Fifty Shades

Chapter Twenty

Her entire world was black from the blindfold over her eyes. He had her hands bound up to the bed posts in his playroom as she struggled to control her breathing. She had been stuck like this for over an hour, completely bare for him.

As soon as he arrived at her apartment, he dragged her off to La Push where he instantly sent her to his playroom.

When he referred to punishment as pleasurable torture, he wasn't kidding. He had robbed her of sight, bound her to the bed then just ran his thumb very slowly around her slit and her clit. The lack of sight had heightened the tension he had been building with her. It was beyond teasing! It was pure torture.

She whimpered aloud and he slapped her thigh roughly, growling at her.

"You shouldn't have been touching yourself without permission, kitten." Tears leaked down her face from the ball of pressure in her gut, a result of his punishment. She knew she wasn't supposed to talk, that she risked another spanking, but she took the risk.

"I'm sorry, Master." He hummed in approval before he removed his hand from her tempting center.

"You better be." He stood up, which she only felt the shift of the bed and he strolled around the bed toward her head, while simultaneously undoing his pants. She wasn't the only one being tortured here. He had been dealing with a throbbing erection that whole time and it took all of his self-control to hold out from fucking her. "Do you know what you did wrong?" He asked with that dominating voice that always sent jolts through her lady bits. Her thighs tensed in response.

"I touched myself without permission." A soft moan slipped from her supple lips as he grabbed a condom off the table beside the bed before opening a drawer, pulling out a toy he had just purchased to surprise her. He got a full-sized, ultra-powerful wand vibrator just for her. He had been wanting to see how she would react to it and he was planning on doing it now.

He got rid of his pants, put the condom on, hooked up the wand, then crawled up the bed between her legs, bending over his Sub.

"It seems you need to learn some self-control or maybe I just need to keep you tied up all the time." He could see from the way her face tensed that this idea made her wet. "Perhaps, I just have to keep you so sated that there is never a need for you to touch yourself." Her legs twitched and she took in a deep, ragged breath in response to his tease. Her chest arched slightly, and he chuckled. "It looks like you like that idea." She slowly nodded and he smirked, stroking along her jaw. "That's my girl." She smiled from what had become his catchphrase. It was like he was trying to remind himself that she had devoted herself to him and that he was her Dom again. "You showed tremendous self-control during your punishment. I think that I should reward you for that with a special gift I got just for you. I know you are going to love it." He whispered the tease seductively in her ear, earning him a soft, sweet moan. "Don't worry about holding in your moans or forcing in your release. You've earned this ten times over, my love." He pressed a passionate kiss to her mouth before roughly pushing the wand onto her clit, flipping the switch on full blast.

The vibrations of the wand shook the whole bed. She arched as the highest level of pleasure she had ever experienced consumed her, sending a thrilling screaming from her lips.

"Yeah, that's my girl. Let it all out." She panted like crazy as her legs shook, her gut tightening more and more.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She cried out then squealed for him. "Oh, my God! I'm gonna cum!" Her voice squeaked then her orgasm hit, a bucket of her juices spraying out of her across his abs. He purred with satisfaction at the sight before ripping the silver condom package before slipping it on.

"That's right. Looks like you love your new toy." She moaned as he pulled the wand away, slipping himself into her. She cried out from the tease of him moving into her still convulsing walls. She shook from the pleasure and he pressed the wand back to her clit on a much lower setting, still a strong vibration. "That's my good girl. You love me fucking you, don't you? You want it bad? I know you do." She cried out and nodded.

"I want you, Master. Take me as you wish." He growled in arousal at her demand and threw the wand to the floor, pounding away at her.

"Take you as I wish? That's some bold words, my pet. You have no idea how I wish to fuck you. I would want to take you to a high-end restaurant and have hundreds of strangers watch me fuck your brains out, bent over a table." Her gut coiled at his words and she arched, screaming out. "Oh, someone likes that. The idea of a bunch of people watching me make you mine. Seems my girl is a kinky little thing." He slammed his length into her again and again before grabbed her neck in his hand, turning her face away from him, and he roughly bit her neck. "You are mine. No one else will ever have you like me, my Bella." He whispered before he grunted, spilling his load into the condom. The both of them relaxed from the end of their scene before he slowly pulled out of her, sitting up. He removed her blindfold and their eyes locked, smirks across their mouths.

"Wow." She quietly spoke and he chuckled.

"Did you learn your lesson?" She nodded vigorously as he untied her wrists. He noticed the reddening of her skin there and frowned. He reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out a tube of ointment. He rubbed some on her wrists while helping her sit up. She let out a soft moan as she slowly moved to the edge of the bed. He slowly lifted her into his arms and carried her to their room where he drew them a bath. He hooked up his phone to the stereo he had in the bathroom before he turned to the bathtub where she was relaxing, her hair on top of her head. He looked at her with dazed eyes as she crossed her legs under the bubbles, flushing at him.

"Are you just going to stand there and gawk?" She teased him and he smirked at her.

"Yes." His voice remained even as she huffed.

"Too bad." He turned on a sensual song on his phone before moving over to her, firmly massaging her shoulders. She let out a soft moan as he worked at her tense muscles. Her eyes drifted shut as she enjoyed the way he was caring for her. He bent his head down and placed a soft kiss on her neck.

"I love you." He whispered in her ear for the first time since he first confessed his feelings for her.

"Jacob," she softly moaned his name then his mouth crashed against hers. His tongue tangoed with hers in the torrid kiss as his hand glided down her body before disappearing between her legs. She mewled as he teased her clit and kept his lips locked with hers. She whimpered and moaned as he worked her sweet spot.

She was in rapture from how he knew just how to touch her. She was approaching her orgasm faster than normal.

Without removing his hand from her or his lips from hers, he slipped into the bath with her, moving his body between her legs. Pinning her arms behind her head, he slammed himself into her tensing peach. She released the kiss and gasped aloud in surprise.

"Don't worry. I'll stop before I cum, babygirl." She arched towards him as she let out a loud moan. "Don't hold any of it in." He whispered before pulling her body flush against him, forcing her hands to his jaw. She moved her hands to his hair and grasped his strands before kissing him again.

"Jacob, show me how much you love me." She demanded before kissing him again. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back before kissing along her sweet neck.

"I'll show you as much as I need to, Bells." He growled to her before biting at her flesh.

She let out a loud whimper as she rocked herself against him, praying for it to never end.

Jacob sat casually in the living room, scanning through his emails, as Bella and the doctor came out of his office. He put his phone down and slowly stood up as Bella gave Carlisle a hug.

"It's been a long time, Bella. It was good to see you, dear. Don't be such a stranger, alright?" He said which left Jacob stumped.

"Sure thing, Carlisle. Say hi to Esme for me." She snickered as Jacob moved to stand next to her.

"Be good to her, Jacob. She's a special young lady." Carlisle tipped his fedora at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Flattery gets you nowhere, Carlisle. Be careful." She said before he turned and left. Jacob pulled her into his arms as he looked at her skeptically. "What?" She inquired concerned.

"What was that?" She felt like rolling her eyes at him for his distrust of any males around her, but she knew that would get a bad reaction from him.

"Do you remember how I told you about my ex that turned out to be gay?" She asked and he nodded. "Carlisle is his father. Carlisle has been my doctor since I moved back to Washington." She explained and he relaxed before caressing her soft jaw, meeting her soft, caring eyes.

"What a small world this is. Carlisle is also Emmett's brother." He explained and she looked to him confused.

"Emmett? Who's that?" She asked curiously and he chuckled in amusement.

"Rose's husband." She frowned at the mention of that vile woman. She had still never met her, but she didn't care to either. That woman belonged behind bars for what she did to Jacob. She had a growing suspicious of her. She had a working theory about that woman. She had recalled what Jacob said about that accident that had killed Jalen Hale. That truck had come straight from Rose. A seasoned mechanic would've noticed there was something wrong with the wheel. She was worried that it was possible that Rose rigged that truck to fall apart on Jacob.

She felt so full of rage whenever she thought of that witch. Jacob could've easily been the one who was killed in that accident.

"Oh." She said before she walked over to the kitchen. She needed to escape that conversation before he started to talk about Rose and Emmett more.

She grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and twisted off the cap before taking a small sip of water.

"So, what did the doctor say?" Jacob asked as he strolled into the kitchen and smirked at Bella.

"Oh, that I have to reframe from all sexual activity for six weeks." She said straight-faced and his face dropped.

"What?" She snickered before strolling over to him, giving him a sweet kiss.

"I'm kidding. Forty-eight hours for the depo-shot to be working. You should've seen your face." She laughed as he scowled at her.

"That's not funny."

"Oh, yes, it was. You looked like I took your candy away." He cackled before kissing her.

"Just a bit. You're irresistible."

"If you say so. We'll see how irresistible I am after you see me battling the flu." He grinned before kissing her lovingly.

"You'll still be adorable. Just, you know, from a distance." She shoved his shoulder playfully as he laughed.

"You're horrible."

Bella drove herself back to the apartment Sunday evening and jumped out of the car with a bit of a pep in her step. She whistled to herself until she saw a dark figure standing by her door which stopped her in her tracks.

"Rachel?" The heartless witch who birthed the man she loved smirked at her.

"Evening, Bella. I've been waiting for you for quite some time." Bella was incredibly nervous as she stood in front of her.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting any company." Rachel slowly nodded.

"Returning from a weekend in La Push, I presume?" Bella glanced over to her car before slowly nodding.

"Yes, actually." Rachel slowly nodded towards the door impatiently. "Oh, sorry. You just caught me off guard." Bella took out her keys and unlocked the front door. "Come on in." As always, the apartment was spotless, but she noticed that Angela had framed her ultrasound picture and put it on the bookcase by the door. Rachel immediately picked it up before looking at it.

"Wow, is this…." Rachel motioned to Bella's stomach and she gasped before quickly shaking her head.

"No, no. That's my roommate's ultrasound. She just found out that she's expecting and she's pretty excited about it." Rachel slowly nodded before setting down the frame, stepping more into the apartment. "Um, are you thirsty? I have some cold bottles of water in the fridge." She asked nervously and Rachel slowly shook her head.

"No, but if you need some nourishment, don't mind me." Bella slowly nodded and slipped into the kitchen before pulling her phone into her trembling hands.

9-1-1! Your mother is in my fucking living room!

She sent the text to Jacob and waited a minute for his response, her heart hammering out of her chest the whole time.

Um, okay? Not sure how that warrants 9-1-1?

You don't get it! Rachel is in my fucking living room! She was standing outside my front door when I got here!

WHAT?!

Exactly my response. Now do you get the 9-1-1? I have no idea what she is doing here! How the hell did she even find out where I live?!

How should I know? Just tell her to go away. Problem solved.

Jacob, I can't do that! I already let her inside! Don't you have some advice on how to deal with that woman without pulling my hair out?

Earplugs?

Bella groaned and slipped her phone in her back pocket before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, slipping into the living room.

"I'm a bit surprised you don't have at least one picture of you and my son hanging up somewhere." Rachel turned to her with an all-knowing look on her face. "So, tell me, Bella. Are you embarrassed of your status as his Submissive?" The bottle of water fell for her hand at the shocking things Rachel had said.

"Ex-excuse me?" Rachel snickered before slipping the glasses off her head, setting them on the coffee table.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did I stutter? Was my voice too quiet? Are you embarrassed of your position as my son's Sub? There is no room for inhabitations in BDSM, sweetie." Bella had gone into shock from the things Rachel had said.

Mary, Jesus, and Joseph! She knows! She knows about Jake being a Dom! Bella thought of texting Jake again, but from the look on Rachel's face, she figured it was a bad idea.

"Or maybe I just surprised you by asking so bluntly?" She said and Bella slowly nodded, taking a deep breath.

"How long have you known?" She finally spoke and Rachel smirked darkly.

"From the moment I walked into my parents house and saw the two of you together. I thought it was quite strange that the first girl any of us met that my son was with happened when he was twenty-nine. Then, I saw you together and it made so much sense. I always saw so much of his father in him and now I understand why. Like father like son." Bella watched Rachel with confusion.

"His father?" Rachel slowly nodded. "I thought Paul was his father?" Rachel laughed aloud while clutching her stomach.

"Don't make me laugh. I love Paul dearly, but that man doesn't have a single commanding bone in his body. Jacob didn't get it from me. Why the hell would you think he could've gotten it from Paul?"

"But Jake said that's who his father was?" She pressed.

"I'm not about to let that boy know who truly sired him. Telling him his father was Paul was the best way to satisfy his thirst for information. How do you think he would react if he found out that he was predispositioned to be exactly the way he is?" Bella rolled her eyes, overwhelmed by the things Rachel was saying. "I know you think I'm a heartless bitch, but I'm not." Bella huffed at that.

"Yeah, sure. You make comments towards him like 'traffic is killer' and you are sure to win the Mother of the Year Award." Bella sarcastically threw her daggers at Rachel who was unmoved.

"Do I make sure my son thinks I despise him? Yes, I do. Where do you think he got his ability to always think on his feet? He got that from me, Swan. I don't hate Jacob. Quite the contrary. I love my son. I'd love nothing more than to see him happy with his life, married with children and a smile always plastered on his face. You have no idea how hard it is to never show positive emotions to your only child, never being able to tell him how proud you truly are of him, never being able to hug him or kiss away his tears when he hurts himself or has his heartbroken. Do you have even an inkling of an idea what that is like? Do you know how heartbreaking it is to never be able to tell your son how much you love him and how you never wanted to hurt him?" Bella watched as tears filled Rachel's eyes, a emotional gulp moving up and down her throat, before she looked out the window at the rain.

"Why do you then? Why do you treat him the way you do?"

"I have to force him to not want to be near me one way or another. Being a major bitch is the best way. It's the only way to protect him in case his father ever finds out about him. Trust me. You don't want to see the man Jacob would become if his father was involved in his life. You wouldn't recognized the sadist that would be brought out of him.

"I once looked at his father the way you look at Jacob. I saw more in him than he saw in himself, than anyone else ever did. At first, it was blissful. He introduced me to a world I had never seen before. He blinded me and opened my eyes simultaneously. He made all the colors of the world brighter and he turned all the darkness in the world to completely black. There was no gray area with him. Only the extremes." Rachel looked to Bella to see her rubbing her bottom lip obsessively. "And I can see you know exactly what that is like. The colors are brightest before the storm hits. I don't want the storm to hit for you and my son. He's happy with you. I can see you're the only person that can keep him away from the violent storm that lays dormant." Rachel stated before wiping away her tears. "Jacob's father was my first and only Dom much like I can see that Jacob is your first." Bella let out a shocked breath before looking to Rachel.

"What happened? If you loved his father so much, why did you give Jacob up?" Rachel frowned before slipping off her blazer, revealing a gray, silk halter top.

"This is why." She turned around and showed her back to Bella who gasped aloud. There were long, thick scars down Rachel's back from her shoulders down past her waist where the shirt cut it off. There were hundreds of scars covering her back.

"Oh, my god." Tears filled Bella's eyes as she looked at the marks. "Jacob's father did that to you?" Rachel nodded before she turned to Bella.

"He broke my hardest limit, drawing blood. He got anger because one of his friends made eyes at me. He blamed me. He tied me down to his bed face down and beat for over an hour with a homemade flogger with tacks on the leather and he did it while I was pregnant with Jacob. I was going to tell him that he was going to be a father until he did that. After that, I knew I could never trust him again and I was worried about my baby. I thought, if he could do that to me, what harm would he do to my child? I hid away from him for the rest of my pregnancy and I went to the hospital and gave birth to my baby boy. I couldn't even let myself look at Jacob. I gave him up for adoption to protect him from his father. I cried for thirty-six hours after the nurses took him away. I never wanted to give away my baby. I wanted to watch him grow and know that I gave him a good life. Because of his father."

Bella gnawed at her fingernails as she paced around her apartment, anxiety filling her. Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking. Tears were filling her eyes as she thought of everything Rachel had told her.

"Bella!" She turned to the door as it was thrown open and there was Jacob, looking panicked. She had called him crying her eyes out, unable to make a coherent word, and he raced to her. "Bella, god!" She ran to him and he took her in his arms as she clung to him, crying into his chest.

"Jake, thank god you're here." He sighed into her hair as he held her close.

"Baby, what did she do? Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" He was panicked and she vigorously shook her head.

"No, Rachel didn't do anything, I swear." She cried to him as he pulled back, cupping her face in his hands.

"Bells, look at you." He wiped away her tears before she pulled him down to her level, kissing him passionately. "Why didn't you just send her away when I told you to? This is what she does. She hurts people on purpose." She shook her head quickly.

"No, she didn't do anything wrong. She wasn't mean or cruel or anything. She said a lot of things and it all makes sense now. Everything does and…." She sobbed as he rubbed the hair out of her face, watching her feature.

"But, baby, you're crying." He pressed and she nodded.

"Because of the things she explained to me. She already knew about me being your Sub and you being a Dom. No one told her. She just knew from seeing us together." He looked at her baffled, eyes wide.

"What? Are you sure? You didn't say something that could've told her that?" She shook her head rapidly.

"No! She knew from just watching me and you together because she was a Sub." His shock was merciless. She thought that maybe she shouldn't tell him about his father, but then she realized that was crazy. He deserved to know. "She said your father was her Dom." She explained and his eyes showed an intense emotional pain.

"What? Are you sure?" She nodded with tears in her eyes.

"She was certain. She knows exactly who he is. I think she knew I would tell you because she wouldn't say his name, but she said that he was the reason she gave you away, to protect you from him." He held her tight in his arms and sighed.

"It's okay, Bells. Just forget about her and all of that." She shook her head before cupping his face in her hands.

"I can't, Jake. I can't just forget because she told me so many things that just made everything click because I'm not that different from her. Before I hated the idea of being anything like her, but I get it now. I thought I was doing to right thing for us by holding it all in because I don't want to lose you, but now I know how wrong that is, Jake." He looked at her surprised and uncertain.

"Holding what in?" He asked as fresh tears filled her eyes.

"When you pulled me out of the pool and you told me that you loved me, I said it back to you, but I let you think I said it because there were so many people around us, but that's not true. I feel the same as you, Jake. I'm so impossibly, irreversibly in love with you. I love you so much, Jacob Black." She kissed him passionately and pulled her close to him, burying his hands in her hair.

"Bells, I'm never leaving you." He declared before kissing her again. "I love you, too, baby." She whimpered when he said that and pulled him closer to her, meshing her lips with his. "You're everything to me." He whispered huskily before pinning her body against the wall, forcing his jacket off his shoulders. She pushed it down the rest of the way before pulling him back against her, his mouth gliding across her jaw with fluid passion, lifting her up by her legs, throwing her legs around his waist.