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Chapter 3: Meeting an a Greeting

Beta'd by Sunshine My Love

After relatively little fuss about the shower, we were both dressed and snuggled up on the bed, watching a movie, and eating turkey sandwiches for lunch. It didn't surprise me when Isabella fell asleep half way through the film due to the emotional morning she'd had. This left me to think about what she had told me during the session.

Sex seemed to be something she had no problem with and she was definitely pleased with her handy work. No pun intended. I, however, felt like a pervert. I mean, I know she was asking for this. It's how she'd been raised, but was it really considered an act of two consensual adults when she thinks like a child?

I sighed.

I needed my own shrink to work this shit out. Instead, I decided to invite Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rose over for dinner later. Little Bell would have to meet them, eventually, and some company would be nice for the both of us. I also decided that tomorrow I would have Isabella waxed and Rose would be the one to do that. I feel a bit mean about causing her pain that is essentially unnecessary, but I realised it would be easier to have her waxed every few weeks than have her shave everyday. It would also probably be kinder to her skin.

I let her sleep for an hour before I got up to call Em and Alice. I tried not to disturb Bell as I did, but when I came back she was awake.

"Daddy. Where'd you go?"

"I went to call my brother and sister. I've invited them over for dinner. I also called my housekeeper, Mrs Cope. She'll be the one who normally makes our food for us. You'll meet her too," I replied, but she no longer seemed interested in where I had been. She was more focused on the credits that were now rolling.

"Daddy. I missed watching the doggies while I was sleeping."

"That's okay, angel. It's on DVD, so you can watch it again."

I picked out an orange cotton dress, a little white sweater, and some white ballet flats, for Bell to change into. I then put the DVD back on at the point where she had fallen asleep.

"Everyone will be here in about an hour, so I'm going to go get a shower. Don't forget to get changed."

"Mhmm," was her only response.

I took a quick shower and went to check on Bell. She was still snuggled on the bed watching her DVD.

"Isabella! Why are you not dressed?"

She jumped when she heard my voice, but quickly put her head down, knowing she was in trouble.

"I was watching the doggies, daddy."

"I told you to get changed. Now, I'm going down to the kitchen, when I come back I expect you dressed or the DVD goes off. Am I clear?"

She nodded her head in understanding. I headed to the kitchen leaving her to change.

"Ah! There you are, my boy! Oh, look at you. I bet you haven't eaten a decent meal in days," Mrs. Cope chided grabbing me into a hug.

"Hi, Shelly. I'm glad you're back and you're right. I haven't had a decent meal, but I didn't set the kitchen on fire this time," I said, grinning like a five year who was given a packet of sweets. I had known this woman my whole life and she still managed to make me feel like a child.

"How's Mr. Cope?"

"He's doing just fine, dear, but if George catches you calling him Mr. Cope again he'll have you by the ear! Now how are things with that sweet girl of yours?"

"Well, she's upstairs getting changed I hope. I'm not sure. Things are…difficult."

"Edward. If there is one person who can do this it's you. What that poor girl must have been through." I think she muttered that last part more to herself than to me, but I appreciated her understanding.

I stay to chat for a while longer and then went to fetch little Bell. Thankfully this time she was dressed.

"Hey there, angel. Come on. I want you to meet Mrs. Cope before everyone arrives."

"I not want too." She huffed, crossed her arms over her chest and pouted all at once. It looked adorable.

"Why not?"

"I don't want her to know what I don't like then she won't cook it and I won't have to be sick I don't like being sick." She rambled. Food made her sick?

"Baby what are you talking about? Why were you sick?"

"When I had to eat the food."

God, this was like pulling teeth.

"What food?"

"Leah's food at uncle Aro's."

Okay, I think I was starting to get it.

"Her food made you sick?"

"Only the food I didn't like when I had to eat it all."

Oh she had to eat food she didn't like the taste of making her sick.

"Baby, you don't have to eat food you really don't like here. I promise Mrs. Cope won't cook anything we tell her you don't like. Okay?" I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Really?"

"Really."

"So she won't cook fish?"

"No," I laughed, "she won't cook fish."

"Okay."

I took hold of her hand, as she still seemed nervous, and led her down into the kitchen. Although I didn't spend much time in there cooking myself, the kitchen was one of my favorite parts of the house.

 
 "Mrs. Cope, this is Isabella."

"Ah, Isabella! It's lovely to meet you, dear. Please call me Shelly."

Little Bell didn't seem to know how to respond, but was saved when my lug of a brother walked in with Rose.

"Hey, people! What's up? Where's little B?" He almost shouted looking round the room.

"Oh. There you are! I'm Emmett," he announced, lifting her feet from the ground with a twirl, and engulfing Isabella in a bear like hug.

"Emmett, put the poor girl down. You're frightening her," Rose chided before I had the chance.

Emmett let go with a sheepish look and started to apologise when Rose interrupted.

"B. Don't let this monstrosity of a man I call my husband scare you. He's just excited to meet you. I'm Rosalie."

Little Bell just smiled shyly in response; at least she smiled though, right? She could have run in the opposite direction after Emmett's over friendly greeting, but she didn't. For now a smile was good.

I went over to greet Rose, pulling her into a hug and giving her a kiss on the cheek. I did the same with Em minus the kiss.

"Why don't we head into the den before dinner? We can wait for Ali and Jazz in there," I suggested.

I served everyone a drink and sat down next to Bella hoping it would help relax her.

"Here you all are! I was beginning to think all that delicious smelling food was just for me," Jasper said walking into the room holding Alice's hand. Alice bounced where she stood, looking ready to explode--which she did.

"You must be Isabella!" Alice squealed. Yes, squealed. She bounced her way over to where little Bell and I sat. "I'm Alice and this is Jasper. You and I are going to be great friends. I just know it!"

"Mmm. That would be nice. I don't have any friends to play with anymore."

Everyone went quiet and I was about to say something when Alice jumped in.

"Well then it's a good thing I'm here, were going to have so much fun."

I was speechless. These two got on and Little Bell was doing okay.

"Why don't you show Alice your room, baby. I'm sure she'd love to see it," I said, giving Alice a pointed look hoping she would understand I wanted Bell out of the room so I could speak with Emmett.

"Yay! Come on, Alice. Come see."

Little Bell almost tripped in her excitement to get up, but quickly steadied herself by grabbing onto Alice's hand pulling towards the stairs. We all laughed at how alike those too seemed to be when they're excited about something.

"She seems to really have taken to you, Eddie."

"Don't call me that, Emmett! But, yeah. You're right. She seems comfortable with me. We had our first session today and it went better than I expected."

"Did she tell you anything useful?" Em asked. He could be such a big kid, but when he was in cop mode he took his work seriously.

"Yeah. Find out what you can about a James. I don't think she knows his last name. She didn't tell me much about him, but the bastard hurt her so I want to know more about him."

"Sure, man. I'm on it."

"What did he do to her?" Rose asked in her usual nonchalant tone, but under the surface she was angry. I could see it in her eyes.

"She was very reluctant to talk about him. It took a lot of coaxing for her to tell me what she did about him. Said he often grabbed hold of her arm too tight, hurting her, and I don't think that's all he did in regards to physical harm. She shut down before I could ask more, but that's not the only way he hurt her. With the Volturi's she's been taught that in order to be taken care of, she needs to take care of her "daddy's" needs. Sexually."

"What!" Rose was visually pissed now.

"I knew that's roughly how she would have been raised. The whole point is for her to be whatever her "daddy" desires her to be. Most often, a sex slave of sorts, but that's not my point. He told her one day she would be his slut and that he would touch her and make her his. That's why she said he was always grabbing her. To show her he was in control. That she would be his property."

"Like hell he will! Em, you've got to get this cunt before I do."

"I'm going to get them all, babe," he replied, leaning down to give her a chaste kiss.

"What about her behavior? How did she respond to the session?" Jasper asked.

"Evasive. She changes the subject when she's uncomfortable. She did the same thing when I took her to get checked out by mom and dad. It took some pushing before she would talk about James. I had to reassure her to stop her from getting too upset. Overall she did well. There wasn't the freak out I expected."

Jasper just nodded his head at my answer to his question.

"I took notes, like I usually do, if you want to take a look."

Normally, I wouldn't be able to discuss a session, or show anyone else my notes due to patient confidentiality, but seeing as she wasn't a normal patient I could use the help.

Mrs Cope called us for dinner ending our conversation. We all headed into the dinning room and Alice and Bella joined us. While we enjoyed Mrs Cope's delicious chicken parmesan, conversation was simple and everyone tried to include Bella. Even though she didn't participate much, when she did it was enough, and I was proud that she was trying.

I did notice though that she seemed to have a hard time looking or engaging with the guys, but not with the girls.

Once everyone had finished and everything was loaded into the dishwasher, Alice suggested we play a game of Pictionary. I smirked at everyone's surprise when Bella won and outright laughed at them when she won again in the second round.

"You have amazing skills, baby," I said pulling her onto my lap making her giggle. I smiled at seeing her happy even for just tonight. She stayed on my lap snuggling into my chest.

When we finished we tidied up the game and fell back into an easy conversation until it got late and everyone became tired.

"Well, I think it's time we headed off," Jasper said standing from his chair.

"Aww! Jazzy can't we stay longer? Edward might need help cleaning up or we could play another game or…"

"Alice! Are you trying to avoid your bed time?" Jasper asked in quiet but stern voice. Alice and Jasper did participate in some mild BDSM but they mostly live a DD lifestyle. It helps Jasper cope with Alice having the energy of a hopped up toddler.

"No. I just wanted to stay longer with-"

"You will get plenty more chances to spend time with Isabella," Jasper interrupted again, his face softening when he realised Alice wasn't trying to avoid the punishment he had given her for not getting enough sleep the week before. "But right now she looks tired like the rest of us, so say good night."

After Alice and Jasper left, Rose and Emmett were also heading out the door when he stopped and turned to me.

"Oh. Hey, man. One more thing. Mom wanted me to remind you about Sunday lunch. Said your ass had better be there with little B."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea. I mean, it's already Friday, and I'm not sure she's ready to see them again so soon and well she…"

"Edward, stop freaking out. Mom said you'd do this. She thinks it would be good to meet B in a less professional setting and I agree. I'll see you Sunday. Call me with any updates."

And with that he was gone. I guess we're going to my parents for lunch on Sunday.

We head straight up to bed once everyone's gone. We were both tired, so the mess could wait till tomorrow.

"Daddy," Bella murmured through her pacifier.

"Yeah, baby?"

"Did I get Ali in trouble?"

"No, angel. Why would you think that?"

"Cos she wanted to miss her bedtime to stay with me."

"She's just excited to meet you, so she wanted to stay longer. You didn't get her into any trouble."

"Is Jasper her daddy like you're my daddy?"

"No, but he takes care of her like I take care of you. Now go to sleep. "

It only seemed like two minutes since I'd fallen asleep when I felt little Bell shuffling around and whimpering. She was still asleep, laid on her side with her back to me, but she was very restless. I gently stroked her cheek and cuddled into her and after a few minutes her body relaxed. When I looked at the clock I saw that it was nearly 9:30 so I got up to make breakfast.

I thought I'd make pancakes with fresh fruit, so I mixed everything together and then poured the mix into the pancake griddle. I was just about to place it on the heat when I heard Bella scream. Dropping the mix on the floor, I took off up the stairs. When I got to our bedroom she was still laid in bed but moving restlessly and whimpering. I realised she was still asleep and probably having a nightmare.

"Bella, Baby."

" No…don't…friend," she mumbled.

"Baby. Wake up."

It wasn't working so I knelt by the bed in front of her face and gently shook her shoulder causing her to wake up with another scream.

"Ahh! No! Don't take me away. No! Please!"

"Shh Bella… Shhh I'm not taking you anywhere."

"Daddy?" She asked disorientated with tears streaming down her face.

"Yeah, baby. It's me. You're okay."

I climbed up onto the bed pulling her to my chest.

"It was just a nightmare," I murmured.

I cuddled her while she cried softly, her tears soaking my t-shirt, I realised that I enjoyed holding her like this. Comforting her, hoping my touch would sooth her.

"Can you tell me what your nightmare was about?" She sniffed and nodded.

"He took my friend away and then he came to take me away too."

"Who did?"

"I don't know. The man. He wanted to take me away from you," she cried.

"Well he can't have you. Nobody can because you're mine until the day you decide to leave. How about I run you a bath while I make us some breakfast?"

"Okay."

Once Bella had finished in the bath and we were both done with breakfast, I explained to her that Rose was going to come over soon to give her a bikini wax. When she asked what a bikini wax was, I cringed.

"Well it's so you don't have to shave your kitty anymore." I didn't really want to tell her it was going to hurt until Rose had arrived and everything was set up.

"At all?"

"Nope."

"Yay! Can I watch TV until she comes?"

"Yes but when Rose gets here the TV goes off."

Half an hour later I let Rose in the door and went to help her with all her stuff.

"Hey, sis. Everything okay?" I asked kissing her on the cheek.

"Yeah everything's good. How're things with B? Where is she?"

"They're okay. I had to wake her up from a nightmare this morning, but it didn't take long for her to calm down. She's watching something on TV now. I'll shout her once you've got everything ready."

"Okay. What did she say when you told her what I would be doing here?"

"She asked what a bikini wax was. I haven't really explained it to her other than she won't need to shave."

Rose chuckled.

"Well then this will be interesting. Don't you think you should tell her? Give her some warning?"

"I'm going to, I was just waiting until you got here. She seemed excited when she realised she wouldn't have to shave. Didn't wanna burst her bubble," I shrugged, but Rose wasn't buying my bullshit.

"I've waxed every one of your submissives, and not once have you been unsure of what you were asking of them."

"She's not my submissive, Rosalie!" I snapped. "She doesn't understand what I'm about to have you do to her."

"I know she's not your submissive, but you still play the role of a Dom. Instead of telling her what to do as her Dom during play time, you tell her as her "daddy". You could have explained what a bikini wax is and then she would have understood, but you haven't because it wouldn't have mattered."

"What are you talking about?"

"Edward you're a dominant. It's what you do; It's part of who you are. You would have still had her waxed even if you told her it was going to hurt, even if she begged you not to. Your need to take care of her would have outweighed the discomfort you're about to put her through. You just don't like seeing her upset or in pain which is why you haven't told her yet."

"It's just so hard. When it involves a submissive or any partner it's consensual, with Bella it's not because she doesn't understand. Like when I took her to see mom and dad if it had been her choice she never would have gone. I had to force her."

"Edward, that's my point. She needs someone to make her do these things. She needs you to make those decisions and do those things for her. You have to stop doubting yourself. Yes you'll have to do some things differently with her, compared to if she were one of your subs, but if you start doubting your decisions she won't ever be able to fend for herself. Someday the relationship you have with her could be consensual, but you have to help her first.

"Forcing her to have a bikini wax is not helping her. It's just going to cause her pain."

"It is helping because it shows her you'll stay strong for her. Look, I know I'm biased, but waxing really is so much easier. You said she seemed excited not to have to shave, so maybe once she's over the pain she'll find it better. Plus it won't hurt as much after the first few times. Especially the first."

"You're right. Thanks. I'll go get her."

Just because Rose was right, didn't make it any easier to do, but I would do it. I would step up and do it for her.

"Oh, Rose. I put one of the bondage chairs from the playroom into the master bathroom. You can set up in there, " I said poking my head back though the door.

(A/N: DD=Domestic Discipline - see Terminology page for a definition.)

Chapter 2: It's Only Just Begun

Beta'd by Sunshine My Love

I woke up early enough to take a shower before I woke Bella. Today was probably going to be another difficult day and I wanted to make a start on a nice breakfast for her. I knew she liked cheesy omelettes, so after a quick shower I prepared the ingredients and then went to wake her. She was laid on her back with her beautiful brown hair sprawled across the pillows. She looked so peaceful and I almost didn't want to wake her. I went and crawled up on to the bed and started peppering kisses all over her face, eventually causing her to stir.

"Isabella,"…kiss… "baby,"… kiss… "time for breakfast," I said, my kisses becoming wetter.

"Daddy, you're getting my face soggy," she cried, squirming and giggling. It was nice to hear her laughing.

"Time to get up. I'm making cheese omelettes for breakfast," I told her, making her gasp.

"Is it a special day, daddy?"

"No, baby."

"But then why do I get cheesy omelette? We're only allowed our favourite on special days if we've been really, really good for uncle Aro and uncle Caius."

I sighed. She was only allowed her favourite foods a couple of times a year?

"So what did you usually have for breakfast?" I asked, hoping her answer was something more substantial than cereal.

"Sometimes we had fruit and yoghurt, sometimes toast, and sometimes I got to have Captain Crunch. I like Captain Crunch daddy and pancakes too."

"Okay. I'll remember that," I chuckled. At least she didn't tell me she ate Fruit Loops everyday.

"Now that you're here with me we'll have different things for breakfast not just on special days, okay?"

"Okay. Can I have my favourite everyday now?" she asked, her big smile beaming up at me.

I laughed. "Not everyday, but sometimes. How about once a week?"

She frantically nodded her head making me think she would injure herself if she wasn't careful. It amazed me how one meal could make so much difference to someone. I guess when you can eat whatever you want for breakfast everyday like I can you take freewill for granted.

I gave her one last kiss on her forehead then got up to go start breakfast, telling her on my way out, to meet me in the kitchen once she was dressed.

Ten minutes later she walked into the kitchen wearing a pale blue summer dress that Alice had bought for her.

 

 "You look very pretty today, Isabella. I hope you like the clothes that are in your room."

"I do, daddy. Thank you for buying them for me."

"Your welcome, baby, but it was my sister, Alice, that chose them. Now come sit and eat."

"Yes, daddy. Don't forget the ketchup, It's not the same without ketchup."

"Ketchup on your omelette?

"Yeah, silly. It's yummy."

"Okay, If you say so. Here you go." I passed her the ketchup bottle and watched for a while as she squeezed a large amount onto the side of the plate and proceeded to dip bits of the omelette into it before eating it.

"Isabella, we have a lot of things to talk about today, but I have some phone calls to make first. When you've finished your food I want you to go up to your room for a while until I come and get you."

"Okay. I've finished now."

When I looked, sure enough there was nothing left on her plate. She had eaten the entire omelette I had made her which was the same size as mine. She was either really hungry for such a small person or she really appreciated more freedom in what she was allowed to eat.

She left the kitchen table and went up to her room while I headed to my office to call Emmett. I told Little Bell where I would be and to shout for me if she needed anything since I was taking the baby monitor with me.

"Hey, Em."

"Hey, bro. How's it going?"

"Err, Okay I guess. She's doing well considering she had a bit of a break down yesterday. She started to panic about how she would be punished if she forgets the rules I gave her. The Volturi's used to lock her in a small dark room, Emmett. She was terrified."

"Shit, man. She okay?" Emmett asked, concerned.

"Yeah. I was able to calm her down once I assured her that I wasn't going to punish her the same way."

"Did you find out anything else about her life there?"

"Nothing, other than they were only allowed their favourite breakfast on special days. She was so excited that I cooked her a cheesy omelette she ate the entire thing. I'm hoping she'll tell me more today though."

"Did you take her to see mom and dad?"

I cringed remembering the unpleasant experience. "Yes I did, it wasn't pleasant. She got upset at being told she was going to see doctors. She freaked out saying they were scary. She didn't do too badly with mom, but that was over pretty quick because her hymen's intact. Again, with dad, she was scared, but it was only when it was time to take her blood and give her a shot that she really freaked out. That's when we got the most tears, screaming and shouting. The promise of chocolate ice cream seemed to help a little bit though."

"Wow. She really hates needles, huh? Do you think she had a bad experience with doctors?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe. She really wasn't impressed by the whole visit, but neither are a lot of kids. I have to remember that's how her brain works. It was hard to see her so upset and vulnerable."

"Well man, you're taking care of her and that's what she needs. Even if she doesn't always like it, she needs someone that will do what's best for her, care for her and show her how her life could be - how her life should have been. You're doing that, Edward."

"Yeah, It's just...I know how hard this is going to be. She's lived this way all her life, It's how she grew up and I waltz in to try and change her."

"Edward, you didn't just waltz into her life to change her. You walked in to save her from living a life forced on her. She would have been sold to some old guy on the black market who would probably abused her more than the sick bastards who raised her."

"This is going to be painful for her."

"I think it will be for you too, but in the end she'll be okay, and so will you. It will be better than her alternative."

"You're right, man. Thanks. I better go check on her. She's been up in her room a while now. Let Rose know I'll call tomorrow, I'm still not sure if it's a good idea to have her waxed."

"Yeah, I'll let her know. Now stop doubting your decisions and go check on her."

I told him I'd call tomorrow and hung up and went of to find her. Emmett was right. She was my responsibility now and I was going to help her they way I knew how.

I leaned against the doorframe just watching her. She was sat at the desk, up against the big window, overlooking a more isolated part of the grounds, drawing what she could see.

"Hi, baby. What are you up to?" I asked, walking over to sit on the bed.

"Hi, daddy. I'm drawing the trees, see?" She said, holding up her picture.

" Ahh, yes, that's very good Isabella. You draw very well. Do you like drawing?"

"Sometimes I do."

"Can we talk while you draw?"

"Mhmm."

"You know where we went when I took you to see Carlisle and Esme?"

"I don't want to go back there again daddy. I didn't like it," she said, looking up from her drawing.

"Shhh, calm down. We're not going there today, but I work there with Esme, Carlisle and my brother in law, Jasper." Alice and Jasper weren't married yet but I knew they would be some day.

"Does that mean you're a doctor too?"

"Yes, I am, but I'm a different kind of doctor. I help people with how they feel. If they’re always sad, or if something has happened to them, sometimes something scary, I help them." I sighed. This was hard to explain.

"But you don't give needle's, right?"

I chuckled, she really does hate those. "No, baby. I don't."

"So your Dr. daddy?" I laughed again.

"No. People call me, Dr. Cullen or Dr. Edward."

"Oh."

"We do need to talk about names, Bell. You’re the only one who calls me daddy, so when we're out in public, around other people you have to call me, Edward. Can you do that?"

"But, why?"

"Because not everybody is like us, they might not understand. How old are you, Isabella?"

"18."

"You were born 18 years ago, but in your mind you're still a little girl. Whereas other 18 year olds are grown ups now."

"Uncle Aro said I was special. That my daddy wouldn't like his girl to be a grown up."

Fucking Aro.

"You are special to me, baby, but it's normal to grow up, so not everyone will understand that you haven't grown up the same as them. That's why, unless we are with my family, or on our own, you need to call me Edward. You can't suck your thumb either. Why don't you go get your list of rules and write it down to help you remember?"

"Okay," she said, getting her list from the desk drawer and adding the new rule to it.

Now I had to get her to talk about all her experiences with the Volturi brothers. After her meltdown yesterday about being put in a dark room as punishment I knew I had to find out what else she had been through as quickly as possible without pushing her too much.

"Alright, let's go get you some juice and go sit in the den before we finish talking." I stood from the bed and put my hand out for Isabella to take and lead her down stairs where I sent her to wait for me in the den.

I got her a juice box and grabbed myself a bottle of water. I also grabbed my patient notebook and a pen to use as we talked as well as a separate notebook and pen for Isabella to use. When I walked into the den Isabella had sat her self down on the couch with her blanket so I sat in the opposite armchair. I planned to have a ‘session’ with her everyday, but as she wasn't one of my normal patients, I wasn't entirely sure how to go about it.

"Are you ready, baby?"

"Yes, daddy."

"Did you like living at the Volturi house?"

"Sometimes I did, but I like living with you better."

"I like it better too, baby. Can you tell me what you liked about it?"

"I got lots of toys and I got to play with my friends sometimes too."

"And what didn't you like?"

"When they were mean."

"Were they mean a lot?"

Isabella just nodded her head in response. She was starting to withdraw probably at some of the bad memories she had. "Can you tell me something they did that was mean?"

"We could only have baths once a week, but I don't like showers, daddy. I want baths everyday." I chuckled.

"Well, baby. Showers are quicker and sometimes we don't have time to take a bath."

"I know, but I can't play with my duckies in the shower and the water gets in my eyes," she whined.

"Who was the most mean to you?"

"James. I didn't like him," she finally mumbled.

"Why not?"

"He was never nice."

"What did he do?"

"Can I go watch TV now?" I had been waiting for her to avoid this issue; I had noticed she changes the subject when something makes her uncomfortable which this guy obviously did.

"No, Bell. I want you to tell me how James was mean." She just shook her head in response, casting her eyes down to the writing pad sitting on her lap.

"Isabella, look at me please," I commanded softly. She rose her head slightly just enough to peek through her lashes at me. I could see the tears beginning to form in them. "I know some of the things I ask you are hard to talk about, but I need to understand more about your life before you came here. Did he hurt you?" Again she just nodded her head.

"How did he hurt you, baby?" I was going to keep pushing to get what I could out of her. She was doing well so far, but I needed more information. She looked up at me like a lost little lamb, I could tell she wanted to come over to sit with me and even though I wanted nothing more than to go over to her and have her snuggle into my chest, I didn't.

"Isabella." After a few minutes of silence she finally answered when I raised my eyebrow at her.

"It hurt when he grabbed me."

"Why did he grab you?"

"He always grabbed me and it hurt my arm. He wasn't nice," she mumbled having her thumb in her mouth.

"And why did he always grab you?"

"Cos he said one day I would be his slut, and he was going to touch me here, and make me his, but I don't want to be his I want to be yours daddy," she said, her hand snaking down to her pussy. I resisted the urge to growl. Who the fuck was this bastard thinking he could touch her.

"Your already mine, baby. He won't ever touch you again. Did he hurt you anywhere else?"

"I don't want to talk about him anymore, daddy. I don't like him." I knew it was possible he had hurt her in other ways, but right now I'm not sure I could handle hearing more.

"Okay. You did really well telling me that. I'm proud of you." She gave me a hint of a smile no longer looking like she was going to cry.

"Are you going to tell me how to please you now?"

"We're going to talk about that yes, can you tell me what Aro and Caius told you about pleasing me?"

"Mhmm. They said that me and the other girls were special because our daddy's would come and take us home for us to please them so that they could take care of us."

"What did they tell you to do for me?"

"They told us to make your penis happy when it wakes up, daddy. That you would teach me sex incase there's something you don't like. You need to hurry up and teach me or you won't be able to take care of me," she huffed impatiently.

I sighed. There really was no avoiding this issue.

"Isabella, look at me please." I said learning forward in my chair. " Do you feel like I haven't been taking care of you?"

"No, daddy, you have. I'm happy you take care of me now."

"Good, little girl. I'm happy too. My point though is you haven't even seen my penis yet, but I'm still able to take care of you."

"Oh. But how, daddy? What about when it wakes up?"

"Baby. When daddy gets an erection, I can take care of it myself if I want too."

"Oh. You not want me too? Is it because I won't be good? Because I can practice, I can practice a lot. Please don't send me away. You can show me, you can show me how to do it like you do."

"Isabella! Breathe. I said I could take care of it myself not that I didn't want you to." Her face fell into a more ashamed look. "I will not be sending you away. I just don't think you're ready yet. But seeing as you're so sure and eager to learn, come here." I gave her a hard stare slipping into Dom mode when she seemed hesitant. If she was so eager maybe I could give her a taste and scare her off a bit. She did as I asked and came over to stand in front of me.

"On your knees." Again, she did as I asked, this time without hesitation. "Undo my belt and my zipper." I commanded gently, raising my eyebrow at her when she hesitated again.

Once she had undone my belt and zipper I slowly pushed my hand under the waistband of my boxers. Watching her reaction as I did so, I reached in to take out my hardening cock.

"Look at it baby… Is this what you want?" Her eyes went wide but she nodded her head enthusiastically. Not the reaction I was aiming for.

"It's so pretty, daddy. But how will it fit? It's so big," she said, causing me to laugh. No dick should be described as pretty.

"Don't worry. It will fit. Your muscles will stretch, but it will be uncomfortable at first until your body's used to it," I explained.

"How do I get used to it?"

"After the first time I push all the way in your muscles will start to relax and stretch."

"Oh. Can we stretch it now, daddy? So that I can be yours? Please, daddy, pleeaase?"

"Not today. You're not ready yet. And you're already mine, baby. You'll always be mine," I said, cupping her chin forcing her to look me in the eye. She wasn't ready, but neither was I. This was still a little weird for me and I needed some time.

"But, it's awake. How else will it go back to sleep?"

"Touch it." She gave me a big wide smile and tentatively touched the head of my dick with her finger causing me to hiss at the small touch. Thinking she had done something wrong Isabella pulled her hand away like she had been burned and started apologising.

"Shhh, baby. It's okay. It just felt so good, you didn't do anything wrong. Here. Try again," I suggested, gently grabbing her hand and placing it back on my dick. I helped her spread my pre-cum down my length before I let go of her hand.

"Move your hand up and down…That's it baby a little faster," I moaned, closing my eyes, tilting my head back in the chair. Her soft hands felt so good pumping me, I was so far gone at this point I wasn't even thinking about what was happening only how good it felt.

"Fuck Bell…Gently squeeze your hand…Mhmm, fuck that's it…That's feels …Oh god…so good." Before I could warn her, I was shooting my come all over her hand and my t-shirt with my orgasm. Fuck that was fast. What am I, fifteen? After I mentally berated myself for acting like a pubescent teen, I realised Little Bell was still on her knees in front of me.

"Yay, daddy! It's asleep again. Did I do good?" I smiled lazily at her still in a post orgasmic daze.

"You did great, baby."

Watching her whole face light up in response made me feel slightly less guilty as I realised I just let her give me a hand job.

"Now I'm sticky from when it spat at me."

Chuckling, I told her it was supposed to. I didn't tell her I should have lasted more than 5 minutes though.

"I'm messy too. Let's go take a shower."

"But, daddy, I told you I …"

"Yes, I know, you like baths not showers. But as I said earlier, there isn't always time for a bath. Come on. I'll help the water stay out of your eyes."

Chapter 1: Welcome Home

Beta'd by Sunshine my Love

"Come on, Isabella. We can't stand at the door all day I need to show you around the house."

"Sorry, daddy. It's just so big." I chuckled at her awe, yes my house is big but I'm used to it now.

"Yes, baby, it is. You'll get used to it just like I did." I showed her around saving her room till last.

"Okay, little Bell. This will be your room, but this isn't where you'll sleep. You'll be sleeping with me in my bed, okay?"

"Okay, daddy. Is that because we'll be having sexies like uncle Aro said?"

I still hadn't decided if Isabella and I having sex would be a good idea. I believed she was still a virgin, that was part of the package when she was sold to me. When she was living with Aro and the other Volturi brothers she was told about sex and that it would be expected of her when she lived with her "daddy". Part of me felt that if I were to turn her into an adult she would have to lose her innocence, but I also felt a bit like a perverted child molester.

"Maybe sometimes we will. Are you ok with that?"

"Yes daddy. I want to make you happy."

"You will make me happy baby, even if we don't have sex. You have to tell me if you don't want to, so that daddy can do what's best."

"But uncle Aro said that's how to make you happy or by sucking on your penis," She said, looking up at me with the most adorably confused face. I decided it was time to explain a few things. I had to teach her that although she wasn't going to like some of the things I do to her, that sometimes I was going to hurt her, and make her upset, she couldn't always endure it to please me. She had to learn to submit to me of her own freewill.

"Why don't we go sit in the living room and I'll explain it to you."

I handed her a juice box and a sandwich for lunch and got her snuggled with me on the couch ready to start, what I was sure was going to be a difficult discussion.

"Now we have some things to talk about, so we'll start with sex. You sounded confused when I said that I'd be happy even when we don't have sex, so I'll explain it for you. Yes, it will make me happy if we have sex or if you suck on my dick, but other things you do will make me happy too, like following the rules I give you or learning something new. Most of all, I want you to be happy too. Do you understand baby?"

"Umm, I think I do, but how can I make you happy with the rules when I don't know them."

"Because I'll teach them to you."

"But what if I forgetted them, daddy? Will you punish me in the box like uncle Aro? Pleeeasse don't put me in the box, daddy. Please, It's scary in the box, daddy, Pleeaase!"

"Ssshh, little one. It's okay, calm down. I'm not going to put you in a box. Can you explain what you mean?"

She nodded her head with tears in her eyes, so I lifted her onto my lap to help comfort her while she explained.

"H… He …He put me in the dark room… when I was naughty and it's small like a box and dark. It's always dark, I don't like the dark, daddy. I don't like it."

"Shhh, I'm not going to put you in any dark rooms as punishment, Isabella. Look at me. If you forget the rules and are naughty then yes I will punish you, but I will never put you in a box or a small dark room, do you understand?" I asked, in a voice more firm than I used with her before. She nodded her head and placed it into the crook of my neck. I could smell her strawberry scented shampoo as she put her thumb into her mouth as her own form of comfort.

"We've got a few more things to talk about and then you can have a nap alright?"

"M'kay."

"You're tired, so we'll talk about the rules and how to be a good girl after your nap. Right now I want you to just listen to me. As your daddy it's my job to take care of you. Sometimes, though, there will be things I do or ask you to do that you won't like or that will hurt and upset you. I need you to trust me and remember that I love you and that I want to help and take care of you."

"I'll remember daddy. Can I go sleepies now?"

"Yeah, baby. Come on." I carried her up the stairs and got her settled into bed. I thought she had already fallen asleep, but as I was about to leave the room, I realised I was wrong.

"Wait, daddy! You forgotted my sucky."

"Your Paci?" I clarified.

"Mmmm I need it for sleepies."

"Seeing as we haven't talked about it yet, you can have it, but after that your Paci is just for going to sleep at night okay?"

"Mhmm can you go get it now?"

I took her the pacifier she had brought with her and she went instantly to sleep. With the house being so big I decided to leave a monitor on the nightstand so I could hear her if she woke up and went to make some calls. My sister, Alice, is a fashion designer, so I had called and asked her to do all of Isabella's shopping. Little Bell hadn't done much shopping before and there was already a lot of changes for her to deal with.

I asked Alice to bring everything over before Isabella woke up. She was already going to meet my parents today and I didn't want to overwhelm her, even though she would be meeting my parents as her doctors. My dad used to work in the ER and my mom is an OBGYN. They now own their own practice where Jasper, Alice's boyfriend, and I also work, so I wanted them both to check her out. I'm sure it won't be a nice experience for any of us, but this was one of those times where I was going to have to make her do something she isn't going to like, for her own good.

Finally, I called Emmett and his wife Rosalie. I gave Em an update on how Isabella was settling in and then I asked Rose if she could come and give Little Bell a bikini wax. I knew this would also not go down well with her, but with all the new changes and other things she'd have to focus on, I didn't want her to worry about keeping shaved every few days like Aro taught her.

Half an hour later Alice came waltzing in with Jasper, both of them carrying huge amounts of bags.

"Jesus, Ali! Did you buy the whole mall?"

"Of course not," she replied, like it was normal to have done that much shopping. When I looked at Jasper's face I realised that it was normal for Alice. After everything was put away I thanked them both and went to wake up Little Bell.

"Bella. Time to wake up, baby."

"Mmm, no daddy, me tired."

"I know, baby, but you have to get into the shower."

"No, daddy. I don't like showers, I like baths so I can play with my duckies."

"Isabella you will stop saying no to me. One of your rules is to do as I tell you. If you get up now I'll let you have a bath with your ducks."

Fifteen minutes later she was in a bathtub full of bubbles, playing with her rubber ducks, oblivious to the hard on I got from seeing her naked. I washed her beautiful brown hair making sure not to get soap in her eyes and started to tell her some of the rules.

"Little Bell do you remember when I came to wake you up that I said one of your rules will be to do what daddy tells you to?" When she nodded her head I carried on.

"Good. I'm going to give some more rules now so make sure your listening. You're not allowed to lie to me. If I ask you something, you need to tell me the truth. I want you to be polite to people that you meet, and I don't want any whining and tantrums okay?"

"Okay, daddy."

"Good girl. Now there are more rules so would you like to write them down and create a list to help you remember?"

"Yes, Please."

"Okay, well I'm going to help you get dry. Then I want you to go to your room, choose a dress to wear, and get some paper and a pencil from the desk in your room. When you've done that come and sit on the bed until I'm done in the shower."

Bella scurried off to her room, so I stepped into the shower turning it on to cold to quickly solve my problem. When I stepped out she was sat naked on the bed recreating my previous problem. As I didn't have time for another cold shower I helped her get dressed and dry her hair leaving enough time to help her create a list before we went to see my parents.

Naughty things:

Lying to daddy

Not being polite to people

Not doing as daddy says

Shouting, whining and tantrums

Making too much mess

Hitting

Having my paci during the day

Going into daddy's special room

Staying up past bed time

"Okay, baby. That's enough for now. We can always add to it later. There's something I need to talk to you about. so come sit over here in my lap."

"Am I in trouble?"

"No, little girl. You haven't done anything wrong. Daddy's going to take you to see some doctors today."

"Why, daddy? Am I sick? I don't like doctors, they're scary. I don't wanna see the doctors." She said looking up at me with a pout.

"No, baby. I don't think you're sick, but daddy has to make sure you're healthy. Dr. Carlisle and Dr. Esme are going to look at you for me."

"No! Daddy, I not see the doctors. I not!"

"Isabella! Remember your rules or I'll punish you with a sore bottom before we see them. Now I know you're scared, but Carlisle and Esme are my parents, so I know there going to be very nice to you and I'll be with you the whole time if you want."

She nodded at me with tear filled eyes. They held so much fear it made me wonder what sort of experience she'd had with doctors before, but I decided to wait until later to ask her rather than make her dwell on it now.

I carried a reluctant Little Bell down the stairs and placed her into the car. She was quiet the whole drive there and I was glad that our appointment was set up when the office was closed, as this was probably going to take a while.

"Hi, mom. Hi, dad. This is Isabella." I said, gesturing to the shy scared girl cowering behind me as we stepped inside.

"Hello, Edward. Hello, Isabella. It's lovely to meet you," replied my mother.

"Yes, hello Isabella. It's a pleasure. I hope my son is being the gentleman he was raised to be."

"Dad, I take offence to your doubt." I said with a grin. Carlisle just chuckled and shook his head.

"Come on. Let's get started," my mom said gently leading us into an exam room.

"Baby, take your clothes and panties off and put this gown on, I'll help you." Five minutes later she was dressed in the gown and looking more and more nervous.

"Lay down on the bed for Esme. Good girl."

"Can you scoot your bottom further down for me please, sweetheart? That's it. And place your legs into the stirrups for me," my mom asked.

Bella whimpered, but did as she was asked. I climbed onto the large bed and gently lifted her head to rest on my lap whilst taking her hand in mine to comfort her.

"I'm just going to gently feel your breasts, honey."

"Okay, good. Everything feels fine there. Now I'm just going to have a feel here." Mom explained touching her vagina.

"Tell me if something hurts or feels uncomfortable," she said, gently rubbing her leg for reassurance. "It's alright, sweetie." She cooed, before starting to insert her little finger. I could tell the moment she placed her finger inside Isabella's vagina from the way she tensed up and tightened her grip on my hand.

"Is that uncomfortable?" My mom asked, also noticing her tense up. Isabella just nodded.

"Alright, I'm done. You can put your panties back on now."

"Edward, her hymen is still intact, so I can't do a full pelvic exam until it's been broken. Apart from that everything looks good," she said, taking her gloves off and heading for the door.

"Yeah, I expected that. Thanks mom."

"No problem dear, I'll go send your father in."

"Daddy, can I go play now?"

"No, baby, you have to see Carlisle now."

"But, daddy, I already seen Dr. Esme, I want to plaaay," she whined.

"Isabella, stop your whining. I know you don't want Carlisle to look at you, baby, but you have to. You did really well with Esme now you just have to be a good girl for Carlisle. When he's finished then you can play."

"Well then why don't we get this over with," my dad said, coming in the door. He held up his stethoscope and asked her if she knew what it was. When she shook her head he explained it was to listen to her heartbeat.

"Can I place this on your chest and back to listen?" Little Bell nodded her head looking a little more comfortable with Carlisle.

"It's a little fast, but that's not unexpected," he said to me, but so that he was also telling Bella.

"Can you come step over onto the weighing scales for me?" She nodded and slowly got off the bed, but kept a tight grip on my hand.

"Baby you're going to have to let go of my hand for a few minutes while Carlisle sees how much you weigh. I'm going to stand right here next to you." I explained as I gently removed my hand from hers so she could step onto the scale.

"Hmm, she could put on a little bit more weight but 102 pounds for her height isn't too bad. Okay Isabella you can step down and go back over to the bed now." She climbed back onto the bed leaning her body into me.

"This is a blood pressure cuff and I'm going to fasten it onto your arm like this and measure how hard your heart is pumping blood through your body. When I squeeze the pump it tightens the cuff on your arm which might feel a little uncomfortable."

Isabella tensed and whimpered as my father started squeezing the pump making it tight around her arm. I squeezed her hand reassuringly and held her to me that bit tighter hoping she wouldn't make a fuss.

"It's a little high, but again not unexpected. Were almost done just her blood and shots to do."

 

"No Daddy! No needles. I not like them, they stingy." Little Bell shouted. This was the part I had expected to be most difficult, many children had a fear of needles. I wasn't surprised by her reaction now when Carlisle told me her file said, she needed a couple of stitches to her arm at fourteen and had thrown up all over the doctor when she threw such a big tantrum.

"Baby, you haven't had any of the shots your were supposed to have as a teenager, and they need to test a sample of your blood to make sure everything's okay."

"No! Please, daddy, please," she begged, starting to cry, causing a tug in my heart. I hated making her cry.

"I'm sorry, but you have to. I'll be right here with you and it'll be really quick. I promise. Carlisle, I think one shot and her bloods will be enough for today."

"I agree. She wouldn't have been able to have them all today anyway."

"No, I not getting any!" she huffed, folding her arms across her chest, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"If you're a good girl and be brave I'll let you have ice cream afterwards," I said, bribing her as she situated herself in my lap, burying her head into my shoulder.

"Chocolate?"

I chuckled.

"Yes, If chocolate's what you want. Are you ready?" I asked, but she shook her head.

"I not want too." She replied in the tiniest pouty voice.

"I know. Keep your head facing this way and take a deep breath for me…and another one, that's it." I rubbed circles on the opposite arm hoping it would distract and keep her calm.

"Okay, sweetheart. You're going to feel a little pinch," Carlisle said, plunging the needle into her arm.

"Owww!" Little Bell whimpered and started to cry pulling her arm away from his grasp as she felt the needle breaking through her skin and the medicine being pushed into her body, causing a small sting.

"Shhh… It's okay. That one's all done." I soothed as Carlisle placed a band-aid onto her arm while she calmed down.

"Just your blood to take now, honey. Then Edward can take you home."

Her breathing started to hitch and her little frame started to shake slightly.

"Hey, Isabella, look at me. I need you to be brave one more time for me."

I leaned down to whisper in her ear how well she was doing, kissing her on the cheek as I did so. Once I felt her body relax a bit I gave Carlisle a slight nod to go ahead.

"Owww d…AH…ddy." She screeched. "I don't like it. T…aake it o…ooout."

"It's almost over, baby, Shhh. You're okay. Daddy's got you."

"It's hurrrtting da…ddy."

"I know, baby."

"It's out, you're all done." Carlisle told her as he taped some cotton wool onto the crook of her arm where the needle had just been.

 

I quietly cuddled her to my chest for a few minutes listening to her heartbreaking cries.

"You did very well, little one. Daddy's very pleased with you."

"C…can I … h … have… ice cream now?" Bell asked through her slowing hiccupping sobs.

"Let's have dinner first and then you can have some."

"Okay."

We said goodbye to my parents and stopped at a little Italian restaurant to pick up dinner before picking up the ice cream. I had yet to talk with her about how she was to behave in public, so I thought it was best to eat at home were it was more comfortable.

After we had finished dinner and the chocolate ice cream Isabella seemed to enjoy so much, I led her to settle on the couch with me. She tucked herself right under my arm resting her head onto my shoulder and placed her thumb in her mouth.

"Baby, I know we talked about some of your rules today, but tomorrow we have a lot more to talk about. I'm going to explain some things to you and I want you to talk to me too."

"Will you tell me how to please you daddy? I want to make you happy like uncle Aro said to do."

"Yes, we'll talk about that tomorrow, but you've already pleased me, Isabella. You did so well today."

Isabella yawned and snuggled further into me, even though it was early it had been a hard long day for us and we could both use some sleep.

"Come on, baby. Let's go to bed, It's been a long day."

"Okay. I am kinda tired," she mumbled.

"Can I have my paci for sleep time daddy?"

"Yeah, baby. Go get it."

She went to get her pacifier then I helped her get ready before curling up in what was now our bed. I listened to her breathing even out as she drifted to sleep lying on my chest.

"You're going to be okay, Isabella," I whispered drifting into my own peaceful sleep.

Daddy's Girl Intro

Daddy's Girl Intro - Beta'd by Sunshine My Love

I Edward Cullen, am two things. One of them is a Dominant and the other is a psychologist at my parents’ clinic. For the last two years I’ve also worked with my brother, Emmett, to help him and the FBI save a young girl from the men who held her captive for the last fifteen years. When Emmett first asked for my help I wasn't so sure. I had only recently qualified as a psychologist at the time and I didn't think I'd be much help. After Em showed me the case file, and I met the psychological consultant he would have been working with, I changed my mind. That guy was an idiot. You see this case wasn't just your normal human trafficking. Isabella was three when the Volturi family took her. She was raised in the mindset of a little girl, not the young woman she is. This was so that at eighteen, she could be sold to the highest bidder wanting to fulfil his daddy fetish.

Today, however, is the day she comes home with me. Yep, you guessed it. To those at the auction, I'm the lucky bastard that is now the new owner of a naughty little girl, who needs to learn to please her daddy, but to the FBI I saved her. Time was up. She was turning eighteen and going to be sold at an auction. We had no more time to prove her stepfather was involved. No more time to prove that the Volturi's killed her mother and forged documents placing her in their custody. Just no more time. When my brother first suggested I buy her I thought he had finally cracked, but when he pointed out she not only needed saving before she was sold, but that she would also need a lot of psychological help, I agreed. To him, I'm kinky and professionally qualified, therefore I was the man for the job, and unfortunately he was right. This girl was raised not knowing any different. She didn't understand that most other eighteen year olds didn't suck on pacifiers or play with Barbie's while wearing frilly dresses. I knew what I had to do. I had to be the hard dominant daddy she had been taught to want, while I slowly introduce her to life as an adult, teach her to have freedom, and to live the normalcy other eighteen year olds live.