Prologue - Fantasies

Bella POV

“Okay, it’s your turn.” I told him, smiling. I love when it’s his turn to pick a fantasy to live out. I love being the one to fulfill his desires, to excite him like no one else can. It gives me a wonderful sense of power.

“I don’t know. I can’t really think of one right now.” He said quickly – too quickly. The obvious swelling in his jeans told a different story.

“Is it embarrassing to you?” I asked softly. “Sweetheart, I’m your wife, you can tell me anything. You know the agreement, if it’s something I don’t want to do – I’ll just tell you.” I said, running my fingers through his hair.

He laid his head back against the back of the couch, feeling my fingers in his hair. “I love it when you do that.” I took the opportunity to begin kissing his neck, soft open mouthed kisses – grazing the skin softly with my teeth. He moaned, and started to stroke my hair. I moved downwards, pushing his T-shirt up his chest. As I kissed his chest, he pulled his shirt off and threw it onto the floor.

I moved down onto my knees on the floor in front of him, insinuating myself between his legs. He kept stroking my hair as my kisses trailed down over his stomach to the top of his jeans. His fingers tightened as I opened his jeans. He lifted off the couch and I pulled his jeans and boxers down past his knees. I blew a stream of hot air across the head of his erection, and his hips twitched in anticipation.

I leaned forward, and ran my tongue slowly from the base to the tip, covering every inch of the underside of him. He groaned loudly, grabbing the couch under him tightly with both hands. I knew this was one of his favorite things for us to do. This was the first time I’d ever tried to use that to my advantage.

“Edward?” I asked, innocently up at him.

“Yes, Bella” he said with his eyes still tightly closed.

“Will you tell me now, what your fantasy is?” I asked with a smile in my voice.

“Oh God, Bella.. Don’t do this to me. I.. I can’t tell you.” He said softly.

I ran my tongue firmly over the tip of him, covering every bit of the overly sensitive areas. He whimpered softly, and pushed his hips forward. So, I took him into my mouth, gently pushing him as far as he would go.

“Mmmmmm.. Bella. That feels so good, you have no idea.” He said, his voice strained. He started moving his hips, pushing himself in and out of my mouth building up a rhythm. After a minute, I started to hum letting him feel the vibrations and he moved.

“Bella.. You are so fucking good at that.” He said as he increased his speed slightly. “I love it when you suck me like this, baby. I love to watch your lips around me as I slide in and out of your mouth.” At that point right there, I knew that I had him.

I pulled back slowly, as he looked down at me confused. I looked right into his eyes and said “Tell me. Now. Or I won’t let you finish.”

“Oh fucking hell, Bella.” He said, grabbing the couch so hard that his biceps strained with the effort. “Damn it.. Fine. Please just don’t stop.”

I put my head back down, sliding him into my mouth. He started his rhythm again, and then took a deep breath – like he was trying to gain strength from it.

“I want..”

He started moving more urgently into my mouth, and I sucked harder – almost trying to pull his confession from him.

He tried again..

“Please, I want you to..”

I used one of my hands to stroke the part of him that wouldn’t fit into my mouth. I used the other to lightly massage his balls.

“Oh God, please.. I can’t.. “

I pushed his legs wide apart, and massaged the insides of his thighs. He pushed one hard thrust into my mouth and finally voiced his darkest secret as he exploded into my mouth.

“I want you to dominate me. I want you to tie me up and force me to serve you.”

Edward’s POV

“I want you to dominate me. I want you to tie me up and force me to serve you.”

Oh. My. God. I can’t believe I just told her that. She’s going to think I am a complete freak now. I can’t even look her in the eye. At that moment, she crawled up into my lap straddling me. She put a hand on either side of my face, and pulled it up to look at her. As I looked into her eyes, she kissed me softly. “Thank you for telling me.” She said quietly kissing my forehead, my cheeks, and finally my nose.

She got up slowly, and reached for my hand. “Let’s wash you up and get you to bed.” She did just that, she took me into the bathroom and rubbed me down with a warm wash cloth and then laid out sleep pants for me to change into. I stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes, splashing cool water on my face. By the time I came into the bedroom, she was in bed – in her pajamas, ready for sleep. I was surprised after what transpired in the living room, but too ashamed to talk to her about it. I snuggled into her back and pressed my face into her hair. “I love you.” I whispered into her ear. “I love you too, baby.” She said back over her shoulder to me.

The next week was sheer hell. We didn’t make love once, which is not like us at all. The first night I came home to a note saying that she had to run some errands and wouldn’t be back until late. After that she spent her evenings on her laptop, closeted in the den. It’s like she was purposefully avoiding me. I knew I shouldn’t have told her, and I couldn’t bring myself to talk to her about it. Well, tomorrow I’m going to have to. I can’t live like this. It’s Saturday and we always do something special.

When I woke up on Saturday morning, Bella wasn’t there. I started to feel the lump rise in my throat. Was she going to leave me? Damn it.. Damn it.. I can’t do this, I can’t breathe without her. I walked downstairs to find a note from Bella.

Edward,

I had some errands to run today, I have some things to pick up. Go ahead and have dinner without me, I’ll be home around 7.

Love,

Bella

Oh god, Oh god, Oh god.

I had dinner alone – just a turkey sandwich. I didn’t think I could stomach much more. I was watching TV for something to do when she came in around 6:30.

“Good, you’re here. I’m going to go take a shower.” She said with a smile. I can’t take much more of this.

At 7:30, I heard her call from upstairs. “Edward, could you come up here, please?” I was out of time, and I didn’t want to face whatever she was going to say to me. But, I knew that I had to. It was time to get this over with, and I trudged up the stairs.

When I walked into our bedroom, I wasn’t quite prepared for what I saw. Bella was standing near our bed in a black leather corset and leather thong, with black stiletto heels – and nothing else. Her hair was partially up but still cascading down her back. She looked nothing short of glorious. There was a table that I was sure hadn’t been there before with a series of objects under a white towel. There was also a straight-backed, armless wooden chair by the window.

“Take off all of your clothes, and place yourself on your knees in front of me.” She said in a strong, confident voice.

I was too stunned to move right away, and I delayed too long. “NOW.” She said loudly, in that same confident voice. With shaking hands, I unbuttoned my shirt and slid it onto the floor. Next, I removed my shoes and socks, quickly followed by my jeans. I stood before her in my boxers and then started towards her. “Everything, Edward.” She said with a slight sneer in her voice. I swallowed and removed my boxers, throwing them in the pile with the rest of my clothes. I felt more than naked, I felt exposed – my soul bared to her.

I dropped to my knees at her feet. She smiled down at me, and put a hand under my chin – stroking my face. “What a good boy you are”, she said. “But I will have to punish you for leaving your clothes on the floor. Do you want me to punish you, Edward?” I looked up at her, dumbfounded. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

“The answers you may give are as follows: if the answer is yes, you will say ‘Only if it pleases you, Bella.’ If the answer is no, you will say ‘Not unless it pleases you, Bella.’ It is my pleasure only that matters to you now. Do you understand, Edward?”

“If it pleases you, Bella.” I said, barely recognizing my voice.

“Very good,” she said with a smile “you learn quickly. You may get a reward tonight after all. For now, however, you must be punished. Hold out your right arm, Edward.” I was slightly afraid, but more excited than I have ever been in my life. I held out my right arm to her, and she buckled a wide leather cuff to my wrist. There was a metal loop embedded in it. She asked for my left arm and repeated the process with a similar leather cuff. Then she told me to spread my legs farther apart and walked behind me. From what I felt, she was attaching similar cuffs to my ankles. I was terrified and exhilarated by the prospects.

“Stand, Edward.” She said, pulling lightly on my hair. I felt a shock shoot through me at the slight pain of it. She walked over to the new table, and pulled the towel off of it. I gasped. She smacked my ass almost instantly and said “You will not make a sound unless I have given my permission, do you understand me, Edward?” I nodded. I didn’t trust myself to speak. On the table there was an assortment of adult toys, some I recognized, some I didn’t. The largest item on the table was a flat leather paddle. I felt my already hard erection twinge a little at the sight of it.

She walked over to the table and picked up three metal chains. She took the first and linked it through the metal ring of my left cuff and then through the right. She kicked off her shoes and stood on the wooden chair, and attached chain to a new hook in the ceiling. My arms were stretched over my head, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. The second chain secured my left ankle cuff to a new round metal semi-circle bolted to the floor. It folded down when not in use, and couldn’t be seen in the carpet. She repeated the process with the right. I was now bound and helpless, naked in front of her.

The table was behind me now, and she picked up something that I couldn’t see. I felt, rather than saw the blindfold go over my eyes. She leaned up and softly whispered in my ear. “The safe word is red. If I’m hurting you, or you want to stop – that’s all you have to say.” And she softly kissed my cheek. I don’t think I have ever loved her more than I did at that moment.

Bella’s POV

“The safe word is red. If I’m hurting you, or you want to stop – that’s all you have to say.”

I was shocked when he first told me what his fantasy was, shocked but excited. I was totally game. I spent the first night after work at an adult toy store with Rose figuring out what different things were, and deciding what I’d need to make his fantasy come true. The rest of the week, I spent my nights on the web – researching things I wanted to try. I made sure we hadn’t been intimate because I wanted this night to last a long time for him. I wanted to fulfill his fantasy every way that I could.

He was trembling in front of me. I stroked his face, trying to soothe him. “Are you ready for your punishment, Edward?” I asked softly in his ear.

“If it pleases you, Bella.” He replied, just as softly - his head down, obedient. God he looked hot like this – naked and helpless, completely exposed to me. There was a softness in his face, a vulnerability that I don’t think I’d ever seen before.

I walked to the table and picked up the cock ring. I rubbed the warming liquid on it, and then moved in front of him. “You will not achieve a release until I give you permission, is that understood?” He nodded. I slid the ring over him until it rested near his pubic bone. He sucked in a breath as it slid home, but otherwise did not make any other sound. “Very good, Edward.” I said, stroking him softly. His head fell back, and he pushed his hips forward straining them against my hands. “Not just yet.” I said, smiling.

I moved back to the table, and picked up the leather paddle. “You will want to brace yourself for this, Edward. Put your feet solidly on the floor and bend your knees slightly.” He trembled harder, trying to figure out what was going to happen to him. I took the paddle in my right hand, and swung it. It made a satisfying smacking noise as it made contact with his bare flesh. He cried out at the sensation.

“Didn’t I tell you not to make a sound, Edward?” I asked harshly.

“I.. I’m sorry Bella.” He said, his voice strained.

“Do you want me to gag you, Edward?” I asked him quietly, my lips next to his ear.

He moaned softly and said “Not unless it pleases you, Bella.”

“It just might” I said “we’ll come back to that later.” And I saw him relax a little. “Shall we continue with your punishment then, Edward?”

“Only if it pleases you, Bella.” He whispered, embarrassed.

“It does please me, Edward.” I said, running my hands across his back down over his buttocks. “It pleases me greatly.” He shuddered, and I smacked him with the paddle again. He didn’t make a sound. I paddled him over and over, increasing the strength of each swing until I saw that his skin was turning red.

“Did you like that, Edward?” I asked, turning to look into his face. “You may answer yes or no.” He was panting, his face red, and tears were streaming from under the blindfold. I reached up to stroke his face, and he leaned into my palm. I leaned against him, pulling his head down onto my shoulder. “Yes.” He whispered in my ear.

“You deserve a reward, you took that very well. You may orgasm when you feel ready, and silence is not required.” I said. I reached down and pulled off the ring. He was so hard after his punishment, he deserved a release. I dropped to my knees in front of him, still bound, still blindfolded and took him into my mouth. He gasped loudly at the contact, straining against the cuffs on his wrists. I knew that he wanted to touch me, to put his hands in my hair. He moaned in frustration as I reached behind him, rubbing the tender skin of his tormented buttocks, pushing him harder into my mouth. I bobbed my head back and forth, sucking him, never breaking contact with his skin, pushing him toward his release. Finally, he threw his head back and uttered a loud “FUCK!” and called my name as he exploded into my mouth. When I stood, he was breathing like he’d just run a mile. He was shaking, hard. It was starting to overwhelm him. That was good, I was trying to make him use the safe word. I wanted to see where his limits were.

I stood up, and pulled the blindfold off of his eyes. He blinked a few times and then looked at me, his eyes were wild. I stood on the chair and removed the chain from the hook but I didn’t remove the chain from the cuffs. I also released his ankles from the floor. I grabbed the chain and pulled him towards the bed.

“Lie down on your back and put your hands above your head.” I fastened the chain around the iron intricacies of the headboard and then clipped the rings on his ankle cuffs together, binding his legs together. I stood up next to the bed and while looking straight into his eyes, pulled the thong down and off leaving the heels on. I climbed back on the bed and straddled over his waist.

“Are you going to do your best to please me, Edward?” I asked, looking down into his face. “Yes Bella, I would do anything to please you.” He said, earnestly. “Well, maybe I should start.” I said with a wicked grin down at him. I reached down and unhooked the first few catches of the corset, baring my breasts to him. I closed my eyes and rubbed them with my hands. He strained against the cuffs, trying to reach me.

I let my head fall back as I trailed my hands down over my corset, then rubbing them up and down the insides of my thighs. He watched, fascinated as I began to rub my clit with my fingers. I moaned softly, and started to grind my hips against his stomach. I was starting to find my stride when I caught sight of his face. It looked torn, almost pained. “Is there something you wanted to say, Edward?” I asked, trying to figure out his expression. He nodded. “What is it that you want, Edward?” I asked, removing my hand from between my legs and putting it to his lips. He opened his mouth, licking my fingers almost reverently. He closed his eyes and said “Please.. Bella… “

“Tell me what you want, Edward.” I said sternly, pulling my hand back. ‘You’ve been fairly well-behaved this evening – who knows, you just might get it. Well, if I think it would please me, anyway.” I said with a smirk.

“I want.. “ he said softly, and took a deep breath. “I want you to straddle my face and let me please you.” He finished, his eyes closed. I smiled, because that’s actually what I had in mind. I balanced using the headboard, and moved up to position myself. It was a little awkward with his hands bound over his head, but I pushed myself down until he could touch me if he strained his head up. I looked down at him and said, with more calm than I felt – “Don’t disappoint me, Edward.” I spread my legs wider over his shoulders, and pressed myself onto his waiting mouth.

I had never been in this position before, always a little nervous about him pleasing me with his mouth. I didn’t quite understand why he would enjoy that, but he did. He practically assaulted me with his tongue. I was so turned on by the evening’s activities that it didn’t take long for my orgasm to start to build. I rocked my hips gently into his face, and absently let my hand fall winding my fingers in his hair. That spurred him on, and he began to suck my clit. I whimpered and moaned above him, not recognizing the sounds coming out of me. I cried his name as my orgasm hit me. I came almost violently onto his face. I was shaking as I climbed off the bed.

I sat in the wooden chair to collect myself. I wanted him so badly now, but I had to wait. There was still one more thing I wanted to try – one more thing to try and break him, to try and make him use his safe word. I made my way back to the bed. He was looking at me curiously, but I just smiled at him. I unhooked his ankle cuffs from each other and told him to get on his hands and knees. There was enough chain between his wrists that I didn’t have to reposition it for him to change positions.

I pulled his left leg back so that I could attach the chain to his ankle cuff and the bed post, and the repeated the process with his right. He was on his knees and forearms now, his legs spread because of the way his ankles were bound. He shuddered violently as I ran my hand up the back of his leg. He had never been so exposed, and I had never explored him like this before.

I went over to the table, and picked up the few things I would need. I knew that he couldn’t see me because he was facing in the opposite direction. I purposefully laid the cold plastic against his leg and his head shot up. I leaned down and whispered in his ear – “Remember, the safe word is red, and I want you to use it if you feel uncomfortable.” And I ran my fingers through his hair as he let his head drop back down.

Edward POV

“Remember, the safe word is red, and I want you to use it if you feel uncomfortable.”

I was shaking, I could feel it. I had no idea what she planned to do to me but whatever it was, I knew I would never utter that word. I never wanted this to end. I couldn’t even process what I was feeling, except that it felt so incredibly good. She didn’t think badly of me, she set all of this up just to fulfill my desires. God, I wanted her so badly right now, but I knew that I was at her mercy. I had never been more at her mercy than I was right now. On my hands and knees, bound to our bed, naked and open - I felt so vulnerable.

I felt her exploring me with her hands – the backs of my legs, my inner thighs, between my legs – stroking softly. It was maddening. I don’t think I’d ever been as aroused. Her soft hands moved to my aching buttocks, and I felt her pinching and stroking the tender skin. I moaned softly at her touch. She must not have heard, or cared because she didn’t rebuke me. She picked up the cold plastic object that had touched my leg and I felt something wet being applied to me – one finger slowly and methodically pressing into me, inside me. It was everything I could do to hold my hips still as she violated me with her finger. I couldn’t get my head around the sensation. It didn’t hurt, it just felt.. different.

I thought she would stop there, but she didn’t. She picked up something else off the bed, and suddenly I felt something foreign being inserted very slowly into my rectum. She had applied something to make the penetration easier, but I panicked. I didn’t say the word, but I jerked my hips forward. She leaned forward and stroked my hair softly. “Shhhhh… It’s okay, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. If you want me to stop, just say the word. Otherwise, you need to relax.” Slowly, I relaxed my muscles, which had clenched with the pending invasion. I didn’t know if I wanted this, but I knew I didn’t want to stop. I also trusted her with my life, I knew she wouldn’t hurt me.

She slowly began again, but this time I didn’t move. It felt strange, but not painful as she inserted it – whatever it was. Finally, she stopped and moved it slightly. It started to vibrate. I moaned loudly throwing my head up, and arching my back. I didn’t care about how it looked, the sensations were too strong for me to think. She released my legs and turned me back over, very slowly – carefully holding whatever she had inserted in place. I could feel that it wasn’t fully inside me and that it was flared at the end so that it wouldn’t go any farther in. I laid back, feeling it secured against the bed.

Without a word, she straddled me and pushed herself down onto my straining erection. Without thinking, I looked up at her begging. “Please, Bella.. Please untie me.. I have to touch you.” She grinned down at me. “You forget your place, Edward. I’m comfortable now, so I won’t get up for the gag, but..” and she smacked my outer thigh with her hand. I jerked up into her at the surprise of it.

“God, Edward.. That feels so good. I can feel the vibrations of the plug against me.” She said as she began to move above me. The sensation was too much, and I closed my eyes. I couldn’t watch her riding me, I didn’t know how long I would last as it was. She sped up her movements and I pushed my head back into the pillow, trying to control myself.

She leaned forward, her lips next to my ear and said “Let go, Edward. Don’t fight it.”

Bella POV

“Let go, Edward. Don’t fight it.”

His jaw was clenched, and his eyes closed tightly. I knew that he was fighting tooth and nail to hold out. He always controlled himself so tightly so that I reached my orgasm before he did. Tonight I really wanted to witness his total abandon.

I leaned down again, and stroked his face. “I want you to lose control, baby. I want to watch your face.” And then much more sternly. “Cum for me, Edward.” I watched as he made a visible effort to unclench his jaw and he slowly opened his eyes. He watched me as I rode him. I moved my hands up to cup my breasts, looking right into his face. I moved my hips faster, harder against him. I could feel my own orgasm coming, but I fought against it.

He started to moan, almost rhythmically with my movements. His mouth opened, and he gasped. Then suddenly, he threw his head back into the pillow and dug his heels into the bed. He arched up off the bed, driving into me and cried out. His face was strained, almost as if he were in pain. The force of his orgasm was so strong that he shuddered violently beneath me before falling back onto the bed. He was panting, and gasping – tears streaming down his face. It was almost as if the physical and emotional climaxes were too much for him.

Gently, I climbed off of him, and rolled him to his side. I removed the plug slowly and felt him shudder again. Then I removed the restraints from his wrists, and he pulled me into his lap. He buried his face into my neck as he tried to calm himself. I stroked his face, his hair, soothing him. I kissed his neck, his jaw, and the finally his lips ever so softly. I put my forehead against his, and he stroked my face. “I love you so much”, he said earnestly. “That was..” he began. “My God, there are no words for what that was..”

“Mmmmm.. Edward?” I asked shyly, not looking into his eyes.

“Yes, my beautiful Bella?” he asked, kissing my neck.

“Can it be my turn next weekend?”

There are a lot of stories about a dominant Edward, but very few on a submissive one.