Kitten had walked right into his hands and he was so pleased, kitty might only do it for this man at first, but that would soon change. He would soon see what a loving gentle master that took such sweet care of him, he would never want to be free. Little kitten refused to look at him as he made the promise, his voice choked when he said them, betraying the tears he refused to show. Kitten had wanted to remain in the comfort of those arms, and as long as he thought there was a chance he may know them again, he would behave. Kitten would never be free, but he would keep his word, the wolf could live in peace as long kitten was a proper little lover.

Harry kept his eyes on Remus, even when he was being groped and pet by the man, he was reminded what Moony had told him, to do anything. Remus did not care for himself as he would die here and now if he had to, he was trying to keep his beloved cub from being hurt.

Voldemort motioned for Lucius." You will send him to the island. He is allowed no wand, but an elf is to see to food for him. He is not to be touched."

Remus was dragged to his feet but he called to Harry as he was taken away."I love you cub, be strong."

Harry could not respond to him, he felt Voldemort's hand on his neck and cock tighten a bit, and he knew he needed to be good. He sent a silent message of love to the man, knowing or hoping he would feel it, simply happy he would be alive. He knew he would not have the choice again and before the war was done and after if they lost, there would be so main people he knew who would die. He couldn't think about it, Remus was right he needed to shut out the war, in order to please this man. He knew without a doubt if he didn't that Remus would die, and he could not have that on him.

Voldemort led his kitten back into the bedroom, so pleased at how today had worked out. He had thought he would not be home till tomorrow to enjoy kitten, and then not only did the mission work perfect, but he had kitten right where he wanted him.

Voldemort saw kitten eyeing the bed and whispered."Off with your clothes little kitten. Master has had a very long day, and wants to enjoy his pretty little kitten."

Harry was shaking so bad even though he knew what he had to do. "Master."

Voldemort was not sure why kitten was so shy, he had seen kitten naked before, but kitty could sure turn a lovely shade of pink so could see the little one could bareli stop his hands from tremblin, as he tried to remove his clothes as he was told. He could have removed them with his wand, but kitten needed to do this on his own, he had made a promise and he would keep it.

Harry's hands went to his boxers when they were all that was left, and he fought his fear as he tried to convince himself t do this. He knew he would be raped any ways, and this was like his Uncle. With his Uncle it was perform or be raped when unconscious from a beating. Here it was perform, or his beloved godfather would die.

Voldemort ran a hand up the naked chest. "Come on kitten, master has already been patient. I want those boxers off.'

Harry closed his eyes and pushed the boxers off. "Master."

Shock ran through Harry as he found his hands placed on the other man's clothes, knowing he was being told to undress him. Harry had to open his eyes, and he tried his best to steady his hands as he undressed him. They had been in the bath together, but he had never seen the man fully naked before, and he had not been awake when the man had seen him. He had never seen another man completely naked before, his Uncle removed the bare minimum needed to fuck him.

Voldemort was not surprised when kitten had even more trouble with his boxers, not even concealing the tears any more. Kitten needed a bit of help, so he pushed his own boxers off, but he placed kitten's hand on his cock.

He made kitten look at him. "You can't tell me master is not much nicer to look on then your Uncle, little one? I am sure master has a far nicer body."

Even if not the fact that Vernon was his Uncle, the man was a repulsive whale. Voldemort didn't have an ounce of fat on him." Yes master."

Lowering kitten down onto the bed, he would prove to kitten, he differed from the man in more than looks. Kitty wouldn't need a healer tomorrow, kitten might be stiff, but nothing a warm bath would not fix. Kitten could even have some nice lobster for dinner. As he moved to straddle kitten, he knew he was going to look forward to this for years to come, and wanted to savour tonight.

Harry closed his eyes as the man's mouth was on his earlobes and neck, making a slow methodical path down his body. He reminded himself why he did this, not for his own life, but for Remus, who he needed to protect. He kept reminding himself as the man prepared him, he had to do this, he could not lose another parent.

But when he felt a wand tip at his entrance for lubrication, he let out an unwanted whimper of protest. "No, no stop." And unfortunately, the man did just that.