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Reviewer: debslmac Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 12:28 PM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

loved this

Reviewer: Prillylove25 Signed [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 11:40 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

I think you may have reposted this chapter twice. 

Reviewer: lanigirl96003 Signed [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 10:09 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

looking forward to more 

Reviewer: PattinsonsDiscoStickIsMine Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 8:21 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

I REALLY LOVED THIS CHAPTER HOWEVER IT DID BOTHER ME WHEN EDWARD GOT PUNISHED HIS ASS HURTING I DIDN'T LIKE THAT PART HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO HURT. BUT OTHER THAN THAT I LOVED IT.

Reviewer: lizzynunie Signed [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 6:27 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

Thank you!

Reviewer: Lilygirl88 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 6:07 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

Oh I hope Mack doesn't cause trouble with Bella.

Reviewer: FangMe Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 12 Nov 2013 5:38 AM Title: Chapter 28: A Punishment Well Deserved...

OMG! I haven't gotten an update for this story in ages! I thought it had been abandoned! Of course I'm gonna have to start it all over again but that's okay... It's definitely a story I can read over and over again. I've missed you Krazi!!! XoXo 

Reviewer: Irish_charm Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Nov 2013 3:31 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

I wonder if Bella's punishment is going to have to be watching as Edward gives himself over to Peter's punishment.  

Reviewer: GARNET Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 02 Nov 2013 7:22 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

I'm glad I was wrong. I thought this was abandoned. I'm looking forward to future updates.

Did I miss something? I thought in the past I read a chapter that was in Tanya's POV? I'm pretty sure it was this story.

Reviewer: smileya987 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 02 Nov 2013 7:02 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Could u Please UPDATE the last 2 chapter here Pleaseeeee!!! U UPDATE at FF.NET. But forgot to Here Please do so A.S.A.P.!!! This truely is such an amazing, beautifully wonderfully well written story that has left me in awe & truely captivated me. I give this story a 10 star rating!!!

Reviewer: Cher1978 Signed [Report This]
Date: 29 Oct 2013 4:33 AM Title: Chapter: 9 And So It Begins...

Great story!  My only gripe is that trust is a big factor in the BDSM lifestyle and Alice was VERY wrong in setting Edward and Bella up without their knowledge.  Anonymous is what Bella and Edward agreed on and were promised but that's not the case - Bella was set up with a man she's been in love with her whole life.  This being her first experience could have left her embarrassed and betrayed but the Bella in this story didn't think about just how wrong it was for everyone to do this to her.  Edward was right, they should have at least let him in on it that way when the shit hit the fan, he wouldn't have reacted the way he did and could stay in control.  

Reviewer: Robsblueeyes Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 28 Oct 2013 5:23 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Well I don't know how I missed this update......welll maybe I do.  I'm glad I caught up with it now though.  I'm holding my breath about what's going to happen with Peter.  I'm glad that Edward admitted to his own mistake and tried to make Bella understand that not everything is her fault.  Hopefully they'll both be able to communicate better and allow their relationship to grow.

Jane x



Author's Response:

Here's a peek at the next chapter! As soon as I get it back from the betas and pre-reader it will be updated! Thanks for reading and taking the time to review!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: bownbey Signed [Report This]
Date: 19 Oct 2013 1:40 PM Title: PROLOGUE: BLIND DATING

Holy Sh**!! I can not wait for the next chapter. Thanks for the teaser.

Reviewer: cjrich Signed [Report This]
Date: 12 Oct 2013 7:06 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Love this story and love the pictures!  XOXO, Cheri



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: jylway Signed [Report This]
Date: 11 Oct 2013 10:48 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

:) of course I loved it, but what a cliffie!! Can't wait for more!



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: theladykt Signed [Report This]
Date: 11 Oct 2013 2:53 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Hawt Hawt Hawt.   Can't wait for more.



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: Marrojeanne Signed starstarstarstarhalf-star [Report This]
Date: 09 Oct 2013 7:42 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

An interesting evening lies ahead of Bella, I would say. Probably also very informative for Edward too, seeing, that Peter and Charlotte are also in a vanilla relationship and not only Dom/Sub.

I am curious what kind of punishment Edward is inflicting on Bella.

That was probably just the first stop of the evening for them.

 

Nice images also. They complement the chapter very good.



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: Caligyrl4cullen Signed [Report This]
Date: 09 Oct 2013 6:01 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Damn... 2 weeks, I can deal with waiting that long. Well, continual updates would be awesome ;) but I think we can handle in two weeks.

Oh the anticipation!!!!

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: KeyeCullen Signed [Report This]
Date: 06 Oct 2013 7:40 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

The "swimmers ear" comment was a scream!  Never heard that term quite used that way.  LOL 

Loved all the photos and the chapter was superb.  Interesting that Edward would not all Charlotte to meet his sub til he spoke to Peter.  That sounds like it is going to be an imporant conversation!  LOL



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: Lisalou Signed [Report This]
Date: 06 Oct 2013 2:48 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

I was so glad to get the update. I can't wait to see what happens as her punishment. I hope it is something pet can handle. I am nervous for her. I can't wait for the next update. I am looking forward to the teaser. Thanks for writing.
Lisa...Gail Cullen

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: aabc Signed [Report This]
Date: 06 Oct 2013 12:46 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Well... I for one am very curious as to why they are with peter et al... As for the punishment... I reserve judgement as he himself said he was partially to blame.



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: coulierb Signed [Report This]
Date: 05 Oct 2013 2:21 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Ok, why does 2 weeks seem like a really long time... There is absolutely nothing about this story I don't love.

Will the mystery bad guy and or Tanya make their presence known soon?

2 weeks.......



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: bownbey Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Oct 2013 7:46 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Love that she relized that she was the one in power. That is something hard for a new sub to grasp sometimes. Looking forward to seeing them with Peter and what he has to say.



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: twilightobession Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Oct 2013 2:08 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Peter is who Edward called in the other chapter....right???? Will Peter being giving Edward and Bella a punishment. I am thinking that if Peter goes to punish Edward for negelecting Bella that Bella will flip out and make a scene to stop him. She does not believe that Edward did anything wrong. Can not wait to see what business Edward has with Peter. Thanks for the update. 



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: breaksea Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Oct 2013 9:25 AM Title: PROLOGUE: BLIND DATING

I don't think she deserves punishment, she needed him all week and he only thought of himself, she is supposed to cater to everything he wants, what about her needs? I thought Doms were supposed to take care of their subs, he neglected her all week.

Reviewer: Lilygirl88 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 04 Oct 2013 3:46 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

I wonder what Edwards punishment will be and if Bella will safe word.

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: sjdavis84 Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Oct 2013 3:33 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

WOW! Loved it! All the teasing was hot! Hmmm... I might havw to go wake my hubby up now :D

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: Moltz Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 9:04 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

I enjoyed the interaction between Bella, Rose and Alice. We all need girl time.
Will Peter reprimand Edward in front of Bella or will Charlotte be given the opportunity to introduce Benjamin to Bella at that time?
Wondering about Bella's punishments.

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: RAH07890 Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 8:59 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Gah, that was amazing!  I loved it!



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: Cockerspanmom Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 4:48 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

The punishment is going to big since its taking time and thought to mete it out. Poor Bella.

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: vickic Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 2:26 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

hmmmm, I think they are getting the swing of this new relationship. They have so many irons on the fire it has to be hard to balance it all. They are finding their rhythm as a couple and as a dom and sub. good for them. Pics are wonderful! and that jewelry is awesome, bet my hubs would love that (not happening...lol)

Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: BE1965 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 1:59 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Welcome back!!! Bella sure knows how to press his buttons!! But it seems that both of them have some growing and maturing to do.  Bella's punishment I hope is not too severe, yeah she messed up,but so did Master when not recognizing the signs.....Thanks for updating...awesome chapter!



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: CodyB Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 12:21 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

My, my, my!!!! What anticipation you have built with this upcoming punishment. I hope that Bella will be able to endure whatever they have planned for her and that it will not strain her relationship with Edward (the Dom and the boyfriend). So looking forward to your next update and thanks so much for sharing your talent and story with us all! :)



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: debslmac Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 12:07 PM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

loved this



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: cjngrls Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 11:09 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

Please keep updating! I love this story!!



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: lanigirl96003 Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 10:58 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

looking forward to more 



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

 

Reviewer: mrsvixter Signed [Report This]
Date: 03 Oct 2013 8:14 AM Title: Chapter 27: A Lesson in Learning...

fantastic love it

well done



Author's Response:

Sorry for the delay, but I took a much needed vacation, and my parents wouldn't allow me to write any smut while I was visiting them! Lol... Here's a peek at the next chapter! See you Tuesday!

Krazi

xoxo

 

Before knocking on the door, I took a moment to get in the right headspace. Once I walked through that door, I would no longer be the confident Dom I professed to be, my submission would belong to my mentor and former Master. Resigned and ready, I wrapped the heavy wooden door three times. “Come in,” Master Peter’s deep voice called from inside the room.

 

As if walking before a firing squad, all three of us entered the room with our heads tucked to our chests, and our hands clasped behind our backs. At first glance, one would think that we were three naughty students summoned to the headmaster’s office.

 

“Edward,” Master Peter said solemnly. “As good as it is to see you again; I am by no means pleased at the circumstances. Do you have anything to say for yourself?” Master Peter and I had already had this conversation, but he was still following protocol for the sake of the others that were present.

 

“Master Peter,” I started, swallowing around the sudden lump in my throat. “This one has failed to remember his teachings, and in doing so, has failed his collared submissive. This one comes before you fully aware of the ramifications of such an offense, ready to receive whatever punishment Master sees fit to dole out upon him.”

 

Try as she might, Isabella could not help but to react to my revelation. Her sharp intake of air came as no surprise, and did not go unnoticed by Master Peter. “Isabella,” Master Peter asked, addressing my submissive for the first time. “Is there something you’d like to say?” Just like I knew she would, Isabella remained as quiet as a church mouse. Peter, who had yet to get up from his chair, hummed in appreciation of her obedience before saying, “Well, Edward, you haven’t failed her too bad, she’s quite the respectful little one.” He then returned his attention to my girl. “Thank you for your obedience and respect for this Dom Isabella. Now, little one, you may look at me and speak. Having heard your Master’s declaration, do you have anything you’d like to to say?”

 

“Yes, Sir, Master Peter,” Isabella said in a quiet yet respectful tone. “This girl would simply like to say that she trusts her Master blindly, and if Master has chosen to bring this girl here with him tonight, for this purpose, then so be it. Master knows best, and would never knowingly or purposely put his girl in harm’s way. Master knows what is needed for me to become a better submissive, and this is it.”

 

“After hearing that, Edward, there should be no doubt in your mind that this little one is meant for you.” My heart clenched at his words, I couldn’t have said it better myself. “Come; let us not waste any more time.” With that, Master Peter led us all downstairs to his dungeon.

 

No stranger to Master Peter’s playroom, I made my way to the large ensuite bathroom to change. A modest black leather thong that would leave my ass bare was lying on the counter, and I wasted no time shedding my clothes and encasing my now deflated dick in the less than comfortable black pouch. As I made my way to the whipping bench, I could see Isabella and Charlotte kneeling on each side of the room.

 

Master Peter didn’t speak a word as he tended to the cuffs that would hold my wrists and ankles. Since we previously discussed what my punishment would be, Master Peter’s explanation was for his audience’s ears only.  “First, I will warm up the flesh with my leather paddle, and then the real punishment will commence. Edward has already chosen a rattan cane for his punishment, so once the skin is warmed and ready, I will administer ten licks which Edward will count out loud.” Returning his attention to Isabella, Master Peter gave her a command. “Isabella, for no reason are you to take your eyes off of this whipping bench. If at any point and time you feel unable to continue, you are to use your safe words. And they are…”

 

“Red, yellow, and green, Sir,” was Isabella’s quiet response.

 

“And what color are you now, Isabella?”

 

Silence hung thick in the air and for a moment, I thought she was going to say red.

 

Trust me, Isabella!

 

You need this!

 

I need this!

 

We need this!

 

I was having a mini meltdown when a sudden calm washed over me, almost as if I could feel Isabella touching me from the other side of the room. But it was her strong and steady voice that sealed the deal. “Green. I’m green, Sir. My Master knows exactly what we need.”

 

My girl was fucking awesome, and would rival any seasoned submissive with the way she carried herself. There was nothing left to do, but take our punishment and put this whole unfortunate ordeal behind us; if nothing else, Isabella and I had definitely grown in our relationship, both vanilla and D/s.

 

“Very well,” Master Peter said matter-of-factly. “Shall we get on with it?”

Reviewer: jeanineandjaida Signed [Report This]
Date: 02 Oct 2013 2:45 AM Title: PROLOGUE: BLIND DATING

love the teaser thank you and sometimes this edward is just a little shit....if my boyfriend did that to me....damn...i don't know what I would do....but what she is into I am not by any means.....but the dynamics of their relationship that you have developed is truly awesome and I hope that you one day will publish some of your writing aside from Twilight....love the fanfic but love some of the other stories that have developed...thank you for your update...TRULY AMAZING....

 

Jeanine

Reviewer: PetralouiseSahriSahri Signed [Report This]
Date: 24 Sep 2013 11:13 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

I was so glad to see this recent  chapter I had to read it again. I hope the next chapter will be posted soon I so love your writing style 



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

 

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Date: 14 Sep 2013 3:48 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Damn, that was hot!  I'm glad that Carlisle was able to talk some sense into Edward about delegating.  It's hard to get the balance right but, as he discovered when he got home, he needs to start working on that.

I'm glad you're back, I missed this story.

Jane x



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: jylway Signed [Report This]
Date: 13 Sep 2013 1:54 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Lots of love beacuse I loved it! Just finished rereading from the beginning! I do miss the pics though :( Oh well,  you can't have everything right? Great job! :)



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Moltz Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 12 Sep 2013 2:56 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Wow, soooooo good to see this fic in action again!
I'm curious as to whom Edward called. Can't remember his mentor. Please refresh my memory.

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: NikkiCullen Signed [Report This]
Date: 09 Sep 2013 9:16 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Love love love your story! It's been a long time but I'm still faithfully waiting on your updates. 

So many cliffs. Like who did Edward call? What trouble are Tanya and James going to bring? 

I will miss your pictures but I'm still happy that you're back to updating us. Can't complain <3

 



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: theladykt Signed [Report This]
Date: 08 Sep 2013 4:50 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

ss about blogspot pulling pics.  sigh.

 

Welcome back.  You can always post pics here so long as they are not naughty in the summary or banner.  :-)



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Redtini Signed [Report This]
Date: 07 Sep 2013 11:50 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

So happy to see this updated!!! Thank you :)



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: smlpate Signed starstarstarstarhalf-star [Report This]
Date: 07 Sep 2013 10:01 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Oh my my! Oh hell yes!  I just read the last two back to back and poor Bella!  He was fighting between the right and wrong and even Edward was too! They both knew why it was wrong for her to pleasure herself, but at the same time it is complicated due to there b/g relationship.  

I think they were both making up just nice for the mishaps.  Now, I can't wait for the next chapter with the punishment and I am highly excited abou the Dom making up to his submissive.  




Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: 1tinac Signed starstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 07 Sep 2013 2:29 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

I have missed this story. Cant wait to see how sir make up with his pet.

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: sonogal Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 06 Sep 2013 1:56 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

They were both guilty of not fulfilling their promises. Edward should not be so hard on himself. Bella could have spoken up about Edward working so much and neglecting her. A D/s relationship is a two way street. 



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: jylway Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Sep 2013 6:49 PM Title: PROLOGUE: BLIND DATING

I was away when you posted the most recent chapter. I'm so excited to see this again, so I'm starting back from the beginning! Love it!

Reviewer: bookreader2 Signed [Report This]
Date: 04 Sep 2013 4:21 PM Title: Chapter 7: How the Douche Stole Christmas...

omg not even Jerry could come up with this wild ass shit ....I am laughing my ass off here....

 

Reviewer: Jane3105 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 03 Sep 2013 8:46 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

So good to read another chapter.  Looking forward to more



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: sassycook Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 03 Sep 2013 2:47 AM Title: Chapter 25: Training Day...

seems they both have it rough right now

but yeah bella screwed up

Reviewer: edibleedward Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 02 Sep 2013 8:57 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

So glad you dint abandon this story! Love it!



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Cleos Cooper Signed [Report This]
Date: 02 Sep 2013 6:52 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

OK, I don't know who he called...to make 'that call...'. Is it his mentor?  Is he going to be punished for being neglectful to his girlfriend and sub?  He seems to think one way and she another.  Obviously they both failed.  I missed this story...hope you can come back soon...your writing is very clear and intelligent.  I'm not nessecarily into this lifestyle, but I enjoy the characters and their stories.  Thank you for the update.



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: AnaNymm Signed [Report This]
Date: 02 Sep 2013 7:06 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Great chapter and I can't wait for the next one.



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: KeyeCullen Signed [Report This]
Date: 02 Sep 2013 5:02 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Wow...so everyone is cracking down huh?  What's up with that?  Good grief!  Thanks for the update.  Betting that E & B feel much better now too.  *wink*



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: twilightobession Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 11:41 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

AWESOME!!!!!! Great chapter. Have you posted part of this before?? Maybe in a teaser?? I have read the converesation with Carlisle and the part where he made Bella cum before. I hate that you can not post pictures any more. LOVED the pictures. As always you leave me wanting more. Can not wait to find out who Edward called!!!!!

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: TeamAllTwilight Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 9:12 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Krazi I loved this chapter, now I want MORE!!!



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: justginger Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 7:57 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

loved it! glad they are getting back on track



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: debslmac Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 11:51 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

:) loved this



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Lisalou Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 6:02 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

I was so excited to get an update!! I have missed this story so much. I loved the chapter. Thanks for writing. Can't wait for the next one.
Lisa...Gail Cullen

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: vickic Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 4:47 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

oh how i missed these two! Edward feels like he let her down and called Rose didn't he?

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: VickiShy Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 4:21 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Welcome back. I wonder who he called?  Mmmmmmmm.



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: sjdavis84 Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 3:09 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Yay for the update!!! I was so excited to see it. Yum more sexy times. Can't wait to see what happens!

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: bownbey Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 2:46 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Good to see a new chapter. Love that he asked Charlie for his blessing to marry Bella.



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: twilightlover19 Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 2:26 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Please update soon



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: aabc Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 12:28 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Well that was HOT... I wished we had a glimpse of the conversation they had... Or have they?  I realize the physical goes a long way toward reuniting they but discussion is important too and they both tend to learn from it as well... Don't they?



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: lanigirl96003 Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 12:06 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Looking forward to more



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: BE1965 Signed [Report This]
Date: 01 Sep 2013 12:04 AM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Welcome back!!!



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: we wants the redhead Signed [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 11:04 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

nice...well done with the make up.



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Twifan1228 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:52 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Love ya Krazi,  all your loyal fans are still here!    Loved the chapter!   Hot, hot, hot! 



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: jeanineandjaida Signed [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:46 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

it's good and interesting every time but i want more....damn what are they going to do get married or have a fight damn it needs some action....i still love the story.......



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Caligyrl4cullen Signed [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:26 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

So glad to see an update for this fic. It's been awhile and damn, I forgot how she misbehaved but can't wait for next update.

Boooo to blogspot and any "monitors"nano complain about the pics... It helps lay out the scene ;)

Anywho, it was kinda sad to see how both of them felt like failures, but growing pains do suck in any new relationship... Bdsm or not.

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: dana2928 Signed [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:21 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Yeah....Ao glad to have you back!  Love it!



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: Lilygirl88 Signed starstarstarstarstar [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:20 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Glad to have this updated. I've been rereading it cause I missed it so much.

I am very curious on who he called I'm sure it's for him to be punished as he did wrong by making Isabella cum by using his dom voice. Just wonder who and what the punishment might be.
Again I'm glad your back and hope your real life is doing. Can't wait to see what you have for us next.

Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

Reviewer: GreenEyedLove06 Signed [Report This]
Date: 31 Aug 2013 10:02 PM Title: Chapter 26: Mishaps... Misunderstandings... & Make-Ups...

Def can't wait for more



Author's Response:

First, let me start by thanking all of you who have been with me since the birth of this story or who have picked it up along the way, but continue to stick by me even when life gets in the way and updates are few and far between. Have no fear, tomorrow you will get what I hope is a much anticipated update, pics included! I noticed that there others still putting up nude or highly risque pics, so I won't deprive you guys of any devious pleasure either. I just have to make them smaller. Lol... Thank you all for your kind words of encouragement, and for sticking around to see this thing through to the end. As promised, here's your teaser:

Master had stepped out of my line of sight, but I knew that his glorious cock was out. Not only could I smell his unique musky scent of arousal, but I could feel the heat of his exposed flesh burning my skin. As if reading my mind, Master rubbed the tip of his silky, yet firm flesh against my cheek, awakening the wanton whore buried deep within me. “Mmm...” Master hummed thoughtfully. “So close, yet so far away, my little pussycat.”

 

My body remained stock still; the only indications that Master’s touch was affecting me was the way I swallowed thickly and the heaving of my chest. If this was a test, which I know it was, I was going to pass with flying fucking colors.

 

Nevertheless, it was still pure torture!

 

He was right there!

 

Right fucking there!

 

Suddenly, I felt overdressed.

 

My clothes felt too tight, constricting.

 

All of a sudden, the room felt like it was being engulfed in flames, and I swear it felt like my body was being consumed from the inside out. I could feel sweat forming on my brow and at the nape of my neck. Never before had I wished to be naked more than I did right now. As a matter of fact, I cursed the day that they ever invented clothes.

 

I blame that bitch, Eve!

 

Master gently glided his cock from the apple of my cheek to the corner of my mouth and stopped.

 

What?

 

No!

 

Give it to me!

 

Don’t tease me!

 

Pleaseeeeeee!

 

At this point, I wasn’t above fucking begging for what I wanted, but I knew that would be the opposite of helpful right now. Master wanted to test my control, and I wanted nothing more than to please him.

 

 

One quick swipe of my tongue and I would be able to taste him, taste the delicious nectar dripping from Master’s cock. Stopping right at the corner of my mouth, Master paused. “Does my little pussycat want a taste of Master’s cock?” Again I remained quiet. “Good girl, open,” he demanded.

 

He didn’t have to tell me fucking twice.

 

Dropping my jaw, I moaned in delight when I felt the pressure of his thumb on my tongue.

 

Surely, this is just a preview of what was to come.

 

Right?

 

Wrong...

 

Taking his glistening thumb and tracing my bottom lip for a second time in less than five minutes, Master brought his lips to my ear. “I’m afraid that naughty pussycats don’t get rewarded, pet.” Stepping back, Master tucked the beast back inside his pants, sadly cutting off my view.

 

Once his pants were zipped and everything was back in order, Master returned his attention to me. “Your journal is on the patio, pet, along with your robe, and I suggest you strip for inspection before working on your assignment. You will find instructions inside and have exactly one hour to complete it, after which, I will come to retrieve you so that I can dress my girl for this evening. We have a stop to make before heading to the club tonight, but I’ll explain more and give further instruction later.”

 

Knowing that was all I was going to get for right now, I waited until Master was out of the room to remove my clothes and slip on my robe. It was a beautiful spring day, so I didn’t bother with the belt, letting the sun warm my naked flesh. Living in the penthouse had its advantages, and also, the idea of some nasty old perv getting a peek at my goodies from one of the neighboring buildings turned me on and had my already wet pussy glistening even more.

 

Hey, don’t judge me...

 

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Date: 09 Jul 2013 1:43 AM Title: Chapter 25: Training Day...

Poor Bella, she's had the week from hell and it's about to get worse.  Is this prior to her being collared or after?  I'm a bit confused with the timeline on this chapter.  I'm thinking it's after but she calls him Master in her head so much that it might not be.  She really shouldn't have done what she did but then it's an important lesson learned.  Just because she's a submissive it doesn't mean she can't talk to her Master/Edward about how she's feeling, even if it was just a text to say that she was close to failing, I'm sure he would have found at least five minutes to talk to her, pull her back from the edge.  Ahhh well, the damage has been done now.

I'm looking forward to the next chapter, I really love this story and I'm glad to see some pictures back, lol. *winks*

Jane x

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Date: 09 Jul 2013 1:41 AM Title: Chapter 24: Settling In...

Damn!  That was intense.  I'm effin' exhausted, I need a shower and lie down, lol.  He's calling the Chief, he's going to propose isn't he, I can't wait.

Jane x

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Date: 09 Jul 2013 1:39 AM Title: Chapter 23: I Am Woman... Hear Me Roar...

Oh wow!  Wasn't that a surprise, Sir will do anything to have playtime with his pet.  Bella's daydreams will the undoing of her, lol.  I'm so glad that Renee turned out to be nice and understood what happened with Jacob, I thought that she was going to do her best to get them back together again.  Is Bella going to be punished for buying and using the 'pretty' butt plug?

Jane x

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Date: 09 Jul 2013 1:37 AM Title: Chapter 22: Ghosts of the Past… Present… and Future…

Sir is evil and poor pet is going to be left wanting, lol.  At least Sir isn't as evil as this other fucker who's now after Bella.  Who's coming after her now?  It seems that Mrs Cope is like the all seeing eye, hahahaha!!  Nothing's getting past her.

Jane x

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Date: 29 Jun 2013 6:08 PM Title: Chapter 21: Cat´s Out of the Bag... Time to Face the Music...

Bella may not have been truthful with Renee and Phil but I don't think it gives her the right to summon Bella back to New York to explain.  She is, as Edward so rightly pointed out, a grown woman and all she really needed to say was that Jake was a cheating, lying bastard who fucked a guest at the reception. Personally, I think that's enough of an explanation and would suffice over the phone.  Can you say pissed off with high handed Renee?  Yes, I think you can, lol.  God she's annoying.  I feel better now, hehe!

Bwahahahaha, it's so inappropriate but I love how pervy Edward is over Mojo getting some doggy pussy.

Jane x

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Date: 29 Jun 2013 6:06 PM Title: Chapter 20: Real Life... Outside of the Bubble... pt.2

Bwahahahahaha!!  God I love Emmett, he is the perpetual teenager.  Lol, I wouldn't mind knowing how Rose controls him in the playroom.  Everyone's so happy for Edward and Bella, it's so lovely.  I'm just wondering whether everyone will be happily thinking about Edward getting his BJ when they all get up in the morning, hahaha!  There goes Bella's filter again, Edward should have brought one of his many gags with him for his pet, lol.

I love the new puppies especially Brownie she's so sweet and she's already crushing on Daddy C.  I think it's wise of Edward to do some further checks on Tanya.

Jane x

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Date: 29 Jun 2013 5:54 PM Title: Chapter 19: Real Life... Outside of the Bubble... pt.1

What's Jake been up to now.  They've only just got back and he's bugging Bella.  Does he not remember Edward's fist making contact with his kisser?  I should imagine it still hurts, lol.  I really think Bella should move in with Edward, she couldn't bare being away from him that night.

What the hell is Tanya up to now?  Does she think that by ignoring what happened, one shredded contract and the safe word that ends the relationship, that she can somehow convince Edward that they still belong together?  She's in for a big surprise and unfortunately I think Bella may become the target for her wrath as well.

Jane x

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Date: 29 Jun 2013 5:51 PM Title: Chapter 18: Truth... Lies... and Black Eyes...

Lol, has Edward bought Mojo a girlfriend to make make little Mojo puppies with? More babies to look after but then Mojo could be less attached to Bella so Edward won't have to bribe him with food so he can get some alone time with her, lol.  

I'm so glad Bella remembered everything she felt, I mean, after all that and being that worked up you really wouldn't want to be denied your orgasm.  Mind you she might just have exploded anyway and then there'd be trouble, bwahahahaha!

Jane x

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Date: 29 Jun 2013 5:47 PM Title: Chapter 17: What´s Done in Forks... Stays in Forks...

Finally, Jacob's got a fist in his face.......not that I condone physical violence but sometimes you just really have to get your point across.  It sounds as though he's playing Leah.  When will she learn that she's better off without him.  I really feel sorry for Sue and Seth, the way Leah treats them is disgusting, she should just disappear back to where she came from, I'm sure Jake has some more money......unless his family has cut him off.  Bella should definitely use Jake's money to set up a trust fund for Seth.

I think Bella's mastering control of her mouth is going to cause her more problems than mastering control of her orgasms, lol.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 11:54 AM Title: Chapter 16: Bestfriends... Girlie Cars... and Roadside Service...

I can't believe some people complained and you got a warning about the pics you post with your story.  I've read other stories on this site with far more graphic pics than yours.  Personally I love the pics but then I am a perv, lol. Seriously though, I'm with you, if people don't like them they can read on FFnet where there aren't any.

I'm amazed Sir didn't crash the flaming car, all I can say is that he has superior control.  Lol, whose knocking on the car window?  I think Sir should have pulled up a little closer to the freeway than Charlie's gates.  I hope he doesn't have CCTV at the gates that can see into the car. *raises eyebrow*

Mojo and Edward are funny.  I think Mojo knows that his mummy will always side with him, lol, he is her baby after all.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 11:53 AM Title: Chapter 15: A Work in Progress... Finding a Balance...

Jeez, Bella's going have a lot of cleaning up to do if she keeps squirting like that all the time, lol, Edward's like a man with two dicks, he's that proud, hahaha!!

I'm glad they're talking a bit more and both have them have said their 'I love you's'.  They still need to talk lots more though, unless I've missed it they still haven't confirmed their boyfriend and girlfriend status even though Edward's asked Bella to move in.  She has to move in, to me it's a no brainer, even if it is quick.  When you know, you know.  Thank God her annulment is through. I'm dying to find out what happened between Jake and Leah and whether he's still around.  If he is Edward will be growling all day, every day at him.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 11:48 AM Title: Chapter 14: The Start of Something Beautiful... Confessions, Forgiveness, and Love...ions of Lov, Forgiveness, and

Oh my God!  It will be a miracle if anyone ever sees these two again what with all this mind blowing sex and all.  I'd never leave the house again if I was Bella and I'd make it a rule that no clothes were allowed to be worn indoors, bwahahahahaha!!!  Seriously though, it's going to take super human effort for these two to get back to a normal every day working life.  I bet Mojo's missing Bella too.  He and Alice will be fighting over spending time with her, lol.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 11:47 AM Title: Chapter 13: The fall of the Cullen Empire pt. 2... The Aftermath....

I like that Edward's not scared to admit when he's wrong, now he just needs to address the way he's running hot and cold and switching between Domward and Edward at a moments notice, it could get very confusing for Bella.  

Lol, Bella will never have any secrets with her sleep talking.  I think it's the right thing to do for Edward to lay his cards on the table before he and Bella go any further.  Hopefully, it will prompt Bella to tell Edward that she loves him whilst she's still awake, lol.  At this rate my washing machine will never be off, hahaha!

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 11:44 AM Title: Chapter 12: The fall of the Cullen Empire...

Bwahahahahaha!!  That was a bit of shock for Edward wasn't it.  I thought you'd be hiding under you're bed again with Mojo and bottle of vodka.  Bella's a virgin and Edward should be imagining all the possibilities this brings with it.  This should suit his possessive side right down to the ground.  He's going to be exploring places no man or cock has ever gone before.  His Pussycat will truly only ever be his, that's if he plays his cards right.  I think they should sit down and talk properly.  Bella needs to tell her story from start to finish not just he edited highlights.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 3:21 AM Title: Chapter 11: Guess Who´s Coming to Dinner... the Morning After...

You're under the bed again, lol, at least you took your vodka with you this time, hahahaha!!

I can't believe that when Bella and Edward were sat at Esme's dinner table that they didn't recognise each other's voices straightaway.  Maybe it was because the two situations are so vastly different and it was out of context.  I'm not sure how pleased Esme's going to be about Edward and Bella running out on dinner but she's going to be ecstatic that they're together, finally.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 3:20 AM Title: Chapter 10: It´s Playtime...

That was so worth the wait.  I could do with a lie down, preferably in Edward's bed, whilst he's still in it, lol.  Edward's subconscious is screaming who pet is at him.  I'm still wondering how they're both going to react when the secret is revealed.

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 3:19 AM Title: Chapter: 9 And So It Begins...

Wow!  Bella's been on one of the steepest learning curves of her life and she's going to be on it for a while.  It seems she's finding out just how exhausting her chosen lifestyle can be.  I loved it that Sir reassured pet that she was right to use her safe word.  If Sir was there he would be learning his pet's body and reactions and be able to judge when she was reaching her breaking point, he'd be able to make it so that his pet didn't have to safe word.

Emmett's so funny, but poor Mojo.  Lol, I'm surprised he didn't turn on Emmett for fondling his balls.  How's Mojo going to cope with all this change in Bella's life?  He wasn't happy when he was left on the couch without his pyjamas on for a few hours.  When Sir and pet get together it'll be for a lot longer than that and I'm sure he's not going to be invited into the Playroom even if he's dressed appropriately.  Lol, is that weird?  Hahaha!

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 3:14 AM Title: Chapter 8: Twas A Night With Sir... And All Through the House...

Okay, that was hot.  When these two find out who the other one is they're going to be so shocked, surprised, happy, mad and probably loads more things as well.  Lol, I'm not sure whether I'd want to be Alice or not, maybe she should stand behind Jasper when they find out.  Was Edward calling Rose?  What's he planning for his Pet?

Jane x

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Date: 25 Jun 2013 3:12 AM Title: Chapter 7: How the Douche Stole Christmas...

Oh my God!  When Leah was first mentioned and that she had moved away I thought, I bet she's involved with Jake.  Then it turns out she's with a guy called Will and she's having his baby, I breathed a sigh of relief, I mean the last thing Bella needs is for Leah to be involved with Jake especially as it would mean that he got Leah pregnant whilst he was with Bella.  You had other ideas though.  You lulled, yes lulled, me into a false sense of security and then dropped the J-bomb from a dirty great big height.  Oh, you're evil, no wonder you're under the bed, lol.  Poor Bella, Seth and Sue.  I feel less sorry for Leah, I can be a hard cow, but she's blaming all of this on Bella and from where I'm sitting Jake's the one she should be blaming.  Charlie and Sue will pick up the pieces and hopefully Leah will see everything for how it actually is eventually.

Awww, Seth's so cute and he adores Bella just as she adores him.  I think these two will always share a close connection.  I think that Bella should put the ten million she gets from Jake into a trust fund for Seth.  I hope this doesn't completely ruin Christmas for him.

Jane x

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