-1I.M.S POV

He positioned me on the floor, on my knees, with my hands tied behind my back.

"Is that a good idea? If you're doing what I think you are, isn't she going to need her hands?"

"Meh. Basics first. I'll show her what to do" he pulled down his trousers and his underwear.

"Right. Open your mouth"

He wanted me to do what?!

"Open. Your. Mouth!" he slapped me. I still refused. They could beat me to death but I wasn't going to do that

"Okay then" he shrugged "Jasper. You better take over"

"No!" I cried "Please"

"Then do as I say!" I shook my head. I became aware of unzipping behind me and then I felt hands on my butt.

"Get off! Get off!" I shrieked, standing up and spinning around.

"Look Isabella. It's me or Jasper. Do what I want and I promise not to punish you. We are teaching you but the first lesson is behaviour. If you can't do what you're told then you have to deal with the consequences" said Emmett "Now will you do what I say? Or does Jasper get to do what he's been wanting to do all morning?"

I was beaten and they all knew it.

"I'll do what you say" I said.

"Good, then on your knees with your mouth open" he instructed. I didn't pause. I just did. Whatever Jasper wanted to do it wasn't pleasant by the looks of his evil smile. Emmett stood in front of me and put his hands in my hair, holding on tight. He moved my head forward so that my lips were touching his…well, him. Then he pushed my head forward suddenly and I ended up practically choking.

"Easy Emmett, remember she's new to this" Jasper warned. Huh, as if he cared! He pulled my head back a little so I was no longer choking. I was thoroughly repulsed as he did…whatever it was he was doing. Yuck. I didn't want to think about it or look at it.

Edward's POV

"Well done Isabella. You have pleased me" Emmett said when he'd finished "And for that you may ask one thing"

Oh Isabella, be careful. Don't waste this. Go to big and they will laugh at you, anything to small was pointless. Think carefully!

"Umm…might I have some new clothes to wear? Sir?" oh good girl. Perfect. She'd risked something larger then, say, a glass of water or some food, but hadn't gone as large as being freed.

"Yes. We shall have them sent down to you"