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Broken Fantasy Filter

-Chapter 2-

-Edward's POV-

I was barely able to prevent my legs from running towards our bedroom to get my new plug and lube, and as much as I was looking forward to whatever Jasper had planned for me, I couldn't stop freaking out and begin hyperventilating again. My poor brain is in overdrive trying to figure out all this new feelings and sensations, like how amazing Jasper's hand felt when it connected with my cheek, how much that aroused me and how his tone of voice was traveling from my ears straight to my cock. I had always enjoyed it when he spoke like that but tonight it was simply too much.

Was he really going to tie me up and spank me? 'I think so.' Did I really want him to do that to me? 'Fuck yes!' What would happen when we were done? That thought stopped me just as I was reaching for the plug. What could happen exactly? I could really like it and want to do it again at some other time, or I could hate it and never ever want to feel his hands on me that way. Would I love him less? Would he love me less? If I know Jasper and I think I do, he would give me anything I want, even if it is his hands spanking my ass and he wouldn't even question the reasons of my request.

Of course I wouldn't love him less and I know he won't either. 'God I love that man.' With my inner monologue quieted and my insecurities forgotten for the moment I focused on the task at hand. "Go get the lube and the plug Edward and wait for me in the T.V. room." I shivered as I remembered his voice and I did as requested.

I found it hard to realize that I was walking towards the T.V. room with a bottle of lube and a plug in my hands but my cock didn't seem to mind and it was giving me an imaginary pat on the back saying I should just enjoy the moment. And enjoy it I will!

I stood just a few feet from the black leather couch in the middle of the room unsure of what to do or where to wait for Jasper. The first thing that came to mind was to bend over the back of the couch but not really knowing how much is he into this I didn't want to push my luck. I was feeling a little exposed just standing here and couldn't stop myself from fidgeting with the bottle and the plug. The apartment was eerie quiet making me more nervous.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt Jasper's hand on my lower back, I tried to turn around but his other hand was holding my hip firmly and his leg was between mine, effectively preventing my body from turning. When did he get here and how did he manage to get so close to me without my notice? He must have some crazy ninja skills. I jumped a little again as his warm breath brushed against my right ear.

"Edward, if you are uncomfortable or want to stop at any point say 'Red' and I will stop immediately. Do you understand?" He whispered softly and I noticed a hint of concern and hesitance in his voice, I didn't think I could love him more than I did a moment ago but I was wrong. His devotion to me and my well-being still surprised me sometimes.

"I understand Jasper." I managed to say, my voice breaking a little, my cock was still painfully hard and aching for his touch. His hand traveled from my lower back to my hair, he griped it tightly and tilted my head back forcefully. I moaned.

"You have been a bad boy Edward. Haven't you?" He whispered. "I come home expecting to find my boyfriend and what do I see instead?" He nipped my neck. "You fucking yourself with the butt plug so hard Edward, moaning like a little slut."

My eyes rolled back and my body shivered. He called me a slut and for some reason it only turned me on more. I guess that does make me a slut but I don't care. If it made him continue with this I would be anything he wanted me to be.

"Are you a little slut Edward?" His fingers were tracing little circles in my hip. I tried to nod my head but he was griping my hair too tightly.

"Y-yes Jasper." I whimpered.

"Yes what Edward?" He nipped my neck again.

"I-I'm a slut." I moaned. The slight humiliation of saying that was doing wonderful things to my cock. I tried to take a half a step back, I needed to feel his erection pressing against my ass, but he tightened his grip on my hip again, stopping me.

"I know." He murmured his agreement. I moaned again, slowly losing my mind to the sound of his voice, and his tight grip on my hair and hip. I wanted to scream and sob and beg at the same time. It was a little frightening to feel so much need but a tiny part of my brain that remained coherent knew that I was safe, that I could trust the man behind me with my life.

While I was reasoning with myself Jasper managed to bend me over the couch. My cock was pressing against the back. I had to support myself with my arms. I lost the ability to breath, my body was shaking but not in fear, but in anticipation of the slight pain and the beautiful sound that his hand made in the office when it landed on my cheek.

He was rubbing soothing circles in my back and I forced myself to take deep breaths. I would hate to faint right now. He bent over me, his chest pressing softly against my back.

"Remember your word slut." He whispered softly and before I could answer his open palm struck right in the middle of my left cheek. I gasped but it soon turned into a loud moan, he didn't give me any time to collect myself before he struck again and again. It wasn't painful but by the time I counted ten strikes of his hand there wasn't a spot on my cheeks that didn't feel like it was on fire.

My hips started moving, my cock desperate for any kind of friction even if it was from the back of the couch, he stopped spanking me but the lingering sting was enough to spur me on and it kept me moaning and gasping for breath.

"Are you trying to fuck the couch? You really are a slut." He said before griping my hip to stop the motion.

"P-please Jasper." I moaned. "I need – I need…" I whimpered.

"What do you need slut?" He sounded amused.

"I need to cum!" I nearly shouted, trying desperately to move my hips again but his hold on me prevented me from doing it.

"You already did Edward, while the plug was deep inside you." I heard the sound of his zipper and a second later he had his cock between my cheeks. He was so hard and slick. I had no idea when he used the lube but I didn't care, finally feeling him so close almost made me cum right then.

"Please Jasper, please!" I begged.

He pressed himself flush against me and started moving his hips. The pressure on my sensitive skin made my eyes roll back and thank God his movements were making my cock rub against the couch again. I shouted his name when I felt a slippery finger pressing against my entrance. It didn't meet too much resistance, it wasn't long since I had the plug deep inside me after all but it still felt wonderful.

By the time he had three of his fingers inside me I was a sweaty, whimpering mess. Gibberish was leaving my mouth; I couldn't focus enough to understand what I was saying. I was begging for him to move his fingers faster, for his cock, for the plug, for anything to finally push me to the edge.

When I felt the plug stretching me slowly I gasped and pushed my hips back, I guess Jasper wasn't prepared for my eagerness because he cursed as the plug slid deep inside me.

"That's it slut, fuck the plug." He said and gave my cheeks two quick slaps with about half the strength he used before. He didn't have to tell me twice and I started moving my hips effectively fucking the couch and my own ass with the plug. I was so close, my legs were shaking and I couldn't stop the sounds coming out of my mouth.

"Cum now slut." I barely registered the words but the sharp, domineering tone was enough to send me over the edge and I spilled my cum all over the back of the couch. I heard him moan my name just before I felt his release on my cheeks and my lower back. He had never done anything like that before but I certainly wouldn't mind if he did it again.

"Wait here." Jasper said softly and just a few seconds later I felt him removing the plug and his hands rubbing my cheeks and lower back soothingly with a washcloth. After that he applied some sort of moisturizer to my skin. It was a little cold and even though it stung a little it definitely made me feel better.

Once he was done with that he helped me stand up and dressed me in loose fitting boxers. I was starting to come down from my mind blowing orgasm and a bit of nervousness crept back into my mind. What would happen with our relationship now?

I knew Jasper enough to know he had some serious Dominant traits but I have never seen myself in a complete submissive role. Did he expect me to kneel and wear his collar now? Would I like that? He was looking at me with concern clear in his eyes but I couldn't even hear him breathing. Was I supposed to do something now? I didn't know enough about the lifestyle or about spanking protocols. And if he didn't say something soon I would hyperventilate again.

"Jasper I really have no idea of what I am supposed to do now." I said nervously, looking at the floor.

"What do you mean Edward?" I could hear the concern in his tone.

"You know… kneel, thank you, or kiss your feet?" I blurted out and I swear my blush reached to my toes.

The sound of his loud laughter startled me and I couldn't help but look up at him. He had a hand on his stomach and the other was covering his mouth trying to stifle the sound. His eyes were glistening with amusement. I could only stand there and gap at him. Only a minute or two passed before he could collect himself. He closed the distance between us in two long strides and held my face between his hands.

"Oh Edward..." He murmured while peppering kissed along my jaw. "What do you want to do now?" He asked softly.

I took a moment to think about his question, the thought of kneeling and thanking him was mildly arousing but kissing his feet was certainly a turn off. If I had to be honest with myself, I was desperate for a bath and then I just wanted us to prepare dinner while we spoke about our week. I missed him so much and after our little sexual encounter I just needed my Jasper like I needed him any other day.

"I want a bath and dinner and I just want to talk… I missed you so much and I am curious about what you did on your trip." I said softly, hesitated a moment and added. "Is that ok? You need me to do something else? I mean I don't want to make you upset… I am not sure what will happen now. Are you like a Dom or something?" Apparently once I started I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I blushed again and looked down to our feet.

"Edward, look at me please." He cooed and I did. "I just need you and whatever you are willing to give me. That can be your pretty ass for spanking or a lifetime full of nothing but romanticism. I am simply your boyfriend who wants to do whatever it takes to make you happiest man alive. Like you have done for me since the moment I met you." His eyes and tone were full of love and I could feel the truth in his words. I could feel he had no expectations whatsoever and would be happy to accept whatever I chose to do now as long as it made me happy.

I felt my heat swelling and I wanted to cry and hold him and never let him go. I vowed to spend the rest of my life trying to make him as happy as I possibly could. I didn't say it of course; he would only complain and say that I made him happy just by knowing I love him.

"I love you. Thank you… for before." I glanced back at the couch for a moment. "I enjoyed it a lot." I added shyly and blushed. He chuckled softly.

"I love you too Edward. You're welcome and thank you as well. I certainly enjoyed it too." He grinned and gave me a soft kiss. "I will prepare the bath for us." He whispered while nuzzling his nose on my neck.

He cleaned the couch quickly and left with the bottle of lube and the plug in his hands. I just stood there for a moment reveling on what happened. A small part of my brain was ecstatic by the possibility of fulfilling all my other fantasies. I shivered and grinned like an idiot thinking about that until I heard Jasper saying the water was ready.

I couldn't stop smiling on my way to the bathroom. Bath and food now, more fantasies later.

I want to thank everyone who left a review, I really appreciate it. I am glad you liked the first chapter and I hope this doesn't disappoint. I am not sure if I will make this into a full BDSM story or just go with the 'fulfilling fantasies' thing or maybe a mix between the two. Dom Jasper makes me swoon too much to not do anything about it!

If you can, let me know what you think.