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Dark Salvation

AN: If this chapter doesn't make you realize that Jasper will not break up Edward and Bella, Kitty will resort to drastic measures involving a naked Hot Bitch, Master Jasper, and pancake syrup in a manner you will not find hot and enjoyable.

Edward POV (Chapter 23)


I walked out of Jasper's house with a spring in my step. Yes, I knew I was going home to a sleeping dragon, so to speak, especially after last night and this morning, but I couldn't help but be happy. Jasper had welcomed me. With open arms. Oh, I knew we all had a long road ahead of us, but still…he was my master, I, his sub, and we would figure things out.

I worried about leaving Jasper with James, but then, I knew Jasper was a grown man, probably more capable of handling himself than I myself was, if the truth was known. So, with a whispered, "Goodbye, Master," to Jasper and a smirk and wave to James, who was down by the lake, I left and traveled back to mine and Bella's house.

I let myself in and found her standing at the sink, rinsing out a coffee mug. "How is he?" She asked as soon as she saw me.

I sighed, thinking of all that had happened since I'd last seen her. "Fine." I said softly.

"Are you sure?" She asked. "Maybe he needs you to stay with him longer, oh, do you think he'd like it if I fixed him some soup? I had thought of fixing my Southwest Chicken soup, you know he'd probably love it…"

I stepped to her. "Bella, love, stop. He's fine."

"I hurt him, Edward! I couldn't stop thinking about it! It took three margaritas and Rose doping me up with something to make me sleep."

I pulled her to me for a hug. "Bella, love, you didn't do that."

"But I…"

I shook my head. "No, love, you didn't do that to Jasper. He went to Italy to see his master this week."

Her eyes grew wide and her hands flew to her mouth. "Edward! He…that…you mean…?"

I nodded. "Jasper has to answer to someone too, a rather sick fucker…" I said, the last bit under my breath.

"Oh, Edward! Do you think that you'll…Jasper would never…"

My mind automatically went to hearing Jasper say to me, "That's the difference between a true sub and one that pretends to be one, Edward. If you were my true sub, you would know that what your master does is for your own benefit."

It still stung. I sighed. "No, Bella, Jasper's…not like that."

"But you have been whipped by him before." She stated.

I shook my head. "Not…like that. What was done to Jasper was sadistic. Jasper's not like that."

"That you know of." She stated flatly.

"Like you care." I retorted.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked huffily.

"You're willing to fuck him."

"So are you."

"That's different."

"How?" She asked as her eyebrow rose.

"He's healing me."

She snorted. "Come on, Edward. You aren't that stupid, are you? Sure, I know he's helping you, but really? What he's doing with you is no different than what the doctors did to the women in the early nineteen hundreds. Giving orgasms and or shock treatments as therapy?" She rolled her eyes. "You're getting orgasms and treating it as therapy."

"You wouldn't understand." I whispered. She would never see what Jasper does for me.

She sighed, obviously thinking the same thing. "How is Jasper this morning?" She asked again.

"He's fine."

She bit her lip and looked at me. "What?" I asked her.

"Wh-where did you sleep?"

I winced and she had her answer. "I see. So, what? I'm sure he wasn't well enough for…" Her eyes grew wide as she looked at my face. "Edward? Did you and Jasper…?"

"Yes." I managed to eek out the answer.

Her mouth fell open for just a moment before she said, "And?"

This time my mouth fell open. "You want details?"

"I think I'm entitled. I mean, if I have to sit through Rosalie telling me all the ins and outs of her and Emmett's sex life, then I should certainly know what my husband does in his sex life."

Ouch. Yeah, sweet, innocent, angelic Bella had taken a backseat. I'm not sure yet what title I'd give this one. I thought of a way to salvage this and not turn it into an argument. I thought back to all the things she'd said to me over the past week while Jasper was gone and I had an excellent idea. I smiled.

"What?" She asked.

I grinned. "Well, would you like me to tell you…or would you like for me to show you?"

Her eyes grew infinitely wider. "Sh-show me?"

I smiled and pulled her to me, suckling her neck. She did taste lovely. It would be all too easy to imagine her and Jasper together with me now. Jasper entering me from behind as I pounded into Bella…yes, it would be wonderful…in due time, that is. I certainly didn't want to do anything of the sort now. "You always say you're eager to try new things…" I purred into her ear.

"Edward. Fuck," She whimpered as I pulled her head back by her hair.

"Do you want me to tell you every fucking thing we did as I plow into you?"

"Fuck…Edward, yes!" She screamed. That was all it took for me to lift her and carry her up the stairs to our room. I tossed her to the bed and said, "Get your ass undressed. Now."

I saw her swallow hard before scrambling out of her pajamas. She had slept naked, I assumed last night, and I wondered if she pleasured herself in her haze of alcohol and medications. A glance at the bedside table gave me the answer as one of her large "Edward size" dildos sat, looking forlorn by himself. Normally if she drank, she got horny. I wonder if she even remembered doing it.

It took me only a moment to slip off Jasper's jeans and t-shirt, my own clothing had been ruined by his blood, not that I cared. All that mattered was that he was well.

Bella laid back on the bed, her bare pussy glistening with her juices. Ahhh…no matter how pissed off she may be at me, she had gotten excited, either by the idea of what I would do to her, or the idea of Jasper and I together, I wasn't sure. I moved beside her and kissed her violently. I pulled away and asked her in a gruff voice, "Do you want me to tell you everything that happened last night?"

"Yes," she stated.

I nodded and moved her hand to my erection. "The first thing I did was I lay next to him. He asked me to help him…relax for the evening. So, I did." I moved her hand up and down my shaft. She got the idea and began stroking me as I started kissing her chest, her neck, her face.

I felt myself close and said, "I got him off…he sprayed my cock and stomach with his cum…" She moved faster now and it only took a few more jerks of her hand for my release to arrive and my cum to jet out onto her waiting body. My eyes rolled back in my head. "Fuck…"

"What happened then?" She asked me softly.

I smiled and leaned over to grasp the vibrator. I turned it on and swirled it around in the cum that covered her. When it was wet, I slipped it toward her clit. "He returned the favor." I shoved it into her and her hand grasped my hair roughly.

"Edward!" She screamed and I knew I had gotten her close, if not had gotten her off, just from the motions. I fingered her clit, rubbing her furiously as I continued to plunge the cock in and out of her. She cried out again and I smiled. "What happened next surprised him."

She opened her eyes and looked at me. "What?" She asked, her voice but a whisper.

"I asked him to fuck me."

Those doe eyes grew wide. "And?"

I kissed her neck softly before my lips traveled up to her ear. "And he did."

I pulled away and said, "He didn't want to, he wanted to wait, but I needed him. He was hard and ready for me again already." I said as I rubbed my once more hardened length against her. "And when he finally gave in, he said, 'on your knees, slave' and I got on my knees."

She looked at me and I nodded. She moved on shaky legs until she was kneeling in front of me. I moved behind her and slipped a condom from the nightstand on. We'd been using them on the anal toys to help aid in the cleanup.

"E-Edward." She said uncertainly.

"Shhh," I said into the skin of her neck as I slipped a finger into her pussy. Once I had gotten it wet enough, I plunged it into her puckered hole. She moaned and I added another finger. She was close now, and I watched with satisfaction as her hand traveled down to her clit, working it furiously while the vibrator worked her pussy.

"Edward, oh, fuck, oh, fuck," She moaned and I smiled as I nipped her neck. She came with a low whine and I pulled my fingers away.

I moved my hand to her front and did as Jasper had, gathering up some of my cum and rubbing it onto my erection. "This will hurt, love, but it will feel so good…"

"Edward?" She asked hesitantly, but my fingers found the dildo, plunging it gently in and out of her, working up a rhythm before I began my descent into her. My God did it feel good. No wonder Jasper enjoyed it so much when he fucked me. It was unbelievable. So tight, almost painful it was so tight. Was I that tight? My ass was still sore, so I had to say yes.

She cried out and her hand reached behind her to violently pull at my hair. It hurt and I bit her neck. She screamed and I felt a bit more wetness seep out of her, dripping onto the sheet. "You like that?" I whispered into her ear.

"Fuck. Yes. Edward. More. Harder."

"Grip the headboard, love, I'm about to take you on a wild ride."

Both her hands grasped the iron headboard and I pulled her hair back, letting it fall down between us. It was so long, it tickled my pubic bone and that, too, felt delicious.

I worked the vibrator in and out of her again, upping the pace of the rhythm until I felt like I was going to explode. "Bella…"

"Ungh…Edward…more, harder, faster…"

I was moving rather quickly now, my balls slapping the hand under her that worked her pussy and clit and I felt her tighten around my cock. "Shit," I muttered as she continued to tighten around me and I said, "Bella, not…gonna…last…much…longer…"

She grasped my hair once more, pulling all the harder and I felt her hips rocking against me as she screamed one last time, coming so hard the vibrator slid out of her from the violence of her orgasm.

My cock was still seated deeply within her and I tightened my grip on her, my fingers working her clit, determined for her to stay on that high as I came. With a roar of my own I felt myself let go and I bit her collarbone savagely as she cursed, her fingernails digging into my scalp.

"Fuck, holy shit," I muttered as I pulled away.

She fell limply to the bed and moaned. The doctor in my sprung into action. "Bella, love? I'm so sorry, did I hurt you?"

She moved her head and looked at me. "Did it hurt you when Jasper fucked you, Edward?"

"Yes," I told her honestly. "But it felt terrific."

She nodded. "Then there is your answer."

"He's coming here, Monday, for our therapy session for the three of us to talk."

She nodded again and yawned. "And when Monday comes, I'll be ready with a slew of questions."

"But until then?" I asked.

She looked at me with loving eyes. "I don't want to fight, Edward. Let's just…pretend this isn't coming for a few more days. Your mom wants to have Sunday brunch tomorrow. We need to go. Let's just pretend none of this is happening for the rest of today and tomorrow, okay?"

I bit the inside of my cheek. "Bella…"

"I know, okay? I know that isn't the answer, but please? For me?"

I nuzzled into her neck. "Bella, I want this, I want us to be okay."

She sighed. "We will be. Eventually."

I blew out a breath. I knew avoiding the issue wasn't helping either of us. I'd already learned from my master that I needed to let things go and not let them fester. But if Bella refuses to talk to me about it, what could I do but wait for Jasper to help us. Together.

I wasn't quite sure how we managed to make it through Saturday and Sunday. It was as if a dark cloud was just on the horizon and both of us were too scared to comment on it. We walked on eggshells around each other during the day, but at night we fucked like animals. She was violent, and so was I, both of us exorcizing the demons in us, the demon that waited just below the surface of our relationship. I could only hope Jasper could help us when the time came.

Monday went about its usual manner, nothing exciting ever really happens in the world of Gastroenterology, and I was quite thankful of that fact. My mind had been running on autopilot anyway.

I smiled at Dr. Talia Grayson, who had been working with me on our latest patient, a victim of a hit and run. "Well, we did what we could. Good job on that leg, Talia."

She beamed as she stripped out of her gloves and moved to the sink. "Thanks, Edward. I really thought we lost him before you found that bleeder."

I paled. It had been bad. I couldn't find where he was bleeding from and it reminded me too much of what started all of my troubles. But I had remembered the ring under my scrubs and soldiered on. "Yes, well, thankfully we managed to get it under control."

She looked up and at the poor kid still lying on the gurney as the neurosurgeon completed his work. "Do you think he'll make it?" She asked softly.

I looked into the room. It was so hard to see such young children struck down. And this one was but six years old. "Well, it won't be for a lack of "McDreamy" trying. The man refuses to give up."

She nodded with a giggle. "You're right about that. Can you believe the nurses and interns gave him that awful nickname?"

I chuckled. "Better that than "Hot Bitch," which is what they call my father."

She laughed once more. "Well, that's true, though, no offense, Edward, but your father is a hot bitch."

I groaned. "Don't, Talia, please don't go there."

We finished cleaning up and she lifted a necklace from her shirt. She pulled three rings from it and promptly dropped all three. "Well shit." She muttered.

I chuckled and bent to help her find them. I felt along under the sink and said, "Aha, here's the little bugger." I lifted it up and couldn't quite hold in my gasp. The kanji was eerily familiar, as was the silver colored metal. I swallowed hard. "Th-that's an interesting ring you have there, Talia."

She smiled. "Yes, a very dear friend gave it to me."

I nodded. "You're a very lucky girl then, to have been given such a precious gift."

She took it gingerly, as I would do with my own and slipped it onto her right ring finger. "I like to think so." She said softly. Then she giggled. "I guess I'll have to get a bigger size soon or have it stretched."

"Why is that?" I asked, out of sheer politeness.

She was beaming as she said, "I just found out that I'm pregnant."

I'm sure all the blood drained from my face and I had to grip the side of the sink as my head swam and my knees went weak. "Th-that's lovely." I managed. "If you'll excuse me, I need to go…do some rounds."

She nodded, not even paying attention to me as one of the other surgeons got her attention. I felt weak, I felt sick, I felt…betrayed. In that instant my head cleared and my blood pressure spiked and my fists clenched and I knew exactly what I had to do.

I dialed Jasper's cell phone, though; I didn't really want to do this over the phone. He answered on the first ring. "Hello, Edward."

That calm, cool façade almost did me in. "Are you…available?"

"Are you alright, Edward?" He asked me, sensing my mood, no doubt.

"Yes, Sir, I just wondered if you had a moment." Observe the niceties, Edward, I thought to myself.

"I'm in the office catching up on some paperwork. Feel free to come on by."

I didn't respond as I snapped my phone shut and hurried across the hospital. It took me five of the usual fifteen minutes to get to his office. His secretary, Juniper? Julia? Jessica? Whatever the fuck her name was, looked at me with a bored expression and said, "Do you have an appointment?"

I growled, "We're friends. Edward Cullen. He told me to come by."

She sighed and punched the intercom button. "Dr. Whitlock? An Edward Cullen is here to see you. Says you're friends and that he was to come by?"

A pause, and then, "Send him in."

I didn't wait for her to get up. I marched in, slamming the door behind me. He glanced up at me, bored looking also. Clearly the paperwork before him wasn't holding his interest very well. "Hello, Edward. To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit? Could you not wait until tonight?" He chuckled.

"You motherfucking piece of shit. You gave her one of your rings? And now you got her knocked up?!" I was seething.

His eyes widened just a fraction before a cold look settled on his face. "Who I choose to collar and what I do with them is my fucking business. You are my sub and a poor one at that. I knew it; I knew I was wrong…" He stood, wincing slightly, and began to pace. "I knew it was a mistake to do this with you. I knew I couldn't let myself…" He stopped and turned to me. "To whom are you referring?"

"You mean you have more than just me and Talia Grayson as subs in this hospital?"

"You talked to Talia?" He asked, anger evident in his voice.

"She didn't say a fucking thing about your precious secret, Jasper. She has the ring! She dropped it when we finished our surgery. I helped her find it. Imagine my surprise when I find that it's one of your rings. How could you? You son of a bitch!"

His hand shot out and slapped me, hard. "How dare you, Edward. You know nothing of my life, my decisions, nothing."

He slapped me again. "Do you think you're the only man I've ever fucked? Do you think that you're the only one I want to fuck? You're not. And furthermore, my decision to be with anyone, or who I collar is my own decision. I've had a many a sub in my day. There are quite a few that wear my ring. And let me be perfectly clear on one thing…there will be other subs after you leave me, Edward."

"I would never…" I started.

He snorted. "Please, Edward. I'm not stupid. Of course you will. Our time together is but a vapor, it will be gone before you know it."

"No…" I said, shaking my head vigorously. "No, Jasper, please, say that it's not true…" I fell to my knees before him. "I'm sorry I'm so bad at this. I'll try to be better, I'll try…"

"Enough." He commanded roughly. "We will discuss this tonight. You want Bella to have full disclosure? Then it's about time she knows exactly what I do to you."

I felt my mouth go dry and my eyes widen. He smiled. "Ah, I see. You aren't really ready, are you? You aren't ready for her to know everything."

I shook my head. "No, Master," I said, slipping back into his proper name. "She knows. I even told her what we did Friday night and Saturday morning…"

His eyebrow lifted. "Is that a fact? And how did she take the news?"

"She grew quite excited." I whispered.

"And what happened then? Did you talk about this? Discuss it?"

I hung my head and he had his answer. "You two are acting like petulant children. I am not a toy for you two to fight over, Edward. I will not play into any games between the two of you."

He sighed and stepped away from me. "This is why I don't get involved in married people's lives."

"Talia is married." I said, before I could control my tongue.

His eyes narrowed at me. "I didn't say you could speak. However, I will answer. Talia is married, but she was mine first. When she grew…attached to Aaron, I made sure she was certain that she wanted him and then proceeded to tell him of our secret. He knows she belongs to me. I allow her a life outside of our…arrangement, but she knows who her master is. I gave her my blessing for her to become pregnant by her husband. They have been trying for months."

"So…you and she…" I started and his eyes grew colder.

"You aren't proving to be a very capable slave today." He said stiffly.

"Sorry, Sir." I said.

He blew a calming breath out. "Yes, she and I have been together. No, the child is not mine. Of that, I am certain. I wish no child to have my bloodline. It would be highly unfair."

I didn't ask what he meant, though, the longing to know was burning a hole in me. I stayed where I was, on my knees, waiting for him to finish.

"Edward, go. I'll deal with you later. I only came in to sign some paperwork and see what my week is like. I have no patients today…" He looked up at me. "Well, except for the special ones."

I felt my heart warm and my cheeks stain pink. I widened my eyes as I looked up at him and he chuckled. "You really are a shitty sub, Edward. I don't know what it would take to truly break you. The thought boggles the mind. You may speak."

"Th-thank you, Sir, truly. I'm so sorry I'm so bad at this."

He motioned me over and I made to stand. "On your knees." He instructed. I bit the inside of my cheek and walked on my hands and knees to him. His eyes were hard as I approached him. He was…oh fuck, he was unfastening his khaki pants. "I've changed my mind. If you're going to cause me troubles with that mouth, then clearly I need to tell you exactly what you can do with it."

My eyes grew wide as I stared at his lap. He wants me to…well, um, okay…I'd never really given that part of it a lot of thought before. I licked my lips and I watched in fascination as his cock twitched.

His hand went under my chin and lifted my eyes to his. "Edward, this is not a punishment, merely a lesson in how I control you. I hope that in time you come to enjoy this. But when I want you to suck my cock, I mean it. If you do a poor job you will receive a whipping. Are we understood?"

I nodded and licked my dry lips again. I tried to remember how it was I liked for Bella to suck on mine, tried to remember how it was I would tongue fuck her and tease her clit, sucking it into my mouth, but all of that seemed very foreign by comparison. I guess I'm going in blind…

I kissed his member, softly, just a little peck and I was rewarded with his fingers fisting gently into my hair. I took just the tip of him in my mouth, licking the precum from his slit. His breathing hissed, but he remained silent.

I slowly took in his whole length, my nose brushing his pubic bone and I automatically gave myself an inner high-five, thanking Emmett for teaching me how to rid myself of a gag reflex with the beer bong in high school.

His hand tightened in my hair slightly as I moved slowly back before plunging onto him again, sucking roughly. This wasn't nearly as bad as I thought. Perhaps it was because it was Jasper, but it was quite rewarding. His hips were moving just slightly now, little bucks as I continued my ministrations. I pulled back, deciding to go all out here, and suckled on his balls, first one, then the other and he let out the tiniest of moans. Hmm…I stored that information for later before I sucked him in once more.

I moved my tongue back and forth while I was suckling, something Bella did that drove me crazy, and his hips bucked harder. Just then, I heard a knock on the door. My eyes flew to his, but he just grinned and motioned me under his desk. "Don't you stop sucking my cock, Edward. If it's the fucking President of the United fucking States of America you are not to stop. If your own mother comes in here and sits down and stays a motherfucking hour, you are not to stop. Understood?"

I made an "mmm-hmm" sound in my throat which caused him to moan as it vibrated him. I grinned at the moan and we moved in unison so I was hidden under his desk.

"Come in," He said, his voice devoid of emotion. But I knew better, I was causing him to become all the more excited at the prospect of getting caught.

I nibbled on his head momentarily before plunging onto him again, sucking and swallowing around him. "Fuck, Edward," he murmured before I heard the door open.

Well, it wasn't my mother, but it was almost as bad. "Hello, Jasper."

"Carlisle, what a pleasant surprise." Jasper said.

Oh fuck. My dad? Really? Could this get worse?

"I just wanted to stop by and remind you of the meeting this afternoon."

Jasper sighed, though his hand tightened in my hair as I nibbled his shaft once more. "Budget cuts in the mental health department. Where else will they try to cut money from, Carlisle?"

Dad sighed. "I don't know, Jasper, I really don't know. I'll see you later."

"See you then," Jasper said before he blew out a ragged breath.

I heard the door click and felt Jasper's other hand fist in my hair just as I grasped his balls, pushing on his "taint" with a knuckle and with almost a whimper, he came down my throat.

I swallowed him greedily, drinking down every drop of him he offered to me. He was delicious. I pulled away and looked up at him. His eyes were half closed and a serene smile was upon his face. "My, my, Edward. You constantly surprise me."

I smiled at him and he patted my head much like one would a dog. And I was a sick fuck for admitting to myself that ate the praise up like it was Milk Duds at the movie theater. He smiled at me. "Good boy. I just have to remember as long as it's something you want to do, you're all for it."

His smile turned grim. "Unfortunately, you don't always get to do what you want, Edward. A lesson you need to remember."

I hung my head once more.

"Get up," He commanded. "Go finish your day. I'll be over to your house later. I have some work to do, and as you know, your father and I have a meeting with the planning committee."

I crawled out from under the desk and felt a sharp swat to my ass. I turned back to look at him over his shoulder. He was smirking. "I'll see you tonight, Edward."

I nodded. "Until then, Sir."

I was nervous. Bella was nervous. We'd spoken ten words to each other when we got home.

"Hi," I said.

Her eyes dropped to her shoes. "Hey."

"6:30, right?" I asked.

"Uh-huh. I made tea."

I nodded. "Alright, good."

And that was the extent of our conversation. I had the feeling Rosalie had drilled Bella for information yesterday as Rose looked at me like I was Satan incarnate, but I'd just shrugged that off. It was none of their business, though, my dad and Emmett both had asked me what we were fighting about. It was…complicated. We weren't actively fighting, just…avoiding. If we talked, we'd inevitably bring up Jasper and that would only lead to another argument and neither of us wanted to pretend like that was an issue, so, yep, back to avoiding.

I decided to get cleaned up, so I went upstairs, showered, changed into a tee shirt and jeans and walked back downstairs. Bella then walked upstairs and must have done the same, because she came back down in some yoga pants and a tiny tank. She looked sexy as hell in it, as I'm sure she wanted to. The top was tight, almost as if she were going to work out and my cock twitched as I looked at her.

She walked past me and picked up a book, pretending to read while I watched a rerun of "Monk". Finally six thirty rolled around and the doorbell rang. I sprinted up and Bella sighed as she stood and went into the kitchen. Oh to be a mind reader…I'd love to know what she was thinking. I heard her banging plates about. On second thought…perhaps not. I opened the door and smiled at Jasper.

"Hello, Edward. How are you this evening?"

"Fine, Sir," I said softly.

He chuckled. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes," I said with a small nod.

He handed me the two pizza boxes, taking off his shoes before following me into the living room. "Good. I came prepared. You are, after all, a growing boy."

I heard Bella snort from the opposite doorway and Jasper eyed me. "Do I want to know?"

I shrugged. "If you can get her to talk, I'd be amazed." I told him glumly.

He sighed. "Fine. Let's get started, shall we?" He raised his voice and said, "Bella? Could you come here?"

She walked into the room with a slight huff. "Yes, Sir?"

Even Jasper winced at her tone. "Okay, time out. Edward, take the pizza into the kitchen. We'll be waiting right here."

I looked from her to him and dashed to the kitchen, returning only moments later. It didn't look as if they'd spoken. It was odd, Bella had been so worried about Jasper's health and now she was staring a hole in him. "I, uh, I'm back." I said.

Jasper's eyes flickered to me and he nodded. "Okay. If you'll both come with me to the basement, we need to discuss this like three grownups." He led the way to the stairs, noticeably flicking the front door locked on his way past.

Once we were downstairs, he said, "Bella, couch, Edward, you sit next to her."

We both nodded and took our seats. He sat down on the coffee table facing us. I noticed that he'd winced and I said, "Sir, do you need something more comfortable to sit on?"

He shot me a look. "I'm quite capable, Edward, thank you."

The ice in his voice caused me to shiver and I sat back vowing to say silent until he asked me to speak. He sighed once more. "Bella, I think I need to start out with an apology. I'm very sorry for what Edward and I have done without your blessing."

I chanced a glance at her. She seemed surprised. She nodded minutely and he went on. "It was wrong of me to ask this of Edward without your consent. I know that what I can do for Edward will help heal him, but in my haste to make him better, I left you out of the loop, and for that, I will forever be sorry."

He sat up straighter. "Having said that, I feel it prudent to remind you of the fact that Edward has already entered into a contract with me by taking my ring. He wears it with pride, and that is nothing to sniff at. I don't expect you to understand it, Bella, but I do except you to respect it."

"Respect?" She said softly. "You expect me to respect this…abomination?"

Jasper blinked and I cringed. "What are you referring to, Bella? The fact that I'm fucking your husband, or the fact that you wish to join us?"

Her mouth fell open and Jasper chuckled. "Bella, Bella, Bella, you can't play that card with me. Edward thinks you as innocent, but he doesn't know you very well, does he? He doesn't know of your dark fantasies. But I do. I can see them plain as day in your eyes. You long for the rough and tumble, long to be as…adventurous as the romance novels you read. And you can be. All your dreams will come true. In due time."

He stood and moved to his backpack. He pulled out a paddle and…oh shit, another ring. "You wanted to join as a sub, didn't you, Bella?" He asked her.

I longed to shout 'no' but knew I would be punished for it if I did.

She nodded, her head tilted defiantly.

Jasper smiled. "I have a ring, right here. But I'm not going to give it to you. Not yet. You two are an exception to almost every rule I have. And that disturbs me greatly. I will hold this ring for you, Bella, until you fully grasp the situation you wish so fervently to enter into. But be warned, it comes with a price. Edward. Come."

I moved forward, sensing what he needed from me and sank to my knees as soon as I moved off the couch. I crawled to him and he smiled. "Yes, Bella, a sub does as I ask all the time, no questions asked. Now, unfortunately, Edward disobeyed me today, and spoke out of turn against me. Shall I show you what I do to him?"

My gaze traveled to her. She was watching Jasper. She swallowed and nodded once more. His eyes traveled back to me. "Edward, strip."

I stood and hastily took off my clothes, folding them and sitting them aside quickly. Once finished, I fell back to my hands and knees in front of him.

He took in my appearance with a guarded expression. Before I realized what was happening, his paddle came down hard upon my ass. "You aren't ready for me, Edward. Rule one, both of you; the sub must always be ready for the master. In a woman, it would mean being panty-less and have a wet, ready cunt, but in a man, it means his cock is to be rock-hard and at the waiting for whatever I may ask him to do." He sat the paddle down, and in a move that surprised me, slipped his shirt and pants off. He had already removed his shoes at our front door. He was now standing before us naked.

I noticed he kept his back from Bella's view, but the fact that his glorious cock was hard and on display in front of me…and my wife, made me hyperaware of everything in the room. I could hear the TV from upstairs still playing, could smell the pizza wafting its way to us, could hear Bella's now ragged breathing, and Jasper own controlled breaths.

"Do you enjoy looking at me, Bella?" He asked softly.

"Yes," She answered immediately.

"And what do you wish to do with me?"

"Fuck you." She responded.

His eyebrow rose. "Are you stating that you want to fuck me or are you insinuating that you want me to go fuck myself?"

Her lips twitched despite the heaviness that hung in the air. "I wish to fuck you, Jasper. Right here, right now."

He chuckled. "Not tonight, sugar. This is merely a lesson. Go ahead, undress as well."

I felt my fists clench into the carpet. Surely he wouldn't fuck her in front of me now, tonight, would he? I realized he'd just said not tonight, but still, I was terrified of the answer. I watched as she slipped off her pants and top, now only clad in a pair of cheeky panties, emerald green, my favorite. She crossed her arms in front of her breasts, the lovely shade of red blooming across her exposed chest.

Jasper sucked in a breath. "Bella, darlin' you are beautiful. Please do not cover up on my account."

Her blush grew as he held out a hand for her and she took it. "Now," He said softly. "I'm going to kiss you, and Edward is going to watch."

I swallowed hard as Jasper bent and Bella stretched up on tiptoe until their lips met. My two sides warred. On the one side, I wanted to get up and punch him for kissing her, mine, she's mine. But the other side of me was turned on and my cock swelled at the sight of the two of them. Jasper's hands traveled down to Bella's, and he pulled them to circle his neck before his own moved down to cup her ass. How long they kissed, I wasn't sure, but I was now bordering on pain for two completely different reasons when they finally parted, a small sigh escaping Bella's lips.

Jasper smiled. "I now know why Edward wanted to keep you all to himself. Honey, you are divine."

She smiled up at him. "Thank you," She whispered.

He chuckled. "Oh no, sugar, thank you." He turned to me then. "You see, Edward, I can have anyone or anything I wish. I'm the master."

He turned back to Bella and said, "You may sit again, darlin, but please stay undressed. I love the image of you in those panties. They're the very color of Edward's eyes, aren't they?"

She nodded. "Yes, they are."

He gave her a curt nod and turned to me while still keeping his back to her. "Alright, Edward. Now, you are conflicted, are you not? You see her and I and it causes you to war with yourself."

"Yes," I replied gruffly, my breathing hard as my chest tightened. I was confused, so confused. I wasn't read for this, not yet. He came over to me and moved the paddle along my ass again. By now it was starting to sting just slightly, making my cock drip. "I didn't say you could speak, Edward. It was a rhetorical question." He turned back to Bella. "You see, Bella, I am, in fact, Edward's master. He can do and say as he wishes when not in my presence unless I demand he not do something. I could, for example, demand he not touch you for the next week and he would have to do as I say or he would suffer the consequences."

He ran the paddle over my skin, just brushing it and I whimpered slightly. It stung me again as he hit me with it. "Silence!" He commanded and this time I remained quiet. "Now, Bella, I want to assure you, I do not want to break up your marriage. I want to help it. By helping Edward deal with his darkness, it will make your marriage all the better. By casting out his demons, I return him to you healed in mind, body and spirit."

"But he will be changed," She said, not fearing my master's wrath. She was not his sub, she could talk back to him.

Jasper nodded. "Changed he will be. But for the better. The darkness, the horror of what he went through will reside in him for a time yet, and if he wasn't treated properly, it would only be too easy for it to happen again. And we don't want that, do we?"

She shivered, remembering, I'm assuming, as I was, the weeks I sat cowering under our blankets, eager to end my own life. "No, I want him well," She told him. "But, Jasper, what you're asking, what you're doing…it isn't right. Marriage is supposed to be sacred."

"Marriage is what the two parties make of it. I know of many successful non-monogamous marriages, some are more give and take than others, but they do give and take. And that is what you will have to do. I am very disappointed in Edward's behavior as of late, and I assure you, he will atone for it. He has treated you unfairly, Bella, and I'm afraid I was too enamored with him to see what he was doing to you. But no more. He will not treat you like that again. He will treat you with the utmost respect befitting a lady such as yourself. He will worship your mind and body and fully realize what he has. And do you know why he will do that?"

She shook her head, and I, too, was curious as to how he would do that. I mean, I knew I had treated Bella like shit, but I didn't know how he would change what had already happened.

His smile was evil, less like a mischievous angel and more like a calculating demon. "Our Edward, and yes, he is ours, has a competitive streak in him, doesn't he?"

She nodded. "Yes, of course he does. You yourself have seen that."

He nodded sharply. "Indeed I have. And I'm going to channel that competitive streak in him."

"What are you competing for?" She asked softly.

His grin only grew. "You."

A/N: A couple of things- **Please read so we can avoid the PM's later**

1. Chapter 24 may be a day or two late. The birthday party curse struck again in FK's house. Mistress Kitty is on lovely painkillers after one of the babies smashed into her nose on Saturday. The cartilage is in a less than intact state and has Kitty a little loopy on meds so that she can even function. Otherwise, Kitty was hurting from her forehead to her chin and cheek to cheek.

2. The ring Jasper brought to group therapy: please wait until you've read Jasper's POV to pass judgment on Jasper.

3. The competition: same as with the ring. You don't know what's going through Jasper's head at the moment and are not getting the entire picture, only Edward's POV.

4. If we continue to receive comments yelling that Jasper is breaking up Bella and Edward despite our numerous A/N's about it and the FAQ on our profile page, we're going to break them up out of spite. *cheerfully bounces out of the room in a pain killer induced fog*