Guarding Bella
Chapter 10: For the Love of a Porsche
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine; I didn't write the Twilight books, Stephenie Meyer did.
WARNING: This story contains a very possessive, dominate Edward, and disciplinary spanking so if you don't like it, don't read it.
Story Recommendation: Don't Shoot the Messenger by 1112
A/N: Omg I suck! I'm soooo sorry for the lack of updates! Edward was threatening to spank me if I didn't hurry up and post this chapter (not that that wouldn't be fun lol but…) I had to put on my big girl pants and write this chapter (which was difficult, and it didn't help that I kept procrastinating and working on my other story Raider of the Lost Heart) Oooo and I went to the Twilight Saga: Eclipse Premiere red carpet at LA Live! And I saw all of the stars! AND Rob Pattinson was like literally 4' in front of me signing autographs and he smiled at me! Ok wow sorry, enough of the fangirl, on with the long anticipated chapter 10. Suggestions, comments and constructive criticisms are welcome; in other words please do REVIEW!
Jasper's POV
"Jasper! Arrgg! JASPER WHITLOCK YOU PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" Alice was beating her tiny fists against my back, but all of that wriggling about and kicking was getting her nowhere fast; if anything, it was only making me more steadfast in my decision.
"Darlin' you know you're only making matters worse for yourself…"
"HUMPH!"
I sighed, shaking my head sadly as I pushed open our bedroom door. I then placed Alice on her feet; turning away from her for a moment to shut the door behind us. I turned back around to face my lovely wife, but she was no longer standing beside me. I cocked my head slightly; caught off guard for a millisecond. I turned my head towards our bed and spotted the dainty form of my sweet Alice standing, almost hidden, on the other side of our mammoth, four-poster bed. "Alice, don't make this difficult Darlin'" a hint of my Southern brogue issued from my somber lips. Alice needed to be disciplined; I couldn't let her coerce me into letting her off of the hook.
"This won't be difficult, 'cause you won't be spanking me!"
I rolled my eyes, I could feel her defiance; she was dead-set on making this unnecessarily difficult. "Alice" I reprimanded firmly, using my 'Major Whitlock' voice "come here at once." I pointed to the spot on the floor in front of me.
"No" she said impishly, batting her beautiful, full eyelashes at me, and giving me her most beguiling expression. Damn her.
"Maaary Alice Whitlock" she didn't even wince, she simply remained where she was; her bewitching expression never faltering. "If I have to come over there and collect you, you won't be able to sit down for a week Lil' Missy. Now come over here so that we can talk this over like grownups."
Alice scowled, her bottom lip jutted out in a seriously adorable pout; this was definitely not a good sign, she was going to be difficult. She was light on her feet as I walked over to her, she quickly dodged me and zipped back across the room; so she wanted to play did she? I dashed across the room, but as I was about to reach for her she zoomed away from me again. The chase was on, and there was nowhere to hide; back and forth, side to side, I stalked her across the room, a predator to its prey.
Alice's POV
I zipped around our bedroom letting Jasper chase me. It was quite fun really, and if all went according to plan, I would have Jasper charmed into making love to me, opposed to spanking me.
"Little Lady, my patience is wearing thin." I giggled; his 'Major Whitlock' voice was soooo cute!
I leapt, gracefully, across the room; watching him out of the corner of my eye. He still wasn't smiling, but I could see a hint of amusement flickering in his handsome eyes, and I could have sworn that the corner of his mouth had twitched into his 'mischievous' grin for a split second; this was a very good sign.
Our futures kept changing. Flashes of indecision blurred before my eyes, and from the looks of it Jasper was really struggling between taking off his leather belt to give me a whippin' and tackling me onto the bed, so that he could have his way with me; I was definitely favoring the latter. All he needed was a little persuasion. I sprang up, onto the middle of our bed, lounging on my side, seductively, in hopes of helping him realize his looming fantasy.
Jasper's POV
Oh Lord Jesus help me
Alice, sprawled across the bed, our bed, giving me that look, that horribly seductive look that she knows I can't ignore. Damn her. Damn her. Damn her.
I have to be firm she needs to understand that this is not a laughing matter, save the birds and the bees for later.
I gulped, running my fingers through my tousled hair before speaking again. "Darlin' I love you, but we need to talk." I strode across the bedroom floor, my feet making a soft padding sound against the white, shag rug. Alice huffed, sliding off of the bed; she knew that I had made my decision and she wasn't happy about it.
"Jaz, I don't see why you're making such a big deal about this! All I asked was whether you thought Edward was going to decide to take my Porsche back or not! That's no reason to_"
"Alice is that all that matters to you? Keeping your precious Porsche?"
Alice stomped her foot her hands now placed forcefully on her hips; she was having a tantrum fit for a two year old. "NOOOO! Of course not! Don't be ridiculous Jasper!"
"Well then darlin'," I inhaled deeply; again trying to keep my head on, "pray tell, why then is it that you are making such a fuss about possibly losing your car, when you could have, possibly, lost your best friend?" Alice's face fell; her expression was one of shock, which for Alice, was a rare expression indeed.
Sensing her loss for words, I decided to press on to the matter at hand. "Darlin' you are a good…person. You have always cared for others and put their needs before your own, however, it seems that you have let yourself go astray." I let my words hang heavy in the air. I could feel Alice's submission to the truth; her acknowledgement of her wrong doings. She let her hands slump down at her sides, and she bit her lip; trying desperately to keep it from trembling.
I felt a pang in my chest; Alice's emotions were getting the better of me. Her remorse was overwhelming; I was utterly consumed by her guilt. No, I had to remain strong: Come on Major, man up. Alice needs you now, more than ever.
"Alice?" I hedged, letting her emotions seep into me; her determination, lust and obstinacy were long gone and I could feel her need for me, her need for her guilt to be halted.
I opened my arms to her and she zipped into them; I embraced her, letting her perfume permeate through me. I nuzzled the top of her head, holding her close to my hard chest.
"Jasper I…I'm…"
"Shush shush, Darlin' I know, I'll make it better." I kissed the top of her head, then took her by the hand, and guided her over towards the foot of our bed where two low ottomans sat. I propped my left foot up on the closest ottoman, then picked my Alice up, and bent her forward over my knee. She was too little for her feet to reach the floor, so I wrapped my left arm, firmly, around her tiny waist; flipping up the hem of her skirt, before tugging her lacy, white panties down to her mid thighs. She whimpered sadly; she knew that she was in for a butt blisterin', and she knew that she deserved it.
"Ready Darlin'?" I asked giving her heart shaped bottom a light tap with the palm of my hand. She nodded. I gave her ivory cheeks one sharp SWAT "I asked you, Mary Alice, if you were ready."
"Yes Sir" she squeaked
"That's my girl" I praised; she usually remembers disciplinary procedures…hopefully no more 'warning swats' will be rendered necessary.
I raised my hand above her pale posterior and let it land, hard, with a SMACK! Alice whimpered again, her voice was so quite that it would only be audible to us vampires; however, I knew that even with her hushed lament the rest of the household would be able to hear her punishment, something that I was sorry for. I preferred to dole out chastisements in privacy; public humiliation was not necessary, particularly for a soul as fragile as Alice.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
I peppered her lovely, white cheeks with stinging swats; letting my firm palm slowly redden her flesh. My cadence was as even as could be, SMACK SMACK SMACK, pause, SMACK SMACK SMACK, pause; a well practiced disciplinarian knows, all too well, that one must start off slow, even paced, if one wishes to attain a long-lasting impression on the recipient. Start off slow, and prevent bruising; warming the bared flesh up first is the only way to insure the prevention of bruising, and even though us vampires cannot bruise, it is always preferable to slowly work ones way up to the true punishing swats, especially because of vampire's tendency to heal more rapidly than humans.
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Alice, why are you being punished?"
"OWW! Ummm…"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Oh Darlin', is that hesitation I feel? We can't have that, now can we?"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OH! No Sir!"
"You are being disciplined for three reasons: first because you were affiliated with bribery and coercion."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Ow! Oh Jasper please!"
"Second because you didn't protect your best friend, you didn't keep her safe from the werewolves and you didn't keep her safe emotionally."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Ah! I'm sor-sorr-sorry!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"And third, because you have behaved very immaturely ever since I arrived home; throwing tantrums about being able to keep your bribe, your precious Porsche, and then throwing another tantrum when I told you that you were going to be spanked."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OW, OW, OWWWW!"
"YOUR BEHAVIOR HAS BEEN NOTHING IF NOT NAUGHTY AND VERY DISOBEDIENT," I punctuated each word with a stern SWAT, gaining speed all while maintaining my levelheaded composure. "AND THAT DARLIN', IS WHY YOU ARE BEING PUNISHED."
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OH OWWW OWWW! JASPER PLEASE, STOP!" she was now openly bawling, her tearless sobs were wrenching me in two; thanks be to God that the spanking was nearing end, I don't think that I could have handled that painful atmosphere a moment longer.
So I readjusted Alice, tipping her further forward over my knee, and spanking her tender sit-spots, five times each for good measure, before pulling her lacy panties back into place and lifting her off of my knee; rocking her reassuringly in my arms.
She wrapped her arms around my neck. "Jasper I feel just awful! I'm so ashamed…"
"Hush Darlin', all is forgiven." I smiled at her, giving her a mischievous wink. Her eyes lit up, the venom still glistening from her pseudo tears.
"Oh Jasper!" she giggled, having seen my decision. She hastily wrapped her legs around my waist, before mashing her beautiful, full lips into mine.
I carried her over to our bed, careful not to let our bodies lose contact, before rolling onto my back, with Alice straddling me; it was time for us to engage in some much needed aftercare.
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