Thank you for the love you always show me, I just can't say it enough! I got a lot of good feedback last chapter and I will try to grant all requests. Thank you to my wonderful friend and beta Audrey for taking time out of her life to edit my story and listen to my personal turmoil, I love you dearly, hope you have a great vacation! I hope the New Year as been good for you all so far. My friend is doing much better thank you to those who asked! I'm dealing with my own health problems right now too, geez lol. I got a really nasty review from someone, basically telling me I'm an insult to the dom/sub community, you know what I told her? Don't read it if you don't like it, this is just fiction, she decides to review again and email, but I never bothered to read, what is the point to give in to someone else's idiocy. Now on with the show!
CHAPTER 28
Distraction, that's what I needed something to distract me right now. Maybe I could get into the liquor cabinet and find something there. Yes, some jack would be so appropriate right now. Why did I agree to this? Oh that's right; I'm the moron who suggested it! What was I thinking!
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Yes, it was an intriguing idea at first, the whole preparation for this weekend had been very pleasurable. But now it was Showtime and now I needed to prove myself, but I wasn't exactly sure I could do it. I love him so very much, and yes for him I would do just about anything, but could I go through with it? I know all I had to do was tell him I didn't want to and that would be that. Could I back out?
I needed to prove to him and myself that I could live this life, but why was I trying so hard? I was still so new to the lifestyle. Edward had changed so much for me, given in to me so many times. He would give it all away for me, but I didn't want that. I wanted him to be fulfilled, like nothing was missing. I never wanted him to regret his choice… to regret choosing me.
Christmas was only a week away. What do you buy a man that has everything? That was another problem I was facing at the moment. Alice had been dragging me all over Neiman Marcus for the past two hours, shoving shirts, ties, watches, underwear; just about anything she could get her hands on into mine.
I didn't understand why she felt it necessary to buy all these things when I knew these were not things he would want for Christmas. I needed to put more thought into a gift, keep it less generic. He was Edward for Christ sake, someone who deserved something from the heart, from my heart.
"Bella I think he would like the blue one, don't you?" Alice cooed holding up yet another dress shirt.
"Alice I really don't think clothes is the best present I could think of to give the man who has it all." I dropped the armful of things I was carrying in a nearby chair and walked away.
"You do realize you are the weirdest girl I ever met. What female in her right mind has a black card and never uses it!" Alice stomped her foot, with her hand on her hips.
"I don't come from money like you do Alice; it's hard for me to spend it so easily." I shrugged.
"Well if you are really going to be a part of this family, you need to learn!" Alice sighed putting the shirt back on the rack.
The thought of being a part of the Cullen Clan, well it was just foreign to me, too good to be true. They were always so welcoming, so loving, it just didn't seem right. You expect people who come from the upper classes the way they did, that to have their very rich and powerful son, fall for a middle class girl, so not rich, that it would be discouraged, but not with Carlisle or Esme. Neither ever treated me unkindly or unfairly.
I was treated like I belonged; it was warming to my heart.
"What do you expect to get him then? You only have a week and have yet to get him one single thing!" Alice threw her hands in the air.
"Alice relax." I patted her shoulder.
"Well this shopping trip was a bust, I guess we should go. I promised Edward I would have you back by 6pm."
This news brightened my mood considerably and Alice noticed immediately. She made a face and rolled her eyes. Yeah, we were going to Edward! The ride to the penthouse was quiet on my part. Alice babbled away about Jasper, I didn't pay much attention.
When I made my way through the doors Edward was sitting on the stairs in his lounge pants and nothing else. His bare chest made my need for him strong.
Tonight was my final test. Tomorrow was the back table party and my last chance to chicken out.
"Why are you empty handed?" He gave me a perplexed look.
"I couldn't find anything I liked." I muttered walking to him and wrapping my arms around him.
"And here I thought that New Hampshire was a turning point for you." He moved the hair from my face and kissed me softly with a longing need.
"Why can't your lips be attached to me every second of everyday?" I sigh against his mouth and I could feel him smile.
"Then how would you breathe?" He teased.
"If I die from kissing you, it would be the best way to go." I joke.
"I'd rather have you alive." He hits my nose with his finger grabbing my hand.
"Did Alice feed you?" He asks pulling me to the kitchen.
"If you call a pretzel food." I laughed.
"I had a feeling." He smirked.
"Sit." He ordered.
I sat on the stool at the island and Edward retrieved a bowl out of the fridge. It was a Tupperware container and when he popped it open I leaned over the counter to see what was inside.
"Oh no you." He laughed and pulled the bowl away from the counter.
I pouted and he placed it on the stove and strolled over to my side. He pulled me close to him as he stood in front of me. He pulled a blind fold from his pocket and wrapped it around my eyes.
"Trust me?" He whispered in my ear.
"With my life." Was my only reply.
"Good, as I do you with mine." He kissed my forehead and moved away.
The room disappeared into darkness and I could only use my hearing to figure out what he was doing. I heard him come back to my side and he placed something on the island.
"Open your mouth." He commanded and I did as I was told instantly.
My lips wrapped around something that tasted tangy and sweet, with a slight crunch.
"Salsa on a cracker?" I mused.
"Ah, salsa on a pita chip, but very good." He hummed.
He placed more of the snack into my mouth and I moaned in enjoyment.
"You like it?" He already knew the answer.
"It's very good, where did you get it?" I asked.
"I made it while you were gone, even the pita." I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Did I ever tell you I love a man who can cook?" I smirked.
"Did I ever tell you I love a woman that loves me?" He teased.
I knew I was blushing at that point. He was cute and playful like this, just like a normal boyfriend would be.
"I have an idea, when you are finished." He said.
"I'm done." I said after chewing the last bit of the pita.
He helped me down off the stool and took my hand, guiding me out of the kitchen, I assumed. In one fluid motion Edward swept me up in his arms and moved swiftly into another room. Since I had on the blindfold I had no idea what he was doing or where he was taking me.
It was less than a minute and he was sitting me down on a cold wooden surface. He began to kiss my neck as his hands made quick work of my blouse. Today I had worn my cream color blouse and a pair of black slacks with dress flats. I had the day off from the bookstore because they were renovating it.
Edward pushed the blouse off my shoulders and began to kiss them, sending shivers down my back. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled at his hair. He kissed down the center of my cleavage and quickly unclasped my bra. It always amazed me how accomplished he was at that, he was even better than a girl.
My breasts sprung free and I felt his mouth attack my right nipple, while he unbuttoned my pants, pulling them off my body. I was left in only my underwear at this point. His mouth was giving me sweet sensations as his hand went to work on my wet center.
I leaned back, trying to enjoy the feel of him touching and sucking on my body. Suddenly it stopped, he removed himself from me. I whimpered and I could hear him chuckle off in the distance.
"Touch yourself Isabella." His voice soft, yet seductive.
I had never done that before in front of him or anyone else for that matter. Why did I feel so self conscious? All the freaky things we did together and yet I felt like a teenage girl, embarrassed.
"Touch yourself the way I touch you." He breathed against my neck.
He sensed my discomfort. He took my hand, placing it under his. First he touched my neck below my ear, tracing down the middle of my throat, then over my shoulder. He softly ran our fingers across my lips, gaining a groan from me.
Next I felt him lead me to the center between my breasts, having my hand run over the pebbled peaks of my hardened nipples, tugging and pulling gently on them. He then picked up my other hand, trailing it over my stomach, toward my valley. He led my hand down to flow over my thighs, rubbing them to bring it into close contact with my wet center.
"Oh Edward." I moaned.
He positioned our fingers over my clit and began to rub circles over it. We pulled and twisted at my nipples, taking turns on each one, giving them the attention they deserved, while never stopping the sweet torture of the throbbing ache of my clit. I got so absorbed in the magnificent feelings we were bringing together, that I hadn't even realized he was no longer touching me. It was me solely delivering these erotic feelings.
I only realized it when I could hear the sound of skin rubbing skin. It then occurred to me that he was touching himself as well. This was turning him on, watching me like this and I couldn't hold it.
"I'm going to cum, oh Edward, what you do to me!" I screeched as my body began to shake violently.
Every time I have ever had an orgasm by this sexy man, I think it's the best I've ever had, but no, this has to be the most mind blowing one ever and I was giving it to myself!
"Yes Bella, god you're so sexy." He growled into the air.
I fell back onto now what I was fairly sure was his desk. My breathing was labored and I was seeing stars. This man made me feel things in ways I never knew existed or imagined.
Before I am able to sit up and regain myself, I felt Edward press his body close to mine. His throbbing erection pressing into my leg as his hands clasp over mine and he kissed me passionately. The position was a little awkward, but welcome, the cold of the desk I'm spread across is uncomfortable, but I ignore it, I just want to feel him inside of me, right now!
As if he could read my mind, which often I believe he does, he pushes his erection into my awaiting warmth and gives a few quick thrusts and stills above me, screaming out my name, I think... He moves after a few moments, pulling me up in a sitting position and removed the blind fold.
When my eyes are able to adjust I take in my surrounding and realize, this is not his office nor is this his desk. I just touched myself and came all over the top of Edward's baby grand piano. As if it's possible for me to get anymore turned on, the reality does just that.
"You just had me touch myself on your most precious possession?" I eye him with a silly smile.
"Nothing is a more precious a possession to me than you are Isabella." He grins, leaning over to kiss me.
"I will never be able to look at this piano the same way." I muttered.
"Neither will I." He smiles thoughtfully.
He sits on the piano bench, pulling me off the lid onto his lap. He positions my body onto the keys. He begins to play around my naked body, as if I'm not even interfering. The sound is flawless and he never misses a note, he is more talented than I could have ever imagined.
"Now I can always be inspired when I see the smudges on the top." He grins deviously at me.
I turn my head to see that in fact I have left smudge marks all over the top.
"I should get something to clean that." I feel myself flame up.
"Oh no you don't. I will never have this thing dusted again! Either that or you must frequent the top of it at least twice a week." He winks as he finishes playing.
We make our way to our room and we take a bubble bath. Relaxing against Edward's body I exhale as he rubs my shoulders.
"I'm nervous about tomorrow." I admit.
"As you should be." He says in his serious tone.
"What if I mess up?" I sigh.
"You will do fine; you have been incredible the entire week. More well behaved than a lot of seasoned submissive, I'm very proud of you." He kisses my back.
"I read a lot about it you know, Monday when I left your office." I tilted my head back to see him.
He looked a little surprised, but gave me a gentle smile as he continued to massage my shoulders.
"Do you regret your decision?" He looks at me thoughtfully.
"I'm just scared is all." I bite into my bottom lip.
"Nothing to be afraid of, I will be there with you the whole time. No harm, remember?" He gives me a reassuring look.
"No harm." I repeat, relaxing into his touch.
The next morning comes quickly and before I can even stretch, I feel something dig into my arm. I turn to find a note sitting on Edward's pillow beside me. It has my name in his perfect handwriting on it.
Bella,
I had some errands to run and I didn't want to disturb your sleep, even though you were moaning my name. Breakfast is awaiting you when you get up, just heat it up. I love you, see you soon.
Edward
Smug son of a bitch I think to myself as I hold the note to my chest. I sigh dropping it on the nightstand and grab my robe from the chair. I make my way down to the kitchen to find a ham and cheese omelet awaiting me with some home fries. My man is so thoughtful!
I finish my breakfast and hurry to get dressed. The play party is tonight and I'm freaking out. What exactly do you wear to this kind of thing? Will Edward pick something out for me? Will I embarrass him?
I'm staring at my closet, which is still in the submissive bedroom, trying to decide on a proper outfit. I feel him staring at me from the doorway, but I pretend not to notice him.
"What are you looking for exactly? The meaning of life?" He chuckles.
"I'm just trying to figure out what kind of outfit I should be wearing to this thing." I huff.
"No need to look there, you won't find it..." He says in his smug voice.
I turn to face him and see he is holding a garment bag in his hands. He gives me that victorious grin as he lays it on the bed.
"What's that?" I ask pointing to the bag.
"You're outfit for this evening. I had it specially made." He winks.
I skim my hand over the bag, examining its expensive texture. The bag alone is exquisite if a garment bag could be, and I haven't even seen the clothes yet!
"Well you can open it you know." He laughs sitting on the bed.
I give him a dirty look and proceed to unzip the bag. I gasp when I see what is inside. There is no way I can wear that in private, let alone in public.
"Edward, I can't wear this!" I give him my protest.
"Oh you can and you will because you are my submissive tonight and you must do as I say, you promised." He grinned.
"I … ugh." I said exasperated.
I pull the outfit or the not so outfit from the bag. It's short and when I say short, I mean, my 7 year old cousin would look indecent in it, black strapless leather dress with metal eye hooks, like the back of your bra, all the way from the top to the bottom. The bottom of the dress hits just past my upper thigh, meaning if I bend over, you see everything! There are small ruffles on the top.
"You seriously want other men to ogling me in public in this?" I gawk at my sexy boyfriend.
"It's not really meant for anyone else but me. If they happen to stare, I can't blame them, as long as they don't touch what is mine." He looks at me suggestively.
I look back in the bag to retrieve a pair of thigh high boots that match the dress. The heels looks to be about 4 inches, I could walk in these. I look for any other accessories, but find none.
"Underwear?" I question.
He shakes his head no with a huge leering grin plastered across his face.
"Are you serious?" I feel mortified.
"As a heart attack pretty girl." He stands and kisses my forehead.
I am speechless. This is not what I expected, especially from the most jealous man on earth.
"Have you changed your mind?" He raises an eyebrow at me.
"No." I try to sound indifferent, but from his laughter I see I have failed miserably.
"I will not subject you to humiliation baby. If you are not comfortable, we don't have to..." But I place my finger over his lips to silence him. I made my bed, time to fuck in it.
"I love you." Is all I say as I kiss him and we fall back on the bed, hmm afternoon sex...
Edward tells me his preference on how he would like my hair, but the makeup is completely up-to me. He wants it loose and wavy down my back, falling like silk; a brunette cascade waterfalls over my pale skin.
Edward's POV
I'm standing at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Bella to finish up her hair so we can leave. I have on a soft gray suit with a white dress shirt and a gray striped tie. My shoes were the same color as the suit.
I hear the soft clicking of heels on the marble floor above me. I look up and almost fall to my knees. Yes, I expected her to look fuck me hot in that outfit, but never did my imagination conjure up the sexy vixen now standing before me.
Her brown hair was wavy in the back with fire red lips and rosy cheeks. Her body molded to that leather dress and boots. She is something straight out of any man's fantasy, but completely my reality. I ran to her, unable to control the sudden lust I feel for this woman. She looks pleased with herself and I know what I'm about to do goes against the rules, but well, she is too gorgeous for me to control my urges.
Without even thinking about it, I pull her to the third step on the stairs case and push up her dress, she throws her head back, knowing exactly what I'm about to do. I unbutton my pants quickly and ram into her with a fervent force. The goddess above me moans and squeals with pleasure.
"You are so fucking hot slave, I cannot contain myself, and I have to have you, right now!" I groan thrusting my hips into her.
"Then don't contain yourself!" She cries with pleasure.
We were entering the busy city of Kingsgate around 8:23pm. I pulled my Rolls into a large parking garage adjacent to the club. I pulled into my assigned spot and turned the car off. I turned to face Isabella to see how she was doing.
She looked very nervous and I questioned if this was a good idea.
"Bella, are you okay?" I gently rubbed my hands over her arms.
"You have your own parking space?" She looked amazed by this.
"Yes I do." I chuckled lightly, suddenly feeling lighter.
"Let's do this." She nods and begins to open her door, but I grab her wrist.
"We need to discuss a few things before we go inside." I watch her to make sure she is listening
"Okay." She gestures for me to speak
"You are not to address me as anything but Sir or Master. Do not make eye contact with anyone, but me. Obey instantly when I give you an order. If at any time you feel uncomfortable, you must let me know. You may speak, but only when spoken to by other people. I know you will be curious once you enter, so if you have a question, you may ask me, okay?"
"Yes master." She purrs with a sexy smirk.
"You will be the death of me." I groan kissing her quickly.
"Oh yes, one last thing, the collar." I pull a velvet box from the backseat and open it for her to see.
"Wow!" Her eyes say it all. "That's exactly how I always pictured a real collar to look like." She pulls it from the box.
It's a platinum collar that does resemble a real collar with holes and a buckle. The buckle is small and everything is platinum and diamond encrusted.
I hand her another velvet box from my back seat, smaller in size. It contains two diamond stud earrings about 2 carats each.
"Edward, how much did these cost?" She asks holding her new accessories.
"Not important." I say letting her know it's not open to discussion.
She rolls her eyes, a noted trait of hers and I pat her leg. I get out of the car and open her door. I quickly put the collar on her neck and earrings in her ears. She has on a long black trench coat because it's still very cold outside.
We make our way up the elevator and the door dings open, revealing a normal looking reception area. There are two men standing by an office door, while another occupies the desk in the middle of the room. I know them all.
"Laurent, Felix, and Liam, good to see you all." I nod my head at the men. Liam is the security for this party and the same man I trusted with Bella's welfare a few weeks ago.
"Good evening Mr. Cullen. Who is your lovely date?" Laurent asks in his thick accent.
"This is my Isabella." I smile with pride.
She has her eyes down cast to the floor, not looking up at the men. I'm impressed.
"Well, welcome Isabella; it is a pleasure to have you this evening." Laurent voice is suggestive.
Bella's hand tightens around mine. I give her a reassuring squeeze letting her know nobody will ever have her, tonight or any other.
"Thank you." She replies softly, never looking up.
"Well gentlemen, if you will excuse me." I move toward the elevator.
Felix hits the button, and holds the door when it opens, letting us get on. He eyes Bella darkly and it makes me feel very uncomfortable, but because her eyes are down she doesn't notice. Once we are on, he moves away and the door closes. Bella looks up at me immediately.
"I know that guy." She says with alarm.
"The blonde?" I ask quirking my eye at her.
"Yes, how did you..." She stops her thought.
"Of course you knew that. He was the one following me, wasn't he?" She accuses.
"Yes." I smile and look at the doors.
"You're an ass." She mumbles under her breath.
"But you love me because of it." I smirk.
She gives no reply.
"Take off your coat." I ordered.
She fumbles with the buttons and the tie. With one heavy sigh, she hands me the coat and now my angel is completely on display. I do not have time to hesitate because the moment I flop the coat over my arm, the doors open, revealing another room, identical to the one we just left.
There is a larger door here, which is the entrance to the party. This looks like a normal type of building from the outside. You would never guess anything unusual occurred here. But behind those large doors was a hidden fantasy world. Any fetish or desire you could ask for is available behind them.
I handed Bella's coat to a man I knew, but couldn't recall his name. He smiled at me and eyed my girl provocatively. I gave him a glare and his eyes averted. I led Bella by the small of her back to where Armand held the door open for us to enter.
I gently pushed Bella forward and we entered into the realm of lust.
"You can look Bella." I leaned over to whisper into her ear
Her head jerked up and her eyes took in the scenery before her. There were lots of rooms and people everywhere. The paint was dark and sinful. Leather couches neatly placed against the walls.
"So many people, I feel under-dressed." She whispers to herself.
"And you felt so self conscious." I murmur into her ear.
Women were walking around in lingerie that barely covered anything. Most men are in suits because these were business men or men of power. I steered Bella toward the room we would be using, the room she desired. Many of the men ogled her, with lustful gazes that made me want to hurt them, but then I remembered there were rules in this place.
No member may touch anyone else's submissive without permission. If someone did, well the consequences would be significant. Exposure, excommunication, a lot was at risk.
I knew many of the people. Women watched me with heavy lidded eyes instinctually feeling my desire, but that desire is all for Isabella. I could feel her trembling, she was uncomfortable, or so I thought.
"Bella, you're trembling, is something wrong?" I asked with concern.
"I'm so… so, turned on." She breathed out.
I smiled feeling overjoyed that she was equally enjoying this experience. I wanted to show her some scenes before we entered into our own. One window displayed a man tied up with chains, while his mistress whipped him with her riding crop. She was dressed in leather while he only had on boxers. Mistress Irina.
I moved her along to the next display. A woman dressed as a German Beer girl, being dominated by a Viking. He was flogging her. We did not pause long at each room. I just wanted to give Bella an idea of what she thought was going to happen.
We approached our room and I allowed Bella to take in the inventory of it through the glass.
"This is us." I spoke closely to her ear, slightly biting on the lobe.
The room reflected before us had red walls with soft black carpeting and a large black iron framed bed in the center. There were sheets of blood red and chains hanging from the ceiling. Other toys lined the walls and a glass display case held vibrators, dildos, and other instruments of pleasure torture. This was my very own room, which I hadn't used in a very long time.
I took Bella's hand and led her into the room, allowing her to take it all in. She touched the bed and moved her hand across the chains, examining the walls of floggers, crops, canes and whips. She seemed at ease with it all. She then proceeded to the windowed wall. She watched the people walking by, trying to see if they noticed her.
"They see you." I waved to one of the mistress's as she passed and she blew me a kiss or maybe that was to Isabella.
She scrunched her nose in displeasure and I laughed lightly. I walked behind her rubbing my hands on her bare shoulders, placing a light kiss on each. I moved her hair from her neck and trailed my lips across her pulse point, sucking and nibbling at it.
"You are the star right now. How does that make you feel?" I pulled her roughly into my body.
"I'm extremely turned on master." Her voice full of wanton desire.
I twirled her around to face me and kissed her passionately. I held her body close to mine. Her hands ran through my hair, pulling and tugging.
"Lay on the bed." I said huskily.
She obeyed and I walked over to a panel on the wall. A slow sensual beat began to hum through the room. I pressed a few more buttons and began to remove my cufflinks. Bella was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, watching me carefully. Her eyes were deep in thought.
I sauntered over to her, spreading her legs apart with my hands. I smoothed my palms up the skin of her thighs that were exposed. I skimmed my hands under her dress to feel her thighs hot and wet from her arousal.
"This really does turn you on." I whispered into her ear.
"Yes." Her breathing shaky.
I pushed her down on the bed and turned her face toward the window. She can see the people strolling past. I place my hand over her heart to feel it quicken. I move away from her to finish undressing. I pull off my jacket and hang it on the hook on the wall. I loosen my tie and add it to the pile.
I walk back to her still staring at the window. She turns her hand to look at me.
"Undress me." I ordered.
She sits up and began to unbutton my shirt. She pushes it off my shoulder and pulls my tee shirt over my head, trailing her hands down my bare chest. She begins to drag her nails over my pecks and I close my eyes. The feeling is divine, painful and pleasing. She reaches for my belt, unbuckling it at a hurried pace.
She pulls down my pants and boxers in one fluid motion. My erection springs free from its prison and Bella's eyes glaze over. I don't think that is a look I will ever tire of seeing. She seems to always appreciate my size and my length. She grabs my erection between her hands and strokes me slowly, while licking the tip with her tongue.
I throw back my head and get lost in her mouth. She quickens her suction and drops her hands to my balls, massaging them in the rhythm she is setting with her wonderful mouth. I feel her take me deep into her throat, licking her tongue over my head, swirling it, just the way she knows makes me cum.
"Stop!" I command her.
She removes me from her mouth immediately, but looks at me with confusion.
"I'm not ready to cum yet." I reassure her.
I push her back on the bed. I admire her in this leather outfit she is wearing. She looks so sexy, I just want to rip it off her here, but the fantasy I have for her tonight requires it stay on, for now.
I drop down on my knees and spread her legs apart. She sits up to see what I am doing and I give her a dangerous smirk. I pushed up the dress to give me better access to her glistening sex. I draw my tongue over her folds and lick it lightly, anticipating her reaction.
She moans grabbing my head, forcing it further between her thighs. I comply at once and began to suck and lick at her swollen clit and taste her lovely juices. She is so accessible in this position. I take my finger and join it to the assault, sliding it in easily and she groans loudly with the pleasure she is receiving.
I pump my finger into her a few times, feeling her coils tightening around them.
"I love you like this, all hot and wanting. You are so sexy with your thighs against my cheeks and my tongue assaulting your soft sweet pussy." I hum as I lick fiercely.
"Oh shit, stop talking like that!" She yelps.
"Why Isabella, does it make you want to cum?" I remark.
"Yes!" She says through clenched teeth.
"Mm, this pussy tastes so delicious, how could I not comment on its flavor and beauty? I could drink you in all day. It's my favorite meal." I growl biting on her clit, pushing my finger faster inside of her.
"Yes! Yes! Oh fuck me yes!" Bella screams as her orgasm takes over her entire body.
She is shaking so violently and it's making my need for her grow even stronger. Without even waiting for her to come down, I push myself inside her, claiming her body with mine. I hover above her, seeing her eyes fill with tears of passion and longing for me. Our lips crash together, tongues fighting for each other.
"Yes Bella, taste yourself." I push my tongue so deep in her mouth. She sucks on it.
"It does taste good, almost better than you." She smiles.
I come instantly and collapse on top of this vixen. More like a she-devil. I pull out of her slowly and once she gasps I know that she misses the connection. I smirk at her and walk to the small sink in the corner, turning on the faucet. I grab a cloth from the shelf and once the temperature is warm I run it under the water. I squeeze out the excess and run the cloth over my dick, cleaning off our mess. I rinse it again then proceed to clean Bella's thighs as well.
I grab my boxers from the floor as she watches me with her eyes admiring my naked body.
"Come here." I hold out my hand for her to take.
She walks seductively over to me, at least it seems that way or it's just the boots making her walk like that. Either way I'm a very happy man. She slides our hands together and I walk her to the leather bench I have in front of the window.
"I want you to bend over." I swat her ass releasing her hand.
She looks at me briefly with a questionable stare.
"I'm not going to hurt you Isabella. Bend over." I swat her ass again.
She does as she's told. The bench is higher than the one in my play room. When she extends her body forward, there are two handles in the front for her hands to grasp onto. She grabs the rings and bends over. Her ass is now in the air, but her legs are closed shut.
"Part your legs slave." I command.
She complies and spreads them, but not wide enough.
"Wider."
Her legs are now open and the view is mouth watering. Her soft ass cheeks poke out from under her dress. I grab my flogger from the wall; the rabbit fur will be in play tonight. I trace it along her pale skinned back, over her tight leather covered ass and smack down.
She yelps and I smile. I glide it over the small amount of skin that the boots allow me to see and smack her there also, she moans. She likes this.
"Tell me how it feels." My voice dripping with desire.
"It feels so good." She cries.
"Better than me?"
"Nothing feels better than you." Her voice so low.
"Good." I smack down the flogger over her ass once more.
"Turn over."
She turns over instantly and I lay her over the bench, placing her hands back into the rings, so she is balanced. I walk over to my chest of toys and pull out a pair of pliers and begin to unclip each clasp on the front of her dress. I start at her breast and they pop out of the top. She squeals. I trail my tongue down the middle of her body as I undo each hook.
Once the dress is open, I take the flogger and run it over her body. I smack her breasts one by one, she grants me with a low sexy noise, over her stomach, smack, sexy noise and then her sex. I take the flogger over her thighs and smack her pussy a few times. I move to grab a vibrator from the drawer, turning it on.
She is panting, wanting. I can no longer resist her. I turn her on her stomach and pull off my boxers, and quickly I am thrusting into her, slapping my hand across her ass cheeks, each one turning pink. She enjoys it, so I continue.
"Fuck, I love when you take me like this." She screams out.
I turn her over lifting her into the air and placing her ass onto the bench. She is now in a sitting position and I slide back into her, holding the vibrator over her clit.
"That's feels so fucking good; oh my god!" Her hair falling down over her back, I want to pull it.
"Play with your nipples." I command moving my hips from side to side.
She does as she's told and I feel her insides tightening once more. I press the vibrator harder on her clit and in moments she is screaming out "master" and almost falling off the bench. I come just behind her.
I pull her to her feet and lay her on the bed. I caress her sweaty face. She smiles at me and then giggles.
"What's so funny slave?" I smirk down at her.
"You have lip stick all over you." She blushes pulling my lips to hers.
"I would have it no other way. Now they know who pleases me best." I play with her hair.
"Oh my god, I forgot about the window!" She says alarmed.
She looks in the direction of the window. Relief seems to flood her in waves as she realizes nobody is even looking.
"We must not be much to watch." She pouts.
"Oh believe me, they heard every single thing." I muse.
The most adorable look crossed her face then. Then she gives me that what did you do look.
"When you say hear everything, what do you mean?" She quizzed me.
"It means as much as the idea of people watching us fuck turned you on, I knew you wouldn't go through with it and also, I would never allow it. You're mine and I refuse to allow anyone the pleasure of seeing you like that." I cooed. "But I did allow them to hear us."
"But the girl saw us, she waved." Bella said confused.
"You know in a police interrogation room, they have the double sided glass. You can see the criminals on one side, but they can't see you on the other?"
"So when I thought you were turning on music, you were actually turning on the privacy glass?" Bella giggled.
"Exactly." I kissed her face once more
I got off the bed and walked to the wall panel where I had hit the buttons earlier. I turned off the sound in the room and walked to the small closet. I pulled out a dress for Bella to put on since I ruined the one she'd been wearing.
"I hope you had a nice time here. Do you want to explore more?" I asked handing her the dress.
"Sure." She smiled getting up to put the dress on.
It was similar in style to the one I destroyed, but silk in material. We got dressed and ventured into the party. I introduced her to some people. The evening went well I thought and we were about to walk to exit to leave when a male voice spoke the name I wish he never would have.
"Bella, is that really you?" James tilted his head with an evil smirk.
Tell me what you think? I hope I didn't disappoint any of you and I hope it was hot for you, it was a lot of fun to write. Just to mention one last time, this is just fiction. I'm not a professional writer at any means, I just love Bella and Edward and Twilight so much. If you got nothing but nasty things to say, well keep it to yourself, criticism is okay, but insulting is not!