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Chapter 6: The punishment

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Chapter 7: The punishment

When we got home I sent little Bell straight upstairs to wait for me so I could have a few minutes to collect myself. I had to show her that I could step up and punish her when she needed it, but I also couldn't do it out of anger. She pushed my buttons but I wasn't angry with her, I was angry with myself. It was my job to teach her to follow my rules and I failed to do that. I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and went to go find my girl.

"Isabella come here please." I asked. She didn't move though, she just stood still with her thumb in her mouth, staring at the carpet. "Isabella come here." I said more forcibly this time. She slowly made her way across the room to stand in front of me.

"Did you use the bathroom?" A silent nod of her head was her only response.

"Good girl." Her lips curved into a slight smile at my praise but dropped when I put my hands on her hips holding her in place.  

"Before anything else I would like to apologize to you. I should have corrected your behaviour before now, but I ignored it and for that I am sorry."

"Do you understand why you're being punished?" I couldn't get started until she did.

She nodded her head then answered. " I didn't follow the rules on my list. I'm sorry daddy. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be naughty. Please don't make me go back, I like it here with you, I'll be better."

I gently placed my finger under her chin tilting it upwards so that I was looking into her tear filled eyes. "You will never go back to living at the Volturi's Isabella, ever." I said firmly. "And I am not ever going to send you away. Do you understand?"

"Yes daddy." She replied nodding her head.

"Good. Now come lay across my lap." I commanded gently, positioning her across my lap so that her upper body lay across the bed.

"Have you ever been spanked before?" I asked as I slowly pushed her dress up to her waist, giving me a nice view of her white lace panties.

"No." she replied in a quiet, meek voice. "Is...Is a spanking gunna hurt?"

"Yeah baby it is, it's supposed to."  My answer made her more nervous and a little whimpering sound passed through her lips, so I started to stroke her hair softly to comfort her.

(A/N I know this pic is naughtier than the actual scene but I couldn't get over how much that girl looks like Kristen, so I used it.)

"I'm going to give you five warm up smacks and then you will get fifteen swats with my hand. Are you ready?"

"No daddy, nooo..." She whined. I laughed and placed five quick light warm ups to her pantie covered bottom, eliciting a squeal.

I pulled her panties down and gently massaged her skin before landing the first swat on her cheek, followed immediately by the second. Isabella gasped at the sting as her hands instinctively went to cover herself.  I gathered both of her wrists in one of my hands and held them against her back to prevent her getting in my way.

"No, don't cover yourself Isabella."

"But owwie daddy." She whimpered.

Ignoring her protests, I gripped her wrists a little tighter so that she couldn't wriggle them free.

"You've whined and thrown a number of tantrums." SMACK, SMACK.

"No daddy it hurrrts." She protested again, trying to wriggle free. I trapped her legs between mine and continued.

"You lied to me, more than once." I said calmly, delivering the next two swats.

"Owww daddy, no!" She cried.

"You were rude to Carlisle and Esme." SMACK, SMACK. The tears started and although I knew they were coming, it didn't make it any easier to see and hear her crying.

"And you broke a plate." I continued trying to keep my resolve.

"Owie." She sobbed.

"Last five baby." I said wishing this to be over already. I brought my hand down four times in quick succession over her pink and heated skin.  I then brought my hand down slightly harder than before for the final swat, hoping it would serve as a good reminder for her to follow her rules.

Little bell was now crying and sniffling into the comforter that was laid on the bed, seemingly unaware I had finished.

"Come here baby." I said softly, but she just squeezed her eyes shut and put her thumb into her mouth as she continued to cry.

"Isabella come here baby, it's okay."

She slowly lifted herself up and tentatively crawled into my arms. I shifted my position and leaned right back against the headboard. That way she could lay over me without having to put pressure on her sore bottom. I reached down to pull her panties back up, making her flinch slightly as they first grazed over her flesh.

"Owie daddy." She hiccupped between her heartbreaking sobs.

"I know baby. Shhh, it's over now. Your okay sweet girl." I said kissing the top of her head before she buried it in my neck.

After a few minutes her sobs slowed and turned to hiccups and sniffles. She still had her thumb in her mouth and her other hand reached out to touch her bottom.

"No Isabella, no rubbing it out just yet." I had to force myself not to let her rub the sting out. She was hurting and upset and that made me want to shed my own tears, but I wanted her to remember this spanking as clearly as possible.

"But daddy it hurts." She sniffed.

"I know angel. Here have a drink." I said grabbing the bottle of water from the side and bringing it to her mouth.

When she'd had enough she put her head back into the crook of my neck and her thumb back into her mouth. The long day and all of her crying seemed to have taken its toll.

"Baby lift up and lay on the bed for a minute, while I get the cream." I said, needing to take care of her before she had a nap. She got up and I went to grab the Aloe Vera cream to sooth her skin. She didn't need the Arnica cream as the redness was already starting to fade and my smacks had not been too hard. Bella's skin was certainly not going to bruise.

I returned just in time to see her hand sliding down towards her pink cheeks.

"Ah, Ah don't even think about it." She pouted but took her hand away.

I gave her snot and tear filled face a wipe with a warm washcloth then pulled her panties back down. She flinched again when I first started rubbing the cream in but soon relaxed when the aloe started to cool her skin. By the time I'd finished she'd fallen asleep.

I wanted to lay down with her but I needed to speak to Emmett and with Bella asleep, now was the best time. I sent Emmett a quick text asking him if now was a good time for him to come over.  

Emmett text back telling me he'd left mom and dads right after us so he'd be right over.

Ten minutes later he came stomping through the door, folders in hand.

"Hey Em."

"Hey man, how's things with little Bell?"

"Er... as good as can be expected. She's asleep, she was exhausted."

"Well no offence man, but you don't look much better."

"Thanks." I replied sarcastically. "Please tell me you have something for me?"

"I've got you copies of some surveillance photos; one of them might be this James guy. These guys hardly ever leave the grounds and they're careful when they do." I took the folder and flicked through the pictures. As expected I didn't recognise anyone, none of these people had been at the auction.

"I can't identify any of these people, I'll have to show them to Bella." I said unsure how well that would go.

"Emmett besides these pictures there's nothing new here." I sighed exasperated. I wanted these guys locked up, and soon.

"I know. Were struggling to find out anything new. Aro and Caius are the only ones we have surnames for. The property and it's surrounding land has walls, gates and fences all the way a round making it difficult to see what goes on inside."

"What about Bella's life before she was given away to those scumbags?"

"We've looked into Bella's family. Her mother Renee moved here with her new husband Phil Dwyer when Bella was 1 years old.  Renee's records were fine until a few months after Bella was born, when she no longer had a listed address or place of employment. Phil's records were clean as well, too clean. After Renee died Phil Dwyer disappeared, and we haven't been able to trace him since. There's also no record of her biological father but I'm going to look into that. If we can find him, he could be a lot of help."

"Are you going to be having a session with her today?" Emmett asked.

"I don't know yet, I'm not sure she'll be up to it. I've got some more names for you though, let me just grab my notes." I said walking over to the side table and taking my notepad out of the drawer.

"There's a woman named Leah who works in the kitchen. Bell said she was made to eat her food, even when she didn't like it." I chuckled remembering the conversation. "She also told me her friend Bree ran away. I don't know what happened to her but she didn't go back into the Volturi house while Bella was there."

"So you don't know if she was found?" I shook my head no in response.

"I can check recent missing persons but I'll need a description of the girl."

"I'll get you one."

"Why did this kid run away and how did she get away?"

"I'm not sure how she managed to get away, if she got very far that is. I didn't want to push Bella too much and I'm not sure she'll even know the answer to that. However I did ask her why Bree ran away. She said Caius told her it was because Bree was stupid, but Bella said that was only because she didn't no the rules, that she hadn't lived there before. I'm thinking she was fairly new to the house at an older age. I then asked why Bree would want to run away. Bella didn't seem sure but she mentioned it might be because of a Dr Demetri."

"Dr Demetri?"

"Yeah, he took a look at Bree and apparently told her ‘she was naughty and no daddy's would want her anymore'. I think that meant her hymen, some still see it as a sign of virginity.

"Are you saying she was deemed unsuitable for auction because her hymen was already broken?"

I nodded. "I think so. And that's not all."

Emmett was looking at me waiting for me to continue but I broke eye contact before answering, not wanting to see my own anger reflected in his eyes.

"He touched her."

"What?"

"Isabella. He touched her. He tells the girls he has to make sure they can get wet, or they won't be wanted. She got upset that she was able to get wet for him, she thought she should only be able to get wet for me."  I said the last part so quiet that I was surprised he heard me.

Emmett cursed and pacing the floor mumbling to himself with his hands balled into fists at his sides. Eventually he stopped and plopped himself down into an armchair.  He was quiet for what seemed like hours before he calmly spoke. "Well I guess that explains why she doesn't like doctors."

"That and she hates needles and their office always smells funny." I said grinning as I quoted her adorable thoughts. Emmett just smiled back and shook his head before getting serious again.

"Edward, I know this is all moving slowly and it seems like were not getting anywhere, but we have to keep this investigation quiet. If the Volturi's find out we're onto them we might never catch them."

"I know Em I do, it's just frustrating." He gave me a tight-lipped smile in understanding.

"Anything else I need to know?" he asked standing up and grabbing his folder.

"Aro, I don't think he knows what that doctor does. Bella said they were told not to tell." I wasn't sure that information would help the investigation but I wanted him to know.

"Alright, I'll call you if I hear anything. You're doing good bro."

I closed the door behind him and went straight up to the bedroom. Bella was still laid out on the bed on her stomach, almost the exact position I had left her in. I set my alarm for 30 minutes from now and climbed into bed, gently rested my hand on Bella's back. I was exhausted but I had been downstairs with Emmett for just over an hour and I wanted to make sure Bell didn't sleep for too long. A 30-minute nap would have to do.

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The minute my head hit the pillow I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I had the feeling someone was staring at me. I opened my eyes to find Bella inches from my face, thumb in mouth.

"Hey angel." I said leaning forward slightly to kiss her forehead. "Did you have a good sleep?" She nodded not removing her thumb to answer me. She looked incredibly sad and cautious.  

"What's the matter beautiful?"

"My bottom's hurting." She replied with a pout.

"It will for a little while."  A small frown on her adorable face appeared and she seemed to be contemplating something. I stayed quiet, leaving her to sort through her thoughts and feelings.

"Daddy?" She eventually murmured.

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry I was bad." I lifted my hand and smoothed the hair off of her face, tucking it behind her ear.

"Your forgiven baby. You're not bad; you just sometimes need help to remember the rules. You've been punished and that's the end of it, okay?"

"‘Kay. Don't like spankings though." She mumbled.

"Your not supposed to." She stayed quiet again for a few minutes while I stroked her hair.

"Daddy?"

"Mmm?"

"Cuddles?"

I smiled; relieved she didn't seem to hate me. "Come here." I wrapped my arm around her and she tucked her head into my neck.

We laid there for a while before I decided we really had to get up or we wouldn't get anything done before dinner. It took me a bit to get little bell up, when she did she clung to my neck and I had to carry her down the stairs.

I sat down on the couch leaving Bella in my lap with her arms still firmly around my neck. "Baby I'm not going anywhere." I said unsure of why she was so clingy. Her only response was to squeeze me tighter.

"Can you tell me what's wrong princess?" She quickly shook her head.

"Isabella look at me please." I stayed quiet until she slowly sat up but kept her eyes downcast.

"Tell me." She squirmed in my lap, her eyes focused of her hands.

"You still love me?" She asked so quietly I almost didn't hear her.

I placed my finger under her chin, gently lifting it so she could look me in the eye.

"I do."  More than I probably should.

"You still want me? I not have to go live with James?"

It took me a second to register what she had said. She thought I didn't want her so I would give her to James?

"I want you; I will always want you sweetheart. I'm not going to give you to anybody Isabella, why would you think that?"

"Cos' he said."

"Who said? James?"

"Mhmm, he said I would be bad and you wouldn't want me anymore so then I'd be his."

I was trying not to show my anger at what she said. I didn't want her to think I was angry with her so I tried to stay calm.

"I want you to listen to me very carefully, can you do that?" She nodded her head so I continued. "I will never give you away to anybody. James cannot have you. The only reason for you to leave is because you want to. You are my responsibility and mine to take care of until you are capable and decide otherwise. I will punish you when you break the rules and I will correct you when you make a mistake, but you are not bad. Everybody makes mistakes Isabella, even me. You got into trouble because you were acting out, breaking the rules and being bratty, it was dealt with and we move on. It doesn't mean I don't want you here with me anymore. I like taking care of you sweet girl, I always will." A big grin spread across her face and she leant down hugging me tightly. I knew her insecurities would likely return at some point but I would show her I meant what I said. Unless she wanted to Leave, I wouldn't be letting her go.

"Baby Emmett brought round some pictures of some people from the Volturi house, do you think you could look at them for me?"

"Why?"

"We want you to tell us who the people in the pictures are." She agreed to take a look so I removed her from my lap and went to get them. I handed her one picture at a time keeping an eye on her reactions as she looked at each one. I was ecstatic when little Bell identified a man with long dirty blonde hair as James. Knowing what he looked like would help Em track him down and help me make sure he never came anywhere near Bell. Unfortunately none of the other pictures were of Dr Demetri, they were mostly security staff she didn't know.

"Thank you that was very helpful, you did good baby." I told her when she'd finished looking. I was proud of how well she did, even when she looked at James, she didn't get too upset like I thought she would.

"I have some more things I want to talk to you about today, is that okay?"

"Can I have juice first?"

"Yes of course." I said grabbing a juice box from the fridge. "You can have a drink whenever you want one baby, you just have to tell me or Mrs cope."

I grabbed my notebook and her drawing paper and got settled next to her on the couch. Normally I would try to avoid physical contact during a session but after her emotional day I decided to sit with her and make it less formal. I hoped it would help her cope better with my questions; I couldn't take seeing her upset again today.

"I want to ask you some questions about your friend Bree, is that alright? It's important."

"I miss her daddy, I want her to come play."

"You said she ran away. How do you know she ran away?"

"She was supposed to help me with my picture but she never did. Then she didn't come to see me at lunch so I asked Uncle Caius and he said she ran away."

"Do you know where she ran to?" I asked not sure she even attempted to run, or whether that was just their story.

"No. Do you think she got taken by a bad man cos' she didn't have her strap on?"

"I'm not sure what happened to her angel.  I'm going to try and find out though. Do you know how old she was?"

"She wasn't as big as me, she was 16." I made a note to ask her about birthdays at the Volturi's some other time. I also took note that her language was better; signally she was more comfortable talking about her friend this time round.

"Has anybody tried to run away before?"  She thought about it for a few seconds then shook her head.

"Lauren went outside to play by herself once. She got in big trouble."

"You said Bree had never lived there before. When did she start to live with you?" I asked. She just shrugged focusing on the picture she was drawing.

"Do you know where she lived before?"

"With her daddy in a place called Italy."  They shipped her in from Italy?

"Why did she come live with you?"

"I don't know daddy. Can we be done now?" She asked getting bored and impatient.

"Soon baby. You need to tell me what Bree looks like first?"

Isabella gave me a description as best she could. Unfortunately a girl with long brunette hair and green eyes wasn't a detailed enough description, many girls have those features. She managed to tell me what Bree had been wearing the day before she supposedly ran away, but it's possible she had changed before disappearing. None of the details were distinctive enough to identify her but it was better than no information at all. When I looked at the clock it was almost time for dinner.  Wanting a relaxing stress free evening I told little bell to pick out a DVD while I went to tell Mrs Cope not to make dinner, that I would instead order some pizza. 

 

A/N There it is, her first punishment from Edward. Did you think he was hard enough on her? Leave me your thoughts and follow me on twitter. See you next chapter :) 

Jessee

Chapter 5: 'Patience is the best remedy for every trouble.'

A/N – I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to update, I had major writers block after my uncle died, but chapter 5 is finally here. I’m still not entirely happy with it but I’m probably just being fussy.

Thank you all for being so patient, I hope this chapter being slightly longer helps make up for it.

I haven’t given it quite the through grammar/punctuation/spelling check I normally do, so I’m sorry if there are a few mistakes.

See you at the end.

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 'Patience is the best remedy for every trouble.' - Titus Maccius Plautus

“Isabella, it’s time to wake up beautiful.” I said, gently stroking the back of my hand down her cheek.

“Mmm but I’m cosy.”

“I know, but you have to get up and get ready. Were going to my parents today for…”

“Noooo daddy I don’t want the needles!” She interrupted, now sitting up with tears running down her cheeks and her arms wrapped round herself protectively.

“Hey, shhh come here and let me finish.” I lifted her up onto my lap to help calm her while I explained. “While you do need the rest of your injections, that’s not what were going over there for today, were just going for lunch.”

“But I don’t wanna go.” She whined, climbing back into bed.

“Well were going. Go get in the bath and I’ll go ask Mrs Cope to make us some breakfast. I’ll be back up in a few minutes to help you with your hair.” I got up off the bed leaving her to go get into the bath I had running for her.

When I walked back into our bedroom Bella was still laid under the comforter pretending to be asleep.

 “Come on please baby, I know your not asleep, we need to be getting ready.” I pleaded walking into the bathroom to turn the water off. I checked it wasn’t too hot and put a fluffy towel on the heated handrail for when she was done, but she still hadn’t come into the bathroom.

“Isabella I will not ask you again, get out of bed and into that bathroom or I will come and get you.”  I was losing my patience and really hoped that when I came back she was in there.

This time she was in no longer in bed when I walked in and I had to stop myself from laughing at the adorable sight in front of me. Isabella was sat naked in the bath with her arms folded across her chest, her lips forming the cutest pout and her ducks just bobbing about in front of her.

I sat at the side of the bath and lent down to kiss her cheek causing a small smile on her lips. “Were only going over there for lunch, they just want to get to know you.” I started to wash her hair gently massaging the shampoo in as I spoke. “Alice will be there.”

“I get to see Alice?” She asked.

“Yes. As well as Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie.” She still didn’t look happy to have to be going, but she did look to be thinking about what I had said, and she wasn’t pouting so much.

“I want you to choose something to wear and come meet me downstairs for breakfast.” I told her as I stood up from the side of the bath and dried my hands on the towel.

“But daddy what do I choose? I’ve never chosen before.” She asked looking slightly panicked.

“Choose something that you like, you can pick whatever you want baby, it’s okay.” I replied smiling reassuringly at her. I left her to finish up in the bathroom while I went to tell Mrs Cope to make us some breakfast. 

She hadn’t chosen her own clothes since she had come home with me and I knew she never had living with the Volturi’s. It was only a small thing but it gave her some indepenance that she had never had before. It introduced her to making decisions, something she wasn’t used to having to do. As a Dom I often chose what my subs wore during our time together, but I never took that right away from them completely. What we wear can help show who we are, and I eventually wanted to be able to take Isabella shopping so she could choose some clothes for herself.

~~~

There was no point eating anything too heavy as I knew mom would make enough food to feed us for a week, so I just had Mrs Cope make us a light breakfast of toast and fruit.

When Little Bell joined me in the kitchen she was wearing a navy blue dress that looked amazing against her pale skin. The dress came down to her knees, and had a small line of sequins across each cup that barley covered her breasts.

“You look beautiful Isabella.” I said kissing her on the forehead, and taking a mental note to buy her lots of dresses in dark blue. “Come sit down and eat your breakfast. While we eat I want to talk to you about last night.” I said once Isabella joined me at the kitchen table.

“About the tingles?”

“Yeah. You don’t know what they were?”

“No but I liked them, Why did it feel like that? Can I have it again, daddy?”

I chuckled. “Not right now. You had an orgasm baby, that’s why it felt good. It’s the same as what I had when you touched me.”

“But that means you pleased me like I pleased you.”

“Yes it does.”

“Oh no! I didn’t mean to be naughty, I’m sorry.” She said putting her head down trying to hold back her forming tears.

“Isabella you were not naughty, you have nothing to be sorry for.” I put my finger under chin lifting it so that she was looking at me.

“But I’m supposed to please you daddy, that’s my job.”

“You do please me baby. I gave you that pleasure because I wanted to and it made me happy to. It was part of me taking care of you.”

“Can I please you now daddy? You need to have an orgasm like I did, your penis is awake. Please daddy, please.” She begged. My penis was definitely awake at hearing her use the word orgasm and when I looked into her eyes she looked so vulnerable. She needed the reassurance so I checked my watch to make sure we had enough time. I didn’t regret my decision to give Bella an orgasm but it had also brought up insecurities and I had to fix that.

I undid my belt and took out my dick for her. Little Bells face lit up with a bright smile before taking on a serious look of concentration causing me to laugh.

“Relax baby, just touch me like you did before.” I said giving her a reassuring smile. Her hand reached out and her fingers lightly grazed the head of my cock before they wrapped around me as best as they would fit.

“Mmm that’s it baby, nice and slowly. Now squeeze a little tighter.” Her little hand tightened round my shaft, just like I asked, creating just the right amount of pressure.

“Fuck baby that feels good. Use your thumb to spread my precum, like I showed you last time angel...Ugh…Good girl.” I said trying to hold on to the little bit of control over myself that I still had so I could guide her. Who knew hand jobs could be so amazing.

“Faster angel, m…move your hand a little faster. Fuck! That’s it just like that.” My heavy eyes were screwed tight and my head fell back as Bella pumped me faster, each stroke causing my balls to tighten more and more. “Oh Isabella keep…keep going baby. Just...a…little…more.” I ground out. I managed to open my eyes just in time to see the fascination and pleasure on Isabella’s face. The coil in my stomach snapped and my eyes to rolled into the back of my head as I came.

Once I could breathe again I slowly opened my eyes to see my angel looking very pleased with herself. “Well someone’s pleased with there work.” I said grinning back at her. “As you should be. Thank you baby.” I said kissing hair.

 “Go wash your hands while I change.” Bella had some of my cum on her hand but most of it landed all over me. I ran upstairs to change throwing on a pair of casual blue jeans, and a plain grey t-shirt with my Ralph Lauren green and brown plaid shirt over the top.

“Get your shoes on and grab your sweater, we’ve got to get going.” I said as I came back downstairs. I was only gone a few minutes but I could see Bells mood had changed and she looked nervous again. “What’s that frown for sweet girl?”

“I don’t want to go.” she whined bringing back pout she wore earlier in the tub.

I sighed. “There’s nothing to worry about, they’re just Carlisle and Esme today, not doctors. I’ll be there with you the entire time, and you’ll get to see Alice and the others.” I said knowing her fears were coming from her association with Carlisle and Esme being as doctors.

“But I don’t want to go, I want to stay with you here.” She continued to whine. I was starting to suspect that the fear she had for my parents as doctors was not the only reason she didn’t want to go. I don’t think anybody ever gave her their full attention before and I suspected that now she had mine, she didn’t want to share It.

“We’ll only be gone for a few hours and I’ll be right there with you. I thought you wanted to see Alice again?”

“But I want her to come here to play!” She almost shouted stomping her foot.

“Isabella that is enough!”  I said firmly but without raising my voice too high. “We are going, end of. Now go get in the car while I lock up.

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We finally set off, but Isabella was sat next to me with a sad looking face that showed a mixture of her nerves at being around my family, and anger at being made to share her time with me.

It would normally be a 15-minute trip, but there had been an accident on the road causing me to take a longer route, turning it into 40-minute drive. I told Isabella how long it would now take us to get there but this just seemed to give her longer to become more and more nervous. After 10 minutes of Isabella’s fidgeting and increasing anxiety I realised I needed to distract her before she got herself too worked up.

“Open your legs.” I commanded, placing my hand on her knee, glad I was driving my automatic Volvo and not my manual V12. 

“Daddy?”

“Sshh, just open them Isabella.” She did as I asked but looked a bit apprehensive.

“Now scoot your bottom further towards the edge of the seat…Good girl.” I slowly slid my hand up her thigh and under her dress, careful not to pull the dress two high up. I slid my hand inside of her panties to find her clitoris, and gently added pressure moving my finger in slow circles. The same way I had done last night. Her breath hitched and she made a small whimpering sound.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked but continued my rhythm.

“N…no daddy I like the tingles.” She answered still unsure.

“Relax into it angel, nobody knows what I’m doing.” Although I wasn’t driving fast it was unlikely that anybody would notice. I started just gently stoking her until I felt her body relax a bit more and then went back to very slowly rubbing in circles. I didn’t want her to cum until we got closer to my parents house, so I continued at my slow pace working her just enough to tease.

After a few minutes little Bell’s hips started to buck into my hand looking for more so I increased my pressure and speed.

“Mmm.” She whimpered.

“Does that feel good baby?”

“Yes oh daddy, I like the tingles.” I increased my speed in response trying to get her closer to her release. Her breath was coming in heavy pants indicating she was close. 

“Uuugh.

“Can you cum for me angel?”

“Ooh daddy.

“That’s it baby.”

“Ohhhhhh!” she shrieked, her body going ridged as she came all over my hand. 

I gathered as much of her juices on my fingers as I could, then I carefully removed my hand from her panties, and brought them up to my mouth sucking them clean. Bella didn’t notice I had just tasted her; she was still laid with her head against the headrest and breathing heavily. She had a very satisfied, peaceful look on her face, making it difficult for me to keep my eyes on the road.

For the rest of the drive Isabella was a lot more relaxed, but once we pulled in to the driveway she started to get nervous again. I quickly took hold of her hand and led her up the path towards the door where my mother was waiting for us.

“Edward, oh my baby I missed you.” She pulled me into a tight hug that was slightly awkward because I still had hold of Isabella’s hand.

“Mom you just saw me a few days ago.” I chuckled.

“Edward I’m your mother I always miss you.” She said finally letting go of me. “Hello Isabella, it’s good to see you again too.” She smiled reassuringly at her. “Come on let’s get off the doorstep. Your fathers running late from work but everyone else is in the entertainment room. ”

~~~

We greeted everyone and settled on the couch until it was time to eat. Emmett tried to teach Bella how to play Xbox, but the lug wasn’t the best of teachers.

“Hey kids.” Carlisle greeted 20 minutes later, leaning on the doorframe. We all gave our usual “Hi dad” response except for little Bell who stiffened when she heard his voice.

“Edward could I speak to you alone for a few minutes?” Carlisle asked.

“Would that be okay baby?” I asked concerned that she would panic.

“Bella why don’t you come upstairs with me and see my old room?” She nodded her head at Alice’s question and then turned to me.

 “I wanna see Ali’s room.”

“Okay.” I smiled. “I’ll come get you when I’m done, I wont be long.” I said following Carlisle out of the room.

“I got her blood results back, she’s fine.”

I sighed in relief; thankful she didn’t have any health problems.

“From the records that Aro gave you she was taking daily vitamin supplements. I don’t think she’ll need to keep taking them, but we can keep an eye on her.” I nodded in acknowledgement. “ What do you want to do about the rest of her shots?”

I sighed. “What shots does she need?”

“She needs her MMR, meningitis and tetanus (Tdap) boosters and the HPV if you want her to have that.”

“Fuck. Four?”

“Yes, and two of them are intramuscular, so she would likely have some post-injection muscle pain for a day or two.”

“She won’t stay calm enough to sit through four in one session.”

Carlisle chuckled. “No probably not. Take some time to think about it and just let me know what you want to do.” I nodded and turned to go find Isabella.

As I was walking down the hall towards Alice’s room, I could see little Bell looking at a framed family picture.  She didn’t notice me lean against the doorframe, so I stayed quiet and just watched her. After a few minutes she put it back down and noticed me stood at the door.

“Hi baby, I think lunch is about ready.”

“But I’m not hungry.” She protested just as her stomach growled telling me otherwise.

“Do not lie to me Isabella, now lets go.” I took her hand and lead her back downstairs and sat her at the table between me and Alice.

Mom had managed to turn normal sandwiches into a classy sit down meal. She had many different hot and cold fillings laid out on the table in dishes, along with an assortment of bread, sides and dressings.

As soon as everyone was seated Emmett began digging in, piling everything he could onto his plate.  The rest followed making up there own plates except Isabella. “Do you want a ham salad sandwich baby, or something else?” I asked knowing she wasn’t going to get anything for herself. She just nodded shyly, so I presumed she wanted what I had suggested.

“No daddy, no lettuce!” She said just as I was reaching for it.

“Okay how about some tomato?”

“Nuh-uh.”

“Cucumber?”

“No daddy no vegetables, don’t like them.” 

“Yes you do, you’ve eaten them with me before. What did I tell you about lying?”

“Not too, but I don’t want them.”

“Well then you tell me you don’t want them, not that you don’t like them. Now you need to choose atleast one vegetable to go in with your sandwich, which is It?”  I could tell she was going to protest when she scowled at me and started to kick her legs under the table. I gave her a stern look hoping to stave off her impending tantrum.

“But I don’t want annyyy!”

 “Would you like to spend some time in the corner instead?”

She shook her head and eventually murmured tomato. I added it to her sandwich and put some potato wedges on her plate before making a plate for myself. I could tell everyone had noticed our exchange by the silence of the room but they quickly got back to there conversations.

Once she’d finished eating most of her food, little bell tugged on my sleeve and lent over to whisper in my ear. “Can we go home now?”

“Not yet baby.”

“But I want too.”

“No Isabella, I haven’t even finished eating yet.”

“Daddyyy, hurrrry uppp.” She whined a few minutes later.

“We will leave when I’m ready.”

“Bella, would you like some more honey?” Esme asked noticing she had finished, oblivious to our exchange.

“No, I don’t want your stupid food!” She shouted shoving her plate away causing it to clang against the dish in front of her.

“Isabella! Apologise for being rude, right now.” I said sternly.

“No, the food is stupid!” She grabbed the edge of the plate and repeatedly pushed it into the dish again causing it to crack while muttering “Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!”

“Isabella that is enough!” I shouted grabbing her hands to stop her before she hurt herself. I could feel her trying to fight my grip and she had tears rolling down her cheeks from her anger.  “Stop it. Stand up.” I commanded in the calmest yet sternest tone I could muster.” I led her over to the corner furthest from the table, and turned her to face the wall. “You will stand here for 5 minutes and calm down. You will not move from this spot and you will not turn around. Do I make myself clear?” She nodded her head in acknowledgment, leaned her forehead against the wall and started to cry.

“I’m sorry mom.” I apologised sitting back down at the table.

“Oh nonsense dear.” She dismissed my apology with a wave of her hand and then turned to the others. “Come on, all of you out, let’s go get some Ice cream.” Everyone followed mom out of the room except dad.

“Big tantrums aside, she’s testing you Edward, seeing what she can get away with.” Carlisle said quiet enough so that Bella couldn’t hear us over in the corner.

“Well it’s driving me crazy.” I groaned. “She’s been like that all day. I’ve just…”

“…Been avoiding punishing her.” He finished for me. “Edward, you’re excusing her behaviour.”

“I know, it’s just the thought of hurting her… I’ve never…” I trailed off not able to form the right words.

“You hurting her more by allowing it to continue.” I knew he was right and I would accept it, but I didn’t mean I had to like it. I had punished submissives before, sometimes harshly, but not once did it hurt me to have to do it. When they broke my rules they knew the consequences, some of them even craved the punishment.  I never gave them more than I knew they could take, but enough to correct the behaviour. I didn’t like to do it but I also never thought twice about it when it came down to it, not until now.

“Edward when you were a young child you used to love playing in the backyard, you would run down into the trees at the bottom and play for hours. You thought it was great down their, your own little adventure playground. One day though you got a bit too adventurous, you managed to squeeze though a gap in the wire fencing into the meadow.”

“So that’s how I discovered that place, I used to sit in that meadow for hours as a teenager it was so peaceful.”

“Yes it is, you were four years old. Your mother and I didn’t know the gap was there, when your mother realised you were gone she was frantic. We went searching for you hoping you hadn’t fallen into the stream and drowned. Eventually we found you, you were playing with some insects by the trees at the other side of the meadow, no clue as to the panic we had been in trying to find you. When we got you home we told you, you were never to leave the yard like that again. I fixed the wire fencing thinking that was the end of it. However you weren’t happy to be confined in our huge yard, you wanted to go back into that meadow to be with your new insect friends.” We both chuckled at the memories of my love for insects as a child. Once I was a bit older I was always scaring Alice with them by leaving them on her bed or in her shoes.

“You managed to find many holes in that damn fencing, you were always sneaking out. You couldn’t seem to understand that the meadow wasn’t part of the yard or the danger of being out there alone. We tried punishing you every way we could think of. When we grounded you, you became Houdini and escaped the house. Nothing worked, I was sure you were going to give your mother and I a stroke.”

“So how did you get my four year old self to stop escaping?” I laughed.

“I spanked you.”

“You spanked me?”  I asked incredulously.

“Yes and you hated me for it. Your mom and I never wanted to punish any of you that way. We didn’t think it was necessary; other forms of punishment were usually effective. But not this time, not with you. I spanked you and you didn’t speak to me for rest of the day. You sulked for being in trouble but it didn’t deter you, you did it again. It hurt me to give you the first spanking, but the second – I almost couldn’t do it. I made it harder than the first one hoping it would be last one I ever had to give and it was, but you hated me for a while after that. I was the mean parent that gave you an ‘owie’ and took away your friends from the meadow. I never regretted it though because it worked. As much as it hurt to see so many tears from my little man, and as hard as it was when you wouldn’t let me touch you because your were so upset with me, it was worth it because you were safe.”

“Dad…”

“I know what you’re thinking, that she’s not going to see you any different to them, maybe even worse. But she won’t. When she’s able to become more responsible, and capable of doing more for herself – because you taught her how to behave, she’ll thank you. She won’t thank you for allowing her to become a brat.” And with that he walked out of the room leaving me sat there slightly stunned. I checked my watch glad I hadn’t left Bella in the corner longer than I should.

“Isabella, you can come here now.” She sniffed and started walking to where I was sat with her thumb in her mouth. “Shhh baby.” I soothed pulling her down to sit on my lap while she tried to stop her tears.  I cuddled her against my chest giving her a few minutes to calm herself.

“Baby what happens when you break your rules?”

She sniffed a few times before answering. “I…I get punished.”

“That’s right, so when we get home I want you to use the bathroom and then go straight into our bedroom and wait for me.”

“But…But I already been punished.”

“I put you in the corner for you to calm down before you got yourself into even more trouble, not to punish you. I’ll do that when we get home.” I didn’t want to make her fear me, but I hoped that by directly telling her she would be punished when we got home that she would be anxious enough to think twice next time.

“Not the dark room?”

“No angel, no dark rooms.” I said kissing her forehead.

~~~

Once Bell had completely calmed down we said our goodbyes to everyone. I had her apologise to Esme for being rude and breaking the plate. She squeaked out a small apology and my mother told her not to worry, trying to assure her she wasn’t mad.

Emmett said he would come by the house later so he could update me and I him. I wanted to know about James and I needed to update him on Bells latest session, but for now I needed to get her home.

The drive was both too long and too short. I wanted to punish her and move on, but I was also going to be punishing her for the first time and I hated it.