A/N: Sorry for the delay folks. Mistress Boo Boo Kitty Fuck is back on her feet and back to writing. However, due to real life time constraints, she's writing two Jasper chapters. One of them you're getting now which goes over Monday at Bella and Edward's from Jasper's POV. Monday's chapter will also be Jasper's POV and goes into a few weeks after.

We still don't own Twilight but we still enjoy fucking with Edward. That's good enough for me.

I looked at the two of them sitting on the couch and shook my head. I sat on the coffee table, some of the stitches on my lower back pulling uncomfortably. I took a deep breath and assimilated the pain.

"Sir, do you need something more comfortable to sit on?"

Edward's voice interrupted my thoughts on how to proceed with this discussion. I did not want him thinking me weak. I needed to regain the control in our relationship.

"I'm quite capable, Edward, thank you." He shivered and I sighed. This wasn't going how I wanted, at all. "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."

She nodded but was wary in her acceptance of my apology. "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."

That was the end of my apologizing to her for anything. Edward made his decision and she will abide by it or I shall ensure that he is sorry for it. I took another breath and pulled myself up to my full height while seated.

"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."

He wears it with pride and jealousy, but she does not need to know about the earlier session in my office unless he chooses to tell her. Having her upset with me about Talia would not help Edward control his temper. Although I could use her anger to put Edward on his knees a few more times.

"Respect?" She echoed my words. "You expect me to respect this…abomination?"

I fought back my laugh. I'd seen how she looked at Edward and me. "What are you referring to, Bella? The fact that I'm fucking your husband, or the fact that you wish to join us?" She gaped and this time I could not withhold a small chuckle.

"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."

She longs for me to be the other man, while her virtuous husband is at work, sneaking around so that she has the adrenaline rush of cheating without the guilt. Bella wishes for me to teach Edward how to properly love her, how to just let go. While I had intended to keep their relationship therapy to office work, perhaps this is what they need as well.

I stood and walked to the end table where I'd tossed my bag when we came down. Retrieving my paddle and the fake ring I'd packed, I noticed Edward wince slightly. I will never ring or collar Bella. Not that I don't want her, she's beautiful and more than willing, but I know that this is not what she truly wants. She wants to strike back at Edward for hurting her and taste the forbidden fruit. I will gladly allow her both as otherwise, they will not find their way back to one another.

The marriage they had was not one of equals. Edward took care of her and she ran the house and was the recipient of his desire in return. He never accepted her thoughts and feelings as the equal of his. They needed help to avoid falling into a rut ending in one of them straying.

"You wanted to join as a sub, didn't you, Bella?"

Edward tensed as if to speak but he bit his lip. He is learning. I won't go so hard on him tonight once we've finished with our group therapy and supper.

She nodded to me, her head tilted defiantly. I would have to break that part of her spirit if this was going to work. Even without a ring, I would be the one in charge. Bella would not push me to my knees. I will only bend for my Masters and now Edward. I will bend to heal him.

"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."

This lesson was for all three of us. It would give me the distance between Edward and myself, show Bella what this softer part of my world means, and give Edward another hard lesson in unquestioned submission. I watched as he slid off the couch and crawled to me. I rested one hand in his bronze hair and petted him affectionately.

"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?"

While I'd rather show you what we can both do to him, this is just part two of his punishment. Part three will be private. You're not ready to see that yet, Bella darlin'.

"Edward, strip."

Unlike the first time I'd ever asked him to strip, there was no hesitation. He was quick and efficient in ripping his clothes from his body, folding them to be set aside. He dropped back down onto his knees. Normally, this would have been enough for me to expect from him. But I had to be as hard with him now as I was with my other collared pets. He wasn't hard. Time to rework his lesson plan.

I tested the grip of the paddle and brought it down upon his ass, hard. I knew it stung by the sound and watched as the skin became a fiery red. He winced but held back all sounds of complaint. It was nothing compared to what I'd been through yet most likely provided more emotional distress than any physical discomfort.

"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 having 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."

I hated to use the word "cunt" in front of someone as delicate as Bella but the shock value would do her good. Should I fuck him in front of her, or have him fuck me in front of her? What would she say to either action? For tonight, I'll just amp up the tension a bit.

I sat the paddle down and stripped down to my skin, showing my erect cock and careful to keep my back from view. Edward grew tense and by his breathing, I knew he was not taking this well. He would learn or it would make the learning all the harder on him.

Bella was aroused, I could smell her through her clothes. Her breathing was ragged as she looked at my cock. Edward was wary, but the sight of my naked form was stirring him. He was finally recognizing Bella's feelings of betrayal when he was with me. It was creating an internal war as he struggled to find his balance in submission to me and love for his wife.

The truth of the matter is that if he had not lied to her, there would be no issue. I am healing him, albeit with an unconventional therapy. I would not offer this to just any patient and have not done so with any before him.

Now I have the chance to bring them closer together. I can make them relearn what they love about one another. And me, well, I get to enjoy the physical benefits of it. I had thought having Edward watch James give me a blow job would be a great way to entice his competitive nature. If Edward knew that his good behavior would keep James from my bed, he'd be more likely to act according to my wishes. But this had the chance of helping all of us.

"Do you enjoy looking at me, Bella?" I kept my voice quiet and soft yet firm. I didn't want to scare her away.

"Yes," she answered, in a shy tone.

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

"Fuck you."

Excuse me? Or not. Her response could be taken in a multitude of ways and her tone was ambivalent. Either way, I'd make her spell it out. I want Edward to hear exactly what Bella wants and I want her to ask for it.

"Are you stating that you want to fuck me or are you insinuating that you want me to go fuck myself?"

"I wish to fuck you, Jasper. Right here, right now."

A small snort erupted. She could be down right fiesty little thing when she was horny. "Not tonight, sugar. This is merely a lesson. Go ahead, undress as well."

Edward's fists clenched and I could tell that he was angry with me. He thought I was going to fuck Bella. I won't, not yet.

Bella undressed before me, her arms crossing over her bare breasts once she'd stripped down to a pair of green lacy underwear. Her sudden shyness was endearing but had no place in the situation. I held my breath for a moment as my cock twitched in her direction and then reached for her hand.

"Bella, darlin', you are beautiful. Please do not cover up on my account." I pulled her closer to me so that my cock could feel her body heat. "Now, I'm going to kiss you, and Edward is going to watch."

I bent over her, the foot difference in our height causing some pain in my back, and let our lips meet. I brought her arms up to my neck and then cupped her ass, pulling her up and into me so that she could feel how hard I was. I swept my tongue across her lips and she opened for me without hesitation. I wanted to fuck her on the lounger in my office, have her ride me while I kissed her like this. All while Edward sits next to us jacking off. Then, once I've recovered, I'll plow into him while he fucks her.

It was only when I heard a slight whine from Edward that I released her mouth from mine, smiling at the soft sigh she released. Her eyes were starry and lips swollen, just the way I liked to leave a partner after a first kiss.

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

We exchanged thank yous and I turned back to Edward. "You see, Edward, I can have anyone or anything I wish. I'm the master." I am your master despite how thoroughly you've mastered me. I will regain my control so that I can help you.

I returned my attention to Bella. "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?" Honestly, I just wanted to continue to allow my eyes to drink in her body.

Once she agreed, I turned back to Edward. "Alright, Edward. Now, you are conflicted, are you not? You see her and I and it causes you to war with yourself." His body was tight, ready to spring. He looked ready to cry and destroy me in the same breath.

"Yes." His voice was tight and higher than normal as he tried to maintain control. I needed to take his control away so that he could relax and just go with the flow. I stroked the paddle over his sweet little ass. He moved away slightly as it brushed the place I had paddled. I pressed in more firmly.

"I didn't say you could speak, Edward. It was a rhetorical question." I 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."

My idea however, is far more devious. She will enjoy having some sense of power in the situation. Edward's whimper as I ran the paddle over the rising welt went straight to my cock and I could see the precum leaking out of my slit.

I smacked the paddle down, the crack making Bella jump. "Silence! 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."

She lifted her chin in defiance, her eyes blazing. "But he will be changed."

Part of me wanted to say, "duh." Instead, I tried to act like the adult I am. "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?"

Her face paled as she no doubt remembered the weeks of Edward's zombie like state. I do not wish to see him returned to that mentality again either. "No, I want him well. But, Jasper, what you're asking, what you're doing…it isn't right. Marriage is supposed to be sacred."

Your decisions and life together are what make a marriage. The rest are just paper and fanfare.

"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?"

Because if he doesn't, Edward won't receive any release whatsoever. He is an incredibly sexual creature and the denial would destroy his resolve. I could feel my smile growing.

"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."

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

"What are you competing for?" She was playing into my hands. This would be too easy.

"You."

They both looked at me like I'd grown a second head. I beckoned for Edward to come over and he rested his head in my lap while I stroked his hair.

"You're a good boy when you want to be, Edward. We'll deal with your transgression later. First, Edward, go fetch the pizza and some plates. They are still in the boxes and should still be hot."

When he ran upstairs, I turned my attention back to Bella. She blushed bright red when I caught her staring at my body. I stood up and moved closer.

"While your blush is incredibly lovely, you'd best get used to my presence, darlin'."

Reaching down, I stroked my cock twice, the precum beading up more heavily. She watched, her lips parting slightly. I flicked my thumb through the fluid and then brought it to my tongue. Her eyes were locked with mine as I lapped at the salty sweet droplet. She let out a whimper and I smirked.

"Oh, did you want a taste? How selfish of me. There will be other days for that."

Edward came running down the stairs, his hard cock sandwiched between his stomach and the pizza boxes. He had plates, napkins, and silverware on top of them. I waited until he had set them on the table beside me before I grabbed him by the back of the hair.

"Since we didn't have a chance earlier, greet me properly."

Edward shot a glance over at Bella and I reached for the paddle, my arm going behind him to smack him. "I said greet me, not 'look at Bella.' Greet your master."

His hands went up into my hair as he looked deeply into my eyes. There was a softer light within them, one of submission. Edward's lips pressed what felt like a thousand chaste kisses around my mouth, teasing me before his tongue joined in on the game. With little flicks against my lips, I opened to him, awaiting his tongue to enter my mouth. I sucked on it the way I wanted to suck his cock again. Saturday in the shower had not been enough.

Fucking James this morning had not been enough. The impromptu office blow job was not enough. I don't think I'll ever get enough of Edward and I know that our time together is diminishing. He is learning to release his control and that is what he requires the most.

I lowered my arm with the paddle so that I could allow it to slide down the angle of my leg to hit the floor with only a soft thump. I moved to cup his head, the force of his need overwhelming me. I backed him to the couch with the gentle pressure of my thighs against his.

We continued to kiss as he sat beside Bella and I climbed up into his lap to straddle him. My eyes were open the barest of slits and I could see Bella watching us, her fingers slid beneath the lace working her clit. I broke the kiss and turned to face her.

"I didn't tell you that you could touch yourself, did I?"

"Well, um... No, sir."

Edward's eyes flashed open and then narrowed at Bella. He did not like her using that title with me.

"You are not my sub and have not earned the right to call me 'sir.' You will however, obey me, or Edward's punishment will be even harder than he has earned. Since you've distracted me from my greeting, we should have supper now before it is cold. Let us go wash up at the sink by the bar and then we can eat before I discuss the competition."

We ate and I talked while they listened in silence. Edward was hard, achingly so by the way he moved, and was going to very well dislike me by the end of the night. Bella was distracted by having two hard cocks and I often noticed her staring off into space and then blushing profusely as she looked at one of us.

In an effort to help them reconnect, Edward would no longer be sleeping in Bella's bed but in the guest room unless he was specifically invited that night. They were however, not allowed to go to bed angry or hiding anything. Their homework as a couple this first week of our relationship therapy was to work on honesty. Honesty both in experience and activities but also, more importantly as I believe, in their emotions. They both hide a great deal behind the motivation that they are saving the other from some great harm. Instead, they need to work on creating an open pathway of communication and relearn that level of trust that started their relationship.

Every other Wednesday evening after I had some one on one time with Edward for more traditional therapy and continuing our work on his PTSD, they would go out on a date and attempt to rekindle some old fashioned romance. Dinner, dancing, or even just a movie night at home.

Likewise, in an effort for Bella to see me as Jasper Whitlock, friend, confidante, potential lover, and master, she and I would go out on Sunday evenings when our schedules and interests aligned. She needed to see me as more than her husband's lover if this was to work.

After we'd all ate our fill, I pulled Bella aside for a brief conversation about what Edward had done, but not who he had found with the ring. Talia's affiliation with me in that manner is not something that would ever willingly leave my lips. I hold her in complete confidence that she feels the same about me.

While she was reluctant on letting him go for the evening, she agreed with me that it would be a great time for her to freshen the linens on the guest bed and to run to the store and buy a notebook. We'd also discussed both of them keeping journals for them to discuss among each other and with me both privately and with the three of us. Bella was going to call Jessica in the morning to recommence therapy sessions with me three times a month and once a month she would have an appointment with one of my female colleagues who could offer a different perspective on Bella's self-esteem and tendencies to bury her emotions. I was too close to offer her advice that she could take objectively.

With all three of us dressed, she kissed us both gently before we left. After Edward was securely buckled in, I blindfolded him with the fabric kept in the glove compartment for that reason. He squirmed lightly in his seat but I think it was more from anticipation than any discomfort I may have provided him. I did have the donut in the trunk in case he needed it for the drive back.

I popped a few pep-o-mints so that I would have the caffeine to sustain me through the evening. I'd called Eleazar on my way and had him prep the training room in the dormitory so that I could give Edward a better taste of what my world meant. My hand would still be light but I would work him thoroughly.

I pulled into Eleazar's at half past nine and drove past his home and down the long drive to the dormitory. I took his rings from him, stringing them onto a leather cord about my neck.

"Close your eyes, Edward. I'm going to change your mask. Your rings are safe around my neck. Once inside, I will not use your name but that does not change your requirement to heed my commands."

After switching his mask to one that would allow him to see but keep his face covered, I put the blindfold back on over it. I wanted him to have the full effect of a real playroom. I helped Edward out of the car and into the building, using the private entrance only Eleazar and I have codes to. We walked into the room as he clung to me awkwardly.

I left the lights off, the dim red glow of the night light along the display case giving me enough for my task. I led him to the less extensive version of Chelsea's web and slipped his shirt from his shoulders. I turned him to face the web and cuffed him out high and wide so that the muscles in his back were rippled.

I circled around him, letting my heels click on the tile floor. Moving to his front, I kissed his chest between the bands of the web, nipping at his skin where I could. Reaching through, I lowered his zipper and pulled his mostly engorged length through the web so that it was accessible to me. I returned to stand behind him, my tongue tracing the outer shell of his ear, as I pulled his pants down and helped him step out of them.

I shackled his legs to the the frame and smiled at his position. I pulled off the blindfold and then moved to the light switch. The lights came on gradually, giving his eyes a chance to adjust. When he saw where he was, his whole body went rigid.

"Time for your first real punishment, my pet."

A/N2: You'll see some glimpses of Edward's punishment in Monday's chapter, also a JPOV. Since the bulk of this chapter overlapped with the last, we thought it was only fair you are given a little extra.

This chapter was originally going to be part of Monday's so the teaser you received in the last review replies goes with it. There will be a new preview in reviews to this chapter.

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