Chapter Seven - Do You Want to Play with Me?

Do You Want to Play with Me?

We were coming down to the wire. Edward had yet to tell me for sure whether or not I was going to be his new submissive and it was wreaking havoc on my nerves. My concentration was shot and I was losing focus of everything that was going on around me.

My mind played back to the last session we had. It was the first time I had been permitted to touch him, and while I hadn’t actually done anything really, other than giving him a blowjob, it was still one of the best sexual encounters I’d ever had.

I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I could still feel the way the padded horse felt beneath my naked flesh. When I closed my eyes, I could hear the sound of our breathing. The smell of our combined arousal lingered in my nostrils. But even more than all of that, I could still feel the sensations of having the flogger strike my bare bottom. Thinking about it was making me wet. In fact, I was wetter now than I had been on Tuesday. It was hard to imagine that it had only been two days.

I knew we were going to have another session tonight, which Edward had told me. He had not, however, told me what it was he wanted to talk to me about. All he would say was that he had a proposition for me. I was giddy with excitement. Maybe tonight was going to be the night. Maybe he was going to present me with a collar. Surely if he was going to proposition me that meant that he wanted me, right?

I was starting to worry though if I had jumped the gun. Tomorrow was Friday and it would mark my last day here at the library. Indefinitely. It was terrifying. My entire adult life I had jobs that were around books and now I would be thrusting myself into the unknown. Was I really prepared? The image of Edward flashing through my brain told me that yes, I was prepared. I would do anything for Edward. Whether he knew it or not, he owned me, mind, body, and soul.

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Chapter Six - I Much Prefer the Flogger

I Much Prefer the Flogger

I was nearly certain my eyes would cross. The harmless looking manila envelope Edward had given turned out to be one massive fucking headache. There were checklists, a contract, a list of the levels of submission, an information guide on safe words, and other various documents. While most of the information was extremely useful, it made me want to pull my fucking hair out and scream. I never realized how detailed I would have to be in order to gain entry to this world. It was insanity.

Most of the activities on the checklist I had heard of, but there were some that I had no clue what they were. Such as dilation. Not only did it sound extremely painful, but wasn’t that dangerous too? And the idea of being auctioned off for charity was slightly disturbing, but I had told Edward I would only sub for him, would he follow that? Google helped me a lot, but there are certain things that you can never unlearn. I’m hoping the list of items I searched for today don’t fall in that category. Like scat, and fisting, and pony torture.

The purpose of the checklist was twofold. One, it would give Edward an idea of the things I had already done. Two, it would tell him what I was interested in doing, willing to try, and what things I might have had a fetish about. As red-faced as it had made me, I tried to be as honest as possible throughout the whole questionnaire.

This was a complex process that they took very seriously. The contract was the real deal that stated specifically what was expected and what was not tolerable. It was to be signed by Edward, me, and a witness as well. I wasn’t sure where it would be kept, but I assumed from the triplicate copies, I would be getting one for my own records.

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Chapter Five - Tie Me Up or Down

The Mistress and Her Master

Tie Me Up or Down

I couldn’t sleep that night. Thoughts of Edward and our meeting tomorrow were racing through my mind. I still wasn’t exactly sure what to expect, but how could I? I was painfully new to this lifestyle. What did I wear? What would we talk about? Was he going to request a session with me?

Somewhere around 4 am, I groaned in frustration. Only six more hours before our meeting. Alice, Rose, and Leah had tried to pry details out of me the night before, but I was in too much of a daze to have an intelligent conversation.

Everyone had still been tense about the whole James situation, but Leah had assured us that Edward would handle it. He had more clout in the community than I had initially imagined. Almost everyone looked to him for advice and as an example. Any subs Edward had trained were almost as highly coveted as he was. The whole situation was making me entirely too nervous.

It seemed that if I agreed to be Edward’s sub, I would be watched and criticized by everyone. I wasn’t really sure how that made me feel. I was also unsure if that fact would sway my decision. I wasn’t too keen on being the center of attention.

Ultimately, I decided to at least go and talk to him before I thought too hard about it. I had to think of it from all angles at once. I also had a very strong desire to just see him, to be near him. I was sure that was going to influence my choice. That part couldn’t be helped though. He was just so stunning, so… virile. Everything about him drew you in, like he was the predator and I was the prey.

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Chapter Four - Munch, Munch, Munch

Munch, Munch, Munch



I pulled out the card again just to look at it, as I’d done so many times since I’d received it. It was nearly weightless, but at the same time it wasn’t. This small piece of paper had the ability to literally change my life. It was so profound that I nearly laughed aloud. Something so small and harmless was weighing down on me more heavily than anything else in my life ever had.

I couldn’t help but question myself. Was I cut out for this lifestyle? Would I make a good submissive? Would I have what it took to please a Master? What would I do if I failed? Surely, I couldn’t give up my newfound sexuality. That simply wasn’t an option, but would I be able to go back to living in the background and watching from the sidelines? No! I mentally snapped my knees straight and berated myself for all of the self doubt. Not only could I do this, but I would.

I continued my online research, read as many books as I could get my hands on, and continued my visits to The Forbidden Room. Leah was much friendlier with us now than she had been in the past. We’d gotten into quite a few discussions since the day she gave me the invite. She had learned more about my not so sordid past and I had learned that she was friends with many different people in the BDSM community. She said that at one point she had entertained becoming a submissive herself, but in the end she decided that she loved having as many partners as she wanted, when she wanted. Instead, she chose partners who were kinky enough to enjoy tying her up, or allowing themselves to be tied up when the mood struck.

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Chapter Three - The Quest for More

The Quest for More


I honestly didn’t know what to do with myself. I was waging an internal battle. I knew I was meant for this life, the life of a submissive, but what would I tell my friends? What would I tell my family? Surely none of them would understand, but how could they? Every one of them led a fulfilling sexual life, and I was on the outside watching with envy and anticipation. I knew my day would come, I just wasn’t expecting this.

My failed high school relationships had made me feel there was something wrong with me. Or, my first, Mike Newton, had just been too inexperienced to please me. There had been two more guys in the first years of college, neither of them worth mentioning because they too failed to please me. How was it that a little weasel of a man had brought me to such pleasurable heights?

Deep down, I knew that even if I had subjected myself to Eric and his kinky ways, there were plenty of unsuspecting girls that would fall to his mercy. It wasn’t right. Not everyone would enjoy being dominated in the same ways I had been. Perhaps one day karma would serve Eric his justice.

Once I got home from Eric’s place, I booted up my laptop and began to search for more information. I had a burning desire to know, to feel, and to have. I was hell bent on not letting that be my only orgasm. How could I give that up when I had finally found what I was looking for? I knew there was no way I would ever have a long-term relationship with Eric. There had been an unspoken agreement that it was a one-time only occurrence, so now I had to find someone new.

I brought up a Google browser and typed in ‘Domination and submission.’ The internet was a plethora of information, some useful and some a little too hardcore for my tastes. But my palette had been wetted. I was at the point of no return. My ringing phone broke my concentration and I answered without looking at the Caller ID.

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Chapter Two - In the Beginning

In the Beginning



7 years earlier…

The ringing was loud, and extremely annoying. My arm snaked out from the warm cocoon of my comforter to slap at my alarm clock. The crashing noise alerted me that I had successfully smacked the clock, but unfortunately the ringing continued. My arm groped around on the floor, looking for the blasted alarm before I finally found it. Opening my bleary eyes, I looked at the glowing display, only to notice it was 7:00 in the morning.

The ringing had stopped, only to start up once again a moment later. Realization dawned on me, not the clock but my phone. At 7:00 in the morning. Someone better be dead. It was no secret that I wasn’t a before the sun riser. There was only one person in the world I could think of that would be calling me at such an ungodly hour, Alice.

My mood was sour when I reached for my phone. This had better be good. “What?” I snapped into the phone. She should know better than to call me this early.

“Oh my God, Bella! I’m so glad you picked up. I have the best news!” Her high voice pierced my ears and I momentarily thought about throwing the phone.

“Alice,” I whined. “What could be so important that you’re calling me before the sun comes up?”

“I never went to bed last night. But that’s not important. I have to tell you!” She was going a mile a minute and it was hard to keep up with a foggy brain.

“Spit it out already. I want to go back to sleep.”

“I spent the night with Jasper last night.” That was worth calling me at 7:00 in the freaking morning?

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Chapter One - The Mistress

The Mistress and Her Master

When I first braved my way into this world, I was naïve. I thought carnal pleasures were only achieved in a limited number of fashions. How very wrong I was. I was not new to sex. Nor was I new to experimentation. Or so I thought. Never before was I able to understand why I couldn’t achieve orgasm. Nothing felt quite right.

Until I met Eric. Most of the girls we knew called Eric kinky. They all told me to stay away, but I was oddly drawn to him. Eric was the catalyst for the way I am now. I never did thank him properly. Other than a good hard fucking, that is. And that was exactly what I needed. Good. Hard. Fucking.

Eric was a dabbler at best. He had no clue what pleasures could truly be unlocked with just the turn of a key but he had sparked my curiosity. After he had tied me up, spanked me, and fucked me proper, my eyes had opened to a whole new realm of possibilities. Pain mixed with pleasure intensified everything. I began to understand that phrase, ‘Hurts so good.’

With this new information, I started a new goal for myself. I had read everything I could get my hands on. I scoured the internet, haunted the libraries, and plagued the adult stores in the next town over. I had done everything I could to become a submissive. And that’s how I met Edward.

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The Mistress and Her Master

Okay, so I originally wrote this story as an entry into the D/s Birthday Contest on Fan Fiction in March of 2009. I placed second and had an overwhelming response from the readers. They wanted more. So I have decided to continue this story. It will now cover the time before Bella met Edward and we'll learn how Bella made the decision to become a submissive and the journey she takes with her Master.

What dangers might they face along the way? What will draw these two apart? And will fate allow these two to remain the same? There is a thread for this story over on Twilighted. It was created by the most wonderful beta there is in the world. Jen keeps on my for this story as well as No Matter What. She threatens me and she spanks me when needed. Who could refuse motivation like that?

Join us on a journey through pleasure... the dark and forbidden kind.