BPOV

You would think that I would be freaked out what with being mated with a vampire and all but the truth is I'm not. Sure I'm scared shitless, but not because he's a vampire, but because he's the "God of War" for Christ's sake. Oddly enough I'm actually used to vampires. When I was just a baby, apparently my mom, dad, and I were in a really bad car wreck. My mom and dad died right away but I miraculously survived.

My "sister" Alice, for all intents and purposes, found me and brought me back to her coven, where I've been for the last seventeen years. My family consists of my adopted mother and father, Esme and Carlisle Cullen, my adopted brothers, Emmett and Edward and their mates (and my adopted sisters) Rosalie and Alice. We've lived in a lot of places in the seventeen years I've been a part of the family, but my favorite place is where we are right now and that's in Forks Washington.

Being with a family of vampires can raise a lot of suspicion since vampires don't age, so we usually moved every three years or so.

All that changed on my 17th birthday.

Flashback

Jasper is apparently a friend of Carlisle's and dropped by one day to visit and say hello. Emmett and Rosalie were out hunting (the whole family lives off the blood of animals) and Alice and Edward were out shopping. I stayed home to catch up on some homework I had been neglecting all weekend. It was my Senior year at St. Mary's Academy. Alice and Edward were Seniors too, but they only did it to keep me company.

I bounded down the stairs to the kitchen to grab a snack before I tackled my Trig. homework, when I saw him sitting at the dining room table with Carlisle and Esme. He had dirty/blond hair, and was wearing a snug white t-shirt that hugged his well built frame. But what stood out to me the most was his dark red eyes. He drank human blood.

My brown eyes met his red eyes and my whole world shifted. Everything that was important to me 5 minutes ago no longer mattered. He was all that mattered in my world now. Carlisle looked between the two of us and stood up abruptly.

"Bella," he said, "go to your room now please, I will fetch you in a little while." I broke eye contact with the red eyed god and gave Carlisle a confused look. I heard a low growl and turned back to the strange creature sitting with my adopted parents. I gave him a small, intimidated smile then turned on my heel to go back up the stairs, my snack forgotten.

End Flashback

A loud banging on the bathroom door startled me out of my reminiscing. "Isabella, you've been in there long enough, get out and meet me in the bedroom. You have 5 minutes." called Jasper. I was so caught up in my memories I lost all track of time. I turned off the shower, grabbed my towel and quickly dried off, taking extra precaution around my bottom. It was no longer burning, though it did still have a nice sting to it, and the redness had faded to a bright pink so at least that was an improvement.

I quickly threw on my pajamas and stepped out of the bathroom. I didn't see him anywhere but I knew what I was supposed to do. I climbed onto the bed and sat kneeling with my hands folded in my lap, head bowed down, with my body facing the door. Just like it stated in his rules for me. Stupid rules, that's what got me my sore bottom in the first place.

Flashback

Jasper had just picked me up from the only home I've ever known to come live with him 'for all eternity' as he so eloquently put it. We pulled up to a black gate that was at least 10 feet tall. Looking up past the gate I could see a huge stone white mansion. The gate that surrounded the property had trees aligned with it just as high to block the house from view from passerby. As we pulled into the drive I still hadn't collected my bearings. Jasper looked at me and smirked.

"Welcome home, my mate." he said. Before another thought could register he was at my side helping me out of the car. He grabbed my hand and we started walking up the front steps, he opened the door and all I could do was stare. The ceiling was vaulted with a gargantuan, albeit beautiful, glass chandelier directly above where we were standing. An elegant staircase was directly in front of us, not to mention all the open rooms surrounding us. In front of the staircase people were forming a straight line.

Men and women alike were dressed in the same attire- men in gray work pants and white t-shirts, women in gray skirts with white blouses. "Isabella," said Jasper, "This is my staff, staff this is Isabella, she is my mate and is to be treated with the utmost respect. Disrespect her and you answer to me."

I blushed when he called me his mate- I associate the word 'mate' with 'mating' which of course means sex, which in turn implies that Jasper and I are having sex. Peeking up at my 6'3 "mate" I cant help but wonder what sex would be like with him...God help me, I was lusting after the God of War. As if he could hear my thoughts Jasper whipped his head around to face me and cocked an eyebrow up in my direction, his mouth turning up into a small smirk.

I let out a small gasp; Edward could read minds, with the exception on mine for some strange reason, and Alice could see the future- did Jasper have some sort of gift as well? Crap, I really hope he cant read minds, I thought, as embarrassment coursed through my body. Jasper turned back to the group assembled before us, "That's all, go back to your duties." As everyone starts to disperse around us he turns to me.

"As for you my pet, follow me we need to go over your rules." He said.

"Rules?" I questioned.

"Rules." he confirmed. He brings me to a room that has a large burgundy desk sitting in the middle, with bookshelves filled with books on the three walls surrounding the desk. Across from the desk are 2 rather comfortable looking leather chairs. "Sit." he commands. I glance around the room again as I make my way to the chair furthest away from crazy, fuck me over with his red eyes, Jasper. Next thing I know he is standing in front of me holding out a piece of paper for me to take.

"These are your rules Isabella," he says "learn them, memorize them, eat, sleep, and breathe them. They are here for your protection. Break the rules and I will punish you. Do you understand?" I take the piece of paper from him. "Ummmm yes?" I meant for my 'yes' to come strong and willful, to show him I wasn't scared of him, but instead my voice cracked, I stammered and it came out as more of a question. Great, I thought sarcastically, that's just what his already inflated ego needs, for him to think I'm going to roll over and bend to his every whim. Jasper goes to sit behind his desk while I look at these so called rules.

Rules of the House

1.) Always show respect to me. Alone you may call me by my given name, but in front of anyone, whether that's family or the paper boy you will call me 'Sir' or 'Master' or any other name that shows respect.

2.) You will eat 3 meals a day and exercise as I see fit.

3.) No one is allowed to touch you besides myself unless I specify otherwise.

4.) You will not be allowed alone at any time, you will have your own assistant with you when I am not around.
(You will meet her later)

5.) If I tell you to wait in our bedroom for me you will wait on the bed, on your knees, with your head bowed, hands in your lap, facing the door.

6.) No swearing- it is very un-lady like.

You are free to wander around and use any of the facilities whenever you wish as long as myself or your assistant is with you.

I glance up at Jasper, or I'm sorry my new 'Master', only to find him watching my intently like he knows I'm about to blow a fuse. I can feel my face getting red and my breathing becoming irregular. Looking into his red eyes I snap. "What do you mean respect you?" I yell, "To get respect you have to earn respect and guess what asshole, you have not earned it!"

"Isabella!" he says to me sharply, but I cut him off, "Don't you 'Isabella' me you jerk, these rules are outrageous and as far as punishment goes, fuck you and the horse you rode in on, I'm a big girl. I even wipe my own ass!"

Right when I'm about to rip up his list of rules he's in front of me, his eyes now a murderous pitch black. I can feel the blood drain from my face as I realize I may have gone a teensy bit too far..."Oh shit", I whimper. Jasper looks down at me, "Oh shit is right." he says dangerously.

Suddenly he's sitting in the chair and I'm over his lap with my bottom in the air. He wouldn't dare! A spanking? No fucking way. "Isabella," he says, I can tell he's trying to keep his voice calm, "Not only did you swear but your outburst was completely disrespectful. I want you to count your spankings, you miss one and I'll start over."

"I will judge when I think you've had enough." Before I can even register that he's done speaking I feel his palm connect with my jean covered bottom.

SMACK.

It stings but not as bad as I would have thought. "One." I whisper.

SMACK. "Two."

SMACK. "Three."

The swings gradually get harder and by seven I start kicking my legs, begging for him to stop. After ten he stops and I breathe a sigh of relief. Then he stands me up and with vampire speed unbuttons and unzips my pants and pulls them along with my panties to my knees. Before I can even protest I'm back over his knees in the same position I was just in.

"Again, Isabella, count them. You miss one and I start again." he says.

SMACK. "One." I scream.

SMACK. "Two."

By five I am sobbing not even bothering to count the blow he's just delivered to my poor bottom. "Oh Isabella," Jasper says, like he's ashamed, "Start over."

SMACK. "One."

I can barely get the words out. By ten I'm sobbing so hard and the fight's gone out of me. All I know is that I do not want to be in this position again.

Jasper helps me stand up, as soon as he stands up he wraps his arms around me and kisses the top of my head. An unknown emotion jolts through my body, I feel oddly comforted, loved, and protected.

"You're forgiven Isabella." He says. As he says that I let out a huge breath that I didn't realize I was holding, like I was relived or something. "Let me show you to our room where you can shower then get ready for bed." I sniffle and give a quiet "Okay" as he takes my hand and leads me out of the room.

End Flashback

I heard the door softly click shut. "Very good my little pet," says Jasper "Roll over onto your stomach, I have some cream that will help with the redness and the sting." I do as he says quickly, thankful that he's giving me something at all. He climbs onto the bed next to me and gently pulls down my pajama bottoms and panties exposing my bottom to him. "Such perfection." He mutters, so low that I'm not sure it was meant for me to hear. His cold hands feel like heaven on my backside as he begins rubbing in the ointment. "Now my mate," He begins "Why were you punished?"

I take a deep breath and know that my answer is going to also answer some unasked questions...like am I willing to accept him as the Dominant in this relationship...wait, did we even have a relationship yet?

"Because I disrespected you and used foul language...Sir." I replied quietly.

"Okay, come here Darlin,'" He says as he pulls down the comforter on the bed. I gently pull back up my panties and bottoms and quickly climb in the bed. Once I'm settled Jasper crawls in next to me.

"Sleep my angel, tomorrow I'll take you on a tour of your new home." He says as he kisses the top of my head. I nuzzle my head into his chest and tentatively wrap my arms around his waist. The last thing I hear before I succumb to the darkness is a soft purr.