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Asian Bella
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Chapter 1 - Curiosity
Hello. My name is Isabella Marie Swan. I'm currently twenty-five and I happen to work at one of the hugest law firms in California. It was Riley's law firms. My job was to solve corporation lawsuits here. The job was great. This job was a typical nine to five workdays with the weekends off which was a nice perk. It was a tough job, but I managed to get through it each day. Even though there were times when I despised my job, I never gave up. I just pushed through it and in the end, it all paid off.
My work life is great, but my best friends Rosalie and Alice are always telling me that I was all work and no play. Which I guess they were right. I did work more then I intended to. I mean I did date on occasion, but the dates were always few and far in between. I was always cautious around the people I date because of past experience, really bad past experiences. I shudder at thought of my past that always seemed to haunt me date after date. It was a reminder that not everyone can be trusted and it just made dating that much harder.
The times that I did let my insecurities go and actually date it always ended in me not feeling the satisfaction that I thought I was going to feel or we just didn't click or have that connection that we were suppose to have. Every date that I have been on has left me wanting more, but never really being able to get what I wanted. Maybe I was just the problem in general.
I sat in my room recalling some of the people that I went on dates with. One person I dated was Mike Newton. I cringed at the thought. What I saw in him was beyond me. I realized that after I dumped him that he wasn't even that good looking.
Mike attended the same college as me and we had some classes together. We dated our freshman year of college and it lasted over the summer. When we first started out Mike seemed like a great person. We shared so many fun and happy moments together. We went to New York over the summer and spent it there. We went to Time Square, Madison Square Garden, and Manhattan. All the great places in New York actually.
He treated me right, but we did get into huge fights at times. Some how we always found a compromise to everything that we had a problem with. However, you know what they say. You get into a fight and have great make-up sex. That really wasn't the case in these situations. We did do the whole make-up sex, but to me it wasn't satisfying to say the least. I mean ever time we did have sex it wasn't what I was expecting it to be. Sure, it was good, but I just felt that something was missing each time we did have sex.
After dating for one more month, I decided to break it off because the relationship wasn't going anywhere. I could have just continued the relationship, but it would just be leading him on and I didn't want that to happen. There were no hard feelings because he was feeling the same way as me. It was easier to go our separate ways when the feeling was mutual.
After that relationship, my best friends decided it was time to do some blind dates on Saturdays. I hated that the most because half of them were just plain horrible dates.
One guy went on and on about how he missed his ex-girlfriend. I had to tell a lie and say that something was wrong at home and I had to go to get out of that date. Another time consisted of the guy staring at my boobs the whole night instead of looking at my face.
Another horrible time was probably when we had gone out. He was a gentle men and everything. Dinner had gone smoothly. The conversation was good. Nothing disastrous occurred, yet that is. After dinner, he had decided to catch a movie. I agreed since I was actually enjoying myself. When all hell broke, lose. Apparently the guy was already dating a girl and she happened to be there too with her group of friends. It turned out to be a huge event.
We had just walked in to the movie theaters with our tickets to see Iron Man 2. I was looking forward to the movie since I hadn't seen it yet. In addition, I loved the first one and wanted tosee this. George was the name of my date that night. He was about 5'9 with brown hair with green eyes. We were at the counter, he had just bought me a large Cherry Icee, he had gotten himself the same thing, and we got large popcorn. When somebody all of the sudden called his name.
"George? Is that you?" She asked him.
We turned around to see a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was with a group of friends. The moment she landed eyes on me I saw the anger sparking within them. I knew I was in deep shit at this point.
"Valarie. Hey, I didn't know you were coming here tonight." George replied to her.
"Apparently I didn't know you were going to be here either." She said. She glances at him then back at me again.
"Who is she?" She sneered at me.
"Nobody baby. She is just somebody that I met the other day and she decided we should watch a movie together. Since I had nothing to do and she surely didn't have anything else better to do." George was covering his ass as best as he could.
I was seeing red. He thought I didn't have anything else better to do. Ha. I could have been doing something more productive then doing all this shit with him.
"You were taking her out by doing what? Showing her a good time?" She asked with disbelief in her tone.
"Baby, don't get mad. This is nothing. This means nothing. I don't even know her really. You know you are the only one for me." He told her smoothly while giving her a devilish smile.
I wanted to gag. The nerve of this jackass to lie to this Valarie girl and pretend like we weren't on a date at this very moment. The more he talked the more he pissed me off. He thought that he could get away with toying with me. Nothing, but pure fire was coursing through my veins. I was seeing red I was so mad. Well he is about to get what is coming to him. I took the top off my Icee and dumped the whole thing on to his head.
"George you are a fucking jack ass. You just met me? Please this is a blind date and you agreed to it. People as low life as you don't deserve to be in a relationship. People like you who think they can toy with a women emotion are fucking pathetic. You are nothing, but a scum." I said with as much venom as I could.
Then I turned to the blonde-haired woman. "My advice to you is to dump this fucker. He has probably cheated on you more times then he can count." With that, I walked away from them.
Before I got out the door, I heard a loud, SMACK! I guess they were over too. I felt like I did something right for somebody. They needed to know what guys like him do to innocent women. Toy with their emotions until they get bored and get a new one.
Where that courage came from I had no idea, but it felt great to tell him off. I had a huge smile on my face after that. I went and called up Rosalie and Alice and we went to my house to talk about my night. They were both extremely proud that I did what I did. Thought after that I said I would never go on another blind date. They reluctantly agreed to it.
From that, point on I had another boyfriend we met at a coffee shop. More like I bumped in to him. Since I am such a klutz, I ended up spilling some of my coffee on to him. Everything seemed to fall in to place. We started talking for half a year an then we were dating. His name was John and I really liked him. He was always kind and sweet to me. Though he was not drop dead gorgeous, he still had good looks.
After dating for a little while, we got more intimate, but again I didn't feel the satisfaction that I thought I would. At this point, I knew it wasn't me as I had thought it was in the beginning. However, the fact that I was indeed craving something more to my sex life was a fact, but I just didn't know what I was craving. That wasn't the only problem, but as the relationship progressed I knew that I was letting my old fears and insecurities get the best of me. I knew he was a great guy, but my suspicions got the better of me and I just couldn't do it any more. What can I say? Old habits can be hard to break. As you can see that relationship ended fairly quickly after that point I still recalling me stating to him that it was I and not he.
Before I could reminisce some more my phone decided to ring and the caller ID showed that it was an incoming call from my dad.
I instantly picked up the phone call. "Hey Dad!" I told him in a cheerful tone.
"Hey Bella. How is my princess doing tonight?" My dad asked me over the phone.
The nickname that he just called me by brought a smile to my face, "I'm doing great! How are you?"
"I'm doing great as well. How is everything going over there?" He was asking.
This was starting to set off warning bells in my head. Charlie wasn't usually the person to ask about my work. I mean sure he did do it every so often, but usually when he did that there was definitely something important that he needed to tell me so he always tried to easy his way into it.
"Work is work Dad. It can be stressful at times, but I like my job and what it entitles. What's going on Dad?" As soon as those words left my mouth I was starting to feel nervous for some odd reason. I decided that me asking him about it would make my Dad get to the point faster
"That's great to hear that work is good." Pause. "I have no idea what you are talking about princess. I just wanted to call and see how you were doing." My dad was telling me in an innocent tone.
Once I heard his voice I slowly took a deep breath in trying to calm my nerves. No such luck with that happening. He never beats around the bush like this unless it was very serious or he was trying really hard not to upset me. At this point my gut was telling me that this situation was both serious and he knew it would upset me, but why?
"Dad! Just please tell me what's going on already! You are starting to freak me out!" I practically shouted at him the nerves getting the best of me.
There was a long pause and a sigh could be heard through the phone. "Alright Bella, I don't want you to panic or freak, but do yo-"
Before he could finish that sentence I heard what sounded like people shouting and guns being fired in the distance. "Shit!" He screamed into the phone.
"Dad! Where are you? What's going on?" I asked him frantically.
"I'm alright. We got a little too careless and at this point we have some unwanted people that we need to take care of. Princess I'm going to have to end this conversation right now. I will call you back late next week to talk to you about some things." Dad's voice brooked no argument.
I knew that my dad meant business that this point and I knew that if he stayed on the phone any longer with me that it could cost him to be badly injured or worse. I didn't want to think about the rest of that statement.
"I understand. Please be careful dad. The next time I see you I want to see you whole and not in some kind of bandage or cast." I was telling him grimly.
He let out a chuckle. "I will try my best not to get hurt. You know how this job can be at times though."
I let out a sighing knowing that he was completely right. This job was a risky one, but the job did have its perks at times. "I know dad. Just be extra careful for me." I pleaded.
"I will princess. Listen I really have to go now." I heard more gunshots being fired and more people were shouting. The shouting sounded to be closer this time.
"I love you dad."
"I love you too Bella. I will call you as soon as I can."
That was the last thing I heard before Charlie hung up the phone. I sat there looking at my phone and just praying that my dad would be okay. My dad's job was a risky one and he knew the risks to the job that he did. We all know the risks that came with the job that he did.
I knew my dad would be in contact with me as soon as he can. Sometimes I wonder if moving all the way from New York to California was really a good idea, but I knew it was and so did my parents. They knew as well as I did that I needed to get as far away from New York as possible.
I sat there for a few more minutes before deciding that it was time for me to head to bed. I turned off the lights and then walked over to my bed. I slipped underneath the covers to hold grab the teddy bear that my dad got me when I was first born. I snuggled it close to me. My last thoughts before I drifted off to sleep were for my dad to be safe.
The next morning I was woken up by the sound of my alarm going off. My hand shot out from under the covers to turn off the alarm. I snuggled back into my covers not wanting to get up. I was so tired because I kept on having nightmares, but now that I try to recall it I couldn't seem to remember what they were about. All I remember was the terror and I shudder at that feeling. It was like my mind was telling me something, but what? After laying there for what seems like forever, I grudgingly got up from the bed and headed into the bathroom to get ready for work this morning.
As soon as I was out of the bathroom I looked at my phone to see if my dad had text or called me while I was asleep, only to be disappointed with seeing nothing on the phone. I knew that my dad was okay or else somebody would have called me already to let me know what was happening. It was comforting to know that, but it would still be nice if he would text me and let me know that he was okay. I knew my dad though and he would do that as soon as he got a chance. With that thought in mind I headed to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast before work.
It was a simple breakfast of toast, scrambled eggs, and a few strips of bacon with some coffee. The coffee was what was going to wake me up this morning. I took my time enjoy my coffee before heading off to work.
Work was business as usual. I was in my office doing paper work and things that needed to be sorted through. Throughout the day a couple of clients came in talking about legal actions that they wanted to take and I dealt with them accordingly.
The workday seemed to fly by and right before I got off of work I got a call from my dad saying that he was okay. That everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about. We chatted a little bit more before he had to take care of some other business. We quickly said our goodbyes with a promise that he would call again as soon as he could.
Once I got off the phone with my dad I decided it was finally time to get ready to head home for the day. As I was going home, I once again passed by this club that was on my way to and from work. It was called Club D.S. I thought this name was weird for a club, but never really thought much about it.
After seeing it for another three weeks, curiosity got the best of me and I went home one Friday and got online to see what I could find about this so-called D.S. club. At first nothing really came up that seemed relevant to a club. I was about to give up, but I decided that I was going to look at one more page before I did.
I actually found what I was looking for. I clicked on the D.S club website. The first page was just a black screen with red letters reading, "Materials in here aren't for the faint of heart. If you are not in to bondage or dominance and submission then leave at once." I had never really heard of dominance and submission. I sat there for a few minutes to decide whether or not to enter. To me I felt like there really wasn't any harm in to checking out the website. If I didn't like it then I could always just close the window. My decision was maybe and I moved the mouse to click the enter button.
What I saw on that first page was not what I was expecting to see at all. There was a woman tied to a bed and she was spread eagle. She had some sort of ball stuck in her mouth. It looked as if it was stretching her mouth. She had a blindfold over her eyes so she couldn't see. A man was standing right beside her with a whip in one hand. He was shirtless and had an incredible body. He had at least a six-pack along with brown hair and brown eyes. He was wearing some leather pants that molded to his legs perfectly. This man also had a wicked smile on his face as if saying he was going to be making her dreams come true. As I was staring at this, I felt myself getting wet. I had no idea why I was reacting this way. I looked a way from that picture and continue with my search of figuring out this club.
After the picture, there was a paragraph that explained about the club. It was a bondage club. Bondage was actually a sexual desire that people had. Some like to dominate and others like to be dominated. They were known as a submissive. This was a club created for people who liked a life style of dominance and submission. People could come here and do some sessions with other doms or they were there to just loot at the life style and how everything was done. It said that there was a normal day for looking at the life style was on Fridays. People who came in and checked out the club could also try a scene or two if they felt up to it.
I scrolled down some more and there were more pictures of people in bondage. Pictures of women on their hands and knees naked with what I assumed was their master holding some sort of whip in their hands. Others with girls tied to a chair and have on some clamps that looked painful with the way they were pinching the nipples. Yet this picture didn't turn me off. In fact, it actually just made me even more aroused then before. As I looked through some more pictures, I was honestly curious about this. All of the pictures made me extremely wet and as I looked at the pictures, I could picture myself being in the women's positions of being tied up. Maybe this is what I have been craving this whole entire time. What I was always missing from my sex life.
There was an achy feeling that I normally didn't have. My hands moved of their own accord. One hand slid down to my pants and opened up the buttons and I pulled the zipper down slowly. My hand slipped in to feel that my panties were positively drenched. I slipped my hand inside my panties and started to play with my clit. My eyes fluttered close at the feeling of this new sensation on my sensitive clit. A moan slipped out of my mouth at how good it felt to relieve some of my ache, but it wasn't enough. I trace around my wet folds avoiding the area that I so desperately needed my fingers to be. I took one hand and slipped it in to my wet pussy. It slid right in because I was so wet. I pumped that finger in and out for a few seconds, but it wasn't enough.
Therefore, I slid a second one in. I pumped them in and out of my pussy. I used my thumb to press down on my clit. I was moaning at this point. It felt so good. My other hand slid under my shirt to crease my right breast. Then I circled the areola. It left a tingling sensation of where my hands were. I proceeded to pinch my nipple as I pumped my hands harder and faster. I felt myself clenching around my fingers and I knew I was about to cum soon. I pinched my nipple a couple of more times and pressed down on my clit and with one final thrust of my fingers my walls clenched around my fingers and my fingers were coated with even more of my fluids. I let out a scream as I came. I rode out the orgasm.
Once it was finished, I felt exhausted. I slipped my hand out from under my panties and took my other hand away from my breast. It had been a while since I had sex with another guy, but I did masturbate. Even when I did, they didn't feel as good as this one. I just sat there with my eyes closed and tried to catch my breath again. My face was flushed from all of my exertions.
After I had calmed down, I got up from my seat and washed my hands in the bathroom. Then I decided to take a shower. I went to my room and got my nightclothes and a set of panties and bras. I walked back in to the bathroom, hopped in to the shower, and took a nice hot shower. It gave me some time to think.
Maybe this submissive lifestyle really is for me. Though it interested me, I had no idea what happened in these kinds of situations. Maybe I should go and check out the club on a Friday just to see some scenes actually played out. What am I saying? Did I really want to be dominated by? Was this my true calling? I had no idea to be honest. I had never considered it, but the idea sounded more and more appealing to me. I decided I was going to do some more research on bondage and what all goes on before decided whether or not I want to actually do it.
I quickly finished my shower a then got dressed in a plain t-shirt and some black shorts. I threw my old clothes in the hamper and put my towel back in its place. Then I walked back over to the computer and looked up bondage in general. So many sites popped up. I knew this might take a while, but I was off tomorrow. That meant I had enough time to figure out some things about it. There were sights that mostly showed some more pictures about bondage and how it was all played out in certain cases. I did check out a video or two and it only spiked my interest. Then I decided that I was going to look up the equipment for it. As I looked on the sights, I saw that there were many things that could be used such as whips, chains, spread bars, dildos, vibrators, anal beads, anal plugs, a cane, flogger and so much more. My mind was absolutely spinning, but I was curious all the same. As I looked through everything, I read what the descriptions for them were too. From what I had gotten from all of my reading was that it was a something that seemed like it would be painful, but people actually got a lot of pleasure out of it.
For some unknown reason I knew that, I wanted to go to this club. I actually wanted to see what they did first hand. I was interested enough that I would actually go and see it. Who knows, maybe I will actually find what I was missing all this time with that resolved in mind I decided that next Friday I would go and see what they did. I spent another hour looking through this stuff. When it was two in the morning, I decided to go to sleep. I had tomorrow to look up this information too and the rest of the week if I needed to find any thing else out. I shut the computer off. Then went in to the bathroom to brush my teeth and got in to bed. I closed my light and laid down. My dreams were filled with nothing, but bondage that night.
The week was filled with me working on this new case. The new case was on a corporation suing for the fact of some stolen item that supposable happened and they wanted to get that. I ended up going to the corporation to find out some stuff. I had a busy week and I was finally glad that it was Friday. I only had to work until three a then I was off. This meant that I was off the whole weekend. I was sitting at my desk looking over some more papers when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." I said without looking up to see who came in. "
Hey Bella. I brought you the rest of the documents you asked for." Angela told me.
I looked up to see her walking towards me with a stack of papers in her hand. "Thanks Angela. That really helps me out."
Angela was my secretary. However, I couldn't ask for a better one. She always got what I asked her to do and for it to be done on time. Never has she failed me in that. In addition, everything was organized down to the T and I found all that I needed. She was a quite and shy girl that didn't talk much. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Angela wore glasses, but I have known her for a while now. We actually go back to my first year of college. We were roommates and ever since then we have still been great friends.
"Is there anything else you need Bella?" She asked me while handing me the papers.
I took them from her. "No. I think I am okay for today."
"If you are done with everything you can leave early Angela. I am almost down with here any ways." I told her.
"Are you sure Bella I could just wait for you to finish? I mean it is no big deal." She asked me.
"Don't worry Angela. I am sure you have better things to do then wait around for me." I told her with a smile on my face.
She just nodded her head. "Thank you Bella. I will just clean up some stuff and the get going."
I nodded my head. "You're welcome." I said to her as she walked out of my office.
I was still working on the paper as I went through it. After finishing that, I quickly scanned through the information Angela gave me. When there was a knock on the door again. I looked up to see Angela there.
"I am leaving now Bella. Have a good weekend." Angela said with a bright smile on her face.
"Thanks Angela. You do the same thing. I will see you on Monday." I replied with a smile on my face. She said her thanks and left me once again to my work.
Now I couldn't concentrate because of what was to come today. I was going to that club later on tonight. Now all my thoughts were focused on that instead of work, but I decided that I needed to focus. As I picked up another piece of paper, I read it half way through. When I finally realized that, I had read the same paragraph three times and still couldn't comprehend what it was saying that I gave up on it. I decided that I would pack up the documents and go over it at home instead. I gathered all that I was going to need this weekend and put it in to my briefcase. Then everything else that I was leaving here I filed them away in my filing cabinet. Then I turned to shut off my computer. After I got everything, I walked over to the door, shut off the light, and closed the office door. I walked to the elevators and got down to the lobby. Then I headed over to my Acura and drove home.
Once I got to the apartment complex, I shut off my engine and gathered my things. After I got everything out I locked my car. Then walked in the door and got on to the elevator. It stopped at the tenth floor and I walked over to my door and opened it. I set what I had on to the table, closed the door, and locked it. I decided to get out of my work clothes. I found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to change in to and got out of my suit for the day. There was still five hours to kill before I would go to the club.
By distracting myself, I decided to watch a movie. I watched Avatar since that movie was three hours and that would definitely kill some time. I popped in the movie, went and made some popcorn for me while the previews were on. Once the popcorn was done, I grabbed myself a soda and sat down on the coach to watch the movie. I was so entranced by the movie that I didn't even realize what time it was.
By the time the movie finished it was already 6:45. I went in to the kitchen to make me some dinner. I made a salad and cooked a steak. I made enough salad so that I would have some left over for tomorrow. After that was made I got to cooking my steak. I really wasn't in to cooking the steak instead my mind was in to what I would be seeing tonight. This was a huge change for me no doubt about it, but was I ready? Then again I felt like I could never really de ready for something like this. I really didn't want to psyche myself out before I even got there. I finished cooking my steak and put that on to a plate. I took the salad out and got me some. I walked back over to my table and sat down to eat.
I didn't have much of an appetite since I was feeling a little nervous about tonight. I took a couple of bites of steak and ate about half of the salad. I knew I wasn't going to eat any more of that so I gave up on it. I just wrapped everything up and put it in to the refrigerator. No point in wasting food when I can just eat it tomorrow. I went in to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
I got out and wrapped a towel around myself. I found a pair of matching purple panties and the bra was strapless. I found a halter-top that was red and wore a black skirt to go with it. I threw on some red high heels and did my make-up. My hair was in waves since I didn't bother to straighten it. I found my black purse and threw in my keys, wallet, and some make-up. I walked out the door and made sure to lock it. Then got on the elevator and went to the lobby again. I walked over to my car and drove to the club.
When I got to the club, it wasn't that bad. The line was long, but it wasn't as long as I thought it was going to be. I found a parking spot near the front of the club. I got out and headed toward the line of people waiting. After about forty-five minutes of waiting, I was finally allowed in to the club. Which it was not what I was expecting at all. There were people walking around and most of them were clad in leather.
I was guessing that the regulars were wearing leather and the people just coming to check it out were in normal clubbing clothing. It was a surprise to see that certain men had women on leashes and they were walking behind the men with their heads down. Most of the women here were scantily clothed. To me it seemed like every women had on at least a mini skirt or a micro mini and a tube top that barely covered their breast, while the fashion for guys seemed to be leather pants that accented their body perfectly. Actually, it seemed like there was many women that followed the men around. There was however the few occasions that you had the men following around the female.
The club was not a normal club either. There was a dance floor that people could just have fun and relax. However, in this club, there were more people naked on the floor and groping each other then there was dancing. Even then, they had the techno music playing in the background. It seemed like the club had a bar just like any.
What surprise me the most was that there were actually chains, ropes, and whips set up around the whole room. It seemed like anybody could get the materials they wanted just right here in front of everybody. As I walked around, I could see sessions going on. The sessions were father away from the dance floor. You could honestly hear some of the moans and screams coming from parts of the sessions. People were all gathered around to see what was happening to the men or women. I was so caught up at looking at a girl who was on the table laying face up and being tied down that I ran in to somebody. I stumbled back and was about to fall on my ass when two strong hands grabbed me by the shoulders.
"I am so sorry." I said to the person that I ran in to.
I saw that he was wearing leather pants. My guess was that he was a regular here. He also wore a tightly fitted black t-shirt and you could make out the six-pack that he had underneath the shirt. His arms had muscles on them to. I looked at his face to see that he had emerald color eyes and bronze hair that was in disarray. My jaw dropped to see this gorgeous man. His mouth turned in to a devilish smile as he saw my reaction.
"It is quite all right." He said to me as he bluntly checked me out too. I blush at his actions, but also for the fact that I just ran in to him. "
I have never seen you in here before. What's your name?" Mystery guy asked me.
"Isabella Swan, but I prefer Bella." I told him.
"The name is Edward Cullen. Its' nice to meet you Bella. First time here I am guessing?" Edward asked quizzically.
"Yes, it is. Nice to meet you too Edward." I told him.
He just stood there thinking for a second. "What brings you here?"
"I guess the same reason as everybody else. I was curious about this life style." I replied to him honestly.
"I see. Would you like me to show you around?" He asked me.
"Umm… If you want to that is. I don't want to be a bother to you. I told him sheepishly.
"It would be a delight to show you around. We could watch a couple of sessions here and there." He told me with a devilish smile on his face.
I just nodded my head not sure of what to say. He led me back over to the session I was just looking at.
The woman was now tied to the table. She was spread eagle on the table with both of her arms and legs tied to each corner of the table. She now had a blindfold on so she couldn't see what he was going to do to her. He just stood back and let the people get a good look at her. She completely still and didn't move a muscle. However, she was completely naked on the table and everybody could see her. Nothing was hidden it. After circling her for a few more minutes, he took out what looked like clamps and there was a big "o" shape thing hanging from the other side of it.
"He is using the blindfold to heighten her senses." Edward spoke beside me. I just stood there and soaked up everything he had to say. He now got out what looked like those clamps that I saw on the front of that web page.
"Those are nipple clamps that he is adding on." Edward said again.
The man paid close attention to her nipples. He took one of them in to his mouth and the other he was fondling with him hands. He pinched and squeezed the other one. Once he was satisfied, with the nipple, he attached the clamps on and she let out a small cry, but took deep breaths to relieve the pain. He then repeated the same process on to the other nipple. Once they were both on, he took the chain and gave it a tug a few times. She let out a moan at the sensation of it all. My breast started to feel a little tingly too from all foreplay it seemed like. All that was going on here were turning me on. Next, he walked over to the table and picked up a whip looking device.
"What's that?" I asked Edward completely absorbed in to what he was doing and not caring at that moment if it was embarrassing or not.
"That is a cat-o-nine flogger. What the name says it is. It has nine inch falls and a handle to hold on to it." Edward replied to me.
I just kept on looking at the man. He took the flogger and trailed in up and down her body. She moaned at the sensation of that flogger trailing up her skin. He stood right behind her and started to hit her body first. Then went and hit her breast paying attention to each one. After that, he went in between her legs and hit her square on her mound. She moaned even louder.
"More, more, more. I need it harder. Please?" She was begging her to have it harder and he oblige her and hit her harder and faster. She was panting and before you knew it, she found her release. She screamed out his name as she came.
After that performance, I was left with an aching feeling myself. My panties were once again drenched. The session was so intense that even I was affected by it. I felt as if I wanted to be her and being dominated over like that. It was such a raw needed that I was surprise by it myself. Edward then turned to me.
"Would you like to go and see the private section of the club? Only members can go to and we could maybe try a session of our own?" Edward asked me with a wicked smile on his face as if he knew what I was thinking and all of my deepest and darkest fantasies.
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A/N: Whew! There you have it, chapter one. I hope you people enjoyed it. Please take a moment to review to let me know if you thought this chapter flowed together or does it seem like I just threw some ideas together!
Thanks a lot, Asian Belle