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.”
My nerves were getting the better of me again. He was going to collar me at the party? I was giddy with anticipation.
“Of course. Is there anything else?” My voice was calm even if I wasn’t.
“No, my Bella. Everything else has been taken care of. Meet me here at my house tomorrow, 5:00.”
“Yes, Sir.” I swallowed hard. I would be ready for this.
“Then I will see you tomorrow, little one. Have a restful evening.” With that, he disconnected. I stood there for a moment, staring at my phone before I made a mad dash for my computer.
The details of the ceremony he sent me were beautiful. I could see everything playing out in my head and I wanted it, badly. So I did some research and came up with some words of my own. This was going to be memorable.
I arrived at Edward’s house at 5:00 on Saturday, just as requested. The gang had plans for tomorrow to move me out of my apartment and into Edward’s home, but for now I still came at appointed times.
He answered the door with that heart-stopping grin, just as he always did. It never failed to make my pulse race and my knees shaky. He knew how my body reacted to him. He’d been learning just that for the past three weeks.
He stepped to the side and let me pass. I breathed in the sharp masculine scent that was all Edward. His soap smelled fresh and his hair was slightly damp. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, but I restrained myself. I was no longer in any position to take such liberties on my own.
After a few moments of watching me, he smirked and gestured toward his office. I silently made my way in, knowing I hadn’t been given leave to speak yet. I stood in front of his desk, waiting for instruction. I stared at the blotter on his desk, avoiding any eye contact until I was addressed.
He sat in his desk chair and I could feel his eyes roaming over me. He rocked back and forth in his chair for a moment before leaning forward.
“You look lovely, Isabella.” I started at his voice and my pulse jack-hammered again. “Please, have a seat.” He gestured to the chair across from him and I carefully sat down.
“Do you have any ideas as to what’s going to take place tonight?” He watched me intently while I stared at the same spot on his desk. “Loot at me, Isabella,” I raised my eyes to meet his. “You may answer.”
“No, Sir. I don’t know what’s going to happen tonight.” I wanted to be honest with him.
“Are you afraid?” His eyes were burning into mine. I felt like they were piercing my soul.
“Not with you, I’m not,” I whispered. I couldn’t make my voice any louder.
Something flashed in his eyes and he stood and came around the desk. He sat in the chair next to mine and turned to me, taking my hands in his.
“You have nothing to be afraid of, my pet. You will be by my side the entire evening and no one will approach you without my consent. Do you understand?”
I concentrated on the feeling of his thumb rubbing calming circles on the back of my hand. The tingling sensation that shot up my arm kept me focused and alert. I looked him in his eye and answered, “Yes, Sir.”
“We’ll talk more about what’s expected of you upstairs. Have you had dinner yet?” He was still rubbing circles on the back of my hand. Only now the tingling was turning into a warming sensation and I was having trouble focusing on what he was saying. The sudden change in subject wasn’t helping either.
“I’m sorry, what?” I shook my head, trying to clear some of the fuzz away. I had to stay focused.
He chuckled at me and pulled me to a standing position beside him. He leaned down and brushed his lips over my forehead. “I asked if you’d had dinner yet.”
“Um, no. I didn’t. I was too nervous.” I blushed, embarrassed by my answer.
He stroked a finger down my cheek before taking my hand and leading me toward the kitchen. “Then let’s get you something to eat.”
Dinner was relaxing, which surprised me considering the new territory I was going to be in tonight. Tonight would mark the first night Edward and I would go into public as sub and Master. I knew better than to call him that though, not until I had been given permission.
I wasn’t so sure about the wine Edward offered though. I wanted to be level-headed and was afraid that the wine would affect me because of my nerves. Edward insisted that it was all in my head and convinced me that one glass would actually help relax me. After the first few sips I was grateful. The wine did indeed take the edge off my nerves but did not have any bearing on my state of mind. I was still sharp.
After our veal dinner, Edward led me upstairs to the playroom. He said he wanted to have me a little more prepared and in the right mind frame. Upon entering the room, I was instructed to strip. Edward walked around me as I removed my clothing, all the while watching me.
“This is going to be a ‘check your clothes at the door’ party. Does that bother you?”
I felt myself blush all over before I could bring myself to answer. “I’m not ashamed.”
His eyes darkened and in a flash he was right in front of me. He stared deep into my eyes before he inhaled through his nostrils. “While I am very glad to hear that, Isabella, I did not give you permission to speak.”
I immediately realized my mistake and cast my gaze to the floor. His finger was under my chin, urging my eyes upward instantly. “You will look at me while I reprimand you unless I tell you otherwise. Is that clear?”
When I made no move to answer he nodded firmly. “You may speak.”
“Yes, Sir.” Then I added quickly, “I’m sorry.”
His eyes softened slightly before he stroked my cheek. “I don’t want your apologies, my pet. I want your obedience.” A shiver went down my spine at his words. It felt delicious.
“Yes, Sir,” I said again.
“Go stand over by the St Andrew’s Cross.” I gulped but immediately complied. I had already made one mistake tonight, I wasn’t about to make another.
When Edward approached me, I noticed he had cuffs dangling from his fingers. In his other hand he was holding ankle restraints. He gestured for me to move closer and I did directly.
“In order to ensure you do not make that mistake again, I am going to punish you.” He ran his hands down my arms and let them rest on my wrists. When he was sure I was calm enough, he brought my right arm up and secured the cuff first to my wrist, then to the cross.
He placed the other wrist so that I was facing the wall and secured that one too. Then he knelt on the floor and secured both feet as well. He gave a few quick tugs to make sure it would hold before standing back up, behind me.
He leaned forward so that his mouth was by my ear before he spoke. “In the future, when we are in this room or in the office, you will not speak unless you have been told you may. When we go to an event, such as tonight, you will remain in a submissive role throughout the evening, unless otherwise instructed. Do I make myself clear so far?”
I shivered again at his proximity and what was about to come, but I didn’t speak. I felt his hand thread through my hair before he firmly pulled my head back so I was looking into his eyes. “I asked you a question. Answer me.” He never raised his voice. Instead, he was frighteningly calm.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Tonight you will stay by my side. If I am standing, you will stand beside me. If I am sitting, you will kneel next to me. Is that clear?” Another firm tug on my hair made it clear I was to answer.
“Yes, Sir.”
“You will speak to no one but me, unless I instruct you to answer. You are to watch, everything around you. Learn from the other submissives. Watch how they behave, the way they move, the way they react. Understand?”
This time, there was no need to coax and answer from me. I moaned softly before whispering, “Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now that we’ve covered that, there’s still the matter of your punishment. I think five strokes on each side should suffice. Count them off.”
Then with no other warning, I felt a paddle strike my left buttock. I yelped in surprise before composing myself enough to speak. “One.”
The second stroke was harder than the first, but not painful. “Two.”
The third one came sailing through the air, hitting slightly above where the other two strokes had. I felt the burn of my heated flesh immediately and had to clamp my mouth shut to conceal the moan. “Three,” I said through slightly clenched teeth.
I felt the air shift before the fourth stroke hit the lower part of my buttock. Right above where my leg connected to my body. It was so close to my overheated center that I nearly screamed. I could feel the sweat springing from my pores, causing my skin to glisten. “Four,” I whimpered.
By the fifth stroke, I could feel my arousal building. I was so extremely responsive to anything Edward did to me. It didn’t take much before I was aroused beyond belief and desperate for release. It was quite a shocking difference from what I was used to. “Five,” I moaned out.
I felt his hand come forward and caress my buttock before he shifted to the side and crooned, “Begin again.”
I knew what to expect this time. When the first one landed, I didn’t flinch, but even knowing what was coming didn’t stop the building desire. I counted them off on the right side, just as I had with the left. When I got to three, I could hear that Edward’s breathing had picked up as well. I didn’t know if it was from exertion to maintain control or from desire.
When he paddled me for the last time, he set the paddle aside and retrieved a bottle of lotion. It was the same aloe lotion he had used the first time he had flogged me. He applied some to his hand and gently rubbed it into my pink cheeks. As he massaged each side, he leaned forward and kissed the back of my shoulder. Then he was at my ear again. “I like feeling the warmth on your skin, the shade of pink your skin turns.”
I felt my face flush at his words. He chuckled before releasing me from the cross. He rubbed my arms down and massaged my wrists before leading me over to a mat in the center of the room.
“As I explained to you on Thursday, we will be having a mini session before we go to the party. I am going to test your control tonight, Isabella, please do not disappoint me.” My heart started racing at his words. Tonight would be a true test of my fortitude as a submissive. I wanted to make Edward proud of his choice.
I stood there silently, waiting for instruction. He walked over to a table and removed a small box. When he came toward me again, his eyes were locked on mine. He stood before me and searched my eyes. “Kneel, Isabella.”
I dropped to my knees immediately and stared at the floor in front of me. I put my hands behind my neck and spread my knees out to shoulder width. I waited for him to speak again.
His hand came forward and ran through my hair, stroking my scalp. “I promised you that no one would speak to you tonight while you are with me. To ensure that, you will be collared during the party. You are still to address me as sir for the evening, until the ceremony is complete. Am I clear? You may answer.” His hand was back under my chin, holding my face in place.
I looked deep into his eyes and nodded my head. “Yes, Sir.”
Then he brought the other hand to my face and held my face gently in his hands. The collar was dangling from his right hand while his left thumb traced my cheekbone. “Will you wear my collar tonight, Isabella? Will you show everyone that you want to belong to me?”
My tongue felt thick and I was afraid I might cry. I blinked back the tears and nodded again. “Yes, Sir. I’d be honored.”
His lips twitched on one side before he smirked at me. “Thank you.” Then he leaned down and brushed his lips over my brow. I looked up and gave him a watery smile.
He drew me to my feet and looked into my eyes once more. “Now, I would like for you to lie down, in the middle of the mat. Hold your arms over your head and spread your feet out.”
I moved to the center of the mat and positioned myself just as Edward had instructed. He moved to my head and placed a spreader bar between my wrists. With some rope, he expertly bound my wrists to the bar. It was secure enough that I couldn’t move my wrist about and wouldn’t come unattached. Then he moved to my feet and did the same with my ankles.
When he was done, I was bound on the floor in an X. He moved around the room and maneuvered a suspended frame over to where I was. There were ropes hanging down from the frame that had hooks on the end of each one. He attached the hooked ropes to the end of each spreader bar and knelt down beside my head. He stroked my cheek before asking me, “Do you trust me, Isabella?”
I looked into his eyes before answering, “Yes, Sir.”
“If it gets to be too much, you will say ‘truck.’ Okay?”
I nodded my head and let out a shaky breath. “Okay,” I repeated. I had a feeling he was reminding me of my safe word every time we had a session for my comfort. I assumed it was part of the training process. Continual reminders would eventually etch the information permanently into my brain.
He nodded once before moving over to a lever on the wall. With the flip of a few switches, the ropes began to coil and I could feel myself being lifted off the ground. There was a slight burn at my wrists and ankles where the ropes dug in to lift my body off the ground, but it wasn’t enough to hurt.
When I was high enough that my head and body were at waist level, he flipped the switch again and brought me to a halt. My arms and legs were above me and I was dangling nearly four feet off the ground from my wrists and ankles. I felt more exposed than I ever had in my life.
I was suddenly afraid that I might fall. I jerked at the restraints uselessly as my heart rate increased and my breathing became more labored. I could feel a panic attack beginning but I wasn’t sure how to stop it.
Edward was by my head in an instant. He was stroking my face and crooning in my ear. “Shh, my Bella. Everything is okay. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
I could feel myself calming, but I glanced down and gasped at the height again. Edward turned my head so that I was looking in his eyes again. In my panic, I spoke without thinking. “I’m going to fall. Please don’t let me fall.”
He continued to stroke my face while he calmed me. When my breathing was normal again, he leaned down. “I want to try one more thing before we stop. If this doesn’t work, you say your safe word and we’re done. Okay?”
I nodded in agreement, not sure if I could find my voice or not. Edward pulled a black silk scarf out of his pocket. He secured it around my head so that I couldn’t see anything but black. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “If you can’t see the floor, you won’t be afraid of falling.”
I believed him. My fear was gone. I could tell I was suspended, but the feeling of weightlessness was now euphoric instead of unsettling. I began to enjoy the sensation of floating.
I sensed Edward’s nearness. “Is that better, my pet?” I hummed in agreement and heard him chuckle. “Now, you are not permitted to come, Isabella. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head and answered, “Yes, Sir.”
“If you behave tonight at the party,” his voice dropped to a husky whisper, “there will be a reward when we come home.”
I wondered if I would be able to hold out for the whole evening. I knew I’d do anything he asked me to though.
I heard him rustling around and imagined he was removing his clothes. I imagined Edward naked and felt my arousal building again. I loved the sight of Edward nude. He was breathtakingly beautiful naked.
I felt him grab my thighs and pull me towards him. “We’re going to see just how much you can handle, Isabella.” With that, he dipped the head of his cock inside of me and I gasped at the feeling.
He pulled out quickly and spun me around so that the tip of his cock was pressed against my lips. I opened without hesitation and took him in as far as I could. He grunted and hissed in pleasure. “That’s right, Isabella. Take it all.”
He thrust in and out of my mouth a few times before he pulled out and spun me back around so he was lined up with my entrance. He pushed his way inside me at an achingly slow pace. When he was in to the hilt, he pulled out completely and dipped the tip in four times in quick succession before pulling out and spinning me around again.
I opened my mouth again and could taste myself on him. I moaned at the tangy flavor. I lost track of space and time while Edward spun me around and around, entering me from one way and then the other just as quickly.
My chest was heaving and I was trembling with the effort to restrain myself. Then I had Edward’s cock in my mouth again and I could feel him starting to twitch. I hollowed out my cheeks and took him as deeply as possible. I flattened out my tongue and stroked his cock from base to tip, nibbling lightly on the head. When I sucked him back in, down my throat, I heard him growl low in his chest before I felt his release shoot down my throat.
He stood still for a moment while his body shook with pleasure. When he was done, he lowered me gently to the floor and quickly untied me from the spreader bars. He put ointment on my wrists and ankles where they had chafed against the ropes. He picked me up and carried me over to the table we had used Thursday night. He laid me on top and massaged me, much the same way he had that night.
I started drifting off while Edward soothed my sore muscles. I loved the level of aftercare that Master Edward provided for me. He was so patient and attentive. No spot was left aching.
He leaned down and brushed his lips over my brow. I imagined what it would be like when he gave me my very own everyday collar. I had to stop though because I didn’t want to get too far ahead of myself.
“It’s time to get up, Isabella.” His voice was so lovely, I wanted to keep my eyes closed and bask in it. I felt the smile creep over my lips. His lips brushed mine softly. “Get up, Sleeping Bella.”
I groaned in response but opened my eyes. His vivid green ones were staring into mine. His eyes were lit with humor and I was suddenly nervous. “What…” my voice was a little croaky from my brief nap. I cleared my throat and tried again, “What are you smiling at?”
“You talk, in your sleep. It’s cute.”
I squeaked in embarrassment and threw my arms over my face. “Oh God! What did I say?”
He laughed at my obvious discomfort and pulled me into a sitting position. “Nothing too shocking. Now up you go, we need to leave in a bit.” He hauled me off the table and placed me on my feet.
“Um… what should I wear?”
His smile made my knees shaky. “Alice
Appreciative tears welled up in my eyes. Over and over they had proven to me how fantastic they were, but this was almost too much. In a good way, of course. Before I could say another word, Edward led me to my room.
There, on the bed, was a gorgeous ice blue satin dress. It was strapless with an empire waistline. The skirt was a-line and would fall down just past my knees. On the floor by the bed was a pair of matching ballet flats. I reverently ran my hand over the smooth fabric.
“Why don’t you go in and take a shower while I get some other things together.” He placed his hand on the small of my back and led my naked form into the expansive bathroom.
When I saw the shower, wicked fantasies hit me once again and I imagined Edward pressing me up against the glass while he took me under the hot spray. My body blushed and he looked at me curiously.
“It’s nothing,” I answered. “I’ll just… get ready.”
“As you wish, Isabella. If you need anything, let me know.” Then he turned and left the room. I heard the bedroom door close quietly and let out the breath I had been holding. I lowered myself onto a padded bench and tried to calm my breathing. I would have to work extra hard to control my body’s responses to him.
I turned on all of the jets and stepped into the shower and let the heat envelop me. I knew we had somewhere to be, but a small part of me wanted to stay in here and fantasize all night. I knew that couldn’t happen, so I made quick work of washing my hair and body and stepped out, wrapping a huge thirsty towel around me.
When I stepped back into my bedroom, I was stunned to see my two best friends sitting on my bed waiting for me. I stopped dead in my tracks and just looked at them. They were both leaning back against the headboard with huge grins plastered on their faces.
“What…” I was slightly overwhelmed. “What are you doing here?”
They both squealed and launched themselves off the bed at me.
“Oh my God, Bella, look at this room!” Alice
Rose just stood in the middle of the room spinning around to take in everything. She let out a low whistle. “Wow. You really got fucking lucky didn’t you?”
I just beamed at my friends. This was the first time they’d been to Edward’s house and I let them take it all in before I spoke again.
“What are you doing here?” I asked again.
His sweetness and thoughtfulness would never cease to amaze me. Never before in my life had anyone, other than the two girls standing in front of me, cared so much about my comfort and well-being.
“Well,” I cleared my throat that was now thick with emotion, “that was certainly very thoughtful of him.” Then, since I couldn’t contain myself anymore I let out a squeal of my own and grabbed both of my friends to me. “I am so happy that you’re both here.”
While they primped me, I learned that Edward had invited them over to help me get ready earlier in the week. He lived closer to me than my friends did, so he offered for all of them to spend the night at his place so we could get an early start on moving me the next day.
While I had been sleeping and showering, he had given them the grand tour and showed them where they would be sleeping for the night. Emmett and Jasper were currently down in the ‘game room’ playing some video games. They had already planned on having a pool tournament later.
I was once again struck at how seamlessly the six of us seemed to fit together. Despite Edward’s, and now mine as well, alternate lifestyle they were still able to treat us like normal people. We all got along, like we were meant to be together as a group. We were all tiny pieces of one cohesive whole.
Before I knew it, I was ready to go. My hair was up in a simple twist with a few tendrils left down to frame my face. My make-up was subtle so I had a natural look. There was a light dusting of powder over my face with a bit of eye make-up to enhance my eyes, and there was a coat of light gloss on my lips.
The dress clung to my breasts and fell down from there, landing just past my knees as I had suspected. The shoes were comfortable and I was sincerely grateful that they had chosen flats for me to wear. I was a little anxious about the fact that I wasn’t wearing any undergarments, but I figured in the grand scheme of things I should probably get used to it.
We made our way downstairs and were greeted by the guys. They were sitting in the parlor having a drink. When they saw us in the doorway, they all got up and made their way over to us. Edward stood in front of me in the foyer and brushed his finger down the side of my face.
“You look stunning.” With his eyes staring deep into mine it was easy to forget about everything else around us. Someone cleared their throat behind us and I turned in time to see Rose glaring at Emmett.
I hugged her back and murmured my agreement. Then Rose pulled me into her arms and echoed Alice
When all goodbyes were said, Edward and I made our way out to his car. It was the first time I’d ridden in his car. Every other time I’d either come to meet him here at his house or he met us wherever we were. The sleek silver Volvo was sexier than it should have been. I was sure that part of that was due to the driver.
The drive was quiet and comfortable. There was no need to fill the silence with useless chatter. We were able to just enjoy the other’s company. When we arrived to our destination, I was surprised to find we were in front of a fortress. At least that’s what it looked like. Edward came around to help me out of the car and led me to the front door with his hand on the small of my back.
When we walked in, Edward spoke quietly with the gentleman at the door before we were ushered into a small antechamber. He guided me to a small sofa and sat down next to me. Then he turned to me and smiled.
“They’re getting the finishing touches ready for us. Are you ready to make your grand debut into my world, Isabella?”
I kept my gaze trained on the floor, mindful of my previous transgression. I waited for permission to speak. His finger lifted my chin so he was looking into my eyes once more. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “You may speak, little one.”
I swallowed hard and held his gaze. “Yes, Sir. I am ready.”
His green eyes twinkled and his lip twitched. “Do you have any questions?”
I remembered the look of the building and remembered my curiosity as to where we were. “Just one,” I met his eye and when he nodded for me to continue I went on. “What is this place?”
“This is the dungeon that’s run by the Chicago Femme Domme League. Tanya, the head of the group, will be our witness tonight.”
A knock at the door interrupted our conversation and informed us it was time. We made our way to the door and were led to a large open room on the other side of the building. There were people milling around, conversing with each other. When we entered the room, all conversation stopped and everyone’s attention was on us.
Edward led me to the front of the room where a small table had been set up. On the table were my collar, a lock, and a key. Off to the side were our contract and a feathered quill. There were no adornments in the stone room, no frills and nothing over the top. It was perfect. I took the lock in one hand and the key in the other.
Edward stood facing the crowd of people and I lowered myself to my knees. I looked at the floor and tried not to think about all of the people in the room. People I didn’t know. People that were all looking at me. Edward’s voice calmed me as soon as he spoke.
“We are here tonight to celebrate the union between Myself and Isabella. I have asked Isabella to wear My collar and she has agreed. The lifestyle we have chosen is not a common one, but it is still one filled with deep feeling and joy. There are many symbols that we use to remind us of the union between us.
“Isabella’s supplication to Me is one of those symbols. That she is kneeling here at My feet shows her willingness to submit to Me, and only Me. The collar is another one of those symbols. It shows the depth of commitment she has shown to Me. It reminds her of her duties and responsibilities to Me, her Master.
“It is My responsibility as her Dom to train her and protect her. It is her duty to serve My wishes and desires. It is the duty of both of us to remain open, honest, and loving with one another.” He stopped and turned to me. “Isabella, stand.”
I rose to my feet immediately but kept my eyes trained on the floor. I waited for what would happen next and was dangerously close to crying. Edward’s words had moved me in a way that nothing ever had before. They had touched something deep within my soul that resonated through my whole being. I felt like I was glowing.
“Look at me, Isabella.” I raised my eyes and looked into his. “Do you have anything to say?” When I kept my silence his lip twitched again. “You may speak.”
I held out the lock and placed it in Edward’s hand. “i offer this lock as a symbol of my desire to belong to You. It is my desire for You to lead me on this journey through life and i will follow You wherever You choose to take me.”
Edward continued to hold my gaze while he held up the collar. It was a simple black collar with a D ring on the back. I wondered what was etched into it. “I accept you, Isabella, and the offering of yourself. In turn, I offer you this collar as a symbol of My promise to guide you and lead you safely in My footsteps. I will do all within My power to protect you as you join Me on My journey.”
I gave Edward the key next. “i offer this key as a symbol of my trust and obedience to You. i stand here before You as a sign of my submission and acceptance of the symbol of Your ownership. i will wear it proudly for all to see.”
Edward motioned for me to kneel before him again. He walked behind me and fastened the collar around my neck. When I heard the lock snap he came around and stood before me. His hand came down and guided my face so I was looking at him again.
“You now belong to Me.”
I held his gaze and replied, “i now belong to You,” then I added the word I had been longing to say since I met him, “Master.”
I could hear the cheers around us as everyone celebrated our union, but my focus was on him, my Master. My heart swelled and threatened to burst at the joy I was feeling. He pulled me to my feet and led me back over to the table where we signed the contract. The redhead I had seen him speaking to at the munch was standing off to the side. She smiled at the both of us before coming over to sign as our witness. Then she handed the paperwork to someone else with the instruction to have them copied in triplicate.
It was complete. I was now the property of Master Edward.
I was led back to the antechamber where I would be able to remove my clothing. When I was nude and my dress and shoes had been packed away, I ran my fingers over the leather of my collar. My collar.
It was soft and supple and made me feel complete. I felt Master Edward come up behind me and he stroked the collar as well. Then he leaned down and placed a small kiss at the enclosure.
“My collar looks good on you.” His voice was husky and I was immediately aroused. I remembered my instruction from the playroom and wondered if I would be able to restrain myself. Everything was so overwhelming and my desire was dangerously high.
He led me back out and people were now wandering around, entertaining themselves. The other subs, that I could see, had all removed their clothing as well. Some were being led around by leashes, some had masks and gags in place, but all of them were wearing some kind of collar.
I followed closely behind Edward as he made his way through the guests. Most of them stopped to congratulate him or both of us. I didn’t look at or speak to anyone. Edward continued into some kind of parlor and made his way to a sitting area. There were several arm chairs around.
When he sat down, I knelt on the floor beside him. He leaned over toward me and whispered in my ear, “Remember to watch, my pet. Watch, and learn.”
I peered around and took in everything that was around me. Some of the other submissives were doing as I was, sitting next to their Dom or Domme, waiting for a command. Others were pleasuring their owners. It was slightly amazing to me that most of them were having a regular conversation while their sub’s face was in their lap. Or kissing their feet.
One sub was busy suckling on his Mistress’s nipples while one of his hands was busy caressing her clothed sex. Her face was faintly flushed, but she continued to talk business with the man sitting next to her.
I noticed subs wearing diapers, some with clamps, and some who were chained. There was a table off to the side where a girl was being tied up with intricate knots. Her hands were bound while they were clasped and the rope wound down her arm to nearly her elbow. Her legs were bound from her knees down. The rope crisscrossed its way all over her body in an elaborate web. It was amazing and stunning and beautiful in a way.
When we had been there for around an hour, Edward stood and I immediately stood to follow him. He led me over to a corner from where I could observe the whole room. He motioned for me to stand near the corner and face the room. As I did so, he moved behind me.
I watched the room and felt Edward lean down to speak directly into my ear. “Are you enjoying yourself, little one? You may speak freely when I ask you a question for the remainder of the night.”
I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to be so on guard for the rest of the night. “Yes, Master.” I loved being able to call him that.
He chuckled and I felt his finger brush the hair away from my ear. “I was hoping you would.”
I continued to observe. Some of the acts that were being performed were a little too much for my liking, but I could still feel the draw of this lifestyle.
“Do you see the boy over there in the diaper?” He gestured to the submissive that I had noticed earlier. I nodded in agreement. “That’s infantilism. His Mistress enjoys him acting like a baby. Fortunately for you, I don’t have that particular fetish. Nor do I use one of those.” He pointed over toward another area where there was a large box.
The box was tall and narrow, but big enough for a person to stand in. There were holes all around the front and sides of the box. Holes big enough for a hand to fit through comfortably. As I watched, several Owners were reaching in and touching the submissive inside.
I squirmed, wanting to ask what it was but not knowing if I was allowed. I had been told that I could answer direct questions, but was not told that I could ask them. I decided to take a small risk. “Master, may I ask a question, please?”
Edward grinned at me and raised a brow. He seemed pleased that I had asked permission to ask the question. I let out a small breath of relief. “Of course, love. Since you asked so nicely.”
“What is that?”
His eyes clouded a bit before he answered. “That is a grope box. As you can see, the person inside can be, and often is, groped from many different sides at once. They are helpless to stop it and most times can’t even see whoever is doing the groping.”
My eyes widened in shock. I sincerely hoped that Edward would never change his mind and put me in one of those.
He then gestured over to the girl being bound on the table. “That is a form of shibari. It’s a Japanese form of rope bondage. You can tell because of the method of restraint and the intricacy of the knots and the patterns being created.” As he spoke, he began to run his hands over my body.
“Do you see how her breasts and genitals are being compressed by the rope? That is done for stimulation. There is also very large amount of attention paid to the aesthetics of both the person being bound and the binding itself since shibari is considered an art form.” His fingers of one hand were probing my now wet folds while the other hand was rolling my nipple between his fingers. I bit the inside of my cheek and tried not to pay attention to the feeling of his hands on me.
“The black-haired submissive attached to the leash over there has clover clamps on her nipples. They are designed with a lever mechanism so that anytime you pull the chain it increases pressure on the clamp.” As he said this, he pinched the nipple he had been rolling in his fingers.
I was afraid if I bit my cheek any harder I would draw blood. I switched to the other side anyway to keep from crying out.
He gestured to another area of the room where a male sub was kneeled on a machine that was slowly thrusting into him with a dildo. “That’s a fucking machine. It’s designed to simulate the act of sex. Often times it’s used to help with a submissive’s control and restraint. The Dom would then be free to use other instruments and toys on the submissive at the same time. Perhaps we’ll try that sometime.” He pinched my clit roughly and I dug my fingernails into the palm of my hand.
My breathing had become extremely shallow and I could feel my eyes crossing. I was shaking and tiny beads of sweat littered my body. I was tingling from head to toe and could hear my heart pounding in my ears. Part of the arousal was the idea that anyone could be watching us at the moment. The other part of it was the forbiddance of my release. It made me want it that much more.
Edward moaned slightly in my ear. “You are so incredibly responsive and obedient to me. I can’t even begin to describe how much that pleases me.” But I could feel it. I could feel the hardness of his length pressed into my bare back. It only made it that much harder to keep myself under control.
“I need to feel you come, Isabella.” One hand was pinching and flicking at my clit while the other was still rolling my nipple around and pinching it. Suddenly, he thrust two of his long fingers deep inside of me. “Come for me now, love,” he growled into my ear before he bit my neck.
I didn’t need to be told twice. The onslaught of sensations and pleasure sent me tumbling over the brink. As I clamped down and began to ride out my orgasm, he removed his hands and spun me around to swallow my scream. His mouth covered mine thoroughly while he held me close to him and pulled my naked form firmly against him.
When I was done, he pulled me away and kissed my forehead. “You deserve that reward when we get home.”
All in all, I had a very good experience at my first play party. As Edward had promised, no one had approached me. For the most part, people had left us to ourselves. I assumed it was because they knew I was new and that Edward would need to explain the surroundings and instruct me on his future expectations.
The car ride home was tense. At least I was tense. Edward had said I would get a reward when we got home, but I didn’t know what it would be. Even though I had been granted release at the party, the sexual tension in the car with us was nearly palpable.
We pulled up to the mostly darkened house and he shut the car off. I didn’t move; I was too wrapped up in my thoughts to really take in where we were. Edward got out of the car and rounded the hood to help me out.
When we walked in his house, I could hear the faint sounds of my friends coming from the game room, but I had no desire to join them at the moment. I wanted to collect my reward. Edward turned to me and took my hand in his. He pulled it up to his mouth and kissed my palm before reaching out to stroke my collar.
“About your reward,” he smirked as he said it. It seemed that damned smirk of his would always make my knees weak. “I have something in mind. Would you like to hear what it is, my pet?”
I was so aroused I wasn’t sure I could speak. “Yes, Master,” I was able to manage.
He backed me up against the front door until he was between my legs and I was pinned. He placed his hand lightly around my throat while the other wandered down my body. “I think I’ll permit you to decide how and where.”
He didn’t need to explain his intent. He hadn’t had a release at the party so his erection was still rock hard and I could feel it throbbing against me through our clothing. My eyes crossed again as he removed the hand around my throat and replaced it with his mouth.
“My shower…” I trailed off as he growled at me. “Now. And as far as I’m concerned, whatever happens happens.” He growled again before grabbing my hand and nearly dragging me up the stairs to my room.
Once in my room, the door was slammed shut and locked with such force that it rattled the walls. Our clothing was shed in record time as we groped each other frantically on our way to the bathroom. Pins fell to the floor as he ran his fingers along my scalp, sending my hair tumbling free.
When we finally made it into the shower and had hot water pelting us from every direction, we finally came together. He had me pressed back against the glass while his lips trailed over my face and my neck. His hands molded themselves to my body. One hand came down and hitched my leg around his waist. He rubbed his erection up and down my slit as I squirmed, trying to wrap myself around him.
Edward had the patience of a saint. He continued to tease me until I was writhing in his arms. Instead of filling me, like I wanted him to, he picked me up and placed me on the bench. He knelt before me and placed my feet on his shoulders. His eyes burned into mine for a long moment before he lowered his head and attacked my clit with his tongue.
He expertly licked at sucked at my pussy while I threw my head back against the wall, mindless of the pain, and grabbed the bench. Using it as leverage, I began rocking my hips against his face. His tongue dipped deep inside me and a guttural moan rumbled from my chest.
I felt the pressure building in my stomach and knew my orgasm was close. Right when I was on the very cusp, Edward stopped and stood abruptly. His cock bounced proudly in my face. Water was dripping from the end of it and the wetness of it made it shiny. The head was purple and swollen beyond belief. Before he made another move, I leaned forward and took the length of him deep into my mouth. He hissed in pleasure as his fingers locked on my wet hair.
It was raw, and nearly animalistic, but this was what I wanted and what my body craved. I just needed Edward. His hands, his mouth, his beautiful cock, and everything else that he was. He pulled my head off of him by my hair and pulled me to my feet. Then he switched our positions so he was sitting on the bench while I was standing before him.
I straddled him and put my feet on either side of him on the bench and slowly lowered myself down onto his length. Our mutual groans of pleasure seemed muffled by the billowing steam that surrounded us. I stilled for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of Edward filling me before I lifted myself and began to ride.
I rode him at a break-neck pace, trying to fulfill both of us in the process. The sound of our skin slapping together was accentuated by the water still cascading over us. His mouth was latched on to my breast as he suckled and nipped at me. I could feel the tightening in my stomach once more and wanted him to get there with me.
“Master…” I panted out. “I’m so close.”
He was nearly snarling, he was so lost in the sensations. “Yes, love. Come for me. Come with me.”
I clamped down on him as my orgasm hit, milking him in the process. His teeth found my neck again and I screamed as another orgasm hit in the last one’s wake. The water was cooling around us as we came down from our high.
Without pulling out, he wrapped my legs around his waist and stood, turning off the water in the process. Then he walked us out of the shower and finally pulled out to set me down on the padded bench near the sink. I whimpered at the loss of him, but hummed in contentment when I felt him drying me off as carefully as he had the night he bathed me.
When we were both dry, he led me to my bed and helped me in. I slid into a peaceful slumber as I felt his lips on my collar and heard him whisper, “Mine.”
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