HS 101 Outtake BPOV
Why am I taking this class again? I couldn't help but think as I trudged myself to the auditorium in the medical building. Oh right, because my friends think it will help me 'get back on the horse' and I have a hard time saying no that's why, damn it. Ok Bella calm down, you know the psychology courses have helped with your writing, just think of this as another process to help in your writing. I can do that. I will sit in the back, be unobtrusive and take what I can from this course. That was my mantra and it worked, I took a seat in the back, set up my laptop, ignored everyone and did not give off the friendly vibe to anyone. I did a good job of getting lost in my writing when I heard us being welcomed to class. I knew that voice; it couldn't be...he couldn't be Dr. Cullen, could he. I slowly tilted my head up. Holy Fuck my Human Sexuality teacher was Master Edward; my nipples harden just thinking about him.
I had seen Master Edward around for two years but he had never noticed me. Truth be told, I didn't want anyone to notice. When I decided to try again I applied for a bartending position at La Dominante, a high end BDSM club and that is where I first saw Master Edward. He was gorgeous, tall 6'2" or 6'3", broad shoulders and a lean waist like runners or swimmers, the most unique copper colored hair, a chiseled jaw you wanted to bite and the greenest eyes, a person could get lost in those eyes. I wanted to get lost in those eyes. When I first saw him he had a sub, even though she wasn't collared. Then I had a Dom, that thought sent a shiver through me but I hadn't seen him around much lately and never with a sub so maybe the time was right...maybe.
The class was interesting and I found the journal made me think about some things I hadn't in a long time. What surprised me most was that the memories it brought weren't painful anymore, perhaps I would finally be able to move on. As I walked to class I let my mind drift to the journal I would be turning in today, I couldn't believe some of things I had told him. I explained how my friends saw me as a project to fix now that I was talking to them about Nicholas. I guess that is what I get for having psych majors for friends. They think something is wrong because I don't want to bed hop and still long for my first boyfriend. What they don't understand is that he was much more than that, we were much more. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that if he hadn't died we would still be together. I am sure Dr. Cullen will tell me I am weird. I'm not sure I could handle him thinking I am weird. I need his reassurance I'm not.
I was early for class, so I sat looking over my entries and couldn't stop the blush that formed when I read the second one. Would he pick up on the fact that I am a submissive by reading it or would he think I just liked kink. I still remember that time in the woods like it was yesterday.
We had gone out for an early dinner in his GTO, he loved that car. We had experimented a lot with sex, knowing each other our whole lives made being open and honest easy. We loved each other and I trusted him above all others, so when we started looking into bondage and came across a BDSM website both of us were intrigued. We had been talking about things for a few weeks and decided to slowly try to incorporate it into our lives. He had been picking out my clothes and giving me tasks to do, I hoped tonight we would be taking it to the next level.
He had me kneeling in front of the car, naked when he showed me the heart necklace that would serve as my collar. Both of us were nervous but we both wanted to try this too. That was the first time that, in front of our waterfall, he used my thong, tied me to the hood of his car and worked me over with his leather belt. It was soft because he wore it all the time and he was worried about hurting me but when he noticed I was so worked up my juices were running down my thighs he couldn't get out of clothes his fast enough.
He slammed into me with no warning and growled at me not to cum. We had been working on my control and found it helped if I recited poems or music and I started tapping out Debussy. God he felt so good. There was a warm breeze, the sound of the waterfall, the scent of the wildflowers and he was holding me to him as if he couldn't get close enough. When he pinched my clit and ordered me to cum is when we found out I was a squirter under the right circumstances, it was also when we realized we both wanted a D/s relationship.
I was pulled from my memory by class being called to order. As I walked forward to add my journal to the stack I felt very self conscious, had I said too much, would he think that I was saying these things to try to get to him. No, it's anonymous I reminded myself, he will never know who wrote it. As I thought back to the memory in the woods and how writing about it was the first time I had ever thought about it and smiled instead of cried I decided to use this journal to purge myself of the guilt, sadness and fear that had plagued me the last few years. Hopefully once that is done, I will be in a better place and able to move forward.
I spent the week between turning my journal in and getting it back thinking about class and the topics we had discussed, especially sensuality and sexuality. I realized how many people don't recognize one let alone both and how much I missed having someone finding both in me. It was also during this week that I was asked to do a test scene with a Dom I thought might actually mesh with me, mistake. Riley was a nice guy, a bit young at 25 for what I wanted but I had seen him at the club play with other subs and thought we may be fairly compatible. The test scene was intense. I thought he was doing it to see how much I could take, it wasn't until the scene was over and I heard him say, "I can't wait to scene longer and see how much you can really take." that I realized he thought he was going easy on me. I blanched and understood he wanted a pain slut and that was not me, no more scenes with him. He would have to look elsewhere for someone to satisfy what he desired.
I was pleasantly surprised to get my journal back and not have FREAK written across the top. I couldn't tell from his comments if he knew I was a submissive or not. Having him as my Dom would be a fantasy come true. I had started to see him more around campus, he was hard not to notice. He moved gracefully but also with purpose, I imagined how his thighs and ass would flex as me fucked me and god yes, I wanted him to fuck me. I listened in class to how others talked about their views on sex and whispered their views on him. Girls wanted to fuck him because he had a hot body and they figured he would know what he was doing given he taught human sexuality. They didn't notice the nervous way he ran his fingers through his hair when they stepped into his space or the way he would cringe a little when they blatantly offered their services to him. He was so much more than they saw.
Without thinking I pulled my journal out and was writing down my thoughts on the differences I perceived between me and them. As I thought about their Friday Night Hookups versus what I wanted my thoughts drifted back to Nicholas and what we had. We were so in tune with each other, it was amazing. I loved how the silence was always comfortable between us. How he would lightly rub a circle on my hip bone while watching television or I would lay with my head on his stomach and run my fingers over his chest and happy trail while listening to music. I missed those things, in some way I craved those things...with Edward. My problem was he never seemed to notice me.
October was coming to a close and as I left the auditorium I couldn't help but wonder if I had said too much in my journal. I blatantly admitted I was a submissive. It was in context with what we had been talking about in class but I didn't want him to think I was going to out him as a Dom. I wanted to run back, get my journal and rip those entries out of it. While it felt good to get those things off my chest as I was writing them, what would he think of me? I wrote about what I missed and loved about a scene. Would I have written that if I hadn't known he was a Dom? No I wouldn't. Would he think I was trying to get him to be my Dom? Even though I would love having him as my Dom that was not the reason behind my entries. I had even touched on it ending badly with James, ugh, could I be any more pathetic.
It was a beautiful fall afternoon and I decided to sit on the quad and attempt to study for the test we would be having this week in HS. It was on BDSM and I couldn't stop shaking my head at some of the stupid things people said in class about it. If ignorance is bliss then they must be pretty fucking happy. It was funny to hear Tanya and Lauren talk about Dr. Cullen and the things they would like him to do to them. They had no idea what Master Edward was capable of but I did. I knew he had done scenes at the club though I had never watched one. I had noticed how he was with his subs, very strict but attentive. If I was being truthful I had noticed him for close to two years, felt oddly drawn to him, being in his class had only intensified that pull and I had started to dream about him.
The dream was always the same, we were in a playroom I knew that much but I had no idea whose or where it was. I was naked, kneeling on a pillow waiting for him. He entered the room silently but my body felt him, my pussy weeped for him. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. "Good thing you are on a pillow or my dirty Isabella would be licking her juices off the floor." He pulled me to my feet and bent me over the table pulling my hands behind my back. He leaned over me without touching me but the fine hairs on my body stood up and I knew he was so close to touching me. "Your pussy is crying for me. It's like tears running down your thighs." Then he slammed into me. "Fuck yes, my naughty little vixen is always so ready for me." He felt so good and I whimpered as he started to withdraw, that earned me a slap on the ass. "No sound pet, you know the rules and now no release for Isabella." He leaned in and whispered in my ear, "this time", it took everything I had not to moan when he slammed back into me and set a fast pace.
"Too fucking long my naughty pet. Next time I am taking you with me." He moved my hands up so they were behind my head and used them to pull me back into him at the same time he thrust forward. "Missed your pussy...tight...so fucking tight still..." I felt him grow inside me and knew he was getting close, but so was I and if I came there would be hell to pay. "Love my naughty girl's pussy...milk me pet..." I had extremely good control of my Kegel muscles and used them to milk his cock. "Fuck pet...I feel you, do not fucking cum Isabella..." I was tapping out Braham's to avoid cumming when I felt him explode into me. Three weeks was to long without my Master. He pulled out and spun me around to face him.
"That whimper lost you the right to cum on my cock." I had my head down, he pulled on my hair so I looked at him. "But three weeks without watching you cum on my command is too long." He pulled on the clamp triangle. "Cum my naughty Isabella, NOW!"
That was always the point I woke up. But I would wake up cumming, hard. I wanted to do a scene so bad but I couldn't approach him, he needed to seek me out. Some subs were more than happy to approach a Dom and request a scene but I had noticed the ones that approached Master Edward were always turned away and he looked uncomfortable at their forwardness. I decided to attend the munch that was in two weeks. If I wanted him to notice me then I needed to put myself in places he would.
I literally ran into Dr. Cullen on the street one day. I don't think either of us was paying much attention and I was knocked to the ground. I took his hand to stand up and felt a shock run through my body. He looked down at me and dropped my hand causing me to fall back, then he turned and walked away. That hurt I admitted to myself and more than a little. That encounter along with him being at the munch but not approaching me had me accepting Jacob Black's request for a test scene. I had seen Master Edward many places, in public, on campus, in the classroom and at the club but seeing him at the munch and still not being noticed...well it hurt. It also made me realize I needed to get over my infatuation with him. I would give myself until the end of this semester. I would use the journal and these last few months to purge my soul. I would say goodbye to Nicholas, put to rest some of the fear James had left me with and move on guilt free. I would stand my ground with my friends about the clubbing and after the final I would bury this insane fascination I had about Edward Cullen and just...move on. Hopefully, happiness would be waiting for me at the end of the journey, if nothing else I knew I would be able to thank Dr. Cullen and the journal for helping me put some on my demons to rest.
With my newfound mission my writing took on a more personal note, in both my journal entries and creative writing courses. I had no shame in what I wrote in my journals. I wrote of the fact that Nicholas loved that I could deep throat him. He was not small and I enjoyed knowing that when I swallowed around him it made him cum, every single time. I wrote about the things I missed about being in a relationship, the closeness, the intimacy, the passion and the familiarity. I missed having someone play my body like an instrument only they knew. In truth, I missed having someone know my body at all.
That thought brought forth memories of my test scene with Jacob Black. He definitely was not a sadist like Riley, but something felt...off about the scene. He seemed tentative and almost unsure of himself. I had watched him before and he was never that way with those subs so what made me different. It took watching the video to realize why. Jacob felt something for me, more than he should. I was clear I was not looking for a romantic relationship, at least not with him but he had the same look on his face that James had before he asked for more. He has been leaving notes for me at the club asking about the second scene. He does not want to take no for an answer, no matter how many times I say it.
I debated with myself for days before I wrote about Edward in my journal. I wanted him to know how much he has and is helping and influencing me but I couldn't call him by name. I simply called him the man. Should he ever take notice of me it would be easy to figure out he is the man. I wrote about how he captured my attention and that I dream of the way his hands would feel on me, sliding over me, pinching my nipple, tangled in my hair and pulling as he cums inside me and how it would feel cupping my pussy as his fingers slide inside me. He has long fingers, very long. I wrote about how I can feel him when he enters a room and seeing him at the meeting. I wrote about how what I feel scares me because it is not returned. I wrote about wanting it to be returned.
I spent my time in class studying him and trying to learn his tells and quirks. I saw him sporadically outside of class and was sure to be polite but still nothing. I wrote about how I used to love to watch Nicholas masturbate and for the first time when I thought back the memory started with Nicholas but ended with Master Edward shooting his cum on my chest. I felt guilty, was I betraying Nicholas' memory? I avoided the places I normally saw him out of class.
I had a dream about Nicholas, different than any other. We were talking about me moving on and how he felt comfortable leaving me now because he knew Edward would take care of me. When I tried explaining that Edward hadn't even noticed me he gave me one of his patient smiles and told me not to give up, that he noticed more than I thought.
I was waiting for class to start the afternoon after my dream and the sluts were talking about how they wanted to fuck Dr. Cullen and I couldn't help myself, I gave him fair warning about how dirty they are. Not that that fact stops the guys from screwing them. I decided to lay more of my cards on the table with Master Edward, he could always put something in his comments to back me off. So I wrote about us running into each other, about how maybe he has no idea I am into the lifestyle, about how my friends are trying to get me to move on and about how I dream about him, vividly. I also asked the questions I didn't want the answer to, what happens when I don't see him as often?
Thanksgiving break came and went and I dreamed of Master Edward, tied to his cross, suspended from his ceiling, bent over his whipping bench because I had been a naughty girl and deep throating his cock, which I am sure would turn out to be huge and perfect. As much as those dreams kept me going they also had me dreading picking up my journal at the end of the next class.
I remained seated after class and waited until people were getting their journals and Tanya was trying to draw Dr. Cullen into conversation. It wasn't until I was picking up my journal that I realized he was ignoring Tanya and watching me instead. I was sure I saw him smile right as I turned around to leave, it gave me hope for the first time. I locked myself in my apartment to read over his comments. The first confused me. He sounded as if he was trying to encourage me but had no idea the man was him. The second one was generic and the hope I felt earlier was fading. The last comment put a smile on my face. Had he noticed me? Was I so busy studying him that I didn't realize he was studying me? Interesting concept.
He was right, me being a student could pose problems for him. I hadn't thought of that and right now I was his student, big problem. Was it possible he dreamed of me too? God I hoped so. He told me to hold out for what I wanted. Was that his way of telling me to wait for him? Maybe I wasn't giving him enough credit. It would be inappropriate for him to approach me, even off campus, while I was his student. But I have seen him places, including the club, for close to two years and he never noticed me. What changed? I changed. Yes I still tried to fade into the background sometimes but I was putting myself out there more in recent months. Was it my journal? Will I have the opportunity to ask him?
After the first class in December I could tell it would be an interesting end to this semester. The look on the guys faces when Jane explained how to please a woman was priceless. With classes winding down and finals gearing up I needed my life as peaceful as possible so I could do well. I loved the tips I received at Eclipse but I needed the slower pace of the club. Alastair agreed to let me switch back until the semester ended. It probably seemed weird to people that the club had a slower pace but no one went there to get drunk and they didn't drink at all if they were playing. During the week I was often able to work on a paper during my shift.
That is what I was doing when Master Edward walked in, that man had a very fine ass I thought as he walked to the table Alastair was at. I don't think he realized I saw him but I had the camera on my laptop running and facing the entrance so I would know if someone came up to the bar. They had been talking about 30 minutes and I didn't realize I had been looking at them until Mistress Bree brought me out of my musings to get her a drink. When I glanced back Alastair was handing him a manila envelope, he left soon after without ever acknowledging me.
I wrote in my journal about what we had been discussing in class, signals and picking up on them. I wrote about them as they pertained to Nicholas and I. I swear we knew each others bodies better than our own and I missed having that connection with someone. I missed having someone know me that well, in that way. Missing signals is the main reason I insisted that I be allowed to videotape my test scenes. It was easy to get caught up in what was happening and miss something important. Watching the video of Jacob and I is how I became sure of the fact that he would want much more than a D/s relationship and I didn't see myself having that with him. He took great care with his facial expressions when I could see his face but I think he forgot about the camera and when I couldn't see him, the longing on his face was evident. He appeared to be a nice guy and he had a reputation as a good Dom. Even though he was several years older than me I couldn't shake the fact that he felt too young to meet my needs and I had every intention of being selfish this time around, I would wait until I got exactly what I wanted in a Dom. Rushing things backfired on me last time.
I wrote in my journal about the man, Edward. If he had figured out it was him and didn't want anything with me I needed him to know that was ok. Ultimately I was grateful because he had given me the chance to say goodbye and move on and I wanted to thank him for that, even if that was all I ever got from him. It was a fine line to balance and I wasn't convinced I was doing it well.
The last two journal entries were difficult to write, my limited contact with Dr. Cullen was ending but I dreamt of him nightly and each night they became more explicit and I had not thought that was possible. Part of me wanted to write, you're a Dom and I'm sub so lets scene, but that would be highly inappropriate especially in a vanilla setting like the university. I ending up writing about the one time I was with a woman, which seemed to shock him in class and the fact that I had done test scenes with two Dom's. That would let him know I was looking. I wrote about how I wanted to thank the man for helping me to let go and hopefully move on. I wanted to tell him he was the man but couldn't find the courage. The last class came and went and I turned in my journal. I studied for finals and prayed that when I picked up my journal for the final there would be something in there acknowledging that he knew he was the man I spoke of.
Dr. Cullen's was my last final, as I took a seat I was surprised neither he nor the journals were here, his TA was handing out the tests. I knew the second he walked into the auditorium. I didn't need to look up, I could feel him in the room. As I looked over my test for the third time I knew it was now or never. I quickly wrote thank you on the bottom of the paper and went to turn it in. He didn't look at it or me, I picked up my journal looking up at him and smiled, he nodded back and I left. I forced myself not to look at my journal until I returned to the apartment. He has to know he is the man, I kept telling myself, there will be something in here acknowledging that fact.
His first comment was...promising...but vague, that was no help. I quickly searched for his second comment. He must know it is him. He told me to wait and implied he would agree to the conditions. There should be one more comment, please be specific I thought as I turned to it. He looked forward to reading my journal, he is searching for something more also. OH. MY. GOD. He wants to do a test scene. On the 27th. When the club is closed. More private. He agrees to my conditions, wait when did he find out my conditions? Alastair is holding out on me.
I went to the club the next day to find out my schedule and talk to Alastair. He admitted Master Edward asked for my packet the night I saw him here. Alastair asked me if I would mind working at Eclipse over break because he expected it be busy. I agreed but I hated that club, the customers treated the bartenders badly and the men thought it was ok to hit on every woman that worked there. The tips were great though and that is why I agreed. On my last night working before leaving to visit Charlie for Christmas Alastair gave me note from Master Edward regarding our scene. I was giddy as I opened it and read his instructions.
Deep blue panty set, not a problem I had several that I liked how I looked in them. Butt plug, vibrator and nipple clamps...hmmm. Master Edward was in for a surprise. He was bringing his favorite toys also. I couldn't wait to see what they were. I would have to make sure to return to Seattle in time to go to the spa. I was going to have every inch of me buffed, waxed and polished just for Master Edward. It had been very difficult while taking his class to think of him as Dr. Cullen and I tried to call him that even in my thoughts but Master Edward was the one that still ruled my dreams. Even more so now that I knew he hoped we could have something more too.
Christmas in Forks was, Christmas in Forks...boring. Charlie and I get along but neither of us is the talkative type. We spent Christmas Day on the reservation with the Clearwater's and some of Charlie's other friends including Billy Black. I had forgotten about him and his family until I saw a picture on his mantle. A picture of his family, including his son Jacob, I hoped this wouldn't prove to be a problem. I never met Jacob when I lived in Forks. He had already graduated college by the time I moved to live with Charlie and for those first few Christmas' it was just Charlie and I, reconnecting. He was as shocked to see me as I was to see that picture when he walked in. Everything was fine and going smoothly until he mentioned living in Seattle and Charlie told him that I was going to school in Seattle and the two of us should get together. I could have strangled Charlie but Jacob was eager to agree, too eager. I tried to shrug it off but Charlie wouldn't let it go until I agreed to take his number. Jacob looked smug but I was pissed, I didn't want him I wanted Edward.
I drove back to Seattle on the 26th. The dreams of Edward and I were there every night. I knew the test scene tomorrow would tell me everything I wanted to know. We were either compatible or not but I was sure the one scene was all it would take to find out. With that in mind I wrote three notes. The first ended it all saying I didn't want another scene, the second granted the second scene and the third offered to skip right to the last trial scene. I couldn't imagine using the first two put I didn't want to jinx things by not writing them. I dropped them off with Alastair that night, I would call him and let him know which to give Edward after the scene.
By the time I left for the spa the next morning I was a nervous wreck, I wanted things to go well between us. I wanted it badly, I wanted him badly. I arrived at the club at 3:55 took a moment to put my hair in the ponytail he requested and called out to Alastair I had arrived. As I walked across the club I could feel him, he was close and he was watching me. I made sure to open the door exactly at 4 as instructed and walked in the room. The lighting was low, I walked to the table and placed my items on it next to his paddle, riding crop and flogger. I touched the strand of his flogger, deerskin...mmmm, I got wet just thinking of having it used on me by Master Edward. I undressed and folded my clothes placing them on the table and assumed my position on the kneeling pillow he provided, it was blue.
I heard and felt him enter the room. I wanted to look at him but did not want to get punished first thing. As jasmine floated into the air I realized he must be lighting the candles I saw and then I heard the music as he ran his fingers through my hair tugging lightly.
"Stand Isabella." I stood and clasped my hands behind my bowed head. I could feel his body heat and he ghosted his fingers down the sides of my body touching me lightly and I could feel the goose bumps and fine body hair stand on end. I think he was talking to me but I was focused on how my body reacted to him.
"Look at me Isabella." I tilted my head up until I was looking at him and the desire I saw in his eyes caused me to drip in my panties. "We will be using the green-yellow-red safe word system. You are to answer any direct question verbally but otherwise you are to remain silent. Except for your noises, I want to hear how much you enjoy the pleasure I bring you. Understand?" He asked.
"Yes Sir" I answered on a moan.
"Remove your bra Isabella." He stepped closer and placed his hands on my hips pulling me back to him. He cupped my breast, feeling the weight of it before tugging gently, to start, on my nipple ring as he ran just the tip of his tongue up the back of my neck. "You are a siren my pet." He said and attached the first clip to my nipple ring and moved to cup my other breast. "Your call is drawing me in. Where are you leading me to siren?" It was a rhetorical question and I stayed silent. He moved and sucked my nipple into his mouth and I moaned as he bit down, then hissed as he attached the clip and tugged on the chain.
"You have a fine ass my pet. Lose the panties and stand facing the cross." He said and swatted my ass. I yelped and moved into position. "Open" he said as he held the flogger up and placed the handle in my mouth. "Do not drop that while I strap you in. If you drop it you will receive punishment not pleasure." He secured my ankles and ran his hands up my legs finding the inside of my thighs sticky with my juices. "I think my pet is excited. You are so wet. Are you trying to drown me in your juices siren?" He rubbed my cheeks and moved up to secure my arms. He took the flogger from my mouth and shook it out. I couldn't wait for him to use it on me.
"What color are we Isabella?"
"Green Sir"
"Look in the mirrors my pet. Watch as I tint your gorgeous pale skin pink." He brought the flogger down on my right thigh. "Feel how it wraps around your thigh like a caress." It did feel like a caress and I had missed that feeling. I was straining at the cuffs with a light sheen of sweat coating my skin and was sure I sounded like a needy bitch but I didn't want it to stop. I loved the way he was making me feel. I watched him in the mirrors and even though he still had his pants on it was obvious this was affecting him as much as it was me, if the bulge in his jeans was any indication Master Edward was very well endowed. He set the flogger down and picked up the butt plug and lubed it good before returning to the cross. .
"What color are we my pet?"
"Green Sir." He slowly pushed one finger in my ass. "Mmmmm" I said because it felt wonderful to feel him against me.
"So responsive." He said as he eased in a second finger and I started rocking my hips. He grabbed my pony tail and pulled my head back to lick my neck then he whispered. "I hope I get to have you in my playroom Isabella. I want to take such good care of you my pet." He removed his fingers and I whimpered as he slowly inserted the lubed plug. "Things I have dreamed of doing to you in there my naughty pet should be illegal and we could have such fun." I shuddered and moaned loudly from the lust I heard in his voice. He cupped my breasts before pulling on the chain between them and gliding his hand down my stomach as he worked the plug in and out. He went to circle my clit and I couldn't wait to see his reaction to my jewelry I don't think he noticed yet. "Fuck Isabella is your clit pierced too?"
"Yes Sir" I groaned as he pulled on the ring. He released me from the cross and helped me on the table, spread my knees wide and got a good look at my piercing. "God I would love to taste your pussy." I stiffened, that was not allowed and he knew it.
"Yel..." was all I got out.
"Wait Isabella." He moved to stand by my head. "I understand that is off limits for now. I did not mean to say that out loud. It is true I would love to taste your pussy but I am willing to wait." I nodded my head and relaxed a little. He realized he had freaked me out a little and talked to me about it. I knew he would be a good Dom. "What color are we my pet?"
I didn't hesitate. "Green Sir." He moved a chair from the wall closer to the table and picked up my vibrator.
"Our time is almost up and for this next part I want you very vocal." I nodded and he placed the wedge on the table. "I want to see you cum Isabella. Use the vibrator or your fingers but make yourself cum and not before I do unless I command it. Understand?"
"Yes Sir." I adjusted the wedge and ran my fingers over my pussy. Master Edward sat in the chair and unbuttoned his jeans. I thought I would swallow my tongue when I saw his Apadravya. I would love to wrap my tongue around that.
"Fuckkkk" I moaned as I pulled on my clit ring and slid two fingers in my pussy. He used the pre-cum and started stroking his cock. Fuck he was big. I wanted him filling me not my fingers. He was definitely getting envelope #3.
"Damn you look good my pet. I bet you are hot and tight." He said as he picked up his pace stroking himself and I added another finger and rubbed my clit faster.
"So good." I said working my fingers faster. "Big cock...sooo close..." I whimpered. I was ready to blow and trying to hold off until he came first..
"FUCK Isabella...cum now...aaaahhhhh..." He said and I watched him cum all over his chest.
"YES Siiiirrrrrrr" I yelled as I pulled on my clit ring and felt myself cum all over the table.
"Fuck you are the most thing beautiful thing I have ever seen my pet." He walked over to the table as I removed my fingers and grabbed my hand sucking my juices off of them. "Mmmm I knew you would taste divine. I really hope you give me the chance to taste you straight from the source." He said and it looked as if he was reaching for a towel. I couldn't allow that, I wanted his cum.
"May I help you clean up Sir?" He nodded so I hopped down from the table to squat in front of him and I licked the cum from his chest as I stood. I heard the growl in his chest and felt myself smile as I watched his cock twitch. When I was standing he gently cupped my face and kissed my forehead.
"Thank you for your submission Isabella it is a gift I will truly cherish always. I'll go wait in Alastair's office then come in and collect my things. I do hope to hear from you my pet." He smiled and kissed my cheek before leaving the room.
Wow! I thought as I cleaned the room and gathered my things as well as Master Edward's and returned them to the appropriate bags. I wanted Master Edward to be proud of me, I wanted him to want me. During the scene I was caught up in what was happening. He made me feel things I hadn't felt in over five years if ever. I couldn't believe how wet I had gotten just from his voice and the look on his face as he watched me cum. I would have to watch the video to be sure but he looked as if he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. Definitely note #3.
I finished cleaning the room and toys. I placed Master Edward's bag on the table and called Alastair telling him I was leaving and would be at Eclipse tonight. I also asked him to wait until Edward was leaving to give him the note with the #3 on it. He chuckled but agreed.
Isn't it funny how one incident can wipe out all the happiness from a day? I left the club on an emotional high that lasted me until I left for work. It took exactly 2 hours for work to kill my good mood. I went home watched the video of my scene with Master Edward and it was even better the second time around. We were so in tune with each other, I know we can be very happy together. Even the uptight assholes at Eclipse couldn't kill my buzz, until I heard three women talking at the bar.
"You are right Rose, he is yummy?" said the dirty blonde.
"Yes, he is Kate. If I wasn't married to his brother I would be all over that. You two are meant for each other, I know you can bring him out of his shell." The woman I assume is Rose said.
"He...very open to anything. I have done everything... actually palmed his cock." Kate whined.
"Don't give up" said the short black haired woman, "He is happier tonight than I have seen him in a really long time. Maybe he is just playing..." The music was loud and it was hard to hear the entire conversation.
"...Edward is so..." Kate said. Wait Edward. I looked at where they were looking and saw Master Edward. He was here with this Kate woman? I tuned back in to their conversation. "It has been months. He is worth the wait..."
"...just a little longer, right Alice?" Rose said to the short woman.
"Right, I'll have Jasper talk to him. Don't give up on him yet." Alice said and they left the bar area to return to their table. What the fuck? Is Edward dating her? Just like that good mood gone.
When I got home there was an e-mail from Master Edward about the second scene, January 2 7 in the private VIP room. I thought back to what I overheard at Eclipse, which honestly wasn't much and definitely not enough to keep me away from him. I sent an e-mail back accepting his scene and attached the amended contract before climbing into bed.
I had almost pushed the conversation out of my mind until I had brunch with some friends' New Years Eve. Kate was at a table close to us with Tanya Denali and I noticed they kind of looked alike. Are they related? Tanya saw us as they were leaving and made a big production of saying how Kate was dating Dr. Cullen and how weird was that? They were going to a party at his parents tonight. Kate looked slightly uncomfortable and I wasn't sure if it was from Tanya's boasting or the fact that we knew Dr. Cullen too. What ever it was I wasn't sure I believed her. I was keeping that appointment with Master Edward I was sure of that. I wasn't sure how to approach the subject of Kate with him.
When I arrived at the club not many people took notice. I stopped and talked to a group of subs before making my way to the private room. I noticed the surprised looks on several faces when I entered the private playroom, especially Jacob Black. He did not look happy at all. I had already informed him there would be no second scene but he didn't look as if he would give up that easily. I entered the room and placed my items on the table before setting up the camera, disrobing and kneeling on the blue pillow. I waited for Master Edward.
"You are beautiful my pet. I have been thinking about this since the last time we played." He said and I remained quite but his voice already had me tingling.
"Stand" he ordered. "Do not speak. Do you remember your safe words?" I nodded. "Do you have any questions or concerns before we start?" I shook my head. "Did you bring the items I asked?" Again I nodded. "Undress then get on the table Isabella. I am going to tie you down and eat your pussy like I wanted to last time." I moaned at his words, I had dreamt about this for a week.
He cuffed my hands to the top of the table and moved me so my arms extended above my head. I watched him pick up the bondage rope and spread me wide open so my knees were almost touching the table and then secured me with the rope. He walked away and I couldn't see what he was doing but I soon felt the riding crop lightly slap the inside of my thigh. "You smell divine my pet." I rocked my hips, his nose was running along my pussy. "And so eager, we have hours pet and I plan on using them well." He used the crop to swat my nipple rings as he walked around the table. "What to do with you first?" He attached the clamps I brought and pulled the chain as he tapped the riding crop against my lower lips. He was driving me crazy with the different sensations and behind it all was the hum on my skin that was always there when we were in the same room. "So needy." He said and he teased my clit before attaching the clamp.
"I have set an alarm on my cell phone pet. Under no circumstances are you to cum before it goes off, understand?" I nodded. "If you do you will find yourself tied to the whipping bench and I will paddle your ass until it is red and you can't sit." His voice had gotten deeper and very stern, I was dripping on the table. I nodded and felt him spread my lips right before the flat of his tongue licked from the bottom to the top of my slit. I desperately tried to push against it but he had done an excellent job of tying me down. He drove his hard tongue into me as far as possible and I was praying he hadn't set that alarm for more than a few minutes because I was ready to cum now. He was skimming his hands up my body and I felt a sharp tug on the chain attached to my nipple rings. I couldn't help myself I tried working my hips against him again for more friction. I felt him lightly nip the inside of my thigh causing me to yelp. "Stop that naughty pet before I stop altogether." I'm sure I whined because he pinched my nipples and plunged back into my pussy making sure his nose hit my clit ring continuously. It felt amazing and I knew I was desperately trying to fight off cumming. When my legs started shaking I began tapping out the children's song 'This Old Man' on my fingers to hold it off. I heard a small ping and he drove his tongue into me hard and started licking my walls just as the chorus of Pour Some Sugar on Me started playing.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I came violently and Master Edward sucked up my juices and ran his hands up and down my body. Once I regained my breath he untied my knees and ankles, moving me up the table to stretch out and he rubbed the balm into my hips and legs. I had never done a scene with a Dom that administered aftercare in stages like Master Edward and I had to admit it made me feel very cared for.
"You did very well Isabella. I am very proud of you." He released my wrists, placing my arms by me side. As he rubbed my shoulders and arms. "I knew you would taste delicious, soooo worth the wait." He whispered in my ear. "Hop off the table I want to make sure you are okay. I want you to answer direct questions for now. Do you feel any tightness or pulling?"
"No Sir."
"Take a few steps. How do your hips feel?"
"Fine Sir, I feel good." And I did feel good.
"What color are we?"
"Green Sir."
He walked passed me but since I wasn't facing the mirrors I couldn't see what he was doing. "You have left me with a problem Isabella. I wonder if you can help with it or not?" I remained quiet, he had not asked me a direct question. "Come to me pet, kneel with your back to me and put your hands behind your back." My eyes widen when I turned. Master Edward was sitting naked in the chair. I assumed the position and when he reached for the black silk ties I felt my nipples harden more. I wasn't a pain slut but I did love bondage and I could tell from the few things he had done so far Master Edward was an expert. Once he secured my arms he helped me lean forward until my forehead was touching the floor. I felt him move to kneel at my head and I jumped when he slapped my ass.
"I love seeing your ass turn pink." He spanked my other cheek and I moaned. "It sounds as if my pet likes being spanked." He spanked each of my cheeks two more times and my pussy too. I was soaking wet. I turned my head at the sound of lube and his cock was rubbing against my neck. I felt him place his lubed fingers between my cheeks and slowly started working my ass to accept the anal beads. "What color are we my pet?"
"Green Sir" I said and couldn't stop my soft moan, I loved ass play even more than bondage. I had a strong feeling I would love whatever Master Edward chose to do with me. He pushed in two more beads and spanked each cheek again.
"It pleases me that you enjoy ass play so much pet. I really like your ass." He said biting my ass. "Not today but soon I am going to take you in the ass pet." I couldn't wait. "Would you like me to do that?"
"Yesss Sir" I moaned as he pushed in the last two beads. He maneuvered me so I was kneeling facing the chair then sat down.
"Look at what you have done to me Isabella." I raised my eyes and licked my lips. He had a beautiful cock. "You caused this problem with your tasty pussy. So tight against my tongue, I can't wait to fuck you, to see my cock sliding in and out of you. But for now you will take care of this problem. Make me cum pet and do it quickly." I rubbed my thighs together, his dirty mouth was making me drip. I couldn't wait for him to fuck me either.
I leaned forward and engulfed him in my mouth. I wanted to make him proud. I relaxed my throat muscles and slid him all the way in, the response was worth it, he jumped. "Fuck pet, you have a hot little mouth." I pulled back on him sucking the entire time until just his tip was in my mouth. He tapped my pussy twice before hissing and I moaned as I slid down his shaft quickly until I hit his pubic bone. Fuck he was big. He was tapping that crop on my pussy and I began moving on him at the same pace, as he tapped faster I moved faster and I was dripping all over the floor. For the first time ever I began to wonder if I would cum from giving him head. "Get ready Isabella, I am fucking your mouth." That was all he said as he fisted my hair and started thrusting into my mouth. I felt his cock twitch and knew he was close to letting go. "Damn, I'm cumming pet." As he thrust in I intentionally swallowed around him and held my throat muscles in that position making my throat very small. "Fuck Isabella! Ughhhhhh! Take every last drop pet." He ordered, as if I would do anything else. I licked him clean when he was done before releasing him from my mouth.
"God I love your mouth Isabella." He said and helped me stand, rubbing my shoulders but didn't release them. He walked me over to the table and I bent over with my head turned to the side, facing the mirrors. He tugged on the beads and ran his hands over my ass before giving each cheek a quick spank. I moaned and felt him run his fingers through my folds.
"You are such a naughty pet, sucking my cock so good. I am going to give you a reward for it." He pushed two fingers in and I whimpered. I wanted his cock damn it. "Watch what I do to you in the mirrors pet. I want to watch you cum. I want you vocal Isabella. I want to hear what you feel." He flicked my clit before removing his fingers and pushing the frozen dildo in. Fuck that is cold and I opened my mouth to scream but all that came out was a low moan. I watched him intently in the mirrors as he moved that dildo in and out. My legs were shaking and I was so fucking close to cumming. I needed my release.
"Yes, feels so good." I moaned. He was rocking the clamp chain every time he pushed it back in. I started tapping my fingers again in an effort to hold off my orgasm. He pulled out one of the anal beads and it was time to start begging. I did not want to fail. "Aaaahhhhh. May I cum Sir?"
"Not yet, my naughty pet." He began rubbing his cock across my ass. "Feel what you do to me Isabella." He tugged the clamp chain harder.
"Please, please Sir, need to cum...badly."
"Not yet, naughty Isabella." He said and pushed one of the anal beads back in.
"Shit! I need to cum Sir please!" He moved the dildo so it was barely in me and slowly started spinning it as he softly massaged the clit clamp against me. "Please, please, please, please...need to cum...please, please..." I was chanting. He pulled me up to his chest.
"Cum Isabella, now! Cum for me!" He ordered and I immediately released and threw my head onto his shoulder. I was glad he was holding me or I would have fallen to the floor. I felt him push the dildo all the way in, remove the clit clamp, pinch my clit and all I could think was, what the fuck as I felt myself being thrown into another orgasm as he held me tighter. "Again pet, cum again." I heard him say and he lifted me onto the table after I stopped shaking. I felt weightless as he worked the balm in. My mind had checked out and I was running on sensations and emotion. I hadn't even realized when he released my bindings.
The things this man did to me and the way he touched me. Master Edward touched me as if I was very precious to him. When I opened my eyes the way he was looking at me made me believe that there could be much more between us. He removed the clamps attached to my nipple rings and gently suckled each one to help remove the sting. He withdrew the dildo and I moaned as he pulled it out. "What color are we Isabella?"
"Green Sir"
"Stand up next to the table pet, roll your shoulders and make sure."
"Green Sir" He walked up behind me and laid his open palm against my stomach as he pushed the last anal bead back in.
"Go get comfortable in the sex swing naughty pet." He said with a slap to my ass. He made sure I was secure in the swing and I watched with anticipation as he shook out the flogger. "We have less than an hour left Isabella. I am going to turn your fine ass and thighs pink with my suede flogger then I am going to fuck you senseless before we are done." I moaned and let my head fell back. Finally, I was shouting inside.
He brought the first stroke down on my chest and ran the flogger down my body until it passed over my slick pussy. I sucked in a breath and bit my lip to keep from crying out. He worked me over as the strokes landed on my thighs, ass and chest. It was a delicious feeling. He adjusted the swing into a more sitting position and turned it to face the mirrors.
"Look in the mirror pet. Watch what I can do to your body." I watched as he brought the flogger down on my stomach and thighs. "Look at how it wraps around you, almost in a caress." I watched and anticipated the next stroke. "Damn you are a sight to see Isabella." He stepped in between my legs and I knew I was going to get fucked. "What color are we?"
"Green Sir" I whimpered as he slammed into me.
"Fucking cum naughty pet, cum all over my cock."
"Uuugggghhhhhhh" I yelled out as I exploded and he pulled one of the anal beads out.
"I want you loud Isabella. I want to hear how you feel, do not hold back." He started thrusting hard. "Fuck you are tight pet and so hot." He pulled another bead out and I was trying to meet his thrusts. "You like my cock pet?" He asked and used the movement of the swing to get deeper. God he felt so good.
"Yes Sir!" I yelled out on a very deep thrust. "Love your cock. So big...thick...ugh...so good." He changed the angle and his piercing hit my sweet spot. I clamped down on him and needed to cum again. I would not be able to hold this long, not with his fucking barbell rubbing inside me. "Fuck, need to cum Sir...please?"
"No" He was close, I was sure of it.
"Please, please, please...need to, need to...please?" I begged and squeezed his cock together.
"No!" He said with more force and he wrapped his arms around me and began to thrust through it without pulling out. "Cum now Isabella" He ordered and pulled the beads out quickly.
"Not yet, not yet, not yet..." I had been chanting to hold off cumming. When I heard that command I let go and clamped down on him, my muscles working at an insane rate like a milking machine and yelled. "Fuck yes!"
"Son of a bitch" I heard him shout. "Magic fucking pussy" he mumbled and I realized he was either still cumming or had multiple orgasms. I slumped in the swing. That was great - fucking great. I was hot, sweaty, boneless and had never felt better in my life. I felt Master Edward lift me out of the swing and stumbled back to the loveseat against the wall. I was straddling him and he ran his hands up my back and sides, resting his head on my shoulder.
"Mmmm, thank you so much Isabella. You are divine." Master Edward said and I turned my head to look at him. The look he had on his face took my breath away. I wanted to see that look for a long time.
"Thank you Sir. That was...wonderful."
"How are you feeling? Any strains or pulls I need to take care of for you?"
"No Sir, I feel great, a little achy, but in a very good way." He chuckled.
"Let's get dressed and then I would like to talk to you briefly before leaving the room."
"Ok Sir" I said and once dressed we sat on the love seat again.
"I would like for us to be Edward and Bella now." I nodded to let him know I understood. "I do still expect you to be respectful though." He pulled paperwork out of his duffle bag. "I brought this with me hoping that tonight would go well. I think it went very well."
"I think so too." I said and could feel the blush that covered my cheeks.
"I want to give this to you. I know you don't want to discuss the scene or anything right now and I respect that but I want you to leave here knowing my intentions. I want you to be my submissive Bella. This packet explains exactly what that would mean, I want you to take it and look over everything then contact me when you want to discuss it. I think, no, I know we could have something very special. I want it Bella, I want it with you." He spoke with such conviction it almost scared me but I wanted that packet.
"I think we could too Edward and while it scares me it also excites me." I told him what I was thinking first, now I needed to express my fear of what I thought would be our biggest obstacle. "I don't want to cause problems for you at the university."
"As long as you are not my student everything should be fine." I felt better but I would need to explain that I was taking more psych classes with different professors. I would see him on his end of campus. Now to address the issue that bothers me the most. I could not get the conversation I overheard out of my mind and sharing was definitely a deal breaker.
"And you need to know up front that I won't share, ever. Even if all we have is a D/s relationship I won't stand by while you have a vanilla one with someone else." He looked confused. I needed to move in order to finish getting this out so I started cleaning up the room before speaking again. "I will look over the packet and be in touch with you. I don't think we should discuss this now but to explain my statement. Remember me telling Alastair I would be in for my shift on the 27th?" He nodded. "What I don't think you know is that I worked Eclipse that night, not here." His eyes widen and I had no idea what to think.
"Bella it isn't what you..." I raised my hands to stop him from continuing.
"I really don't want to talk about this now but I couldn't leave here in good conscience without telling you." He walked over and hugged me before speaking.
"It isn't what you think Bella and I will explain everything to you when we talk." I nodded and he leaned down to kiss me. "I have wanted to do that for months." I giggled at his statement. "Your submission is a gift I shall always cherish Isabella. Finish up in here and just leave my duffle at the bar." I nodded again. "I look forward to hearing from you soon." He leaned in and kissed my forehead.
"Yes Sir" I answered and he walked out of the room.
I quickly cleaned the room, putting both of our bags back in order before leaving. I noticed the angry glares I received from subs as I was leaving the club. I also noticed the looks Jacob Black was giving Edward. I hoped he wouldn't be a problem. But none of that was enough to bring down my good mood. I didn't even need to watch the video to know, barring Edward being a closet axe murder I was going to be his submissive.
A/N: Sorry for the delay - I wrote this for The Twinklings Fuck Me Friday's so it couldn't be posted until a week after it posted on their website. I wanted to post this before we get too far into the meat Edward's and Bella's playtime. I still don't know if or how often the POV's will alternate but Bella will be journaling to get her thoughts out there regardless.
Thanks for sticking with me - the next update will be quicker. Thanks for reading and please review.
I have been trying to post this chapter since Saturday the 19th - it is now Thursday the 24th and I still can't post it - frustrating!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or it's characters.