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BPOV
Rosalie, Alice and I were sitting at a different table than last week. We were guests of the club now and at a great table right near the stage and all our drinks were free. The waiters were taking very good care of us, too, but I just kept looking around for Edward.
I had told the girls the whole story already of Victoria and how she treated Edward. They were both very pissed off, too, but their second reactions were even more disturbing.
Rosalie took a sip of her drink and later said, "It's a shame, but, what are you gonna do about it? You can't change it. Places like this are owned by mobsters and stuff, you know. How do you know Victoria's not the daughter of some Soprano-type guy? You better just leave it alone."
And in response to her comments, Alice said, "He is really handsome and sweet and I know you like him, Bella…and that you're having relations with him…but…he sounds very…messed up. I mean, yes, he's a good study and all for your paper, but, if I were you…I'd tell him that you don't want to be involved in all this stuff. These are his problems, not yours. I mean, you can't possibly have any kind of future with this guy."
Rosalie looked around and danced to the music playing, watching out for dancers, but none were out on the floor yet.
I ignored their thoughts, not wanting to hear it…because these horrid thoughts had occurred to me, too. My head told me to get out of this relationship, to ask him to leave, to return to my life of school and friends and the Nick at Nite channel.
But whenever I close my eyes, I see him. Whenever I see his face, I want him. Whenever I kiss him, I want his love. I want his life. I want to die holding his hand. I don't see a whore, a toy, or a slave, or even a person damaged. I see Edward…and I love him…completely. There's no out for me. I'm a trapped slave now, too. Only I don't want to be free.
I know the realities and the cons of this situation. I know if we attempted a relationship, it would be painful and bittersweet and hard. But I want it anyway. I was once tired thinking of all we'd have to figure out and endure. Now, I want to start climbing those jagged mountains that stand in our way.
I want Victoria dead.
Nothing had ever made me feel more sick to my stomach in my life than the moment she ordered Edward to kneel in his cage like he was her dog. And the way he looked at me. I had to put a poker face on or I'd just make it worse for Edward. Even though I'd have loved it if he yelled at her or refused to obey her, I knew he wasn't ready for that yet, emotionally, financially, or otherwise. And she would hurt him, maybe even right in front of me. Then I would have to strangle the bitch.
In his heart, he is still her slave. It's a dark place, his place, as Victoria put it, but as he said, he is wanted there. He is secure there. And maybe, being Victoria's, a woman who is cold and cruel, is safe for him. He doesn't have to worry about falling in love again with her as his significant other, and then there is the financial help she seems to give him.
Alice is a master computer genius and she is majoring in accounting, too. Maybe sometime, if we ever got to that point, she could be helpful in checking out Victoria's financial dealings. If I had some dirt on her, maybe I could help Edward somehow. That might be a plan. Emmett was the first one here tonight. He must have a key. I wonder if he can be trusted in going against Victoria. Probably not. He belongs to her, too.
When Edward had gone into the bathroom, I heard glass breaking and I was freaking out that maybe Edward was hurting himself, especially after he yelled go away at me.
But Emmett told me to relax. He sat me down and told me Edward wouldn't kill himself. He has a daughter he's caring for. So that confirmed Edward's daughter was alright and alive and that made me very happy. He didn't tell me a lot of details, he said that wasn't his place, but he did tell me something else.
"Edward is never going to stop working here, Bella.", he said, not trying to sound threatening, but telling me straight, "Victoria has him and she won't let go. And she's not someone you fight against, Bella. Don't underestimate her. She's dangerous. Just…finish your time with him…have fun…and then forget him. This can get real bad if you try to take Edward away from her. She's not always mean to him like you saw just now. To him, usually, she's pretty nice. She throws him wild birthday parties, for God's sake! She even gave him a room here when he couldn't find his own place."
"He lives here?" I almost sneered the words.
God, how deep are this woman's claws into this man?
"Yea." Emmett said, "I used to live down there. It's not pretty, but it's a warm and clean room."
Note to self: sneak downstairs and check out his "room" before the night is over.
I pictured some dank, horrible basement with a cot in the corner and a cage on the other end of the room. I wonder if she has a water bowl with Edward's name carved on it down there.
The place was dark and red neon lights danced around the club as I downed my third drink of the night. I had ordered "something strong", as I didn't know a lot about liquor, and I was brought something clear and in a tiny little shot glass. It made my chest feel hot and tingly seconds after I swallowed it and I was now ordering another one.
"Hey, girl, take it easy there." Alice smiled, watching me open my notebook, "Oh, you brought that here again?!"
"I know you're both here to ogle naked men, but I am doing research." I smirked, writing a note on the paper before me, squinting, able to see a little as I wrote:
Edward lives in a room below Fire.
Edward has a daughter, and she's alive – somewhere. He supports her financially. Chances of him quitting lifestyle slim.
Accident happened. Tanya is dead. Injuries to child???
Victoria, boss, very possessive. Financial reasons ?? Emotional reasons??
I stopped, I could hardly see what I was writing here and then I heard Victoria's voice above us, amplified by microphone.
"Welcome to Fire, LADIES!!", her voice greeted very enthusiastically, "Welcome! We have a great show prepared for you tonight, but first, I have to secure my vampire, if you'll all indulge me for a moment."
I noticed the women this time. They all spun around, towards the corner where Victoria had entered with Edward last time. I am guessing lots of these women are regulars, and maybe hoping that Edward will be the vampire tonight.
I didn't want to look but my eyes wanted to see Edward, even if it meant he was being dragged across the floor on a leash by that cunt. Wooo!!! These drinks, whatever they are, are kicking in! I feel so…violent.
The first time I saw Edward playing vampire, he was a "good vampire". Tonight he said he was playing "bad vampire." I was curious what the difference would be.
"Come on, you bad THING!!", she was struggling in the shadows, then a white light found them, illuminating the scene, "This is our vampire. Please don't touch him yet, until he's in his cage, girls. He is extremely dangerous and doesn't play well with others."
Victoria was trying to drag Edward by his neck into the club, only this time, he didn't look so weak and crawling along like last time.
He let out a savage roar and yanked back on the leash, showing his strength was greater than hers.
Victoria let out a scream and strained to keep her grip on the leash.
"NO!!", she shouted, "Stop it!! STOP !! You're gonna get it, BOY!!"
Hissing at her, Edward's red eyes looked filled with rage and he snapped his teeth at her, making her let the leash go and fall backwards as the bad vampire crouched on all fours, like a cougar, hearing the screams of the women around him, smelling the scent of all this human blood.
"No, quiet !! Everyone hold perfectly still!" Victoria said into her little microphone on her lapel, sitting on the floor before the newly freed vampire.
And every woman there was dead quiet. So was I, this was great. I hoped Edward got to slap that bitch with the leash now. That would be something I would love to see over and over. Why didn't I bring my camcorder?
Baring his teeth more, Edward was growling at Victoria, slowly moving around her, as if stalking his prey, waiting for his opening to strike.
"Easy…" Victoria tried speaking sweetly to the monster that surveyed her, "Easy, boy…don't be afraid…no one's going to hurt you."
He tilted his head to the side, and heard a woman behind him, at a table, say something loudly like, "I would hurt him!"
At this, Edward leapt up to his feet and jumped onto the surface of the woman's table, his bare feet on the black tablecloth. The woman who commented at him screamed and in a second, when the light found him again, he had this blonde woman in her late 30's on her knees, on top of the table. His hands clutched her arms at her sides and he was lapping at her neck, much to her delight. Then his hand grabbed her long hair, yanking her head back as he kept tasting the throat he had captured.
And here comes drink number six! I downed my shot glass in one big swig that time. Or was that drink five? Oh, who cares?
Suddenly, I felt something between my legs, a nice light vibration, extremely warm and soothing.
"Uuuuhhhh…" I let my pleasured moan spill right out of my mouth in front of Rosalie and Alice, but they weren't paying much attention to me. They were staring at Edward and laughing.
I felt my feet point towards each other under the table and my legs parted a bit, making the buzzing inside me feel even better and faster.
And then when I saw Edward licking that other woman's neck I felt even more aroused.
No matter what you see tonight, know this…that I fucked you in this tiny little cage and you're my bitch…
I heard his voice saying it to me and my hand gripped the edge of the table, then the tablecloth, twisting it tight into my reddened fingers, my mouth falling open as my tongue licked my top lip, my panties began to feel wet and warm.
"Mmmmm…." I was trying to hold my sounds inside me now. I tried leaning forwards, half laying on the table before me, but that only intensified the evil little bug inside me.
My eyes opened and found Edward again, and it looked like Victoria was trying to sneak up behind him now, with Emmett in a cop uniform at her side, twirling a nightstick while Victoria had a rope with a big loop on the end of it.
My mouth spoke up without my brain's permission.
"LOOK OUT, EDWARD!! BEHIND YOU!!" I heard myself scream out.
Alice and Rosalie's faces spun in my direction and laughed at that and on the floor, a sudden scuffle occurred.
Edward's head turned towards the two about to pounce on him and immediately Emmett dove upon the vampire, play hitting him over his back with the nightstick, the bad vampire howling and roaring in pain and protest.
At the same time, Victoria looped the rope around his neck and yanked it, slightly choking the half naked vampire on the floor below her.
"Good, got him!" Victoria announced, Emmett slapping handcuffs on Edward's hands, pinning them behind him as he struggled with all his might.
Emmett helped Victoria secure Edward into the cage, Victoria pulled the rope as Edward tried to crawl behind her on his knees, and whenever he resisted, Emmett would poke him or strike him in the back or ribs with his nightstick to get him moving again.
Once in the cage, Emmett removed his handcuffs and closed the door, an instant roaring Edward lunging at the bars, hissing and growling with no words.
"Thank you, officer." Victoria said to Emmett and he gave a nod of authority, taking his leave and earning a large round of applause.
"And you!" Victoria had her stick again and slammed it against the bars at Edward, "You ARE VERY, VERY BAD!!"
Edward hissed and roared, filled with rage and fight.
"No tasting the customers!! You know that !! You're gonna get it tonight, you bastard!!" Victoria warned, poking the stick in between the bars and hurting the vampire as he shouted out, frowning more.
"Sorry about that, ladies." Victoria fixed her hair a bit and straightened her skirt, "We will deal with him later tonight. I think severe punishment is in order, don't you, girls?!"
A loud chorus of howling and cheering and clapping erupted and then my little buzzing between my legs stopped abruptly, making me feel very empty inside.
"Ohhhh." I whined, not feeling it anymore, "So mean…"
He is bad.
The first dancer of the night was announced and a man I never saw before with long black hair and tan skin swung by a vine onto the stage…Tarzan. He was nice looking and a good dancer, but not my type. My eyes kept wandering to the dark little cage across the room from me. I couldn't see him very well and there were women over there, but I couldn't see what they were doing.
I hate this table. It's too far from the vampire cage. I guess they thought they were doing us a favor, letting us sit right by the stage, but last week's table was better. Edward reached out of his cage and swiped my notebook, that's how close he was to me then. I want to be back there.
Rosalie and Alice were dancing in their seats, liking the song Jungle Love that was playing, and appreciating the dancer onstage.
I received my sixth drink and swallowed it down…or was that my fifth? No…fourth…seventh? Oh, who cares?
I don't what this stuff is, but I'm liking it.
It seemed in a few seconds, the Tarzan guy was finished and gone. Oh well, I motioned to our waiter and ordered another drink for myself.
The lights grew a bit brighter in between dancers and my eyes darted over to the cage where the love of my life was trapped. I could see him better now and there was a woman there, a beautiful woman with long black hair in a braid, smiling and holding a cherry in her teeth, her hands held a belt that she might've taken off her own waist and was now securely behind Edward's head, holding his face between the bars as he licked the cherry, smiling, then his lips fully closed over it, kissing her mouth as he ate the cherry.
Don't get mad, don't get mad…it's all an act, don't forget that. That's what Edward told me…Oh, goody, my third drink is here! These are so smooth! Whatever they are.
"What are those, anyway?" Alice asked me, taking it and smelling it.
"Gimme!" I frowned, taking it back a little roughly, spilling a few drops.
"Bella's getting wasted tonight, that much is clear." Rosalie smirked, sipping her red drink.
"Oh, give her a break." Alice said, "She never gets drunk. And tonight can't be easy for her. Those women practically have their hands down Edward's pants."
"Where?!" I stood up, ready to tear hair out of women's heads but Rosalie yanked me down by the arm.
"Sit, girl.", she ordered, "Behave or I'll cut you off. You said you could handle this. Remember, being a psychiatrist calls for you to be there through some of the toughest times in a person's life? Remember your little speech on the phone today, Bella?"
"I know but…" I heard myself whimper, as tears came to my eyes, "I love him!"
"I knew it." Alice smiled and pointed at Rosalie, "I won that bet! Pay me."
Rosalie frowned at me and dug into her purse, giving Alice a twenty dollar bill.
"Did anyone hear me or is your bet more important than my broken heart?", I asked, feeling a little loopy.
"Oh, I'm sorry, you're right." Alice leaned over, putting her arm around me, laying her face on my hair, "Don't drink anymore, alright, Bella? You don't want Edward to see you that way."
Rosalie was across from me and tried to help now.
"It'll be okay, Bella." Rosalie said softly, "First love is always the toughest. You'll get over him, eventually. It takes a little time, but we'll be there for you."
"I don't want to get over him." I held my head in my hands.
"Let's change the subject, Alice…" Rosalie made a cutting motion across her throat, shaking her head.
And then, came a very fast vibration between my legs. I guess Edward peeked over at me and saw my head in my hands.
"UUUGGHHHH!!!" I flew back into my chair, parting my legs and wrapping my feet around the rungs of my chair under the tablecloth. A couple of little gasps escaped me and then I remembered Rosalie and Alice.
"Are you alright?" Alice asked, concerned, "Do you want to throw up or something?"
I shook my head, whimpering, "No."
SWEET FUCK, the thing is laying to the side a bit now inside me and is jerking with insane speed right at an angle that is sparking feelings in me I never knew I had. My body feels like it's coming to life for the first time! My panties are so wet. I want to rub my pussy against the bars of that god damned vampire cage now!! And I don't care who sees it! If my father were here, I wouldn't care!
"Please…wait…" I was panting and babbling incoherently and I knew it. My head was laying backwards and then it was down on the table, my fists wringing my napkin so tight, I thought the red dye would leak out of it.
"Let her rest a minute." Rosalie's voice said across from me and as the room darkened a bit, I stuck the napkin in between my teeth, biting down hard as a strangled cry melted into it's soft cloth gag. I was growling a little as I came, hiding it pretty well, I thought.
The waiter came over and placed another drink down next to me and leaned down, speaking into my ear.
"Edward sent me a message for you, Bella.", his deep, sensual voice informed, "He says everyone knows you're coming and he's so proud of his little slut."
I picked my head up, daring to look at him with the napkin in my teeth as the dark haired waiter chuckled.
"You are a cute one.", he said, dotting my nose with his finger as he departed the table, vanishing into the blackness.
At that I felt the buzzing cease and again, I felt cheated and like stone again.
My mouth opened in disappointment and the napkin fell out of it, and I saw Edward laughing at me from his little round cell, puckering his lips and kissing the air as he stared at me, looking very pleased with himself.
I couldn't help but smile back at the bastard.
As the night went on, Rosalie and Alice let me talk some more about my feelings for Edward. I wasn't drunk, just slightly buzzed (besides the vibrator buzz) and very talkative. I wasn't telling secrets about Edward's life to them, only things like:
"Even at school, I can smell him on my clothes."
"His fucking eyes…are the most beautiful eyes in the world. Don't you think?"
"His little butt is so perfect and muscular…but soft, too…and not one ugly hair on the man's whole body!"
"I love falling sleep with his face on my chest…and stomach…"
"His body feels so solid and hot behind me when he does the spoon position with me. And he kisses my shoulder blades…soooo soft. His lips are like hot water."
"He has this amazing singing voice…he sang me to sleep once, Alice! How can I go back to falling asleep alone now?"
I didn't even pay attention to the dancers onstage. I can't even see other men anymore.
I am doomed. My heart was sure to be broken very soon. It's inevitable, as much as the end of our time together.
"Alright, ladies, it's time to punish our vampire!", Victoria announced and the lights turned up, revealing the cage and my Edward inside it, all alone.
Women went running from their tables to the cage and quickly formed a line, like last week.
Rosalie almost got up but I glared at her and felt my teeth sneering at her.
"I was just going to go to the ladies' room!", she smiled, widening her eyes at me, "Jeez!!"
"I'll watch her.", Alice held my hand, saying, "Don't even look over there, Bella, it's disgusting what these women enjoy."
LASH. "RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!", I heard Edward roar and tears came to my eyes.
My legs quivered and wanted to stand up as the smacks of the whip striking Edward's flesh stabbed me like knives, not to mention the yells and panting he was doing. He truly sounded like he was in pain. I wondered if Edward lied to me about the whip not hurting him really.
"They're hurting him!" I clutched my hair and cried a little, trying to block the sounds out.
Alice stroked my hair and said, "No, no. It's okay. He's alright. See, he's kissing them afterwards. And look, he just smiled a little. It is an act."
And then, like magic…the buzzer between my legs began again, starting very low and timidly.
I rested my cheeks on my hands and closed my eyes, concentrating on only what the little ball inside me was saying.
Edward wants you to feel pleasure now…be happy…don't you want to be happy, Bella?…such a good girl…I want to see that slut I've been fucking tonight…lay back….you're my little bitch…count off backwards, from five to one…
The speed began to increase…and then increase a little more…and a little more…blurs of Edward being whipped with his hands up in the cuffs over his head both bothered me…and at other times, excited me.
I had little mini-orgasms before the huge one that arrived when a woman in the cage poured her drink over Edward's back and then lashed at it with the whip, the wet splashes mixing with the liquid slaps of the leather. Edward roared louder that time and I came so hard, biting down my teeth in complete mute lust, my legs under the table convulsing and wide apart, hidden from view.
After that, the buzzer was working hard and was painful now to the sensitive tissue inside me…I took the pain, feeling somehow connected with Edward in that as he was nearly finished taking his punishment.
A tear fell out of my eye and I let it travel beautifully and torturously slowly down the entire length of my face. Alice and Rosalie were watching Edward, too, and talking to each other at the moment, and I was so thankful to have that little chunk of time to myself, unwilling to explain it to any outsider.
And then, the little torment going on inside my pussy ended. My body went limp as if I were a puppet and someone had just cut the strings.
I let my dizzy eyes focus as Victoria's voice was informing the crowd of her vampire's reluctance to speak to humans. And then she was whipping him again, asking him to promise not to kill any of her mortal clientele.
It was agonizing, waiting to hear his voice and then it was in the air, its rich, deep tone stroked me mentally as he said, "I promise."
And all the sick bitches in the place cheered and howled at him, racing over to his cage again for some groping, kissing, and being bitten by the evil vampire.
Edward had mercy on me during this and left the vibrator off, giving me time to recover and order another drink. I think this one is my fourth one? My eighth one? I don't care.
Wow, that tastes good! Whatever it is.
Rosalie and Alice were kind enough not to go to the vampire cage and I was happy about that. I'd hate to sit in class with them, seeing the empty bald spots in their heads, knowing I tore that hair out with my bare hands. After all, they are my best friends. I would feel badly about that later.
I wanted to be the last woman on line and be able to pay Victoria a huge obscene amount of money and enter the cage alone, taking off my clothes very slowly as Edward watched me, surprise and confusion in his eyes.
Then I would leap up into his arms and wrap my legs around his pelvis, making him take me right there, as he had earlier, only now I wanted all these sick women watching it, seeing that he was mine and mine alone. And that he wanted me, for real, unlike the rest of them.
But Rosalie and Alice babysat me and didn't allow me to make a complete fool of myself. They kept me at our table until, after five eternities passed by, Edward's vampire act was over and Victoria grabbed him by the leash.
"Say good night to the nice ladies, boy.", Victoria smiled and stroked Edward.
"Good night, beautiful ladies.", the dark vampire's voice was now well behaved and seductive, earning him a nice round of applause as Victoria led him away on his hands and knees.
"I want to kill that bitch." I heard myself say to my friends.
"Alright, I think Bella's done drinking tonight." Alice snickered, looking at Rosalie.
EPOV
Once back in the dressing room, Victoria let go of my leash and smirked at me.
"Good boy, Edward.", she said approvingly, touching my hair, "You were very good tonight."
"Thanks Victoria.", I said, giving her a little smile.
I wanted to get cleaned up so I could get back on the floor and keep an eye on Bella. I know her friends are with her, but I still wanted to make sure she was doing alright. I know she hated seeing me whipped and I did notice her drinking out of a shot glass. I'd check with her waiter and see what they were giving her.
"You take the floor after this, okay?", Victoria asked, running a hand through her long mane of hair.
This meant that I would not be serving drinks. I would just wear a g-string and go from table to table, lap dancing and being available for whatever the tables wanted. She was actually trying to be nice I thought, relieving me of the waiter duties, but then she said, "And I want you in my office at 11."
Oh no. Not tonight of all nights, please…
"Umm…Victoria?" I asked with a small voice as she was about to turn away from me.
"Yes?", she looked a bit confused. I never question her.
"Bella is here tonight.", I tried to hint at my meaning.
"Yes, I know, we talked, she seems very cute. What's your point?", she raised a brow, smiling.
"Well, I just thought…", I cleared my throat, "She has paid for me to belong to her for two weeks. I don't want to hurt the arrangement…you know…by…being with you right under her nose. It might not be…good for business."
I was full of shit and I knew it. The truth is, I didn't want to hurt Bella by doing Victoria upstairs mere hours after I did her in my cage. And I didn't want to lie to her, either about it afterwards. And more plainly, I didn't want to fuck Victoria tonight.
Victoria scoffed and smiled at me. I am dead.
"Edward…", she spoke sweetly to me, "Who is in charge?"
"You are." I said with no disdain in my voice.
"Good.", she frowned, "Eleven."
She left and I growled internally, going to my chair in front of my mirror and finally letting it out, "Fuck."
After I washed the makeup off and put on my red g-string I walked up to the red line and stood there, staring at it for a minute.
I saw a flash of myself walking out of our apartment, leaving Tanya behind. If only there was a red line across that doorway. I would've stayed. But it was an invisible, cruel line that I crossed, because of my stupid pride, that brought me here and now, would keep me here. I could never go back over it and erase my mistakes.
I crossed the red line and became smiling, easy whore again, going up to the first table I reached. Across the club, I could faintly make out Bella's silhouette in the black and red shadows of the air as I felt hands clutch my ass and more than one pair of lips on my chest and back as I held the chair behind the woman I was grinding against.
It used to be so easy to become the whore and forget my life and myself…I even used to like becoming this personality who had no pain and no family, no worries. Only now my mind was in pain. Crossing that line meant I was not a Daddy anymore, crossing that line meant I was not a husband anymore, crossing that line meant I wasn't Bella's man anymore.
I found myself avoiding Bella's whole side of the room but my eyes kept finding her every so often, getting her brave smile, her concerned eyes if I was captured by a particularly horny or drunk table of women.
I wished I could keep giving her orgasms from across the room, but in this "outfit" there was no way I could hide even that little controller.
Several times I thought I'd go to her table and dance for them but then decided against it. If Rosalie and Alice started groping me and touching me, that would be very hard for Bella to handle. So I let Emmett and Jasper have their table and the girls seemed to enjoy them very, very much. Except for Bella. She smiled and laughed at my friends as they flaunted themselves in her direction, but she just tipped them and blushed and allowed her friends to do the touching.
The ladies I serviced seemed very pleased with me and I let them do anything they liked to me. Frankencock was still working, despite the conflicts battling in my head and that both relieved and disgusted me at the same time.
God, I wish I was normal again.
Please don't let me have that nightmare tonight, that recurring one where I'm an old, wrinkled stripper and my grown up daughter is stuffing twenties in my g-string…please, Satan…take a night off and spare me that one tonight.
Finally, I was on a break and I snuck my way over to Bella's table.
"Hi girls!", I greeted with the utmost friendly voice, as if I didn't have a worry in the world.
"HI!" a happy trio of voices sang back to me.
"Is it alright if I sit with you for a second?" I asked, "I'm on a break."
"Sure." Rosalie and Alice went to move aside so I could sit next to them. Bella was smiling at me, but looked a little tired and tense to me. I wasn't surprised, though. I should've thought what this night would do to her. But I was just thinking of me, wanting her with me all the time now.
I sat at the head of the table, beside Bella and Alice, hoping Rosalie took no offense. But I had flirted with Rosalie last week, right before Bella's eyes, and I didn't want to do that again now, even in the slightest way.
Rosalie drew me in at the beginning because she's a Barbie doll. Fun, young, rich Daddy, no complications, no strings. Barbie dolls had lots of boyfriends and didn't tend to become too attached to men like me. We were fun, naughty exercise. So I had flirted with her shamelessly, figuring she would want me privately.
But then Bella shocked the hell out of me and ordered me for herself. At first I laughed. It was a rare person who could shock me. But then I thought, this could be very interesting, conquering the brainy notebook girl. And it amused me even more when I asked her to follow me and she nearly fainted.
Her innocence sucked me right into her web.
"How're you doing?" I asked them all, "Are you having a good time?"
"Oh, God yes!", Rosalie gushed, not giving Alice a chance to speak yet, "Edward, Edward….who is that guy?"
She pointed, smiling at Emmett, who was doing push ups on a table on top of an older woman.
"That's Emmett." I informed pleasantly.
"Emmett?" Rosalie and Alice both laughed at his unusual name. I grinned with them, then I looked at Bella. She was drinking out of her shot glass.
"Yep." I said and then Alice said she really liked Jasper, pointing him out to me. And then they thought the name Emmett was tame compared to Jasper.
"You want their numbers?" I asked like a little devil, "They don't have girlfriends."
Both girls laughed with glee as I said, "Give me a pen and paper."
Normally, I wouldn't do this, but I couldn't see my buds being mad at me for hooking them up with two hot little girls.
I wrote their names and numbers down quickly and handed it back to Alice.
"Now you guys have to do something for me.", I raised a brow and Alice and Rosalie both turned into two deer caught in the headlights.
"What?", Rosalie asked, sparkling.
"Bella needs a girls' day out tomorrow, shopping.", I informed, "I'll give you $2,000 dollars and I am hiring you two as personal shoppers. Sexy underwear, thongs, leather, lace, the works. Bella's body is Disneyland to me and I want to dress it up a little."
"I'm on it!", Alice was thrilled to be my new employee and Rosalie looked happy, too. Bella turned red and smirked at me, finishing her drink.
I couldn't stand it anymore and I snatched the glass out of her hand.
"And what are you drinking, little girl?" I feigned playfulness, smelling it then tasting it, "RUM?"
"Is that what it is?", she smiled and leaned towards me, kissing me hard as her hands grabbed my cheeks. I kissed her back, closing my eyes but I didn't like tasting alcohol on Bella's lips. That wasn't her. Also, I didn't want her sick tomorrow. I wanted her at the mall, shopping for the day so I could go to my appointment without worrying about her.
"Baby, please, please don't drink anymore, okay?" I asked her, "Why don't you let the girls take you home so you could sleep a little? I'll be along in a few hours."
"No!", she clung to my neck with her arms, "I want to be with YOU. I have 9 more days…I want you…"
She was holding me tighter and I looked over into Alice's sad looking eyes.
"Please don't let her have anymore." I said, almost like a question to her, "I'll get her a large coffee."
"Okay. Sorry, Edward." Alice cringed, feeling badly about this, "This was very hard for her, you know…watching you tonight."
"I know. It's my fault." I admitted, standing up as her arms slipped off of me, "I'll be right back, Bella. Stay here, okay? I'm getting you something better to drink."
I went to the bar and asked Marie to give me a coffee. Quickly, I got through the crowds and placed it in front of Bella.
She wasn't falling down drunk, but she was slightly intoxicated. Enough to say things she wouldn't normally say, to act on her impulses without thinking it through…and that was very dangerous, especially here.
I sat there for a few minutes and I had her drink the coffee. She listened to me, kissing me and holding me very affectionately as I held her to me with one arm, talking to Rosalie and Alice about my friends who they seemed very interested in.
I even suggested maybe they'd go to the mall with them tomorrow. They could help give their opinions on what the girls were buying for my Bella.
The waiter, Bo, came over to the table and saw me there, asking if we wanted anything else. I ordered Bella another coffee and then Bo leaned in and said to me, "Victoria's waiting for you. In the Wet Room. She said you're late."
FUCK! Well, it's not like I'm able to wear a watch around here. I was usually early for my meetings with Victoria. And no doubt she saw me down here holding Bella while I should've been working. I am so fucked.
"Can you take care of Bella for a little while?" I asked, "I have a meeting with my boss."
"Sure, Edward." Rosalie smiled at me.
"I'll be back, sweetie." I kissed Bella's lips and she let me go, stroking my face before I slipped away.
"Okay.", Bella grinned at me as I hurried down the hallways that led to the private rooms.
I knew the rooms by heart and got to the red door that said "WET" across it. I knocked and waited a second.
"Come in.", Victoria's voice said, not sounding thrilled.
I opened the door and closed it right behind me. It had been awhile since I'd been in this room. The lights were low and red and the white carpet was warm and luxuriously delicate under my bare feet and a few feet away the floor became three stairs that led down into a bubbling, steaming hot tub.
Victoria was there, drinking a glass of red wine and she placed it down at her side, looking at her watch on the floor outside of the tub.
"11:13pm", she said with a malicious tone of voice.
My face winced as if she'd slapped me.
"I'm sorry, Victoria…there was…"
"Have I ever made you wait for anything, Edward?", she asked, not looking at me, "Maybe I should make the hospital wait for their next payment. And get around to it when I feel like it."
"I'm sorry, Victoria, honestly, I didn't mean to make you wait." I tried to sound sorry, but it came out like pure begging.
"Take off your clothes and get in here.", she still sounded highly pissed.
I quickly pulled off the red g-string and let it hit the floor, climbing into the very hot bubbles. She was naked also but I already knew that she would be.
"I'm sorry, Victoria…please…", I said, my eyes lifting to her stern, emotionless gaze, "Please don't do that, with the hospital. I'm sorry. I won't be late again."
"Shut up, Edward.", she snapped.
I sat there and waited, looking down at the water until she spoke again.
"I saw you with that girl", she informed, "Kissing, hugging…helping her drink her little coffee…you two make quite the cute couple."
"She had a little too much to drink, that's all.", I made eye contact with her again and wished I hadn't. She looked very angry.
"You know you have Raven tomorrow, right?", Victoria reminded.
"Yes, Victoria.", I answered, as if I could forget.
"Call me when you're done there. You should leave at 5pm.", she informed, "If I don't get a call from you, I will contact her."
"Thank you, Victoria.", I kept my eyes away from hers.
"Let's hope I don't forget about you and make you wait.", she threatened.
"Yes, Victoria.", I said, leaving emotion out of my voice.
"Did that girl get my message earlier?", she asked.
"I believe so.", I heard a little bitterness creep into my voice, "It wasn't very hard to decode."
"Do you have a problem with me telling your little college girl the facts of life, Edward?", she smiled a bit.
"No, Victoria.", I said, not meaning it.
"I think you do.", she chuckled, "I saw your face when I told you to kneel and again when I told you to stand up. You didn't like that one little bit, in front of your girlfriend, did you?"
"She's not into all this, Victoria.", I explained, "She's a normal girl. This slave stuff scares her."
"Slave stuff?", she asked loudly.
Oh Jesus Christ, I am dead.
"This is not slave stuff, EDWARD!", she shouted, "You are my slave! All the nights you knelt in that cage and did it with a smile and after five days with this GIRL you give me attitude! I'm glad you're with Raven tomorrow, I told her to wear you out. You are in need of a little attitude adjustment."
"Yes, Victoria.", I accepted this but what came next almost tore me up.
"I think you're done with that girl.", she took a sip of her wine, "You can tell her goodbye tonight. And when you leave Raven's, bring your ass back here because you have a few days of shit coming your way."
"Victoria, please don't do that!", I felt sick, "Please, I'll do anything you say. She paid for two weeks, it's not right to cancel now."
"And what's with that note you left on my desk, asking for next week off?", she asked, "Is that a practical joke?"
"We haven't had a lot of time together, she goes to classes during the day, I thought, for the last few days, it would be nice to take her out a little.", I answered honestly, knowing she'd never go for it.
"Do you have feelings for this girl, Edward?", she sneered, her eyes cruel.
"No, no!", I lied, having to, "She's just a nice girl. She goes to college, I figured she could tell her friends about us and we could get more business. Lots of those girls have rich families."
"Leave the business shit to me, Edward.", she said, "You weren't hired for your brains."
"I know, Victoria."
She didn't talk for a long time but then said, "Alright, Edward. You have been very good up til now, so here's the deal. You finish the rest of your time with this girl, you can have the week free with her. You will still see Raven tomorrow. But then, after it's over with this Bella, there are no more young girls for you anymore. No more virgins, no more college trash. And I don't want to ever hear the name of Bella Swan again. I don't want you hanging out with her, calling her, nothing. And I'll know if you do. And Edward, if you try to sneak behind my back and see her anyway, I will call her father in Forks. I will inform her college of all this, and maybe one night she can see the dungeon downstairs. And if all else fails, maybe one night she'll have a terrible accident. You know how many college girls overdose while they're partying at a club like this? It happens all the time. Cops don't even yawn at that."
"No, don't.", I almost got angry and then toned that right down, using my meeker voice, "Please…I don't feel anything for her, I told you…she's just a job. I won't ever see her again after it's done. I swear, Victoria."
"We'll see, won't we?", she asked, "We haven't had a game of mermaid for awhile, have we?"
"No, Victoria." I answered, glad at least for having the rest of my time with Bella.
I wasn't so thrilled that Victoria felt she needed to threaten Bella, but maybe she did see somehow when I was with Bella, how deeply my feelings ran for her. It had never happened before so this was my first time hearing threats out of my boss's mouth.
But I kept my anger in check. I wouldn't let Bella cross paths with Victoria again and when the job was over, I would stay away from Bella. She didn't need me in her life and I didn't belong there. Sure, I would be sad for a long time after Bella was gone, but I would have Victoria's week of punishment to cleanse me. I would never work with young girls again and that was alright with me. They would probably just remind me of Bella anyway. I didn't want any other young girls.
"Breathe underwater, my sweet little mermaid…", she kissed my lips and grabbed my hair, forcing my head under the hot water, between her legs. They wrapped around my neck, holding me there underwater as I licked and nibbled and tried to hold my breath all at the same time.
My body was laying down on my chest , my feet poking out of the water a bit behind me as I tried to use as little oxygen as possible. I held out as long as I could, and felt bubbles of air from my mouth rising past my eyes to the surface. But she wouldn't see them amongst all the other bubbles in the tub.
I held very still, hopeful she would let me up soon as the last of my air ran out. Long ago, I used to kick and struggle in the water and that made her very angry. Moving harder uses up more oxygen. I nibbled her clit with the last of my air and a few seconds later, her hand grabbed my hair and jerked me up.
I was coughing as soon as I gulped air and her mouth was all over mine, stealing the little gasps of air I was able to get.
I moaned and fought to breathe as she shoved her tongue into my mouth and refused to let me have any air right now. My tongue tried to wrestle back against hers but I heard myself panting for release.
"Again.", she said, shoving my head back under before I could recover from the first time and I wildly moved my tongue up and down her lips now, hoping to please her enough so she'd let me breathe.
This is play for Victoria, but the message is clear. She even controls my every breath and she likes breath play a lot. She loves hearing me choking for air, my hair soaking wet and over my eyes as she shoves my face back down. Most of all, she loves it when I can't take anymore and I start begging for her mercy. But that won't be for awhile now. I can hold out for about 30 minutes of this, off and on.
If this would cheer her up and get her off Bella's case for tonight, that was fine with me.
Later, after I was a heaving, panting, mindless thing, she told me to sit on the floor of the tub and she sat on top of me, riding me and dunking me at the same time.
She would have me lay flat down under the water as she fucked me, her hands over my lower neck to prevent me from sitting up, then, when she would allow me air, she'd curl her hands behind my neck, lifting me up and the depth of the water was just enough so if I looked straight up to the ceiling, my nose and mouth could find air a sliver above the bubbles.
I would choke and cough up little bits of water as she bounced up and down on me, and then I was shoved backwards once more.
"Who owns you, Edward?", she would ask when my face was out of the water, and I would respond, "You do, Victoria."
Another time, she'd ask, "Who do you answer to, Edward?"
Same answer, "To you, Victoria."
This went on the whole time she fucked me and at last, she was screaming and coming and so was I.
"Stay here for ten more minutes.", she demanded as she stepped out and put a robe on, her hair still dry, "Don't ever forget your place, Edward. If you don't please me, you know Raven would love to buy you as her own personal slave. She's offered me millions of dollars, you know. She has a thing for you. I told her, I'm not through with you yet. Maybe in a few years, when you're a bit older, and not so young anymore…maybe then she can have you. So you better remember how good you have it with me, Edward."
"Yes, Victoria." I panted a little, trying to catch my breath, kneeling on the tub floor as I was trained to.
The thought of belonging to Raven 24/7 was enough to make my dick shrivel up. But I tried to wear a brave face.
"Have a nice weekend, Edward.", she kissed her lips into the air at me, "Come back ready to accept your punishment respectfully."
"Yes, Victoria.", I answered before she slammed the door closed.
BPOV
I was starting to sober up a little after my second cup of coffee but my mouth was still saying things I didn't want it to.
"Where is Edward?" I kept asking Rosalie and Alice as they helped me look around the club from our table.
I had been asking this question for about a half hour now.
"I don't know." Alice didn't see him either, "He said he had a meeting with…his boss."
Rosalie frowned at me and said, "Bella…just leave it alone. He'll be back when he gets back."
Then I spotted Victoria coming across the club floor wearing a plush, white robe, and happily bouncing up the stairs to her office.
"BITCH!" I leapt up, knowing full well what she was just doing and who she was doing it with.
Victoria was already in her office with the door closed so she didn't hear me, but even my two friends couldn't make me sit down now.
"Bella, stop it!", Rosalie stood in front of me across the table, "You're going to start some shit here that's gonna get you hurt, do you want that?"
"I don't CARE!", I yelled, enraged, tears in my eyes, charging towards the stairs that led to Victoria's office.
"BELLA NO!", Alice and Rosalie tried to grab me but they were useless against my new drunken temper tantrum.
"Get off me!!" I screamed as I made my slow way up the stairs as they tried to block me and tackle me from behind.
"Go get EMMETT!" I heard Alice scream and then I felt Rosalie let me go and run down the stairs.
Finally, I was at the bitch's door and banging on it, yelling, "LET ME IN, YOU FUCKING WHORE!!"
"Oh my GOD!", Alice squealed, not abandoning me but not thrilled about seeing Victoria answer.
I heard the wench laugh in there and she said cool as a cucumber, "Come in."
Okay, so she's not afraid of me. That's not good.
But I only had partial control over my mouth and it was like I could see myself talking and moving, and couldn't do much to stop it or say which way I wanted myself to go.
I shoved the door open after turning the knob and she was sitting there, at her desk, in the robe, looking very relaxed and content.
"Oh, Bella.", she smiled, "What's on your mind, dear?"
"Don't dear me, bitch, I want your ASS!!" my voice roared.
Alice injected and stood in front of me, her hands up a bit, saying, "She is very drunk, don't get offended by anything she says! She's really very shy! She just had too much Rum tonight."
"Shut up, Alice!" I shoved her aside, taking a step closer, "I want you to stop treating Edward the way you do, I want you to let him go – you DON'T own him, no matter what you've made him believe, and I want you OUT OF HIS FUCKING LIFE!! I can't believe you'd treat someone as special as him like a piece of shit the way you do…but I won't allow it, you SKAG!! And if I have to beat your ass, I will. Edward means something to me and I won't let you hurt him anymore!"
"First of all, you are drunk.", she grinned, not afraid at all, "Second, I do own Edward, and if you don't believe me, I can call him in here right now to tell you so himself. I can tell him to look right at you and tell you that you mean nothing to him."
I just stood there, seething, staring her down like a rabid dog. I want to tear her eyes out.
"He will come right in here and I can tell him to choose between you and I. And if you think he won't pick me, you are sadly fucking mistaken. If I tell him to, he will come in here, strip off his clothes and tell me how much he worships me most while fucking me right here in front of you. That should sober you up."
She put her finger on her pager, saying, "This is my button to Edward. Shall I call him, Bella?"
Alice muttered to me, "No, Bella. Let's just get out of here, please?"
All the fight and violence I had died instantly, just imagining that really happening made me want to throw up…and I knew that Edward would choose her. Then I realized, it didn't matter if I kicked Victoria's ass, although it would be sweet to experience it. Edward would have to be the one to free himself from her clutches…only he could save himself. That's where Dr. Bella comes in. I would have to do some work on him this week.
She hit the button and a beep sounded. My face felt ice cold as Edward's voice answered, "Yes, Victoria?"
Victoria raised a brow at me, waiting for my answer before she summoned him up here to humiliate me and him, too.
Alice said, "Bella, stop. She's going to do it. Let's get out of here."
"Victoria?", Edward's voice asked, hearing Alice in the background.
I was stupid and out of control and I knew tomorrow I'd regret it, but…
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!", I leapt over her desk and grabbed her witchy curled hair and pulled it. I was kneeling on the desktop and clawing my fists in the bitch's hair.
"BELLA!! NO!!" I heard Edward's voice on the intercom and then nothing. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and Victoria's voice roaring out, mad as hell.
Before I could really do anything to hurt Victoria, a large pair of arms scooped me up and laid me over his shoulder. I was kicking and screaming obscenities at her, trying to see her. She was holding a dagger in her hand now, something she got out of the desk right before whoever grabbed me removed me from her.
I realized it was Emmett holding me as I struggled and Rosalie was yelling at Victoria to drop the fucking knife, who did she think she was?!
"NOOO!!", I could hear Edward's voice in the far distance, approaching up the stairs.
"Bring her over here, Emmett." Victoria stood, her sharp knife ready.
"Victoria, don't!", Emmett held a hand up, trying to keep the peace, "She's drunk, she's just a kid, what does she know about us?"
"I'm not gonna kill her." Victoria frowned, "I just want to give her a nice scar across the face to remember me by."
"WOAH!!" Edward flew in between Emmett and Victoria, my friends standing there at his side, too, "What the hell is going on?!"
Alice informed Edward, "Bella got nuts and went to kick Victoria's ass and now Victoria wants to slice her across the face!"
"Put me DOWN!" I screamed, my rational side watching helplessly wished I would shut up. I had now stupidly put my friends, Emmett, and Edward all in danger against the psycho with the knife.
"Victoria…" Edward said, wearing no shirt and a pair of jeans, his hair damp, "I'll take her out of here, please? Don't hurt her, Victoria. I won't stand by and let you do that. I'll have to stop you."
"Fine.", Victoria sneered, knowing Edward was being true to his word, "And make it six days with me when you get back."
"Yes, Victoria. Thank you.", he replied, turning to Emmett, "Give her to me now."
"Okay, man, here." Emmett said gently, as Edward took me out of his arms and carried me quickly down the stairs, through the club and kicking the back door open, outside into the pouring rain.
Then I heard Edward muttering as he walked, carrying me, "Stupid, stupid, stupid!!!"
Is he actually angry at me?! Now I was fucking mad, too.
"Put me down!" I screamed, "Let go of ME!!"
I kicked and struggled enough that he let me down and I shoved him away, crying, glad the violent descending rain was soaking us and hiding my tears.
"You're so fucking lucky that she let me take you out of there!!" Edward was shouting at me, "Are you INSANE, BELLA?! Do you KNOW WHAT SHE COULD'VE DONE TO YOU?! She could've KILLED YOU!"
"I'm not afraid of her, I'm not her SLAVE!!", I shrieked back at him, "I can say or do any damn thing I please!! I don't have to answer 'YES VICTORIA' every time that bitch speaks!!"
I started walking away from him, not sure where I was even going or how the hell I was going to leave him behind.
"What do you WANT from ME?!" Edward was following me, yelling over the rain, "Don't YOU THINK I WANT TO SAY NO TO HER?! DO YOU THINK I LIKE KNEELING DOWN IN FRONT OF YOU WHEN SHE SAYS TO?! I DON'T! I HATE IT! BUT THIS IS MY LIFE, BELLA!! I CAN'T CHANGE IT FOR YOU!!"
"I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE, EDWARD!!" I screamed, sobbing as I did, "I don't want you here, I don't want you selling yourself to anyone!! I want you with me!! Please, just come with me and don't ever come back here again! Please, I'm begging you, Edward!! I'll help you find a good job and you can stay with me, at my place! Anything is better than THIS!"
I grabbed his hands and pulled him with me but he wasn't following me, he was stuck firmly in place on the street.
"I can't, Bella!" he shouted, louder than the rain, "I want to…God, how I want to…but it'll never work, Bella! I'm not a broken doll you can fix!!"
"I'm not trying to fix you, EDWARD, I LOVE YOU!!", I shouted and the rational side of me fell over dead instantly. But the buzzed part of me stood her ground, frowning at him, unafraid of the outcome of my admission.
He just stood there, like a porcelain statue with living eyes, soaked by the cold rain. I couldn't think of anything else to say, I just stood there, staring at him.
His voice full of pain and torment, he said, "I love you, too, Bella. I don't want to, but I do. But that's why it can never work out. Everything I love dies or fades away. I'm cursed, Bella. And I told you not to love me. It'll just make the end harder for both of us."
"Well, TOO BAD EDWARD!" I sobbed, "Because I do love you! And if that means I'm cursed, too, then I'm cursed!! I want to be cursed!! I want to be everything you are! And if it means I have to become Victoria's slave, too, to be chained by your side, then I'll do it!"
"You don't know what you're saying.", he informed calmly, "You're drunk, Bella."
"No, I'm not!" I shouted, "I know what I'm saying. I love you!"
And then, a second later, I said it very softly, like a whisper as I saw him coming closer to me, nose to nose almost, "I love you."
The cold rain on my body was making me feel woozy and my head was dizzy, too…and then he kissed me, his cold, wet, rain lips moving against mine felt like a miracle to me and then the whole world seemed to tilt sideways.
"Ooops." Edward chuckled, catching me in his strong arms before I fell and he swept me up into his arms, bridal style, walking down the street with me, "Gravity, thou are a heartless bitch…"
"I've got you, fair Bella.", he informed, his voice caring now, "You crazy thing, you."
Then he muttered to himself, amused, repeating my words, "Chained together side by side…."
"I am not drunk, I mean it, Edward!" I said.
"Well, I hate to break it to you, but I don't think Victoria will buy you now…" he teased, "You called her a fucking bitch and pulled her hair. Doms don't really like that type of behavior in their slaves."
"Oh, shut up Edward…" I whined, trying to smile, my head starting to ache.
"And also, you're not very quiet.", Edward went on, "Slaves must be quiet and not talk too much. Speak when spoken to, you ever heard of that?"
"Enough, okay, I know…" I complained, then looked around as we were moving down the street, "Where are we going?"
"Home.", he answered, "And to bed."
"But, I thought you said…the roof…", I clearly sounded disappointed.
Edward's loud booming laugh erupted instantly, "You are just insatiable, aren't you, Dr. Bella? What have I done to you?"
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