CHAPTER 50 KARMA IS A BITCH

EDWARD’S ETERNAL KISS

CHAPTER 50

KARMA IS A BITCH

~X~x~X~EDWARD~X~x~X~

Over the last month my training with Ben went really well. We attended two parties and left the girls at home while Ben delved into being my mentor as well as Bella’s.

“I am Dominant throughout my life Edward, in all that I do, with everyone I meet. A Dominant is always a Dominant and this is where you confused me a few times. You seem to have turned it off like a switch. Dominance is not something that is switched on and off like a light. Does that make sense?”

“Yes. You are talking about when I go from Master to showing her love in an adoring manner am I right?”

“No, that is just you phasing in and out of your roles. Which isn’t wrong, it just blurs the lines. Over time, you and Bella will learn to read each other and she will know when you are her Master and when you are her Edward. That will come over time. As I said once before we are in love with our submissives and those lines tend to blur and cannot be helped but you Edward first must learn self-control.”

I sighed. I knew this was coming. He didn’t believe that I had any self-control. I disagreed but I allowed him to try and explain it more thoroughly. I would give him that much.

“How can you possibly control another if you cannot control yourself, Edward?”

“I had no problem controlling the girls. They were a challenge but I gained their respect.”

“Of course they were controlled. They feared your wrath! That and you were not so lenient on them. You tend to let her slide on things that should not go unchecked. Over time, it only gets worse if you allow her to sass you. You have to separate yourself Edward. When step into that playroom you are Isabella’s Master not Edward, Bella’s boyfriend. And the nickname you have given her has no place in that playroom. I am dead serious because honestly it’s a term of endearment that you should only use with her as Edward, not as her Master. You will only confuse her. Shit you confuse the hell out of me more often than not.”

“That makes sense.” I thought about it and he was right. It was my term for her when I loved her more than anything. Not that I didn’t love her in the playroom, I did, it’s just not the place for it as Ben went on to explain what self-control was.

“Self-control isn’t lack of any emotions…in fact, what it means is to be able to allow those emotions and feelings to come to the forefront when they need to and then direct them in the right way. That is when you know you have self-control.”

He then asked me something that stunned me.

“Are you truly ready to accept the responsibility?”

“Responsibility?”

“Yes Edward. You are becoming responsible for Isabella. You did for your coven didn’t you?”

“Well yeah but…”

“But what?”

“Maybe I am confused.  What do you mean exactly?”

“I mean that Isabella is handing over a part of her life in order to give you total control. You know that feeling Edward. It’s an awesome fucking feeling and I would wager you would prefer to have that control more than once a week.  Am I correct?”

“Yeah, the more I am learning the more I am envisioning an entire weekend of her submission and fuck if that just sounds so fucking awesome!”

He smiled and asked, “Honestly, how often would you like to dominate her Edward?”

“At least three days out of the week and maybe a couple of nights during.”

“Have you told her that?”

“No.”

“Trust Edward.  She can’t trust you if you don’t communicate with her. And she can’t read your mind. In my opinion…she is shaping up to be a very good submissive. She really likes to test boundaries, she is truly feisty, and I would wager that Isabella wouldn’t have any problem with those timelines but I am only guessing. Ask her. You won’t know unless you ask. Just remember a good Dominant does not abuse the power that’s been given. You are given it out of love, trust, and in hopes that you can improve her life. She will respect you when you prove you’re responsible for her and that she is successful in pleasing you no matter how many nights or days you play the role.”

“She pleases me just being Bella.” I smiled and Ben laughed.

“Yeah I know what you mean but that is Edward. Not Master.” He stated.

The first party we attended I watched as Ben took over a scene and it reminded me of Tanya.

Ben did not directly participate in it he stood back and commanded the Dom and his sub in the scene to show me what it was most likely for me in my playroom with my coven. He was right I was there but I wasn’t really there. Tanya was the Dominant that took orders from me.

“Experience is one thing. Knowledge is a whole other thing and you have the knowledge you just lack the experience. So the next scene I have negotiated the dialogue. There will be Dominants in training and we have a submissive that looks very much like your Bella. I thought that might help. I expect you to take control of her the minute she enters Edward. You are to achieve the following: I want you to interact with her. Not sexually, I won’t ask that of you, but you will be the one that touches her, ties her up and handle her. You have handled a human, Edward you know what your limits are. She is fully aware of our nature. She is a Swan so you will see the scarring on her arms. Her true Domme is mentoring her own Student and is allowing us this opportunity. You are to tie her legs to the table and command that she pleasures herself for you but she cannot orgasm until you allow it. I know you do not know what her limits will be, but her Domme will be in the audience and I will introduce you to her so that you will be able to distinguish her thoughts from the others. She will cue you when she knows her sub will fail, and then you allow her to release. This is just an exercise and it doesn’t make up for the actual true scenes you will have with your Bella. Over time, you will learn Bella’s limits. You’ve already done this to a degree. Now with the mind reading, if that happens to surface in your playroom while your not actually connected, well you are one lucky son of a bitch and I envy you if you can pull that shit off.” He shook his head and muttered “some people have all the luck.”

As he led me to the room he stopped and turned, “I will correct you mentally when you are failing at any part and instruct and cue you. The submissive is a sexy little thing and although I know you are not attracted to anyone but Bella, I am very curious to see how her attire affects you. I negotiated her outfit. And, yes Edward, I am challenging you now.”   He turned and we entered the room.

“My dearest Ben!” A tall beautiful long dark haired vampire with bright red eyes held out her arms for a hug from him.

“Hello my beautiful Pire how are you?” He hugged her and her thoughts focused on me.

Hmm…what a sexy beast. My God, you are a looker. Shit. Mind reader.

I smiled and nodded but she acted as if nothing had occurred.

“This is Master Edward. Edward this is Pire.”

“Hello it is a pleasure to meet you and thank you kindly for the opportunity.” I kissed the back of her hand.

Charmer too. My word. The things I would love to do to you.

I chuckled and she winked.

“My submissive Renata will arrive in a moment. Ben tells me that I can cue you mentally when she has reached her limit but I thought that maybe you could determine that yourself by her own thoughts. Try it. If you would like have her fail. I have supplied the one tool she is most fearful of as I am teaching her to push her boundaries and limits. If you can handle using it without harm by all means you are welcome to do so.”

“What tool would that be?” Ben asked.

“Instead of a traditional cane in hopes that the visual difference of it I chose a White Lightning.”

“Very good choice. It will ease some of her concerns.” Ben replied.

“Excuse me what may I ask is a White Lightning?

 Ben turned and leaned in to whisper, “A resin cane, it is not your traditional cane. Do you feel comfortable in using this Edward?”

“Honestly I would prefer my bare hand on a human but I would feel rather odd doing that with a girl I don’t know. Can we try something a little easier?”

“You may select any of the following. I understand your concerns Edward and I thank you for being up front and honest. I would prefer you not push your limits.” Pire said and she led me up to the row of items I could choose from laid out before me.

“Any of those will do.” I said as I ran my finger over the selection of whips and paddles.

“Well as soon as you are ready we can get started.”

“Thank you.”

I walked up and pulled my shirt off folded it and laid it on a chair and untied my boots and removed them and my socks. I wanted her to feel like I was here to Dominate her in every way, but I wanted to test her. To do so I had to feel and look comfortable in my surroundings. Bare feet seem to suggest that we are relaxed but what I have learned with my coven is that they let their guard down and it makes for an interesting reaction when they suddenly see my Dominant persona come out in bare feet. It is more of a mental thing. It’s in their thoughts only your traditional Dominant wouldn’t know that because he can’t read minds. I have a slight advantage and I chuckled to myself when I saw Ben wonder what the fuck I was doing.

What is with the shoes Edward?

I just nodded and that was a cue that I would let him in on it later. He wasn’t the only one that was going to learn a few things but Pire somehow noticed it right away. I wondered how.

Interesting concept… barefoot. She will be at ease. I like that idea and it is safe to assume she will react to your looks young Edward. Remember that please. She is bisexual and she loves cock, so I am certain she will want yours. Order her to call you Master, run your index finger along the line of her neck when she kneels for you to start. The cold feeling sends chills through her and it will arouse her instantly. She smells delicious and tastes heavenly and should you wish to indulge in anything she has to offer, you are more than welcome to partake.  But, I do understand that you’re mated and that is fine also. Be aware that being behind her enhances her scent for fear. It is really arousing so be warned. She gives off the scent of fear very well and fuck; it does me in every time. I hope you’re immune.

She giggled and I put my head down and smirked. She then lowered the lights and a few seconds later Renata entered the room.

Fucking Ben. He wasn’t kidding when he said he would be testing me. She was wearing the identical dress that Bella had on the night of my party but damn if she didn’t remind me of Bella with long chocolate tresses and big doe eyes. She wasn’t as thin as Bella a little more solid of girl but sexy and curvy all the same. It suddenly occurred to me I got hard.

I looked out at Ben.

It is not her Edward. You’re thinking of Bella that is why I chose one that looked so much like her and put her in that outfit. Sorry didn’t mean to make you question your loyalty to her, it was just a test. You can kick my ass later for it but I just had to see that look on your face.  

He laughed to himself and I glared at him. Asshole. 

She came in and knelt with her head down. Her legs were slightly spread and I could see up her skirt from where I was standing. She had yet to look at me so I walked towards her bringing my feet into her view.

Her thoughts were all over the place.

God I am so nervous. I hope he is at least kind. I know that this is pleasing her and that is what I am here for. Her. Always her. I wonder if I will ever get to see what he at least looks like. Am I positioned to his liking? Shit what if what he wants is so different from what she does.

She was loyal and I envied that about her instantly. I knelt down and requested she look at me.

“Bring your eyes up to your new Master my pet.” I commanded.

Her eyes scanned up my legs as I stood back up. When she met mine, her heart rate picked up and I gave her a soft smile.

Oh….Fuck if he ain’t pretty. Shit Renata, do not get all wet yet he will catch the scent!

Man I want to be bitten by him. Screw the blades. Sink those teeth into me.

“You will call me Master anything else and I will punish you. Focus on me and me alone. I won’t be lenient and I do not tolerate disrespect in this room is that understood?  Answer.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You’re in luck tonight pet. It seems the only thing I am going to ask of you is that you show me how you can pleasure yourself. Would you do that for me pet?”

“Yes Master.”

“Remember your orgasm is mine to allow at my discretion.”

I reached out and took her hand. “Follow me.” I led her to the table and commanded her to lay back. She did and I proceeded to tie her legs in a position that spread her open and restrained them from closing.

She did smell good but not nearly as appealing as the little brunette waiting for me at home.

“Tell me Pet. What are your safe words?”

“Red, yellow and green.”

“Your favorite toy?” I asked giving her the option as I stood over her.

“Look at me when you speak.” I ordered. Her eyes met mine and she bashfully confessed her preferences.

“A plug with a bullet and my fingers Master.”

I cocked my brow high.

“Sexy.” I winked at her, went to the table to find the item, and brought it back to her after I lubed it for her.

“Allow me.” I knew this was pushing my own limit. I would not ordinarily do this but she was already tied up in a position that wouldn’t allow her to put the item in on her own. I could easily push it in from where I stood and so I did. The feeling of doing the act left me feeling remorseful even though I did not touch her at all. I pushed it aside as Ben had said I had to have self-control and to react now would not be good.

The rest of the scene went perfectly. I pushed her limit and allowed her release at the exact moment she was ready to safe word.

Ben never had to correct any of my actions. Renata’s thoughts were pretty much the typical thoughts of every submissive I had in my coven. She wanted me to do things I wouldn’t do. She wanted me to fuck her. She tried to entice but didn’t push any limit too far.

Suddenly at the end of the scene, I just wanted to go home to Bella. I didn’t want to continue but Ben still had other scenes for me to attend and so the night wore on but my thoughts kept going to the one thing that I could not put out of my head. My body felt like it had been beaten and I attributed that to a deep feeling of need for her.  This was the longest I had been away from her. It truly had been a long night and I was thankful for the experience. I did learn quite a bit more.

“I think you have reached your limit Edward. Shall we go home where our beautiful girls willing to submit to each us, who we would be more than happy to dominate and fuck senseless?” He asked with a twinkle in his eye and an impish grin on his face. I laughed.

“Fuck yes!” I growled and we finished up with the pleasantries to the various Masters and our Host and made our leave.

When we left, Bella and Tia were working on the list that Ben had provided her to fill out. It was her limits checklist. I had never done this with her and it was utterly ridiculous that I hadn’t. I was so caught up in her when I first met her that everything else that was protocol went out the window.

We were both learning so many things and her newborn temperament was very impressive. She did have her moments. We tested her proximity to human blood more each day. She was doing well in her control. Her first real test would be at the Munch where she was going to be among several Vampires and a few humans. Her instincts were going to be challenged and Ben had allowed a margin of leniency for error.

I, however, felt that if she fell out of line I would not hesitate to punish her. I could not let her take another human life let alone have that in her system. It did things to me that I can’t explain. I hated that I could taste a human males blood in her system when I bit her after she had drank from him. 

Ben and I had come to an agreement that the night of the munch Bella would be given a different collar.

It was a symbol for the transfer of power over her. He was going to collar her with a collar of my choosing so long as it had a lock and key. Once it was put on her, she would be controlled not only by me but by him as well as we each carried a key to it. It was only symbolic but he felt that having two Dominants over her would probably fair better to keep her in check on both sides; one for her submissive side and one for her vampire nature while in attendance of this party. My siblings would be there to help but I knew as the night wore on they would lose their focus and go off to do their own thing, especially if she was doing well.  Ben, however, was adamant that Isabella was to remain heeled behind either him or me at all times.

I wasn’t so sure Bella wouldn’t push a limit of his. She seemed to test him and I figured out that Bella rather liked it when he punished her and I was curious as to why.  I wanted to talk to her about it but I wanted to make sure that my observations were spot on before I brought it up to her.

Then one night out of the blue she did something that I never expected and showed her loyalty to me even further than she already had. She asked me meet her in the playroom to discuss something. When I entered, she was in the kneeling position and she asked me to be the one to control all of her orgasms. She was giving them up to me fully. It didn’t matter if it was playroom time or not. It was a 24/7 submission and I fucking loved the idea of it. The feeling it gave me in regards to knowing that I was now fully responsible for any orgasm she would have was a rush. I demanded that if I were to do this then it included her coming to me at any time no matter when or where and asking for permission if she wanted to so much as touch herself. It opened the door to using some toys that would push Bella as far as orgasm denial could go and I so wanted to test her limits.   That was the night we determined exactly whose pussy it was. I had her screaming for me. Begging me to let her come and taunted her to nearly safe wording with my cock buried inside of her.

“Whose pussy is this again Isabella? Answer your Master.”

“Yours Master. Only yours.”

“And when does it get to come? Answer me!”

“When you say.” She panted. “Only when you say!”

“Do you want to come Bella? You may answer.”

“Yes Master so much.”

I slid out of her, slammed into her, and whispered in her ear.  “Not until I say.” And I stilled in her listening to her whimpers and feeling the walls of her clamp onto me trying to hold it back.  “Breathing in the scent of you on the cusp,” I inhaled deeply, “makes it so fucking hard to not fuck this sweet pussy that belongs to me.  Beg for it Isabella. I need to hear you plead for your release.”

“Please Master. Please I promise anything. I will do anything just please let me fucking come already!”

If Bella could sweat, she would be drenched. Her finger was on the trigger of her safe word when I decided to pull out only to begin furiously pounding into her again.  I finally gave her permission as I lost my own battle.

“Come for me Bella! Fucking come for me now!” I clenched my jaw and shot my seed deep inside just as she let her orgasm flood through her body.

Giving over this kind of control was a generous act from my very submissive girl. Everyday her submissive side became more obvious as hints of her arousal flooded my senses when she found a particular instance or fact of the lifestyle that interested her or she liked.  She became an open book, easy to read and all the more sexy because of it.

When I informed Ben about this recent development he explained that although her submission is ever deepening and growing, she would never reach a place where she could not open a bit more for her Dominant. In other words she will never fully submit to me and I could not expect it of her, but I could love and respect what she does give me and help her grow and open to new ideas while exploring this lifestyle.  When this finally clicked in my head, I realized what it was to be a true Dominant.

I was Isabella’s Dominant and I finally understood why I not only wanted it but needed it, then, a week before the Munch everything came crashing down with no one to blame but myself. Yes, Edward Cullen fucks up again. I still haven’t learned shit!

The slip of her reference to my eye color and her reaction to finding out that I had been reading her mind was exactly what I had feared the most. She ran from me. Not because I could read her mind but because I had lied to her and how could she trust a liar, let alone submit to one.

I was not about to let that be the reason she walked away from me so I went after her.

Then all hell broke loose and I thought for sure I had lost her when I saw her through his eyes and heard his thoughts of the things he wanted to do to her once he got his hands on her. They were putrid and vile. She was a vampire and he was pissed that I had turned her before he had a chance to taste her for himself.

James wanted to mark her as his as some sort of payback. He was going to bite her over and over, feed off her venom, and make sure she had his brand on at least every visible part of her body. He wanted to scar her to remind me of him and that he had been there. He was a sadistic fuck and I was going to end his life when I got to him. He would not be walking away from this.

At first it hasn’t occurred to me that the girls had been changed because I was so engrossed with fighting James.  I hadn’t been aware that Lauren and Heidi had been killed. Not until Tanya had managed to get her arms around Bella’s throat and was going to rip her head off to hurt me as I had hurt her. She blamed me now for their deaths and I was stunned by the entire scene before me.

Of course, the one thing that meant everything to me was in her very angry and vengeful hands and that terrified me. At first, I could only stare at her.  Even I had to admit that Tanya made an exquisite vampire. Her beauty was rivaled second only to Rosalie, but that was it, looks only.  I knew this girl very well, I cared for her and sadly, I hurt her and now two of her dearest friends were dead and she was going to blame me.

I did it all for you Edward. Everything. At first, it was fun but it became more about pleasing you. It was always for you. I thought if I did it enough eventually I would be rewarded. Not cast aside like yesterdays trash. How could you? I trusted you. You betrayed that trust Edward. You were the only one I could not conquer. Yeah that is my ego but still…I feel cheated. She doesn’t deserve you and did nothing to gain what should have been given to me! Me your submissive who played your role so you didn’t have to! Now I get it you couldn’t because of what you were but still... You read our thoughts the whole time, you knew how we felt about you, and still you used us! Is that fair?

I have been changed into this and it wasn’t my choice! He did it to get back at you. You’re just a game for him. You left him feeling inferior and he was jealous of you because Victoria was attracted to you. And I was left to suffer for it when he came into my home and bit me while I slept. You could have warned me! Heidi knew but Lauren and I were clueless and now they are dead!

She aired her thoughts as they spilled out of her. The guilt was overwhelming but she was making me choose. I cared for her, I really did but not the way she wanted me to, and if I had to choose, it would not be her. Isabella would not suffer for my stupidity. Then just as quickly as the situation got out of my control it was all over and my beloved mother protected the one thing I loved more than anything else.

Esme was my hero.  She was to every one of us.

I don’t know why I expected things to go back to normal, well, everything except for the trust issue.  However, nothing did.  I not only lost some dear friends and felt that guilt deep down, I lost the trust that Bella had in me and that alone could break us. If I couldn’t gain it back, she so much had admitted that our relationship would be over. No matter what I did though, she wouldn’t forgive me that easily and decided to hold her submission from me.

Then she began to do shit that was totally fucked up in my eyes and it was pissing me off. She was teasing me and Bella was good at teasing. But when she denied me, well that really sent me into a near fit. I found myself bitching about it to Ben one afternoon.

“If you makes you feel any better Edward she hasn’t spoken to neither Tia nor me much either. Let her work it out. She is still a newborn with very unpredictable behavior.” Ben tried to assure me.

“He is right you know.” My father walked in and sat down next to Ben.  “You can’t be angry at her for that son. You remember how easily the others would overreact to something that seemed so trivial to us?” He reminded me.

Boy did I! Emmett got his feelings hurt when he learned that Rosalie mastered auto mechanics in trade school while he got a C in the course. He was unapproachable for a month!

“Don’t let her get away with this holding out on you!” Esme spoke up stunning us all.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at my mother’s reaction. Esme never ceased to amaze me but always surprised me.

I think its time for a little karma. Edward what goes around comes around. I have faith in you. You will come up with something.

I heard her surprising revelation to plan my own form of torture on Bella and I laughed aloud in response. Esme was diabolical but I was beginning to think she was right. Turn about is fair play!

“So this is the plan.” We were all in place when Alice, Tia, and Bella came back from their all girl hunt. I had to laugh when Tia suggested it to help her adjust to the new diet.

She said she felt weird drinking from an animal in front of men.

“Is that sort of like girls are embarrassed to eat in front of guys on a date?” Jasper asked.

“Yeah well sort of.” She was almost embarrassed to admit it. Tia and Ben had been abstaining from human blood and doing rather well. It was only three days left until the Annual Munch and Ben stated that costumes were required and that was when I had the wild idea to torment a certain newborn that had far too much fun punishing me.  Bella was about to learn that payback can be a bitch.

Rosalie was in on the plan and I was actually surprised she had sided with me saying that Bella just needed to get over it and move on, so she volunteered her help in our little plan. The following afternoon the huge box was delivered from the local costume shop and Rosalie came walking in to the living room where we were all sitting playing the Wii.

“Okay you guys here are the costumes we got! Each one of you go try them on and when you’re ready come down and show them to us. We will figure out which ones you should select.” She smiled tossing the box to Emmett who hauled ass upstairs into their room and I couldn’t help but smirk to myself watching Bella’s expression.

“I didn’t know it was a costume party.” She looked up at Ben curiously.

Ben replied, “Yeah, it is always a costume party. You have to pick a costume that represents any profession. Each year is a different theme but this year is Professions.”

“Shit I don’t have a costume.” She looked worried.

“Don’t worry about that Edward and I selected the outfits you and Tia are to wear.” He just left her sitting there with her mouth hanging open.

Once we were all in the selected outfits, I looked in the mirror and laughed.

“This almost seems cruel.” I smiled at Rosalie.

“I said almost.” Quietly so there was no way she could hear me.

“Here we come!” Ben, Jasper, Emmett, and I all came down the stairs and stood in front of the girls as they were lined up sitting next to each other on the sofa.

My father chuckled and covered his mouth as Esme giggled and let out a loud whistle.

“Well this is number one.” Rosalie offered and asked us to turn around and show our stuff.

We all had on firemen’s uniforms…sans shirts of course! Your basic bright yellow pants, suspenders, protective hardhats, and boots.

Alice squealed and said “Eww I vote number one!”

“Now wait there’s more!” Rosalie offered.

I looked right at Bella who sat there with her eyes focused on my abs for some reason. Her eyes remained focused and didn’t budge as she took her bottom lip in her mouth, which incidentally, didn’t go unnoticed that she finally swallowed as if she had a mouth full of venom.

Hmm…I think she likes number one even though she doesn’t say a word. My silly little newborn is already being sucked in and we haven’t even started…I chuckled as we headed back upstairs and throw on the baseball outfits.

“What no shirts?” Emmett asks.

I shrug and say, “Who needs em?” and can’t help but smirk as I put the baseball cap on and grab the glove and ball.

We head downstairs and Rosalie lets out a yowl. “I vote number two!” She bellows and Esme nods in agreement. “Most definitely number two!”

I look over at Bella and smile widely as she is now sitting there with her mouth hanging open and rubbing her legs together.

“What do you think Bella?” Tia asks.

“They all look great to me.” She turns to look out the window and I can see that she is trying to stay composed but for some reason she appears to be a little stressed at the moment.

“Oh come on Bella!  They look hot!” Rosalie argues. “I mean damn could Edward look any hotter?” she smirks and gives me a wink that Bella can’t see.

“Yeah, hot.” She nods and gives me a smile but it looks painful for her.

“Next!” Rosalie calls out and we head back up.

Man I think she is close to losing control man! 

Ben’s sends me a thought on how well she is holding up.

“I think Bella is about to snap two more and she will cave I have no doubt!”

Jasper grins as he changes out of the baseball uniform into the cowboy costume while Ben goes for the construction worker.

Right before we head down we all look at Emmett and gape at him.

“Dude what the hell?” Jasper inquires for all of us.

“What? I am an underwear model!”

I roll my eyes and we all head downstairs. Rosalie’s eyes widen and she yells, “Emmett Cullen! What the hell?”

“What I am an underwear model, sweet huh?” He nods his head bobbing up and down and he flashes those damn dimples in only a pair of black briefs.

“Get your ass back upstairs!” she growls and we all laugh as she drags him back up by the ear.

“Okay I am torn now…between two and three.” Alice taps her finger to her chin. “What do you think Tia?”

“I am opting for the construction worker…I can imagine the tools he could fill his belt with.” She smiles and winks at Ben. He laughed and I sneak a peak at Bella. Her hands are running through her hair and I decided to ask.

“Well Bella, any preferences?” I asked turning around to let her get a nice view of my ass in these tight ass pants.

Her thighs are pressed together so tight I have a feeling she is hiding her excitement. I smirk and she stutters.

“I…uh…is uh…there any…more?” She asks sounding almost flabbergasted.

“Yeah one more.” Jasper smiles.

“I will hold my vote till the end.” She is obviously suffering because her knuckles are straining and turning paler with her grip on the edge of the couch. It almost looks like she is trying to force herself to stay put.

When we turned to go back up, I would have sworn I heard her whimper.

Once we were in the last costumes, we headed down, stepped up in a line crossing our arms over our chest, “Well, last one.”

My father groaned and shook his head chuckling as I heard his thoughts.

Son that girl doesn’t stand a chance. You are driving her insane but this is by far too much you won’t see the light of day for god I don’t know how long when she finally gets a hold of you!

I smile to myself knowing this is really pushing it. Alice, Tia, Rosalie, and Bella are all sitting there with their mouths hanging open.

In a unison tone, they all say “I pick this one!”

Esme stands up and says “Honey we need to go shopping.” She drags my father out the front door before he can say anything to protest.

Little does he know she is on the hunt for her own Chippendales costume for him.

“Oh my word Jazzy I dropped my pen over there can you pick it up?” Alice asks as she throws her pen over his head to land on the step. She grins and bats her lashes. He rolls his eyes, laughs, and heads over to pick it up giving her a view of his ass as he does it.

“Ben baby you look hawt, hawt, hawt!” Tia pounced on him as he caught her.

“Guestroom now!” she growls and he throws her over his shoulder and starts to carry her upstairs. “See ya all later!” He yells and I turn around to look at Bella.

“Come on baby lets go hunt.” Emmett grabs Rose yanking her out the back door.

“Us too Jazz.” Alice says and Jasper argues, “But you just went with Bella yesterday.”

“So you need to hunt for me in that outfit!” she yanks his arm and pulls him out the door.

I stand here in the tight pants, the cuffs, and bowtie/collar and run my hand through my hair. Bella is just sitting there gnawing on her bottom lip like it’s a tough piece of jerky, hands fidgeting in her lap while she rubs her legs together.  

“Okay, well time to go change.” I turn to head up the stairs and finally I hear her speak.

“Edward?”

I smile to myself, turn, and look at her. “Yes Kitten?”

“Do you need help you know…removing those?” She nods at the cuffs on my wrists.

“No, I think I can handle it.” I smile at her, turn to head up the stairs to our room, and wait.

And wait.

And wait.

And … What the hell?

I sigh and figure it’s useless when all of a sudden the door crashes open hitting the wall.

She grips it and slams it closed as her honey-toned eyes quickly darkened to burgundy. I love that Bella’s eyes don’t turn black with her desire.  I love that the honey golden tone is now mixed with a deep burgundy as they grow darker the minute as her eyes finally land on my abs.

I cock my brow and ask, “Bella what are you doing?”

Pouncing at me, she throws me back onto the bed as she hovers over me, hissing and licking her lips. Her eyes never left mine as she straddled me and leaning down to let her tongue start at my navel as she licks straight up the center of my abs to my chest, swirling and flicking her tongue over my already hard nipple.  She sucks it into her mouth making me jump as she takes a nibble.

She moves her fingers along my sides up to my face where she cupped my cheeks while she still straddles me pressing her nose right up against mine and nuzzles. Her eyes are pleading while her thumbs brush over my cheeks. “Forgive me for denying you. It wasn’t right or fair.”

I stare at her trying to read her expression.

“Are you saying that because you believe it or are you saying it because you suddenly realized you were also denying yourself?” I asked.

I was so ready to slip into my Dominant persona I could taste it. I wanted to control her so badly it was growing harder each second.

“We both were denied and it isn’t right. I am sorry.”

“Oh you will be.”

It was too late.  I just couldn’t help it. I dashed to Emmett and Rosalie’s room and found a set of cuffs with chains. I flew back to my room to a stunned Bella still sitting in the same position I left her in.  I close the door walking to the foot of my bed and padlocked the chains laying the cuffs on the bed.

“Isabella. I accept your apology but only on one condition…I want your submission to begin now. Not three days from now.” I pulled her up and stood her in front of me.

“Trust me.” I whispered into her ear and pressed a kiss to her scar.  “Please.” I asked.

“Only if you promise to be honest with me.” She asked her tone soft.

“I promise Kitten. Always.” She nodded and walked to the bathroom and I could hear her getting ready.

She came back to the pillow that I had in position for her.

She took her position presenting herself to me.  I smiled as her naked body knelt before me with legs spread wide and ass lifted up to expose her pussy for my inspection and pleasure.

“Very good Isabella. Master is pleased but before we start, I do believe a little punishment is in order. Stand and come over to me and turn around. Bend at the waist in front of me and bring that ass within inches of my hand.” I demand and hold it up for her.

She does as she is asked and bends over.

“I want you to count Isabella but first do you know why I am punishing you?”

“No Master.”

“You touched yourself when you had already made a prior promise to me earlier that day you ran. Do you remember the promise?”

“Yes Master.”

“What was it?” I asked.

“I would not pleasure myself without direct permission from you from now on weather it be in our regular scheduled playtime or not. I agreed to hand over my orgasms to you.” She answered.

“And whose idea was that?” I asked.

“Mine Master.”

“Exactly and since you touched and brought my sweet pussy to orgasm even if it was out of anger you still broke the rule. For that, I am giving you ten swats with my bare hand on your ass and the remaining ten on that sweet pussy. Now count!”

I stood off to the side, laid my hand on her hip gripping it to hold her steady, and smacked with enough force for her to tense up.

“One.”

The next one was a little harder.

“Two.”

I switched cheeks and smacked a little harder. Her cheeks flinched because that one smarted.

“Three.”

“Four.”

“Five.”

I rubbed her cheek and switched to the stronger hand.

“Sssssssix!” she hissed.

“That’s right Isabella the last four are going to be the hardest now beg for it!”

“Please master smack my ass to remind me.”

“Remind you of what!?”

“Seven…remind me that my orgasms belong to only you.”

“Eight.”

I landed the next right on the crease of her thigh.

“Nine!” she screamed out.

“Beg for it hard.” I demanded.

“Pppplease Master Whip my ass harder!” she whined out and I brought my hand down on her cheek leaving a perfect indent on that stone flesh that would disappear slowly.

“Ten!” she cried out and I rubbed my palms over the flesh. She doesn’t feel it like a human does but with the strength I used behind it, I knew it did sting a little.

“Lie down on the bed and place your feet at the foot of each post flat on the ground, your ass to the edge.” I commanded.

I grabbed the cuffs attached to the chains and secured each ankle to the metal feet of the bed. She was now spread and open. I hissed missing the sweet scent of her.

“Surely the wetness between your legs is from my hand? Answer!”

“Yes Master.”

“Naughty girl. You’re dripping wet Bella. I have a strange feeling you will be even wetter when I smack that pussy punishing it as well.”

She tried to rub her legs together but it failed, her tethers keeping her open.

“So wet.” I said softly and let my hand glide up her slit collecting the dampness on my fingers. I took my finger and wiped it along her bottom lip. “If you suck on that lip before me Isabella you will be punished. Rosalie has a cane I can borrow and I won’t hesitate to use it. I let my finger glide over it again and pressed into her heated slit.

“You smell so sinfully divine.” I groaned.

I brought my fingers to my lips and tasted her. God it had been days. I needed to hurry the punishment so I could fuck her.

“Spread it!” I commanded and her eyes widened in shock.

“But…”

I narrowed my eyes and reached down spreading her lips and making one swift fast slap on her clit.

“DO NOT hesitate.” I snapped and she jumped but her fingers made their way down to spread her open for me.

“That’s it. Do you remember what happened when Tia was punished this way?” I asked.

“Yes Master.”

“Tell me.” I ordered.

“She said it was more sensitive when she was whipped with her clit exposed because for a vampire it’s much more sensitive.”

“Yes, that is correct. You count and if you don’t mess up I promise we will both be coming so fucking hard when I am done with this punishment, everyone will hear your scream out for miles.”

After her punishment, I fucked her while she was tethered to the bed, which in hindsight was rather stupid on my part. The frame bent and contorted making the bed sit at a lopsided slant. Those damn legs of hers were like superman strength weapons the way she manipulated the steel trying to get them wrapped around my waist so she could help drive me deeper into her. If I wasn’t careful she could lock my cock in a vice grip between them never letting me loose. Jasper and Emmett would find it funny and laugh. Me…not so much.

I would not punish Bella for her actions as to what went down that day. It doesn’t matter weather we are Vampires or humans. Both are endowed with an evolutionary survival instinct called "fight or flight" syndrome. When confronted with danger, people either stand and fight or flee from the stressor. I am pretty sure that any Dominant, for the most part, will stand and fight just as I did when I went after her. Submissives on the other hand tend to flee and just as I predicted she was fleeing only she wasn’t fleeing for the same reason I assumed she would have. Submissives run from the danger posed by confronting it and they bury it in hopes that they will never have to confront it ever again.

Now one would think that I should have punished her for this behavior.

That was not about to happen. I would not punish her for what it is in all of us to do instinctually. I was disappointed she ran but it didn’t deserve any punishment in my eyes.

I had discussed a few of these with Ben and he agreed that Bella did need to be punished for the one thing she did wrong and that was in her willingness to submit her orgasm to me. He stated that I needed to correct that behavior from the beginning the next time she submitted to me. To let it go would not do either of us any good. I truly didn’t want to punish her first thing once I had her again. I am still sometimes almost ashamed to admit that sometimes that shit just turns me the fuck on more than it probably should.

What can I say?  I am a fucking pervert. I never claimed I wasn’t. Hell so was Ben even though he was so well respected in any community. I knew him a little more over the course of the last month and he shared many of my own perverse ideas with me.

It almost made me feel a little normal for once when he admitted to getting aroused whipping Tia’s ass.

Ben had chosen the outfits for all of us and ran them by me for a final vote.

It was not only yeah but Fuck yeah when I saw them. My little office girl/secretary fantasy was about to come to life. It was my first fantasy ever. When Bella came to me as my PA and while I was in San Diego, I found myself imagining taking her over my desk dressed in a secretary sort of style dress.  Even though we did the whole parade of costumes…Ben had chosen us to be businessmen with our secretaries only they weren’t wearing much to leave to the imagination.

“We will have total control being comfortable and fully dressed while we test their exhibitionist sides.” He smirked. “It is what we as Dominants do. We test and push. Hope to expand their will to submit even more to us.”

“When Bella gets a look at what she is wearing I may be the one forced into submitting.” I laughed skeptical of the outfits he had chosen but turned on even all the more.

“That is expected Edward.”

“What?” I didn’t understand what he was referring to.

“Submissives are often highly critical of themselves and often they find that their perceptions of themselves are not consistent with their Dominant's perceptions of them. In most cases, their Dominant sees them in a much more positive way than they see themselves. Often they dismiss that point of view as being "biased" because their Dominant sees them through loving eyes.
It's funny how nearly everyone, including submissives, accepts what they see in the mirror as completely accurate, and yet submissives routinely question the view of themselves portrayed through the eyes of their Dominant, the only person whose view should really matter. This will test her. She may not think she will look good in this outfit and will question displaying so much skin to those at the party. She doesn’t see herself clearly and by the end of the night, your nerves may be on edge as to the number of members that will take notice of the hot little brunette in the tiny pinstriped secretary’s outfit. However, she will get a huge dose of reality and maybe a little confidence that she is worthy of such an outfit and quite attractive in it. Just remember to hold that anger in towards anyone that respectfully takes notice please. I have no problem with them looking so long as they don’t touch. If they cross a line then by all means, rip their heads off. The night is supposed to be fun so keep that in mind will ya?”
I nodded and grew even more anxious for the night to come.

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