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AN: I apologize for my long absence from the story. After I finished my Fandom4Preemies piece, I was emotionally drained. I not only finished that, but had to busy myself with work and the March of Dimes walk as well. It took me a while to just get back in the groove of writing. That said, I am proud to announce that this chapter is twice the size of my regular chapter, this is my "I'm Sorry, and Thank you" for your patience.
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The weekend was fairly uneventful with the exception of Seth finally bringing Bree around to meet the family. She was a wonderful, quiet young lady. The other thing that caught Bella's attention was the way Charlie kept looking over at her; it looked like he was trying to look for something, which she couldn't figure out.
When she arrived to work on Monday, Edward summoned her to his office right away.
"Isabella, there are some supplies that I will need for us in the office, but I have a very important meeting tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to go get them. I've asked my good friend Emmett to come by and take you instead for me."
"You don't need to do that, Mr. Cullen. I could just grab the office supply book and order what you need for delivery," Bella explained.
"No, Isabella. The things I need cannot be found in your supplies book. They need to be specially fitted and ordered."
Edward knew that Isabella had no idea that posture bars were adjustable, and used her innocence on the matter to his advantage in order to get her of the office.
Understanding dawned on Bella causing her to quietly moan. She was excited of the prospect of going to retrieve whatever it was that he wanted, but on the other hand she was apprehensive that she'd be going without him.
"Emmett is a very good friend of mine and a fellow Dom; he will be coming with his wife and submissive, so you don't feel uncomfortable you won't be alone with him. You would do well listening to what they might share with you about the lifestyle. Rosalie will be more than willing and able to answer any questions you have and are not comfortable asking me about. You are also to address Emmett with the respect he deserves. Remember you are representing me when you are out tomorrow. I do not want to hear that you've made a mockery of me. Do I make myself clear?" Edward's tone changed to that of a full on Dom by the time he'd finished his instructions.
Bella instinctively lowered her gaze to the floor.
"Yes, Sir," Her voice was almost a whisper.
Pushing her reaction slightly Edward asked, "What was that, Isabella?"
"Yes, Sir. Understood," she answered in a louder voice.
Bella was getting ready to walk out the door when Edward got up and stopped her.
"Oh, and Isabella?" He ran his fingers down her arm and then over her ass, giving it one light pat. "Please pick out something for yourself. Something for your pleasure."
Bella was surprised by both his comment and the swat on her rear. The combination of the two set her hormones wild.
As soon as Isabella walked through the door, Edward turned toward his bathroom. Bella's small noises caused an instant erection. The way she dressed now compared to how she used to dress when she first came to work for him didn't help the situation. Edward couldn't help but notice that as Bella's confidence grew, her sense of fashion evolved as well. She didn't show too much skin, but she'd begun wearing clothes that fit her properly and compliment her attributes well.
She was sexy without even trying.
The fact that he was starting to grow feelings for Bella wasn't lost on him either. He thought of her often when they were apart. He found himself wondering if she'd eaten dinner every time he sat to eat his own. He also found himself picturing her tied up at his will and mercy in his playroom, but the difference between previous visions and the new ones were the he didn't feel disconnected from it like before. Isabella has the power to break down his walls without even trying.
That line of thinking wasn't helping his situation, so he spent some time focusing on what was required of him that day before returning to his office and getting to it.
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Bella sat at her desk with anticipation swirling in her belly. She was anxious to see what Edward was purchasing for them, but nervous to meet another Dom. She sure as hell didn't want to disappoint Edward by saying the wrong thing or inadvertently disrespecting anyone.
Bella didn't have any more time dwell on her thoughts, however, before a very large, broad- shouldered and muscular man walked into the office.
"Isabella?" he inquired.
Bella just nodded her head in response, too scared to say anything.
"I'm Emmett McCarthy and I will be your escort for the day. My wife should be in momentarily. She thought it'd be funny to get mouthy in the car, so I have her searching for a ball gag in the trunk."
Bella paled slightly, more afraid than ever to say something wrong or out of line. She didn't want to end up gagged as well.
"Relax, Isabella. My Rosalie love to push. She seems to get a kick out of seeing how far she can get before I punish her. Besides, I secretly think she enjoys punishment."
Just then, the same beautiful, leggy blonde Bella had seen coming out of the office a few weeks back entered behind Emmett. Bella watched in awe as the woman, whom she took to be Rosalie, silently handed Emmett the small red ball gag and turned her back to him so he could tie it behind her head.
"Before I put this on you, I want you to greet Isabella," Emmett commanded. He used that the same tone that always made Bella's lower half quake.
"Hello Isabella, I am Rosalie McCarthy. I apologize that I will not be able to speak with you as much as I would've liked."
Rosalie winked at Bella with a small smirk on her face just as she finished her greeting. Then, she obediently opened her mouth and bit down on the red ball while Emmett secured it.
Once he was done, he turned back to Bella and smiled. "Come, let's get going. It is a bit of a drive to Abeee's. Besides, I would also like to take you ladies to lunch and then, Isabella, I would like you to see our home. Would you like to see us display a scene?"
Bella bit her lip nervously, but quickly agreed. She was eager to see a full scene in person.
The drive to Abeee's was about an hour long and in that time Bella found out that Emmett, despite being a no-nonsense Dom, was actually a bit of a prankster. He was so jovial and fun to talk to that Bella forgot she was dealing with a Dom at times. The only reminder that she was, was the fact that Rosalie still sat in front of her with a ball gag in her pretty mouth. Emmett explained that once they arrived at their destination he would go ahead and remove it.
As soon as they arrived Emmett did as he'd promised, then instructed Rosalie to help Isabella find something for her own pleasure while he spoke with the owner, Dommenick. Rosalie took that opportunity to speak with Bella and really get to know her. She liked the freshness, and innocence that came with helping someone that didn't know about the lifestyle. She told Bella the story about how she first learned about the lifestyle, as well as how she and Emmett fell in love.
"I was outraged at first. Imagine you find out that the woman your twin brother married liked to hit him for her own sexual pleasure?" Rose shook her head at her initial perception of the lifestyle. "But then Emmett took the time to explain it properly. He told me that it wasn't it wasn't about hitting. It wasn't about inflicting lasting pain meant to degrade, debase or injure. He showed me that it could, in the right circumstances, increase desire rather than for pleasure, and prolong the pleasure. After seeing for myself, I was hooked and wanted to become his submissive. Less than six months later we were so in love with each other that the only solution that we could think of was to get married. We've been happily together for the last six years."
"Wow, that is amazing."
Rose asked. "What about you?"
"I am very happy that Mr. Cullen introduced me to the lifestyle but I have to confess I'm scared of what will happen when he tires of me. I'm sure that he won't want to stay with me forever. He will eventually want to have a girlfriend or a wife. What will become of me when that happens?" Bella took the opportunity that she was with someone that didn't make her nervous to voice one of her fears about getting more involved in the relationship.
"Bella, believe me when I tell you that I don't think that will happen, but if it does there are lots of people in the community. You can meet another Dom that will be more than happy to take on an experienced submissive."
"I hope so," Bella whispered so only she could here.
"Isabella, Dommenick needs you for a moment if you could follow me," Emmett said, interrupting the girls' conversation.
Bella followed after him quickly.
It took some time for Bella to recoup from the initial shock of the place she was in. The front part of the store looked like a typical adult toy store, but the back was like nothing Bella had ever seen. Rosalie identified each of the different contraptions that were available, as well as what the purpose of each was. The floggers and crops were available in so many textures and colors that Bella couldn't begin to wrap her mind around what they were used for or why they were each so different.
She was then introduced to the owner and manager of the establishment who reminded her a lot of a short Vin Diesel making her think that his name was appropriate reminding her of the Fast and Furious movies she'd watched with her dad.
"So, your Cullen's new submissive. Well, it is a pleasure to meet you miss," Dommenick shook her hand politely.
"Thank you, sir. It is nice to meet you as well." Bella's voice was just above a whisper showing how nervous she was all of a sudden. She never was one to be comfortable meeting new people.
"Come, let's get this posture bar adjusted to you so that you may be on your way," Dommenick said correctly interpreting her nervousness.
Bella was a bit surprised that she was so transparent. Then again, she'd learned on the ride over that a good Dom is able to pick up on the subtle body changes and it explained why he figured it out.
Dommenick had her turn and give him her back then he gently pulled both her arms behind her, locking them with leather cuffs. Bella was trying to figure out what the sound of metal sliding was until she felt his hands wrapping around her neck. She found herself enjoying the feel of the soft leather collar against her skin.
"I think that is just the right distance to keep her arms fully extended behind her back without pulling too much on the front of the collar. What do you think, Emmett?"
"What I think, is that she is going to have Edward jizzing on himself when he sees her like that. I mean no disrespect, Isabella, but you look sexy as hell like that." Emmett adjusted himself then pulled Rosalie by her ponytail to him so that he could indulge in a passionate kiss. "You know what, Dommenick? Let me get a Yoke while I'm here. I just got an idea for when I get Rosie home."
Bella was able to see the way that Rosalie's body shivered and the smile that spread across her face at the mention of what was to come. She liked knowing that Rosalie's body reacted the same as hers did with the mention of play.
Dommenick removed the posture bar then directed her to choose a pair of leather cuffs. He explained that Edward ordered an all-purpose spreader bar so she needed to pick out both the ankle and wrist cuffs for it.
Bella walked over to the display case that contained a large variety of cuffs in all kinds of colors and styles.
"So which ones do you like?" Rosalie asked when she noticed that Bella had yet to choose.
"I'm undecided between the all purple and the purple with black ones," Bella answered, turning to look at Rosalie and hoping she could shed some light on which ones she preferred.
Correctly interpreting the look in Bella's eyes, Rosalie explained. "While the all purple cuffs are good —leather cuffs regardless of color are all very comfortable— the black and purple ones look nicer because of the studs and are more inconspicuous."
Taking Rosalie's advice, Bella picked the black and purple wrist cuffs with matching black ankle cuffs, but chose not to get the matching posture collar. It didn't look very comfortable.
"Do you have everything you came for?" Dommenick asked before passing Emmett the bag that contained both his and Edward's purchases.
"No, she doesn't. She's still missing the item Edward told her to pick for her own pleasure," Rosalie interjected.
"Rosalie McCarthy was Dommenick speaking to you?" Emmett growled at her.
Quickly she put her head down in embarrassment. "No, Sir. I apologize for my indiscretion, Mr. Dommenick."
"Though she spoke out of turn, Rosalie is correct. You have not made your choice on what you want for yourself," Emmett agreed.
"You do not want me telling Edward that you refused to follow one of his orders now do you?" Emmett raised an eyebrow when Bella began to refuse by shaking her head.
"May I get Rosalie's help in making my selection then?" Bella was quickly learning to accept Rosalie's knowledge and wanted her opinion on which toy she should pick.
Emmett smiled kindly at her and agreed.
"I want to get a nugget. I have a rabbit at home, so I know I don't want anything like that, but I do want something insertable and maybe with a remote that I can give to Mr. Cullen," Bella explained a deep blush spreading across her face.
"Oh, Bella, I think that is a fantastic idea and I know just which toy you should get. They have this new bullet vibrator called, the Secret Bullet Vibrator. It's pink and black and comes with an LCD screen on the remote and has multiple settings. It will be perfect for you."
Rosalie gushed about the toy. She knew so much about it because she'd been begging Emmett to buy it for her, but since she hadn't been behaving recently, he refused to get it for her, and at the rate she was going today she wouldn't be getting it anytime soon. At least this way she knew someone who owned one and could get their opinion on it.
After adding the toy to their purchases, Dommenick escorted the three of them out and invited Isabella to come into his store whenever she liked. He complimented her on how well she behaved while in his establishment, as well as how respectful she'd been of everyone. He assured her that he would be relaying that to Edward when he called him with the total for the day.
After lunch, Emmett drove the group of three back to the office. The trip to his and Rosalie's house had to be cancelled after the text he received from Edward requesting Bella's immediate return.
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Not five minutes after Emmett finished picking up Bella Alice arrived.
"You ready for this Edward?"
"Not really. I know we need to do this, but I'm so fucking worried about how Isabella is going to take the information. I have a heart shaped paddle that I keep in the office as well as a soft leather flogger I brought with me today just in case, but I don't think that is going to be enough. I'm really afraid she is going to go on full panic attack."
"You care about her don't you?" Alice asked, as she noticed for the first time how agitated he was getting just talking about what might happen when Bella finds out.
"Of course I care about her Alice, she is my responsibility. She's my submissive and my assistant. She's the only person who has been able to work with me without flipping out at my OCDness."
Edward couldn't understand how Alice could even ask such a thing. She was the one that found Isabella in the first place. She knew what kind of employee she was going to be. That was why she gave the job to Bella to begin with.
"That is not what I meant and you know it, Edward. You are beginning to have feelings for Bella. I see it. It goes beyond what you feel for most of your submissives. This is genuine affection for her. Are you falling in love with her?"
Edward was saved from having to answer that question by the knock on the door. Quickly opening it up, he came face to face with a man that could only be Charlie Swan. His deep, brown, expressive eyes matched those of his daughter.
"Hello, Mr. Swan, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Edward Cullen. I'm sorry that we've had to meet under these circumstances."
"Mr. Cullen, please call me Charlie," Charlie shook Edward's outstretched hand.
"If the crease between your eyes is any indication, you are very worried as to why I have requested this meeting today."
"I won't lie," Charlie answered. "I have been sick with worry the entire weekend. I haven't been able to think of anything but what you have to tell me today. Add seeing Mrs. Whitlock here and I'm twice as worried."
"Charlie, how many times have I asked you to call me Alice? I am here only as a friend of Edward's who happens to have a Psychology degree. I am not here as Bella's therapist in any way shape or form. I am just moral support for both of you if you need it. Besides, I will only speak if you have a question, but that is all. I also want to make it clear to both of you I will not jeopardize Bella's confidence in me by speaking about anything she and I have talked about," Alice spoke -adamantly.
"I want to add that everything I know about Isabella has been told to me by Isabella herself and Alice has not in any way broken confidentiality laws," Edward pointed out.
"Okay, so what does this have to do with my daughter? Do I need to be worried about her hurting herself again?" Charlie was getting fed up with all the bullshit talk about Alice keeping Bella's information quiet. He really couldn't give a shit if it meant that what he learned today would keep his little girl safe.
"A few weeks back I inadvertently made a comment to Isabella and triggered a panic attack. I'd been made aware of her having them before I hired her, but had never actually witnessed one. After I was able to calm her down and bring her back to the present I asked her what happened for her to panic. She explained to me about what happened in her past. I was livid, not with her of course, but with the bastard that did those things to her. I don't think she's told me the full extent of what she went through, but it was enough for me. I have a private detective that I keep on retainer for when I need to research on a case. He is very good at getting information that others don't want made public. With only the little information I had, I asked him to find Marcus." Edward stopped allowing Charlie to absorb everything he'd just told him.
"I don't understand what information you would be able to find out from only a first name. I tried for months and came up empty handed." Charlie was confused on how Edward could possibly get more information then he'd been able to.
"Like I said, my guy specializes in finding the dirt no one wants found. He goes through channels that aren't exactly kosher to get what he does. With only a first name and about when and where to look, Jenks' people were able to get me a full name. This is where things get tricky; the person who hurt Isabella is not someone that it will be easy to deal with quietly."
"What does that mean? Who the fuck is this sick bastard that hurt my little girl? I want to throw his ass in jail and feed him to the wolves."
Charlie was both angry and relieved at the same time. Someone was finally going to be held accountable for putting Bella through all that pain; for causing her to turn it against herself. He wanted blood to be spilled and not his daughter's this time. Not anymore, not ever again.
"This person is enough in the public eye that once the information is out there the whole country will know. I, for one, am not sure if Isabella would be able to handle that," Edward explained. "We have another issue as well. We are past the statute of limitation to be able to press criminal charges against him. It would have to be a civil suit, meaning Isabella will have to sue him for molesting her."
"Bella doesn't even want to acknowledge any of this ever happened to her. There is no way we will be able to get her to agree to suing him. What are we supposed to do?" Charlie paced from one part of the office to the next. His frustration at not being able to throw the bastard in jail was growing. He knew there was no way that his daughter would go against the person who hurt her. She would rather let her past kill her than to deal with it. "Fuck! I want to fucking get my hands on this guy and pummel him to the ground."
"I know you do. Believe me, I want five minutes alone with this guy myself. I've seen what his actions have done to Isabella. I see it in her eyes; the pain, insecurity, sadness. It's all there. I've also seen the physical scars that mar her beautiful alabaster skin. Trust me Charlie, you're not alone, but we can't do anything without Isabella's consent." Edwards breathing increased as well as his own anger. He knew exactly how Charlie felt, because he felt it too. He had an innate need to help Isabella and put Marcus away for good.
"Well who is it? Tell me and I will do everything in my power to convince Bella to do what she needs to."
"Marcus Volturi."
It took Charlie a good thirty seconds to wrap his mind around the name Edward revealed.
"When you said that the whole country would know, you weren't kidding. The press will be all over that information. They will hound Bella anywhere and everywhere... Shit, this is why you think it will be hard on her isn't it?" Charlie knew his daughter and being in the public eye, especially for something like this, would only cause her more pain. It might even be so stressful on her that she ends up really hurting herself. He didn't know if he could put his daughter through that kind of pain to satisfy his own need for justice.
"That is exactly what I am afraid of Charlie. There is only so much that Alice and I can do to prevent that from happening but we aren't with her all the time. If we go through with this Charlie, know that we will have to all keep a very close eye on her. She might just revert to her old copping methods." Edward hoped that the seriousness of the situation was clear in his statement.
They sat quietly for a few minutes while Charlie thought about everything he'd learned.
Was risking Bella's progress really worth it? Was it something that they should do? Or were they better off letting sleeping dogs lie?
Something else about it all nagged him. He worried that others could've suffered like his daughter did or could be suffering the same thing right now. Was that a risk that any of them were willing to take? Could Charlie live with that on his conscience?
Edward already knew what he wanted to do; he just hoped that Charlie would jump on board with him. He was going to encourage Isabella to sue Marcus Volturi, even if all that they accomplished by doing it was to get other victims to speak out. Maybe then they'd be able to find someone who didn't pass the statute of limitation and he'd go to prison for a long time. This was the angle he was going to use to convince Isabella to go through with it.
He was brought out of his thoughts by the vibrating of his phone. Pulling out of his pocket he saw it was a text from Emmett. Worried that something may have happened with Isabella, he quickly opened it. The image that greeted him was one of pure sin. He could not wait to be able to witness it himself in person. Even though she was fully dressed in the short black pants and black jacket Isabella had worn to work that day she looked absolutely delicious with her hands cuffed behind her back and the posture bar holding her up straight.
Almost instantly, Edward's mind envisioned her naked with the posture bar on while bent over his desk. His hand wrapped around her pony tail while he pulled her head back and pounded into her sweet, tight center relentlessly. Forgetting or maybe ignoring the fact that her father was in the same room, his cock hardened and a loud groan escaped him.
"Is everything alright, Edward?" Charlie asked when the silence was broken.
Alice snickered, quickly guessing that Emmett must have sent Edward an image of Bella doing something at Abeee's. She knew that was where they were headed, so she could just image what it could be. Whatever it was, it was enough to get a reaction out of Edward with other people in the room, and Edward rarely lost control like that.
Quickly before Edward could notice, Alice shot Emmett a text of her own. - Edward is groaning with Bella's father in the room. WTF did you send him? - Ali
Really? Oh, that is great. It's just an image of Isabella with a posture bar. Nothing special she's fully dressed. - Em
Em, the man's got it bad if he's losing it with her dad in the room from just that one picture- Ali
Ali, I think our man's in love... About damn time. Gotta go- Em
Alice put away her phone agreeing completely with Emmett. She could see in just the way he was talking about his concern for Bella that he was finally in love. Now all Alice hoped was that he didn't lose her because he went behind her back to quell his own need to fix the world.
Charlie addressed Alice. "I know you can't tell me anything really, but I would like your professional opinion. I'm really at a loss. I want this bastard to pay, but should I do it at the risk of my daughter?"
"Remember this is just my personal opinion, it has no bearing on Isabella and what she's talk to me about. That said, if someone were to tell me all this and ask me what they should do, I would tell them the same thing I am going to tell you. It's a big risk, but one that needs to be considered seriously. Everyone needs closure, no matter what circumstances they have faced, end of a relationship, leaving a job, drug or alcohol problem. Whatever it is, an ending needs to be made so that they can move past it. Part of the problem with people who have gone through what Bella has, is that they never get that closure and never fully move on. I think she needs to have that closure; to put an end to all this and face her attacker. When she does that, she'll be able to take back some of the power he took from her."
Charlie took all that information into consideration and thought for a few more minutes.
Finally coming to a decision, he said, "Let's do this. If it's the only way my daughter is going to get closure, and finally be able to fully heal, then I'm willing to help her through whatever setbacks that she might have."
A wide smile spread across Edward's face. "I'm so glad that we both agree. I was going to go through with it either way, but I really wanted to be sure that I had your support with this."
The next thing Edward had to tell Charlie wasn't going to be easy for him, but if he wanted to ensure Bella's mental and physical health he would have to be completely honest with him.
"Charlie, one thing that I am going to explain to you is that it is very important that you listen to Alice and me carefully." Not until he made sure that Charlie was paying close attention did he continue. "I have introduced Isabella to alternative to cutting herself. So if at any time you think Isabella is looking for that physical escape from her emotions I will need you to call me. I want you to have my cell phone number on speed dial, I will be there instantly if need be. But I will also need you to leave us alone when I am present. She is responding to my strictness and commands. Please, it is very important that you do not counteract what I send her to do. Can you do that? Can you trust me enough to help Isabella in my own private way?"
"Charlie, what Edward is doing with Isabella is not conventional therapy but it is working wonderfully for her., Could you just accept what he is asking?" Alice asked.
"What are you going to do to her? I can't let you hurt her," Charlie said. He was worried, both Alice and Edward were being very mysterious.
"Let me ask you this instead," Edward began, hoping to rephrase things without directly answering Charlie's question. "You yourself have stated that Isabella has changed. Do you think these changes in her have been for the better, or worse?"
"For the better, of course. Is that because of you?"
"Some of it's because of what she discusses with Alice, but it's also because of the alternative I've offered her," Edward answered.
"If it's going to help her get better then, I am willing to sit back and wait for a more complete answer. You will give me a full story one of these days, though. Trust me on that," Charlie announce emphatically.
"Fair enough. Let me text my friend who took Isabella out with him today and have him bring her back to the office so we can explain it all to her." Taking out his cell Edward sent Emmett a text.
Em, forget going to your house to show her a scene. Bring Isabella back to the office. - E
Finishing up lunch and heading over. See you in about thirty minutes. - Em
Edward and Charlie spent the time going through what they needed to discuss and a strategy for what could happen after they've talked to Bella. They also came up with ideas on how to get the rest of the family to help as well. By the time Bella got back to the office Charlie and Edward had a contingency plan in place for their contingency plans. They were ready for anything.
"Dad what are you doing here?"
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AN: The next chapter is already started, I am hoping to push that sucker out by next week… Let see. As you see we found out who the blonde was. Also I couldn't help using the name Dommenick (Ginnie got a kick out of Dom being a Dom) and Ginnie he is not a creep we have to worry about, just extra friendly. And the person I described is a RL Dom that my friend is always telling me about.
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