The Cost of Freedom Is High

This Is Your Life

"So who got this little angel ?" I asked, entering the main living room with the new puppy nestled safely in my arms.

I noticed the many different Christmas decorations, and even the magnificent Christmas tree, but I wanted to get down to the bottom of this adorable little fluff ball.

All of the guys were sitting around, or even settled on blankets on the floor. I noticed that all of BMTH had joined us.

"We found him on the road while coming back, thought we might bring him back as a little gift." Oli informed me.

"Thank you." I replied.

I set him down so that he could run around a little bit, and that's when Matt Kean pulled me down onto his lap.

"I've missed having you around." Matt K. said.

"Sorry." I muttered.

"Come here, puppy." Michael clicked from across the room.

To my surprise the dog ran over to Michael, so that he was able to lift him up.

Right as the dog was being lifted up, over Michael's lap, he lifted up his leg a little bit and suddenly Michael's pants were covered with dog pee.

As I giggled a bit, from the safety of Matt's arms, I received a death glare from Michael.

"He likes you." I chuckled.

"Really funny, Bella." He growled, getting up, and leaving the room to change.

I looked up to see most everyone staring me down in a disappointed look.

"It was hilarious and you know it." I replied.

"Looks like you're not the only one who doesn't like to behave." Danny stated.

"Hilarious." I said.

"and sexy, I'm like the full package." Danny told me.

"Talking about packages." Angelo muttered, getting up and leaving the room.

That left me a little confused.

"Come on." Matt K. groaned, picking me up and sitting me upright next to him.

"Here we go." Angelo huffed, carrying a large cardboard box which he placed in front of me.

"You're joking, right?" I asked him, and everyone else.

"Nope. It's a gift for all of us." Chris told me.

That comment made me wonder a bit.

What were they hinting at?

"Go ahead." Danny said.

I went ahead, ripped the heavy tape off of the top of the box, and opened up the top.

I shut it just as fast, and couldn't believe what was in there.

"No way." I declared, shaking my head in disbelief.

"Is there a problem?" Tyler asked with a smirk on his face.

"Come on, I thought we were a little past this." I groaned, taking another look down at the neatly folded pairs of lingerie.

With only guesstimating I'd assume there were more than 20 pairs. Three fourths or more being black of course.

"We didn't ever get past it, simply because it wasn't something that was ever going to end. Along with just about every rule we laid down during that first week you came here with everyone else." Chris replied.

"Before you go and say something stupid, I suggest that you go upstairs, change into one of those outfits, and meet back in the kitchen." Ronnie warned me.

"Fine." I grumbled, picking up the first one off of the top and heading upstairs to one of the smaller bathrooms.

Slipping my clothes off and the lingerie on there was a familiar sense of dread running through my veins. I hated this, but I guess Chris was right. It wasn't like I ever truly thought I wouldn't have to wear this. Plus this was not the worse thing, if all I had to do today was wear lingerie, today would be a pretty good day.

I remembered the puppy, and I became a bit more okay with things again.

Once my clothes were put away I went back down to the kitchen.

"It should be a crime that you hid all of that beauty from us." Thrasher whispered, pulling me up against his chest.

"Are you saying you don't just love me for my personality?" I asked jokingly.

"Don't get sassy with me." He responded.

"Okay." I said with a smile on my face.

"Hey Bella, go ahead and take everything out of the oven." Jinxx instructed me, grabbing something from the fridge.

"I'll let you do your job." Thrasher told me, letting me go.

He walked away, and that's when I grabbed the hot pads, and took out the few pans from the oven.

"Just bring down as many of those as possible to the main dining table, and I'll get everything else." Jinxx said.

"Okay."

I got a grip on a few of the pans and brought them down to the largest dining room table.

As I was making my way down a hallway, I ran into Tyler.

"Hey there you fine piece of ass." Tyler stated.

"This was all you wasn't it?" I growled, pushing him against the wall as I sat the pans down on a small table.

"What exactly would you be referencing?" He wondered.

"Everyone's sudden change in attitude. Suddenly things seem to have just gotten very fucking serious." I snarled.

"Why would you think that I caused it?" He asked now smiling.

"You were the one a little while ago to bring up the whole being too lenient thing. Plus based on your shit eating grin I'm getting that you had something to do with this." I told him.

He grabbed my shoulders, pushed me back up against the wall and pinned my arms above my head.

"First off, don't try to do that ever again. Secondly, this was an idea we all had together, and third of all before we get into the dining room you will really want to change your attitude. Everything will be the way it should be from the beginning, which means proper addressal, attitude, and well most things you don't do now." Tyler answered.

"So why all of the interior changes, which may I add I haven't seen any of so far." I asked him.

"Someone will explain it to you after breakfast." Tyler said.

"Really, that's all?" I wondered.

"We could have a quickie first if that's what you want." He chuckled.

"If anyone other than you told me that I'd punch them in the fucking face." I told him honestly.

"Do it, I'd love to see you try to walk after that punishment." Tyler tested me.

"Let's just go and get this over with." I groaned.

Finally to my relief he let go of my arms, and picked up the pans himself.

"So have you thought of any names for the dog?" He asked as we made our way to the table.

"I was thinking of Peaches." I admitted.

Tyler laughed.

"Peaches?" He questioned me.

"Oh, is that not good enough for you?" I asked.

"It's generic and way too fluffy." He chuckled.

"I can't do anything right, can I?" I exclaimed.

"From what James told me a little bit ago you can." Tyler smirked.

I rolled my eyes, and made my way past him and towards where everyone else was sitting around the huge table.

"Nice outfit." Vic stated as I sat in between him and Ben.

"Thanks, I like to call it the slutty teenager." I whispered back.

"Not funny." Vic replied.

Exactly, if anyone knew that it wasn't funny it would be me.

"Eat something, you're becoming a fucking twig." Craig stated.

"Well then." I grumbled.

It was almost completely silent as everyone ate breakfast, but there was something hidden in the silence. I could feel it, but it wasn't a common feeling. This was coming from a direct person. I'd figure it out later.

"So we'll quickly explain the schedule, and then we'll have Ricky and Ryan take you downstairs and show you the new layout." Danny told me.

I nodded my head in aggreal.

"What's going to happen as Tyler may have began to explain is that things are going to change. We're getting back to the way things were always supposed to be originally. I understand though that for some more specific things it may take more time to get accustomed to so we've come together and agreed upon a schedule. Starting today and through the rest of the week you may refuse intimate interactions for 3 full days. The 2nd week you can have two days, third week 1 day, and finally by the fourth week you'll be expected to follow all requests and demands that are made, if not as usual punishment will follow suit." Chris explained.

"Any questions?" Craig asked.

"I..uh..I guess not." I stuttered, a little surprised at everything I guess.

"Good, go ahead and follow Ricky and Ryan then and we'll see you later." Chris replied.

"Come on." Ryan Sitkowski said, motioning for me to follow him and Ricky down the hall.

I did as he asked me to do.

"I'm not in trouble, right?" I wondered.

"You're fine." Ricky promised me.

I followed the two of them down the infamous dark staircase to the punishment room, and when I arrived at the bottom of the stairs, my breath was taken away.

This was not what I remembered.

"Like it?" Ryan chuckled.

My mouth dropped as I glanced around the room, past the black and red decals on the wall and hanging from the ceiling in gorgeous drapes you barely noticed the whips, chains, ropes, paddles, and other punishment devices hanging up on the walls.

Before it looked like a straight up torture chamber, but now despite housing the same materials it appeared to be more of a intimate room. Now I understood what Michael and DJ had stressed about bringing together the world of pain and pleasure. This is what they've done with this room.

It was scarily beautiful.

"I don't like it, based on the fact that I hate everything it stands for, but in the extent of liking its appearance. It's a bit nicer and less harsh. " I admitted.

"Don't let it fool you though. If you can't follow the rules you will be punished, and if you have to go through a punishment like we gave you before everyday, then so be it. You will learn and accept your role one way or another." Ricky stated.

"Yes, sir." I replied.

"That's more like it." Ryan smiled.

"That's really the main thing we wanted to show you. In the rooms that we've been working on we've added a few things to each room that will make things a bit more comfortable. With that in every room and bathroom there's multiple 'toys' available for you know what. We want you to be as comfortable as possible, after all this is your life now." Ricky said.

"Yeah, I'm starting to get that." I muttered.

"Good, we're done here as far as I'm concerned so I'll let you stay here for a bit and have a bit of time alone." Ryan said.

"Thanks."

"No problem." He smiled and left with Ricky.

I spent about 10 minutes standing in the middle of the room, taking everything in, and that's when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Bella?" Someone called.

"Yeah?" I called back.

"We need to have a little chat." Kuza told me, walking right in front of me.

"Okay, where?" I wondered.

"In my room, it's still connected to this room." He answered, and led me across this room and into his, closing the door behind me.

Kuza looked nervous, but in a different way. It was very hard to explain.

One thing was certain though, he was making me a little freaked out as I sat on his bed and he paced back and forth in front of me.

"Are you okay?" I wondered, in the nicest voice possible.

"I'm fine, I just think you and I need to have a talk about something important." He replied.

"What about?" I asked.

With that question he finally sat down in a chair across from me, and while gazing deep into my eyes, he seemed to be trying to view my soul.

Something was wrong.

"Your baby."

"Actually our baby." He corrected himself.