Post by Twigon on Jan 20, 2011 2:47:49 GMT
Bella is simply a pet, something for use as entertainment. Not to be loved. Not to be respected. One-shot.
I was a toy to her.
Nothing I did, no matter what I did, was enough.
I was to be used and tossed aside, only to be taken back when her lust was for the female body, rather than her precious Jasper's.
I loved her, and she saw me as nothing other than an object.
I let her use me, I put myself on the floor to be walked upon, and I did anything and everything she asked of me.
The rest of the family looked on with dismay, as I helped her break myself into tiny little pieces.
Last week, she came upon me when I was reading a book on my bed. I didn't even try to resist.
An hour later, she was gone and I was sobbing on my side, on my bed as I heard her in the next room over with Jasper.
On Monday, she found me out in the garden and tied me up before I even knew she was there. I could have broken the bonds with just a fraction of my strength, but I left them there for her, as she sated herself with my body.
Today, she was planning on taking both Jasper and I clubbing, and then having us both in a hotel. Soon after round one, I would find myself on the floor after Alice had pushed me away from herself in favor of Jasper, only to pull me back again the following morning. How did I know what would happen? Simple enough; she'd done it before.
Tonight, however, things were going to change. Tonight, I would refuse.
"Are you ready to go, Bella?" This was my chance. I could look at her, and tell her no. That I would not go. That I would not let her toy with me anymore.
I looked at her. She stared at me. I opened my mouth, and said,
"Yes. I'm ready." She looked at me like she knew how close I had come to refusing her. She could see my decisions, after all.
"Good! Let's go!" She stroked my arm on her way out, while her lips locked with Jasper's. Later tonight, I knew that I would silently wait out the night, on the floor, as she was in the bed with Jasper.
A pet was not to sleep on the bed, after all.
I was a toy to her.
Nothing I did, no matter what I did, was enough.
I was to be used and tossed aside, only to be taken back when her lust was for the female body, rather than her precious Jasper's.
I loved her, and she saw me as nothing other than an object.
I let her use me, I put myself on the floor to be walked upon, and I did anything and everything she asked of me.
The rest of the family looked on with dismay, as I helped her break myself into tiny little pieces.
Last week, she came upon me when I was reading a book on my bed. I didn't even try to resist.
An hour later, she was gone and I was sobbing on my side, on my bed as I heard her in the next room over with Jasper.
On Monday, she found me out in the garden and tied me up before I even knew she was there. I could have broken the bonds with just a fraction of my strength, but I left them there for her, as she sated herself with my body.
Today, she was planning on taking both Jasper and I clubbing, and then having us both in a hotel. Soon after round one, I would find myself on the floor after Alice had pushed me away from herself in favor of Jasper, only to pull me back again the following morning. How did I know what would happen? Simple enough; she'd done it before.
Tonight, however, things were going to change. Tonight, I would refuse.
"Are you ready to go, Bella?" This was my chance. I could look at her, and tell her no. That I would not go. That I would not let her toy with me anymore.
I looked at her. She stared at me. I opened my mouth, and said,
"Yes. I'm ready." She looked at me like she knew how close I had come to refusing her. She could see my decisions, after all.
"Good! Let's go!" She stroked my arm on her way out, while her lips locked with Jasper's. Later tonight, I knew that I would silently wait out the night, on the floor, as she was in the bed with Jasper.
A pet was not to sleep on the bed, after all.
