First let me start by apologizing! It was a complete oversight that I didn´t update last month. Yes, RL is hectic, but I can at least spin out a chapter a month if not two. I think once you get to the end you´ll will be able to forgive me, or at least that´s what I hope. Now on with the show! See you pets at the end!
Beta'd by the amazing JDonovan andfamaggiolo ... Thanks ladies for making sure all my i's were dotted and t's crossed! Even though you´re having a rough time of it Jen, you still help keep me together! Lol! I appreciate all your hard work; I could not do it without you guys!
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For the Love of Domination:
Chapter 18
Truth… Lies… and Black Eyes…
Previously in FtLoD…
One look at my girl and the tears of anger, hurt, embarrassment and frustration rolling down her beautiful cheeks and I saw red. In three quick strides I was crossing the room and faster that a bolt of lightning, my fist collided with his face, resulting in a resounding crack. As his body fell to the ground in a heap and I shook the pain out of my hand, only one thing came to mind...
Smirk now bitch!
BPOV
Soaking my very sore and tingly girlie bits in a tub of hot water and vanilla scented bubbles, my mind wandered back to waking up in bed with Edward this morning.
And what a wake-up it was, at least for Edward. Of course had I known that I would be the only one denied any type of release, I would have let sleeping dogs lie or in my case sleeping cocks! Who the hell am I trying to kid, Edward's salty sweet essence contained all the vitamins and nutrients necessary to start my day.
I huffed in exasperation and sank farther into the bubbly abyss of my watery sanctuary. This shit was going to be harder than I thought. Having already done my research on orgasm denial, I knew that a lot of Doms used it quite frequently with their subs; Edward had even denied me the entire week I spent training with Mistress Rose, but hell this fucking sucks!
It was one thing to be denied when I was still a virgin, I mean; you can´t really miss what you never had right? I was frustrated yes, but this, thisis infinitely worse. I know what it feels like to have Edward´s cock inside of me now and I want it...
All! The! Fucking! Time!
I would have rather he denied me while buried deep inside my pussy, than to be sent away this morning like a petulant child without her supper. This shit fucking sucks!
Dr. Domward was definitely taking his role seriously; not even waking up with over half of his golden dick buried inside my mouth was persuasion enough to allow me to get off. "God, I´m so fucking horny! Arghhhhh…" I growled out to the empty bathroom, slapping and kicking water everywhere like a two year old. Seriously, if it was up to me, I´d be permanently impaled on his glorious cock 24/7 like we were goddamn conjoined twins.
God I´m such a slut!
As if denial wasn´t enough of a slap in the face, after causing him to blow his load in under five minutes, all I got was a pat on the head right before he said, "Thank you, pussycat. Now run along and have a nice long soak in the tub while you go over the contract and limits list I gave you. I expect you to be familiar with it in its entirety; because I plan to go over any questions you may have on the drive back to Seattle. I want a signed contract before I take you home tomorrow." He eyed me with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
What the fuck! I thought, as I watched him crawl his sexy ass out of bed without as much as a good morning kiss and head towards the bathroom.
I was so mesmerized by the way the sinewy muscles of his naked ass constricted and bunched as he walked that not only did I not notice him staring at me, but I also missed the drool running down my chin.
Then as if hypnotized by his sexiness, my eyes zeroed in on the long thick digits attached to his hand as they moved at a snail´s pace from his chest all the way down to his thick heavy cock that was hanging like a much coveted van Gogh between his muscular thighs.
Slowly, he separated his fingers, pairing the first two and then doing the same with the pinky and ring fingers, he made a perfect `v´ and slid it down his now twitching cock.
I whimpered at the sight of what he was denying me. Right before my very eyes, his beautiful cock waved a fucking `hey there how are ya´ as it came to life. He was charming the cobra, no… the anaconda, causing it to sway in the most erotic way. I swallowed thickly against the egg-sized lump lodged in my throat.
Virtually in tears, all I could do was gape open-mouthed at the hard member I longed to feel moving deep inside of me. A dark chuckle caused me to jump and snap out of the lust filled fog I was lost in. "Enough," Edward growled, menacingly cocking an eyebrow at me. "Isabella, go now!" he barked, pointing towards the door. With one last look at Edward´s stern face and a lone tear in honor of the wonder peen, I scurried out the door with Mojo hot on my heels.
What are you pouting about? My inner whore griped from her elaborate chaise lounge. This is exactly what we wanted. Tell me that the car and the shower punishment yesterday, weren´t the hottest shit ever! The way he worked us over on the highway and then again in the shower, holy fuck! The way he pounded into us and…
"Stop, stop, stopppppppp!" I yelled to absolutely no one. My own subconscious was driving me up the fucking wall and my traitorous hand was resting on my aching mound just inches from where I needed it to be. "Fuck, I´ve got to get out of here," I panicked scrambling to my feet; I would never be able to forgive myself if I disobeyed Edward and touched myself.
Expelling a shaky breath, I ripped the plug from the tub and jumped in the shower. In lightening speed I Levered all my 2000 parts, making sure to be thorough but brisk with my lady bits; I wasn´t taking any chances this time. My hand resting on my throbbing mound just now in the tub was a bit too close for comfort. Little did Edward know, I had already practically memorized the contract and limits list last night when I was having trouble getting to sleep, so at least that had already been taken care of; not sure if the ole hoo-ha could take reading that document again!
I only had about three or four questions just to clarify a few things and I didn´t see why I couldn´t return to Seattle tomorrow officially Edward´s submissive. "Mmmm," I breathed out into the quiet bathroom, I loved the sound of that. "Where the fuck do I sign?" The thought of one day being able to call him Master outside of my head had a rush of warm liquid pooling between my legs. So much for the shower!
_FtLoD_
Edward and I planned to get an early start tomorrow morning, so I was packing up everything except a change of clothes for tomorrow and my toiletries bag. Today was going to be a lot less dramatic than yesterday, since we were only taking Seth shopping and to see the new kid flick Rio. Secretly, I was looking forward to seeing it just as much if not more than Seth was, because I nearly piss my pants anytime the preview came on television.
I was in the bathroom blow-drying my hair when Mojo ran in with his fur all in a tizzy. Shutting off the dryer and setting it down, I squatted down in front of the counter. "What´s the matter, baby?" I cooed scratching the soft fur behind his ear.
That's when I heard a soft knock and Seth's shy voice coming from the hallway. "Sissy," he whisper yelled. "Can I come in and play with Mojo, please?"
"Now I see why you´re all up in arms, your little partner in crime is awake." I grinned to myself as I slipped on a pair of leggings and a tank top over my bra and panties before opening the door to a bright-eyed and bushytailed Seth.
Growing up in a small town surrounded by a loving family definitely had its advantages; Seth was such a sweet and well-mannered little boy and I hoped to God that he stayed that way. Someday, just like Edward, he would make some young lady a wonderful husband.
Pulling the door open, I was greeted by a shock of black hair tumbling to the floor. He must have been pressing his ear to the door and couldn´t move fast enough. Either way it caused us both to erupt in hysterics. Not wanting to be left out of the action, Mojo joined in our moment by licking every possible inch of the poor kid that he could reach.
Wiping the tears of laughter from my eyes, I took a moment to absorb the beautiful sight before me. Unable to stop myself and not caring to try, visions of little bronze and brown-haired children with striking green eyes giggling and playing much the same way that Seth and Mojo were began to swirl around my head.
The sheer beauty and force of the vision caused me pause. Swaying, I clutched the post of the bed for dear life and released the breath that I didn't even know I was holding. I want this… that, all of it!
I want Edward and I want him forever.
It matters not that I think we´re moving too fast and others will probably think the same thing, but I´ve loved him for as long as I could remember and I would never want anyone else.
Never! I thought resolutely.
I sank down on the bed as the weight of my declaration weakened my knees. My hand covered my mouth as I choked back my emotion. This was what I wanted! This was all I ever wanted! A chance to spend the rest of my life with the man I loved; the man that owned me… mind, body and soul.
With trembling hands and a shaky breath, I reached for a pen and the manila folder resting on the nightstand. Emotionally, I may have been overcome, but resolutely, I was never surer of anything in my life as I was about this decision.
I hadn´t even realized I was crying until a single tear fell, landing next to my signature. Ironic as it may have been that random piece of visual evidence of my emotion somehow secured our unbreakable commitment to each other even tighter.
"Sissy, what´s wrong?" asked Seth, running the pad of his baby smooth thumb under my eye to catch another stray tear. "Why are you sad? Are you sick? You want me to go get Uncle E?"
Lost in thought, I hadn´t even realized he´d climbed up on the bed to join me. Looking into his watery cinnamon colored eyes my heart broke; I was causing him worry with my silly display of emotions. Pulling him into my lap, and mimicking his previous actions, I wiped the drop of moisture that trickled down his chubby little cheek. "I´m sorry, bug, I didn´t mean to scare you," I explained slowly. "I´m just being silly; I´m not crying because I´m sad, these are actually happy tears. I was watching you and…" I stopped hearing a strange commotion coming from downstairs.
Looking over at the clock on the nightstand my brow furrowed, it was still too early for guests and surely Charlie and Sue wouldn´t be keeping up such a fuss not knowing whether or not Edward and I were still asleep.
Disentangling myself from Seth, I headed out into the hallway just in time to make out the source of the disturbance. Leah, just fucking perfect!
"Where is she?" she yelled, sounding more than a little angry.
I could only assume that she was referring to me and that it might have something to do with Seth´s confession yesterday on the way to Port Angeles. Hearing his bitch of a sister´s voice, Seth was by my side in a flash, wrapping his tiny arms tightly around my waist.
"Sissy, I´m scared," he told me visibly shaken by all the yelling.
"You have nothing to be afraid of Seth," I said trying to comfort him, though I had no idea how true my words were. Leah was a bit unstable from what I remembered and I didn't want her anywhere near Seth. "I´m sure whatever Leah is whining about has more to do with me than you."
"Bu… bu… but what if she knows…" he looked around nervously, "a… a… about what I told you and Uncle E yesterday? I don´t like Leah, sissy, she´s always mean to me. Please don´t let her hurt me," he whispered almost inaudibly, looking to be on the verge of a panic attack.
Two things happened at once, first, my heart shattered in about a million pieces at the fear and anguish that was radiating off of Seth´s tiny body like it was its own separate energy source and second, anger flared up in my body causing me to tremble with the amount of rage that I had pent up concerning this entire fucked up situation.
Who in the fuck did Leah and Jacob think that they were? Was this fucking nightmare ever going to end? I was with Edward now and I was happy, but these two just kept popping up like a bad infestation.
It was high time that I took control of the matter and rid my life of both of those vile and disgusting individuals once and for all. Looking down at the scared little boy in my arms only served to fuel my rage more. Kneeling so that I could be eyelevel with Seth, I gently cupped his cheeks coaxing him to give me his full attention. "I need you to listen to me, bug," I implored him quietly. "I promise that I won´t let Leah hurt you and I´m going to make her go away, but you have to be a big boy for me and go to your room."
Panic stricken, he began shaking his head no and pleading with me not to leave him. "No sissy," he cried fearfully. "I don´t want you to go. Stay here, with me please. Let Pop and my mom make her go away!" He buried his face in my neck and I could feel the moisture of his tears soaking through my shirt.
"Hey," I soothed, rubbing his back. "You trust me don´t you?" Pulling back so I could once again look him in the eyes, "I just need you to go to your room for a little while. Maybe you can try out that new computer game Uncle E bought you yesterday," I suggested, hoping I could bribe him to stay in his room for a while.
My little ploy worked and in no time I was setting him up with headphones and the volume a little higher than necessary to ensure that he was protected from the all out war that was sure to take place when I made it down stairs. Passing by the guest room, I leaned in hoping that Edward was still in the shower. The sound of the water running told me all I needed to know and I prayed that I could handle this less than normal situation and be back upstairs before he finished dressing, leaving Edward none the wiser.
_FtLoD_
"I´m not going to ask you again to keep your voice down, Leah," was the subtle warning I heard Charlie give as I cleared the last step.
"I will do no such thing! Your whore of a daughter has done nothing but try to come between me and the father of my child since the day I met her!" Leah seethed, refusing to back down. "Mom," she turned to Sue with pleading eyes, "are you just going to stand there while she ruins your grandson´s chance at having two loving parents?" Leah questioned, playing on Sue´s affections by rubbing her swollen abdomen.
Oh this bitch was good, but not good enough!
There was so much going on that no one took notice of me standing just outside the family room in the hallway. I couldn´t stand to watch this charade play out any longer, so I swallowed back the bile rising in my throat and stepped out of my hiding place. "Why all the shouting?" I asked feigning ignorance. "What´s wrong?"
"What´s wrong? What´s wrong!" Leah fumed, moving towards me. "You bitch! You want my fiancé and my son´s father! You´re jealous and want my life that´s what´s fucking wrong!" Jacob just stood in the corner tightlipped while Leah continued spewing lies about me.
"Leah," I countered giving her a perfect bitch brow. "I wouldn´t want Jacob if he was the last man on earth. You may like sleeping with a man-whore, but I don´t. Jacob and I were fucking done before we even started! Why don´t you try his Rolodex and see if it´s one of his many whores that´s causing you all these problems!"
"Arggghhh…" she seethed, lunging at me only to be thwarted by Charlie.
"Last time young lady," Charlie warned with a stern look. "This is my house and you will not continue to disrespect me and my daughter." Charlie´s mustache twitched, he was going into chief mode.
That´s right; get her daddy! I screamed while internally sticking out my tongue at the she-devil in front of me.
Jerking away from Charlie´s grasp, Leah stomped over to the corner where Jacob was doing a great impression of a tree. "Tell them Will," she whined annoyingly. "Tell them how she´s been trying to blackmail you for money and she´s refusing to sign the divorce papers. Tell them!" she screamed in his face. "Tell them it´s because of her that we can´t get married! Tell them how she´s been begging you to get back together!" No sooner than the words had passed her lips did Jacob´s eyes shoot in my direction.
What! The! Fuck!
That fucker! He´s been lying this whole time! I let out a deep belly laugh at the absurd amount of worthless shit that was coming out of Leah´s mouth. Oh my God, am I going to enjoy knocking Princess Lea off of her high fucking horse. I tried to be nice and look where the fuck it´s gotten me!
Oh no sweetheart, game-fucking-on, bitch!
It´s time that the gloves come off!
"Leah, Leah, Leah," I sang in a patronizing tone. "You silly ass little clueless bitch, can´t you see that he´s fucking playing you?" I yelled in her face. "Read my lips. There! Are! No! Fucking! Divorce papers! I´m a lawyer you twit, we had a damn iron clad pre-nup that this," pointing in Jacob´s direction, "low-life piece of shit violated at our reception! Annulment papers were delivered to the hotel in less than ten minutes. Hate to break it to you, but that bitch was signed, sealed, and delivered before the motherfucking champagne got warm at the reception! So, if it´s a divorce you´re worried about… don´t bother, because it´s like that farce of a marriage never happened anyway! Oh yeah, and about me wanting his fucking money, pfft…" I scoffed at the ridiculousness. "Not to brag sweetie, but I happen to have enough money to buy a goddamn third world country and then some! If the ten million dollars that jackass had to pay me in the settlement was all he had then that´s not my fault! He should man-up and get a fucking job like every other responsible fucking father in America! And for the record, princess, I have a fucking Greek God upstairs that pleases me in ways that Jacob´s syphilis carrying ass could only dream of. Let´s just say, he´s extremely blessed," I waggled my eyebrows suggestively and smirked at my wittiness; I just couldn´t resist adding that in as an afterthought.
Leah recoiled away from my words as if she´d been slapped, Sue looked like she wanted to give me a high-five, Charlie looked like he was about to swallow his tongue, and Jacob, well Jacob strongly resembled a bull in a China shop as he came charging at me. I guess Jacob didn´t like the fact that Edward got in one week what he spent two years chasing. Sucks to be him! Aww, his little ego was bruised.
"You´re nothing but a fucking cock teasing bitch," Jacob growled, grabbing a hold of my wrist tightly. I winced and my eyes filled with tears as he jerked me towards his body. "You´re a fucking liar, you prude; there´s no way that you´re fucking anybody, besides who would want your uptight ass anyway," he stated arrogantly. "I should have just taken it when I had the chance; after all, that is how you like it Isabella, rough?" I gasped at the bullshit that spewed from his disgusting lips.
Even though they were about as far from the truth as he could get, his words still stung and fucking pissed me off at the same time. Angry beyond belief, hot tears streamed down my cheeks while I glared at Jacob´s smug expression. Unfortunately for Jacob that was the last thing I saw before he was ripped away from me and Edward´s fist connected with his jaw.
Sue, Leah and I were all screaming, but for different reasons. Of course, Leah´s dumbass was worried about Jacob, Sue was worried about us all in general, and I was deathly afraid that Edward was going to do serious damage to his hands. When Charlie was finally able to break the two of them up, I was relieved to see that Edward´s knuckles were a little red and swollen, but otherwise he was okay.
Jacob on the other hand was left in a bloody heap in front of the fireplace. Lost in my worry for Edward, I was oblivious to the other people in the room until I heard Princess Shrew screeching. "Get this fucking mutt away from me!"
I looked back just in time to see Mojo cocking his little leg and pissing on Jacob along with Leah, who inadvertently got caught in the crossfire. I watched as the scene played out in slow motion. Leah raised her hand and swatted my baby across the room. "Arr… arr… arr…" was all that came out of Mojo´s mouth as he scurried away in pain.
Oh no she fucking didn´t; put her hands on my dog!
I saw red! And in two quick strides I was across the room and my handprint was proudly tattooed on her russet colored cheek. Thwack! "Have you lost your fucking mind?" I screamed in her face. "Don´t you ever put your hands on my goddamn dog again!" All of a sudden Edward´s strong arms were around my waist lifting me off the floor.
"Calm down, sweetheart," Edward breathed into my ear. He might as well have been talking to himself for all the attention I was paying to him.
Flailing and struggling to break free of his grasp, I continued to hurl obscenities and threats in Leah´s direction. "You stupid bitch! I hate you! You two deserve each other!" I fumed. "Let! Me! Go! I´m going to kick her selfish ass!" Though my efforts were futile I continued to struggle against Edward´s hold. "Edward, let me the fuck go!"
"Isabella," he hissed into my ear so that no one else could hear. "If you don´t calm down this instant, I will have no problem punishing you, and I guarantee that you will have a hard time making the four hour drive back to Seattle when I´m done." Suffice it to say, I calm the fuck down immediately.
"Arrest her! Arrest both of them!" Leah whined pointing in Edward´s and my direction.
"Everybody calm the hell down!" Charlie admonished, clearly at his wits end with our shenanigans. "This is my goddamn house and I´ve had just about enough of all of your bullshit." He eyed us all in warning. "I will not be arresting anyone, because from my end I only saw my daughter´s boyfriend defending her from a deranged and bitter ex-husband. So now Leah, are you sure you want me to pull out my badge and start reading Jacob his rights?"
In the end, Sue stood by Charlie and told Leah that under no uncertain terms was she to ever show up at their house again if she couldn´t be respectful. I was in awe as I listened to Sue tell her that I was just as much her daughter as she was and if she was going to let Jacob spew lies and cause dissension amongst our family then she wanted nothing to do with her. Leah had stayed away all these years and there was nothing stopping her from leaving again.
It killed me to have to watch Sue break down in Charlie´s arms after Leah and Jacob walked out without so much as a backward glance. Suffice it to say my fucking weekend was ruined. Not wanting to see the disappointment in Seth´s eyes if I canceled on him again, I put my own turmoil aside and we headed to Port Angeles, leaving Charlie behind to comfort a grieving and broken Sue.
_FtLoD_
It had been exactly five days since we´d returned home from Forks and as much as I´d like to say that things just returned to normal, they didn´t. Edward was back at the hospital and I´d been shadowing Jasper all week at the firm. I still had a couple of weeks before I started handling my own cases, but working with Jasper was no fucking joke. The man was like a fucking machine!
Also, it had been five days of going to sleep and waking up in a cold and lonely bed. I missed Edward and no matter how much the rational side of my brain told me that it was too soon, I couldn´t help but think I made a mistake when I decided not to accept his offer to move in. Sometimes I even caught Mojo snuggled up in one of the t-shirts that I´d stolen from his suitcase while we were at Charlie´s; I think that he and Edward had developed quite the bromance while were staying with him.
I´d been moping all week and Alice was having none of it, as per her instruction, Jasper gave me the afternoon off and I was ordered to meet her and Rose at the spa. I was packing up my laptop and some files I was planning to spend my weekend going over, when my cell phone buzzed alerting me to an incoming message. A smile that would rival any `pudding face´ was plastered across my lips watching the scream light up with Edward´s name on it; originally, we were supposed to have my first training session this weekend, but Edward was scheduled to work an eighteen hour shift at the hospital.
Since his return from Switzerland, he had been doing whatever he could to give the doctors that covered for him in his absence a much-needed break. Inside, I was completely crushed and highly disappointed, but I also understood. The man was helping to save lives and here I was sulking because he wasn´t available to tie me up and spank me with a crop.
Yeah… I´m pretty fucking pathetic, huh!
I touched the little green message box on my phone, wondering what sweet things he´d sent me today. Much of our week had been spent texting back and forth and having the occasional conversation when our schedules permitted. The one thing we promised to never do was go to bed without hearing the other one´s voice, and so far, he´d been able to keep that promise.
I was trying to convince myself that it had nothing to do with him checking to see if I was getting to bed by curfew, but everything to do with him wanting to hear my voice. He was spoiling me with all the love he was showering me with and I couldn't have been happier.
~Pet~ Good afternoon pussycat, I hope that you are having a pleasant day. I took the liberty of speaking with Beth from the spa and she will be seeing to it that you are ready for my inspection this evening. I want you naked and kneeling in your waiting position in the foyer promptly at six o'clock. Don't be late; I won't hesitate to punish you! Mrs. Cope will take care of dinner before she leaves. ~Sir~
My inner sex goddess who had been lying dormant all week sat up and began plucking the cobwebs from her neglected vagina while I read the message over and over again to make sure that I wasn't imagining the whole thing. I quickly sprung into action and made a beeline for the elevators, just as the doors were about to close Jasper caught my eye, giving me a knowing look and a wink, he tipped his head like a good Southern gentleman bidding me farewell.
~Sir~ yes Sir ~Pet~
After typing a quick response to Edward, I headed out into the bitter cold streets of downtown Seattle. Instead of driving, all week I´ve been riding into work with Jasper, since we were working the same schedule, and I refuse to freeze my ass off walking the four blocks up the street to the spa; so I hopped in a cab and ignored the driver when he gave me a nasty sideways glance. Clearly he thought it lazy of me to be catching a ride.
What-the-fuck-ever dude, it´s cold!
Feeling generous due to me newly revised set of weekend plans, I ignored the cabby´s attitude and handed him a twenty for the three-dollar ride. "Keep the change," I smirked tossing the bill into the little plastic tray sticking out of the back of the front seat. "Feel free to put it towards your new attitude while you´re at it!" With those brilliant parting words, I sashayed into the salon in search of my girls.
_FtLoD_
"Oh my God B," Alice squealed for the millionth time. You would think that she´d never heard this story. "I still can´t believe you bitch-slapped a pregnant woman!"
We were having lunch while our toes dried and I was recanting my less than uneventful weekend in Forks for Rosalie at Alice´s insistence. Busy with our everyday lives, it felt good to take a minute to catch up with my girls. Yeah, Rose had quickly become just as important to me as Alice was.
"Remind me not fuck with your dog, Bella," Rose smirked cocking a challenging eyebrow in my direction. "All jokes aside B, I´m proud of you. You managed to stand your ground, bitch-slap the whore and not harm a hair on the baby´s head. Impressive, bitch," she laughed giving my shoulder a playful nudge.
As much as I wanted to enjoy the praises they were singing in my honor, I couldn´t. Part of me - granted it was smaller than a molecule - but nevertheless there was a part of me that felt bad for Leah. Whoa… hold on, before you guys go off half-cocked let me explain. Leah is no different than a battered wife or girlfriend that can´t find it in herself to leave.
I could see it in her eyes… fear. She was afraid of raising her child alone. Afraid that if she stepped up and called Jacob out on his bullshit that she would lose him. Little does she know that she never had him, so was there really anything to lose? An illusion, maybe, but not much more than that, not even a baby will make a man change if he doesn´t want to.
"You two are so incorrigible," I mock chastised. "There is nothing to be proud of, I assaulted a pregnant woman. What if her baby has anxiety attacks or some shit like that?"
Rosalie and Alice just laughed at my statement. Okay, well it was a bit farfetched, but still, the kid could come out with a hand-print on his ass or something and it would be my fault. Now I just sound like Emmett! "You are one crazy ass bitch, B," Rose cackled between bites of her arugula salad. We continued to banter back and forth while finishing up our nails.
I looked at my watch nervously while Beth was finishing up with my waxing. "Shit," I mumbled when I saw that I only had about forty-five minutes before I was supposed to be naked and kneeling at my Master´s home. "Oww, fuck," I yelped as Beth ripped the hairs from the crack of my ass. Bloody hell, it hurts to be beautiful!
"Sorry, sweet cheeks," Beth apologized nonchalantly. "Dr. C was very specific in his request. I´d hate for a stray hair to cause you to get your ass whipped."
Her statement came as a complete shock; I sucked in a breath so sharp that I almost choked. How the fuck did she… Wait a minute! I looked up at the plain-looking woman currently getting too acquainted with my ass for my liking and really studied her. To the naked eye, she seemed quiet and unassuming, but her eyes told a different story. They were fierce as she held my gaze. Strong! Intimidating! They demanded respect.
The look she gave was challenging, almost daring me to speak against the obvious. The weight of her authority crushed my resolve and without a second thought, and out of respect, my eyes, of their own accord lowered. This woman was without a doubt a Domme.
Looking closer I could vaguely make out the thin platinum chain that was encircling her neck beneath her collar. As if she was privy to the workings of my mind, she spoke, "Master Edward was instrumental in training me. I still consider him a great friend and mentor. And for the record, it was me he threatened with a good flogging if I left any stray hairs behind not you." She let out a genuine deep belly laugh at her confession. Speechless, all I could do was stare at her with my mouth gaping.
A million questions ran through my head, but another glance at my watch told me that today would not be the day to get those answers. I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut off by Alice and Rose barreling through the door like the building was on fire. "Okay, B, let´s get a move on," Alice ordered like a drill sergeant. "You don´t want your first weekend to start out with a punishment. Trust me!" I could tell by the look in her eyes that she knew firsthand what the hell she was talking about.
The next fifteen minutes where spent in a whirlwind of activity. Beth felt it necessary to inflict one more round of pain on me, while Rose touched up my make-up. Alice attacked my hair as soon as I was vertical and I still had to get dressed. I´m glad I don´t have a fucking complex about my body, because that was a lot of shit to take in with my ball-headed hoo-hah on display.
Sucking it up, I chalked it up to good practice for when Master took me to the club. Lots of Dominants like to show off the submissive´s and I wouldn´t want a little thing like self-consciousness to get in the way of pleasing my Master. With a quick hug and a promise to return, I bid Beth farewell and hightailed it out of the salon.
_FtLoD_
We were heading up through the Pike Market place district on Stewart Street when I realized I´d forgotten something. "Shit, Ali," I griped out of nowhere, "God, I´m going to make a terrible mother! Alice, we forgot to pick up Mojo." Looking at the clock, I knew that there was no way that we could go to Alice´s get Mojo and make it back to Edward´s by six o´clock; leaving him for Alice to deal with during her weekend time with Jazz wasn´t an option either.
Initially, my plans were to spend the weekend with Esme and Carlisle on Bainbridge Island, but that was before my Master summoned me to his home. I was so busy coming up with worse case scenarios that I hadn´t realized we weren´t moving any more.
"Yoo-hoo, Bella," Alice sang waving a hand in front of my face. Blinking to clear my head, I realized that we were parked in front of Escala. What the hell! When did we get here?
"Are you deaf?" Rose asked sounding annoyed. "She said that Edward picked up the dog this morning! Now get the hell out of my car, bitch; you´re not the only one who has a deadline!"
Hellooooo Mistress Rose!
Ali chuckled, completely unfazed by Rose´s comment. "It´s okay, B," she spoke softly. "This is your first official weekend, and on top of that, you were blindsided by a change in plans. Just know that Edward, will always keep you at the forefront of his mind, and that includes Mojo. So take a deep breath, and go get ´em. Remember, he may be your Dom, but he´s still Edward. You two love each other and though you´ll mess up plenty – because I still do – this is for both of you to learn and grow with each other."
Moved by the sincerity of her words, I couldn´t stop the silent tears from running down my face. She knew me so well; I was scared shitless! Not so much for any pain that he might cause me, but I was terrified that I would disappoint Edward and he would regret his decision to make me his sub. My insecurities must have been displayed on my face, because it was Rose who spoke up next.
"Don´t you fucking dare," she warned, sounding more like Mistress Rose than my bitchy best friend I´d been spending the afternoon with. "I don´t want to ever see you second guessing yourself again, Bella. You are a natural fucking submissive and perfect for Edward." Looking over at the clock on the dashboard, she continued speaking, "Now get your ass in gear, so you´ll have time to center yourself before he gets here." She gave me a sly wink, "I´ve got my own naughty pet waiting for me at home to play with."
"Eww…" Ali and I both groaned at the same time. That did it; I was out of the car in a flash blowing air kisses as I sauntered into the building.
Seth, the evening doorman offered a friendly wave and "Good evening, Ms. Swan" as I stepped into the waiting elevator. My hands trembled and butterflies swarmed in my stomach when I pulled the keys to Edward´s penthouse out of my purse. A feeling of coming home washed over me as I slipped the shiny key into the elevator and pressed ´P`.
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My room was just as I remembered it, save for the two-dozen of flawless blue roses that sat on my desk in the corner. Placing my laptop bag and purse in the chair, I inhaled the sweet fragrance before removing the card.
My beautiful Isabella~
Words cannot express how much it means to me that you want to be my submissive. Your submission and the gift of your servitude will be something that I shall cherish for the rest of my days. Relax my pet, take a deep breath, and let me take care of you this weekend. I promise to always catch you and never let you fall.
Love,
~Sir~
I choked back a sob at the beauty of his words; they were simple, yet so elegant, and heartfelt at the same time. The fact that he had so much faith in me gave me, a sense of calm. With a renewed vigor and adrenaline fueled excitement flowing through my veins, I stripped myself of my clothing, pinned up my hair in a messy bun and took the quickest shower known to mankind.
Gasping for air and willing my rapidly beating heart to slow its riotous pounding, I fell to my knees in the foyer with a whopping forty-five seconds to spare.
Now came the hard part… waiting!
Full of nervous energy, my mind taunted me that I had been kneeling in this spot for hours, when in reality it had only been mere seconds bordering on minutes. In the midst of my mental breakdown, I heard the familiar hum of the rising elevator. Words fail me, and my mind becomes a blank slate.
He´s here!
Master is here!
A rush of liquid builds between my legs as my arousal starts to flow. My body knows its Master; it knows to whom I belong. The only indication of my growing anticipation was the rapid rise and fall of my chest. I´m eerily calm, but have no idea how that could be; it´s almost as if I´m having an out of body experience.
The elevators slide open in slow motion and the man that emerges is definitely not the same person that has been whispering sweet nothings in my ear for the past five nights. Neither present was the man who held me while I cried myself to sleep last Sunday over the guilt I felt about coming between Sue and Leah relationship. Though I´m not really sure you can even call it that.
No, this was my Dom; the man who I willingly relinquished all control to!
Eyes cast downward; only the tops of his Italian loafers and the hem of his navy dress pants are visible to me. The hum of that all too familiar current of electricity that seeps through my every pore at his mere proximity, was causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand and my skin to break out in gooseflesh.
Silence falls about the room and I can feel his eyes boring into my scalp as he studies me. I don't take so much as a breath while I await his much coveted approval. Knees shoulder width apart, open, and exposed for his expert eye to see. Ass resting on my heels, fingers clasped behind my head pushing my breast up; I´ve never in my life felt as vulnerable as I do at this very moment.
Ironically, the only sound in the room is the quiet tick tock of a clock hanging in the hallway. I briefly wonder if this is how an inmate on death row feels. Just when I´m about to scream in frustration, without a single word he walks away.
WHAT?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Helloooo… I´m fucking kneeling here and he just walked away! No touch, no kiss, no `hey how the fuck are you´! I´m shocked, and immediately doubt comes creeping in. Did I do something wrong? Is he not happy with me? Oh my God, is he having second thoughts about his decision to take me on as his sub?
My mind was reeling as if someone has placed it on loop. Question after question flooded my cerebrum unbidden. And with each one that came, behind it came another one, but only this one was ten times worse than the last.
Silently, tears of self-doubt and self-loathing began to trickle like a waterfall down my cheeks. Shame caused my shoulders to sag and my breathing to spike. Recognizing the signs for what they were, I knew I was on the verge of a full on panic attack. By this time I´d left my body and could do nothing but watch the pitiful shell that was left behind claw at her chest and neck in a desperate attempt to breathe.
From a place so far away that it sounded as if he was in a tunnel, I hear Edward calling my name. I´m fighting, but I can´t get to him. My lungs are burning and my throat feels raw from all my efforts to pull in some much needed oxygen.
Out of nowhere, strong arms take hold of me. One minute I´m kneeling and the next the wind is whooshing in my ears as I´m being lifted from the floor. Instantly, I can identify with Edward´s scent and I fight to get back to him.
"Isabella, breathe," he ordered with both hands cupping my cheeks. "Calm down, pussycat. Breathe with me," holding me tightly to him, I try to match each of my ragged breaths to the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest.
Five or six deep pulls and the worried green eyes of my personal savior come into view. Only that´s not all that comes, feelings of guilt, hurt, shame and defeat wash over me and I literally have a meltdown in his lap.
"S… Si… Sir… I… I´m…" was all I managed to get out. Words just wouldn´t come. In that moment, I hated myself more than anyone or anything else in the entire world. This was not how I envisioned as our first weekend together. I was beginning to think that just maybe I´d bitten off more than could chew.
"Shh," he whispered softly into my hair. "It´s okay, Isabella; I´m here now, just give yourself over to me and let me take care of you." Along with his soothing words, he gently stroked and caressed my naked flesh.
Instantly, I melted into his touch and all my anxiety at displeasing him fell away. When my breathing returned to normal and the fog had lifted, I was keenly aware of just how much I was pleasing him. His very prominent and growing erection beneath me was indication enough that I hadn´t totally fucked things up for us. And like it had every other time, my body responded by releasing the moisture of my heightened arousal
With a gentle swat to my bottom, Edward ordered me to my feet. "Back in your waiting position pet," he commanded with another swat.
I returned to my spot in the foyer and this time I tried not to overreact when Edward went about the penthouse doing, I assume, whatever it was he did after a long day at work. I used this time to mentally chastise myself for overreacting. I was such a fucking idiot!
A very large percentage of his control over me was mental, and here I was freaking the fuck out over a simple mind game. He was trying to get inside my head! He knew that I would have some kind of reaction to his indifferent attitude to my presence.
Guess that´s why he´s the fucking experienced Dom and I´m the lowly novice sub in training. Busy with my internal monologue, I started slightly when Edward appeared at my side. "Hmmm…" he hummed darkly irritated that he'd caught me off guard. "It would seem that my little pet is a bit preoccupied, when her mind should be focused on me and only me; not on the trivial mishaps of her previous discretions." Naked feet peeking out of the legs of a pair of well-worn jeans came into my view, but I didn´t have time to dwell on any of it because the sound of a zipper caused my breathing to spike. Whether it was moving up or down, I couldn´t tell you, but the possibilities were still endless.
My reaction didn´t go unnoticed and the dark chuckle that followed only caused the muscles in my stomach to pull tighter with anticipation. Now we were getting somewhere! I prayed that my Master would give me an opportunity to show him just how grateful I was that he allowed me to serve him. Maybe if I did a good job it would overshadow any first impressions I may have given.
Once again my hopes were dashed as he began to speak. "My, my naughty girl," he said cryptically. "The smell of your arousal is giving your excitement away, and as much as that revelation is pleasing me right now, before I can let you give me a proper greeting there are a few things that need to discussed." Having not been given permission to speak yet, I remained silent and focused on keeping my breathing under control.
"Very impressive," he complemented when my breaths evened out. "Eyes up, pussycat," he commanded with a snap. When brown finally collided with green, it was clear that our connection had taken on a life of its own.
The fierce look in his darkening pools answered every unspoken question swirling around in my head. Sure, I´d fucked up and would probably fuck up plenty more along the way, but there was no doubt in my mind that I was doing the right thing. I was born to be a submissive. No, clarify; I was born to be Edward´s submissive. I lived for the day that the word Master could fall from my lips as easy as the air I breathed, and not just swirl around inside my head.
My eyes glazed over at the sight in front of me. Sir was standing before me, shirtless, holding a black and pink leather collar adorned with a single shiny D -ring. The head of his straining member sat visible and just out of reach in the open crotch of his faded jeans. I swallowed thickly as a drop of pre-cum glistened in the slit of its engorged head.
Faster than the speed of light his hands were fisted in my hair tugging almost painfully. Green eyes blazed with a building fire that cautioned me to pay attention. "Your eyes belong up here, not on my fucking cock." A slow wicked smile crept up on his face and his next words caused me to shiver. "Isabella, we can do this the easy way or the hard, your choice. I have no problems altering my plans for this weekend to suit the needs of my naughty girl."
He let out a long and slow breath as he continued to study me. Not going to lie, this shit was turning me the fuck on; the dampness coating my inner thighs was testament to that fact. I bit my bottom lip and continued to stare up at him in wide-eyed wonder. If I lived to be a hundred, I would always question what I did to deserve the beautiful Adonis standing in front of me.
"God you´re so beautiful," he whispered more to himself than to me. "Do you have any idea how much it pleased me to come home to the sight of you naked and kneeling before me? I know that this our first full weekend together and you will without a doubt mess up. Don´t let that discourage you. I need you to trust yourself and more importantly, I need you to trust me. Can you do that for me, pussycat?" My flesh tingled where his fingers massaged my scalp. "You may answer me, pet."
"Yes, Sir," I barely whispered not trusting my own voice.
"And do you freely give yourself over to me, mind, body and soul, to do with as I so choose as long as it doesn´t present a direct danger or any permanent damage to you?"
"Yes, Sir," my voice trembled with my growing emotion.
"And do you, Isabella Marie Swan, accept this collar as a symbol of my ownership of your body and all that it entails therein?"
This time I didn´t bother to hold back my emotions as I choked out, "Proudly, Sir; it would be an honor for your girl to have the privilege of wearing your collar." The emotion continued to build as I felt the gentle touch of my Master´s fingers and the coolness of the leather as he buckled the collar snuggly around my neck before locking it in place.
The heaviness of uncertainty that was once pressing hard against my chest immediately lifted and I could finally breathe again. I closed my eyes and a slow contented sigh escaped my lips and the feeling of finally being home enveloped me. My fingers twitched at my side with the need to touch it and validate that it was real. It was fight to the finish, but I held my position and didn´t move.
A second later when I opened my eyes I was greeted with the sight of Master languidly stroking his rock hard member. My mouth pooled with saliva just thinking about what was to come. Eyes fixed on my target, it barely registered that Sir was speaking to me. "I think my naughty pussycat should greet me properly by kissing my feet."
Not expecting him to say that, my brain was already instructing my mouth to open in preparation for the assault of his cock, so imagine my surprise when he says to kiss his feet. Are you kidding me! At the mix-up my hesitation was visible and Master was not at all pleased by it. "Now, Isabella," he barked. "That is unless you have a problem and would like to use your safeword?"
What?
Not a chance in hell was that happening! I bent at the waist and the scent of Edward and Calvin Klein body was assaulted my already frazzled senses and calmed me instantly. My lips connected with the tops of his muscular feet and surprisingly, because it brought my Master so much pleasure, it felt like the most natural thing to do.
I placed two sensual kisses on each one of his beautiful feet, before returning to an upright position to await further instruction from my Master. Pride swelled deep in my chest at the look of sheer joy present on his beautiful face. I may have gotten off to a rocky start, but things were certainly looking up now.
"Very good girl," he praised caressing my cheek, "now open wide and show me how thankful you are to be wearing my collar." My first instinct was to grab a hold of his thighs and pull him closer, but he had other plans. "Ah ah ahh, naughty pets who misbehave don´t get to use their hands." The evil smirk that was plastered across his face only made me more determined to bring him to his knees.
Game on Master!
Leaning forward, I swirled my tongue around the head of his swollen dick. The guttural groan that slipped from his lips had my inner sex goddess fist pumping around the room. I was the one affecting him like this; it felt absolutely amazing.
Hollowing out my cheeks, I sucked and pulled, licked and nipped, until I felt his large cock pulsing on my tongue. "Fuck, pussycat," he hissed out in pleasure. "Take it," he grunted hitting the back of my throat. "Take my fucking cock! Suck it! Fuck… I´m so goddamn close!"
"Mmm…" I moaned just as I felt him hitting the back of my throat. Swallowing around his thick head, I was rewarded with another string of expletives.
"Holy fucking Shit," he hissed gripping a handful of my hair pressing my face flush with his pelvis. "Hold on, pet, I´m going fuck that hot little mouth of yours. Ungh… ungh…" he grunted tugging tighter and slamming into me. "Fuck pussycat, I´m cumming! Don´t you waste a drop! Shit, take it… ungh… take it… ungh… fuckkkkk…" he cried out blissfully as his body became taunt and stiff with his release.
Shot after shot of his hot seed flooded my throat and I took it. I took it all, not wanting to waste a single drop. My moaning was two-fold. A heat like I´d never known coursed through my veins as I drank down my Master´s salty-sweet essence.
Though it came secondary to Master´s pleasure, my own need was crippling. The desire to bring my legs together and relieve a fraction of the burning ache in my pussy was powerfully consuming. After licking him clean, Master staggered back and rested his palms on his knees.
"Fuck, pussycat," he smirked still fighting to slow his breathing. "That was fucking amazing." Tucking his now flaccid cock back into his jeans, he extended his hand and bid me to come. "Let´s have dinner, shall we?"
I would have gone to the moon as long as I got to hold his hand. While he heated up the dinner that Mrs. Cope had prepared for us, I set the table and listened to Master as he gave my instructions for tomorrow morning. Breakfast was to be prepared and on the table at 8 o´clock sharp, but before then I was responsible for getting in an hour of cardio in Master´s home gym. It was still up in the air as to whether or not I would be getting dressed tomorrow, so mentally I was preparing myself to spend the day naked and exposed. Ironically, it was already starting to feel quite natural to me. I basked in the fact that Master thought my body was perfect and loved having me on display for him.
Being the responsible and caring Dom that he was, Master informed me that Mojo, at the request of his nana, was spending the weekend on Bainbridge Island with Esme and Carlisle and that we would pick him up on Sunday. That was completely fine with me, anything to have Master Edward all to myself this weekend.
Dinner, what can I say; it was the ultimate fucking dining experience! Kneeling naked at his feet, Master hand-fed me filet mignon, new potatoes glazed in a white wine balsamic reduction and Caesar salad. Words could not express how erotic my entire dining experience was. By the time we made it to desert, I was a sopping mess. The silky sweet strawberry cheesecake did nothing to help my situation.
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Butterflies attacked my stomach feeding on my nervous energy. The moment of truth had arrived and I was now standing outside the playroom door - which ironically resembled the wall - waiting to step into my destiny. My eyes were glued to the floor while Master punched in a sequence of numbers on a keypad behind a hidden panel. Damn, if it took all that to just get inside…
I felt like I was waiting to step inside the bat cave!
The smell of fresh leather and furniture polish assaulted my senses as the door slid open, scents so strong and erotic that they literally pull me inside. From what I could see the floors were a dark polished mahogany, but aside from that, I hadn´t been given permission to lift my head, so for now that´s all I could make out.
"Eyes up, pet," Master order in a serious tone, "you will be responsible for keeping this room and all of its contents cleaned and in perfect order. Since this is your first time in my playroom, I will be assisting you, but after this weekend you´re on your own, pussycat. So I suggest you pay close attention and ask questions when necessary."
My eyes took a moment to absorb in my surroundings, the room was large and spacious, almost intimidating. A king-sized four-poster bed made of a sturdy-looking mahogany wood took up residence in the far left corner of the room. The walls were painted a deep burgundy, resembling the color of an expensive aged wine. Tasteful erotic art hung haphazardly around the room. The entire atmosphere exuded raw sexuality. Arousal was pouring out of me like a faucet.
Moving me to the center of the room where a padded a table was located, Master instructed me to lie down. Once my hands and feet were restrained and I was spread out and at the mercy of my Master, he went about collecting the all that he would need to have his wicked way with me; my flesh tingled with anticipation.
I took that time to re-center myself and concentrate on my breathing. Closing my eyes, I willed my body to relax and go to a place where there were no worries. A place where my Master supplied my every need and there was no reason to have a care in the world; a place where my only concern was to please him.
The feeling of warm silk coming to rest on my already closed eyes caused my breath to hitch. Master´s warmth spread across my face as he spoke. "Tonight is about feeling pussycat," he explained slowly. "Just relax and enjoy the feeling of pleasure that only I can bring you. For now, I want to hear how my touch is affecting you." He moved the blindfold back and forth across me heated flesh. "You may be as vocal as you like, unless I say otherwise. Lift your head for me sweet girl." I did as I was instructed and he secured the blindfold tightly to the back of my head. "What color are we pussycat?"
"Green, Sir," I replied confidently as my heart rate spiked with my excitement.
"Very good, now we´re going to play a little game," he informed me sounding a bit smug. I had as strong feeling, no matter how well I did or didn't do; he would still come out the winner. I shivered when I felt his lips brush across my ear. "I´m going to test your knowledge of various impact toys and implements," the feeling of something soft and light dancing around my nipples caused me to shudder.
"Sss…" I hissed in frustration, because as quickly as it appeared it vanished leaving me wanting and on edge.
"Such a responsive little thing," Master mused aloud. "I´m going to have so much fun playing with you, pet," pulling my puckered bud between his lips to emphasis his point, Master´s teeth closed down lightly on my nipple causing me to yelp in pleasure.
Master continued his assault on my breasts, sending my mind into a tailspin, and just when I thought I was going to explode I heard more that felt a resounding thwack against my swollen pussy. "Arrgggghhh…" I roared straining against the cuffs. "Sir, please," I whined thrashing my head wildly back and forth.
"Please what, naughty girl," he teased continuing his assault on my throbbing pussy.
"Please… ahhh… just please…" I begged in broken sentences. As much as I wanted to tell him what I wanted, I couldn´t verbalize my wants with so much sensation running rampart throughout my entire body. My breasts ached, my pussy throbbed, and the muscles in my stomach hurt from contracting so tightly; I was a fucking mess. "More…" I begged, "I need more."
The unmistakable lick of the slapper continued its brutal assault on my poor swollen pussy. This was turning out to be the best fucking night of my life! I knew that I would be asked in the not so distant future to recall everything that had been used to touch me, so I was desperately trying to store that information in a small corner of my mind.
Thwack!
"Mother fucker!" I yelped as the unmistakable flap of a crop landed on my clit. "Oh my fucking… ahh… Jesus!" The crop continued to lick across my sensitive flesh, leaving me feeling wanton and desperate.
"No, pussycat," he chuckled wickedly. "Nobody´s here but you and me, Jesus can´t save you now; I bet you want to cum don´t you, pussycat?"
"Oh my God, yesss…" I let out on a long moan. "Please, Sir… please may your girl cum?"
With one last flick of his wrist the crop gave my pulsing flesh one last slap, and then nothing! I thrashed and pulled at my restraints. Moaning and whining, I could feel moisture building in the corners of my eyes. Why was he stopping? Why was he doing this to me? I continued to shift and tug at the cuffs in frustrations.
"Patience, pet," he cooed licking the outer shell of my ear. His lips worked the sensitive flesh of my shoulders and neck with soft open-mouth kisses and nips. "I hope you´re keeping track of all that you´ve felt so far, because that will be the key to getting your reward."
His voice was low and it taunted me, but I was ready. So far he´d used a feather, a slapper, and a crop; oh, and let´s not forget his lips and teeth, wouldn´t want to lose out on a technicality.
The assault on my body continued. Bringing me dangerously close to the edge several times only to pull away and leave me wanting even more. Master worked my body into a sexual frenzy. Luckily, I had done my homework, because Master pulled out the big guns and tried to confuse my already frazzled mind.
I screamed until my throat felt raw when he moved the pin-wheel around my taunt peaks. The way the tiny metal teeth bit into my excited flesh made the liquid pooling between my legs increase ten-fold. Master pinched and tweaked my budding flesh in preparation for the nipple clamps.
"Deep breath, pussycat," Master instructed just as the clamp pinched my readied flesh. "Good girl, now tell me, what have you felt tonight?" He gave the chain on the nipple clamps a quick tug earning a scream. "Get the answer right and you get to cum."
This was too good to be true, but instead of waiting for the other shoe to drop, I tried to concentrate. "Oh please, Sir," I keened wantonly, "your girl has felt a crop, a feather, a slapper, a pin-wheeeeel…" The feel of a vibrator being pushed inside my pussy and coming to life caused my speech to falter. "Haaa… ahhh… Sir… oh my God… oh my God…" I chanted like the chorus to my favorite song.
"Wrong again, naughty girl," he seethed pushing the vibrator slowly in and out of my sopping hole. "Who the fuck gives you pleasure?"
"You, Sir," I replied shakily thrashing in my restraints. Emotionally, I was all over the place and physically, my body felt like it was about to explode.
"That´s right, cunt," he growled yanking my head to the side. "And you´d do well to fucking remember that. Now last chance, pussycat, what did you feel?"
"Your girl felt nipple clamps, Sir… nipple clamps…" tears of frustration and the need for some type of emotional release fell from my eyes soaking my blindfold. At the mention of the offending objects, Master tugged on the chain, sending a burst of pleasurable pain ripping through my body. "Aaa… fuck, fuck, fuckkkk…"
My stomach muscles clenched and released in a desperate attempt to hold back my orgasm. Every nerve ending in my body was a livewire; it would take virtually nothing to send me careening over the edge.
"Is that your final answer?" his dark and mysterious voice asked.
"No… please… noooo…" I screamed. "Your mouth… your mouth, a vibrator and your hands, Sir… this girl felt your mouth and your hands." My breath came out in a whoosh, when Master ripped away the vibrator and impaled me with his hot steel cock. "Son of a bitch! Please… can´t hold it… please… Sir" I begged out of fear. My body was so worked up that I just couldn´t hold it any longer.
"Fuck, pet," Master grunted breathily. "So fucking tight… so fucking... ungh… good… my pussy…" he pumped mercilessly, "this… thrust… is my … thrust… fucking pussy! Cum for me, pussycat!"
My back arched and my mouth opened, but not a sound could be heard save for the resounding slap of skin-on-skin, as I came harder than I ever had in my entire life. Rocked with tremors, my torso jerked and bucked as a fire of pure bliss coursed through my veins. I had no idea what if felt like to shoot up drugs, but I could certainly see how easily it was to become hooked. The euphoric feeling I got letting my body release all the pent-up tension could only be described as the perfect high.
Master continued to rock in and out of my body and just when I thought I had nothing left to give, a pinch to my clit and a swift upward thrust sent me spiraling out of control for a second time.
_FtLoD_
Spent, I had nothing left to give and so, I floated around lost between space and time and let my Master worry about the rest. When I came back to reality, I was safely ensconced in the softness of my Egyptian cotton sheet. Startled and confused, I immediately sought out the safety of my Master.
Feeling the emptiness beside me, my breath began to speed up and the room started spinning. Where was he? Why did he leave me? Just as felt the bubble of fear rising up my chest and slowly claw its way up my throat and to my lips, the bed dipped and a pair of strong arms enclosed around me.
Vaguely, I could make out the muffled sounds of screaming, but had no idea where it was coming from until Master spoke softly in my ear. "Shhh, sweetheart, I´m here," he soothed into my hair. "I didn´t mean for you to wake up alone. I had to take a phone call and didn´t want to disturb you. Shh, hush now, I´ve got you."
It was then that I realized the commotion was coming from inside of me; I clutched on to Master´s t-shirt and hung on for dear life. Finally settled enough to sleep, I snuggled into Master´s chest and drifted off into the dark abyss.
The rest the weekend flew by and before I knew it we were pulling up to the entrance of the ferry. Everyone was meeting at Esme and Carlisle´s for an early dinner; our busy schedules didn´t a lot for much family time, so we took advantage when we could and got together for planned and impromptu gatherings.
All morning, Edward had been alluding to some type of surprise he had for me, but no matter how much I begged, but he refused to give me any details. I whined, pouted, cussed, and even gave him a blow-job in the shower, but still he wouldn´t budge. My nerves were on edge and I´d become fidgety with anticipation.
By the time we pulled up to the big brick house on the island, I was two seconds away from bolting out of the car and up the driveway. Of course that was all just wishful thinking, since Edward insisted on being a gentleman and opening the car door for me. Pressing his delectable body flush with mine, my surprise and everything else was momentarily forgotten.
"You know that I love you right?" he asked dangerously close to my lips.
"As I love you," I replied closing the distance between us. As soon as our lips touched, the world fell away and there was no one else that mattered aside from Edward and me.
Slipping out my tongue, I ran it across his bottom lip asking for entrance. Edward didn´t disappoint as he welcomed my tongue into the sweet cavern of his mouth. All too soon, the need to breathe caused us to breakaway panting and needy. "God baby," he breathed pressing his growing erection into my belly, "You, my beautiful angel, are going to be the death of me. You´re insatiable, and as much as I want to throw you over the hood of my car and fuck you six ways to Sunday, we have to go inside before Mom comes out her looking for us."
As if on cue, Esme stepped out onto the porch. "Could you two get in here and stop making out in my driveway like two horny teenagers? My goodness," she huffed in mock indignation, "you would think that after spending the whole weekend locked up in Edward´s penthouse you´d have got enough of one another by now. You two are the last to arrive; even Emmett beat you here today."
"Mother," Edward groaned as he crossed the threshold with my face buried in his chest. I was completely mortified and the glowing blush rising up my cheeks was proof of that fact.
After giving Esme a hug and kiss, I left her and Edward in the foyer to head out in search of the others. Unfortunately, we were the last to arrive, so that left us to be the brunt of Emmett´s jokes. Following his booming laugh, I rounded the corner to the family room and froze in my tracks.
What the hell!
Staring up at me wide-eyed in the middle of the room was not one but two Chihuahuas! Both dogs ran in my direction obviously happy to see me. Oh hell no, a certain green-eyed Adonis had a lot of fucking explaining to do.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, Get Your Ass In Here, NOW!"
Well, I hope it was worth the wait, and I plan to move at warp speed from here on out! Training has begun and the contract has been signed and dated as well as both their limits list. I will post the contract and limits list on the outtakes page and the blog, just in case anyone is interested in reading them. Now leave me some love, because it´s not fair for you to get on my ass about updating and not a least leave me a smiley face. It´s only fair that you write too! Until next time check out some of my favorite writer´s that own my a$$ when I should be writing! Make sure you check out the blog for teasers and picspiration for the chapter! www(.)fortheloveofdomination(.)blogspot(.)com
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