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

A/N: You can stop with the 'Give Me Alice' flames. It takes time to craft a masterpiece. A lot of thought goes into each scene. Each sub is carefully considered along with their soft and hard limits. It's our job as a Dom/me to push, stretch, test each boundary…

Who let Master Carlisle in here? ;-D MUAH

Here's PART 1 of Alice's punishment. YES, that's right, Pt. 1.

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

APOV

Jasper had a car pick me up from the apartment on Friday and bring me to Dark Whisper.

This lifestyle really had a hold on me; I eagerly looked around the room trying to figure out what the future had in store for us.

I heard every word Master Carlisle spoke. I picked out the key phrases that were important to me. "Everything is designed for my benefit… and pleasure."

I couldn't believe that I was repeating after him. The words slipped out almost perfunctory. "For my disobedience, of not following the will of my Master and letting my own selfish needs and lack of control come before those of my Master, I deserve to be punished." I was a bit apprehensive, but I couldn't wait.

Tonight… I would be with Jasper and… Hot Bitch.

While everyone went to where they were supposed to, some walking others crawling, I remained on my knees waiting.

I wondered what my punishment was going to be.

My knees were starting to burn as I continued to kneel, waiting for Master Carlisle and Master Jasper. My head was bowed and eyes angled down at the floor, my hands were still clasped to my ankles behind me with my knees spread wide.

The chastity belt that I wore since Tuesday made my body ultra sensitive and I thought I would crack from the lack of release. I think, after I had been rewarded with pleasing Bella; I momentarily lost a grip on reality. My dream, of tasting and pleasing my Bella, finally came true; it wasn't exactly the way I wanted or planned, but nevertheless, it happened. I wasn't expecting for my pussy to be locked away and that one of the men, standing behind me, was responsible for getting me both keyed up and frustrated beyond my wildest dreams was also the one who gave the order.

Damn Bella.

Thinking back on it, I couldn't deny that the tanning of my ass by Bella hurt like hell, but the familiar pleasure that I had experienced mere hours earlier was now stirring between my legs. I had never consciously harbored any love for pain, but suddenly the stinging of my ass coincided directly into the throbbing in my pussy. Instinctively I spread my legs, perhaps hoping for a blow gone awry to land on my pulsing mound. I could feel my lips plumping up and I desperately wanted my clit to rub against anything, for I knew that the moment it gained access to friction I would get my release. As I tried to focus on where the blows to my ass and thighs would land; I couldn't ignore the heat that was building at the juncture of my thighs that translated in moisture releasing from my body. I craved the blows. It sent shock waves up and through my body. It was erotic and I wanted more. The recall of this memory aroused me and made me wet.

I finally got the opportunity to do what I always wanted. I got to satisfy my Bella with my mouth, tongue, lips and teeth. I was able to taste her nectar, lap up her goodness, totally unhindered and at her command. She wanted me to do it and I loved every second of it. It was a dream come true.

I knelt here blissfully recalling everything that I had just done to her. I could still taste her on my tongue; the remembrance of her tangy goodness caused my saliva glands to go awry and I had to swallow before it spilled out of my mouth. My mind was not even fully aware that she was placing this stupid chastity belt on me until it was locked into place. The chains touching my still inflamed ass were a not so subtle reminder of what had also taken place minutes earlier.

I may not have been able to masturbate; but it didn't stop my mind from going into overdrive. I thought about sex a lot. I thought about how I needed to be touched; my whole body craved attention, from anyone, and now I was left in front of the two people who would not only dominate my body but also most of my dreams.

I was happy to finally be before them, hoping that tonight I would get what I wanted, my blonde Adonis sandwich. And yet, they continued their conversation quietly behind me, low enough where I could hear but not understand. Their subtle movements intrigued me but I couldn't turn back and look. They were ignoring me and this feeling overwhelmed me. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't tell whether it was from sadness or fury. I wanted to scream. I wanted to squirm, move, something. This is not what I expected, nor what I wanted, or what I needed so badly.

Fuck being punished, I needed to be fucked.

The waiting. I needed them to punish me now and get it over with. I knew they could use and abuse me any way they pleased and I would gladly take it all. But it seemed as if they were content on not doing anything.

Oh sweet Eros, please don't let my punishment be this; not like this.

"Turn around Alice, but," Carlisle commanded, "Remain on your knees."

Am I no longer his Kitten? I didn't think I liked his term of endearment, but I missed being called Kitten by him.

I winced from the lack of movement, that being on my knees caused, clumsily turning as he requested. I kept my eyes on the floor.

"Look at us Alice." I heard Jasper demand.

I slowly raised my eyes to the image displayed in front of me. The first thing I noticed was that they had both removed their clothes. The second, their massive erections were standing out in front of them like sentinels. The heads of their dicks oozed a minute amount of pre-cum; Jasper's head a dark cherry red, Carlisle's a shade away from purple. An impulsive craving for blow pops overtook me and I wanted to lick my lips in response. Oh how I wanted to wrap my lips around them, whether it was first Master Jasper then Master Carlisle or visa versa or, possibly even both of them at the same time, drinking down their rich load. My mouth unexpectedly became parched. The last thing I noticed was that they were both leaning against a waist high padded table.

I was sure they could see my hunger and desire in my eyes. Yet they were unfazed at what they saw.

I watched as Carlisle reached out and tugged roughly on Jasper's nipples. Carlisle bent slightly and I watched as his tongue swirled around one before latching onto it and biting. I could see Carlisle's teeth almost touch as he pulled back with Jasper's nipple still in his mouth. Jasper's skin pulled out into a point and his eyes closed.

I groaned silently as Carlisle repeated the action to Jasper's other nipple.

I was jealous. I wanted this attention. I needed it to be my nipples that Carlisle licked, and brought to his open mouth and pulled.

I watched as Carlisle's hands stroked Jasper's body. My resentment grew. How I wish it was me he was caressing. I wanted Carlisle to touch me, tease me, punish me, and then fuck me. How my body wanted, needed, craved, and demanded to be used and abused by either of them. Yet neither of them paid any heed to me.

Damn them!!

I pouted like an ill-tempered child. I was at their mercy. They knew it; they knew the control they held over me. They knew how much I wanted them, needed them, and they knew exactly what they were doing, and I was powerless to stop it.

Shame briefly flowed through me at my wayward thoughts. So this was my punishment. Damn.

I continued to watch them. I wished that it could have been me running my nails up and down Jasper's long cock, where Hot Bitch's fingers were also touching his balls expertly. But I knelt there with my arms clasped to my ankles behind my back. Carlisle squeezed out a large drop of pre-cum onto his finger and painted my lips with it. I had to clench my teeth, to hold my tongue prisoner behind them, in order to keep from licking my lips.

"Don't you dare move," Carlisle warned.

ARGH!!

I had to steel myself against moving. I was dying to tatste Jasper on my lips. They watched me writhe and beg with my eyes, but still, they continued. It seemed as if it had been days since anything touched my skin other than my clothes, the water from the shower and this fucking chastity belt. The lack of sensation was torturous; pure hell, especially as I watched Jasper's body respond to each of Carlisle's masterful touches.

Tonight, I was supposed to be punished and they seemed to be purposely drawing it out.

Self pity was quickly forgotten as I watched Jasper tense up as if he was going to cum. His moans of pleasure should have been coming as a result of my hands manipulating him. But I had to kneel and watch as one of Carlisle's hands gracefully played with Jasper's nipples and his other hand stroked his engorged dick. I observed as Carlisle slowly slid his agile hand up and down the length of Jasper, his cock stretched tight, disappearing in and out of Carlisle's fist, sometimes teasing both his balls and the sensitive head. I continued to stare as Jasper's hips bucked violently as it built up, and then he let out a low moan.

Carlisle moved out of the way and Jasper turned to face me. I observed Jasper's orgasm came in waves; his cum spewed out in thick ropes and land in my face and on my chest and I couldn't move.

"Fuck!!" Jasper yelled as his warm seed continued to splatter in my face. It hit me like warm thick molasses.

The pain from clenching my teeth made me dizzy. I wanted to taste it. I tried to make subtle movements by making my body rock slightly, forward and back as his hot cum grew cold on my body. I couldn't tell if they had seen me. If they had I knew I was only making it worse for myself.

My mind was swirling trying to find some way, anyway, for my throbbing clit and my aching pussy to get some stimulation. But the manner I was kneeling, all pleasure was denied to me. The more I thought about trying to find a way to get some pleasure, some relief, from my deprivation of sensation the hornier I became. The hornier I became the greater the need for some type of satisfaction, stimulation and pleasure, which I wasn't getting. I squeezed my eyes shut. More moisture leaked down the sides of the chastity belt and down the sides of my leg.

What a vicious cruel cycle it was. I almost cried, but I knew the unshed tears would be unable to transmit my burning desire.

Blonde bastards!! Fucking hot, well hung blonde bastards!!

I heard movement, and when my curiosity got the best of me I hoisted my eyes open.

Standing in front of me, hands on his hips was Carlisle, and on his knees, to the side, was Jasper, his hands moving back and forth over Carlisle's dick, stroking it and keeping it hard.

"Is this what you want?" Jasper asked.

I was so mesmerized by the motion of Jasper's hands on Carlisle's cock that I failed to speak. I also noticed that Jasper's dick was hard again and jutting out between his legs. What I would give to have it in me.

"Do you want his cock?" Jasper asked again.

"Yes, Master." I whispered.

"I didn't hear you?" He smirked.

"Yes Master!" I said in a clearer voice.

"What do you want to do with it?" he asked.

"Suck it, lick it, touch it, swallow it." I said. Knowing that I could not move, in my mind I moved my tongue over my lips in anticipation of sucking Carlisle's cock. I wanted to feel the bulging veins against my lips, his balls against my chin. More than anything I wanted to taste his cum in my mouth and down my throat.

"Like this?" Jasper asked, putting action to his words as he turned Carlisle sideways and sucked his cock into his mouth in one smooth motion that made Carlisle groan in appreciation.

I watched mutely; my eyes were glued to the vision of Carlisle's cock disappearing into the warm confines of Jasper's mouth. Jasper's head bobbed up and down. The wide "O" of his open lips slid back and forth upon Carlisle's rigid column of flesh. The sound and the sight caused a pool of liquid to leak out of me. Carlisle moaned with desire. Jasper pulled his way along Carlisle's cock, licking the head at the end as he released it to the air. The show seemed over too quickly.

Jasper cocked an eyebrow, encouraged me for a response. "Like that?"

He already knew me too well. "Yes Master, just like that," I whimpered.

Again Jasper sucked the entire length of Carlisle's cock into his mouth, purposely making wet, slurping sounds as he pumped his lips up and down Carlisle, before pulling back and wrapping one hand around the thick width of it, slowly stroking it as he sucked it. His other hand started playing with Carlisle's balls, massaging them and squeezing them, harder as Carlisle tried to force more of his cock into Jasper's mouth. From the way Carlisle was moving he was about to come and come hard. Jasper must have realized it too because he suddenly pulled his mouth off Carlisle's cock and squeezed it, causing Carlisle to cry out slightly.

Watching the scene in front of me had me teetering on the edge of a much needed orgasm.

Carlisle took a deep calming breath and stepped away. I watched his every move.

I tried to send subliminal messages to him. With my eyes, I begged and pleaded for him to come closer, to touch me, to fuck me. This punishment was so very cruel. "Please Master!" I screamed with my eyes.

Carlisle walked towards me until he stood less than two feet away. He looked me right in the eyes and asked, "What do you want?" His dick was so close.

"Please Master. I want release. I want to cum." I answered him, shifting slightly so that my breasts thrust outward, begging for attention.

Non responsive he clapped his hands together, "Very well!" and walked away.

Very well?! I mentally screamed. What kind of response is that?! Very well??!! Well, fucking do something about it then!!! Exasperated, I heaved.

I was alone for a few minutes, possibly longer, but to me it felt like an eternity.

How much more cruel can they be?

Carlisle returned with a blindfold. Placing it on me, but not covering my eyes, he began to run his fingers through my hair. "Pet," he said, "You misbehaved. You are selfish, when will you learn? You still put your needs before your Masters, and for this you have been, are and will continue to be punished. Remember what you have done. Remember why you are being punished. Tonight I grant you permission to cum. A lot." He smiled wickedly.

He reverently ran his fingertips along my face, tracing every line and every curve with his long fingers. His touch was heavenly and it was what I had longed for since my deprivation began - to feel his touch upon my skin. As his fingers began to trace my lips, my mouth parted, opening to him, accepting his fingers, should they decide to explore in there. But, they did not. He stopped touching me then, and I heard another set of footsteps, indicating that Jasper had returned.

"Stand."

He assisted me as I struggled to stand from very sore knees after being on them for so long. I breathed in short gasps trying to control the excitement flowing through me. I placed my hands behind my back and bowed my head and waited. Carlisle came and stood in front of me and Jasper stood behind me.

My Adonis sandwich. My lips curled into a smile.

Jasper locked his hands around my wrists shattering my reverie.

Carlisle unlocked and then removed my chastity belt and stepped away from me. As soon as I was free, I found myself breathing heavily. My heartbeat accelerated in my chest while my whole body tingled with excitement. My pussy instantly became slick with the dew of my arousal. If Jasper had not been holding my hands, I shuddered to think what might have happened.

"Tonight Alice I want to hear your screams. Tell me again how bad you want it." Carlisle said as he ran his fingers up and down my dripping slit and gently pulled on my sensitive hood. I moaned loudly and began to squirm.

"Please Master Carlisle and Master Jasper; I want it so bad I will do anything!" I begged.

"Anything?" Jasper questioned.

"We shall see!" Carlisle pulled the blindfold over my eyes. "Or in your case, maybe not."

My right hand was released and brought to the front. My left hand was recaptured in a strong grasp and I was swiveled around.

I was pulled back until my legs were flush against the table that they previously leaned on. I was lifted on to the table. I felt leather cuffs being attached to my wrists. I was slowly pushed back until I laid flat against the table. My wrists were shackled to the sides. I heard a slight whirring sound and then I felt a strap bind me underneath my breasts. The sound repeated and I felt another strap wrap around my waist. I felt a couple tugs on the belts and they were tightened and locked into place. My upper body was effectively held immobile.

I felt hands on my legs holding them down to the table. I heard a couple of clicks that sounded like latches being unhinged and suddenly the lower table spread apart and my legs were spread open. My ankles were then secured on either end of the table, next my legs just below my knees and then my thighs. The ends were adjusted again until I was spread wide like an inverted letter 'Y'.

Then the hands that once held me in place left me and I was left alone. I felt helpless. I could hear the sounds of screams and moans of my fellow subs. Their flesh being whipped by leather echoed throughout the great room. My trepidation increased. Now it was my turn. I heard movement but couldn't really tell where it was coming from. The lost of sight became overwhelming and I started hyperventilating. Someone seized my chin, and tilted my head to the side. "How are you feeling?" Jasper whispered in my ear.

Startled by his intrusion on my personal turmoil, I wanted to say, 'Better now that you are here', but I murmured, "Good Master."

"If it gets to be too much, remember your safe word okay." Jasper reminded me.

I nodded my head, grateful for the distraction. He kissed my lips and lingered. Then he deepened the kiss by gently teasing my lips. He pulled back leaving me breathless.

Carlisle, whom I had forgotten about, brought my attention back to him by stepping between my outstretched legs. "Tonight, we will give you pleasure and pain. It will be a lesson to remember. You will follow directions. Do you understand?" he asked, giving my pussy a good hard slap.

"Yes Master!" I responded, wincing at the sting his hand left on my pussy. I was so close, so very, very, very close that I moaned in anticipation.

He then began circle my nipples with his fingers, squeezing and twisting hard, bringing me pain with his every twist. As his hands orchestrated circles of pain and pleasure, around my nipples by kneading the flesh of my breasts, he made me sigh and gasp at the same time.

"I am going to fuck you. I want to feel your wet pussy wrapped around me. I am going to pound into you and fuck you hard." Carlisle warned me as he rubbed his cock against my clit and down my pussy.

"Do you want this Alice? Do want to be fucked?" He grabbed my waist.

"If it pleases you Mast…" Not waiting to hear the end of my response, Carlisle plunged inside my wet pussy cutting off the last syllable as I swear I felt his cock in my throat. I gasped, my mind was sent reeling. I then groaned as I felt the muscles of my vagina stretching to take the full length and width of his cock. He filled me in the most gratifying way.

Oh my GAWD!!

I barely had enough time to enjoy the feeling before he pulled out just as fast.

What the fuck?!! What kind of cruel game is he playing?

Time slowed down to a crawl as I waited for him. He started rubbing just the head of his cock against me again. He slithered in slowly; I could feel his hot cock throbbing in me as he filled me to the hilt. Then he stopped, still and unmoving. How he managed his control, I don't know because all I want to do was buck against him. I was thankful that the restraints held me firmly in place. Then just as slow he pulled out. I writhed and squirmed as much as the restraints would allow, needing just a little bit more stimulation than what I was getting to achieve an orgasm. I whimpered in frustration.

"Do you want this?" He asked again. He held on to me so tightly I was sure if anything happened to him, the authorities could come to me for a sample of his fingerprints.

I pulled my head up as far as I could manage towards the sound of his voice. "Yes! Master Carlisle." I begged him. "Please, please fuck my pussy. Take it, please fuck me. Please put your cock inside."

I would never cum if he kept this shit up. What is he waiting for?! I pulled against the restraints trying to rip my hands free.

I felt him pressing against my opening a third time. Master Carlisle began to slowly slide into me, a little bit at a time. When he was all the way inside of me, he pulled out in a single fast motion. I could tell I was in for a torturously slow fucking. Master Carlisle continued to fuck me at an agonizing slow pace. It was driving me crazy!

Then the understanding hits me. I have no control, no choice at all, it's all his. I can't move, can't push against him, can't pull him into me, can't do anything but say yes and give him permission.

I relaxed. "Please Master Carlisle. Take your pussy. Take it. It's yours. Do whatever you want with it. I am yours." He must have felt the comprehension in my body language. All of a sudden he reacted as if a fire had been lit under him. He plunged into me, bringing his body closer to mine. He grasped one of my nipples with his teeth and bit down hard. He then pulled back until it popped from his mouth. The pain was quickly forgotten as he continued to ram into me and I squealed in pleasure.

"Oooooh!" I moaned. "OooOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH," I moaned again louder, as my head thrashed about the table. "Yes!"

Faster and faster he drove into me and my climax approached. He was heaving and grunting with each move of his body. Each thrust sent a ripple through my flesh and deep into my innermost being. My pussy quivered from his pounding. I was nearing the release I so desperately needed, but I wasn't sure if I was allowed to do it.

"Yes, Yes!! Pl… Pl.. Pleasssse!! Yesssssss!!" I hissed. My breathing between words was chaotic. My fingers clenched and unclenched into fists from all of the attention my pussy was getting. I wanted to touch him, wrap my legs around him. Arch my back to get more of him into me.

"Now Alice!" Carlisle commanded. One of his hands released its grip from my waist and flicked my engorged, sensitive clit. He slammed into me so hard, sound got caught up in my throat; I couldn't tell if it was me or if the table moved.

When I found my voice, I screeched, as my orgasm over took me. "OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The fireworks that exploded behind the closed shadow of my eyelids were better than New Years Eve. "OOOOoooooOOhhh, oh Gawd, Master Carlisle!! OOOh! OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I wailed like a banshee as wave after euphoric wave rushed through me. I never had an orgasm as strong as this one. My pussy clenched and unclenched around his cock, my legs quivered and my body convulsed.

Fuck! My inner woman screamed.

"Yes, let it go, let it all go," Carlisle cooed as I continued to come around his cock. I thought I was done but, he moved and pumped a few more times in me and squeezed my waist almost painfully tight and I felt his cock twitch inside of me signaling his release. I came again, this time it was softer.

"Oo! Yes!! Oooooohh! Oh!" I howled in ecstasy. "Yes! OooooO!! Yes!!" My heartbeat was erratic and my body went limp. I sighed and smiled as I enjoyed the release from the aroused pent-up tension that I had been harboring since last week.

Carlisle pulled out of me and I felt a rush of fluid pour out of me, down the crack of my ass and heard it hit the floor. I was left feeling empty without him inside me.

The blindfold was removed from my face. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the light the first image that came into focus was Jasper. He just stood there, watching me, his cock bobbing in time to his heartbeat. His eyes were dark and I wasn't confident with what I saw in them.

More seconds ticked off before he opened his mouth. "Was it good for you?"

Cautiously, I gave him a half smile and nodded my head yes.

I saw a flash of something, again, I wasn't sure what, come across Jasper's face. "It's not over."

I was confused. "Sir?"

"I said IT'S. NOT. OVER." He repeated gruffly. "Since you like cumming so much, let's see how much more you can cum tonight with…"

Yes I'm a tease; did you expect anything less? If you want to please me you know what to do...