AN: Well Fran, all you had to do was ask bb! Here ya go!
DreamTeam approved...any and all other mistakes are my own!
DISCLAIMER: NO NEED TO REPEAT MYSELF...YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT I OWN!
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter One-Fourteen
BPOV
No one, but Edward and I, were privy to the kinky side our relationship. And just let me say that I loved it more and more every day. With each new experience, it awakened a deeper part of me that I had no idea even existed.
Edward and I talked and researched new things constantly. The internet was a wealth of information. We even found an online chat room that was based here in Chicago one night. They held weekly support group meetings, parties, and social get-togethers, but we still were undecided about if we would join or not. Most things we agreed on, but for those we don´t the other one will at least offer to try it once. After all, we were in this thing together.
One thing we definitely agreed on was me not calling him Daddy. That was just hitting a little too close to home. Not-to-mention it was fucking weird. I, however, did ruin my panties each time I referred to him as Sir.
Three weeks ago, I got my first spanking, and I´d been a whore ever since, sometimes going as far as getting in trouble on purpose just so Sir could turn my ass nice and red.
I´d had a few items shipped to Alice´s place so she could pack them for me. Edward was a very nosey boyfriend that was often caught going through my lingerie drawer when I wasn´t home.
The first time I caught him sniffing one of my thongs, I nearly pissed myself. Laughing so hard I cried when he looked at me with those big green puppy dog eyes and whined. "But, I was horny, and you were taking too long."
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