Sunday, April 17, 2011

CBWR? Chapter 15

And now for something completely different - a feeling that comes from somewhere north of Flawedward's groin...

As advertised.

Chapter 15

When my eyes stopped rolling into the back of my head, I pulled her back up onto my chest and wrapped my arms around her back. My fingers touched her hair, and I ran my hand over it – slowly stroking from the top of her head nearly down to her waist, where her hair stopped. I took a bunch of deep breaths, which was a little difficult with her lying on top of me, but I didn't mind. After a few minutes, I felt Bella's body slack a little, and realized she had fallen asleep. I stopped stroking her hair and just looked down at her for a while, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on in my head.

This was not how I had envisioned any of this.

I wasn't sure if envisioned was really even the right word. Fantasized was probably more accurate as a description, since the only thing I had really thought about was how many pieces of furniture I might bend my slave over to fuck her from behind. There might have been a bit of a vision involved, but that was mostly the sight of a rounded ass in my mind, and I wasn't so sure that counted.

I felt sick to my stomach.

I bought a slave to suck my cock, and now that she had, I didn't feel sated or relaxed or whatever it was I thought I was going to feel. Instead, I felt like a total shit. This was not what I expected. The lines between fantasy and reality were not quite as blurred as I thought they would be. In my head, the faceless slave had been all into it – giving me exactly what I wanted because ultimately, she wanted it, too. I thought reality would fit my fantasy, but it just didn't. I couldn't pretend this was a willing participant in my game here, and if I thought too much about how she might have gone from whatever she was before, to willingly gagging herself in order to please her new master, I was going to go ballistic.

I obviously wasn't going to be able to sleep, so I wrapped my arms around Bella and rolled us both to our sides, disentangled her arms from my shoulders and lying her down on the mattress so I could go smoke a cigarette. I pulled my lounge pants back on and headed for the foyer. When I pulled my pack out of my jacket pocket, I found the sealed white envelope Aro had given me when I bought her. I took them both with me and went to sit on the balcony.

I lit up and then tore open the envelope. Inside was a single piece of paper with just the name Isabella typed neatly at the top, her birth date and some general height and weight information. Isabella. Bella. Huh. There was also some of the other information we had discussed – what to do if I decided I wasn't happy with my purchase, restocking fees equating to half of what I paid for her, and that she would essentially become "repossessed" if anything ever happened to me. There was also some reference to transfer of ownership documentation I'd have to send him if I sold her to someone else.

I wondered if there was an online website where I could fill out the warranty information in case there was a recall.

I definitely felt sick to my stomach.

Other than her first name and birthday, there wasn't any personal information about her at all. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, especially since Aro had made it perfectly clear I wasn't to ask about her past at all, but I think I still expected a little more. Had she finished high school? Where was she from? Her accent was typical northern United States, but that could be almost anywhere from Washington to Pennsylvania. I stuck the paper back in the envelope and stubbed out my smoke, and then lit another one. I tried to clear my head as I polluted my lungs, striving to understand why those two acts went so well together. Once the second one burned to the filter, I tossed the butt into the ashtray, dropped my elbows to my knees and leaned over to place my forehead on my crossed arms.

She'd done it. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked me off. Swallowed every fucking drop.

As advertised.

The summer breeze felt good on my skin, but I was wondering if Bella was okay in my bed alone. I didn't want her waking up all disoriented or anything, did I? I stood up and went back inside. I hit the bathroom, crawled back into bed, and propped myself up on one elbow to watch Bella sleep.

She was truly beautiful. Maybe she was not stunning in some people's eyes, but she had more of what I guess would be called quiet beauty – subtle, and in my opinion, better. I pushed some hair off her forehead, and her eyes tightened up a bit before relaxing again. As the minutes went, by I continued to watch her breathe evenly. Sometime later, her eyes started to move in REM sleep, and a couple minutes after that she started to talk.

"Please…no…" Her voice was just barely a whisper – choked and hoarse sounding. "I'll be good…I promise…please…I won't cry…won't cry…"

If I hadn't felt sick before, I certainly did after that.

Her face scrunched up like she was in pain, and she kept repeating those same words over and over again until I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached over and wrapped my arms back around her, holding her against my body as her eyes tightened once again before opening wide and panicked.

She blinked a few times, and I could see relief wash over her face for a second, replaced quickly with shock and horror. Just as quickly, her eyes closed, and when they opened again, she had switched back to her complacent and docile norm. I didn't have to be a mind reader to understand what had just gone through her head.

Thank God, it was only a dream.

It wasn't a dream.

Back to slave mode.

Fuck this.

This is not what I wanted.

It's not too late to fix it, right?

Chapter End Notes:

I dunno, Doofusward. You're in pretty deep as it is. Do you think he may have *gasp* found a clue? Will he get a Scooby Snack?

Not sure if I'll update tomorrow or not - I need to work on UC and it will depend on how that goes. If not tomorrow, definitely Wednesday.

I won the bingo game! Go me!


  1. can't believe he didn't understand what he was getting into. doesn't even seem like he fully owns her. that she could be repossessed if he died or something happened to him - this is a major problem. wonder what he thinks he can do to "fix this"

  2. I am glad he felt like shit and sees her as a person. Now what will he do with the epiphany?

  3. yeah it's about time you woke the F up about this crap edward. She is a person not an object did you really think that anyone who is bought and paid for is willing to do this stuff.. you are a dreamer if you do think that. and how are you going to fix it, it is already done.

  4. I am glad he felt like shit and sees her as a person. Now what will he do with the epiphany?

  5. And the reality of it all finally sets in. Wonder what would happen if they decide to marry. Would the contract become void?

  6. Well this chapter sure pulled at my heart strings!

  7. Does he even have it in him to try to fix this? 

  8. UGH.. Too late to fix it.. Yeah, until he's in love with her it is.. lol And even then, will he ever be able to fix what she's been through, the fact  that he bought her to start with! sigh..

    WTG on the bingo.. 


  9. hot damn!
    so he felt like shit (6)
    now how to fix it will be interesting 

  10. Edward is not necessarily having buyers remorse...but his conscience is sure kicking him in the ass. Edward is wondering what exactly has he done? Well as far as I am concerned this may be exactly what he needs.

  11. Poor Bella, off to bed now, night night