Disclaimer: This story contains graphic BDsM punishment. It is intended for Mature Audiences, reader discretion is advised.

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There will be 5 POV's to the punishment and all will feature slightly shorter chapters (1850-2500 words). Leave me LOTS of love and I promise I will post them faster.

**All Characters belong to Stephenie Meyers, story adopted with permission from Danie-SweeterThanSour

RPOV

Master Carlisle graciously provided the entire left corner of the room to myself and Edward. However, I knew I wouldn't need all of it. I would only need a few things tonight to punish Edward; the primary pieces would be a bench, my special paddle, lube and my strap-on with the thick black eight inch dildo.

He was on his knees patiently waiting for me. His sloped shoulders spoke untold volumes of dread, fear, and possibly regret for his earlier misdeed.

I stepped to him and ran my fingers under his chin caressing his handsome face and he flinched slightly from my touch.

I smiled.

"You were set up to fail. No man can resist my touch; nevertheless, you were given an order. You were unsuccessful; so now it is time to pay." Smartly he remained silent. He didn't even try to acknowledge my words or make excuses for himself.

"Stand," I ordered him to his feet for the first time tonight. He immediately did what I asked.

"Give me your hands." When he did, I encased his hands into a pair of patent leather gloves that kept his fingers pointed up as if he was praying. I laced and straped them tightly and asked him to try to pull his hands apart. Satisfied that he could not, I grabbed him by his upper arm and led him to the waist high small padded bench.

"Lay down on your stomach." Without the use of his hands, he did so awkwardly. I walked around the bench, looking at him. I scooted him forward a bit so that he was in the proper place. His torso was flush against the bench but both his head and his dick were not. I cuffed his arms to the restraints attached to the front legs of the bench and bound his upper body to the bench with a retractable belt that ran from under the bench up under his arm pits and across his shoulder blades pulling it tight. I restrained his thighs to the bottom legs of the bench and then cuffed his ankles together in leather restraints.

When he was settled in, I checked all the bindings again, to make sure he had good blood flow. I stood back and admired my handiwork; knowing that this added to his trepidation. Secretly I was thrilled to look Edward's naked body. He looked beautiful lying submissively over the bench. His bare ass, back, and thighs were waiting practically pleading to be punished.

I raised my hand and brought it down quickly landing with a loud smack on poor Edward's ass. His naked body reacted immediately and he squirmed and wiggled uncomfortably. I gave him no time to settle down and quickly landed another smack on those tempting ass cheeks that begged to be spanked, and spank them I would.

I continued to land crisp hard smacks on poor Edward's upturned and unprotected bare ass. He began to struggle and twist, to no avail in earnest, as his ass started to turn a bright red. I knew he hoped his squirming would avoid or lessen the impact of the smacks landing on his ass but I was too experienced for that. Edward could move all he wanted to but I would never miss a landing. I hit him hard enough so that sounds could be heard throughout the room, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.

Edward did not know that I was getting turned on watching him writhe and squirm before me as I continued to spank him. I had to let him know of the seriousness of his disobedience and I knew that I was making much leeway. Watching the muscles in his back tense up waiting for the next blow caused sensual pleasure to course through my body. This was not right. I wasn't supposed to be deriving pleasure from his pain.

Dammit!! Focus Rose.

I would lay forty smacks on Edward's ass and thighs before I paused. Other than a few soft yelps, Edward remained stoic through it all. He took it like the good submissive I knew he was trying to be. I rubbed his ass making sure all of the heat came to the surface. I knew he thought this would be the end of his punishment as he sighed a breath of relief. I shook my head.

"Foolish boy. Did you think that was it?" I picked up my favorite paddle that had the words 'Bad Boy' cut out on it and I showed it to him. His eyes stretched in horror and I smiled at the pain that I knew I would soon be inflicting.

"You will count and thank me after every smack." I ordered and delivered the first blow on his tender left ass cheek. His head snapped back, he struggled in his restraints and he turned hollered.

The words were distinct and clear from his mouth, "Ow, one, one. Thank you for punishing me, Mistress.

This time I was deliberate in the timing of the blows I placed on his ass. I made sure to land crisp hard smacks of the paddle to Edward's ass. Bad Boy puckered nicely with each pop. His toned body made my paddle bounce off of it nicely every time it landed. Edward continued to count and starting to cry and snivel like a four year old, yelling 'ow' and 'ouch' after each stoke of my paddle. I pressed on, as he again resumed trying to move his ass from side to side, as my paddle continued to add heat his bare ass.

I had only made it to fifteen strokes when Carlisle stepped in front of Edward to admire my handiwork. Carlisle raised his hand to stop me. He grabbed Edward's hair and pulled his head up. "Open," He whipped out his dick and shove it down Edward's throat. I loved it when Carlisle was so forceful with his submissive. It was the most erotic thing in the world. Carlisle's face was contorted in pleasure and I wanted to see more of it.

"Keep sucking, cumslut!" I yelled. "I won't stop whipping your ass until Carlisle cums in your mouth! And, don't spill a drop, or I will beat you until you bleed!"

Seeing Edward suck off Carlisle made it difficult for me to keep my mind on the important discipline job but I kept my cool and gave Edward a total of thirty swats of the paddle. Bad Boy was showing up nicely all over his ass and thighs.

I finally stopped swatting him once Carlisle had his release, I'm sure to Edward's great relief. I knew he assumed yet again that my punishment and discipline was over but was he was so sadly mistaken. Little did he know that I was going to take him up the ass. I went to where his head was, bent down a little, and whispered in his ear. "It's not over yet."

I went over to the table where my strap-on was displayed. I put it on adjusting the leather straps so that it fit snuggly against me. I poured lube first onto my fake cock and the down the crack of his ass. Stepping between his legs, I rimmed him with my index finger prepping him for the assault to come. Then I added another, stretching him continually preparing him. Although my prime goal was to discipline Edward, I could not deny certain strong sexual urges building within me.

I could feel his shock when he felt the tip of my black dildo pressed against his tight little asshole. Any squirming and wiggling Edward had done before would pale in comparison to what was about to happen.

I leaned forward and felt a slight twinge of compassion for him; knowing full well how much pain he had endured and was going to endure at my hand, I tried to warn him. "You need to relax and prepare yourself for a real ass fucking."

I could tell when his sphincter gave way as my cock slid into him. I grabbed onto his waist and slammed into him over and over feeling the edge of the dildo rub against my clit.

"You like that? You've been a bad boy. Take your punishment you cock-sucking whore." I was getting turned on by his grunts each time I slammed the cock into his ass to the hilt. The nubs on the underside of the dildo massaged and pushed deeper into my clit.

I reached up and grabbed the back of his head, my fingers entwined in his hair, and I continued to pummel his ass. I felt his struggling subside and felt him give into the pleasure and the pain of me fucking his ass. I knew by his silence that he was getting closer to the edge. "I know you wish you could cum don't you. Answer me."

"Yes, Mistress," he strained through clenched teeth. I could hear his breathing become more and more erratic. I knew he was hoping for the one thing that would not be granted; at least not by me.

I pulled out of him slowly without any warning. "But you can't and you won't; not until you have permission. I'm not a complete sadist. Neither one of us will have our release. I am not going to punish you any further. I think you have learned your lesson don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," he whispered. "Thank you, Mistress".

I proceeded to unbind him from the restraints working in reverse order. "Let's go and take care of your bruises. Mistress Rosalie is going to rub some cream onto your backside to soothe it. We want to keep your skin nice and soft and sensitive, now don't we? " I noticed that several of the Bad Boy marks were already starting to fade. I assisted him up and led him to a nearby massage table and ordered him to again lie down on his stomach. I picked up some soothing ointment and began to rub it gently on Edward's very sore ass.

"You did well. You're going to be sore a while, but this is just a reminder. Edward you need to learn control. It's required of you." Edward whimpered softly and nodded his head in understanding. He then allowed himself to enjoy the gentle touch of my hands. I continued to work in the ointment.

I began to apply some additional cream to his thighs as well. He moaned and I knew it was because his flesh was still tender. After rubbing the afflicted areas for about 30 minutes, I massaged his upper back and neck and the other parts of his body that were held by the restraints.

I went to retrieve him a bottle of water. "You need to drink this." I handed it to him and I watched him as he sucked it down eagerly.

When he had finished, I gave him a subtle warning. "It's all about control. Next time, if you are with me again, I won't go so easy on you."

I smiled as I saw him grimace at my words.

This is to show you what a good Mistress I am. I listen to you, I hear you and I am anticipating your needs. So continue to please me and you won't be punished. Touch it and Leave it.