-1"no"

"Excuse me?"

"No. I don't want to be with you. You…no…I could never be with you"

"Isabella, you just made a really big mistake"

Jasper's POV

I grabbed her, throwing her across the room (as far as the chain would let her).

"You see, I was being nice in asking you because I have to get you to agree in front of my father, so I decided 'oh yes, I'll be nice and do it that way' but since you've denied me I am going to have to resort to other methods of persuasion" I said, walking to her and crouching beside her.

"So Isabella. Do you agree? Before things get nasty?"

"No" she said.

"Very well" I unchained her so that I could enjoy this more without any limitations. I left her on the floor and ran (vamp speed) to my room, fetched the box from under my bed, went back.

"This Isabella, is my trunk. It contains things that I can use to make your life heaven, or hell. Now, I don't have to use this. All I need is your agreement. And a promise that you will agree in front of my father. Is that okay?"

"NO!"

"Fine. This will hurt you a lot more then it will hurt me" I opened the trunk and picked up the first thing. Rope. I tied her arms together and attached them, so that the rope was taut to one wall, then did the same to her ankles on the other wall. She was stretched out on her stomach with no was to stop whatever I chose to do. I searched through the box for a cat'o'nine-tail's whip. It was a special one, with a small blade at the end of each tail. I dangled the end in front of her face so she could see it.
"Last chance…Isabella"

"No" she stammered. She wanted to refuse me? It was all going to end in tears. Hers. I raised the whip and brought it down, each of the nine points cutting into her back.

Whack!

She screamed. I ignored the scent that washed up, focusing on her emotions. Yes, fear, and pain. But still, determination. Right. Another go.

Whack!

"AH! God! Please! Stop!"

"God ain't listening darlin'. it's just me and you in here. And there is only one thing that you have to say to make me stop"

"No! Never!"

"Okay" I hit her again.

Whack!

"OH! NO! AH!"

"Say it!"

"No!"

Whack!
"Jasper! Stop…please!"

"Not until you say it!"

"No!"

WHACK!

"Argh! God…Jas…per…please…" Was she thick or something? She knew what she had to say to get me to stop!

"Jasper? What the hell are you doing?"

"Oh hello Edward"

WHACK!

"Edwaaard…please…stop…him"

"I wouldn't Edward. Or father will discover just how much you care for this girl"

"Please…please…stop"

"Hmm…Edward? Would you like to assist me in this?"

"No jasper"

"Oh really? Okay. Then get out" I said, coldly.

"Fine by me" he left quickly. I realized that it had fallen silent, she'd stopped making noise at all.

WHACK!

"ARGH!!!" that was more like it.

"I am going to stop using the whip now Isabella. Your back is scarred enough" I went and untied her so that I could flip her over. Then I strung her up again.

WHACK!

"ARGH! OH GOD! NO! PLEASE!" Maybe it was worse for her because she could see the blood this time as it trickled over her stomach. I aimed with the whip.

WHACK!

"AH! SHIT!" her back arched up as she swore.

"Naughty girl, using bad language!" oh well, I'd hit her on the breasts. She was entitled to swear a bit. I aimed for the same spot.

WHACK! WHACK!

"AH! OH! ARGH! PLEASE!"

"God, you really are stubborn aren't you?"

"Please…" the tears mingled with the blood on her breasts. I went over to her ankles and adjusted the ties so that her legs were spread wide. I crouched over her, growling like an animal. My tongue licked down from her collarbone, across her chest. I moaned. Her blood was exquisite.

"Isabella…have you had enough yet? Will you agree?"

"No!" I bit down on her, already sore, breasts (not enough to turn her. Eesh).

"AH! JASPER! NO! PLEASE!"

"Isabella…"

"No!" I bit again.

"OH GOD! PLEASE STOP!"

"I already said, God isn't here. He doesn't care about sluts like you. I am here and I can stop this pain" I bit and, tearing off my trousers, drove into her.

"SHIT! PLEASE STOP! OH GOD! STOP"

"I won't say it again Isabella" I lapped up the lines of blood on her as I thrust. She grew quiet. No, that's not what I want. I took the whip, positioning each of the blades, then dragged it along her.

"OH…GO…"

"Ha, you're learning" I licked up the delicious blood and bit down again.

"OKAY!"

"What was that?" I asked, nibbling on her neck.

"STOP! PLEASE!"

"That's not what you said before…"

"OKAY! I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE STOP!"