Good evening all! So, this is a very long chapter. It's also very steamy. And I sincerely hope y'all enjoy. I was writing it and I have to admit that I got a little flustered... But anyways, enjoy!

Chapter Twenty-Two – Distractions

I tried my best not to wriggle around in my seat while listening to the teacher's lecture. I did my best to write diligent notes that I could study later. Try as I did, I was still hopelessly distracted. I don't know how I'd get through another twenty minutes. My only hope was that the teacher would end class early.

Half of the reason for my distraction was the toy that was pushed inside of me and pressing tightly against my clit and the opening of my ass. The other reason was Edward, who was sitting out in the parking lot and controlling the toy with his phone.

At first, it was a test to see how far the toy would reach but then Edward sent me a text commanding me to control myself during class and well, here we are.

Somehow magically I hadn't cum yet. But, Edward knew my body better than I did and he would play with the toy to bring me right to the edge but would cut it off just before I fell over it. He knew what he was doing, and I fucking loved and hated it.

I wanted to cum but the teasing was just to delicious. Before I came to class Edward and I had a little BDSM, but, I cut it short due to class. Edward understood but I knew he was secretly punishing me for only giving him a tease.

I was running so late to class that I couldn't change out of the tight lacey bra and panty set I had on. The tight lace bra was making such an uncomfortable friction that my hard nipples were practically begging for somebody to pinch them and the tight panties were holding the toy so tight against my pussy that I couldn't get away.

I fucking loved it. I was so glad that Edward and I had pursued this part of our relationship and that he had pushed me a little to try BDSM again. I never knew it could be so pleasurable and now I was able to finally see that this lifestyle was amazing as long as you were with someone you trusted.

The toy sped up again, I gripped the desk and squeezed my legs together to hid the little noise it was making. I wanted to moan but I settled for biting my lip. God, when was this class ending? Why couldn't the teacher end it early.

My phone lit up with a text from Edward. I looked down and read the message.

You better be taking good notes. If not, I'll spank your sexy little ass for being a naughty student and not listening to the teacher. – Edward

The thought of Edward spanking me made me even wetter.

We were getting closer to that. We had been making great strides. Like introducing toys. I had been wanting to try a little physical pain, but Edward was adamant about taking it slow. I was grateful for it of course but in the moment of pure pleasure, I tended to beg him for such things.

"And that concludes our class for tonight. Everyone drive safe." The professor said.

I was quickly gathering my things, desperate to go out to the car and beg Edward to let me cum.

"Isabella, may I have a word with you?" The professor said.

I looked at him with wide eyes; a word? Now?

"Uh, sure." I said giving a quick look at the door before walking over to his desk.

"You seemed distracted tonight. Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired." I said; I felt my phone buzz several times, but I didn't look at it. I knew it was Edward wondering where I was.

The professor gave me a look of uncertainty, "Are you sure?"

I nodded frantically, "Yes, I worked a double yesterday and a shift today. So, I'm very, very tired." God, I wished he'd let me left.

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure," He said, "You know, you're my top student. Are you going to take the second part to my course?"

He wanted to chit-chat now!? Damn it!

"Yes, I was planning on it."

"Oh good, I'm glad I'll be seeing you another semester. Your papers are very interesting, and I'd like to hear more from you. Have you ever written anything besides school papers?"

"I dabble in writing here and there."

He nodded, "Well, you should consider a career in writing professionally."

"Thank you, I'll consider that."

He smiled, "Alright, drive safely."

"Will do."

I dashed out of the classroom as quickly as I could. I looked at my phone, scrolling through the texts Edward sent.

Where are you? Class ended five minutes ago? – Edward

Are you trying to tease me, little girl? – Edward

If you're not out here in the next five seconds, I'll show you what happens to naughty girls who disobey their masters. – Edward

5…4…3…2…1… - Edward

You must want me to punish you… Well, you've gotten your wish. When you get here I'm going to punish you for being so naughty. – Edward

I bit my lip as I walked slowly out of the building. Edward's SUV was in the pickup lane. A shiver of excitement ran through me. I got into the car quickly. I didn't look at Edward when I got in, inside I coyly bit my lip and averted my eyes.

His hand grabbed my jaw and moved my head to him. I slowly looked up under my lashes, I could see a prominent erection under his jeans.

"Why didn't you come out with all your other classmates?"

I licked my lips before answering, "The teacher wanted to talk to me."

"Oh really? What about?" He demanded.

I shifted in my seat, my wet panties becoming wonderfully uncomfortable.

"He wanted to know why I was distracted tonight."

"So, you were being a bad student. I should've known. And your notes? Show them to me." He demanded.

I had taken good notes, but I picked up my notebook and showed him the page of doodles I had been doing throughout the semester. His eyes narrowed, and I could see him fighting off a little smile.

"What a naughty little student you were. I should march you back into that classroom, strip you naked and spank you right over Mr. Banner's desk while he watches, so he could see what we do to naughty girls who don't do what they're supposed to." He said.

I moaned loudly and shuddered, fighting off the urge to cum. The dirty talk had almost sent me over the edge, but I didn't dare fall over it. Even though I knew he wasn't serious, a little part of me was excited by the thought of him really doing it.

"Well, do you have anything to say for yourself, little girl? Or are you just going to sit there and pretend you're mute?" He asked, his tone driving me wild.

"I'm sorry that I was distracted master, I couldn't help it."

"And why were you so distracted?" He crossed his arms.

I shifted closer, "Because I couldn't stop thinking about you. My pussy is so wet because of—,"

He grabbed my jaw again, his other hand on my thigh, "Who's pussy?"

My eyes widened, "Your pussy master."

His hand slipped down my pants and covered my wet pussy, "Who's pussy?"

"Yours! All yours!" I desperately wanted him to rub it, my hips started moving against his hand.

He chuckled, pulling the toy away and palming my heated wet pussy. I moaned, wanting him to shove his fingers inside of me repeatedly until I came.

"That's right. This is my pussy," He said, his tone dark, "And when we get home, I'm going to punish you for being a naughty student."

He pulled his hand out of my pants, pulling the toy with it. He put his wet hand on the steering wheel ready to go.

"On the drive home, you keep your legs spread open, wide." He said before driving off.

"Why master?" I asked but obeyed, spreading my legs as wide as they would go.

"Are you allowed to question me little girl?" He asked.

I gasped, "No sir."

He nodded once, "You'll be punished for questioning me as well."

I bit my lip and prayed that the ride home would go fast.

Of course, it didn't. And I blamed Edward for that. He was driving slowly. Much slower than he usually did. I knew why he was doing it, he wanted me to squirm and go crazy on the drive. I was eager to get home and be punished.

When we pulled into the parking garage, I jumped out of the car before he completely parked it. We met behind his car and he grabbed me by the back of my head, his hand making a tight fist in my hair as he walked me to the elevators.

I wanted him to jerk my head back and kiss me deeply, but he just held me by his side until we got to the apartment.

I should've been worried about someone walking out and seeing us; Edward, one hand pulling my hair and the other palming my pussy on the outside of my jeans while sporting a massive erection. The scene probably would cause some alarm, but it excited me.

When the door shut, he let go of my hair. I looked up at him, wondering what was going to happen next.

"Take off your clothes. Give me your panties." He commanded.

Slowly I took off all my clothing. The apartment was somewhat cold and made me shiver. I handed him my soaking panties. He he ran the back of his middle finger along middle where the wetness was gathered.

He licked his finger and smiled widely, "Mm, do you know how good you taste?" He asked.

"No master." I said, biting my lip.

"Open your mouth," He said, "I want your panties to keep you quiet when I spank you, that way we don't alert the neighbors."

He didn't have to clarify why he wanted my panties in my mouth, but I knew he did it to make sure I was okay with it. He wasn't commanding me, he was asking me but, in a way, that it didn't kill the mood. We had gotten good at subtle signals while in our little BDSM bubble.

My response was me opening my mouth widely. He balled my wet panties up and put them in my mouth. I could taste myself on them.

I wasn't panicked about my underwear in my mouth. I knew at any moment I could spit them out and yell yellow or red. Like I said, we were making great strides with trust and BDSM.

"Good girl," He smiled, his thumb stroking my cheek, "Now, I'm going to spank you for being so naughty tonight. Go in the bedroom and get the black ties. But before that I'm going to let you have the choice of what spanks you. My hand, a wooden spoon, or my belt? Would you like the belt, yes or no?"

I shook my head no quickly, my heart beating a little faster with fear.

He nodded quickly and kissed my forehead, his hand rubbing my back.

"Okay, no belt. What about the spoon."

I considered it for a moment; I knew the wooden spoon would hurt but would it hurt as badly as the belt?

"If I use the spoon I'll only give you ten lashes. If I use my hand, I'll give you twenty." He said.

I reached up and took the panties out of my mouth, breaking character a bit.

"What about a combination of the spoon and your hand?" I said.

He thought about it for a minute, "I could give you ten warm ups with my hand then five with the spoon?"

"What about ten with your hand and ten with the spoon?" I said.

"Only if your comfortable with that, babe." He said.

"I can handle it." I said.

"Okay, do you want to take the panties out of your mouth? In case you want to stop."

I shook my head and put the panties back into my mouth, fallen back into my submissive role.

He cleared his throat, "You'll get fifteen warm up smacks with my hand then five with the spoon. When I use the spoon, I'm taking the panties out of your mouth, so you can count each one out loud and thank me for it. How does that sound?"

I shuddered and nodded. He kissed my nose then turned me towards the bedroom, giving my rear a little slap.

"Go in the bedroom and wait for me."

I walked to the bedroom and found a comfortable spot on the bed. I could hear him outside of the bedroom, but I knew he wasn't coming in immediately to drive me crazy. I was gnawing my lip in anticipation.

Finally, I heard him walk into the bedroom. I lifted my rear higher and turned my face to watch him. He was taking off his clothes, I could see his very, very hard cock sticking straight up. I shivered with excitement.

He laid the wooden spoon on the bed, then pulled me closer to him. I gasped in surprise. He moved me over his lap, but, didn't do anything until he was sure I was comfortable. I gave him a quick nod and smile to let him know I was fine.

"You've been a naughty girl today, and naughty girls get punished," his hand was rubbing my backside, "I'm giving you ten with my hand and ten with the spoon. And as you know, at any moment, if you become uncomfortable you know the color for stop."

I gripped his leg to help balance me as he adjusted my body on his knee. His hand rubbed my ass, intentionally skipping over my pussy. I wanted him to rub it and relieved this pressure.

"Now, my naughty girl, are you ready."

"Mmm hmm," I said through the underwear.

Smack!

I gasped when he delivered the first smack. I shivered as I felt the heat from his smack, I could also feel his hand outlined in my cheek. I moaned, letting him know I was enjoying it.

Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!

He continued spanking me, I was moaning like a madwoman, begging him for more through my panties. When he got to fifteen, he pulled the panties out of my mouth and grabbed the spoon. He rubbed it against my ass a few times. It was cool against my heated skin.

"Are you ready, my naughty girl?"

"Yes master," I said.

Smack!

I gasped, "One! Thank you master!"

Smack!

"Two! Thank you master!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Five! Thank you master!" I gasped loudly.

He rubbed my bottom with his hand; it was hot from the spanking it received.

"I'm so proud of you Bella, you did very well." He said proudly.

"Thanks," I said, wiping a few tears, "But, we're not done."

"Huh?" He said.

I moved to straddle his lap, his cock still hard. I hadn't come yet either, so we weren't finished.

He smiled and laid back, letting me take control. I unbuckled his pants and pulled him out of them. His cock was red and seeping with precum, it bounced when I released it from it's confines.

I smiled and moved over top of him, sliding down onto his cock with a loud hiss. His cock filled me, pushing against the best places inside of me. I moaned and shuttered, Edward's hands found a spot on my hips.

He rocked me, moving my hips up and down. I placed my hands on his chest and started moving in a steady, hard and fast pace. His hands kept on my hips, making sure that no matter how much I reared back, I kept the steady pace.

"Oh, god," I gasped as he started thrusting his hips.

"Fuck," He said, looking at my body as he thrusted harder.

I started mumbling incoherently as my orgasm hit me. It was long overdue and after such a long day of teasing. My nails dug into his chest when I felt him cum. He groaned, his fingers squeezing my hips tightly.

I fell on top of him, breathing heavily. My body was moving up and down as he was breathing heavily to. His hands moved onto my back and started rubbing it.

"Are you okay?" He whispered.

"Mmm hmm," I said, slowly moving my head up to look at him.

He smiled, "Good. I didn't want to go overboard with the spanking and everything."

"No, it was great. I loved it."

His smile widened, "Well, now it's time for the best part."

I smiled, "Edward it's okay we don't have to—,"

"Uh yes we do. This is part of it missy," He said as he sat up, "Let me put something on your ass so it's not so sore when you wake up tomorrow."

When I did sit on my rear, I couldn't help but wince; it was sore, and I wasn't sure what he had to help that.

He pulled a bottle of baby oil out of the grocery bag. I made a face.

"Baby oil?"

"Yeah," He chuckled, "Believe it or not it helps. Tremendously. Trust me."

"Okay," I shrugged and turned around, leaning up on my knees so he could apply the baby oil.

It was cold against my rear, but it did feel good against the inflamed skin. He applied a generous amount.

"Thanks," I said, "Alright, now are we good? Does this constitute as aftercare?"

"No this is the beginning," He said as he lifted me off the bed, "Aftercare is important. Very important. You can't have BDSM without the aftercare."

"But you have work in the morning. You'll be tired if you stay up. It's already eleven."

"Hush now, let me take care of you." He said as he kissed my forehead.

I need a man like Edward, or a man in general. Someone to keep me company. Lordy, I need a diary to confide these things to. Please leave me a review, ignore my weirdness. _