Title: Beneath the Mask

Author: Tangled Webs…yay me!

Disclaimer: I do not own the delicious Mr. Malfoy or er any of those other characters.

Chapter Three: No defense strong enough for Lust

There's a change in pace
Of fantasy and taste
Ain't it strange what we do to feel alright? Oh yeah.
So when will you call?
I'm experienced Oh yeah
Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
We want
Flesh, flesh for fantasy

Flesh for Fantasy-Billy Idol

Ginny stared dismally at her reflection in the full length mirror against one of the walls in Malfoy's apartment. The dress was a sleek muted green that clung to the curves; Ginny didn't know she had and she guessed could give credit to her mother for. The neckline plunged and the bodice tightened so that her small bust was pushed to expose the top of her breasts. And when she moved the subtle slit exposed her entire right leg up to the middle of her thigh. She'd found a matching black lace bra and thong set in the robes which she was wearing. It was highly uncomfortable and like nothing else she'd worn and more then likely something she'd never think about buying or wearing for that matter. Oh, the heels were something dreadful too. A matching green to the robes they were tall with a thin heel extremely difficult to walk in. She bit her lip as she looked at her new whorish self.

She noticed Draco staring at her from the open bathroom entrance when she noticed him he smirked and walked towards her. Dressed to kill as usual from his impeccable black robes to his immaculate slicked back hair even down to his spotless black shoes, he was overwhelming and radiated wealth and power. Not that she'd ever give him the satisfaction of admitting it to his smug face. She turned and lifted her head defiantly to meet his gaze. He simply crossed and kissed her upturned lips pressing her against the mirror as his hands went around her waist, he held her there pinned. Or so she'd like to think as she willingly surrendered to him. He pulled back with a smirk.

"Now now Weasley, you shouldn't make us late to meet the Dark Lord. Surely you know of his quick temper." He taunted, she flushed violently then remembered to recover what little dignity she had and tried to look haughty. "Not a bad look, Weasley. But, it's missing a few major details." He assessed her then waved his wand and muttered a few words. She turned to the mirror and saw her hair pulled in an upswept do with a few curly locks falling onto her shoulders and makeup applied flawlessly in the way Ginny could never get it to look like.

"You will wear the clothes I provide as I want my slave to maintain the Malfoy reputation, oh and the shoes it's easier to kiss you. I don't have to stoop so bloody much even though it is befitting since your obliviously so beneath me. Do not forget I am your master and this is not some pleasure visit or a vacation. You are my slave to do my bidding for whatever needs I see fit for you to fulfill." Here he shot her a smirk before he turned back to his desk where he was picking though papers and picking up a few and shoving the rest in a drawer. Finally, he stood and grabbing her arm dragged her out the door.

"You are not to run away as there's no chance of you escaping. You will not ever try to harm me. Do everything the Dark Lord asks and maybe you'll live. Now walk behind me five paces. Just look at my back, acknowledge no one and meet no one's eyes. Understood?" He didn't bother waiting for her answer as he shoved her behind him and set off in a brisk pace. Ginny turned and tried to go the other direction. She couldn't move…it was like she was stuck in place. She knew that she really wanted run away from Malfoy and this house of horrors but she couldn't move.

"Weasel, you bound yourself to me willingly. You gave your free will to me. Its ancient magic and completely unbreakable until the day I decide to release you. Now, follow five paces behind me and don't look anyone in the eye." Draco had come up behind Ginny and whispered in her ear fiercely but at his last words he spun her and then again set off in his brisk pace. Ginny stood with her head down miserable but when he was five paces away she jerked forward and her body moved while in her head she fought it to no avail.

From her vantage point of her head still held down she saw plenty of shoes pass them. Usually these shoes or er well the people wearing these shoes congratulated Draco on his excellent luck on getting such a beautiful find. Now, was he going to hire her out to the other death eaters like the last girl….what's her name oh right Luna Lovegood. The wound on Ginny's lip from Draco reopened and started bleeding again from the way she bit her lip to stop from screaming out in rage. Luna…her best friend since Hogwarts had ended up a sex slave to these bastards. Draco had stopped before a door but Ginny didn't notice until she ran into him and once again spotted her shocked reflection in the back of his shiny shoes.

"Watch it Weasel! Clumsy oafs…try to contain yourself or I'll…I'll…" He searched for a good punishment.

"Let me end up like Luna?" Ginny shot at Draco looking up into his amused face. She tried to shove him away from her face but her hands stopped right above his chest. His smirk grew wider as she tried to over and over however she was stopped every time. Finally, he grabbed her hands and held them above her head so that she was forced to go on tip toes.

"Stop it, Weasel. You know you're far more valuable then Luna with your brother best friend's and all with that freak with the scar and you lover to freak boy. Quite the bargaining power there, ahhh but I see you already knew all this." He nodded at the knowing look in her eyes as he released her hands. She took a step back and glared at him.

"Harry isn't my lover I have a boyfriend." Was the reply that came out from all the other more scathing rejoinders she had. Oh, how she'd waited for Harry but now ten years later she'd realized that she didn't want him now. So she'd moved on to Richard and his gentle none pressuring ways.

"What's the matter? Does golden boy finally have a flaw?" Draco asked with a short cruel laugh but upon no reply Ginny he stopped and looked at her closely, her eyes were wide in fear and she openly trembled. Draco turned and saw Voldermort standing in his open doorway with a wolfish grin examining Weasley. His hands clenched unintentionally at another man looking at his property but he restrained himself.

"Kneel." He whispered harshly to her as he dropped to one knee. Ginny felt herself fall down onto both knees. Thankful now that her head was down so she wouldn't have to see those cold eyes looking at her in that way. However she could still feel his eyes undressing her down to those skimpy underwear set that Malfoy had thrown at her.

"I would appreciate it if next time you didn't have your little verbal assaults right outside my door. Draco, I would expect you to have your servants properly subdued. Though I do see that you saw fit to dress her out splendidly, you have a taste for knowing what will bring out the beauty of a woman." Voldermort smirked; Ginny glanced over at Draco and saw his shoulders tensed and the back of his neck red. He's jealous that Voldermort noticed and she realized that Voldermort could take her away from Draco at any time.

"Thank you my lord." Draco ground out in the most normal tone that he could muster.

"Too bad you don't seem to have a talent for our dark business. For some reason I don't think that Luicus groomed you for that talent. Get up and come in." Voldermort stood aside and jerkily Draco got up. He reached down and grabbed Ginny's wrist pulling her up to her feet. She tottered dangerously for a few moments before he yanked her into the room. Two dark green armchairs in front of a cold fireplace with one dark oak table adorned the otherwise empty room. Draco dropped Ginny off in one armchair and Voldermort glided in the one across from her. Draco stood next to Ginny with his arms behind his back still clenched in fists.

"My lord, I have the figures from the Berkley raid and that totals together to give us…" Draco started forward with his papers. Ginny sat back in shock. Draco was the accountant for Voldermort. That was going to get a few laughs from the Harry and Ron.

"Draco we didn't come here to discuss business I would never do that in front of Ginvera." Voldermort cut in smoothly. "Leave the papers here and I'll look at them later if I have questions I'll call you. Now, I want to know if you've ravished her yet." His look was pointed at the suddenly flustered Draco.

"She was passed out last night…I want her to be awake when I take her." He finally said and Ginny gave a small gasp as her long last fear was realized. Voldermort nodded approvingly at Draco's words.

"Good Good. Well as long as you have plans for her. I don't want her to go to waste." It was a warning loud and clear for Draco who nodded silently. Suddenly a tea service appeared.

"Pour the tea, Weasel." Draco gritted out through his much clenched teeth. She rose and started forward to the tea service next to Voldermort. She had to pass in front of Voldermort and suddenly he grabbed her and pulled her to him. His long cold fingers rested on her hips then one went to wind itself in one of her curls while the other went for the bare skin exposed by the slit. Ginny whimpered and her eyes filled considerably with tears as she was bound to stare into Voldermort's red cold eyes.

"Like I said…you have a talent, Draco." The papers in Draco's hands crumpled loudly as his hands tightened on them. Just as quickly as he grabbed her he swiftly let her go to the tea service. Just two cups sat on the service, Ginny poured the steaming hot tea into the two cups. She tried to hand one to Voldermort.

"Oh no my dear, I have my potion coming soon." He waved her away. So, she handed it to Draco. He held onto her hand so she looked up into his hard flint eyes. Then his fingers loosened and gave hers a surprisingly gentle caress. She shivered under his intense promising look and sat back down in the armchair. She gently lifted up the still steaming cup and took a sip. It was warm and flowed down her throat smoothly. Instantly, a soft warm feeling spread throughout her. She finished the whole cup off quickly then she looked at Draco and the feeling changed into something searing and throbbing. Draco's was untouched and he was subtly trying to scrutinize the contents of the cup.

"I'm not going to poison you, Mr. Malfoy. I can think of a hundred much more painful and much more amusing ways to kill you." It was a challenge from Voldermort, who'd been observing Draco try to figure a way to get out of drinking the tea. Looking Voldermort straight in the eye he downed the entire contents. A gasp from Ginny got Draco's attention. He whirled and dropped to a knee to look at her. One hand was on the hollow beneath her chest as her other hand fanned herself.

"Just a little hot." She gasped but really it was the giddy sensation she was getting off of whatever had been in that tea. A rush overcame her whenever she so much as looked at Draco. Now one hand was placed upon her knee and she didn't know if he was aware of the way he was stroking her inner thigh. Their eyes were locked and the same thing burning inside of Ginny was reflected in Draco's eyes.

"You may take your servant and leave, Draco." Voldermort dismissed them. Draco grabbed Ginny's hand again and making a hasty reverence to Voldermort they retreated hurriedly.

Snape entered from the secret door to watch the door bang shut behind the two much drugged persons. "Do you think they'll realize that they've been duped?" Voldermort asked before he cackled at his own brilliance.

"They're caught up in a very powerful lust potion they won't regain their proper senses until the morning. Though may I inquire into why you wanted them deceived with a temporarily love potion and that strong a lust potion?" Snape asked his eyebrows knitted together as he tried to figure it all out.

"Oh, it serves my purposes well. Draco's in for some rude surprises…that should make the Wealsey very unfavorable to him. Leaving her wide open for me…" Voldermort trailed off as he looked into empty grate a far away look in his eyes.

"Then why did you ever give him the Wealsey?" Snape asked completely confused. Voldermort looked at him an enraged look and instinctively Snape took a step back.

"Malfoy must be taught a lesson even his lowered rank has not humbled him. So I'm forced to take more action. Now, how has Narcissa been? Still quite the beauty is she?" Voldermort snarled.

"Your point is made perfectly clear, my dark lord." With a quick bow Snape got the hell out of there and went to warn Narcissa about Draco's safety.

Somehow, Draco's hand had slipped down to Ginny's and now their fingers were intertwined tightly. He was walking swiftly and Ginny was managing to keep up. Both were trying to not look at each other as it would make the pain they were feeling tighten and flare up. They reached a small alcove and Draco pushed Ginny in there and followed. His mouth was instantly upon hers and the pain receded some but the fire consuming them didn't. Pressed up tightly against the wall, Draco tired of bending so much and unhappy with the lack of contact between their bodies picked Ginny up until she figured out to wrap her legs around his waist.

Her hands tugged his robes to open a little on his chest. She ripped open the oxford shirt underneath until she could run her fingers down his chest. Draco's hands were not altogether inactive either. He pushed her sleeves down until her chest was bare and the black lacy bra an offset to her creamy skin. Foreheads pressed together he hissed when Ginny touched his belt. She was fascinated with his response she'd had heated exchanges with Richard before but never to this degree.

"Oh my darling, stop now or I'm going to do you and it will be a very public affair." Draco whispered tenderly in her ear. She tingled all over at his admission until one minor detail punctuated her desire wrapped mind.

"Draco, baby…I'm a virgin." She admitted pulling back and looking at him worryingly as she bit her lip. He looked at her with a shocked and amazed expression.

"How the hell does someone like you stay a virgin? Well, then this defiantly will not be a public affair." He half muttered to himself. He kissed her once more then set her down and tried to button his shirt together but no buttons remained. He raised an eyebrow at Ginny.

"Just pull your robe over it. Err; I'm sure no one will look that closely." She offered holding back a smirk as she pulled up her sleeves. Her hair was completely mused in the back and her lipstick smeared. She laughed when she looked at Draco's face. Reaching up she rubbed off her lipstick all over his face. He caught her hand and pressed a gentle kiss to it. The tension was still there cackling in the air and the fire still burned brightly in both their eyes. He lowered their hands and the fingers fit together perfectly.

"Come, love." He gently pulled her along and she followed until the reached his room. Pulling out his wand he whispered the password to enter past all his wards. By the time they were in the room Ginny was trembling. Draco let go of her hand and turned to face her. Gently he cupped her face and searched her eyes.

"What's wrong, Ginvera?" She gave him a weak smile but her eyes betrayed her fear.

"I would never hurt you, my love." He promised her truthfully tilting her head to look him fully in the eyes.

"I know you'd never hurt me, darling. But what if….what if I don't pleasure you?" She asked in a small voice. Draco gave a small laugh.

"How could you not? Why are you worrying over that? I love you and I'm honored that you're allowing me to be your first. This is all about you not me." To show her he really meant it he gave her a soft gentle kiss then a deeper one as he backed her up to the bed. When the back of her legs were pressed against the bed, he slid off her robes and she was left in the black underwear set. He in turn pulled off his robes and slipped off his already torn apart shirt then he undid his buckle and was down to his silver silk boxers. Ginny's eyes slipped over his body and to the budge in his boxers. He smirked when he saw the direction of her gaze then he pushed her back on the bed. He moved her to the middle of the king size bed. She lay there looking up at stiff and wooden.

"Relax." He told her before he gave her one long kiss then he moved down her elegant neck to her shoulders. Where he slipped off the straps and continued to down to kiss her clavicle then he reached underneath her and unhooked her bra never pausing in his kisses. He threw the bra off the bed and took her right nipple in his mouth. Ginny who'd been laying back her head closed enjoying the sensations his kisses had caused suddenly started her eyes opening wide in enjoyment. After a brief but memorable time Draco moved on.

Past her bellybutton he left his last kiss right before the thong began before sliding it off her body and throwing it Merlin knows where. He moved past the riot of red curls to…

"Bloody hell!" Ginny tried to move to sit up but Draco had thrown his arm over her and he held her down. Bucking and crying out she continued until something in her exploded and she could finally relax. She was content but there was still something softly but constantly drumming inside her blood. There was still something she needed to fulfill. Draco removed his boxers and Ginny finally glimpsed what had been creating the bulge but now it was much bigger.

He moved and covered her, her eyes wide she looked up pleadingly at him. "Your ready, love. This will hurt." He kissed her forehead then crushed her lips as he started to move. The pain suffocating each inch he forced she fought against but he still continued. Silent screams issued from her lips and he pressed light kisses on her face.

"Baby, it's alright…we're almost there…it will get better." He muttered. Her eyes clamped tight, one silent tear came out of her eye and he kissed it away. When he was completely in her he held himself still despite all his instincts telling him to do the opposite.

"Look at me, Ginvera." It was a command and even though it was the last thing she wanted she opened her eyes and looked in his. They held love and tenderness she melted and he started a soft rhythm. She found the pain was more bearable now and was melting away from the pressure that was building up in her. She needed something that Draco could give her. She started to move her hips to meet him for each thrust. He started moving faster and she joined him until what had been building up in her exploded she fell back as waves and waves of pleasure soaked her. Draco was gradually getting faster and faster his eyes open as he looked at her in all her rapture. Finally something wet came inside her and he collapsed on top of her. She wiped the sweat off his face and kissed him lightly.

"Thank you." She whispered to him after awhile. He opened his eyes and smiled at her happy expression.

"Glad to be of service." He told her as he moved off her and settled himself down next to her. He pulled her to him so that her back rested against his chest. He stroked her hair and they were both quiet lost in their thoughts.

"I love you…don't ever leave me again." Ginny half asleep heard it before surrendering to sleep.

Ginny woke to a arm slung about her waist and something hard pressed against her back. She turned and was staring at the sleeping face of none other then Draco Malfoy a.k.a. Ferret Face. She looked down and noticed her nakedness and his and flushed a deep red. She'd been duped by some powerful lust spell and a love spell. She tried to move from the bed.

"No, love stay." She froze at his words and his hand which had lowered to her. She jumped away from him and winced at the pain between her legs. Draco awoke and opened his eyes slowly to see the Weasel looking at him panicked wrapped in the sheet. Then everything hit him full force.

"Bloody hell. Fuck." He cursed as he stood up. Her bloodstains screamed at him from the bed and all that he'd stolen from her.

"You're not her…" He said in disbelief. Her brow wrinkled as she looked at him questioningly.

"Not who?" She asked. He glared at her and crossed to her side of the bed and pulled her up by her forearms. She clutched the sheet to her as she stared into Draco Malfoy's angry but hurt eyes.

"Who was she?" He demanded when she didn't answer, he shook her roughly and she cried. "Who did the order send last year?" He demanded again fiercely.

"Hermione Wealsey." She answered quickly afraid of being shaken again. He laughed coldly and harshly as he dropped her on the bed none too gently. She gasped as the pain hit her again.

"It figures my undoing would be by that mudblood." He shook his head as he pulled on his boxers then sat heavily in the desk chair.

"What in Merlin's name are you talking? How's Hermione your undoing? What does she have to do with you?" Ginny yelled frustrated.

"Aren't you wondering why I'm nothing more then an accountant to Voldermort? I'll bloody well tell you why Granger was my undoing." He snarled.

"Wealsey." She corrected.

"Whatever." He waved it away.

You are nothing without it

You are everything with it

But even with the mask you would not be protected

There is no defense strong enough to stop Lust

Fight me but it does no good

You gave in when you stayed with me

A/N: Sorry it took so long but I really mean I'm going to update my stories. I finally got inspired for this one! Thanks to all who stick by me.