"Stop right there," a cool voice commanded.

"Shit," I muttered. I thought I would get back to my dormitory unnoticed.

"What do you think you're doing, waltzing into the common room at midnight?" The voice belonged to Tom Riddle. His prefect badge glinted in the light coming from the fireplace.

"Um, I was just coming from the library. I got caught up in my studies," I replied.

He made a "tsk" noise with his tongue. "Excuses, excuses, m'dear. Now, how shall I punish you?"

"Punish me?" I whispered. I feared for the worst. I didn't want to meet his eyes, but I had to know what he was thinking.

Oh.

His eyes were not filled with sadistic malice, but with longing desire. He took several steps closer.

"Yes, you've broken the rules, so now you have to face the consequences for your actions. What shall it be?" He was now directly in front of me. I could feel his cool breath coming from his parted lips. "Shall I give you what I think you deserve?"

"Yes," I breathed out.

His lips started to curl up in a grin.

"'Yes' what?"

"Yes—please?" I stuttered.

"Good girl."

With that he grabbed my neck with one hand and forced me down on the sofa. His lips attacked mine and he kissed and bit my mouth until it bled. He sucked my bottom lip where it was bleeding and moaned softly. I couldn't help but think that this was the best sort of punishment I've ever received. He didn't give me a break for long.

His lips moved from my mouth to my neck. He bit and sucked at it until I couldn't take the teasing much longer.

"Please," I moaned.

He grinned devilishly. He forced my skirt up over my hips and yanked open the buttons on my blouse. His lips trailed down my collar bone and my chest and settled on my hip bone. His tongue caressed each crevice. He was so close to where I wanted him, but he wouldn't move any further.

"Lay on your stomach," he ordered.

I quickly obliged.

His cool hands roamed over my bum. He squeezed and stroked and then out of nowhere, his hand came down in a hard slap. I gasped out of surprise, but it felt so good. He yanked down my panties and then did it again, and again. He covered my mouth with his free hand to suppress my moans and it just made me want to moan even louder. When he decided I had received enough, he softly caressed my ass and licked and kissed where the red marks were. Only now did I realize I was dripping wet. It had actually started to run down the top of my leg. Tom noticed too and without even bothering to turn me over onto my back, he rammed his cock inside of me. A horse moan was stifled by his hand over my mouth. I was completely in his control.

"Does that feel good, baby?" he murmured while thrusting his cock roughly into me.

I answered by climaxing and screaming into his hand. Shortly after, he finished as well. I wanted more, but when I turned my head around, he was already putting his clothes back on. He met my pleading gaze, and smiled wickedly.

"And that's your punishment."

All I could do was gape at him. I needed more.

"Please?" I whispered.

He just continued to smile that wicked smile, shook his head, and turned for the boys' dormitories. And now I couldn't help but think that this was the worst sort of punishment I had ever received.