Chapter Three

“Seattle?” she asked in a shaky voice. 

“Yes. You know that there is a governing body over both Dominants and submissives included in the club membership. I am the head of that body and was there when we revoked his membership from the club,” he advised. “I read the report on what that monster did to you and I wish I could tie that fucker up and do worse to him.”

“You know, about the cuts?” she whispered as tears trickled down her face.

“I do. Isabella, I know you are a submissive. I know that you have had your trust and body violated. I know that you have been terribly wronged.” Edward stated.

Bella examined his face, and instead of pity, she saw awe. “I am, and I did.”

“Have you even had a satisfying sexual experience since the attack?”

“No,” she answered as she dropped her eyes to her lap. “I haven’t been able to handle having a man close to me until today.”

“So, are you saying that I am the first man to have touched you in two years?” he questioned, brushing his hand over her cheek. 

“Two years, nine months and twenty-six days,” she stated, her heart pounding like a freight train going down the tracks. 

“I must inform you, Isabella, I am a strict Dominant. In my twenty years in the playroom, I have never had a sub use her safeword. I use the three safeword method and always adhere to the submissive’s checklist,” Edward explained. 

“Are you, are you asking, do you want me as a submissive?”

“Yes, Isabella, I do, but for the first time in my life, I would like to strive for something more,” he declared, rubbing his thumb across her bottom lip. “And I want to bite that lip.”

“Then do it,” she panted.

Holding her gaze, he grasped a hold of the sheet and he pulled it from her grasp. “I need to see your scars.”

“Why?” she asked, with a slight hint of panic in her voice.

“Because there can’t be any secrets between us. I need to know everything. I need to know your hopes and fears, your goals and your failures. I need to know it all, Isabella.” Edward declared. 

Bella was nervous that once he saw her horrible scars, once he heard about the ordeal from her perspective, he wouldn’t want to be with her. “I am afraid of your response.”

Leaning forward, Edward kissed her sweetly on the lips. Pulling back, he looked deeply into her eyes. “Watch me, don’t shut your eyes or turn away, watch me. I want you to see my face as I look at your scars.”

He pulled the sheet completely back, revealing her full breasts and chest. He saw the tiny scars peppering on the top, sides, and bottom of her right breast. Some small, only a half of an inch, while others were large. He was so mad that they had subjected her to such brutality. Bending forward, he began placing a kiss on each scar, and as he did, he raised his eyes to her. She was watching him, as instructed.

Tears fell down her face as she watched Edward tenderly kiss each of her scars. Not once did he look as if he was disgusted. When he kissed the last scar, she felt lighter. 

“Hush, sweetheart,” he murmured, kissing his way up her neck to her jawline. God, she tasted so good, and he couldn’t wait to taste every inch of her. 

“Edward, please,” she moaned.

Edward looked at the yearning in her face, knowing if they were going to do this, they had to do it right. Reaching for her hand, he pulled her from the bed and stood before her.  

Isabella could immediately see when the role of Dominate slipped over Edward like a new suit.

“Isabella, if we are to do this, let us do it correctly. Although we are not officially in a contractual relationship as Dom and Sub, I feel those parameters will help guide us in this situation. Do you agree?” Edward asked.

“Yes, Sir. I understand, and feel that the standards and expectations would help in this instance.”  

Reaching down, he picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder. Walking out of the room, he turned right and headed to the end of the hall. When he arrived at the door, he pushed the button to reveal the keypad. Punching in the security code, the door latch released and he opened the door. Placing Isabella on her feet, he allowed her to look around the room. “The door is locked from the outside, yet you can turn the handle to get out.”

Bella looked around the room. He had a vast assortment of equipment, much of which was on her checklist. She was still a little nervous about being back in a playroom and she wondered if she could give her trust to Edward.

“I know we haven’t talked about limits, but I know we are very similar in those.  While I am not officially your Dominant, I would like to see if you can be comfortable again in this environment. We will do a trial and see how you respond to returning to your submission. Are you agreeable, Isabella?”

“Yes, Sir,” Bella responded, before assuming the submissive pose.

Edward jerked his shirt over his head as he kicked off his shoes. Unbuttoning his pants, he pushed them down his legs and stepped out. Standing up, Bella got her first look at his cock, which was thick, long, and erect. Taking his hand, he wrapped it around his dick and pumped it several times. “See what you do to me. It has been hard since the moment I opened the door of the limo.”

Licking her dry lips, Bella raised up to her knees, showing Edward she was wearing a sexy thong that barely covered her hairless mound. Over the years, since the incident, she still kept up with the standard expectations that most Dominants required of their submissives. She ate well, exercised four days a week, did yoga twice a week, and kept her body hair-free. Placing her hands on his chest, she began running them up and down his muscular abs. He was almost forty, yet he had the body of a twenty-year-old. 

“May I suck your cock, Sir?” she begged, staring at him with hooded eyes. 

“Do you think you can take it all in that hot little mouth of yours?” He questioned. “To let you know, it is nine and a half inches long, with a girth of six and a half inches.”

“Yes, Sir, please.”

“Do you remember the three words you need to use, Isabella,” Edward queried.

“Yes, Sir; green, yellow, and red,” Bella responded.

“And what color are you, Isabella?”

“Green, Sir.”

“Then get to it,” he growled.

Bella moved closer to get a better look at the perfect cock. It was long, hard, and thick. Just looking at it made her incredibly wet, and she clenched her pussy. She quickly removed her thong and kneeled before him. Taking hold of his cock, she licked from the base to the tip, where a small bead of cum had seeped out. Fuck, the taste of him was delicious and she couldn’t wait to get more. Starting slowly, she took the tip in her mouth, using both her tongue and teeth to tease.

“Fuck, baby, that feels so damn good,” Edward groaned, placing his hands on her head. 

Hearing his enjoyment pushed her to continue. Relaxing her jaw and throat, she bobbed her head, taking him deeper and deeper, until she had his cock fully engulfed in her mouth and down her throat. She gagged a few times, but she relaxed her throat muscles even more. When she got to a good rhythm, she began applying more suction.

“HOLY FUCK!” Edward yelled. He had had his cock sucked thousands of times, yet no one had made him fight this hard and quickly to prevent coming.

Bella smiled around his cock, proud that she could get the response that she had. As she continued to take him completely in her mouth, she massaged his balls, feeling the quiver. Knowing he was close, she picked up speed and suction. Knowing she would need some lubrication for the next part, she reached down and collected the wetness from her pussy. Moving her hand back up, she reached behind his balls and gently began circling the entrance of his ass. The moans of pleasure spilling from his lips urged her on to press her finger into his ass and massage his prostate.

Edward was about to lose it. “I am coming and you better not spill one drop I give you.”

Bella felt his cock stiffen then long strings of cum filled her mouth. She swallowed hungrily, not allowing one drop to leave her mouth. When he finally finished releasing, she released him from her mouth, but not before she sat back on her heels and placed a kiss on the tip. She looked up at him through her lashes. 

Edward was trying to recover from the most astounding blow job in his entire life. Taking several deep breaths, he opened his eyes to find Isabella looking up at him. The look on her face was like a pussycat who had drunk all the cream. “I think a little vixen needs to be tied up, so I may have my snack now. I would like to tie your legs to the bed. I will not use any toys except for a bullet vibrator. Does that sound like something you can handle at this time?”

Taking one last look around the room, she turned to look at Edward. “Yes. Yes, I would like to try.”

“Great. You remember your three safewords. Green if you want me to continue, yellow to slow down and red to stop all play. Do you understand your safewords?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir,” she answered.

“I want you to be vocal and keep your eyes on me,” he commanded. “Do you think you can obey those commands?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Let us begin.  Remember, I am aware of your past and understand that this may be difficult for you, so do not feel in any way that you cannot trust me. Now, over to the bed, lie on your back.”

Bella hesitated for just a moment and then gracefully walked over to the bed, climbed up on the red satin sheet, and laid down on her back. Closing her eyes, she began repeating the submissive prayer silently. It was something she had always done before she walked into a playroom. “Allow me the strength to answer questions I can’t fathom. Allow me the spirit to know His needs. Allow me the serenity to serve Him in peace. Allow me the love to show Him myself. Allow me the tenderness to comfort Him. Allow me the light to show us the way. Allow me the wisdom to be an asset to Him. Let me be able to show Him each day my love of service to Him. Let me open myself up to completely belong to Him. Let me accept my punishment with the grace of a woman. Let me learn to please Him, beyond myself. Grant me the power to give myself to Him completely. Give me the strength to please us both. Permit me to love myself, in loving Him. For it is my greatest wish, my highest power to make His life complete, as He makes mine.” She knew they were not in a contractual commitment, though the words put her in the mindset that she needed.

Edward had waited a few minutes before joining her at the bed. He had seen her hesitate for a second before making her way to the bed. Once she had laid down, then he kept his eyes on her face, looking for any distress. It was then he noticed her moving her mouth, yet not making a sound. Watching her lips, he could pick up on a few words, and then it hit him. She was saying the submissive’s prayer. It was something that some submissives utilized to enter into the proper mindset of giving over their control. 

When he saw her take a deep breath, he knew she was ready to begin. Stepping over to the Mahogany Bombé Chest, he opened one drawer and selected a bullet vibrator. Looking at the other toys in the drawer, his mind couldn’t help but imagine using all of them on her. Shutting the drawer, he took a moment to center himself. He knew that before he could win Isabella’s mind, body, spirit, soul, and love, he must first win her trust. He needed to show her kindness, warmth, and the discipline that she desires. He must always show her that his guidance and tutoring are knowledgeable and deserving of her attention, that he is the Dominant she can learn from and trust in his directions. Turning toward the bed, he couldn’t help smiling. She was a vision. Her alluring alabaster body glowed against his red satin sheets like a ray of moonlight. 

“Excellent, Isabella. What color are you?” Edward asked. He would be questioning her throughout the scene to ensure that he rebuilt the trust that was robbed from her. 

“Green, Sir,” she replied without hesitation. 

“Perfect,” he answered, placing the vibrator on the table next to the foot of the bed. “I want you to be as vocal as you want. Moan, groan, fucking scream out your pleasure,” he instructed. Picking up her leg, he gently pulled it toward the cuff and strapped it to her ankle. Doing so to the other leg, he stood back and took a lingering look at her, bound and spread open. Looking up, it elated him to see that her pussy was glistening with need. He never tired of looking at a hairless pussy shining with cum, knowing that he was the cause. Climbing up between her legs, Edward began placing open mouth kisses up her sensuous calf. Her unrestrained whimpers were spurring him on. Continuing up to her thigh, he shifted between kissing and nibbling, inching closer to her heated, wet mound. Glancing up at her face, he looked for any signs of distress. He didn’t see any, yet he needed to be sure. “What color are you, Isabella?”

“Green,” Bella assured, quivering from this touch.

Taking his hand, he smacked her pussy. “Green, what?” he demanded. Rules were rules and this one was a very basic one that was in every playroom scene. Until her neck was adorned with his collar and she was given the permission to call him Master, she was required to address him as Sir.

“Ahh,” she cried out from both the pleasure and pain. God, how she had missed this. Not just the sex, the control that a Dominant had over her, and the pleasurable pain that he could cause her. “Green, Sir.” 

“Much better. Please continue being vocal, but..” he started, then covered her slender body with his, so he could look down into her mesmerizing brown eyes. “You will not come until I give you permission.”

Her mouth fell open in surprise. It had been so long since she’d had an orgasm. It was another of her old rules as a submissive that she had kept. Orgasms were for her Master and he would grant her permission to have one. “Yes, Sir.”

Giving her a roguish smile, he began slowly moving down her body, deliberately brushing his chest against her turgid nipples, causing her to moan. Licking his lips, he continued rubbing his body down hers, ensuring his hard shaft skimmed over her delectable body, showing her just how much he wanted her. 

Returning to her hot, wet center, he picked up the vibrator and turned it on to the lowest settings. Rubbing slowly against her slick folds, her hips arching to get closer to the vibration. “I won’t tie your hands if you promise to keep them by your side.”

“I promise, Sir,” Bella mewled, as the vibrations pulsed through her body.

“Oh, my little pet enjoys having her kitty stroked, and look at this swollen clit. I believe it needs a little attention,” Edward declared. Turning the vibrator to its highest setting, he plunged it into her heat while he took her clit between his lips and suckled. Fuck, she tasted so good. He could feast every day for the rest of his life on her nectar.

Bella’s body was alive for the first time in over two years. The sensations of the vibrator and Edward’s mouth were pushing her orgasm closer to the top. She began reciting the state capitals in her mind. Yet the awareness of his touch was too strong. Shaking her head, she knew she was going to fail. 

“YELLOW!” Bella called out, tear prickling her eyes.

Edward pulled the vibrator out of her and released her clit. “What is wrong?” he asked, his voice full of concern.

“I was about to come and there was nothing I could do to stop it,” she advised, her voice quivering with sadness. Turning her head, she allowed the tears to flow.

Edward cupped her face and turned it back to him. The tears broke his heart and he swiped them away with his thumb. “Are you afraid of me?”

Her eyes grew large at his question. “No. I am afraid that I was going to let you down by coming.”

“My little pet, you will not let me down. I am so fucking proud that you used your safeword,” he praised. “Do you ever hold off your orgasm when you masturbate?”

“I don’t,” she whispered.

“You don’t resist coming?” Edward inquired.

“No, Sir, I don’t masturbate,” Bella divulged, a bright plum of embarrassment bloomed across her cheeks.


“My orgasms are not mine to take,” she answered.

“FUCK! So you haven’t had an orgasm since your last Master?” he asked, not expecting an answer. “Calm yourself, take deep cleansing breaths, and when you are ready, I will begin again.”

Bella closed her eyes and began centering herself once again. Taking in a deep breath, she held it for ten seconds before exhaling slowly. When she thought she was ready to begin again, she opened her eyes and looked into Edwards’s alluring green orbs. “I’m ready, Sir.”

Leaning down, he captured her mouth in a deep, domineering kiss while he pushed one finger in, pumping it in and out. Continuing with the kiss, he added a second and then a third finger, plunging deeper into her tight heat. Damn, if he didn’t know any better, he would have sworn she was a virgin. Pulling back from her succulent lips, he placed kisses down her jaw, down the valley of her creamy tits. Wetting one lush rosy nipple between his lips, he sucked hard.

“Please, may I come, Sir,” Bella cried, her orgasm building to where it was going to explode.

Humming against her nipple, he enjoyed hearing her beg. Pulling his fingers from her heat, he rubbed her enlarged clit.

“Please, Sir, I can’t hold it any longer.”

Before pulling from her nipple, he bit down hard while pinching her clit. “COME FOR ME, NOW!” he commanded.

The tidal wave of enormous power ripped through her body in wave after wave. “YES! YES! YES!” Bella screamed. 

Edward had seen hundreds of orgasms over the years, but seeing Bella’s skin turn in a pinkish hue as her back arched with the shattering ecstasy was beyond gorgeous. He wanted to see it repeatedly. Sliding off her, he took the cuffs off her ankles and positioned himself between her legs. He needed to be deep inside of her, NOW!

“ON YOUR KNEES, NOW!” he ordered.

Bella scurried onto her hands and knees, her heart racing with anticipation of having his massive cock filling her pussy. 

“Lean on your arms and raise that sexy ass of yours,” Edward instructed. He was pleased that she followed his every command without hesitation. When her ass was in position, he ran his hand over her plump, round globe. “What color are you now?”

“Green, so very green, Sir,” Bella moaned, as she wiggled her ass. Suddenly, there was a hard smack to her ass. 

“Stop moving, or I will stop,” Edward growled.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied, the intensity level rising to a breaking point. The cum from her excitement flowed down her legs. 

Edward took his massive hard cock in this hand and began rubbing it between her soaking wet folds. “Fuck, you are so wet.”

“Only for you, Sir,” Bella groaned, pushing her ass back, hoping to get his cock inside of her. But instead, she received another smack, this one harder than the one before.

“YOU WILL NOT TOP ME!” Edward barked.

“Sorry, Sir.”

Leaning over her back, he takes her nipples between his fingers and tugs, elongating the tips. Her cries of pleasure almost caused him to climax. Letting go of her nipples, he once again grasps his cock and pushes the bulging tip into the opening of tender, moist flesh. “Are you ready, pet?” he muttered through clenched teeth.

“Yes, Sir,” Bella said, swallowing back the excessive saliva.

Edward couldn’t wait any longer and he pounded into her in a fierce paroxysm. Holy fuck, she was so fucking tight as her warmth wrapped around his shaft. Giving her a few seconds to adjust to him and for him to calm himself. Hell, his own orgasm was so fucking close. Grabbing hold of her hips, he drove himself deeper into her pussy until his balls smacked against her ass. She took all of him, a feat that only a few women had done.

“Sir, please, I am so close,” Bella cried, as another orgasm neared.

Edward continued his deep, powerful thrust, he too was about to come. “Pinch your clit,” he ordered.

Bella reached back and pinched her clit, bringing herself to orgasm. “GOD, YESSS.”

Edward felt her orgasm clamp down on his cock, causing his orgasm, shooting long streams of cum deep into her womb. He had never had an experience this overpowering before and it left him weak. They collapsed onto the bed, both fighting for their breaths. Edward wrapped his hard muscular arms around her sweat-covered body and pulled her against his chest. “Are you okay?”

Bella sighed deeply, as tears streamed down her face. She had given control over to a man who had kept her trust. “I am soo good,” she stuttered in between sobs.

“Shh. I have you,” Edward soothed, running his hands up and down her back. He had figured she would experience subspace, since it had been so long since she had been in the playroom. He wouldn’t let go of her until her emotions calmed down.

She didn’t know how long they lay there in each other's arms, but she knew it had to be getting late, then she remembered Rose would be back soon. Breaking from his embrace, she sat up. “We have to get out of here. Emmett and Rose should be back by now. What would happen if they found us?” she asked, motioned between them.

Opening his arms. “Come back here,” he urged. “They are out to dinner with a college friend who is in town.”

Cuddling back into his strong arms, placing her head on his chest. “Thank goodness. I didn’t want to explain why we are naked together.”

“Does she know about you being a submissive?” Edward asked.

“She does. However, she doesn’t get the relationship between a Dominant and submissive. Does Emmett know you are a Dominant?” 

“Yeah. The nosey bastard walked in here one day when I was having a new pulley system installed. I tried to explain to him what it meant to be in this type of relationship, though he still didn’t get it. Hell, even today, he brought it up,” Edward grumbled. 

Then a thought hit Bella. “What is this?  I mean, what are we doing?”

Bringing his hand up to her face, he stroked it tenderly. “I am hoping for the beginning of something beautiful.”

“You want me to become your sub?” Bella asked in shock.

“Yes, but I also would like to try more,” he confessed, his heart slamming. 


Placing a soft kiss on her sweet lips. “I have never wanted more than a regular Dominant/submissive relationship until I opened that limo door today. You captured my heart with your first touch of my hand. Then you put your trust in me that I would keep you safe. I complied not because I am a Dominant, but because I want to be your Dominant. Do you think you would like to try both relationships with me?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered, placing her hands on his face and pulling him toward her. Their lips touched and the passion exploded. This new chapter in her life was simply about learning to Trust and Obey.