Chapter 5: Homework Assignments
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I felt the need to apologize to Bella so I did. "I'm sorry, that was out of line. I'm just…just trying to wrap my mind around this character I have to portray." I said sincerely and was met with a small smile on those pouty lips. Those oh so kissable lips I'd love to see wrapped around my….argh, stop it! I glared down at my crotch and the evil mind of my dick.
"It's okay, Edward. I need to get over letting phrases like that bother me or else this is over before it starts and I think we both want…no, need to collar these guys for good." She said pulling her legs up underneath her and dropping my gaze to focus on the folder in front of her.
Jake pulled my stare away from the way her legs imagining them wrapped around my waist as I…damnit, looks like I'm going to be busy later beating off until the skin is rubbed off my dick. I scratched his big wooly head as I cleared my throat and opened the 9" x 11" manila envelope stuck inside the chart. I opened it and pulled out a small bundle of papers that were addressed as simply "Homework". I noticed Bella was doing the same thing, the look of shock mirroring mine, I'm sure. A striking white piece of paper was on top, written in strong elegant script.
Edward and Bella,
This is the necessary paperwork that you both need to complete prior to our
meeting tomorrow morning. I and my submissive, Alice, look forward to working
with you both. I'm sure we have the years of living in this life to give you guidance
to survive in the world of the Volturi. In regards to the paperwork, be completely
honest in your answers and if you aren't sure what something is, place a star
beside it and we'll go over it. It's in your best interest to know all there is to
know and be prepared. God knows you'll be tested.
Warmest Regards,
Master J
I skim through the paperwork and seeing detailed accounts of what it is to be a Dominant, and also an explanation of the submissive. I see some sort of contract with mine and Bella's names in bold in various places. Lastly, I see a couple of pages stapled together simply titled "Limit List". I scan down through the choices and Holy Mother of God!
"I think we should do this 'Limit' thing first, seems the easiest right?" I say and cringe at the raised tenor of my voice. I'm doomed to do penance during this entire operation with a perpetual hard-on.
"Sure, okay…" She said scanning the page and her eyes widening on every entry. I couldn't help but chuckle softly as I set to work on my own copy and willed my cock to wilt.
We worked in silence for about 20 minutes. I finished and passed my time waiting by retrieving two beers from the strangely stocked refrigerator, which happened to carry my favorite Heineken. Bella nervously bit her lip as she looked anywhere but at me and mumbled "Done."
I thought her papers were going to tear as I tried to trade her so we could review each other's answers. I settled back in the sofa to see what made that sexy-ass woman tick.
Limit List. Check accordingly with Green for acceptable, Yellow for soft limit/can be discussed and Red for hard limit/no exceptions.
Kissing Closed Mouth: Green
Kissing Open Mouth: Green
Anal Play: RED
Beating: FUCK NO RED!
Biting: Yellow
Blindfolds: Green
Bondage: Yellow
Breath Play: REDREDRED
Collars: As in dog collars, try it….RED
Face Slapping: RED
Fisting: What?! RED
Gags: RED
Hand Jobs: Yellow
Homosexuality: RED
Humiliation: RED
Licking: On me, Green…on him, RED
Massage: Green
Masturbation: me….RED, him….sure, Green
Nipple Clamps: RED
Orgasm Control: What?
Pain: NO…..REDREDRED
Role Play: ummm…Yellow?
Sensation Play: What the hell?
Sexual Penetration-Vagina: *glares*
Sexual Penetration-Anal: *loads gun*
Sex Toys: ….
Voyeurism: Green
Watersports: I don't even want to know…so RED
Worshipping: as in Church? WTF?
I couldn't help but glare as I finished her list. "What?!" she asked outraged.
"So basically, you're ok as long as I kiss you blindfolded, massage you and beat my dick off for you, is that about right?" I snarl, seeing my image of the Volturi brothers suffering a lifetime of being Gus' big bitch for multiple life sentences swirling down the drain of my mind.
"Hey, I can't help it that you like just about every perverse thing on here and you want me to play with your ass! Sicko!" She nearly screamed as she ran a hand through her hair.
"Not my ass, you dimwit, yours!" I yell standing up suddenly as the folder scatters to the ground. I pace as my nervous habit kicks in; I grip my hair in my hands and walk back and forth. Jake seems to think it's a game and follows me only to cock his head when I turn back the other way after a few steps.
"SHIT!" I scream in frustration and slam my open hand against the wall sending Jake on guard with hackles up. I turn to her and try to get my breath under control. "Bella, damnit, I don't want to be here anymore than you do…but I want these guys obliterated. I want them crying and begging for mercy as the hammer of justice comes down on them. We don't have a fucking chance with you acting like a fucking Jane Austen novel with your knees locked tighter than Fort Knox!"
I hear her sharp intake of breath and I don't care. She needs to know what is at stake here. We can't simply say 'Hi, I'm a Dominant and she's my submissive' and gain access to all of the Volturi's inner sins.
"I don't know what you expected, Bella, but let's face it….I'm going to be balls deep inside you, spreading those sinful little thighs and hearing you beg for more before this is all said and done!"
I barely register her flying from the couch as the slap to my cheek resonates through the room and my head snaps back. I don't think as my vision turns red and I grasp her wrist before she can land another. Her eyes light up in outrage as her nostrils flare and she's the most fucking beautiful creature in her fury.
"You arrogant son-of-a-bitch! I'd rather shoot you than allow you to touch me. You think I'm going to roll over and let you—"
I don't even realize what I'm doing as I slam my mouth over hers, one hand still gripping her smacking hand and the other tangling in her long locks, forcing her mouth tighter against mine slashing against her lips with my tongue demanding entrance. Her mouth opens more in shock, I think, than actually giving in, but I take what I can get.
I pour every ounce of fear and trepidation into this, forcing her to see with my mouth against hers what exactly we're facing. I swallow her whimper with my tongue forcing hers to play with mine as my hand drops hers and finds purchase on her hip, pulling her tight against me. She needs to know how she affects me to make this real. Another whimper as the infinitesimal movement of her hips against my hardness makes me weak in the knees. I break the kiss with a ragged breath and whisper against her lips.
"That, my dear, is what's expected of you. Please try to keep up." I know I'm an asshole as I turn and make my way upstairs throwing a "Goodnight" over my shoulder as I go. The shriek I hear as I shut the master bedroom door delights me in a somewhat sadistic bastard nature. I know I shocked her. I know it turned her on and I'll be damned if I'm the only one suffering tonight!
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