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Jasper's note: Thank you my pets for doing your part at earning this chapter. You've pleased your master. I kept fiberkitty up until it was just barely midnight mischief-maker1's time so that she may send you your reward.

JPOV

Will he show up? What if he doesn't? Do I go to their house if he fails to show? How easily could I let him go if that is what he chooses? "God, why did I have to push it today of all days?"

I slammed my fist into the wall, my knuckles coming back feeling slightly bruised. I shouldn't have canceled all of my appointments the rest of the day. I could have kept busy with patients and busy work. Instead I cleared out my afternoon so that I could mentally prepare for Edward. After filling out the brief report for using the deprivation tank, I came directly to the Chief of Staff's office. I knew Bella was down in Edward's office wanting to make sure he was alright, so I went to Carlisle. Now here I stand, outside his door, deciding on if I should go in or not. I fingered the raised letters of his name on the frosted glass.

His office was silent except for the repetitive click of fingers on keys, so I just let myself in and closed the door behind me. He was used to such liberties. It had been a while since I last visited Dr. Cullen and he seemed surprised to see me. He looked up briefly.

"How may I help you...?"

"Dr. Whitlock is fine for today, thank you. I came to see you regarding Edward."

Carlisle relaxed when I didn't make him call me 'sir' and returned to his data entry. A man of his position and wealth did not take to giving over his power easily. He certainly enjoyed to be paddled though. He and Esme had hired me on a number of occasions for a 'weekend of submission' when Garrett was looking to increase the funding for our private business. Eleazar would rent out a Dom for a weekend to happy couples looking for something different.

I had never had sex with those clients although I was more than happy to tell them what to do while I watched. Carlisle and Esme were the last of my clientele before I handed them off to a Sub who was happy to play the part. I hate to admit it, but I fully believe that my intimate knowledge of the Chief of Staff most likely influenced his decision in hiring me. He has however, on multiple occasions noted that he noticed my name because of how sore he was when he went through the applications but hired me because of my excellent credentials and references.

"Yes, I heard about his breakdown earlier. Is he improving?"

Edward attempted to move away from me but I demanded he stay against my chest. He stiffened but maintained his position, even after I gave him a direct order to call me 'sir.' I smiled when Edward said 'Yes sir' and then I proceeded to lay down the law.

Outside of his rather dramatic swallow, Edward seemed to actually submit to me. It may still be a conscious effort to submit to my will, but he is doing it. Tonight we shall see what he's made of. I will give him more to worry about than his flashbacks so that they do not enter his mind again.

"I am increasing the number of weekly sessions I have with Edward. We will formally meet three times per week and twice a week informally for a morning run. I do not feel that he will be plagued with recurring flashbacks after tonight."

Carlisle finally turned away from his computer to fully look at me instead of just glancing in my direction. I knew where his mind was going and I couldn't get away with telling him as little as I do Bella. When he seemed ready to speak, I clasped my hands behind my back, ready for the battle to start.

"What is the nature of your treatment plan with Dr. Cullen?"

If he wanted to keep this strictly professional, I would as well. "Without his explicit permission, I must state patient-doctor confidentiality for what goes on in my sessions with your surgeon."

Carlisle nodded and gave me a faint smile. "Sorry, the dad in me wants to make sure my son is taken care of by the best. I know that you're what is best for him in the office or out of it, if that's what it takes."

I will do whatever it takes to bring him back to you. He's too special to be left in this halfway state of limbo he has locked his mind within. "You can feel assured that Edward's well being is first and foremost in my mind, Carlisle. I will do everything within my power to return your son to his prior state of mind."

He offered me his hand and when our hands met, he covered mine with his other, clasping it tightly. "You're already bringing our boy back to us, that's all we can ask for. You have my full support in everything you need. Any and all of my resources are at your disposal."

After my impromptu meeting with Carlisle I left for my own little abode. This was not at all how I'd planned on my Monday to progress. I had planned on resting near the lake, a glass of wine in hand, and watching the night settle in around me as I enjoyed a good book. With today's development, a quiet night on the dock was not in my near future. I quickly made myself a light supper of Laughing Cow cheese, a pita bread, and a handful of grapes, eating bites here and there as I went about my other tasks.

I washed my dishes, tidied up any dirty laundry, and then made sure my implements were ready for the evening. A large portion of our session would be in the back room so I quickly sprayed the mattresses down with a sanitizer and withdrew my box of rings from its locked drawer and set it atop the dresser. Will he wear it? This isn't the normal sequence of events. Just in case, I started the towel warmer and put two wet towels into it.

I have to blend what Eleazar did for me along with how Aro breaks in his slaves. However, he won't be servicing any of the other subs nor will he be punished to the degree I have been in the past. Not unless he makes any serious transgressions, that is. I will mold him more than force him. Edward will still be magnificent as a sub, my sub.

First we need to break through his wall of self-control. Edward needs to let go of everything in order to find his inner peace. I will help him create a place to where he can retreat when panic attempts to set in. He will learn to relinquish his power in order to truly find it.

It was a minute to six when I heard a car door close. I turned swiftly at the waist from side to side, cracking my back, before moving to the door. His punctuality pleased me. He no doubt had issues with Bella in order to leave unplanned, but he was showing dedication to his mental health.

"Good. You are taking this seriously, aren't you Edward?" I spoke through the screen door as I opened it for him.

His eyes skimmed my body from head to toe and I saw a hint of his crooked smile make an appearance. He had noticed that I was still in the same clothing most likely. There was no reason for me to change, my job does not require as stuffy of a wardrobe as someone in the main hospital. Edward finally nodded as if he'd been considering my question.

"I want to get better."

Time to start the lesson. I am sorry Edward, but it's for your own good. I slapped him, with very little force, across the flat of his look of shock had me biting back a laugh.

"First rule. You are not to talk unless I command you to do so. Do you understand? Nod or shake your head."

I stood in the doorway until he nodded his acceptance. "Good. Now, follow me." I allowed him to enter and then shut the door behind him.

Leading the way to our new therapy room, I smiled at the fire I'd seen in his green eyes. His submission was all the sweeter as he fought to give in to my will. He would find me a much kinder master than most others.

I walked with him to the center of the room and had him kneel down on the most recent mattress added to the room. The futon had finally died after a session with Laurent following my movie night with Edward. He'd ended up on my doorstep after a small spat with Alice. Physical chastisement left him more willing to see things her way. Of course the next day I'd received quite the tongue lashing from Alice, and not in the way I had wished. She was not pleased that I sent him home needing to sit on a pillow.

"Edward, I'm about to introduce you to a whole new world full of wonderful things. However, that introduction comes with a price." I opened my box of treasures and began to finger the larger rings. "What ring size do you wear? A ten? You may answer."

"A ten and a half, sir." His voice trembled slightly yet he did not delay.

I found the ring I wanted and turned back to him. His bronze hair was hanging into his eyes as he kept his head slightly bowed. Edward was truly a fast learner.

"This ring is the sign of a slave. The kanji says Dorei, or Slave, if you will. In accepting this, you will be accepting to take whatever I dole out. You will do as I say when I say and you will not backtalk me. Do you understand?" I didn't tell him about the inside script stating Property of J.W.

Edward began to open his mouth but promptly closed it and nodded, earning a smile. "Very nice Edward. You may be a decent sub yet."

I stepped back from him, appraising his form. "Stand." I circled him once, debating the options for our first lesson.

Edward lithely stood, his knees slightly bent as if expecting to be rushed. He was confused by this all despite his acceptance. His place in my life would be understood soon enough.

"I am going to help you with your emotional pain by countering it with physical pain. You will come to like it." Edward looked at me with thousands of questions in his eyes. Time to begin. "Strip."

His eyes met mine and I watched him until he realized that I meant business. His fingers moved to the buttons on his Oxford and he slowly released each closure. Later we would work on speed, tonight I would compromise for performance.

I maintained my gaze on his face as he removed his pants. I didn't want his internal Emmett to reemerge after our brief discussion on my sexuality this afternoon before I had him wearing my ring. I would have more liberties after that bond is made.

Edward lowered the zipper, each tooth's release echoing in the room. His breath caught as he lowered his pants to the ground. He had not been home yet or did not bother to put on underwear if he had. Edward looked down at his pants and then to me, he didn't know what to do with them.

"You may fold them and place them on the pillow by the door to stay clean although I assure you the floor in here is spotless. I doubt you would want to explain all the wrinkles if you left them in a heap though."

I watched as he quickly placed his pants, belt, and shirt on the pillow as directed. Edward moved self-consciously and carefully. He was not certain of what was going to happen. "Back to the center of the room, Edward."

"I will allow you to wear my ring. This is a symbol of our contract with one another. For all intents and purposes, you are mine. When I want you here, barring work, you will be here or wherever I direct you to be. You will do as requested without second guessing me. I am a kind master but very firm."

When he didn't flinch, I continued. "You can expect many things from me, most of all to always have your best interests in mind and at heart. I will always put your needs first. However, your wants and needs are two different things. I will never do anything to bring you harm although some techniques may bring discomfort. I will never burn you, draw blood, nor otherwise do anything more than perhaps leave you a little tender for an hour or two."

"I will not give up on you and will see your complete mental health returned to you. If at any time you need me, twenty four seven, I am available to you. I may not be physically able to arrive immediately depending on my location, but at my first allowance, I will be."

He nodded and looked at me, his mind absorbing my words. "I will not do anything to embarrass you in front of your family, friends, or peers. What we do shall stay private although it is in your best interest to let Bella know that there have been changes in our arrangement. Our relationship will change, drastically over time but I will give you time to adjust. You will not be thrown into this as I was. We will become rather close and there will be times when I allow you to speak freely, as friends, if you will."

Edward's head lowered minutely before raising. He was beginning to comprehend what he'd agreed to. "If you want out of my treatment plan, you may leave now and I will not stop you. Or you may stay and accept the help I offer. You may vocalize your choice." I opened my fist, showing him the ring I would have him wear.

His emerald eyes were staring at the ring, his pupils dilating in the dim light as he focused. I could see his wheels turning as he weighed the pros and cons of both options. This was the pivotal moment of our relationship as dom and sub. I could not make this choice for him.

"I want to stay, sir."

I held out my palm and he offered up his right hand. I reached down and tilted his chin up so that his eyes met mine. Smiling gently, I slid my ring into place. "This ring is a reminder of your position. A reminder of what you can become if you submit. It is a reminder that you are not in control of your life. I am."

Edward's eyes went wide but he remained silent. "You may only take this off for surgery if you need to remove your wedding ring as well. I will provide you with a chain to place it on in those instances. Should I catch you without your ring... Let's just leave it that you do not want to find out. It would not be beneficial to your improvement."

Determining the best punishments would be an interesting experience. His would no doubt be of a mental genre than those of physical discomfort. Now I must get inside his head...

I had Edward kneel when I brought out the flail. The leather strips were butter soft but would bring enough weight with each swing to redden the impact site. I kept my aim mostly to his upper back and a few to his thighs, avoiding his ass and shoulders. I didn't want him too incredibly sore when sitting tonight nor did I want his shoulders aching when he went home. The ring would be enough of a reminder.

"Each red mark I give you takes a portion of someone else's pain away. Mrs. Burns, her children, grandchildren, Bella, your parents, your brother." I brought the flail down across his back, punctuating each name as I went. His shoulders shook, leaving me uncertain if his silent crying was for his mental release of anguish or for my physical actions. "Isn't a small amount of discomfort now worth knowing that you've given them some retribution for hurting them? I know you didn't mean it, but do they? Do you?"

Knowing that you aren't at fault and feeling it are two very different things. I know that I had no choice in killing Maria. Knowing that it was my self-defense that ended her life did not assuage my guilt. Only the force of Eleazar's paddle helped me out of my mental prison.

"It is not your fault Edward. They are not here to do this to you, only me. They cannot hurt you anymore, just as you cannot hurt them. You will not hurt your family more, do you understand me?"

I squatted in front of him, lifting his chin so that I could take in his tear streaked cheeks. "You will become better for yourself and for them. They love you and I will help you find your way back to them. Set free your guilt. Let the pain remove it, lash by lash."

He began to sob so I sat down on a stack of mattresses. Just as before in the tank, I pulled Edward to me, only this time I had him folded over my lap instead of on it. I grasped the wooden paddle from the table with the rings and brought it down on his ass. Any of my other subs would have laughed at the slight sting but he was not used to it. Edward winced and attempted to move away from the subsequent blow. His movement angered me. I was doing this to help him.

"This is for questioning me." I spanked him again. "This is for not winning on our first run." Again. "This is for asking me if I'm gay."

I dropped the paddle and spanked his tight ass with my bare hand. "I'm a Dom. I am whatever I want to be." My next touch was more of a slap, my finger staying just a moment longer upon his skin than necessary.

At this, I felt his cock begin to stir and press against my thigh. "You're getting hard from this, Edward. I think you actually like it. I'm glad you do. I want you to enjoy our sessions while I help you redirect your mind from the past. Today, I might have considered giving you a little pleasure to go with the pain. But no, you haven't proven yourself to me yet."

I smiled as I spanked him, my fingers leaving first white and then red marks behind. My fingers strayed to the inside of his thighs, a hair's breadth away from spanking his balls. His hips lifted slightly, trying to find my hand. "You really do have a lovely ass, Edward. Do you remember when I told you how hard I'd ride you? Think of that the next time you jerk yourself off. No, on second thought, don't. You are not allowed to touch yourself unless I give you permission to. All of your actions except when in surgery will be scripted by me."

I slapped his buttocks a final time, catching the curve up from his thigh. After his body relaxed, I shoved him off of my lap, standing as he slid to the floor. "Now get dressed and go home to Bella. I'll see you Wednesday morning for our run."

He turned to look at me once he stood, his eyes dark with a hint of unconscious lust. His cock was erect despite his obvious determination that he would not respond to my touch. As he turned to pick up his clothing, I saw the marks.

"Stop!" Edward stopped in his tracks, his hands going to his sides. "Stay."

Fuck, Jasper, did you have to use the flail that many times? His skin was baby smooth and the red welts had gone a little too far in a few spaces. The pain would set in soon and at this stage, it would be difficult for him to assimilate.

I went to the bathroom and retrieved a jar of salve similar to Tiger Balm, but less pungent. It would relieve the pain and help the skin in healing any possible bruising. Looking into the mirror, my eyes were bright, the shadows beneath fading away. Perhaps I would actually sleep for more than a few hours tonight.

Edward was still in place when I returned to his side. He stared at the jar I held as if it was going to bite him. "I left a few marks and they will begin to hurt soon. It is better to prevent your further discomfort than it is to take it away. You will still want to take an analgesic when you get home. Let me tend the blotches for you. Unless you'd rather I send the salve home with you for Bella to apply?"

Edward shook his head violently.

"But she's your wife."

He looked up at me, his eyes wild, silently asking permission to speak. I could make him work for the allowance but I was feeling generous. He really was trying.

"You may speak, Edward. You've earned that right tonight."

His face visibly lightened. My praise had a strong effect upon him. The coupling of pain with positive reinforcement had been my way out of my head as well.

"I'd... I'd rather you do it, Sir." His voice was quiet, the tone somewhere between shame and need. My cock twitched. There were so many other things I'd rather do to him.

"As you wish. Please kneel in front of the mattresses where I'd been sitting and then bend over them. I need you to elongate your torso to your full height." He moved as dictated, although he held himself stiffly once bent. "You may put your hands up by your head for comfort. I know tonight has not been easy on you, Edward."

I admired his body. He was quickly returning to his peak form after his weeks of bed rest. Our morning runs, as well as his normal care of his body, are showing a change in the lean strength of his form. Stretched out, the muscles of his back contracted and relaxed. He looked like a mountain lion at rest. Power, stealth, sleekness. I could feel my own arousal become insistent as I looked at the image presented to me.

His legs were spread wide as he bent, his balls hanging within view, and I knew his cock was still hard and pressed against the mattresses. If he were any other sub, I've have greased up my own cock with the salve and fucked him by now. Time, Jasper. Give him time. Instead I am here rubbing the ointment into each wound.

As I worked the salve into the red lines, working in small circles around his back, my body was close enough to feel his body heat. I longed to press into him and bury my fingers in his hair as I tugged him toward my cock. Edward's hips began to subtly shift against the mattresses as I worked lower. His body knew what he wanted, even if his mind did not. I continued to blend the salve into his skin while he thrust against the mattress.

"You like this, don't you? You like giving me the control. You like me doing this to you, touching you. You need my touch, don't you Edward? "

His body tensed beneath my hands. A little too much of an admission to ask for just now, I understand. You've been through so much. You may look like a powerful feline but inside you are still a broken bird. "It's ok Edward. There is no right or wrong here. What happens here is just you and me, a servant and his master. You want to please your master, don't you Edward?"

I moved my hand down so that I was brushing against the inside crease of his groin while rubbing in the ointment. I didn't want to miss a spot. I had given him a thorough punishment, after all. He whimpered as my knuckles grazed his sack. If only I could guarantee he wouldn't bolt if I just reached between his legs and wrapped my hand around his dick. I want to see him climax at my touch, cum when I say he can.

"Yes sir." Even my excellent ears had a hard time making out his whisper. Even so, I was silently rejoicing that he admitted to wanting to please me. He was accepting me as his master.

"Then let me make you feel good, Edward."

I rubbed the salve in, massaging the firm globes of his ass. After each mark, I began to spank him once more. His hips began to move in time with the slap my hand made. We created our own rhythm and I began to palm my cock through my pants, the tension growing steadily.

"You're hard, aren't you? It bothers you getting hard like this, because I'm touching your back and beautiful ass, doesn't it?"

Edward nodded his head but did not look up at me nor did he stop moving his hips. He was lost to his needs. "That's okay, Edward. You'll learn to enjoy it in time. You aren't thinking about your patient now, are you?"

He shook his head. "As long as you worry solely about pleasing me, nothing else will worry you. I like to make you feel good, Edward. It makes me hard to know that you're hard from me touching you, spanking you, helping you. But you're not ready for me yet. You haven't earned that yet. I'll find another sub tonight who is."

I could have sworn I heard a sad groan or growl escape his throat. "When you're a good boy, we'll talk about rewards. For now, let me help you out some. Give me your hand."

I grabbed the open jar and put a generous dab of the salve into Edward's hand. I led his hand to his hip and tugged on his thigh to move his body up. At that point, my newest sub knew what to do and slid his hand into the space between his pelvis at the bedding. He shivered as his hand touched his dick.

"Pleasure and pain are your world now, Edward. There is no room for anything else, only me and what I offer you." I continued speaking in soft, low tones to him. I wanted him to know that I would not compete with his love for Bella, would not disrupt their marriage, but I would have something different with him. His love would endure where mine had failed. I would not make the mistakes Eleazar had made. He will not be forced to choose, but he will be forced to prioritize his time so that he can please both of us. I would challenge him in ways she could not just as she could help him in ways I could not. We would be a team as we put Edward back together.

He began to buck against his hand in earnest, quiet whimpers and moans issued through his clenched teeth in between my spanks. His orgasm was imminent. "Stop." He continued to pump away, ignoring my command. I spanked him with my full strength, the sound of the slap ringing in my ears, earning a yelp from him as the burn started. "I said, stop."

Edward's hand dropped to his side and he tensed repeatedly. His hips moved back slightly with each pulse of his muscles. He was trying so hard not to thrust that I had the momentary desire to just drop down and suck him off. I can make him feel better another day. Today I am setting the boundaries we shall need. I reached over to the warmer I'd started earlier and grabbed a towel from within. He caught the hot towel when I tossed it to him, his face carefully blank.

"Wipe yourself off and get dressed. Go home to Bella. Do not touch yourself except to piss and shower or I will know. You can let yourself out. I will see you Wednesday morning. The same rule applies. Do not speak unless requested to. Drive safely."

I wiped my hands off on the other towel, and kept my back turned as he redressed. If I had to see his tears or his cock, I would no doubt break my own rules and let him finish here. He has to need me first. Edward has to want me to do that. I have to snap his thread of control so that it is not just his wanting the release I can provide.

The moment he was gone, I stripped out of my own clothes. I leaned over the space he'd been, inhaling his scent. I grabbed my cock and began to stroke, thrusting against the mattresses as he had done. My mind thought of his full lips and those jade eyes. My hand fisted tighter, moving faster.

I want to see his lips parted around my cock, his throat swallowing down every last drop he earned from me. I want to grasp his hair and fuck his mouth, teach him how to please me so that it becomes second nature. I thought of Edward accepting my ring and then of bending him over the mattresses and sheets. With just a little of the salve I could have easily pinned him with my body and slid into him. He'll beg me for it in time, pleading with tears in his eyes. With the memory of him calling me 'sir' fresh in my thoughts, I coated my stomach and the bedding with my cum.

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