Bella Bound!

Prologue:

Calvin Grange has shared an epic tale, a chronicle that began right here, focused on his bisexual journey starting at the age of seventy. Told in the first-person, and now at book-length, we hear his voice and feel exactly what he feels. It is raw and real, sometimes almost brutal and disconcerting, but always strangely sensitive and absolutely loving. Much like one should expect, given the emotional turmoil of significant change in one's life. He is still married to Victoria, but her life is also changing, and dramatically so. Calvin's first male lover Zach, a young Black man, ends up loving both husband and wife.

The first series "Bi Husband BBC Obsessed," told in 12 parts, shares that journey in detail that includes Calvin's new found love for gay-sex. The second series, "All In The Family," told in 5 Parts, brings Zach into their lives. For Victoria, her love for Zach meant her first threesome, a DP, and an earth-shattering anal-orgasm. The third series, "BBC Zach moves-in," told in 6 Parts, has Zach actually moving-in with Calvin and Victoria. This is serious stuff. As that move is in-progress, Zach brings home his Black potential-girlfriend Bella for dinner. What follows for Victoria, already smitten with Zach, is her first ever lesbian-sex with Bella, and a foursome that just flirts with bondage and the sting of the riding crop. Today's story, "Bella Bound," takes us straight into hardcore BDSM-sex between Calvin and Bella, and a love affair that takes all of them by surprise.

A gripping epic tale already, and a complex psychological, and sizzling sexual drama between all four that is impossible to categorize.

Please enjoy "Bella Bound!"

Bella Bound!

Time passed. At some point I seemed to understand that we needed to untangle, and Bella's blindfold and cuffs needed to be removed. Bodies needed to be showered, nourished, and readied for sleep. I was unsure how or even if, Bella had survived the assault. I worried about the red marks on her Black butt cheeks. Had it gone too far, or was it possible that it had not gone far enough?

"Beautiful lovers, it's late, let's get ready for bed!" I said with as much command as I could muster, my cock had finally quieted down, but remained in Bella's still nurturing mouth. Zach's cock, from my vantage point, seemed permanently imbedded in Bella's butt. Victoria looked serene with her head lying atop Zach's back, as Zach lay collapsed on Bella's sloppy wet back, and her arms bound at her wrists. Slowly, in sequence, the tangled crew began to untangle. Victoria up first, then Zach's torso followed making it clear that monster Black cock, even spent still was living-large deep inside Bella. Zach fumbled, and removed Bella's cuffs as I pulled off her blindfold. I lifted her head with both hands, and my flaccid white cock fell from her Black well-fucked, come-smeared face. Victoria couldn't resist lending a hand to assist Zach, in pulling his now only semi-hard Black cock out of Bella's unbelievably fucked-and-gaped butt. Victoria squealed at the sight, as come poured out of Bella's butt and onto the already drenched white towel.

"My God," I exclaimed. "What a first evening this turned into, welcome to our home Bella! I hope you are still alive?"

"Yes Master," Bella's first words in a good long while, and they were those special words. "I have never felt more welcomed. I love each of you so much, and you are 'My Master.' Thank you, and thank you Victoria, my lover! I need a shower. Where's Zachery, your cock is a wonder!"

"I'm right here Bella," Zach was on his feet, what an adonis. He leaned down and kissed Bella's face and mouth, right between my legs, and in doing so he also sucked my cock clean. What a gesture. Then like she weighed nothing, he flipped her over on her back and picked her up in one swoop. Cradled in his arms, she looked like a naked and well-fucked bride, being carried across the threshold. God what a threshold we all had already crossed.

Victoria and I gathered the gear, and that huge soaked towel, leaving those two in Zach's new master suite. We closed the door behind us, honestly not sure when or if we'd see them again, before morning. There was a feeling of closure, on a day to remember. Victoria showered in our master bath, I took a quick bath in the third bathroom, and soon sleep was our ultimate salvation.

All too soon, sun and my dog Atticus would bring us back to life. For a bit we resisted, but the needs of Atticus would win out. I left Victoria to snooze in the sunlit bedroom, and headed out for a sobering walk. The night came back, consuming my brain. What to make of it, and where on earth would it go from here? I felt I needed time alone with Bella, so much to share and so much that I truly had yet to digest. My experience as a Dom in the distant past, had always been one-on-one, an uncomplicated reality compared to the dynamics we all had to face now. Yes, I was unsure. Happy, sated, excited, but unsure. What is the recognized 'Master' to do under these circumstances? What communication had taken place over the night between Zach and Bella, and what lay ahead this morning?

There was Bella's new Mercedes in my driveway. I was glad to see it, as easily she could have left during the night. So I walked with my adoring Atticus, that simple act normalizing things, the sun itself bringing buoyancy and optimism. It was a very good walk, and upon opening my own front door the familiar aroma of dark roast Sumatra greeted me. Had Victoria actually gotten out of bed, when remaining would be so sweet and comforting? No, it was the healthy, happy, smiling faces of Zach and Bella that greeted me. Both were in bathrobes apparently preparing a breakfast for us. They had not known I was out walking the dog and assumed Victoria and I, the two 'old folks,' were still in bed.

Bella approached me and spoke first, "Good morning my Master!" My God, those words again, and now they were words that actually calmed me. Of course they were also exciting as always, but calming in a perfect way, suggesting that all had survived the night. She hugged me saying, "We thought you were both asleep, and hoped the smell of coffee brewing would allow you to wake up to this beautiful sunny day."

"Wonderful!" I said to Bella, "Go on in and wake your lover, though I'm sure she's already awake and just being lazy. As Zach already knows, the sun shines into that end of the house early. We were both awake, but I had to take Atticus out. She'll be glad to see your face no matter what. I'll join Zach, and prepare my routine Vegan breakfast. And thank you beautiful, coming back to the coffee brewing was perfect!"

"Master," Bella whispered. "I hope for some time alone with you. I'd like to talk." And with that she offered a kiss and a hug, her body obviously naked beneath that bathrobe, she made sure that her hard nipples communicated their presence. It was more than I had allowed myself to expect, and goodness, she wanted time alone. My cock jumped to life in my sweatpants. Now, time alone with Bella was my secret priority.

Hugging her back, I slipped my hands into the open top of the bathrobe and aggressively pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers for just a moment. Her knees buckled, her eyes closed, and a barely whispered moan hit my ears like a siren screaming out in lust. I wasn't sure what any of this meant, but I wanted her badly. Being cautious, I whispered back, "I want time alone Bella, indeed we do need to talk." And with that I scooted her toward the master bedroom and Victoria.

Aroused and afraid, I went into the kitchen greeting Zach with a hug, knowing he'd expect me to cop a healthy feel of his Black cock. So I did, saying, "How was your night son? Any specific plans for the day?"

"Pretty wonderful dad, though we were worn out and slept like babies, after a shower with that dream girl." He was clearly smitten, this was complicated. He continued, "And no, we both are clear, plans for the day and such things are for the Daddy of this house to decide. Bella is taken with the whole scene, and especially with her new Master." Good God, could it be true? Was Zach actually at peace with the lead I had only hoped for? No question that last evening, we were all swept away, and I had my way testing some limits with Bella, really using his monster Black cock as a tool in a theater of my design. For a moment I was reminded of that first night and then a whole weekend with Zach, never sure about my advances until it was so obvious no one could miss it. Could the same thing be playing out with Bella, but with a BDSM flavor? It was too beautiful to believe, and I wasn't going to take any of it for granted. Only an hour earlier, I'd been happily surprised to even see her car still here, thinking she could have had enough and left in the night.

As my mind was in an aroused fog, thinking at a hundred miles an hour, out came Bella and Victoria holding hands. Both now with open bathrobes flowing, breasts and bodies in full display, those giggles signaling something possibly grand. Everybody was all smiles, and we had a long and relaxed breakfast that totally avoided any sexual talk. I alone was semi-dressed, in sweatpants and running shoes, but all bathrobes were tied now and nobody was groping. With uncertainty, I detected a bit of physical distance between Zach and Bella, probably mostly because Bella and Victoria seemed the most connected. Still the need to talk with Bella alone loomed, and I proposed that Zach join his 'mother' for the planned Saturday morning grocery shopping. Victoria was only too happy to have Zach join her, and Zach was all smiles about the idea. Three would be a crowd in any case at T&C, but to be polite Victoria asked Bella if she wanted to come along. Perfect, Bella declined saying she felt lazy. So a quick change, and the two were off. Thank God!

I sat down on the couch, and without any prompting, Bella was practically in my lap. "Dying to hear your thoughts," I said, looking this beauty straight in the eyes. "How are you from yesterday's drama, and how are things with you and Zach?"

"I'm more than fine, swept away by the welcome from you and Victoria. What a woman, and your Bainbridge home is a dream." She opened, then a pause and no mention of Zach. "Zach is a wonderful young man, and yes he has an amazing cock, remember Black much less a genuine BBC is new to me. He has obviously grown tremendously under your several weeks of tutelege, I enjoyed most every minute with him, and was happy to have him 'top' me under your direction. But it's obvious that there is only one Master here, and in men that is what lights my fire. I could easily see Zach as a boyfriend, dating and such, and likely that would suit him just fine. Give him what he wants, whatever he needs, no problem. But in terms of fire, I'm hot for girl-time with Victoria, and it's you I need as my Master. You are a natural, I got just a taste of that and God is that ever what I need." She paused, but frankly she had packed the world into just those few sentences.

My cock was hard, I'm sure my face was flushed, her words blew me away. "Bella, I don't know exactly how to handle the social dynamics of this, thank goodness you are a therapist and life coach. I love Zach, and am like a father to him. And yes, I imagined that the sheer size of that beast between his legs carried weight. It sure does with Victoria, and as you knew already and saw in person, I too love that cock. Love sucking it especially. But as you likely imagined, the whole while I wanted time alone with you. I wanted to drag that leather bag out of your car, torture those fucking nipples and test your limits, if you have any."

"I love that you know yourself so well, and that you are bisexual. Have at it," Bella said with good humor. "But cock size doesn't make a Master, and your age, that white hair and groomed white beard only add to the authority you carry with your every word and action. Your voice makes me melt, my nipples are hard and my shaved cunt is flowing right now."

I opened her bathrobe and took hold of those erect nipples, and squeezed hard looking her straight in the eyes, I leaned forward and kissed her lips tenderly with love and lust in my heart. "You Bella are a dream to me, I am aching to love and abuse you. I've had some dominating play with Victoria in our ten years of marriage, but she is not a natural sub, she has rules and limits that I have to respect. Our gear collection is minimal and mostly used to create attitude, ambiance, and until last night only used well in the past. The Stockroom-look appeals to her, not the reality. Bondage, even that riding crop was unused, until last night, so I was gentle even with you. She has zero tolerance for pain, and anal play. That is until I had Zach take her, and she had her first anal-orgasm. But she is a darling, and I have felt sad that my life history of aggressive BDSM was likely in the past." I paused reflecting, "It was in those ten years of a changing reality here, that my thoughts and fantasies moved toward realizing my long repressed bisexuality, and along came Zach."

Bella's eyes were tearing-up, likely not from the continuing pressure of my thumbs and forefingers torturing her nipples, but from realizing some of my pain, anguish, and frustrations. Hard things for her so-called 'Master' to admit. Still our eyes remained connected, and my pressure on her nipples unrelenting. This time we kissed with unreal passion, pain, pleasure, and mutual understanding of complex ordeal life had been for both of us. Tongues in gasping mouths, panting, her breasts heaving. I let her nipples go and took a moment to open her bathrobe completely, and for the first time to take hold of both breasts, roughly them up and sucking her nipples into my mouth. What tits, what a handful of womanliness, I chewed gently at first then harder. I pulled away for a moment to look at this beautiful Black body framed by the white bathrobe, grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back and away from me with force, what a joy to feel absolute control of her and know it was wanted.

"So cunt, I want you right now, but Victoria and Zach will be returning anytime," I said sadly. "What are your thoughts on my sharing, and on the road we must somehow navigate, being truthful to ourselves, but knowing there are two other wonderful people deeply involved?"

"Oh my Master," she gasped. "You decide the path, I pledge I will follow. Victoria and Zachery are wonderful people, I love them both. They are and should remain in our lives, but I want you to take me, use and abuse me, however you want and when you are ready."

"Go get yourself dressed darling Bella," I said almost sternly. "When they get back, we'll all make plans to go out for lunch, then return. Usually that means a nap together, and that worked when we brought Zach into our bed. I'll think about this, and you know we'll both be consumed by it during lunch. I'm thinking that at lunch, I may bring up that satchel of gear in your trunk and propose we bring it in. With that pretense, we may start a new road to discovery for all of us, I may take you on the living room floor right in front of them. Not sure what will happen, I am the only God damn Daddy in this house, and I will run the fucking show. Likely I'll direct them, Zach owes his mother a good fuck. We'll see. Love me and trust me."

"Yes Master, I love that simple and honest plan. I love you and I trust you. I am yours," Bella offered so earnestly.

"Go get ready for lunch, compose yourself and be joyful. I aim to navigate this challenge with kindness and love, a do-no-harm spirit, but I intend to have you today." Nothing left to say, we stood up and shared a passionate kiss, we were each off to normalize this amazing truth shared and bond formed. So real, so fraught with emotional danger.

I freshen-up in my bathroom, and in short order, Victoria and Zach were cheerfully back with groceries and a fresh supply of wine. I could only imagine that they had a good time, maybe a good talk, and even some acts of affection. I hoped so. Bella came out to the kitchen moments later, looking happy and dressed for a Saturday outing. As groceries were put away, I announced with some authority, "Let's not fuss with lunch here, I'm in the mood for lunch out, maybe Bella will take us in her pretty new Mercedes?"

Bella picked-up on that directive in an instant, setting things in motion, "I'll be glad to drive, as long as my Master will navigate!" That put me in the front passenger seat, exactly where I wanted to be.

"Glad to navigate, let's head just out of town to our favorite Thai restaurant. Vegan for me and most anything anyone else could wish for, including Mimosas like a Sunday brunch on a sunny Saturday." I wouldn't need or want one, but all the others might, I hoped.

Twenty minutes later and right about noon we were seated outside facing Liberty Bay, a very lovely setting. All three ordered Mimosas the moment our waiter greeted us. I ordered a Pellegrino, and already knew what I was having. So I smiled and reflected on the drive, during which I was all business chatting and directing Bella, while appreciating her new car. That metallic charcoal exterior was beautifully contrasted with an off-white leather. Zach and Victoria in the back seemed well-yoked, sitting comfortably close in the tight rear bucket-seats, engaged in very cheerful banter.

I didn't hurry anything during the lunch, but turned the conversation to our amazing last evening's events. "That was a wonderful evening, I think for all of us. Any special highlights anyone wants to comment on? I for one can't wait to see what stash Bella brought in her trunk!" I paused for just a second, and felt comfortable being so direct. I of course had an agenda, and at noon, we were still nearly alone in our outside seating. In any case, the talk was not explicit.

"I was hoping you'd suggest that, and absolutely I'll be excited to share my gear, and my heartfelt passion," Bella was on-point and things were rolling. "If the Mimosa is strong, I might ask you to drive us home." She didn't need to use the word Master, it was obvious that I'd be driving, and that I'd be carrying in her prized leather satchel, once home."

Zach jumped in to say, "Dad, about last night, I loved that provocative show by Victoria and Bella, it sure set the stage. God do I hope, and expect, more of that. Wild! But after that, I need to thank you for directing that incredible finale in my master suite. You are the only Daddy in that house. A toast to you!" Good on Zach, a toast followed, and another round on Mimosas.

"Zach and I had a good talk in the car and at T&C this morning," Victoria stepped in. "Yesterday with my new lover Bella, changed my life. I'm still excited and in shock. My first real 'girlfriend.' That was big, as big as how Zach's entry into our family has changed all our lives. Thank you both. I am in love with you both. I had dreams about dancing with you Bella, in our new red catsuits. More please, more!"

So the stage was set, the leisurely meal consumed, and in leaving Bella clinged to my arm, a little high I think, and handed me the electronic keys to her car. I pressed the button, opened the passenger door for Zach and Victoria to barrel into the back seat. Then took Bella's hand, and after a quick kiss, ushered her into the passenger seat. I was the designated driver. Getting adjusted behind the wheel, I urged Zach and Victoria on, "You two enjoy the ride back there!" To the sounds of their giggles, I held Bella's hand openly while driving. I loved it.

Once in our driveway, I again handled everyone's exit and directed Victoria to open the front door, while Bella and I pulled her substantial leather satchel out of the trunk. We followed, walking in arm-in-arm. Sweet. Maintaining that momentum I announced, "Everyone get freshened-up and I'll see you in the living room for Bella's unveiling!" That announcement was not questioned, and Bella and I kissed openly in excitement. She excused herself for a moment, and returned in her red tights, after urging Victoria to do the same. She did, and I donned my bathrobe uniform, as did Zach. They were all a little high on the Mimosas.