Snape has watched her closely for years; obsessing even. She was just like her mother in every way with one exception; her knack for trouble. This however, did not irk Snape for if the girl had not this trait she would not be standing in his office like so.

He had her cornered against his deck, her long legs spread slightly due to his knee separating them. Her skirt hiked up a little by her attempts to get free. You see he had her by the wrists and wasn't about to let go.

Her beautiful face looked up at him, fear in her heavily lashed green eyes.

"Sir, I'm frightened." she whispers, her voice quivering.

"As you should be. I know how to torture you in ways you couldn't imagine. I can and will make you beg and scream, Potter." he says with a sneer.

Using magic Snape clears his desk before sprawling her out upon it.

Poppy would find it impossible to do anything Snape did not wish. For he had immobilized her unless her action would be to his pleasing.

"Now, to get started." he says, looking down at her body with hungry eyes.

Opening a small drawer he takes out a small bottle of red liquid.

"Do you know what this Poppy? You are a brilliant student. No? It's liquid lust; causing the drinker to experience extreme sexual longing for a period of time depending to the amount ingested." Pausing for affect he pops the stopper. "I want you to drink it all."

Watching her face closely he drinks in her reaction. Her eyes wide; like a window to her soul Snape could see how terrified his prey had become.

Her mouth opening at his command he pours the contents of the bottle into it. Following with a command to swallow.

Poppy Potter squirms in discomfort against his magical restrictions.

Snape wanting to hear what was going through her pretty little head right about now lifts the enchantment restricting her speech.

Instantly to his great pleasure a moan escaped her lips before she bit down to prevent more from issuing.

In retaliation Snape snakes one hand between her thighs impatiently. He wanted to hear her do it again, again, and again.

Moving her panties aside he begins to tease her clit; gaining another moan from Poppy, this one more enthusiastic than the other.

"Mhmmm, you like that don't you." Snape taunts her, sliding his middle finger into her tight hole. It was already soaking wet, a little leaking out and dripping steadily down between her cheeks.

Poppy tried to beg but it was damn near impossible due to all the sounds she couldn't help but make.

Snape removes his finger only to pull her panties down her endless creamy legs.

Pulling her by her hips to the edge of the desk he lowers his mouth to her snatch. His tongue slithering out to lap of her sweet juices. Licking her cunt up and down he starts to attack her clit once more.

Her cries driving him wild, he put all his years of experience to work. Eating her like no other could.

His tongue darting into her depths with out warning, allowing him to fuck her with his tongue.

"Ahhh..hhh Professo..r, please s..to..p." Poppy finally manages to wine, she couldn't take it anymore.

Snape only paused to look up at her, a knowing smile spreading across his face.

*To be Continued*