Warnings: character death, rape

While I stood in Esme's warm embrace, sobbing into her chest, I felt tiny hands run through my hair, softly untangling the mess. Alice whispered sweet nothings in my ear, "We've got you, Isabella. Everything is just as it's supposed to be."

I couldn't help but wonder exactly what Alice had seen, what had brought me to them, to Darkness. They clearly knew some of my past, but did they know everything? Or were her visions only of the future, of actions that led to me coming to them? Did they know details, or just a general idea of what had happened?

"Alice saw you coming into Darkness, has seen it for about five years now. A few months ago she was able to pinpoint the date by the placement of the planets and stars in the sky in her vision." Edward's voice rang out from his place at the table again, and I turned in Esme's arms to look at him. Although she allowed this, she kept a firm grip on me, hugging me from behind, her arms wrapped around my torso while her chin rested on my shoulder. Alice kneeled next to her, Emmett in a matching pose on Esme's other side.

"As far as your history goes, I've seen snippets as they passed through your mind tonight. In a while you will sit down with Carlisle and go over your family and medical background thoroughly. Rosalie will be walking through a list of your limits as well as a brief sexual history. Jasper has already received your education and employment history and has your office set up. Tomorrow he will help you get acquainted with your specific job duties.

"The club is open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. Your accounting duties must be done, but when you work on them is up to you. Carlisle works at the University Hospital during the day, but is frequently seen on the club floor in the evenings. If he is in attendance, you are to be at his side. If any of the other members of our family choose to play with you on the floor, you are to be there, day or night."

Questions started running through my head, things like food, sleep, time to decompress, but Edward answered those before I could voice them. "You will be well taken care of, Isabella. We will not let harm come to you. You will get plenty of sleep, we all love to eat, and you have your own bedroom and can ask for private time, with moderation. You will quickly come to realize that you won't want for anything while under our care. Between myself, Alice, and Jasper we are fine tuned to pick up your every need, what you desire. Even the others who can't pick up on your inner workings have been in the scene long enough to instinctively know what you need. Trust us, we've got you baby girl."

I just nodded, dropping my eyes. I may not have been in the community before, but I knew enough from scrolling through Reddit to know that looking him in the eye without being told would be a show of defiance, and I didn't want that. I did trust him, all of them. I couldn't explain why, but realized it didn't really matter.

"You're such a good girl, Isabella." I could feel my cheeks redden at his words. Praise was not something I had heard enough of, and even when I had, I had never been able to take it graciously. I ducked my head to the side, away from Esme, shying away from her, from them.

Emmett nuzzled against me, "It's ok. Don't hide from us." I smiled at the large man and stood a little straighter. It would take some getting used to, but I would try to not cringe at their attention.

"Isabella, back on your knees now dear" Esme said as she released her arms from around me. I slid down to the ground, taking care to kneel as Emmett had shown me.

My eyes were focused on the ground before me and I saw a pair of heels enter my view. As Esme was behind me and Alice was next to me, this had to be Rosalie.

A stack of papers fell to the ground before me, a pen following. "This is a list of activities. You are to notate if you have done them before and your comfort of doing them. Things that are a hard limit we will discuss, not to change your mind, but so that we can better understand the reason why your discomfort with them. If you are hesitant about something we will discuss that too before doing it. Also be aware that just because you like something, does not mean you will get to do it - there's a high chance that something you love will be turned into a reward.

"We will be utilizing the traffic light system for your safewords. Green means continue, yellow means to use caution, red means stop. Do not ever be afraid to have us stop. We will immediately stop play and discuss the reason you needed to stop. Be aware that 'no', 'stop' and other words like that typically will not end a scene. Early on, and when in intense scenes or exploring something new we will ask how you are doing. We aren't asking for things like 'good' but rather your comfort level, green, yellow, or red."

She reached down and lifted my chin up so I was staring into her bright blue eyes. "Do you understand? Is there anything I just explained that you need me to go over again? Speak freely."

"Yes, I understand. I don't have questions at this time, though may have some about the specific actions in the packet."

Rosalie smiled softly at me. "Understandable, Pet. We will work on it together." She reached a hand down for me, "Come. Let's go to the table. You may walk."

I scrambled up, grabbing the papers and pen that she had thrown at me. I let her lead me to the table and sat in the chair next to her. I glanced at the form and immediately had questions.

"Preferred names?" I wasn't sure what to put here, I only ever went by Isabella. My dad had called me Bells, and my mom used Bella, but both were names I hadn't heard in many, many years.

Rosalie placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. "It can be anything, a nickname, or the names we've already used for you, like 'Pet'. I know I'd be disappointed if you told us you didn't like that, but we'd find a new name we can all agree on."

I thought for a few minutes about what I'd be ok being called and scribbled a few things down. I paused as I had a thought, "Is it ok for me to be open to some people using a name, but not everyone?"

Rosalie smiled down at me, "Of course, Love. This is for you and your comfort. If you are fine with one of us calling you something but don't want everyone else using it, just notate it. And this list can change. Later on you might be open to new names. No need to think about every possibility right this second."

I wrote a few more names down, noting how I liked when Jasper called me 'sugar' and 'darlin' but not sure how I'd feel if someone else used it.

I then moved on to the next section, sexual history. "So like, are you asking for my number?" I knew I was red in the face again. I'd never actually been asked this, and cringed as I thought about my history. "Yes, we want to know your full experience including the age you lost your virginity, any STDs or STIs, your sexual preferences. Don't be shy, this will only help us be better partners for you." She moved her hand into my hair, running her fingers through the remnants of the waves as I thought about my past. It certainly wasn't much, but what was there made me cringe.

I was fourteen when I lost my virginity. I had just come home from school and there was a police officer at my door, along with a social worker. They broke the news that mom had died skydiving with her latest boyfriend and they had contacted Charlie to pick me up. He of course was many states away and wouldn't be able to get me until the weekend. I was being taken into a short term foster home until then.

My first night there, the oldest boy in the house forced himself on me. I had never even been kissed before and suddenly I had his dick was in my mouth and his fingers were pushing into me. He didn't do either long, just enough to get him ready to enter me, which he did quickly. It was over in a matter of minutes, the only saving grace of the entire ordeal. I certainly hadn't enjoyed it.

I didn't have sex again until college. Again, a parent had died. I had received a phone call from Charlie's deputy. I went out that night, got shitfaced drunk and found the first person who would have me. I went home with a couple that night and had learned that sex could in fact be fun, enjoyable. I learned then that I loved eating pussy and found joy in getting men to cum with me on top.

We fucked a few more times, but eventually the guy cut me out; he was jealous that I could bring his wife more orgasms than he could.

After that I threw myself into my studies. I found release through toys when it was needed, but even that was minimal. I'd made out with a few people at bars and such but even that was few and far between. Sure it was a sad sex life but at least I knew what made my body feel good.

Bringing myself out of my thoughts I quickly scribbled in the answers

Age lost virginity : 14

Number of partners : 3

STDs/STIs : 0

Sexuality : bi-sexual

Kink Experience : limited

The last one took me back to another memory. Jenna, the gal I had been with, had pulled out some toys before I showed up. They were on display on her dining room table as I walked in. My eyes were drawn to the black silk ties. That night she tied me up, hands around her bed posts, then sat on my face and rode me to her heart's content. That was our last night together; I could still remember the feel of her juices trickling across my face. I had orgasmed without stimulation that night, turned on by her taking her release from me. If being tied up always ended like that, I'd do it over and over again.

Edwards groaning from across the room broke me out of reverie. "Soon, Isabella. Soon you will be tied up again. We need to get through the rest of that damned list though." I blushed once more, I wasn't sure if I'd ever get used to my thoughts no longer being private.

I continued working through the form, making check marks next to things I've done, which admittedly wasn't much. I did have to ask Rosalie about a few of the kinks, and was shocked to find that for most of them I was open to experiencing them. Some of the roleplay scenarios were things I couldn't get behind, like interrogation - having a cop as a father kind of ruined that, but Rosalie just smiled. I had a feeling we would be revisiting that and 'working through it' later.

I had finally finished the packet, which Rosalie quickly took out of the room. Carlisle came over to the chair she had just vacated and we started speaking of my medical and sexual history. We briefly went into a small exam room in the same hallway and he ran a few tests, all standard protocol according to him. He let me know that the entire family consented to monthly STD checks and the women were all on birth control of some kind, depending on their future plans. He asked what my thoughts on children were.

I hadn't given much thought to them. I had preferred to throw myself into school and work and the lack of relationships meant it hadn't ever come up. He said that we would come back to the topic later in our relationship but for now he thinks the shot would be my best option. He did say it was my choice but I had to be on something. I agreed to the shot, and it was done in a matter of seconds.

"You are to only play with the family. If one of your Masters chooses to bring in someone else you are not to have direct contact with them, or then you. Condoms and dental dams must be used at all times with non-family members. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Sir," I said immediately. I didn't see myself willingly having sex with someone other than the seven family members, wouldn't that be enough partners? But from the sounds of it, Carlisle believed I would, with supervision. I couldn't say it wouldn't happen, but I wondered just how it would happen.

I didn't voice my concerns though, as it wasn't so much of a concern as a fleeting thought. Carlisle pressed a small kiss to my head as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me back to the room where the rest of the family was waiting.

"She's protected, have fun with her. I expect her to be in her office at ten tomorrow morning so please do not keep her up much longer. Alice, will you help her get settled in her bedroom?"

The little pixie rushed over, tugged on my hand and ran out the door with me." Thank you, Daddy" she yelled over her shoulder and she dragged me down the hall.

Alice led me down the hall, back through the foyer and through a doorway on the opposite side. Here there was an open seating area with a couple couches and chairs, a few people sprawled out in various states of undress, a coat rack, and a locked door. We bypassed the furniture, making a beeline for the door, which Alice unlocked using a key she fished out of her pocket. Behind the door was a stairwell.

At the top of the stairs we made a left, heading towards the back of the building. There were many closed doors, all of which had name plates on them. The door at the farthest end was engraved "Isabella". Alice pushed it open and tugged me inside, closing the door firmly behind me.

"This is your bedroom. Only the family has access to these rooms, no worries about others finding their way up here. Patrons are limited to the bar and playrooms downstairs and the dungeon. We'll show you around tomorrow. Carlisle wants you to get a good night's sleep."

She let me look around, taking in my new room. There was a large bed, Queen or King I couldn't quite tell, but much larger than the Full I had been sleeping on. The comforter was a deep royal blue, and there were plenty of pillows. It looked very inviting, and I was suddenly exhausted, wanting nothing more than to curl up in the dacadent bed.

I took a few moments to explore the rest of the room. I could tell that the family expected me to be much more girly than I actually was. There was a large lighted vanity, sealed makeup and brushes sat neatly on top. A four drawer dresser was in the corner, a jewelry box on top. I didn't bother to look in either of them. I spotted two doors. The first went to a walk-in closet, fully stocked. The other went to a pristine bathroom, a very large shower the focal point. I'd take my time with that in the morning. For now, I really needed that bed.

When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed Alice had pulled out some lingerie for me. Normally I slept in sweat pants and a t-shirt. I eyed the barely there silk red nightgown warily. "Just put it on," Alice said, reaching over and starting to take my clothes off. The blouse, my strapless bra and jeans hit the floor in a matter of seconds, and the nightgown was thrusted over my head. "See, gorgeous. Now, get under the covers. I'm going to help you get you to sleep."

I don't know what I had expected, a story, some soft music and dim lights maybe? I got two out of three, but definitely wasn't expecting Alice to join me under the blankets, her head between my legs, nightgown pushed up around my waist as she licked up my seam.

"Oh fuck. Aliiiice" I screeched. She pulled her face away just long enough to give me a command. "Let go, let me hear you. Pull my hair, writhe, do whatever you need. This is about you, Love. I want you to have a good time. You'll sleep so good after I'm done with you."

She then started back up, her tongue licking around my folds. She gave my clit a few licks and then started sucking on it. The noises coming out of my mouth were obscene, but I didn't care. I had never felt anything quite like this. It was clear that Alice was very experienced, and I thanked whatever deity there was that I had found Darkness.

She pushed past my folds, thrusting in, fucking me with her skilled tongue. I involuntarily lifted my hips, my body trying to get closer to her, pull her deeper into me. I could feel her smile and heard her softly laugh, but she didn't let up. My motions seemed to have spurred her on, as she wrapped her arms around my legs, hands cupping my ass as she held me close against her mouth.

I was a goner. I used her. I'm not ashamed to say that I fucked her face. I was rocking my hips back and forth, moaning in pleasure as she slipped her tongue out of my channel and flattened it, covering as much of my pussy as she could. My hands tangled in her hair, holding her to me as my hips snapped up. "Fuck, yes, right there," I moaned as her tongue found the perfect spot. I stilled my body, back arched off the bed, and I felt my pussy clench as I reached my release. Alice slowed her pace, gently licking and kissing me as I came down from my high.

She gently released me, bringing my body back down to the bed, then crawled up me, pressing her small body against mine. I smiled sleepily at her, enjoying the way her hair was sticking out, knowing it was my doing. I then saw that her makeup was smudged, my juices coating her perfect face. She kissed me, allowing me to taste myself on her lips. "Thank you, Isabella. I'm so very glad I was the first in our family to have you that way. I expect many more nights of that to come. You were delicious."

She then hopped off my bed, pulled the covers up and turned off the light, pulling my door shut. I thought she had left the room, so was surprised when the bed dipped once more. She curled around my back, arm around my middle as she nuzzled against my neck. "Love you," she murmured against my hair, then went silent.

I fell into one of the deepest sleeps I could ever remember.