Outtakes from TMaHM: Memoirs of a Dom - Primrose Wine

I wrote this for the first FGB auction back in 2009. Kimberly was kind enough to bid on me and this was her winning piece. My prompt was her being one of Edward's previous subs. I hope you like what I came up with.

*smooches and squeezes*
Nan

Memoirs of a Dom

Primrose Wine

I didn’t often reflect on my life.

It wasn’t that I was ashamed of any of it. On the contrary, I wasn’t ashamed of any of my actions, in the least. I just never had the time to give it too much thought. Being with Bella made that different, though. Bella made everything different. She was such a natural at all of this; I didn’t have to spend as much time training her. Not only that, but she had already done so much research on her own.

I had never met anyone as prepared and analytical as she was. It nearly made me ashamed that I had never prepared myself in the same way. When I was initially getting into the lifestyle, I just jumped in with both feet. I was lucky to have found a patient Mistress in Trish, who had taken so much time and care with me. I owed my success as a Dom to her, too.

I thought being a submissive first would have better primed me for the life of a Dom. I was so wrong. Nothing could have readied me for the nearly crippling fear I felt the first time I was in control. Thankfully, Trish had been there to hold my hand and guide me through that experience as well.

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Chapter Ten - Raked Across the Coals

Raked Across the Coals

When I woke in the morning I was greeted by darkness. I could feel the mattress shifting, but I couldn’t see anything. When I tried to move my hands to my face to see what was covering my eyes, I couldn’t move them. Terror spiked through me, and I tried yanking at the restraints, both at my wrists and ankles.

Then I smelled him.

The bed shifted again and I felt him lean over me. “Good morning, my pet.”

I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. This wasn’t Edward’s voice. It was Master’s. I twisted and turned, trying to free my wrists and ankles to no avail. I wasn’t going anywhere. I ran through my memories, trying to figure out what would have caused this type of reaction, and I remembered last night.

My heart was flopping around in my chest, anxiety coursing through my veins. “Good morning, Master.” I knew the best course of action was to obey. But the only thought reverberating through my mind was ‘He knows!’

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Chapter Nine - Private Vows

Private Vows

I was awakened in the morning by my bed bouncing.  I reluctantly opened my eyes to find both Alice and Rose sitting on either side of me.  They were both bouncing with excitement and the need to ask questions.  I groaned and threw a pillow over my face.

“Do we have to do this now?” I muttered.

“Yes, now.  It’s tradition.  You can’t break tradition.”  Rose and her no-nonsense voice penetrated the comfort of the pillow over my head.  Then she yanked it away and got right in my face.  “So spill.”

If one was smart, they knew not to mess with Rosalie.  I was indeed smart.

“It was wonderful, okay?  I’ve never been so touched in my life.  It felt… I don’t know, exceptional?  I just know it felt right, for me.  Now can I go back to sleep?”  I tried to grab my pillow back, but she was much quicker.

“No, no, no, if you think you’re getting off that easy…” Rose started but Alice cut her off.

“Come on, Bells.  You’ve got to give us more than that.”  I should have expected Alice to jump in too.

I thought for a moment.  The entire experience was so intimate.  It was hard to pick just one moment.  “He told me I belonged to him.  I can’t even describe how that made me feel.  It was so… exhilarating.”

I thought about the other events and felt my face blush.  My friends noticed too.

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Chapter Eight - The Master

The Master

On Friday afternoon I received another call from Edward.  When I glanced at the caller ID on my phone, my heart skipped a beat when I saw his name.  What could he be calling me for today?  Was he canceling our session tomorrow?  Had he changed his mind about the party?

With a tentative finger, I accepted the call.

“Hello?”  I couldn’t keep the nerves out of my voice so I didn’t even bother trying.

“Isabella, its Edward, do you have a moment?”  His voice was intoxicating over the phone too.

“Of course, Sir.  Anything you want.”  He hummed in response.

“You may want to be careful what you say, my pet.  I might take you up on that.”  My cheeks reddened and I heard him chuckle.  I was glad that he couldn’t see me.

“What do I owe the pleasure of your call?”  I was starting to feel a little better about the call after our banter.

“I wanted to speak to you about tomorrow.  I apologize for the late notice on this, but I had to make sure everything was in place before I spoke to you.  I’ve made some arrangements for you at the party.”

“Yes, Sir?”

“I may not have properly explained to you the process for tomorrow.  I’ll go into more detail when you get here for your session, but I needed to speak with you about the party itself.”  I was a little confused, what did he need to tell me about the party?

“Um… okay.”

“I plan on making our agreement official, tomorrow.  I’ve sent you an email detailing a collaring ceremony, so you may want to look over the document so that you have something prepared.”

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