AN/ This is set in an AU where Voldemort takes over. Dobby still died , though. Please R/R!!! Does get to graphic.
Disclaimer: I own Nothing!!!!!!!!!
Winkey felt very alone ever since Dobby had died, she felt that life maybe wasn't worth living. She did not know, however, that Voldemort secretly loved her above all others. He had won the fight against the potter brat and now he was running his empire, but sometimes, even a dark lord feels desire.
Winkey was busy cleaning up the Malfoy's bedroom when he walked in. She was kneeling on the bed straightening the blankets and he knew what he wanted more than the rest of the wizarding world
But he couldn't speak. it was as if this little creature had cast a spell over him
She was so beautiful in his eyes
He knew from that moment that he couldn't stand another moment of this torment.Ripping out his wand he mutter wordsand thin delicate rose scented roped flew out and bond little Winkey by her wrist and ankles to the large, inviting bed
"Master! what are you doing, Winkey needs to finish her chores"
"Hush Winkey. I have a special task for you tonight." With a soft, slow smile, Voldemort waved his wand and all of Winkey's clothing flew off of her except for her pink lacy triple d bra and thong. Winkeys large eyes grew even larger ads she looked upon Voldemorts naked, sexily pastly body.
"What do you want winkey to do?" she whispered, barely beliving or daring to hope for what she knew would be the answer. He did what he wanted to her.
"Mmmmaster please, I love you!"
"Please, my dearest, call me Tommy!"
"Master Tommy, please. Give me more!! At the moment when the two orgasimed simultaneously, Lucius Malfoy walked in to get something that he had forgotten.
Voldemort looked up at Malfoy feeling slightly embarrassed and yet somewhat aroused as well. He thought, what if we had a threesome? Raising his wand, Voldemort stripped Malfoy down to his black, pink heart covered boxer shorts.
"Lie down on the bed," Voldemort hissed.
Malfoy did what his lord requested. He felt the soft lashes from the whip warm his skin
This is so wrong, he thought, and yet, I want it to go one forever. Winkey was crying with joy as Voldemort did this, she had always found pain and suffering to be the number one turn on.
Malfoy let out a soft moan, so winkey dashed forward and gagged him with and old sock
The eroticness was starting to get to Voldemort. He needed to have Winkey again right then and there. Only this time, he wanted to do it more fluffily. He threw his whip to the side and transfigured it into a big bottle of whipped cream. He slowly spread it over her petite body and then even more slowly he began to lick it off. She felt a joy flood through her that she hadn't felt in weeks.
"Oh master Tommy, you are being a bad boy. I should punish you!"
"I am naughty, what are you going to do to me?"
"Master needs a spanking."
Voldemort got on his stomach, his round buttocks in the air and winkey picked up the whip
She brought it down in a loving, but firm way against his pale skin
"Oh Winkey!" he cried with a pure pure joy.
"Oh Master Tommy," she shrieked as she orgasmed for the second time that day.