This is a Twilight discipline story and I am loosely basing it on a cartoon I found on the internet called "Avoiding Domestic Discipline." It is pretty funny and you can check it out at www(dot)chicagospankingreview(dot)org/comicspage/add1-12(dot)html.

I want to thank my beta Icul8ter for helping me to polish this up and for her encouragement. I wrote for my sister and singsynchro1114 who wanted a Bella/Edward discipline story, hope you like it.

Warning: this story contains spanking of an adult, so consider yourself warned. In other words if spanking makes you uncomfortable then don't read it.

I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does :( I also don't own the cartoon Avoiding Domestic Discipline, Cc does. No copyright infringement intended.

Based on Rule #12 of Avoiding Domestic Discipline by Kanami and Ayase and attributed to Cc. (The original rule reads, "Be very careful when you choose to discuss Domestic Discipline in your relationship. He might really jump at the idea.)

1) Be careful what you wish for – when you ask for a little discipline you may get more then you bargained for.

Charlie had left the house at 11 pm to check on a late night call and Edward was due at any minute, but Bella could not stop her conflicting thoughts. Terror struck her heart at what she was about to ask Edward. What did it mean if he wouldn't do it? What would it mean if he did? What the hell was she thinking? Thoughts of her earlier conversations with Alice and Edward ran through her head and only strengthened her resolve.

Bella knew that her behavior over the last few months had scared a number of people, Charlie, Jake, Angela, Jessica, Alice, and now Edward himself. Valuing honesty whenever it was feasible, Bella confessed to Edward the risks she had taken on the ride back from the Cullen's. Edward had pulled the car over in order to chastise her for said behaviors. But Bella was already aware of the almost manic obsession that had ruled her life while he was gone. The fact that she could act like that, filled her with fear, remorse, and reduced her to a sobbing mess. Seeing her tears Edward stopped his lecture to hug her, took her home, and then proceeded to tuck her in for a long nights rest.

With six days left of spring break Bella had spent the day with her good girl friend (and future sister in law it looked like) Alice. So much had happened in three short days, and with it only being Tuesday, Bella could sort out some things before she had to go back to school. Although she was grounded Charlie had such a soft spot for Alice that he allowed Bella a companion in her solitude.

Earlier the girls had been lounging on the living room couch; watching movies with the soft sound of rain falling in the background. For the tenth time in less then an hour Alice's small body shifted positions. "Alice what is wrong with you? Do you want me to move to give you more room?" Bella asked.

Alice could not look Bella in the face as she responded, "No; don't move. I'm sorry, I'm always sore after a spanking. Jasper is so disappointed in my behavior that I got spanked last night, and I am suppose to get another tonight. I don't think I will be able to sit comfortably for a month. What about you; aren't you sore after Edward spanked you?"

Bella's mouth dropped at the word spanking and had remained open throughout Alice's speech. What the fuck?!?! Jasper spanked her, how could she talk about it so nonchalantly? And to suggest that Edward would do something like that to her, it was absurd. She shuddered, "N n noooooo! Ed e e Edward wouldn't . . . he couldn't . . . He loves me . . . Nooooo!!!!"

Alice started with surprise. "Of course he loves you. He asked you to marry him didn't he? That is why I thought he did spank you."

Bella looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Alice decided it was time to explain how the Cullen family operated. "Bella my family practices Domestic Discipline in our marriages. Misbehavior is treated with physical punishment, spanking. We all come from a time period in which it wasn't abnormal for a man to discipline his wife," she explained.

Bella's voice was shrill with panic as she asked, "But you are a grown woman, a strong independent woman. How can you let a man treat you like a child? How could you let him be so disrespectful to you?"

"Disrespect has nothing to do with it; it is quite the opposite really. Jasper loves me Bella; he disciplines me because he loves me. He respects me but he wants to keep me safe, to protect me. He doesn't do this to control me, to abuse me, to treat me like a child," she patiently explained, "you see I trust Jasper. I know that he would never really hurt me, and that he wants the best for me. I love that he cares enough about me to correct me when I mess up. After I submit to a spanking Jasper holds me in his arms, I feel so safe, so loved, and forgiven. That is the same way that Esme and Rosalie feels."

"Carlise spanks Esme, and Emmett spanks Rosalie?" she asked.

"Yes, but sometimes Rosalie will spank Emmett, Esme has never spanked Carlise though," Alice explained, "Edward has seen how DD has created honest, trusting, and loving relationships . . . " Alice rushed to explain but Bella interrupted again.

"Has Edward ever spanked anyone?" she demanded.

"No, no never. Edward says it's not his place. Besides he won't do that until a women really belongs to him; he says when he finds someone he really loves. Hasn't he talked to you about any of this?" she inquired.

Why hadn't he talked to her about this? If he loved her the way that he claimed to then why hadn't he smacked her ass instead of just yelling? Did he care at all? Bella felt tears prickle her eyes with the possibility that her fragile confidence in Edward's love was being shattered yet again.

Oblivious to Bella's pain Alice continued to talk about how beneficial she found DD. On the one hand she was glad that Edward had never talked to her about spanking and she wanted to keep it that way forever. But why did that make her feel so defeated and unfulfilled. Alice said she felt forgiven and less guilty after a spanking despite the embarrassment and pain of the actual act. Bella had to admit that a sense of comfort warmed her belly at the thought of Edward taking her in hand. Deep down Bella knew the only way to feel reconciled was to talk to Edward.

So now here she was waiting in her bedroom for Edward to climb through her window (Charlie's call in could not have come at a better time). Her head turned at the sound of the window lifting; her heart picked up speed when she saw the love of her life lower himself from the sill to stand before her in her dimly lit room. Despite her nerves Bella could not help the smile that crossed her face as Edward made his way to her. "Good night my love, how was your day?" Edward asked as he took her in his arms and pressed his lips to hers.

"Fine," she rushed, "Edward I want to ask you something," with his nod she continued, "whydidn'?"

"What?" Edward asked bewildered as sat on her bed pulling Bella down beside him.

Taking a breath Bella continued, "Alice told me that Jasper spanks her, and that Carlise spanks Esme, and Rosalie and Emmett spank each other and I was wondering why you didn't spank me? I got hurt so many times on the bike and then I almost drowned when I cliff dove; if that isn't risky behavior I don't know what is. So why, is it because you don't love me en . . ."

Edward had not resolved his anger with Bella's behavior and this reminder only worked to strengthen his disappointment. He growled low in his chest when Bella described again her naughty behavior while he was gone; his palm itched to deliver some punishing smacks to her posterior. Despite his trust in the ability of a blistered backside to curb misbehavior; he could not bring himself to punish Bella without her full understanding and consent. His fear of her reaction had stopped him discussing it with her until now. But more pressing then that was the fact that she still thought he didn't love her, he had to set her straight before he acted. "NO!!! Bella I love you more then anything. You are the most important thing in the world to me . . . I just . . . I was, I am scared," Edward said as he reached for her hand.

"Why."

His thumb rubbed along her palm as he explained, "I was afraid that you would run away screaming if I told you that when we are married that I expect you to submit to me, and that I want to paddle your backside when you misbehave. When I grew up it wasn't deviant behavior to spank your wife but today . . , You probably think I am a caveman."

"Alice kept talking about how much better she feels after and how it makes for a better marriage. She talked about how it brings everything out into the open for discussion and then after she doesn't feel guilty anymore and it is not mentioned again. Maybe you should sp . . . discipline me; sometimes I do tend to rush into stupid and risky acts."

Throughout the day Edward had weighed the consequences of handling Bella the way he wanted to; never fully committing to any action. But with Bella's permission Edward decided that Bella would benefit from an old fashion spanking. "Do you feel guilty about cliff diving and riding motorcycles?" he asked.

With her nod his hand tightened as Edward began to pull Bella over his knee. "Maybe we should take care of that guilt right now."

"Ed . . . No!! I didn't mean NOW . . . after, after we're married," heat filled Bella's cheeks with the embarrassment she felt at her present position.

With her bottom placed in the 'firing zone,' Edward wasted little time and his hand lifted as he stated, "Bella you made me a promise before I left that you would not do anything dangerous. Your bottom is going to pay for every time you broke that promise to me," and with that said her punishment began.

Next the only sound in the room was the crack of a firm hand connecting with cotton-covered flesh with five solid whacks. It crossed Bella's mind that while unpleasant that Edward was not hurting her. Although a sting was forming she knew that she could handle this 'painful lesson.'

But Bella's hopes plummeted when she felt Edwards's fingers curling into the waistband of her yoga pants. Panicking she reached back with her hand and turned pleading eyes up to her boyfriend. "Please don't . . . let me keep them . . . please."

However Edward was resolute, his left hand captured hers, keeping it trapped at the small of her back, while his right continued to pull her pants down to mid thigh. "Bella they have to come down. I am doing this because I love you, I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to cause any lasting damage so I need to be able to see your skin."

"This is your warning Bella. If you reach back during a spanking I will not only pull down your pants but your panties as well and give you a bare bottom spanking; do you understand me?"

"Yes," she responded and buried her face into her left arm.

"When you told me what you did in the last three months I was VERY disappointed," Edward instructed, "what was the first instance you risked your life while I was gone?"

Bella searched her memories unsure where he was going with his questioning, "buying the m . . . wait, no it was talking to the strange men in Port Angeles."

Bella yelped as one hard smack landed on her left cheek, and this time it HURT. "You could have been raped, killed, or kidnapped. What was next."

It occurred to Bella not to answer Edward but his next words disabused her of that notion. "I see not answering me as defiance. If you defy me I will just have to spank you longer and harder, after we are finished with this discussion."

Not wishing to make her situation worse Bella confessed her next misbehavior, which was immediately met with a painful stinging blow to her right cheek. And it continued, with each confession Edward's punishing hand continued to spank while he lectured. The thin material of her underwear allowed him to watch as her skin turned from pale white to a fiery red. Despite the cold temperature of his hand fire burned across her backside with every smack bringing tears and finally sobs of pain, sorrow, and remorse. "I'mmmmmm so so sorry Edward . . . please I'll be g good."

With Bella's submissive tears Edward knew it was time to stop her punishment. He released her left hand and his right hand pulled her pants up tenderly over her chastised bottom. While rubbing her back and making soothing noises he left Bella lie over his lap till she calmed down. When her sobs subsided he turned Bella over to sit on his lap. Alice was right, Edward's spanking wasn't about disrespect but about love and protection. Edward did love her, he loved her enough to give her exactly what she needed. Bella's arms wrapped around his waist and murmured, "I love you Sparky."

"I love you too my little lamb. Are you okay my love?"

With a sniffle Bella pressed a soft kiss to Edward's neck, "I am fine; sore but fine," just like Alice said Bella had felt her guilt leave with every painful spank Edward gave her, "Thanks Edward."

"Your welcome," he smiled and wiped away her tears, "you don't have to worry Bella I will spank that naughty butt of yours every time you get up to mischief."

With a content heart one thought ran through Bella's brain, "what on earth have I got myself into?"

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