[This chapter contains explicit adult content.]

It was just like Snape to give detention right at the time when we were supposed to be in bed. The consequences of being late could be twofold, getting another detention from Professor Snape was obviously one, but getting caught by Filch was unpleasant to say the least.

"Right on time, miss Kar. I might have known." As soon as I entered the potions classroom I heard him. He was standing right outside the door to his office, as if he had been waiting for me. Was this normal? It didn't matter, he had spoken and locked eyes with me again, and I couldn't move. "Inside." He opened the door and I quickly obeyed. Inside there was his desk, as one might expect, and the walls were lined with jars. I expected to see a chair and maybe a small table so that I could do lines, but there was nothing that didn't seem to clearly belong to Professor Snape.

"Ordinarily I have students clean and sort some of my less pleasant ingredients for me when in detention." He closed the door and I heard the swish of his wand, I assumed that he had locked it magically, but I couldn't be sure. "But I feel that would not be appropriate for you." I could hear him begin to walk and I expected him to go to his chair and sit down, but he didn't. I gasped and wanted to run when I felt his hand on my shoulder, my heart raced and I couldn't think, "No, you will be doing something else for me, miss Kar."

"S-sir?"

"That is exactly what I mean." He turned me around roughly and I stumbled, trying to back away but he held me firmly in place with just his one hand. "A whimpering girl like you, and beautiful as well." His other hand rose and gently caressed the side of my face. "I don't know how I didn't see it sooner. You have a talent for avoiding my notice, miss Kar, but that is in the past." He stepped closer and I once again tried to back away, but he held me where I was. "I have you all to myself now, and your little friend Talson isn't here to protect you. Not that he was able to before." He smirked and pressed himself up against me. "You are shaking."

Of course I was shaking. I was paralyzed by everything about him, his eyes, his voice (not to mention what he was SAYING with his voice), and perhaps most of all, his surprising strength. I tried not to think of what was going to happen next, but it seemed obvious. My mind raced to try to think of a way to escape, but with the door locked with magic it was unlikely that I could get through it.

"Let us examine why, shall we?" He interrupted my thoughts and removed his hand from the side of my face to draw his wand out of his robes, "Legilimens!"

I was back in potions class earlier today, when his eyes first locked with mine. I didn't know it then, but now that I knew what was going on I could guess what was going through his mind. I was terrified, my heart was racing, and the scene changed. I was now back in his office, naked on the floor and desperately trying to stay away from Snape as he approached. "N-no!" I cried, both in the vision and in reality and I snapped back out of my own mind, my breathing shallow and fast.

"You have already guessed what your punishment will be, I see." His eyes were hungry and I felt like I was about to burst. I had to get out of here, I had to find a way to escape.

"P-professor, please!" I cried, "I didn't do anything wrong, please, let me go." Tears welled up in my eyes as I spoke.

"You think I don't know that?" He scoffed, "Honestly girl." He gave his wand a quick flourish and my own wand flew out of my pocket and onto the floor behind him, "Do you think I am a fool? Your elixir wasn't even worth a passing grade yesterday. I do not need a reason to give you detention with me."

"You can't, you can't do this." I pulled away desperately, "I-I'll tell Dumbledore!"

"Oh will you now?" He released my shoulder and wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me firmly, "I have more than a few protective spells on this room, miss Kar, and among them is one that will make you incapable of speaking of anything that has happened here while outside of my office." He flicked his wand one last time and the walls of jars rotated, leaving the stone surfaces flat and bare. He tossed his wand behind him carelessly and pushed me up against one of the flat walls. Were I not so terrified I might have noticed that there was never a sound of his wand landing, as mine had made, but instead it hung in midair in front of the door. This was not the case.

"I suggest you think twice before trying to make a threat towards me, Zhaomi." He whispered in my ear and I shuddered, "You see, now you have done something wrong, and now I can begin your punishment. Remove your clothes."

"Professor, I'm begging you-"

"You may want to get used to it, Zhaomi. I will not ask again, remove your clothes, or I will do it for you."

"P-please sir, I'll do anything." I sobbed, trying to push him off of me, but it was in vain.

"Sir? I like it when you call me that." He released his hold on my body and threw me to the ground, "But I warned you, little girl." Before I could react he was upon me, he tore my clothes off with ease and threw them aside, "You will learn your place soon enough, you will come here every night at nine PM, understood?" His breathing was becoming heavier as he loomed over my naked form, surprisingly enough, his eyes were staring straight into my own. I can only assume that he knows how much power he has when he does that. "I said," He gave me a hard smack across the face and my head spun, "Understood?"

"Y-yes, sir." I cried, "I understand, s-sir..."

"There's a good girl." He stood up and began to remove his own robes. I began to back away, still on the floor, and to my surprise he did not stop me. "You are so pitiful." He smirked, "But then, that is part of what makes you desirable. I can see all of your thoughts on your face." His robes fell to the floor. "All of your fear... Delicious. Stand." He ordered, catching me off guard. I didn't dare hesitate. I stood up but kept my back pressed against the wall. "Come here." I didn't really have a choice, did I? I slowly approached, keeping my eyes firmly fixed on the floor directly in front of my feet.

"Look at me, Zhaomi." Everything in my mind told me that I had to obey or it would only get worse, but I couldn't make myself do it. I would rather he beat me than look him in the eyes again. "Look. At. Me." All this time his tone had been steady and cold, but now I heard the first traces of anger creeping in.

Suddenly looking into his eyes didn't seem so bad.

"You do learn." His icy tone returned, "Turn around." I did so and saw that I was closer to his desk than I thought. Perhaps I was disoriented by this whole situation, but I could have sworn that it was farther away from it. Perhaps he had used magic to move it, but I would never know. "Bend over." I don't remember doing it, but the next thing I knew my chest was pressed against the desk and I could feel a hand on my lower back and another between my shoulder blades, both pressing firmly.

"If you keep this up you won't be hurt any more." I could practically hear the sadistic smile on his face, "But you don't want it to stop, isn't that right?"

"Sir?"

"Do not insult me by pretending that you don't know what I mean, miss Kar."

"I..." I didn't used to care that he called me 'miss Kar', it always just seemed like the normal thing, but earlier he had been calling me by my first name. I didn't realize it at the time, but I liked it. Going back to this seemed (and this may sound crazy) like he was disappointed in me, and for some reason... It hurt me to think that I had upset him. No, upset was the wrong word, it was that I had let him down. What was wrong with me? Why the hell should I care if he didn't like what I was doing, other than for my own safety? "I do want you to stop, Professor."

"Liar!" I felt him grab my hair and wrench my head back. To say that my scream was ear-shattering would be an understatement. "Idiot girl!" He threw me to the floor and I scrambled away, "You are speaking to the most powerful legilimens in the school, and you dare try to lie to me?"

"I'm sorry!" I sobbed, "P-professor, please, I-"

"Silence!" He snarled, "Foolish child, you will learn your place!"

Every time I think he can't terrify me more he proves me wrong. I know what he wants me to say, I know that he has seen my desires and any hope that he hadn't picked up on them was gone. My fear was genuine and intense, but each time he hurt me and asserted his dominance over me I became even more aroused, but I was too ashamed to admit it. I hadn't said it yet, and hopefully he wouldn't make me, but it was already obvious to me that he owned me. My mind, my body, he was completely in control. The most frightening part of all of this was that I actually wanted it, enjoyed it, I always had... I never thought that I would want it from the potions master, but here we were.

"This is your last chance, miss Kar." He began to steady his voice and return his face to its usual cold, unreadable expression. "Do you want me to stop hurting you?"

"N-no, no, I don't." I stared up at him pleadingly, tears rolling down my cheeks, "Please, Professor, please forgive me, I will never lie to you again, I-"

"Perhaps you will be forgiven." He smirked, "But first, you must learn to remember that to you I am 'sir', from now on."

"Yes, yes sir, I'm sorry. I am so, so-"

"Be quiet." I obeyed. "Apologies mean nothing. If you want to prove that you are sorry then you will do as you are told. Tell me how you really feel, Zhaomi."

"I..." He raised his eyebrows at me as I hesitated. I must not lie to him again. "I don't understand how I feel right now..." The tears that had just started to dry on my cheeks started again, this time not out of fear but of shame. "I want you to... To do what ever you want with me, I want to please you. I want it more than anything, but I don't... I don't know why, and I am so scared, I can't even think..." I broke down. I'm not sure if I said anything after that, or if any of it was coherent if I had, but he didn't seem angry that I had stopped.

"Prove it." I looked up at him as he spoke, "Give yourself to me."

I hadn't noticed before, perhaps because he had either been holding my gaze or I had been hiding my face ever since he removed his own clothes, but he was rock hard. I haven't had any other experiences with naked men, but from here he seemed absolutely massive. The mixture of fear and desire intensified as I slowly rose on my shaky legs and made my way back over to the desk and bent over as he had asked before.

I inhaled sharply as I felt his fingers plunge into my soaking wet pussy, "Tell me that you are mine." He growled in my ear.

"I am yours." I panted softly as I felt him slowly moving himself in and out, "I am all yours, sir."

"Good answer." He withdrew his fingers and I let out a small whine, "You are even more wet than I expected. You are a little slut, aren't you?"

"I am, I am for you." I was suddenly aware of how pathetic I sounded, but I didn't care. It didn't even seem like I was the one speaking, it was as if someone else was putting words in my mouth for me. "Please sir, take me, I need you inside of me."

"What a good slut you have become all of a sudden." I felt him pressing the tip of his throbbing cock to my labia, teasing me, "But you are still being punished for lying to me before. You get your wish, but you won't like it."

"S-sir, I- AAAAAaaaaaah!" I thrashed and tried to pull myself away from him as he pounded into my virgin pussy, the pain overwhelmed all else and my vision blurred, "No!"

"I told you that you would learn your place, girl." He spat, one of his hands lashing out and grabbing my shoulder as I tried to squirm free, his nails digging into my skin and adding to my haze of pain, "And you are not getting away from me until you do." His voice was guttural and feral now, he was struggling to keep himself under control.

I was struggling to remain conscious.

It couldn't have lasted more than ten minutes, but for all I knew it could have been days or even weeks. All I know is that it was agony.

When he had finished with me he allowed me to slump onto the ground, broken, and with a few flicks of his wand I the both of us were clothed and his office was back to normal. He helped me to my feet and steered me toward the door, letting me out with nothing but a low 'tomorrow, same time, Kar,' and a slamming door behind me.