Chapter 2
The next night after dinner, I made my way to the Headmaster's office. When the door opened after I uttered the latest password, Snape was sitting at his desk. Once I closed the door and dropped my bag, I asked, "How are you today, sir?"
"I'm much better, thank you. There's some filing for you." He pointed to a stack of paperwork.
"Sir, can we talk for a few minutes?"
He sighed heavily. "What is it?"
I came closer to the desk. "I was thinking; you have been protecting me for reasons I'm not clear on. I want to do the same for you."
Severus Snape snorted at me. Right, what could I, a 16 year old, do to protect him? I got it, and for the first time ever, wasn't offended.
"Please sir, hear me out. He needs to see me in your mind. Otherwise, you're going to be punished again, or worse; it will raise doubts. So, sir, there's only one logical option." His face gave nothing away to me. "Sir, take me. Use my body. Do as he would expect to see in your mind. You, for whatever the plan is, can't blow your cover, and I won't allow that. Not when there is a way around it. Besides, it's just sex."
"It would be rape. You're not of age," he stated.
"This is war, sir. It might legally be rape, but you have to survive somehow. Hopefully, if done right, one night should provide enough memories for some time, unless Tom is…" I trailed off.
He rubbed his face, clearly processing the fact that I was right. "One night should do it. But Ginny, I can't ask you to do this," he stressed.
I moved to his side of the desk. "You aren't asking; I'm ordering you to do this. No one thinks I'm able to do anything to help. Well, it's something that only you and I can do, and only together."
"You are a student! I can't!" he reiterated.
"You took the damn Mark; don't try to get all noble now! Let's just do this now while I still have the nerve." I was trembling on the inside. I had given a blow job or two, but I was still a virgin.
"I wish there was another way," he stated.
"You just have to be turned on enough to have sex, sir. Do you need me to suck you?" I had no clue what his type was or what he liked.
His eyebrow raised, betraying him at the suggestion. "In time, Ginny. I'm not a small man. You will need to be prepared."
"How?" I asked. He waved his hand and the desk was cleared. He pulled me over and pushed me back onto it.
"This needs to look as real as possible," he said.
I nodded.
He flipped up my skirt and took note of my mother-approved, white, cotton knickers. He pulled my legs apart, then dropped to his knees. He hooked his finger into the thin fabric, pulling it aside. I was staring up at the ceiling. I never expected it to feel as amazing as it did when his tongue first touched me. I gasped in shock at the feeling, then heard a strange sound I had never heard before; Severus Snape was chuckling at my reaction! I knew that all men loved the idea of being with a teenage girl. I knew I loved being eaten, and compared to my own fingers, this was heaven, even if it was the greasy dungeon bat doing it to me. I couldn't control the noises coming from me. I felt Snape rip my underwear off me and then felt his fingers spreading my outer lips all the way apart. Then his tongue probed my most secret place.
Severus Snape was clearly enjoying eating me out. What was more shocking was how much I was enjoying him doing it to me! He broke contact with me and ordered, "Play with your nipples, Ginny." I didn't even notice that my clothing was gone! I reached up for my breasts, touching them the way I like to touch them and rolling the pink nipples between my fingers.
I felt his fingers sliding in and out of my wet cave and his mouth nursed on my clit. "So good," I heard him mutter into my cunt.
My body started pushing towards him as I needed more. Then I heard the words escape my mouth, "Make me cum!"
There was another muffled sound from him and his attention to my clit increased as a third figure was added. Because of all of that, it didn't take long until I had my first orgasm on my Headmaster's face. He broke away from me and rose to his feet, then lowered himself down on me and manhandled my globes while whispering, "It must look real." He then kissed me, making me taste myself.
I had tasted myself from my own fingers before, but this was different. I felt him demand entrance to my mouth, where I tasted my pussy on his tongue. When he broke away, he ordered, "Bed, now!" I rose and headed to his bed. I was trembling, but now I was unsure if it was with fear or desire. "Lay down." I did as I was told and watched him remove his robes. Once naked, he turned to face me.
His penis was huge! My eyes must have bugged out because I heard him state, "I told you I wasn't small!" He stepped closer to the bed and I saw it was partly erect. "I readied you, but you are very tight. Make it wet; the wetter the better." I was on the edge of the bed and took hold of it. He was both thick and long! So thick, to wrap around it I needed both hands, and so long, it was longer than any penis I had ever seen! I nearly couldn't get my mouth around it, but when I did, I looked up to see his head roll back at the pleasure. I could only get the head and an inch or two into my mouth.
I did my best to make it wet. Once he figured it was wet enough, he moved back and out of my mouth. "Is my pretty, little cocksucker ready?" he asked. I must have gotten a surprised look on my face because he shot me a look that said, 'make it look real.'
"Please, sir, fuck me!" I played along.
He climbed on the bed between my legs, took hold of his member, and rubbed it against my slit. He placed the head at my entrance and slowly pushed it in. "You're so fucking tight!" He gave me a minute to get used to the size, then asked, "Are you ready? Tell me what you need."
"Please, fuck me hard!" I urged.
With that, he slammed into me, stopping only when I screamed out in pain as he broke my hymen. I saw his eyes grow big as it hit him what happened. He went to stop, so I wrapped my legs around him, holding him in place. "Just give me a minute; let me get used to it. Please?" I touched his face to assure him I was still okay with this. After a bit, I spoke, "Can you go slow for now?"
For a couple of minutes, it was slow, then the pace picked up and it started feeling good. But Snape came sooner than I expected him to. When he slid out of me, I whimpered. He rolled over and I went to get up.
I felt his hand on my leg, stopping me. "That won't be enough. Give me a couple of minutes. Had I been expecting this, I would have taken steps to ensure once would be enough." He paused to catch his breath. "Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?"
I suddenly felt very naked next to him. "I got the feeling you wouldn't do what had to be done if you knew," I whispered.
"That should have been something special!" He wouldn't look at me and I was thankful.
"Special? It was one of the best reasons to do it! It was for a noble cause!"
"There will be a time when you will hate me for doing it," he predicted.
I had no argument. "It had to happen." I could feel his regret, and gratitude.
"I'll need a few minutes. You might want to use the bathroom," he suggested.
I was thankful for the escape. Once there, I closed the door, relieved myself, washed my hands, and tried to summon the courage to return to his bedroom. When I finally returned, his back was towards the door. There was a bottle on the bedside table that wasn't there before.
"There are things you should know," his rich voice said as I sat down on the bed.
"Okay."
"He has seen in my mind in the past and he is aware of my… tastes."
"Professor, don't sugarcoat it; just say it," I interrupted, something I never dreamed of doing to him before!
"It's well known that I enjoy things on the rougher side," he explained.
I might have been a virgin, but growing up in a house with as many brothers as I had, I knew more than most girls my age. There was a lot of printed material to read and learn from.
"Are we talking domination, or things that Carrow would like?" I asked, fearful of his reply.
He let out a long sigh. "Domination. Nothing too insane, but not gentle."
"I read about safe words," I confessed.
After a second or two he said, "Pineapple."
It took me a minute to realise he had just supplied a safe word. "Okay, will you be ready soon? I'm getting cold."
"I'm ready now, but charm your hair up. That way, it will look like another time."
The first time had lasted about three minutes of fucking, but the second time was about twenty minutes. Snape had us change positions four times and what shocked me was that I enjoyed it all! I liked my hair being pulled, him holding me down as he drilled into me, him spanking me, calling me dirty names. I actually got wetter as we went! I knew I would have a few bruises in the morning. After he finished, he again stopped me from leaving. "The last thing you need is to be tied to a snarky dungeon bat for life." He used words most students had used when talking about him. He grabbed his wand and did a charm to ensure I wouldn't end up pregnant.
As I rose, I noticed my clothing was sitting on the chair in the corner of the room.
"Miss Weasley, thank you," he stated quietly, not looking at me. I could feel the shame coming off of him.
"Sir, I'm sorry that you found being with me so repulsive." That was my one regret; that I expected him to be more excited. He was nearly forty, and having a sixteen year old should have got a better reaction. I couldn't explain the tear that was sliding down my cheek as I pulled my skirt on.
He spun around at my comment and looked at me for the first time since he agreed to this. "It's not you who is repulsive. I just raped you, not once, but twice. THAT'S repulsive!"
"No sir, it was me who suggested it," I stated, fumbling with my top.
"I will replace your damaged underwear," he offered.
"No need." I slipped out of the room. I didn't do the filing that night.
The first time Severus and I had sex, it wasn't love, or even passion. He had to request that the Dark Lord allow him his prize, me, to protect me from Carrow. Shortly after, I figured out he was protecting me. It didn't take long to also figure out he was still on our side.