Punishment
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,155
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Punishment
Authoress: Bouncyness
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters or their world. J.K. Rowling does.
A/N: Set shortly after Professor Snape joins Voldemort’s ranks, which I’m assuming is shortly after he graduates from Hogwarts
Warnings: M/M Slash, BDSM
Punishment
Severus had fucked up. He’d had one simple task: find out what Dumbledore’s next move was. But he’d fucked it up. And now he had to be punished. The boy looked so lovely and vulnerable on his hands and knees on the floor, held in place with a spell.
Voldemort loved the sound of his hand connecting with the flesh of the young man’s firm back side.
He took a moment to peruse his work. His canvas was sufficiently primed. He gripped his wand firmly in his fist and began to slowly and steadily smack his servant’s ass with it. He muttered a spell and the tip of the long piece of wood grew razor sharp. He began to draw pretty abstract swirls in the abused flesh before him. The shallow incisions filled up with rich vibrant crimson in the wake of his wand.
Voldemort loved the taste of blood.
He mercilessly punished the man before him with his tongue, gently caressing one moment, brutally invading the next. And judging from the moans issuing from the body beneath him, Severus was enjoying himself. This punishment had always worked on his minions before. None of them had ever liked it and had gone to great lengths to prevent themselves from ever having to endure it again.
Voldemort supposed he’d have to find something more inventive to punish Severus with.
Later that night…
It took a while but he finally found it. The perfect torture weapon. He knew that the recordings of muggle songs would come in handy one day.
“Master,” Severus whimpered pitifully. “Please, I can’t take any more of the throbbing Disco beat.”
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters or their world. J.K. Rowling does.
A/N: Set shortly after Professor Snape joins Voldemort’s ranks, which I’m assuming is shortly after he graduates from Hogwarts
Warnings: M/M Slash, BDSM
Punishment
Severus had fucked up. He’d had one simple task: find out what Dumbledore’s next move was. But he’d fucked it up. And now he had to be punished. The boy looked so lovely and vulnerable on his hands and knees on the floor, held in place with a spell.
Voldemort loved the sound of his hand connecting with the flesh of the young man’s firm back side.
He took a moment to peruse his work. His canvas was sufficiently primed. He gripped his wand firmly in his fist and began to slowly and steadily smack his servant’s ass with it. He muttered a spell and the tip of the long piece of wood grew razor sharp. He began to draw pretty abstract swirls in the abused flesh before him. The shallow incisions filled up with rich vibrant crimson in the wake of his wand.
Voldemort loved the taste of blood.
He mercilessly punished the man before him with his tongue, gently caressing one moment, brutally invading the next. And judging from the moans issuing from the body beneath him, Severus was enjoying himself. This punishment had always worked on his minions before. None of them had ever liked it and had gone to great lengths to prevent themselves from ever having to endure it again.
Voldemort supposed he’d have to find something more inventive to punish Severus with.
Later that night…
It took a while but he finally found it. The perfect torture weapon. He knew that the recordings of muggle songs would come in handy one day.
“Master,” Severus whimpered pitifully. “Please, I can’t take any more of the throbbing Disco beat.”