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Edward waited on the red carpet by the Playroom door, while Bella used the changing room for the first time. After she styled her hair in a high ponytail, she returned to the main room, admiring how beautiful it had turned out.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"You look gorgeous, Mistress."

Bella smiled, walking to his side. "Thank you, Stud. I was actually asking about your impression of the Playroom."

"Oh." He looked around as if he hadn't seen the room before, though he'd helped Bella with the heavy stuff. "I love the layout, Mistress."

"Me, too." She ran her fingers through his hair. "Do you want your present, Stud?"

"Please, Mistress." His green eyes lifted to meet hers.

"So eager." Bella took several steps back to get the vibrating cockring. It was going to test Edward's limits, while she flogged him.

She held the toy on her index finger, showing it to him. Edward's brows knitted in the middle of his forehead.

"Stand," she instructed. Thankfully, he wasn't fully erect, so she could slide it smoothly around his girth and over his balls. "Don't look so disappointed," she joked, touching the little button that made it vibrate.

"Oh, fuck." Edward jumped as if electrocuted. One of his hands cupped Bella's elbow, but he dropped it quickly. "I apologize, Mistress. I didn't expect that."

"Maybe I should have warned you," she watched as he took a deep breath. "Too much?"

"No, no. It's been a while."

She nodded in understanding, because indeed, it had been a while since they last played.

"To the cross. Face it."

"The new one, Mistress?"

"No. Put your hands through the shackles," she instructed.

Edward hesitated for a moment, but complied. While Bella tied his wrists to the upper parts of the 'X', she listened to any sounds of distress. Except for tiny whimpers which were Edward's usual sound when he had something vibrating near his dick, he didn't seem to think of any dark memories.

Once Bella was done, she tapped his full balls with two fingers. His head dropped forward, pressing against the wooden cross.

"Do you remember your colors?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Use them if you need them."

"I'm okay, Mistress."

"Then, head up." Her fingers curled in the hair at the back of his head, pulling him back. "Don't make a sound."

She watched as his back muscles tensed up, but he listened to her order. Bella went to retrieve a flogger and stopped on Edward's left side.

She usually teased the tails over his ass or back, preparing him for what to expect. This time, she simply slapped the leather ends over the small of his back. To his credit, Edward only inhaled sharply, his fingers curling into fists in his restraints, and his back arched.

Bella covered his back in tiny red lines, until Edward gasped loudly, then groaned in a way Bella knew too well.

"Color," she checked, pausing her actions.

"Yellow, Mistress."

She took a step closer turning his head to her. "What's wrong?" She reached between his legs to stop the vibrations.

"Fuck, don't," he warned her, pulling his hips back. "I'm on the edge. It's too much."

"Let me stop the vibrations."

"I'm going to come."

Bella seized his chin. "You won't come, because if you do, you won't come again for a whole week."

Edward squeezed his eyes shut as Bella grabbed his erection, her thumb caressing the pierced tip, as she stopped the vibrations with her other hand.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck." Edward grabbed the sides of the cross, lifting on his toes.

"Don't come," Bella repeated.

"Fuuuuck. Fuck."

She pressed the button again, because he was supposed to be quiet.

"Hoooly fuuuuck." Edward leaned backward, groaning loudly. "Oh, fuck. I'm coming."

Bella pressed the button to stop the vibrations, keeping her eyes on Edward's sweaty body. A bead of sweat was rolling down his temple.

"Are you going to fall if I undo your restraints?" she asked.

"I won't, Mistress," he grunted, breaking heavily.

Once his wrists were free, Bella guided him to the bed. "On your back," she explained, eager to test the mirrors they had placed on the ceiling above the bed. "Eyes closed," she added.

Edward's trademark wounded animal sounds were back in full-force when Bella straddled his thighs and raked her nails over his chest and abs. His muscles strained under her touch, and Bella marveled at his self-control.

"Color, Stud."

"Green, Mistress."

"Did you stop me again earlier because you were too close?" Her fingers wrapped around his weeping, red, erection. "I hoped you'd learned that wasn't acceptable."

Edward clenched his fists on the bedsheet at either side of his body. "Oh….fuck…I'm sorry, Mistress."

"How close are you on a scale of one to ten?" She made sure to play with the barbell at the tip of his dick.

Edward inhaled sharply. "Six, Mistress."

It wasn't so bad, which proved to Bella he could keep going if he didn't get lost in the feelings evoked by the vibrations. She switched the on button, making him seize up from the bed, and groan loudly. She'd never been happier about the soundproof walls she'd insisted to have installed in this room.

"What about now?" She pumped his length slowly.

"Eiiight," he gasped out. "Eight, Mistress. Close to nine."

Bella was sure the vibrating cockring would bring something extra for their night. She didn't expect it to make Edward unable to hold his release. She wondered if she'd fit it on correctly, but it was too late to check what sensitive parts it was touching.

She leaned over him to get the lube from the nightstand, making him whimper when her leather getup brushed against his swollen erection. Once she was back in position, straddling his thighs, she poured a generous amount on her palm, before taking him in her hand.

"Aaaahhh." Edward's hands clamped on the underside of Bella's knees, his head thrown back, eyes still closed.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Stud."

"Please, Mistress. I have to touch you."

"Uh-huh." She put his hands back on the bed. "Or I'll tie them."

Bella focused on edging him, feeling his thigh muscles straining and seeing how his stomach muscles tensed up, in anticipation. She took her hands off his erection, which bobbed wildly, slapping against her leg and his stomach.

"Fuuuck. Please, Miiisssstress."

Bella couldn't remember Edward being this deep in holding his release, but he seemed to be reaching his breaking point.

"Color," she demanded.

"Green, Mistress. Please, let me come."

She traced one nail over the length of his dick, making him grab her ass and pull her closer.

"What in the world are you doing?" she spat, sitting up on her knees and pushing his hands away.

"I'm ssoooo cloooose. Pleeeease. Fuck, please."

Bella abandoned her plan to edge him several times, as a new plan formed in her head. She guided his erection into her throbbing pussy. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been this wet and needy.

"Open your eyes," she breathed out, slowly lowering herself on him.

Edward's eyes flew open and promptly rolled back when he saw their reflections in the mirror above.

"Keep your eyes on us," she instructed. Once she was seated on him, Bella dared a look up, as well, and the coil in her gut tightened.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful. My beautiful Mistress." Edward held her eyes in the mirror, and Bella felt a delicious flush covering her body as all of her skin erupted in goosebumps.

"I appreciate the sentiment, Stud. But no talking." She pressed her palm over his mouth, as she slowly started moving over his dick. She could feel the vibrations from the cockring through his erection, and she made sure to tease her clit with the barbell every time she lifted her hips.

"Holy fuck," Bella gasped, pulling off him, when she realized what she'd done. No wonder it had felt this good. She'd completely forgotten about the condom.

Edward's eyes moved from the mirror to her face, when she left the bed, searching the nightstand and then the cabinets for the damned rubber.

Triumphantly, Bella turned to show it to Edward, only to see his face scrunched up. She took pity on him, having left him with the vibrating cockring after taking her pussy from him. She stopped the vibrations, before climbing on top of him.

"Make me come twice, before I decide if you're allowed to do it, too." As if she'd told him he could touch her freely, his hands cupped her breasts, spilling from the corset, before traveling under the skirt of her dress to dig his fingers into her ass.

Bella pried his hands off her body, placing them on the headboard. "You better die before you take them off there," she warned.

Edward whimpered, clenching his fingers around the metal ornaments.

It didn't take long for Bella to find her first release, and she continued to slam her hips against his, seeking another one. Her hands were on his shoulders, as she stared at Edward's flushed and sweaty face. His eyes were trained between their bodies, and Bella could only guess he was looking at her breasts which had escaped from the top of the corset a while ago.

She cupped his jaw in her left hand, making him find her eyes. He seemed lost, deep in pleasure and in his head. Bella caught his lips in a kiss as the tingles of a powerful release installed in her body.

"Oh, my God," she cried out throwing her head back, moaning loudly as her inner walls clamped on his dick.

"Oh, fuck. Fuuuuck. Fuck." Edward's back arched off the bed, which made Bella shiver all over as her orgasm prolonged.

When she could feel her limbs again, and they were trembling, Bella pulled off, taking the condom as well. "You've been such a good boy," she cooed, tracing the ridge with a finger before following the bulging vein down to the sac where she toyed with the idea of pushing the button again.

"Fuck, please. Please, Mistress."

"Please what, Stud?"

"Anything. I need to come. Anything, please."

It was a sight for the sore eye to see him so horny, yet so obedient. She pressed the button, watching as his mouth went slack, and precum bubbled at his tip.

"Come."

The word was barely out of her mouth when his dick twitched wildly, spraying them both in copious amounts of gooey dollops. Bella was too shocked to even be upset he'd managed to land one on her nose.

She reached to stop the vibrations, before taking the cockring off. Edward groaned long and hard when she petted his sated dick.

"Very beautiful, Stud. So well-behaved. End scene."

"Thank you, Mistress," he mumbled, sinking into the mattress. "Thank you."

Bella lounged next to him, caressing his face. "I've got you." She kissed down his shoulder to his bicep. "Can you stand?"

"Yeah." He slowly sat up, before swinging his legs off the edge of the bed.

Bella crawled to kneel behind him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "I'm sorry about my lapse of judgment with the condom."

Edward chuckled, placing his large hand on her wrist. "I seriously thought you'd decided to let me suffer while you left the room."

"Come on, I'm not that cruel. If it makes you feel better, I was probably in as much pain as you."

"It doesn't. You should never be in pain, baby." He turned to catch her lips in a deep kiss.

"And neither should you," she reminded him gently. "How's your back?" She ran a hand over the fading red lines. "I have the soothing cream in our bedroom."

"It doesn't hurt," he promised. He intertwined their fingers, kissing the back of Bella's hand. "But…this devious toy has just made my soft limits list."

"I think it was my fault. Let's give it another try. I might have placed it wrong." She slid out of the bed, pulling him up.

"Once. And I'm allowed to stop you without ending the scene if I can't handle it."

"Once," Bella promised, taking him to the counter and snapping his leather band over his wrist. "You can wear some of the clothes I brought in here."

"You brought my clothes too?"

"Of course. We'd both need to be comfortable after a scene."

They went to make tea after they left the Playroom, since neither of them was tired.

Bella lounged on the couch, resting her back against Edward's chest, as they sipped from their cups. She was staring at the multicolored lights from the tree, dancing on the wall behind it.

"Is it weird? Living here…" She'd been building the courage to ask that for a while.

"No way," Edward gasped. "We've made it our own home. Nothing is in the same place as it was, which is probably easier. But yeah, there are memories everywhere, though they're all happy." He stroked her arm as he spoke, his warm breath falling on her right ear. "Just there, on the windowsill, I cracked my head when I was six. I thought I could climb on the curtains, and the whole thing collapsed with me and I hit my head on the edge of the sill."

"Jesus Christ." Bella turned to meet his eyes. "That's not a happy memory, Edward."

"Well, I had fun up until the point I saw the rod breaking from the wall and I knew I fucked up. Of course, neither of my parents was mad, though I felt guilty for breaking the curtain and the rod."

"Sounds like you," she said, amused.

"I'm ready to build our own memories in this house, Bella." He kissed her temple. "Uh, I just remembered."

"What?" She searched his eyes, unsure why he looked anxious suddenly.

"Jasper asked me if I'd like to become his Saturday regular show. You know he's doing themed nights. But it's on Saturdays, which is our day."

"You won't have to be at his bar the whole day. I know you want it, so please don't worry."

"Are you sure? I was thinking to put this money away for the wedding."

"I don't want to make a big deal out of it," she said quietly. "When we have the money for such a party, we'll throw it. I don't want to fall into the extreme like Alice did."

Edward frowned. "What does that mean? You don't want a wedding?"

"I don't want us to worry about it up to the point it might give us ulcers. In reality, it's just a paper and a party the bride and groom barely get to enjoy because of all their duties."

He chuckled. "You make it sound terrible, baby."

"Well, I never saw myself throwing a lavish party like that. Like I used to tell Angela in high school, I did see myself in white with a good man by my side, in church, but the party?" Bella winced. "Maybe it's because I hate parties."

"Unless they are play parties," he joked.

"Come on, Edward. Did I really enjoy myself during Stefan's farewell party? Or at any other party at Black Velvet? They're a necessity now that I'm part of the committee, but I know Aro understands they're not my thing. You know he even asked if I wanted to attend this end of the year one; he thought I'd rather stay at home with you and Riley."

"This past year has made me see him in a new light. I've heard he had a good heart, but he was strict and set in his rules, though all I'd known was a cruel treatment from him. I'm starting to understand he did it only because of my time with his children."

"The way he treated you was unjustified, Edward. No matter what he says, I can't forgive that. If I took in someone I heard only bad things about, even though that might or might not be true, I'd give the person the benefit of the doubt. I'd give them a trail time to prove, uh…show, who they really were."

"That's you, baby. I doubt he does that to anyone. His mansion is full of Subs. He's probably lost count on them ages ago."

Bella rolled her eyes. "After Aro brought to Carmen and Eli some of his Subs, and the way he always talks about focusing his attention on his dear Sulpicia and the other boy, Kane…or whatever his name is…"

"Caius," Edward explained. "I've never met anyone like him. He's like the most loyal dog, and I hate making that comparison. He won't make any decision on his own. He lives for Master Aro."

Bella suppressed a shudder, at how deep some Subs went into their subspace and what they chose to believe was real. That boy would probably die if Aro decided he was done with him.

"Anyway, what I'm saying…Aro might be thinking of retirement himself. Not now, but in a few years."

"He better choose wisely who he names as his successor."

"Oh, I trust he will," Bella said seriously. "If Jasper sees reason, he'd make an amazing leader of our community."

"Yeah, but I doubt he'll accept it." Edward licked his lower lip. "So…I'll tell Jasper I accept his offer?" He returned to the subject they had been discussing.

"If it's what you want, yes."

"It is. And you have to come."

"Oh, I will. Front row tickets for me." Bella kissed the side of his nose.

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