Chapter 23: You want me to wear what?

***EDWARD***

After our mutually satisfying shower, we chuckle and giggle (I chuckled, she giggled….I don't giggle!) our way into the bedroom to dress for our evening. Bella's giggle turns into a full blown hyena laugh that makes her cough and fall to the floor gasping for breath. I look over our outfits on the bed.

"Uh-Uh! No fucking way! Seriously, they want me to wear that?! Not in this fucking lifetime!" I paced back and forth throwing death glares at the bed every now and again. After Bella finally contains herself to giggles and wiping her eyes of the tears streaming down her cheeks, she says innocently.

"What Edward? I think you'll look smashing in your outfit." She can barely say it with a straight face.

"Bella, its leather pants…fucking leather pants. I have never nor will I ever worn leather pants. Jesus, cliché much? Where's the studded black leather collar to top the whole thing off?" I huff picking up the offending garment between my fingers and shuddering.

"Oh c'mon Edward, we're going to a BDSM sex club for Christ's sake. Do you actually think leather pants are going to make you stand out?"

I get a satisfied smirk at her scream of outrage as she finally inspects her own clothes, or lack thereof, of the evening. Karma is a bitch baby!

"I….wha….I can't wear this? Holy shit, there's more material in my underwear!" She holds up a slinky barely there midnight blue dress. My dick twitches just imagining her in it. She catches the perverted look on my face, which earns me a smack to the chest.

"Oh, c'mon Bella, we're going to a BDSM sex club for Christ's sake? Do you actually think that's going to make you stand out?" I chuckle throwing her words back at her.

"Asshole."

"Prude"

"How in the hell do you wear underwear with these things?" I say, inspecting them warily.

"You don't." Bella says simply, sliding the matching blue lacy thong up her legs under her towel. The look on my face must be one of shock as she gives me a deadpan look.

"Edward, you can't. They are too tight; you'll have an underwear line. Number one fashion no-no and you know Alice will call you out immediately." She says searching around for what I assume is a bra. I smirk when she huffs in frustration and grabs the 'dress' turning her back and dropping the towel while pulling it over her head. The pale globes of her ass parted by that sinful blue lace has me panting.

She turns pulling the dress into place and I can't help my mouth falling open. It barely clears her ass in its length. The front drapes around her breasts attractively, but the back drops down to nearly the crack of her ass. She's sin on heels, which she slips into. Good GOD!

She asks how she looks and I'm reduced to a stuttering idiot, which is all the encouragement she obviously needs as she sashays into the bathroom. I curse the leather as I shove my feet into them, tugging and pulling them up my legs. Hell, I've had virgins that were easier to get into. I get them situated on my hips finally and look down at my cock hanging from the zipper. Okay, where the hell do I put you? If Alice thinks I'm going to walk around all night with a Pulp Fiction tuck, she's got another thing coming.

I tuck my best friend to the left then to the right screaming out in frustration. Okay, these pants aren't made for the well-endowed man. I've just about given up when Bella walks out of the bathroom, propping herself up in the doorway just watching with an impish grin.

"Having trouble there, darlin?" She approaches, her eyes never leaving mine as she grabs my cock and slides it down my left leg and doing up the zipper (carefully) and button. Of course, her hand on me makes it a little more difficult as I start to harden. She steps back with a chuckle as I look down, and it looks like I'm smuggling one hell of a summer sausage in my pants. Christ!

"I'm thinking you'll want to will want to wear your shirt untucked big boy." I jump as her hand gives my cock a nice squeeze. I have to groan as HE fights to grow and damnit, there's nowhere to go.

The doorbell ringing announce Jasper and Alice and Bella runs to let them in as I slip into a midnight blue shirt, buttoning it up and leaving several buttons unbuttoned at the neck. Slipping into my socks and shoes, I can hear the girl's excited chatter and Jake's matching bark. I run my hands through my hair, deciding it's going to do what it wants anyway as I stroll into the living room. Jasper and I clasp hands as the girls disappear into the bedroom in a gaggle of giggles and hushed whispers. Seeing Jasper's raised brow, I do what any guy would.

"Want a beer? God knows I need one."

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The ride to the club is littered with Alice, Rose and Bella's schoolgirl chatter, complementing each other's outfits and makeup and other shit. Us boys sit back sipping the top shelf whiskey provided by the car. I just about swallowed my tongue when Emmett and Rose pulled up and exited their car. Rose resembled the girls in a dress cut up to there and cut down to there. She looked fierce. Emmett, on the other hand, Jesus! He had on leather pants similar to mine, but that's where the similarities ended. He has on a tight white t-shirt with the sleeves ripped out brazenly exclaiming "I've been a bad boy, spank me Mistress" on the front. Upon his neck is the patented black studded collar attached to a chain leash that Rose holds onto to.

"What the fuck do you have on? Did Alice pick that?" I ask as we all climb into the stretch SUV.

"No, dude, this getup is mine." Emmett says with an evil grin.

"Christ, this was a bad idea." I mutter, pulling Bella closer to my side.

"Okay, listen up my little students." Jasper commands our attention. "While we're far enough out of the city, we still can't guarantee that someone we might meet in Peccato might be there so everyone on their A-game. Don't break character for even a second. Now, you're going to see things that you've never seen before…some may be shocking to you. Don't let it show. Edward you are supposed to be seasoned Dom and Bella, you've been his submissive for years. No matter what you see, you treat it as if it's "The Wizard of Oz" something you've seen a thousand times."

I nod as I sip my whiskey, the tiniest curl of nervousness swirling in my stomach. This will be our first test in this world. We will find out if we have what it takes to take this undercover in the lair of the Volturi. While Bella and I know each other intimately, I don't know if we can make the Dom/sub thing work, especially if she can't contain that smart mouth of hers. Her hand grips mine and I search her eyes as she nods.

"We can do this, Edward. We have to; there are too many lives on the line."

Her assurance reaffirms my determination. We can do this. We have to do this.

"There will be various scenes playing out all over the club. Observe, but for God's sake don't interrupt. Seeing a woman or man being whipped until blood runs down their back may be offensive to you, but remember, it is what they want. Don't interrupt the scene. Bella, you aren't to speak unless spoken to directly. Edward, you will be doing most of the talking. People are going to be interested in you because you're unknown. Know your backstory to a T." Jasper says gravely and we nod at the appropriate places.

"Oh, and for God's sake, don't drink any drink you don't order yourself. There's a growing trend in this lifestyle of slipping people a drug cocktail the Volturi call 'Uninhibited'. It's a mixture of ecstasy, heroin and god knows what else but it will fuck you up royally and you'll basically do anything requested or demanded of you."

"Oh my God!" Bella and Rose say simultaneously.

"Emmett and Rose, you guys need to keep a low profile. We don't have a back story for you and if you draw too much attention, you could find yourselves targeted. Understood?" Jasper looks to Emmett and Rose until they nod in agreement.

The SUV pulls up in front of a non-descript building and a guy in a suit opens the door. Jasper gives us a grave look and mutters, "its show time, boys and girls."

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The doorman swing the two heavy metal doors open to our party and we walk inside, the sultry beat of music plays a staccato rhythm in my chest. There are spotlights on various stages and tucked away corners of the club, highlighting the inhabitants in soft shades of blue. There are easily a thousand people inside and the area of the club makes it comfortable….this freaking place is huge. A girl walks by in a black leather bustier and barely there panties, holding a tray of drinks on her upstretched palm.

At first glance it seems like any other club, but as I take a closer look I see bodies writhing in an unmistakable dance. An obvious Domme leads her 'pet' by us by a leash as he crawls along the floor behind her. I hear the tell-tale whoosh and snap of a whip hitting flesh from the corner of the room. Suddenly, we've come face to face with this world that we've only been taught about f or the last week and it's overwhelming in its tangibility.

"Spread out and observe." Jasper tries to say quietly over the music. I wince as I watch Rose pull on Emmett's leash. That shit just isn't right.

I walk confidently through the crowd, sensing Bella walking behind me a few steps to my left as she has been instructed. Given the immense push of bodies, I reach behind me silently to grasp her hand, feeling the tremble of her fingers as they clasp mine. I receive a few apprising looks from several obvious Domme's and I see several eyebrows rise from the Masters observing Bella. It's easy to see why, she's stunning.

We weave through the room toward the bar. I raise a $20 toward the bartender and he takes our order quite quickly. I order a scotch neat for myself and a glass of red wine for Bella. I know I need to keep my wits about me, so I sip the fiery liquid slowly as we make our way through the room.

Toward the back, there are several 'rooms' set up as couples/groups play out different scenes before anyone watching. Several couches and comfortable looking chairs are surrounding them, and couples occupying them are in various positions of intimacy. I look to see Bella's wide eyed gaze taking in the debauchery. I almost loose it when that bottom lip is sucked into her mouth, her straight white teeth worrying it softly.

I hear Bella's soft gasp and I pause before a room. The redhead is strapped facedown to the table, her wrists and ankles bound. Her partner, a tall ponytailed blonde spanks her with a leather paddle as she whimpers and begs. The pale skin of her ass shines brilliant red with each slap of the paddle. My hand tightens on Bella's as he takes two fingers sliding them inside her as she screams out in pleasure. I watch as her body tightens and her face shows ecstasy as he stops. She whimpers and cries out, begging him to give her release. His face shows no mercy as he continues to strike her over and over.

I take in Bella's face, her teeth chewing on her lower lip. The finest sheen of sweat peppering her upper lip as her breath pants out. Well, well, well…..what do we have here? Seems my sweet little innocent Bella is somewhat of a voyeur.

We move on to the next room, seeing a platinum blonde tied up and hanging from a complicated suspension rope. A black man with long dreadlocks circles around her, reaching out a finger here and there as he circles to touch an arm, her breast, her thigh. The girl is shivering and pulling against her binding as he smacks her ass, demanding in a vicious tone that she remain still. I pull Bella down onto my lap as I slide into a chair. I position her in front of me, turned toward the action. Her sweet little ass perched on my groin.

I watch as the man wraps her hair in his hand pulling her head back fiercely and whispers to her. Her legs spread wider, displaying her pussy for all of the viewers to see. His hand comes down quickly smacking against her center; he repeats it as she screams out. He demands her to cum as he smacks her harder and I hear Bella's intake of breath as the girl squirts, soaking her legs and splashing out onto the floor before she hangs lifeless in the ropes.

Bella's hips shift on my lap and I have to bite back the groan I feel bubbling up in my throat. The man presents his fingers at the girl's mouth demanding her to suck, the loud sounds of her sucking her own release from his fingers echo throughout the room as Bella wiggles on my lap. I bring my mouth to her ear, whispering softly.

"Do you like watching this, pet? Do you like what he's doing to her?" My fingers reach beneath her arm to pluck at the hardened nipples beneath her dress. A whimper is my only answer.

The man pulls the ropes up into the pulley, raising the girls lower half up off the ground as he grips her hair tight. He's demanding that she beg….and beg she does. She's screaming out in need as he places himself behind her and aligns his cock. Suddenly, he thrusts forward, filling the girl as she screams in pleasure. I hear Bella's quiet whimpers as her hips thrust back and forth on my lap. I pull her back against me as I breathe in her ear.

"Does this turn you on, Bella? Do you picture it's you and I?" I bite her earlobe and hear her whispered 'yes' float around me.

"I'm giving you three minutes. Go toward the bathrooms….NOW!" I whisper as she pushes off of me and I smack her ass.

I wander around the room for a minute and I see Bella disappear down the hall with the signs stating 'restrooms'. I meet the eyes of a man with dark long hair and hawk-like eyes. I nod and he does also as I slip down the hallway.

I see her in the bleak lights, her back pressed against the wall. As I draw closer, I can see the subtle tremble in her body. I press the length of me up against her delighting in her gasp.

"I want you. Right here. Right now." The last word barely escapes my lips as our mouths crash together in an illicit dance of teeth and tongues as I press hard against her. Her leg slides around my waist and I'm pulling at leather to release my cock. Once I'm free, I slide my fingers into her soaked thong and pull it to the side.

Without any further pomp and circumstance, I thrust home burying myself in her hot molten walls. Her head falls back as I press her harder against the wall and begin to thrust. It isn't slow, it isn't soft…..it's base primal need. The need to have her here, right now is overwhelming. I rise to my toes, pressing into her with everything I have and she accepts me, her walls clenching around me like velvet vice. I smother her moans with my mouth as we kiss, harsh and real. Fuck, she feels so good wrapped around me.

"Do you feel it, pet? Do you feel what we are together?" I whisper against her throat, pushing up into her as I feel her heels dig into my ass.

"Yes, fuck you feel so good." She murmurs as I brace my hands against the wall and fuck her with all I am. It's animalistic, it's all encompassing…..it's so fucking right.

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*******? POV******

I watch the two young lovers fucking against the wall. I love watching the youth and their uninhibited lust. I dial the numbers on the phone, watching as it rings.

"Yes?"

"Caius. Aro here. I think I've found your next victim….I mean, submissive." I say.

"Really brother? Do tell?" Caius murmurs through the phone.

"Spicy little brunette. Has multiple orgasms, it seems." I say as I hear the girl scream out again.

"Sounds delicious. She's masterless?" My brother asks.

"No. But he's dispensable."