Peter pov

Charlotte had tied me to a chair.

Of course, I could have easily gotten away, but then I would have to go through being tied to a chair again.

Charlotte had turned off all the lights and had found a tall lamp, plugging it in and placing it so it shined right into my eyes.

And, for added effect, she had changed into a leather army commander outfit she had bought at a sex shop. It came with a whip.

Charlotte was standing with her back to me and slapping the whip on her hand every few seconds, obviously trying to build tension.

Unexpectedly, she turned, her hair whipping around her face. "Now," she drawled out. "Tell me where you were."

My eyes got big and I pouted my lips, adding a shake of my head.

I knew what was going on. Charlotte knew she was going to get the information no matter what. This act was a sign she was going to torture me first. And there would hopefully be hot makeup sex afterwards.

Her heals clicked sharply as she walked behind me. I felt her hand glide onto my chest and I clamped my jaw shut. The longer I drew it out, the more turned on Charlotte would get, and my chances of getting laid would go up.

I heard the whip rush through the air, but barely felt it when it hit my leg.

Charlotte hummed in my ear before hitting again, this time higher up.

She continued to do this till she was right close to my crotch.

I felt her teeth nibble my ear, and I squeezed my eyes closed.

The whip hit the ground with a soft thud, and I was sure she was done and ready for sex.

But I was wrong.

Her hand gripped my balls painfully tight and she dug her nails in for added effect. She snarled in my ear, "You will tell me or I will rip them off and set them on fire."

This was no longer playful. This was no longer sensual. This was serious. And I was screwed.

If I didn't tell her, my balls would be ripped off. If I did tell her, my balls would probably be ripped off anyways.

Decisions, decisions.

Her grip tightened and I relented.

"I was out in the woods1" I yelled out

She stopped gripping to tightly.

"And what were you doing there?"

"Swimming."

"And who were you with?"

"Bella and Jasper." I sighed. She could probably piece it together from there.

But she wasn't going to let me off that easy.

"And what were you doing with them that you so obviously don't want to tell me?"

Damn. "We, uh, we were, uhm. Well…." I couldn't say it. I just couldn't. My balls felt like they were going to hide back up inside me, as Charlotte had began tightening her hold.

"Peter," He voice was calm. Concerned. "Did you sleep with them?"

Maybe she wouldn't hurt me?

"Yes," I sighed. "I'm sorry."

In an instant she was in front of me again and I received a slap. "How dare you? How fucking dare you!" She screeched. "You just fuck some hussy and try to hide it from me!" I cringed. "I thought better of you! We have been together for so fucking long!"

She quitted her voice and leaned in so she was speaking right into my ear. "If you ever do anything like that again, and then lie about it, I will really rip of your balls, and you will never see them again."

I shivered. God, she was hot.

"I didn't have intercourse with anybody," I tried to justify.

She got angry again.

"That's not what I fucking care about! I care that you lied to me and tried to hide it! Yes I'm angry you got intimate with somebody else, but do you really think I would have gotten this angry if you had just told me when I asked you the first time?"

I nodded.

"You are so stupid! I wouldn't have! You've known me for so long and you know nothing about me!"

With this, she stormed from the room and the cabin.

"Shit," I muttered.

There! Another chapter. This one is short, but there is a reason. I want to make the next chapter long with my Bella/Jasper scene and didn't want to mix the two events.

And yes, this was supposed to make Peter look like an ass :P

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