A/N: I wanted to respond to a few people who commented that they felt like Edward cheated on Bella during his M-booth experience; and others who felt that it was unrealistic for Bella to not react badly to it. First, I understand that their actions are not "normal" couple behavior, I didn't intend for them to come across as normal. Bella and Edward are NOT like most people. At least I don't happen to know anyone who has sex with their significant others on stage for fun! Everything I write here is meant to shock and entertain. Second, in this story E&B are desensitized to vanilla sex in most regards. They do not feel embarrassed being naked around their peers at the club and have witnessed many sexual acts together and separate. They have seen and done much worse than the M-booth. Third, I didn't mean the M-booth to put a cheating vibe out there. In my head it was just to show you how immersed they are in this alternative world. And finally, if the M-booth rubbed you the wrong way then this might not be a good story for you... because E&B's experiences in the next two chapters are way worse than a little two-way glass masturbation. I let my imagination run free in the Midnight Sun club!

With that said, if you're still with me, I hope you enjoy this chapter… happy reading!

Chapter 22:

BPOV

"Are you nervous?"

I glance over at Edward and then back down to my hands in my lap. There's a lot on my mind, but I'm surprisingly not stressing over the private party at Midnight Sun that's taking place tonight. Edward and I have agreed to attend as a favor to Jason Jenks so we can get an idea of what the most popular BDSM club in Seattle looks like on the inside, and see if we can't recruit some of their members over to Full Exposure.

"No, not nervous. Eager," I respond. It's been a long time since I've stepped foot in Coming Attractions, and although tonight we'll be in our rival's territory, I'm looking forward to the rush that comes from submitting in public.

"Then why are you so quiet?"

"I'm thinking about my mom, actually," I admit.

After Charlie, all of Forks, and all of Port Angeles learned about my sexual proclivities, the last person in my life I'm hiding from is Renee. She didn't hear about the video scandal since she's across the country living in Florida. It also helps that she's terrible with navigating the Internet other than her email account and bank website. I feared for a while that perhaps her husband, Phil, might have stumbled upon the video on one of the many pornographic sites that featured it, but as it turns out Phil must not be much of an Internet porn kind of guy.

"What about your mom?" Edward pressed.

"I want you to meet her before the wedding. And I've been considering the idea of telling her the truth about us. Everyone else knows, I don't see the point in trying to hide any longer, but I'd want to tell her in person."

Edward smiles briefly before returning his eyes to the road. "I'd like to meet your mother," he muses. "How do you think she'll react when you tell her?"

"I really don't know. Just a warning... she's bound to flirt shamelessly with you. Renee has a thing for younger men, and on top of that you're... well, you. When I tell her the truth she might be horrified like Charlie, or she might be downright jealous."

Edward laughs out loud. "Thanks for the heads up."

"Renee's a hoot. You'll like her," I promise.

As we pull up to the valet parking outside Midnight Sun I feel the first twinge of anxiety. Edward exits the car and hands off the keys to the valet before coming to open my door. I'm wearing a long coat over my party outfit due to the cold air and the long sleeves provide me some comfort. A doorman checks our names to his list of approved guests and the security measure helps ease my nerves. I focus on slipping into sub mode as the doorman waves us through and we enter the club.

The inside of Midnight Sun is not at all what I expected. The walls and ceiling are black and the decor has a gothic theme with wall sconces every few feet and intricate chandeliers providing soft warm light throughout the open floor plan. It would almost look like a castle if it weren't for loud music pumping out of an impressive sound system and the massive stage in the center of the room where a scene is presently being conducted. The dominant and his submissive are both dressed in black leather and the dom holds a long punishing whip in his hand. I look at Edward and he's sporting the same intimidated look on his face that I'm sure I have.

A woman wearing a black leather mini skirt and pink pasties over her nipples greets us with a bright smile. Her auburn hair is pulled back in a high ponytail exposing a pink leather collar around her neck. Her personality doesn't fit the ambiance of the club at all. She is perky and excited to see us, which makes me think she already knows who we are. The feeling is unsettling; I'd been hoping to fly under the radar here and not be recognized.

"Master Cullen, I presume?" Perky Woman says reaching out to shake Edward's hand.

Edward reciprocates the hand shake. "Yes, that's right. How do you do?"

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Ellie; I'm the hostess here at Midnight Sun. I was told you and your pet would be coming tonight for John's party. Would you like me to escort you upstairs?"

"Upstairs?" Edward asks.

Ellie smiles flashing a perfectly straight set of white teeth. "John has reserved the whole second floor for his event. Oh, let me take your coats before we go up," she says holding out her hands.

Edward removes his jacket and hands it to her and then helps me with mine. Underneath I'm wearing the red dress Edward requested. It has a halter neckline that presses my breasts together and a bottom hem that falls mid thigh. The material is sheer and therefore my erect nipples show through and so does the black thong I wear. I feel self conscious for a split second before Edward's face breaks out into a wide smile. He's proud to have me standing beside him. The adoration in his eyes fills me with some much needed confidence.

Ellie takes our coats to the coatroom and quickly strides back to where we stand a moment later. I watch her C-cup breasts bounce as she walks. "Ready?" she asks.

Edward nods and Ellie smiles wide, turning on one pink stiletto heel to show us the way to John's party. We pass a number of high top tables along the way where people are enjoying drinks and conversation. Most eyes in the room are watching the scene that is still taking place center stage, while others are more enthralled with the other members around them. Now that I've gotten a good look around, Midnight Sun is set up similar to Coming Attractions with a large bar area, tables and other seating, and a dance floor. Besides the dark decor, the only other difference that really stands out is the stage in the center of the room. I'm sort of intrigued by the idea of having a scene take place amongst the goings on in the club. It's the epitome of exhibitionism, scening the way they are so out in the open. There are no theater walls protecting them from the eyes of everyone in the other areas of the club. The stage is probably even visible from outside the building every time the door is opened.

The second floor of this club has much more of a lounge vibe. Plush leather sofas are situated around a gas fireplace on one side of the room. A bar is along the back wall and there are people standing all around talking and drinking. This is much more the atmosphere I expected. Ellie gives us a brief tour of where to find food, alcohol, bathrooms, and private scening rooms. This part of the club also has an open performance stage but currently there is no one using it. Edward thanks Ellie for her hospitality and slips her a folded ten dollar bill as she says goodbye.

"Thank you, Master Cullen," she purrs and then her eyes meet mine. "Enjoy yourself, Isabella. And please, let me know if either of you need anything." She winks at me oddly and then makes her way through the sea of people.

"How are you doing, pet?" Edward asks as soon as Ellie is gone.

"I'm fine, Master. I feel more comfortable up here."

Edward smiles warmly and pulls me into his arms for a kiss. "Me too. Come on, let's go get some drinks and then we'll introduce ourselves to John."

I follow Edward through the room while paying attention to the people we pass. After all, we are here primarily to identify potential recruits for Full Exposure. I bet there are a lot of couples here who would prefer Jenks' club to this one. We pass a few doms who have their submissives either sitting on their laps or kneeling beside them on the floor. I mentally write off any dom or sub with spiky collars, artificially black hair and piercings, and overuse of dark face makeup. Those types are probably more than happy here at Midnight Sun. Most submissives are dressed similar to me, either in bra and panty sets or lingerie. A few of the more hardcore doms have their submissives naked and leashed. That practice is not something I would want for myself, but seeing it in person always piques my curiosity.

One such submissive catches my attention immediately. Edward is ordering our drinks while I stare at this young woman who can't be more than twenty or twenty one years old with naturally blonde hair pulled up in pigtails. She's wearing white stiletto heels and nipple clamps each adorned by a white feather. The only other covering on her body is a white choker around her neck with a matching leash. She's laying on a chaise lounge while her master stands over her. He's stroking her breasts with one hand and holding the leash with the other, while carrying on a conversation with another dom. I make a mental note to introduce myself to her and her master at some point this evening.

"There's John over there," Edward says pulling me back from my inner musings.

Jason Jenks' friend is a tall solid man with sandy blonde hair graying at the temples and a commanding presence. I wouldn't have needed Edward to point him out, it's quite clear by the way people surround this man that he is the party's ringleader. John is dressed in business casual attire while the woman kneeling beside him dons a rather conservative negligee. I recall Jenks saying that John had a wife and assume this must be her.

"Thank you for coming tonight everyone," John greets the crowd. His voice is deep and powerful, turning just about every head in the room immediately. "I want to remind you all that dinner will be served in about thirty minutes. The bar is open all evening because I know what lushes I have for friends."

Everyone laughs. "The oral presentation is about to begin, so those of you interested in participating please pick a partner and join us on stage. And just a reminder to our participants and everyone else, if you're caught recording anyone, and I mean anyone, with a camera or cell phone you'll be ejected from the club and sued for breaking your contract, so don't even think about it. Alright, let's get this party underway!"

I look at Edward wondering if he understands what is about to happen on stage and I can see in his eyes that he does. Of course he does. Edward's knowledge in BDSM is so much greater than my own. There's intrigue in his expression but just as quickly as it appears, his face turns down into a frown.

I want to ask him what's going on but as his submissive, Edward's instructed me not to speak until spoken to unless I feel uncomfortable in any way. I am very confused, but I feel safe by his side, so I say nothing. His frown deepens as he gestures for me to take a seat at a nearly table. He sits beside me and takes an extra long pull from his beer. Very un-Edward like!

"There are Rose and Emmett," he says pointing his finger across the room.

I follow his gaze and sure enough, there they are. Rose is wearing black heels, black lace panties, and her naked torso is tied up in intricate rope bondage that crosses over her stomach, chest, upper arms, and lifts her large breasts in a flattering way. She looks beautiful as she follows Emmett onto the stage where John is standing. Oh, no wonder Edward is annoyed. Rose is planning on participating in the oral presentation, whatever that means.

John has a number of submissives standing around him and I watch closely as he takes his time inspecting each woman and finally selecting one, pulling her by the hand to join him on the stage. His submissive of choice is surprisingly not his wife, but the young woman I'd taken notice of earlier on the chaise lounge. Where is her dom?

"Do you want to watch this, Isabella?" Edward asks me softly.

"I don't understand what is going to happen, Master."

Edward smiles at me as if he likes the reminder that I'm less schooled in all things BDSM. It makes him see me as innocent or something. He leans closer to offer an explanation just as all the men on stage begin shedding their clothes. I'm distracted from my Master as I watch ten men strip down to their boxers; a few of them including Emmett opting to remove every stitch of clothing. The men move to stand shoulder to shoulder in a circle facing the audience that surrounds them on all sides of the stage. I see John, also naked, join the circle. Some of them begin stroking their dicks, while others are already hard.

"They're going to get blow jobs, Isabella," Master warns. "Do you want to watch this?"

"Yes, Master," I reply forcing my eyes to meet his before they turn back towards the stage on their own accord.

The selected submissives are now crawling across the stage and moving to kneel in front of their doms, Rose included. Some of the doms place their hands on the submissives' heads. Emmett bends forward to kiss Rose on the lips and it makes me smile. As fucking crazy as this performance is going to be, Rose and Em look cute together up there.

John raises his hand to get everyone's attention. "The game is simple. Subs suck their partner's cocks as hard and fast as they desire, the first to make their partner come in their mouth wins. Remember not to swallow, pets, we need to see the evidence! Doms try to hold out as long as possible. The last man standing without coming will be the winner among the doms."

My brow furrows and I glance over at my master, willing him to let me ask a question. "Yes, pet?" he responds.

"What do they win, master?"

Edward presses his lips together firmly, deliberating. "The dom and sub who win get to have sex together on the stage," he admits, his cheeks flushing.

"What if they don't want to?" I ask.

"You don't join the game if you don't want to play, Isabella."

Geez, what if Rose or Emmett wins? That would be awkward. I never thought Emmett would be the type of dom to lend Rose to another man, and vice versa for her with Em.

John is finished explaining the rules and next thing I know ten hard cocks are filling ten eager mouths. There's a lot of moaning, a lot of thrusting, and a lot of coming. The men try to hold off their orgasms as long as possible while the women vigorously try to make them come. The first submissive to make her dom come is a petite brunette who I learn is named Irina. Rose finishes Emmett off fourth. Edward seems relieved when they're done. They exit the stage together, Emmett puts his clothes back on, and they come over to where we sit pulling up a couple chairs. I smile at Rose and she winks at me, licking her lips.

When the game is down to just John and one other man my grip on the table top is so tight I feel like I could break a finger. Rose whispers in my ear that the other man is Riley, a dom who used to play with Victoria once upon a time. He has brown hair and very attractive abdominal muscles, but what's got me so tense is the groaning and grunting sounds he makes trying to hold off his climax. John appears more in control of his body but his face has reddened and I think his brow is sweating. John's submissive is bobbing and sucking harder than I've ever done on any man. She opts to fondle John's balls to increase the pleasure. Riley's sub is getting her whole body into the motion, thrusting herself against his hips and running her hands over his boxers covered ass. When Riley's sub tugs his boxers down and clenches his bare ass cheeks in her hands it's almost his undoing. Just before he loses control John literally cries out and curses loudly that he's coming. As soon as John's done, Riley's sub pulls her mouth off him quickly, leaving the man hard, throbbing, and on the brink of climax.

"Shit!" Riley moans, obviously feeling a massive case of blue balls.

Irina comes back up on stage and takes Riley's hands in hers. John and Riley's sub leave the two winners alone in the center. How are they going to do this?

Someone standing nearly rolls out a large rectangular wrestling mat over the hardwood floor of the stage. Irina lowers herself down to lie on her back and Riley follows. I was assuming the two winners would go find a private performance room or something along those lines, but it's becoming quite obvious that their planning to collect their prize here in front of everyone. The same man as before hands Riley a condom and he rolls it on his dick fast. He settles between Irina's thighs and I can see his lips moving as he exchanges a few words with her. I think in my mind how he's probably saying something along the lines of Hi, my name is Riley. Do you mind if I fuck you now?

Riley touches Irina between her legs, testing her readiness, and then he plunges deep inside her in one quick motion. His lips attach to her nipple and she moans loudly. They don't kiss. She doesn't run her hands through his hair or over his face. This is 100% casual fucking. And it's kind of a turn off for me. I divert my eyes momentarily to look over at Edward. He looks guilty, and I can see in his eyes that this scene does nothing for him either. I much prefer fucking someone I'm in love with. I must admit I haven't always required that distinction, but since falling in love with Edward I can't imagine having any other man inside me.

Irina climaxes after just a few minutes while Riley sucks her tits and fingers her clit at the same time. When he finally reaches his own orgasm his voice erupts; loud and guttural. People clap and one actually cheers when Riley stands up and removes the soiled condom.

Edward turns to me and says, "Do you want to go get another drink?"

"Yes, Master," I reply without hesitation. My throat is feeling a bit parched. That performance was a bit more than my brain can process.

Edward leads me over to the bar where we sit and he orders a second round of red wine. "What did you think of that, pet?" he asks curiously.

"Honestly, Master, I was a little shocked, though I suppose I should have expected as much. These are Jenks' friends after all."

Edward laughs. "Full Exposure won't feature many performances like that as long as I'm manager, I assure you. Regardless of whether Jenks owns the place or not."

"I didn't object to the whole scene; the group activity was oddly arousing. I think, Master, that I mainly objected to the sharing. John did not partner up with his wife, if you noticed. And the fact that each winner was willing to have intercourse with whoever else won? That sort of activity is not for me," I clarify.

Edward smiles and leans forward to give me a sweet kiss. "I'm glad we are in agreement on that, pet," he says softly.

I'm about to lean further into his kiss and lick the sweet wine from his tongue when we are interrupted. I recognize the man as tonight's host and the main reason we're here this evening. I decide to make a good first impression and, as gracefully as I'm capable of, sink down to my waiting position at Edward's feet. A surge of wetness floods my flimsy panties at the sensation of fully submitting to my master in public for the first time in ages. It feels fucking amazing.

"Edward! I was wondering if I'd see you here tonight. Jason said you were bringing your pet. This is her?" John asks gesturing towards me.

"Hello, John. Yes, this is my fiancé and submissive, Isabella," he answers. I like that Edward used the title fiancé before submissive when introducing me.

"I'm glad you both could make it tonight. My wife, Molly, is a big fan of yours. A lot of people here know of you and have been looking forward to your arrival in Seattle."

"Thank you. We're happy to be here and for the opportunity to get to know everyone in the Seattle community," Edward replies.

"Did you arrive in time to see the oral presentation? That rat bastard Riley has stamina like I've never seen before," John fumes jokingly.

"We did, though I must admit, it's not my or Isabella's usual style. We prefer doing one on one scenes," Edward replies kindly.

"Is than an offer, Cullen? All of your Seattle fans have been anxiously anticipating your first performance, you know. We would all love to see what you and your sub can do."

Edward coughs awkwardly. "I would have to discuss that with Isabella. We didn't come prepared to perform; just to meet and socialize with everyone."

Edward reaches his hand out and slowly tips my chin up until my eyes meet his. He's trying to gauge my preference by the expression on my face. I'm smiling and I know that isn't what he expected. I know he was sure I'd have no interest in scening here tonight. Honestly, I was doubtful about it myself. Perhaps my interest stems from watching that over the top oral display earlier, maybe it's the effects of the wine I've consumed, or it could just be that Edward and I have abstained from public sexual activity for so long that my frustration is at a breaking point. Edward is right, the scene that took place on that stage tonight is not something we'd normally participate in, but watching it made me long to perform in front of a crowd again. I can't help squirming a little at the thought.

"Your pet seems to like the idea. I should just warn you, though, these folks like interactive scening. Perhaps you can work that into your performance?" John suggests.

"I honestly have nothing prepared for us. Give us a little time to discuss it together."

I peek a glance at John's face and see his bewilderment when Edward informs him the decision of whether or not we scene will be made by he and I together. John's eyes fall on me and he catches me watching him. Damn, so much for submitting perfectly this evening. He smirks at me, amused. I get the feeling John prefers his wife to be much more obedient and adventurous than Edward wants me to be.

"Finish your drinks and talk it over," John says. "Jason has told me time and again how much chemistry you two have on stage. It would be good for your new establishment to give everyone a sample of what they can expect to find. But of course, the choice is yours. I need to make the rounds, whatever you decide, it's wonderful having you here tonight and welcome to Seattle."

"Thank you, John," Edward says as John pats his back and walks off towards another group of people.

I don't need to look up to know that Edward is pinching the bridge of his nose. He reaches out for my hands and helps me to stand. He gestures for me to retake my seat beside him and I slip into it silently.

"Isabella, please explain to me what you're thinking. I'm positive we agreed no scenes tonight, yet you do not appear to be rebuking John's request," Edward says.

"Seeing the others perform brought back all these intense feelings inside me. It's been so long for us, Master. I'm greatly enjoying submitting to you here in public, but we're missing the full experience of the play party. Don't you agree?"

"What about your stage fright? Your fear of being filmed again?"

"We're safe here, Master. No one's hiding camera phones, how could they? Most of these people are wearing less than I am."

"Still, I worry you are succumbing to peer pressure, or perhaps you're more affected by the wine than you appear to be," he says.

I drink another sip of the tasty wine, not thinking that I've had too much. "You know Jenks is expecting us to perform on opening night at Full Exposure. I'd rather test the waters here, rather than in front of all our new members."

"Isabella, don't worry about opening night. I refuse to let Jason's expectations pressure you into doing something you don't want," Edward states firmly.

"I do want it, Master. I'm nervous, but excited too. I wasn't expecting to be ready tonight, but it just feels right."

"You really want this?" he asks again. I nod.

"Okay. But I was being truthful when I told John I have nothing prepared. You and I are going to develop the scene together. I want no surprises for you; nothing that would catch you off guard or make you uncomfortable."

"Yes, Master. I like that idea," I reply smiling. It also comforts me to know Rose and Emmett are nearby. I'll want to ask them to stay close while the scene is taking place. My stomach is starting to do flips just thinking about scening with my master here.

Edward wants to be one hundred percent sure we're on the same page. While we finish our glasses of wine he goes over his improvised plan for our scene. I've never given much thought to his planning, but I am learning that there really is a lot of details to consider. I suggest we invite the guests to come onto the stage while we perform. Edward gives me a look that says he thinks I've lost my mind, but I remind him of where we are. Jenks sent us here to recruit members because we need a healthy membership list by opening night. John said his friends prefer interactive scenes and I want to try to accommodate their unique interests.

Edward reiterates that we will not be fucking anyone else. I tell him that I am, of course, in complete agreement. A little harmless touching will enhance the scene and is still a far ways from sharing me with others. He scribbles notes on a cocktail napkin and reads it back to me. It's a little bold for Edward and I, but that is what I like about it. He seems less sure than me, but agrees to follow through. I'm giddy with excitement now, not only because we'll be scening for an audience again shortly, but because knowing ahead of time what will happen is a huge turn on.

After a quick conference with Rose and Emmett, we are ready for show time. Rose escorts me to the ladies room to freshen up while Edward lets John know that we have agreed to conduct a public scene. Rose is supportive and promises to keep a close watch on the crowd for us. Emmett is going to monitor the activity on stage to make sure none of the guests get out of hand. Edward is adamant about his "helpers" adhering to the rules he's going to set.

The bathroom door opens and a woman I recognize as John's wife enters with a smile on her face. "Isabella?" she greets, "My name is Molly. My master gave me the good news that you are preparing to scene for us. I wanted to come bring you a robe. Master is having the stage prepared as we speak."

"Thank you, Molly. I appreciate the gesture," I reply taking the soft pink robe from her hands. Rose helps me out of my negligee and I slip the soft cotton on.

Molly smiles. "You have beautiful breasts, Isabella."

"Thank you." I'm not sure what else to say.

"Well, I need to get back to the party. If there's anything else I can do for you this evening, please don't hesitate to ask," Molly says.

"Thanks," Rose replies and Molly nods her head as she exits the bathroom.

"I feel like it's my first performance all over again," I admit.

Rose chuckles. Our eyes meet in the mirror as she finishes braiding my hair. "And here I am, calming your ass down again." I smile, watching my own cheeks blush pink from her words. "You've come so far since then, Bella. That first night I thought if you actually made it through the whole scene then I'd definitely never see you back in the theater again. But you surprised me, and more shocking than that, you surprised Edward! You breezed into his life and turned it completely upside down. And I've never seen him so happy. You've had challenges along the way, obviously, but I'm so proud of you both."

This is the single nicest thing Rose has ever said to me and I'm stunned by her kind words. Before I have a chance to think of an appropriate response, she slaps my lightly on the back and says it's show time. "You ready for a little exhibitionism, chicky?" she asks me. Remembering the excitement that followed after the very first time she said those words to me, I know that I'm more than ready to do this again.

The stage is set up as Edward and I had discussed. There is a T shaped padded bench in the center of the stage. A number of handpicked party guests stand around the bench holding silk scarves. As I approach the bench I see Edward standing off to the side with John. He is eyeing me closely and I can see the uncertainty in his worried expression. I nod in his direction, subtly letting him know that I am still okay with our decision to give this a try. He nods in reply and I watch his eyes darken as he focuses on what we're about to do together. I can literally see him slipping back into dom mode.

I take a deep breath and untie the robe Molly so generously provided me, letting it fall to the stage floor. I am completely naked now, with at least twenty pairs of eyes on me. It feels good. Really good, like I've just stepped onto a moving roller coaster. And I'm so ready to go for this ride.

A/N: More Midnight Sun next week! Sorry for the cliffy... but this chapter was going to be way too long if I didn't break it up! Please leave a review!