THE END: Don't Touch
Tom could tell she resisted the urge to scream out in horror. Standing there with a smug smile on his face, he stared at her, unnerving her.
Frozen in place with fear, She stared right back at him with her brown eyes wide, afraid to avert her gaze.
He moved toward her slowly, letting his eyes feast over her body. She had on very shabby robes three sizes too small and her skin was marked with scars from being whipped as she worked but even that didn't take away from her beauty.
Sensing his thoughts, Ginny wrapped her arms around her body and moved backward though she had little space since the bed was in her way. She fell back on it and moved up the bed away from him.
"Why Ginerva, aren't you happy to see me?" he asked feigning sadness.
Her response was a squeak from the back of the throat. She needed to move away from him but had no where to go. The door was right behind him and he knew she was too terrified to even get close. She just moved higher up the bed.
And he followed.
Her head hit the wall signaling she was trapped. He was mere inches away from her and felt the heat radiating off her terrified body. One hand came forward to brush the hair that fell from her bun off her face.
He felt her stiffen from the touch, her eyes closed automatically.
No words were said as he stared at her memorizing her features. Her soft yet firm skin, the tan complexion from many hours working under the sun, her red lips, just begging him to taste them.
He moved even closer to her, seeing her unconsciously trying to get away from him but there was no where to run.
Using his fingers, he lifted her chin, so she could look at him. She opened her eyes and stared at him, pleading silently that he would let her go. The aura of innocence that radiated off her was intoxicating.
"What do you want from me?" she finally squeaked.
He chuckled.
"Everything." he replied staring into her eyes. His hand not holding her face moved down her neck and onto her chest.
Ginny snapped.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" she screamed regaining courage and trying to squirm away from Tom's touch.
His lips captured hers in a kiss that was far from gentle. He had to teach her to fear him but at the same time want him.
Though she thrashed around, his hands got her robe undone. She had nothing underneath except her bra and pants for the lack of good clothes her family had to endure.
A hand grabbed a breast and squeezed it lightly. She whimpered into his mouth making him harder than he already was. Seeing her in pain was such a turn-on, he decided to cause her more.
His lips moved from her luscious lips to the light bronze skin on her neck and bit down hard.
A scream erupted from her and the thrashing got worse.
He was getting irritated.
He pulled her until she was lying on the bed and bound her hands over her head. Tears fell from her eyes as she pleaded with him to let her go.
He undressed her with a snap of his fingers and feasted on all she had to offer.
Everything about her body was imperfectly perfect. The whip marks criss-crossed along her entire body marring her skin but her curves were a sight. It seemed starvation did her some good.
He couldn't wait any longer and went for one of her breasts again but this time with his mouth. He bit down hard on it, causing pain to rake through her body. Using a hand, he squeezed her other nipple just as hard making it as erect as the one in his mouth.
Whimpers came from her below him.
Kissing slowly downward, he made it to her opening which he was surprised to find wet. Even though she hated being violated, (obviously) her body reacted to him unwillingly. It won't be long now.
He pushed a finger inside her, noting how tight she was. He knew she was a virgin but he still wondered why seeing as she was with the scarred idiot. They never got around to it it seemed and fortunately, all of his losses were Tom's gain.
He pushed his finger in and out of her roughly. She cried out still pleading for him to stop.
Never.
He wanted her to be in pain. Not just physical pain but mental as well. He knew she found pleasure in this activity but would never voice it. He wanted to make sure she knew she was being turned on by the Dark Lord. Her cries soon turned to moans. Unconscious moans but moans all the same.
Suddenly he stopped, surprising the red-head. She was sure he would rape her then and there.
He didn't want to take her that instant. It would be too soon and he wanted to savor it.
Getting up from his position, he undid her bindings. He also magically got her "clothes" back on her.
She wasn't able to move, both from her bindings and what she had experienced. Just looking at her in that state made him harder but good things come to those who wait right?
Bending down, he gave her a bruising parting kiss.
"I'll be seeing you later Ginerva," he said before exiting the room.
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