Bellatrix/Voldemort - 82 words
He looked into her eyes, her face rested in his palm.
"My lord, I would do anything for you."
His lips whisper across her face.
His thoughts whisper across her mind.
Her pain reaches out to him. Hold me it says, punish me it says.
Free me she screams, her madness over taking her. She needs these times.
For him to relieve this ache.
And when he is done she drops to the floor.
"My love, I would do anything for you."