A/N: We still don't own Twilight. Some of you still do not like our Bella so mm1 wanted to add that we are writing Bella much like she was in the canon books. She is self-sacrificing, loyal to Edward (regardless of his faults), and eager to jump up and forgive at the drop of a fucking hat. Love can make us blind and much more tolerant than logic should normally state.

Wednesday

The agitation between James and Edward seemed to grow infinitely over the past few days after my first sleepover at Edward and Bella's. I am fairly certain that if I cannot keep them separate, fists may soon fly. That James would so openly show hostility in my presence proved he needed a firmer hand.

I opened the door in my pants and Edward's shirt and smiled at James. He looked positively feral as he glared at Edward.

"James." Edward's voice was cocky and I barely held back a sigh. Their competition needs to end.

"Cullen," James snarled out and the tension in the room was amplified.

I gave James a look, letting him know he was in trouble. "Manners, James. Edward is my friend. Show him some respect."

He looked down at the ground, obeying my command. "Yes, Sir."

As we left, James gave Edward one last look. I slapped him when we reached the car. "You will not disrespect my friends. That is an order."

I've spent more time at the private dormitory in the past week, making more and more demands of my subs who had fallen to the wayside during my enamored period of time with Edward. Now that our feelings are out in the open, it is much easier for me to put them up on the shelf in a tidy little box, letting the inside contents remain messy.

My run this morning with Edward had not happened, mostly due to the fact that he and James were making me feel like a cat in heat with two toms fighting over me. The claws were out in force. When Edward taunted him but James stood there, merely glaring, I immediately sent James outside to tend the garden, and I showed Edward that I meant business.

He looked so beautiful with his arms bound behind his back, his torso wrapped in the intricate knots Sakura had so painstakingly taught me. He'd flinched when I hooked a harness rope up over the hook and then retracted it so that he was actually off the floor. It wasn't comfortable but not painfully so. I've had it done to myself and know how to equalize his weight in the bindings so that his only complaint is the indignity of the position, embarrassment over his need for punishment, and the minor discomfort of the position.

I sucked him until he was hard and then applied a cock cage, smiling as he whined behind the ball gag. The pain was more than he was used to receiving from me, but it was time to prove my point. I am his master and he will obey my rules. It was not as intense of a cage as those I've had applied to me, the prongs dull and shorter. It was a lesson in submission, not in pain.

"You will obey me, Edward. You are just as much my sub as James is. I love seeing you like this but I am disappointed that I had to do it as punishment. I really wanted to tie you up and then make love to you. But you haven't earned my cock today, Edward. I will have to find another sub to take care of me. Or perhaps, the better punishment would be for you be forced to watch James and me?"

I mused over finding a way to force Edward watching me fuck James without James realizing that Edward was a sub. Everything from a special one way viewing mirror to a video recording passed through my mind. Or, baby monitors. Those I do have. I left Edward hanging in the dimly lit room and went to the front room's closet and grabbed the sound monitors that I sometimes used when I had a sub sleeping on the play room mats to ensure that if he or she was getting off, I would know.

"Edward, I'm going to leave you hanging here, alone, and you will find yourself receiving a worse punishment than the one I'd planned on. But first, your original punishment.

I grabbed the riding crop and brought it against the tight swell of his ass repeatedly until he had reddened lines going across. When one began to lighten and turn into a welt, I stopped, and then knelt to kiss each cheek.

"I'd have loved to grab a step stool and make love to you this morning before work, but you just aren't learning your lesson. You have a place when we are together and that is my sub. You accepted my ring and all of the rules and regulations that come with it. I will be speaking to Bella later, and neither you nor she will be allowed to touch your cock today. Perhaps if you are a good boy at our therapy session tonight, I will let her choose if you are to find a release tonight. Now, enjoy your radio show, Edward."

I turned on the receiver of the monitor and set it on the table. His eyes grew large as he saw the monitor, and he began to whine as I moved to the door. "Silence, Edward. You wouldn't want James to hear you and come investigate, would you, my love?"

I closed the door and then went to set up the monitor in the hallway bathroom, hidden on the shelf behind a photo of Alice and I riding horses. I stripped in my bedroom, closed the door so that James would assume Edward was in my shower, and then went to the back door to call James in. He stood up, wiped his hands on the gardening apron, and came to the door promptly.

"Yes, Master?"

I'm sorry, Edward. I don't really want to do this, but you have to learn. "James, I want you to tend to me in my morning ablutions. Come in."

I turned and walked quickly to the guest bathroom and turned on the shower. James entered, undressed, and was already hard for me. I nodded and he entered the shower, quickly rinsing off some of the dirt clinging to his hands and knees from weeding the patch he'd been working on.

I stepped in behind him and sat on the bench. "Stroke yourself for me, James. Show me what a good boy you can be and come for your master."

His cock surged, the blood flowing faster and making his erection slap against his stomach. His hand wrapped around his cock and I watched as the head turned purple, his fingers twisting and tugging at his shaft. It was easy to tell when James was close, he began to pant, his pace slowing just a little, waiting for that final permission. His eyes met mine, silently asking permission.

"Ask Master your question, boy."

His eyes flared slightly and then he nodded. "Please, Master, may I come?"

"No, you may not. Turn around and grab the rings on either side of the shower head."

I unwrapped a condom and rolled it over my length and reached for the lube. James whimpered slightly, his hips bucking back towards me.

"Do you want your Master to take you?" He nodded. "I'm glad. I'd have done it anyways but it is so nice to know that you're always ready for your Master. You were already hard for me and here you are with your slutty boy pussy just waiting for me. Do you want me to fuck your ass, James?"

He panted and rested his head on the shower tiles.

"Answer me."

"Yes, Master, please fuck me." His voice was broken, somehow, I'd finally gotten through to him. He was here, not just playing the part.

I coated myself in lubricant and then entered him in one hard thrust. He moaned and then bit back the sound. I withdrew until barely inside of him and then bit down on his shoulder.

Nipping at the skin, I worked up to his ear, and tucked a few strands of hair that weren't in his ponytail back out of my way. "No withholding on me, James. I want to hear your beautiful groans as I fuck you. Make me know that I'm your master."

"Oh God." His arms tightened on the rings until his torso was fully supported by them. I gripped his hips and began to sway his body forward and back, so that his ass was coming back hard on each thrust. I leaned back so that I could watch his body move upon my cock, the ends of his dishwater blond hair swinging between us.

James continued to moan as I adjusted our position and then groaned aloud when my body tilted to stroke his prostate with my thrusts. "Shit... Sir... God... More, please...Master..."

His litany pleased me and I could just imagine Edward writhing in jealous agony. I continued my thrusting until my movements were hard and deep with little withdraw so that my cock stroked his sweet spot each time. His cock was brushing the shower wall each time and was going to explode soon whether I gave permission or not.

"Come for me, James. Come while Master fucks you."

James groaned as I dragged his ass up and down my cock hard and fast now, his body arching between me and the shower wall. With a loud wail, he spasmed against my body, his ass clenching around me as he coated the wall tiles and his stomach with come. But I wasn't done with him yet, and told him as such as I withdrew.

"Turn around and grab the rings with your back to the wall."

He nodded, legs shaking slightly, but did as asked. "Support yourself." When he had a firm grip on the textured metal rings, I lifted his legs up to my waist and thrust inside his reddened entrance. I paused and reached for the lube, pouring a generous squirt where we were joined and then worked it into him with short thrusts.

I pounded into him until my ass and thighs were burning from the exertion, my own orgasm building rapidly. "Do you want me to fill you, boy?"

He moaned, his cock already reawakening. "I asked you a question, James."

"If it pleases you to fill me, Master."

I smiled and kissed him gently. "My friend wasn't very nice to you this morning and you took it in silence. I was very impressed. You've earned my come this morning for your restraint."

My mind drifted to my threesome with Edward and Bella, fucking him as he fucked her, and then a future scene of perhaps him taking me as I slid inside her. Oh,God. My stomach began to coil, my balls pulling tight as my orgasm built. I'll have to take her shopping at a "toy" shop after our cooking lesson and then when I drop her off, I'll insert the first of the plugs to start stretching her more gently so that she can take both Edward and me at the same time. Thoughts of feeling his cock against mine with only that thin layer of skin between us sent me over the edge.

"Fuck, James!" My body unleashed a torrent inside of him. As my body came down, I kissed him softly. "You're so good to your Master."

Edward had not taken the punishment well at all.

After I left James in the shower to finish cleaning up, I went back to the training room and locked the door, turning off the monitor as I entered. Tears were leaking down his cheeks and I licked them away. I removed the ball gag and carefully unhooked him from the cock cage.

"Don't make me punish you like that again, Edward. You will not like the ramifications."

"I'm sorry, Master."

I slapped him across the face, my own hand stinging from the blow. "I did not give you permission to speak, Edward. I am not pleased with your behavior today."

I lowered the hook so that Edward was standing once more. I slowly removed the ropes and then pushed him toward the stack of mattresses where it had all started for us. I retrieved a tub of cream from the armoir, I kept it in here now with James and Edward both needing use of the room. I grabbed the paddle and then sat down. I pushed Edward over my lap and brought the paddle down on his ass.

"Count."

"O-One."

I brought it down again and again.

"Seven."

He was sobbing softly with each number. I stopped and grabbed the cream, rubbing it into his wounds. Then I had an idea.

I stood up and then had Edward lean over the mattress. I rummaged through the drawers until I found what I wanted, a set of silicone beads with a smaller anchor end so that they couldn't slip all the way up in. I lubed them up and then went behind Edward, resting my hand on his lower back. I slid my finger up inside him and he sighed, thinking I was going to take him.

I stretched him slightly, added a second finger, and then slid the beads in between them. I set the base vertically so that he could sit unobstructed and then turned on the tiny bullet that was inside the base and bottom bead. Edward moaned and tensed, trying to fight his body's response to apply friction to his cock.

"That's a good boy. Keep this in until you get to work. You may take it out for work and wash it at that point, regular soap and water is fine. I'm going to send a trial sized packet of lube with you. I want you to reinsert this before you leave the office and wear it until we are together again tonight. Do you understand? You may speak now."

"Yes, Master."

I handed him his clothes and then got myself dressed for work. I checked to make sure that James wasn't lurking outside the room and then brought Edward into my room. I pushed him down to the bed and kissed him soundly, my tongue fucking his the way I'd longed to fuck his ass. As our hips met, I could feel the slight buzz of the beads within him and he groaned, his cock trying to rub against mine.

I pulled away and smirked. "I love you, Edward. Now, get your ass to work."

He smiled and leaned up on his elbows to kiss me once more. "I love you, too. Have a good day, Jasper."

So now, here I sit with Talia over my lap. Her stomach is barely rounded and with my legs spread, she is kept comfortable. When I called her this afternoon to see what time her shift at the hospital ended, I was pleased to hear that she was actually only working half days now. Her obstetrician had recommended Talia not be exposed to so many illnesses and avoid being on her feet as much. So that left her to half days on rounds or surgeries and three days a week she went the full day spending a few hours doing her charting.

"Jasper?"

Eleazar walked in to the dormitory with his PDA out. It was rare that he came over to this dormitory; he was busy enough with the one Aro knows of. I continued with Talia's punishment. She had forgotten to check in with me last week. While I understood the nature of pregnancy hormones and how busy she is preparing for a baby, it would not do for me to be a lenient master.

"Yes, Master Eleazar?"

"You've been requested for a paying client. Level two with some instrument usage."

Level two and a half as I call it, is a fine balance between "rent a dom" and actually taking them on as a sub. The client is requesting that the Dom punish as the Dom sees fit for any transgressions or even just so the temporary sub can find his or her absolution. No sexual contact is allowed yet with the addition of toys, I am allowed to penetrate him or her with a dildo or plug.

"The client is offering twice the normal fee specifically for you and another thousand on top of it if you come today. Are you available?"

I looked down at Talia. Her ass was a lovely shade of red and tears were clumping her lashes together. "Stand and redress, Talia. Do not forget again or you will spend a week at my home for every hour your call is late. I cannot imagine your husband would be pleased with that. It would serve a good reminder for him too. You chose to serve me and accepted my ring. You belong to me, Talia. I allow you to be with him and I allow you to carry that sweet little baby. You owe me but a single call each week yet you failed in that. Perhaps I should take my ring away and find a new sub to wear it."

She began to silently sob, her teeth biting into her lip to hold back any sound. "Go to my house. I will have James let you in. Have him help you with a shower and then tuck you into my bed. I will be home after my appointment. You will be ready for your master."

Eleazar had already explained to Talia about James when he first came to the dorm after our trip to Italy. To James, Talia was another one of my open-minded friends, although she had permission to leave her rings in the car or on a string around her neck. James had assumed her child is mine and I did not deny it to him. If he thought I had a secret relationship with her, it would be easier to hide my activities behind that masquerade. His question asking if Edward knew that Talia was pregnant made James seem smug, almost as if he liked thinking Edward and I were less solid than he'd thought.

Following the sleepover, James had tried to pump me for information on my night there. Other than telling him that Edward always bought Bella blush roses while I know her favorite flowers are hyacinths and daisies, I was fairly closed lipped. I wasn't exactly sure why he was interested in the rose bushes around the house or even when that led into him asking if I knew what her favorite flowers are. Perhaps he wants to grow some at my home for her. I know that he asked about Alice's the same day and then planted some orchids in the cold frame I'd built a year ago to provide fresh greens all winter long.

He'd taken to the gardening quite easily. I think he enjoyed being outside after years of captivity. Even when allowed shopping trips outside or excursions with your master, having partial freedom to play in the dirt was sitting well with James. He was blossoming into a promising sub. Perhaps one day he could be mainstreamed into the real world and be trusted to come back when called.

After Talia left, Eleazar gave me the address and went to confirm the appointment. I quickly dusted my legs with powder and then slid into the leather pants. It was warming up and the leather could quickly become uncomfortable if I began to sweat. After I buttoned the last closure on the black satin shirt, I pulled on my boots. I hated trading in my perfectly comfortable cowboy boots for the steam punk modified combat boots, but they completed the image our clients pay for.

I hopped on the Ducati and plugged the address into the small GPS unit and checked the route. I tucked it away and then drove the seventeen miles to the subdivision. I pulled over on a cul de sac and memorized the last few turns and then pulled up in front of the large white structure.

"Fuck."

I contemplated backing out on the deal and sending another Dom with my apologies. The door opened before I could restart the engine. My client was wearing a plush cranberry colored robe as he stood in the doorway sipping a glass of white wine. I crossed the sidewalk to him, my boot heels clicking on the pavement.

"Good afternoon, Carlisle."

Sunday

Eleazar called and begged off of our morning meeting, no doubt worried that my temper would get the best of me. He knew that I would not ask who the client was in front of Talia and is well aware of my relationship with Edward. Fucking hell. He was lucky I didn't crash my motorcycle through his window Wednesday after I left my two hour session with Carlisle.

I'll never know how I made it through work and the staff meeting where Carlisle discussed the budget cuts in mental health and sleep studies forcing him to either choose to cut staff, hours, or to force pay cuts I opted to halve my hours and take the pay cut. My home is paid for, I make a nice stipend from Aro, and with the tip I earned yesterday for leaving Carlisle's ass covered in welts, I don't need the money from the hospital. Work was simply something to keep me busy.

I showered and dressed in khakis and a long sleeved pale blue tee shirt. If Bella and I were going to try our hands at making dessert tonight, I wasn't going to do it in dress clothes. It was a beautiful night, so I opted to grab my spare helmet and pick her up on the Ducati. We could take the Mustang or Chevelle another night.

She was dressed in a pair of simple jeans and a white tank top, a navy shrug keeping her arms warm. I had her bring a jacket too, just in case the temperature dropped. While she tucked her few items into the side bag I had reattached on the bike, I went in to check on Edward.

"Hello, Jasper."

I smiled and wrapped my arms around him. "We'll be back soon. Why don't you go enjoy that tub, play with some toys, and jerk off while thinking about Bella and me teasing you. The hours will pass in no time at all that way."

He kissed me softly. "I'll be fine. This is what she needs, what we all need. I am actually going to get to work on a gift I'm making for Bella. I think she'll like it. Now, if that's an order, I'd be glad to obey."

I smirked against his lips. "Or you can wait and see what the three of us do after my date with Bella."

He swatted me on the ass and then tugged my pelvis into his. "I like the sounds of that, love. Now get out there before you make my wife jealous."

The drive into downtown went pretty quickly and I found Chocolate Bells without any fuss. A large chocolate bell with a wolf howling at a moon stamped into it was on a stand in the window. The door was unlocked and sign pointed to the kitchen. I'd had to pull some strings to get us in to the class. A small local pastry chef had opened up this French dessert cafe a few weeks ago and was already a hit. He'd left a coveted position at the UW's culinary arts program to fulfill his dreams.

Now, he was offering a small class on making desserts to bring in a little extra money. Today's class is on chocolate mousse with promises of éclairs next week, and crème brulee the following. The room was chilly and Bella shivered slightly as we walked into the kitchen. She stopped dead in her tracks as the chef walked towards us and then ran to him when he opened up his arms.

"Jake!"

He kissed the side of her cheek and swung her in a circle. "It's so good to see you, Bells! I didn't know if you were still in the area or not. I kept hoping you'd come to my place."

Her eyes went wide as he set her back on her feet. "Your place? You're the chef? My Jake, is a pastry chef?"

He laughed from deep in his chest. "That's what my degree and training tells me. I've gotta start class. Here are your hair nets and aprons. Wash up at the sink and then find a table."

He came over to me and sized me up before offering out the net and apron with one arm, shaking my hand with the other. "Welcome to my kitchen..."

"Jasper."

He smiled a huge toothy grin. "You've got yourself a great girl. Bells and I go way back. Hopefully the three of us can chat a bit after class. Go wash up and we'll get started."

I didn't like the way he looked at her, like she was something to eat. The way his hands had drifted to her ass to hold her against him when he twirled with her in his arms showed a level of intimacy that made me jealous. She's ours. Edward won't like this one bit.

Bella and I scrubbed up and took the open marble slab at the back of the room. All of the ingredients we would need were in front of us, already measured out. At first I was insulted by his assumption of lack of intelligence. Then I remember my own rudimentary cooking skills and looked at the post-grad frat boys with their arm candy fiancées, trying to do something to get out of the doghouse.

Jake quickly washed his hands and then dried them on his apron and then went to the front of the class. "I'm so glad that you all could make it. We're actually a little early but there's no reason to wait since you're all here. Welcome to Chocolate Bells. I'm Jacob Black, the chef here. It's my kitchen and boy does it seem crowded to me. The only person back here besides me is my business partner, Leah. She does a lot of the day to day work for me like the small pots of crème brulee or chocolate mousse topped with raspberries that you'll often find in the front cafe section. I make the pastries fresh daily and any leftovers are split up with anything more long lasting like croissants going to a homeless shelter while the rest goes into a day old bin at half price. The college students flock here in the mornings for those. You will never find our mousse in the half price case. We typically sell out of it within an hour of opening. I'm not exactly sure it counts as a breakfast food, but our customers love my chocolate croissants, a cup of mousse, and a mug of fresh hot coffee in the mornings."

A cute little red head piped up in the front. "Chef Black, how did you come up with the name of the restaurant?"

Bella tensed beside me and buried her face in my shoulder, peeking out at the front before hiding once more. Jake laughed and then pointed back at Bella. "That's actually an easy question and I'm glad that my inspiration is here. Bells, come on up front."

She shook her head and he came back and tugged her around the counter, half dragging her until they were before the class. "Everyone, this is my Bells. Bells, this is everyone. Bella was my best friend and first girlfriend. We spent our high school years cooking and baking together. Well, she cooked and I ate what she made. Over time, she tricked me into helping more and more until I was able to make a really mean lemon tart. I still make it when I can get fresh lemons. I won't use the store bought ones that ship from who knows where. I have friends drive up a few crates full when the lemons are ready in California."

"Those of you who had my class at the college already have had my lecture on fresh lemons versus ones that have sat in a store for weeks so I won't go into it. But, anyways, she is the Bells portion of my store. Do you want to explain why?"

Bella flushed a bright red and he put his arm around her, setting my teeth on edge. "Well, then I guess I'll tell it. After a summer of playing on cliffs at the La Push Reservation, my already darker skin tone had deepened to the point Bells joked I looked like chocolate milk. We tried our hands at making chocolates that day and ended up making chocolate bells, the only candy mold we could find being in the shape of a bell. We decided it was fate for us to make chocolate bells. I couldn't think of a name more fitting for my first restaurant than to name it after the lovely woman who inspired my love of baking."

He let her return to her seat without much further ado, kissing her hand before she came back. Jake began the lesson and we whipped our egg whites as instructed and folded all of the ingredients together. I must have been pouting as Bella leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Jazzy, you look like someone broke your toy. Please don't act like Edward. Jake is just a friend. A friend that I haven't seen in years. Please, don't let him ruin our fun date."

I nodded and dabbed some melted chocolate onto her lips before kissing it off. My tongue lapped at the warm chocolate, licking it off of her lips. She sighed and opened to me, not caring who was watching. When I pulled away, she was flushed, her brown eyes sparkling. Then she blushed when one of the beer gutted twenty somethings gave a wolf whistle.

"I promise I'll be good. I'll let you spank me later if I'm not."

Bella giggled and then bit her lip. "Can we let Edward watch?"