So, everyone's probably been wondering what's going on and why I haven't updated my stories when I was supposed to. Well, it's been a very tough few weeks. After several years of keeping a secret it finally came out. I don't want to go into details, but it's just been hard on me. I've kind of lost focused and I guess maybe I've slipped in a bit of a depression mixed with anger and violent rage. So, at that moment, I had forgotten about posting my stories because I was trying to get my shit together. I'm very sorry if anyone thought I had abandoned my stories. Please, enjoy the new chapters.
Chapter Twenty-One – BDSM on the Calendar
"Okay, so, how does Thursday work?" Edward asked as he held a calendar and a red marker.
"I have work Friday. I don't know if that'd be a wise idea. What if I freak out?"
"Huh, true," he said, "Um, Saturday or Sunday maybe?"
"Saturday's probably better. You're usually off Sundays. And I'm off Sunday."
"Saturday sounds good, babe," He said, "We can go get a nice dinner, have a relaxing evening then come back and try."
I gulped the little lump in my throat, "That sounds good."
He put a mark on the calendar then set it down and came to stand beside me. He placed his hand on my back.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
I took a deep breath, "Nervous. Like I have butterflies in my stomach."
He started to rub my back, "It's okay. We'll do everything to help you relax."
He kissed my forehead, I looked up at him and smiled before leaning my head into his chest. He rubbed the back of my head for a moment.
"I need to get going. I'll be late."
"Okay, you have fun tonight. I'll pick you up at 9:30." He said as he went to the fridge.
"Thank you!" I said before walking out the door.
Tonight, I was going to my first class at the community college in the city. I got registered for classes a couple weeks ago, with Edward's help. I was able to get financial aid through the state which allowed me to take a couple classes a semester.
I decided to just try for my associates degree, then possibly switch into a four-year college. I wasn't quite sure what I wanted to do career wise, but I might as well get the associates. I was a little nervous about going to class. I really wanted to just do it all online, but at this particular college, you had to have a certain amount of time in the school.
The first class I was going to tonight was math. I wasn't bad at math, but I just wanted to get it out of the way. The next class I was taking was a science and then an English. I was excited for the English class. I loved reading and writing.
I got on the bus to get to class; I have yet to get a car. I have enough money saved up, but I just haven't found the right car for me yet. Plus, Edward wants me to get something that's reliable and won't leave me stranded on the highway.
The bus dropped me off in front of the school and for a moment, I got a little nervous. I haven't been to a school since I graduated high school. I wasn't sure what to expect.
I had done a tour around the college a couple days before, so I knew where my class was. I snatched up a seat that was close to the front but also in the corner. That way I could see and hear the teacher clearly but also not draw attention to myself.
Several people started filing in the classroom; I eyed each one of them like a caged animal. I felt my heart beating faster than usual. I was nervous, and my anxiety was starting to rise. I swallowed the lump in my throat and pulled out my notebook.
The teacher walked in, "Hello class, I'm professor Weston."
I got through the class by giving all my attention to the professor. It was an interesting class. I took a ton of notes which left my hand throbbing afterward.
Edward was waiting for me in the front. I hopped into his car, giving him a big smile as I slid into the seat.
"How was class?"
"It was good," I said, "I really liked it actually. It was nice to get out and do something that is going to benefit my future."
He smiled widely, "Well, I'm glad Bella. I was worried you wouldn't like it. Or you'd be nervous."
"I thought so to. But, I actually really liked it. I'm excited for my next class."
Saturday
Today was the day. Edward was doing everything in his power to help me relax. He turned all the alarms off, so I'd sleep in, he made my favorite breakfast, then we snuggled on the couch and watched my favorite show, and he had dinner reservations at my favorite spot.
Even though he had done all this, I was still nervous. When we got back home from dinner, Edward ran me a hot bath while he set up. I sunk into the bath water, breathing deeply
After a while, I got out of the shower, blew dry my hair, then walked out of the bathroom. I had on a sexy silky dress that Edward had picked out. It was white and lacey. He absolutely loved this dress.
I walked into our bedroom. It was dark, but Edward had lit a bunch of candles. I wasn't sure when he had gotten them.
He was standing by the dresser wearing a pair of black boxer shorts. He looked up at me and smiled. He extended his hand, I grabbed it and he pulled me to him.
He kissed my cheek, "How are you feeling?"
"I feel okay. Just a little nervous."
He smiled, "It's okay. I promise we'll go slow. Do you remember the colors?"
"Yes."
"Say them for me." He said.
His demanding tone sent a pleasurable shock to my core, "Green means good, yellow means slow down, and red means stop."
He kissed my forehead, "Good girl, and at any point you need me to stop or to slow down, just remember those colors. Now, what do you remember what to call me?"
I nodded, "Yes, sir."
He smiled widely, "Go lay on the bed."
I walked to the bed and laid on it like he asked. He slowly walked to me, his hand drifting gently along my thigh. I closed my eyes, the heat of his skin lighting a fire in my belly. I bit my lip, waiting for him to continue.
"Now, I'm going to tie you up," He said, his voice low and sultry.
I nodded, biting lip as I waited for him to tie me up. He took one hand and tied it to the bedpost then tied the other one. I was quivering.
"What color?" He asked.
"I'm green," I said.
"Good," He leaned down and kissed my cheek, "I'm going blindfold you."
My heart started beating faster, "Um, yellow."
"Are you alright?" Edward asked, his deep voice now full of concerned.
"Y-yeah, just a little nervous. Could you slow down a bit?" I asked, my eyes still shut.
"Yeah," he moved onto the bed and started kissing me, his tongue flicking over my lips. I opened my mouth let his tongue swirl around mine.
His hands moved down my body, feeling the silky dress on my skin. He pulled the straps out of the loop then slowly moved the dress off my body. The silk rubbing against my skin felt like incredible. Now I knew why he insisted on the silk dress.
He kissed down my neck, sucking my sensitive skin. My thighs were shaking as I resisted the urge to rub them together to create some friction. His mouth sucked my nipple into his mouth. I bit my lip.
"What color?"
"I'm green. I'm green," I said, "Just… go slow."
"Okay, I will," He whispered.
He reached over to the end table and pulled the scarf. He stroked it down my body, I shivered with excitement.
He tied it around my head, kissing my cheek before kissing down my body. He played with my breasts until I was begging him for more. He chuckled.
"I want to hear you beg properly." He said.
I moaned lightly, "Please, please sir, more. I need more."
He groaned, "Jesus, you're going to make me cum. You're so fucking hot do you know that?"
He began to kiss down my stomach, his tongue gently flicking around my belly button then moved above my pubic area. I was gasping now, begging him for more.
He moved my thighs apart, spreading my legs. I felt so exposed, but the exposure excited me. Surely, I'd bit a hole through my lip if he didn't hurry.
I gasped when his tongue began to lick my length. He pinned my legs down to the bed, so I couldn't move as he preformed his intoxicating ministrations.
He started nibbling my clit, his hands massaging my thighs. I couldn't help but moan and wriggle underneath him.
I had to admit, being tied up and blindfolded added to my excitement. Being completely at Edward's mercy made me automatically wet. I was still a little fearful, but, the pleasurable feelings where overpowering the fear.
Just as I was about to cum, Edward pulled away with a chuckle. I gasped and whimpered, wanting more.
"Please, more," I begged breathlessly.
He chuckled, "Such a greedy little thing, aren't you? Well, sorry to disappoint you but I'm not ready for you to cum yet. You'll cum when I say you can."
A shiver ran through me, "Yes sir."
He growled, "Good girl."
His hands rubbed my body, the friction driving me crazy. I could see him smiling now, getting a kick out of me going completely crazy because of him.
He started to pinch my nipples a little harder than he normally would. I gasped, and he suddenly pulled his fingers away.
"I'm sorry, shit, are you okay? I kinda lost—,"
"Green, master, green," I said, my hips thrusted upwards.
He was silent for a moment before he growled, "Damn, I almost came."
I smiled, "Sorry," I said cheekily.
"I didn't give you permission to speak," He said, "Be careful or you might find yourself being punished over my knee."
A wave of excitement crashed over me, "Please forgive me master."
"Oh fuck," Edward said before he slid into me quickly. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. He hadn't given me warning or time to adjust before he began pounding in an unforgivable pace.
"I'm sorry Bella, you're just so fucking hot, I can't stand it," He said as he pounded.
His fast pace was driving me crazy. I pulled against the restraints, moved my head from side to side, and moaned wildly. I felt Edward's thumb against my clit. I yelped in surprise and almost came.
"You can't cum yet, not until I say so." He said.
I whined but obeyed what he said. He continued to rub my clit as he punishingly pounded into me. I thought I'd burst but just before I fell over the edge Edward said,
"Cum for me, cum now." He chanted.
I groaned as I came, hard. He continued to rub my clit until I was crying out, begging him for more and feeling incredible.
He came a few moments after me, then fell on top of me, both of us breathing heavily. After a minute, he started kissing my cheeks and untying me.
He rolled onto his back and pulled me onto his chest, lifting my face to look him in the eyes. I smiled weakly, feeling tired.
"How are you feeling?" He asked, his thumb rubbing my cheek.
"There's no word to describe how I feel," I panted.
"Good or bad?"
"Great," I said, "I feel amazing, incredible, wonderful." I kissed his chin.
He chuckled, "So, our first BDSM experience, how would you feel about doing it again."
I sat up, looking down at him and with a big smile I said, "When can we do it again?"
So, Bella and Edward had a great time and Bella didn't panic. How did y'all like it? Lemme know in a review.