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

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

AN: Just want to clarify some things:

1. I haven't written what went on in the meeting between Carlisle and the rest of the doms, where they mapped out the scenes for the punishments. They had the initial questionnaires and paperwork from their subs to assist. This is coming soon in the outtakes. Edward is one of those who feels he has something to prove. Emmett's totally green and Alice is insatiably curious.

2. BDSM punishments don't always have to be about inflicting physical pain. Forced Orgasms are not fun. Quite painful actually. Alice's was more physiological. Can you imagine being with the men of your dreams and not being able to touch either one of them? Plus she was deprived of seeing what occurred in Carlisle's eyes.

Thanks to my beta CravingTwilight for working this chapter. Not only is she a great writer she truly knows her stuff. She REEEAAAAAALLLLLLLLY fixed this chapter and unfortunately, I got her and I lost her all in a 2 week time span. Although I will try to get her back… She has a new job and can't devote as much time as she used to. (I can't get mad at that.)

Okay let me get off the soap box and on to the story. ;-D MUAH!!!!

JPOV

I was excited and apprehensive about tonight. Alice was going to get punished, but not because she failed to do something I requested; but because she disobeyed Carlisle, his command.

I felt like a jackass for teasing Alice the way I had. I only wanted to play with her a little, by myself, uninterrupted. Coming to her shop was planned but all of my actions that day, with her, were not. I just wanted to see if we were compatible. I knew she desired me. I could tell from the way she looked at me the night we first met; but I had to be sure that she wanted me the way I wanted her, outside the restrictions and confines of the club. I needed to know that it wasn't just the excitement of being at the Dark Whisper for the first time—experiencing something new and out of the ordinary.

I had called her three times since our first encounter at Dark Whisper. The first time I called, it thankfully went straight to voicemail. The message that I left came out disjointed because I didn't know exactly what I wanted to say to her. When I called back an hour later, after much encouragement from Edward, I was surprised by what I heard on the other end of the line. I sat through about thirty minutes of listening to her moaning and sighing like she was in the throes of ecstasy, intermingled with a few yeses. It was much too enticing and erotic to simply hang up on her. I remained silent on the phone, thoroughly enjoying my voyeuristic eavesdropping, until I felt Edward's eyes upon me. His quizzical stare unnerved me and caused me to promptly disconnect the call.

I made sure to get Alice's number from Edward before he went home that night. I called her a third time but there was no response, so I simply left a message letting her know that I would call her later in the week.

One thing kept nagging at me though; I had to know if there was something more, something real between the two of us. Or was this strictly one sided? I needed to know what she felt, had to see it for myself. I finally broke down and told her that I was coming to see her.

Dressed in all black, my favorite color, I left my apartment around four o'clock that afternoon. I sat in a small café across the street from her boutique. I ordered coffee and contemplated my next moves as I watched a steady stream of customers enter and exit her shop. When my waitress asked me I there was anything else she could do for me, I told her I would give her an extra fifty dollars if she would flip the sign in Alice's window from 'Yes we're open' to 'Sorry we're closed'. It was money well spent. At five twenty, I settled my bill and walked across the street with stealthily to my destination.

I knew we were alone when I walked into her shop. Her eyes sought mine out as soon as I entered before lowering to the ground. That brief smoldering glance stunned me. I quickly locked the door so that we would not be interrupted and calmly walked towards her, drinking her all in. She looked beautiful standing there in her submissive stance, dressed in a short black skirt, black peep toed patent leather heels, and a dark red off the shoulder shirt. She showed just enough skin to be flirtatious.

Suddenly I had an urgent need to touch her. Standing in front of her I reached out and stroked her face, I lifted her chin up and looked deep into her eyes. All of my earlier concerns were quickly forgotten as I read in them that she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. I felt it when she leaned into me. I knew it when I saw the disappointment in her eyes when I didn't kiss her. I smelt her arousal once I had her fully undressed and I could see her wet pussy. But I needed to hear her say it; when she did it was like music to my soul.

She begged me. I can still hear her cadence calling out to me. "Fuck me, take me; make me yours."

I didn't expect that I would let the situation get that far out of hand. I was only supposed to finger fuck her; bring her to the brink of orgasm a few times and then stop. As soon as I was alone with her she was so fucking receptive to everything. Once I got her naked and had her bent over, I knew that my fingers would be a pale comparison to the real thing and my engorged dick agreed.

My dick was out, hard and she was so wet, willing and waiting. Twice, I was so close, tracing the tip of my dick up and down the entrance of her pussy, barely touching her with just the head of my dick pushing inside of her. Each time the walls of her pussy would gently clench around me, encouraging me to go further. Twice, this almost caused me to slip and fuck her up against that counter. I knew I couldn't tempt fate a third time. I had given Carlisle my word that I wouldn't; that I would wait. So I stopped.

Her tears broke my heart. I knew she wanted to cum and I denied her that opportunity. Little did she know it was just as hard for me to halt the experience that would bring us both pleasure. I had to let her know that she did well. I told her, "There is so much more you are going to experience with me. You're going to learn more about yourself and your body and do things you didn't think possible." It was also important to let her know that not everything was going to have a happy ending. Truer words have never been spoken.

I kept the two scarves that I used on her. They were my trophies that symbolized our first time together and future pleasures to come.

I knew her frustration level would be tantamount to mine but I had more experience at delaying gratification; but if I couldn't finish, neither could she.

I called Bella to warn her that Alice would be a bit cranky and that it would probably be a good day to put Alice in the chastity belt, by any method she saw fit. I had already put Alice through enough and to place the belt on myself would only add injury to insult.

I knew by the time she got here tonight she would be amenable to anything as long as she got her release. I sent the car for her tonight because I wanted to be the one to take her home afterwards. I wanted to provide her additional aftercare.

Carlisle and I both knew that she wanted us and that her affections were split between us. Her punishment was to watch the two of us play and please each other and just for good measure, we decided to delay her punishment. The anticipation, the dread, the fear of the unknown, I was sure would work on her nerves.

While she was on her knees waiting behind us, Carlisle and I discussed our carefully scripted scene for her. My dick hardened just thinking about what we had in store for her. When Carlisle got to the part where he said he was going to take her, I flinched. Jealousy and resentment coursed through my veins, and I had to beat these feelings back into the corner recesses of my mind. Now was not the moment to examine or dwell on the cause for these emotions.

But it was time for her punishment to begin. "Turn around Alice, but remain on your knees." Carlisle stated and I quickly added "Look at us Alice."

I saw the look of pure unadulterated lust in her eyes and my dick swelled harder. I wanted nothing more than to push my dick down her throat and feel her lips wrapped around me, but then Carlisle touched me, bringing me from the fantasy of want to the reality of need.

I needed to get my mind off of the spitfire kneeling in front of me. I gave in to the pleasure of having Carlisle's hands on me, his tongue on my chest, his teeth nipping at my nipples. I relinquished all animosity towards him as he pleased me bringing me to the edge of orgasm. I shivered when I saw him coat Alice's lips with my pre-cum and her lips quivered.

He manipulated me into submission through his expert touch and I was no longer in control of my own actions. Suddenly, the sensations rising in my body were just too much. My body betrayed me as I bucked savagely and jerked helplessly into his knowing hand, relishing in the stroking and squeezing of my dick. His gentle fingers caressed my sac. The fact that she watched me was an even greater turn on.

I looked at Alice and moaned at her submissive stance. I couldn't hold back my release any further when Carlisle flicked his thumb across the sensitive head of my dick.

I exploded. The thick ribbons of cum spewed from my dick and landed on her, coating her face and her chest. There were no words to describe how she looked dripping with my essence. I struggled for breath trying to recover. The force of my orgasm literally dropped me to my knees and I clung to Carlisle, my desperate need for breath racked my body.

And I could feel her eyes boring into me, spurring me to go on. I could feel Carlisle's hands in my hair encouraging me to do the same.

I asked her, "Is this what you want? Do you want his cock?"

She merely whispered, "Yes Master."

I was torn.

He was no longer mine, but she was not yet his. I was perplexed because at this moment, I wanted them but was also scared of losing them both.

I had to show him what he was missing when he gave me up. I had to show her what I was capable of; if I could please him, the possibilities were endless on what I could do to her. I did all of the things to Carlisle that she wanted to do. 'Suck it, lick it, touch it, and swallow it'.

I tried to devour all of the cock that Carlisle fed to me. I reveled in the salty sweet taste of him, the way his girth filled my mouth. I couldn't get enough of it. I was addicted to his cock and he was my fix. I savored it, not sure when I would get to taste him again. Alice was almost forgotten as I feasted on his dick. I felt him grow harder in my mouth and I knew he was close.

All too late I realized that I was fighting an unwinnable battle against myself. I still wanted to be his sub, but I also wanted Alice as my own.

Shaken by this revelation I released him and he cried out.

Frustrated by my antics it took him a moment to recover and he lashed out on Alice asking her, "What do you want?"

I heard her respond, "Please Master. I want release. I want to cum." Right away, I knew that this was the wrong response. She was still putting her needs ahead of her masters'.

Discouraged that she had not learned her lesson from watching us, depriving her the ability to be with both of us, Carlisle simply stated, "Very well." I knew then, that it was time for phase two of her punishment and I wasn't looking forward to that.

She was so eager to have her release that Alice willingly agreed to anything. Little did she know what that would entail.

Carlisle would fuck her into submission. When he first revealed this during the meeting it was like a blow to the gut. It wasn't fair. She was my sub and I should have had her first; but I said nothing then and I said nothing now, again conflicted by my need for the both of them. I remained silent as I assisted Carlisle with strapping her down to the bondage table.

I saw her pulse racing in her neck, and I knew she was petrified. I had to bring her back from where she had taken herself in her mind and bring her back to the present. I walked up to her and moved her face to the side so that I could speak softly in her ear. "How are you feeling? If it gets to be too much, remember your safe word okay." I said trying to relieve her fears. I was pissed that Carlisle didn't think to do it. I felt my anger reemerge.

Her smile calmed me as much as my voice reassured her. I had to kiss her. My lips softly touched hers and it was thrilling. I intensified the kiss and my tongue traced the outer perimeter of her lips giving her a promise of things to come. I was about to go further when I noticed Carlisle between her legs.

"Do you want this Alice? Do you want to be fucked?" I wasn't sure if his diatribe was meant for Alice or for me.

Her response chilled me. "Please, please fuck my pussy. Take it, please fuck me." It was too close to the appeal she made days earlier to me. I didn't want to hear it any further and I definitely didn't want to witness it; infuriated I sulked away like injured animal to hide and lick my wounds.

Her screaming and moaning for him curdled my blood, her thrashing her head about the table from being with him fueled my envy and left me as hard as a rock. Carlisle smirked sardonically at me once he achieved his release; but it was Alice's satiated smile that really cut the deepest.

I snatched the blindfold from off of her face and waited for her eyes to adjust. I was furious at her, at him, at the whole situation.

Sarcastically I asked, "Was it good for you?"

The gravity of the situation was lost on her, and she simply nodded her head and smiled.

She looked so serene, so happy and relaxed, that it hurt to see her eyes. I stared back unable to look away. I wanted to be the one who made her feel this way. I felt my blood pressure shoot up. She was still thinking about him. She was paired with me and she was thinking about him. That bastard didn't even try to see if she was okay before slinking off somewhere else.

Before the night was over I would make sure that all traces of him were gone. All of that hollering she was doing for him I would make sure she screamed just as loud for me. Two could play the game. He set the standard that I would clearly surpass this evening. I was taking back what was mine. She belonged to me. Game the fuck on. "It's not over." I turned on her, eyes as cold as I could cast them, and moved to her with a suddenness that I think startled her.

"Sir?" She asked shocked.

Fuck did I say that out loud?

Upset with both Carlisle and Alice I repeated loud enough for him to hear as well. "IT'S. NOT. OVER."

"Since you like cumming so much, let's see how much more you can cum tonight with what I have planned."

I saw her tremble as I set about my portion of her punishment. I pulled out all of my instruments, first the cloth, then the butt plug, the vibrating dildo, the butterfly, and finishing with the surgical tape, aligning them perfectly.

This was wrong. I was making it personal and this wasn't about me. This was about Alice's punishment not seeking Carlisle's retribution.

I took a deep calming breath. I ran my hand against her skin that was now dusted with a thin sheen of sweat. I was delighted by the minute tremors that shook her body that my touch elicited.

I poured more lubricant on her to ease the impending penetration. I smiled when I heard Alice gasp audibly at the shock of the cool liquid touching her flesh. One lone lubricated fingertip stroked down between her ass cheeks, circling her puckered opening, slowly I stuck my finger into her. Her ass reacted by clamping down on it, in an attempt to expel my finger and halt my forward advance. Unfazed, I pressed on. As soon as I felt her relax I added a second finger continuing the in and out pumping.

I looked at her face and I knew that her body could not fully understanding such a sharp contrast from pain to pleasure, her breathing coming in gasps as she geared up for her first orgasm with me, my fingers driving her to new heights of passion.

Knowing that she was ready, I squeezed out a generous amount of lube onto the head of the plug and slowly glided it into her asshole. I inflated the plug enough for it to stay in place without fear that she would eject it.

A long, drawn-out sigh escaped her lips as she gave herself up to the new sensations I bestowed on her. It would have been easy to get caught up in watching her enjoy the plug but I knew she had more to endure.

I then picked up the dildo and began to stroke it between her pussy lips. The dildo slid slowly and easily into her still wet cunt, eliciting a moan of pleasure. When I pulled it out, its surface was wet and glistening, coated with the juices from her pussy. Seeing it almost made me want to lick her juices off it and taste it.

I fucked her slowly with the fake cock and watched as she tried to buck her hips vain, trying to entice me into touching her. I watched in amazement as she experienced her first orgasm with me.

"Uuh, uhh, ohhh, Oh goddddddddd this feels ssoooo good. Please, please, oh, oh, oh god!!!" She screamed. The way she conveyed what she was feeling into each word almost caused me to shoot my load against her again like I did while I played with Carlisle.

I couldn't wait to see how her body would react once the vibrating portion was on. When I turned it on, I was rewarded with a deep throaty moan that almost mimicked the sound of the vibrator; I watched as she continued to struggle against her bonds.

Fuck!! I had to get away from her

I pushed the dildo up into her and squeezed the pump a few more times to stretch her ass further and to hold the dildo where I left it as I prepared for her last bit of punishment, the Butterfly.

Her paperwork stated that she hadn't tried it before and after tonight she might not want to try it again.

I played with her clit until I got the glistening pearl to stand free of its hood. With surgeon-like precision I taped the Butterfly down onto her. She looked perplexed at what was supposed to happen. I went to the drawer, pulled out the remote and flicked it on. As soon as the vibrations hit her she was made fully aware of the power of the small vibe.

I could see her liquid essence seep out around the dildo. This wasn't about her pleasure though. "Keep the dildo in. Drop it and there will be severe consequences. You don't want to disappoint me," I warned her.

Her muscles tightened as she tried to comply with my demand. She closed her eyes and concentrated. I watched as her breathing accelerated and soon mine matched hers. After a while she started humming and my erection became painful. I knew it wouldn't be long before either of us climaxed. I turned the vibe off.

I didn't restart the vibrations until we both had an opportunity to calm down.

I then turned the vibrator back on and slowly increased the speed from a low throb to a high pulse, the electric sound buzzing loudly. Watching Alice intently, I gradually varied the speed from slow to fast and back again, making her writhe with pleasure on the table, all the while she begged me for everything and nothing at the same time.

I watched her as her body seized like she was being electrocuted while in the midst of her orgasm. Her body was covered in sweat and a steady stream of liquid dripped out of her, yet the dildo remained in place. I turned down the vibe to a quiet drone and her eyes opened to peek at me, trying to gage my expression.

I carefully hooded my eyes to keep any emotion from showing. Alice was my sub. I was her master. I was the one who got her worked up. I should have been the one she gave her first orgasm of the night to. I only had one request of her. "I want you to cum for me and only me." I turned the dial on the vibrator to its maximum level.

I knew by now her engorged clit was hypersensitive and the vibrations were becoming painful. I knew from my own experiences that even the pain was adding to her arousal. I looked on as she gasped for breath, fighting her ties and trying in vain to remove the vibrator from her clit as she thrashed through another orgasm. Once she had composed herself a little I turned the Butterfly down.

She continued to beg, this time her pleas became more specific. "Please, Master, please Master, stop." She continued to stare at me as if she were questioning my motives.

I thought of her words to Carlisle. Using her pet name he had given her I reminded her, "Kitten, You said anything." I cranked up the speed of the Butterfly again.

"Please, no more. I can't take it anymore. I'm sorry!" And suddenly I was sorry too. I was punishing her for something she wasn't responsible for.

I smiled at this realization and turned the Butterfly off. She thanked me and I ripped off the Butterfly.

It was my turn to have her, but it would not be the same as Carlisle. I took the anal plug out of her ass and slid in my dick. I felt her sphincter give the head of my dick a good firm squeeze. I closed my eyes and grabbed her roughly by the hips as my dick pushed into her. I was turned on even more when I heard her gasp for breath and moan.

My dick was pulsing, it was so ready to cum. The tight grip of her ass was more than I'd expected, but this was my first time with her, in her and I was determined to enjoy every second of it. I could feel the vibrating dildo inside of her; I moved it around, enjoying the sensation of it and the vibrations coming from deep within her.

"Oh!!" she cried. "Aaah!" Her juices flowed freely, as the orgasm surged through her body. She tugged at the leather straps, throwing herself about in convulsions of ecstasy.

Holding her hips in a death grip, I gave up all pretense of composure and simply fucked her.

The raw lust of the moment, the heat and tightness of her ass, the desperation and desire in her voice; they were too much for me. All I knew now was that I needed her. I had to claim her as my own. I tried to stop thrusting, but lasted only a millisecond, perhaps in a vain effort to hold off a little longer, as that first spurt of hot pearly-white cum shot up from my balls and erupted deep in her waiting ass.

I resumed thrusting, more like pounding away at her ass, as squirt after squirt of my thick, hot cum sprayed out of my dick and landed deep in Alice's tight climaxing little ass. I hadn't had an orgasm this consuming in a long time. "MINE!!" I growled, barely recognizing my own voice, all barriers down, just a bare need aching within me.

My nails dug into her flesh and she cried out, "YES!!!!" in agreement. I bucked into her violently, lost in the throes of my fading eruption as she slumped on the table.

As I pulled out, cum oozed out of her. I then slowly drug out the vibrating dildo as she lay there breathing with ragged gasps for air. Her multiple orgasms with me had clearly erased all traces of Carlisle.

She remained motionless as I gently undid the straps on her body, examining her carefully. Her skin was slightly blotchy and flushed. Her clit abused and her pussy lips were reddened from the vibrators and her ass was still leaking cum from where my dick used to be.

I kept my hands on her at all times as I went to get ointment out of the drawer embedded in the table. I gently applied the soothing salve to her, kneading it into her body.

I really started getting into it, digging my fingers in, making large circular motions with the palms of my hands. I worked on her wrists, arms, and neck using more oil as I went along.

I avoided her pussy and ass as much as possible knowing that she was hypersensitive to touch in those areas. I lifted her gently so that I can reach her shoulders and back before continuing to rub and massage the back of her arms. I lay her down and gently began to rub down her left side of her body before working down her left leg to the toes. Then I moved over to her right foot, and massaged back up her leg to her and back.

As class came to a close, I tenderly lowered her to the ground and settled in behind her, holding her to my frame. She snuggled into the curve of my body and placed her head on my chest causing me to be overcome with emotion. I wasn't sure what I felt at this moment and before I could extend any further thought to it, Carlisle came back to the front of the room to address the class.

I could tell by the look on his face he wasn't happy by what he saw. Ever the professional, he kept his criticism to himself, while in front of the class; though I knew, once he had the opportunity, I wouldn't hear the end of it. After informing the group of the week's instructions and upcoming lesson, Carlisle dismissed the class.

I was about to help Alice to her feet when Carlisle approached me. "Jasper, I would like to speak with you before you leave."

I nodded my head and smiled.

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