Sensational Torture- Part II

When Lucius disposed of Harry, he was told by Voldemort he had to dispose of a villainous traitor: Professor Snape. How will he do it this time? Continue reading to find out.

If you do not like slash, or lemons, stay far far away, and hide under a pillow. Rated NC-17 for a reason.

Lucius sharpened his emergency silver dagger with a sadistic smile on his face. He could feel waves of pleasure course through his body with every stroke of the sharpening stone, as he thought of what he could do with it.

He had just heard about his new duty from Voldemort, a duty that was only entrusted to the most loyal of his death eaters. He was loyal all right. The night before, He had felt his dark mark burn with unusual ferocity. Instantly apparating at Voldemort's side, he had this message to deliver.

"I have just found the whereabouts of a traitor. As you know, I do not take kindly to traitors. I want you to dispose of a certain Severus Snape, and you may do so whichever way you deem fitting."

Lucius simply smiled widely and bowed low. "It would be my pleasure master." Then with small pop, he disapparated.

Sitting in his luxurious sitting room, holding the silver dagger, Lucius plotted on what he would do to the silky skinned potions professor. Putting the knife back in the sheath in his boot, he retrieved his cloak to go pay Snape a "visit."

As he walked in his usual angry fashion down to the dungeons, he noticed that all of the teachers at the school either turned their head away from him, or, in Dumbledore's case, gave him a hard look, accentuated by his bright blue eyes.

As he entered the dungeon with a swish of his cape, he noticed that Snape was completely alone, marking papers.

"Severus. How nice to see you again." Lucius called out seductively.

Snape glared at the slender figure in the doorway, and his eyes of pure loathing turned to one of complete and utter individual hatred. "Lucius." Snape spat the words as it were poison in his mouth. Standing up quickly, he pointed to the door with a harsh finger. "Get out now. Before I am forced to curse you into oblivion."

Lucius looked at the tall man and chuckled slightly. Whipping out his wand first, he smirked and uttered, "sit back down if you know what is best for you."

Sneering in contempt, Severus sat back down, but only because he wanted to live after an episode with Lucius.

Striding over the the chair in which Snape sat in, he plopped down on the desk in front of him casually, like he was doing little more than joining him for a cup of tea. Pointing the wand directly at Snape's chest, he drawled "Incarcerous!" and instantly ropes snapped out and effectively bound Snape to his chair.

Snape's eyes bulged as he snorted in disgust, "What the hell do you think you are doing? Have you gone mad? ".

Lucius looked down at the squirming and cursing man. With every twitch and strain, he was entranced by the finely toned muscle that bulged with every move. Taking his eyes away from the enthralling sight, he stared straight into Snape's eyes, which seemed to swallow him up in a deep abyss. "We need to have a little talk my dear Severus. Lord Voldemort has found out about you, and he wants you gone. He can't have a little coward like you screwing everything up for him. Even if you have been missing for as long as you have been at Hogwarts.

Snape's mouth opened and closed several times, and he felt his frozen over past defrost and rise up to claim him once more. He had buried that part of his life so far, and it had again clawed it's way back up to haunt him. The only thing that was possible to do now was to try to stay alive through this ordeal, by not pissing off Lucius. That meant when Lucius ripped all of his clothes off exposing rippling muscles, dappled by the meager light of the dungeon, he didn't do anything.

Lucius stared in fascination at Snape's gorgeous body. He had a perfectly toned, flat stomach and looked as though he could hurt his tongue on the heat of it. His dusty pink nipples were hardened and silky, like the finest ivory. Fingering his stringy looking hair, he found it to be satiny smooth. He wrapped it around his finger and inhaled deeply, finding the scent of pain to be lingering all about him.

Suddenly relaxing under Lucius's touch, Snape forgot why he was panicking for a moment and was only aware of his smooth skin against his own. Peering deep into Lucius's eyes, he saw that underneath all of the hatred and bitterness, there was a heart that cared about the things that mattered to him. Like his son. And his master. And his fetishes. Hypnotized, he continued to study Lucius as Lucius studied him. He saw a face as perfect and cold as the marbleized statues in the museum, and lips as natural and gorgeous as pink roses in full bloom. He was momentarily distracted as Lucius pulled off his robes, exposing the rest of his body. Snape instantly felt his member grow hard, as he gazed upon the rest of Lucius's unnaturally beautiful and perfect marbleized body.

Lucius smiled slightly as he straddled Snape's lap and brushed his inner thighs with his stiff member. Biting lightly down on his earlobe, he breathed in his ear "I am going to make you wish you have never been born." Taking up his wand, Lucius stood up and bellowed, "Accio bondage equipment!"

Instantly, in the corner of the room a bed with handcuffs, whips and chains appeared. Picking up Snape, after undoing the ropes, he handcuffed him to the bed on his stomach and pulled out the silver dagger in his boot. Snape gasped audibly. Lucius cackled slightly and whispered, "You are not so lucky as to die yet. Oh no, once I am done, you will plead for death. But you will not get it now." Pushing the knife down on Snape's Ivory back, Lucius started tracing circles and letting his blood flow down onto the sheets.

Sucking in air through clenched teeth, Severus tensed as pain coursed through his body like blood. Of course, he was also laying on a full erection and that did not help. Suddenly, the tracing stop. Sighing in relief, he again gasped as Lucius put his hand between his legs and started to tickle his member. Biting his lip so as to not yell at him, Snape bucked a little to try to get him to do more.

Cackling insanely, Lucius simply slapped Severus's ass, leaving a huge hand print. "When will you learn to not mess with Lord Voldemort? Are you feeling the pain yet you little bitch?" Lucius continued laughing and spread Snape's legs open wider. Driving his member into Snape's ass, he started pumping hard as he clawed into his neck and biting. Laying all over him, and licking and nibbling his neck, he pumped with a ferocity of a snake in heat. "You're such a little bitch and I know you like it that way" Lucius snarled in Severus's ear.

Snape on the other hand, was gasping in pain, and also enjoying the waves of sensuality that he had not felt in a long time as Lucius pounded against his g-spot over and over. He would have loved to get off right now, but he was tied up. " mm m" he groaned, as Lucius came in his ass. Taking some cum, Lucius wiped on Snape's cheek as Snape grimaced in disgust. Snape tried rubbing his member on the bed to create some friction to appease his throbbing erection, but Lucius would not have it that way.

After slapping his ass as hard as he could, Lucius shimmied down the bed and suddenly took Snape's full length into his mouth. Tracing little circles with his tounge, he listened to Snape moan as he felt an orgasm come on. But Lucius would not have it that way. Abruptly, he stopped and glanced up.

There was the great and dignified potions master, in a full sweat, and groaning and squirming in his bondage. Stopping, Snape looked over at Lucius with confusion in his eyes. Why did he stop? God, he wanted him to finish it so bad... he could feel blue balls coming, and it hurt. But Lucius looked strained.

Gathering up his robe, Lucius felt pained. How could he hurt this man? He had cared about him for so long, and now he had to kill him... he just couldn't do it. But he knew of someone that would finish the job for him. His mind drifted to his sadistic snakelike son. His blond hair and ivory skin would work just fine to be the looks of a killer. Smiling widely at Snape, he closed the door with extra force as the bewildered naked man, tied up to a bed in the middle of a classroom, stared after him.

So how was that? As you can tell, I am going to do A Snape/Draco one next. I will leave it to you to decide how Snape gets out of the bondage equipment, lol.

Please, please, review me, I like constructive criticism, but I don't like flames.