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Summary: Madness is not a state of mind. Madness is a place. What happens when Harry stumbles into it and gets trapped there? A Harry Potter version of Alice in Wonderland but a thousand shades darker.

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Harry opened the back door and strode to Voldemort with something in his hand. As he drew closer Voldemort made out a whip and…the black belt Voldemort couldn't seem to part with.

"Found this in your duffel bag."

Harry held up the belt.

"I've been searching for it."

Voldemort shrugged.

"I like it."

Harry nodded then gazed up at the sky.

"Turn around."

He looked at Voldemort.

"We're going over to the basketball court."

Voldemort frowned, but he didn't question Harry. He began walking, bare feet, naked as he felt Harry's gaze on him. He wanted to ask Harry what he had planned, but the belt and the whip sort of gave things away. Why were they going to the basketball court, though?

The grass under his feet tickled as he walked. The scent of fresh cut grass still lingered in the air, and a warm gentle breeze brushed over his skin. Huge, bright spotlights shone on the court, making it appear almost like daylight, high noon. Once inside, he stood and waited for Harry to instruct him.

"I want you over at the pole."

Harry pointed to the nearest hoop with its long metal pole bolted to the ground.

Voldemort looked from it to Harry.

"What is…"

Harry growled,

"I don't want to hear you talk. Get over there and hug it."

He was angry. His tone gave him away, and Voldemort walked over, wrapping his arms around the pole, his back to Harry. The picture was coming together. Sure enough, Harry circled him and used the belt to wrap around Voldemort's wrist, securing him. Next, he unfurled the whip and let it drop. Voldemort gazed down at it, body already flushed with heat and anticipation.

He was on display. It didn't matter there wasn't anyone else around to witness it. He was on display for Harry, exposed. Voldemort got harder.

"Safe word?"

Voldemort stuttered,

"T-Toffee."

Harry barked out the next order,

"I want you to get loud,"

He circled Voldemort again, reaching out to touch him with the tip of the whip. Gentle. Caressing. Voldemort shuddered.

"I want you to scream."

He stepped behind Voldemort.

"That's the only sounds I want from you."

A sob caught in Voldemort's throat. He hadn't tasted the whip yet and already he was a mess. A sound cut through the air, sharp and loud, then the whip fell on him. His body twisted as fire bloomed. The pain instantly wet his eyes.

The whip whistled through the air again and again, landing on him, shoulder, left side, right. His ass. It burned and hurt, sharp, stinging, making him breathless.

"I love your sounds."

Harry spoke as he whipped him, voice a raspy crawl down Voldemort's spine, paining him as much as the whip.

"Your skin."

He caught Voldemort on the left shoulder, the very tip of the whip sliding across his skin and jarring him. He bucked, crying out as tears ran down his face.

"All those tattoos, beautiful and colourful. Like you."

The whip landed on Voldemort's lower back, yanking a pained shout. The force of it lifted him onto his tiptoes. His head bowed. The belt around his wrists held him in place. Otherwise maybe he'd have run from it, not the whipping, but the emotion behind it, the emotion dripping from Harry's voice onto him.

"I love everything about you, V."

Harry concentrated on Voldemort's ass.

"Everything. You're worth it."

He alternated blows, lashing Voldemort's back. His choked words cut off then began again.

"You're worth everything to me. I want you to choose me, even when the time comes that you won't want to."

Voldemort didn't know if the whip or Harry's words were the cause of his loud, hacking sobs. But they were, ripping from his throat.

"Choose me when your head says no."

The whip climbed up his back, making Voldemort sway, shake. The belt buckle knocked against the pole as he tugged on it. Clang. Clang. Clang.

"Choose me. Choose us."

The beating didn't falter even though Harry's voice did from time to time, and no matter how Voldemort bucked away, how much he arched and tried to escape it—the whip and the words—they kept coming and coming, drowning him in the fiery pain. His chest heaved.

"You. Are. The. Love. Of. My. Life."

Harry punctuated each word with a blow. Voldemort backed each one up with a cry. Too much. His body was ablaze, going up in flames, and yet his chest hurt more. His heart hurt more.

"Nothing else matters,"

Harry snarled.

"Nothing else should matter. Except my love for you. And your love for me."

The blows changed. Almost as if he'd switched hands. More concentrated on Voldemort's right side.

"Tell me you understand."

Harry caught him on the underside of his right ass cheek, the back of his thigh.

Voldemort screamed.

"Tell me you know this."

The other thigh, right under his ass.

"Tell me you know."

He was begging, Harry was begging. And Voldemort wanted to answer, but his tongue was heavy, too heavy to form words. Even if he could, the sobs pouring from him didn't allow him the opportunity to speak so he nodded his head.

Did he believe Harry loved him? Could he? Dare he? He nodded again. Harder, this time. Faster. And Harry's strokes flew the same. Harder. Faster.

"I love you. I love you, V."

He flicked the whip up to Voldemort's right shoulder.

"I love you."

Just like that the blows stopped. Something dropped onto Voldemort's neck. Warm. Water. He sagged, throat hoarse then Harry was there, pressed against his overheated back, against the welts that had to already be formed. Skin to skin.

Something dripped again. Faster this time. More. Voldemort couldn't even lift his head up to look, but he didn't have to. The skies opened up on them as Harry brought his hard cock to Voldemort's hole. He was slicked up. Voldemort wasn't. He wasn't prepped, but he didn't care. Harry just slammed in.

Voldemort keened. The force of Harry invasion yanked his head up, and he threw his ass back, slamming onto the cock tearing him open even though it burned and burned some more. Rain pelted them, splashing onto his back, lashing his face, stinging his eyes. The wounds sizzled, ached so sweet. Voldemort hissed, numb fingers clawing at the pole as Harry sank his teeth into Voldemort's shoulder and pounded into him.

All sounds were strangled in his throat and all he could give was grunts.

Pained. Loud. Grunts. But he could move and he reared back on the cock in his ass, possessing him, owning him. Harry thrust in and out, their skin sliding over each other, wet from the rain. He put a hand flat on Voldemort's back, over the fresh welts.

Voldemort moaned and arched into the touch. His cock was beyond hard, beyond hurting. All of that fogged his brain, bowed his spine, curled his toes. He panted, but just then Harry clawed at him, fingers digging into the evidence of his whipping, and Voldemort screamed as he came.

Harry shouted at his ear, more heat filling Voldemort. He lurched forward, forehead banging against the metal pole as he tumbled into blackness, still screaming.

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