A/N: from this point on, the fic is going to be graphic. BDSM themes will be present, as well as polyamory. Do not continue if this isn't your thing. don't expect daily updates, I don't have a schedule planned, but will post as I have new chapters ready.

Warnings: non-con, character death, punishment

With that one word, my life had been turned upside down, though I didn't know it yet. My grandma Marie was superstitious, always told me to be careful who I gave my name to, and cautioned me that words had power. I didn't heed her warning, though it seems I should have.

Once I had committed to Darkness, that fated 'yes', a leather cuff materialized on my wrist. There was no clasp, and neither of the women beside had made a move. I glanced at the cuff and gasped, the top was engraved with a 'D' in an elegant script, the underside had 'Isabella' engraved in a smaller, but just as fancy text.

Rosalie noticed me staring at it and ran a finger across the 'D'. "It looks lovely, pet" she cooed, blue eyes looking up through her blonde lashes. I stole a glance at her wrist, which was bare of a cuff. It looks like this was something special for me then.

"Rose? What does this mean?" I tried to hide the panic in my voice, but knew the breathy, high-pitched tone was giving away just how freaked out I was getting.

Before she could answer, there was a light knock on the door as it creaked open. A tall, thin man appeared, honey blond hair, light blue eyes, and scars littering his thin, but toned arms. A wave of calm rushed over me, and I forgot all about the beautiful cuff that adorned my wrist.

"That's it, let it all wash away. There's nothing to fear here, sugar." The man's southern drawl was a comfort to me. I couldn't place why, but something about him, his voice, made me want to go to him, get wrapped up in his embrace.

Next to me the two girls just smiled knowing smiles to each other. Alice gave me a little push off the couch. "Jasper's been so eager to meet you, you wouldn't want to keep him waiting, now would you?"

I took a slow step towards him, but he was taking much quicker steps and met me not even halfway across the room. He easily lifted me into his arms, holding me tightly to his body as he breathed in deeply. "Welcome darlin'. I know to never bet against Alice, but even so, I was worried you'd never show up. It's so good to finally have you home." I didn't have a good response, so just nodded against his chest. I was more hesitant with him than I was the girls, but I found myself enjoying the feel of his strong, lean body against mine. "Can I kiss you?" he asked, a finger trailing down my face, stopping at the corner of my mouth and tracing my lips. I nodded and he grabbed my head, tilting me up to him as his mouth came down on mine. His tongue flicked out, seeking admission which I happily gave. It had been months since I'd been so thoroughly kissed, and I let myself get lost in the feel of the hard body against me. I moaned lightly as he pulled away, missing him already, but groaned as his mouth started a new assault. He kissed his way down my neck until his lips were in the space between my breasts that were left open by the skimpy blouse I had worn.

"Why'd you stop?" I whined as he pulled away, peppering my chest with small kisses.

He chuckled as he pulled me close to him in a firm hug, kissing the top of my head. "All in due time, Isabella" he whispered. "You need to meet the rest of the family, and we need to explain just what you'll be doing for us before the night is over. It wouldn't do anyone any good for us to be getting carried away right now." I sighed in frustration. I wanted to get carried away, but he held firm and kept my mouth just out of reach of his.

I was all too aware of the heat of my skin; I knew I was bright red, embarrassed that I had made out with the three people in this room. Was I really so sex deprived that I'd throw myself at everyone that walked through the door? A few hours ago I would have said never, but looking at the situation I found myself in, it appears that yes, I really was in such a state. I groaned and hid my face in my hands.

"Ah, ah, ah, none of that, love" a new voice called out, the warm tone reminding me of my late mother. I felt warm, soft hands on mine, pulling them gently away from my face. The woman who stood before me was older, likely around my mom's age, should she have been here still. Her chestnut hair hung in loose waves around her shoulders, and her warm chocolate eyes met mine. I gasped, for this woman could very well have been my mother, just with a much better fashion sense.

"Esme Cullen, dear. Matriarch of Darkness. We're so glad you could join us." She gave me a brief hug, pressed her lips to my cheek, but then let me go. "We can have our fun later. I came in to grab you away from these three before you get too carried away. Come, we have important business to attend to.

She led me by the hand out the door and back into the hall. Instead of going back the way I had come, we went further down the dim hallway, past a few doors, before coming to a door at the very end, that I thought could be a storage closet, or possibly a stairwell. She pushed it open, and instead we entered a large office with an oval table set in the middle, eight matching chairs around it. This room, unlike the hall and previous room, was brightly lit by sconces evenly placed around the room, and I noticed the walls and floor were matching cobblestone. Three of the chairs were occupied, their inhabitants just as stunning as the others I had met.

"This is Edward, Emmett, and Carlisle." She gestured to the three men, one of whom I noticed was the bouncer who had let me in earlier. "Them, along with us," she gestured behind us where Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper were standing, having followed us down the hall, "make up Darkness. This is an exclusive club, which caters to the supernatural. We all have our own special skills, as do the patrons of this fine establishment. You, my dear, are very special."

The gorgeous blond man that Esme had pointed out as Carlisle picked up where Esme let off. "You are the only one without an ability that has graced these doors. You have Alice to thank for that. She saw that despite your lack of supernatural skills, you would become important to us, complete us. The power of Darkness recognized this as well, when it graced you with this cuff. You are, forever, tied to us; tied to Darkness."

"What he isn't saying is that you are ours to do with as we see fit." My head spun around as I looked for the face that matched the voice that just spoke. My eyes landed on Edward, the stoic looking man who was seated next to Emmett, the bouncer. He was a few inches taller than I, had hair an odd shade between brown and red, and his eyes a light green, on the horizon of hazel. They glinted dangerously in the light as he continued, "And trust me, there is so much I want to do with you."

I stifled a moan. How had I landed in such a place, with all these beautiful people? Furthermore, what did they mean by supernatural and abilities? Had I managed to get drugged while out and this was some figment of my imagination? That was the only possible solution; there was no way any of this was real.

"Oh, this is very, very real." Edward whispered in my ear. He had left his chair to come up behind me and was now running a large, cool hand down my side. He took my hand in his and brought it back behind me, pressing my hand against the front of his slacks. I gasped as I felt his cock, hard and straining against the zipper. "As Rose explained, there are no secrets. I hear all. I know your subconscious better than you do, and despite your reservations, you want us, just as much as we want you. Now, on your knees."

I immediately complied, dropping to the floor. I felt Edward still standing behind me and heard footsteps just moments before I saw the jean clad legs of the bouncer in front of me. Emmett reached out and tipped my head up so I was looking at him, staring into his stormy grey eyes. "We're not going to hurt you. Edward just wants to get through your education quickly, so we can get to the fun." He then kneeled in front of me. "Despite my size, I enjoy the submissive role. I was asked to facilitate your training, which shouldn't take too long, if your reaction to Edward's command was anything to go off of. We just need to fine-tune a few things." He adjusted his position, up on his knees, spread shoulder width apart, back straight, hands palm down on his thick thighs, head bowed. "This is your main position, how you should be waiting for us at all times. Everything else will be asked of you, or granted to you."

He then rocked back so his butt was resting on his heels, but he kept the rest of the position the same. "This is your relaxed position. You may only go into this with permission of one of us. You'll likely be here quite a bit though, we don't want you to be uncomfortable." He briefly glanced up and nodded to someone above us. "Unless otherwise instructed, you are to be on your knees at all times, yes, that means crawling." He then demonstrated, crawling around me. That was hands down the most sexy thing I had ever seen. A grown ass man, arms rippling as he moved, fully clothed crawling towards another man, had my core throbbing, aching for release. I watched as he lay on his side, head against Edward's feet. "This is my favorite position, resting against our Master."

"Is that what you are to me, my Master?" I questioned before thinking about it. I wasn't sure if I was meant to be quiet, and realized I probably should have asked permission first, but without asking, how was I to learn?

Emmett laughed softly as he got back into position. "Yes, there's a specific hierarchy that is followed. You are our pet, our plaything, lower even than me, which is saying something." He pulled me down, laying my head against his feet as he ran a hand through my hair. "You belong to all of us, and we have been granted permission to do with you as we please. You gave us permission when you accepted the cuff. You belong to Darkness, therefore you belong to us. I'm a submissive. I answer to everyone else, with my main partner being Rosalie. She is a Dominant, answering only to Carlisle and Esme. She plays with Jasper, Alice, and myself. Esme answers only to Carlisle, and plays with everyone else, and Daddy" he glanced longingly at Carlisle still seated at the large table, "answers to no one. He is to be obeyed by everyone. Jasper and Alice are both switches. They both enjoy the Dominant and submissive roles. Alice answers to Rosalie, and Jasper is Dominant over Edward. Edward is submissive only to Jasper, Carlisle and Esme, and is Dominant over me. He does not play with Rosalie or Alice, ever. Oh, and to explain Rose… she isn't really submissive, but rather looks up to Carlisle and Esme as mentors. Esme however, is submissive underneath Carlisle, but a Dom to everyone else." He continued to pet me as he spoke. "You don't need to worry too much about who plays with whom; if one of us gives you a command, you are to respond, immediately. We all know better than to interfere with another's command, and will not put you in a position where you are left questioning who you are to follow, though if it ever came down to it, look to Carlisle or Esme for guidance, they will never steer you wrong." He then grabbed a fist full of my hair and roughly pulled me up, crashing his lips to mine. "We all love you, Isabella. We all want you, and we all will have you."

I groaned loudly as he forcefully released me and I fell back to the ground. I quickly got back into position, eyes cast down as I took in his explanation. Just how had I, a successful, well-educated woman ended up being called a 'plaything', their 'pet'?

"You want this. You wouldn't have found us if the time wasn't right, Isabella." Edward spoke from behind me. "Now, face me and open up. Show me just how much you want this. Hands behind your back."

I obeyed immediately, a strong desire to please coursing through me. He silently opened his slacks, his thick cock springing free. My mouth watered at the beautiful sight before me.

Edward shoved his cock in my mouth and I moaned around the thick member. I wanted to bring my hands up and run them around the smooth velvet but instinctively knew to keep my hands behind my back as I had been ordered.

I kept my mouth open wide so Edward could use it as he intended. He pulled out and pushed in over and over, thrusting into my mouth and I took it all silently. He settled after a few minutes of being rough. "Yeah, that's it. Taking that cock like a good little girl. Go ahead and use your hands baby, worship my cock". Oh right. He knew what I was thinking. It was a bit convenient actually, not needing to speak, especially right now as my mouth was otherwise preoccupied.

I eagerly wrapped my hands around his cock and started licking the tip as my hands moved up and down, stroking him. I had never been super big into blowjobs but had never been presented with such a beautiful dick before. I'd happily spend all of my time on my knees sucking cock if they were all like this.

"Trust baby girl, you will be spending plenty of time with your mouth wrapped around me" Edward said as he grabbed a fist full of my hair and pulled me closer to him.

I instantly felt myself get wet and groaned, remembering I wasn't wearing any panties and likely had a large wet spot, proof of my sluttiness for everyone to see.

"Carlisle" Edward groaned. I heard the man finally leave the table, his dress shoes clacking against the stone floor. "Isabella has just informed me she is a very naughty girl and left the house without panties tonight. I do believe that deserves a punishment."

I knew I had to be absolutely soaked by this point. I had my mouth around Edward's cock still, licking and sucking for all I was worth while my hands slid up and down his shaft, stopping to fondle his soft balls every once in a while. I wasn't sure what the punishment would be, but I eagerly awaited it, the anticipation spurring me on even more.

I felt it then, a sharp whack against my buttocks, driving me even closer to Edward, causing me to gag around his cock. He came with a growl, forcing my head still as he thrust into my mouth. The spanking continued, Carlisle's strong hand unrelenting. I swallowed quickly as Edward's seed coated my tongue, I could only imagine the punishment that would await if I had spilled any of it.

Edward pulled away from me without a word, leaving me kneeling in front of him, my hands falling to my thighs as the spanking finished. "Ten swats, one for each half hour you have been out of your house in this state of undress" Carlisle said as the spanking came to an end. I was instantly ashamed and left with an ache deep inside me. Although I had been aroused, almost painfully so, I hadn't been granted my own release. Not only that, but I had been punished, and knew I had rightfully earned that punishment, having left the house looking entirely indecent. I didn't deserve to orgasm tonight, not behaving the way I had.

I didn't get to wallow long though, as soft hands were helping me up from the ground and I looked into Esme's warm, brown eyes. She held me close and whispered, "It's ok to let go. We know how strong you've been, how much you've gone through. It's our job to make you feel safe, give you an outlet. The boys meant well. I'm sure you won't forget that lesson anytime soon, now will you?"

I hadn't wanted to cry. Didn't even realize that the choked up feeling in my chest was unshed tears until Esme gave me permission to let go.

Once I started I couldn't stop the tears from freely flowing. No one had cared about me, not since Charlie was shot while on duty in my first year of college. Renee had been gone for years before that, a skydiving accident. It's just been me for the last nine years. They were such lonely, sad, nine years but I thought that was behind me.

But being taken care of like that, having big strong hands reminding me that I was worth more, telling me I shouldn't have left the house without even a thin thong between me and my jeans - it was just all too much and I sobbed into Esme's warm embrace.

I felt big calloused hands running around my waist and spared a glance down. Emmett was on his knees beside me again, wrapped around me, nuzzling my side.

I didn't know what I had done to deserve this, the love of this strange and somewhat scary family, but I was thrilled to have found them.