The eyes of Winter

Please R&R....keep reading and I\'ll keep writing.....Shaolin
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Chapter 13...Terms of Enslavement

Draco Malfoy stood dumbstruck as she rode away from him. The last minute replaying
in his mind. He didn\'t know whether to be angry, but his tight pants told him otherwise.
She had surprised him. Quick as a fox she had changed before his eyes. One second mildly
amused then next, a force to be reckoned with.

\'What the fuck did I do?\' he questioned himself silently. Not knowing why she had
suddenly became so pissed off. \'But if she was really pissed why does she want me at
breakfast tomorrow?\'

He flew back to the Quidditch pitch where he called practice off, and sulked his
way back to the castle. Mind racing, torn between what he knew and what he wanted
her to show him. She just couldn\'t leave him hanging like this, and he wasn\'t going
to let her.

Instead of heading up the great steps of the castle he turned and ed fed for the
stable. Using his broom to make it there faster, he had to catch her. Draco maneuvered
to the side of the stable, listening to her. She was talking to someone.

\"Off all the arrogant little...\" She trailed off, and slammed the tack room door.
\"Damn it, I see that men here are no different. I should of fucking known! AHHH, I
hate this shit. Why did I fall for that rose bit? I was dumb, huh?\"

No answer, just a soft nicker from Onyx. He laughed to himself, she talking
to her horse. He came around the front and leaned in the doorway. Just as she
had threw a grooming brush into the wall making a loud THUD.

\"Wow!\", he looked at her and let a whistle come out. \"You sure are beautiful
angry.\"

She dropped down squatting in front of Onyx, he was to tall to look over.

\"I thought I told you breakfast tomorrow, Malfoy.\"

She didn\'t want to be like this. She longed to let go of her aggressive nature,
but it was all she knew. Never set yourself up for disappointment. This way Winter
ruled over everything. No surprises.

\"Well maybe I want to take you to dinner,*tonight*. Not to mention your exit was
less than appealing. I didn\'t mean to offend, really.\" It really wasn\'t an apology,
his voice was too slick.

\"HHMMMMM.\" It was her only reply.

\"Winter, really. What the fuck did I do?\"

He was certainly clueless, and she decided to let him in on it.

\"Well lets see.\"

She rose and took a couple steps toward him. The only sun that shone that
day had found his hair, almost illuminating it as he waited for her reply. Gods, he
was beautiful! He also had said her name again, and she couldn\'t help but feel
the soft pull between her legs, forcing herself to ignore it.

\"Put it this way, Malfoy. You don\'t joke about things you don\'t understand. You
insult my intelligence by doing so.\"

He wished she would stop calling him Malfoy. He wanted to hear his name from her
lips again. Looking down he took a few steps forward also.

\"Will you help me understand?\" His words were soft as he looked up, but his eyes
were softer. He was close now, and his long arms were slinking around her waist.

She stiffened, not wanting to be this close to someone. It had been too long
since she felt the warmth of another. She slowly brought her leg up, wanting to
reach her riding whip, but he caught her hand.

\"Don\'t you dare.\"

It wasn\'t a command, but merely a sly request. His warm breath in her ear as
he spoke. He had caught her in a weak moment. Lonely and a stranger here in this
place, longing only to leave. Then his mouth was on hers, and she lost herself
within his kiss. He tasted sweet and inviting, and she melted into him.

Soft lips and firm hands sweeping around her fully now, bringing her into him
for another kiss. Deeper and his tongue was pushing moist lips apart to taste her
mouth. He pulled back in surprise as his tongue hit something hard on hers.
Only arching his eyebrow at her in question.

Winter smiled coyly, and stuck out her tongue. Slightly backing from him so he could
see the barbell that ran through the middle of it.

\"Holy Merlin!\" His eyes were wide now too, much like his Quidditch teammates on
the steps earlier that morning. \"What is that?\"

\"Obviously you people don\'t have a good tattoo and piercing studio around
here.\" She laughed at his blank look. Still waiting for an answer. \"It\'s a piercing,
Malfoy. Don\'t wizards have them?\"

\"I think not. What the hell is it used for anyway?\" He was still giving her
that look of not really understanding. She could only laugh at how his face would
look if only he could really comprehend its advantages.

\"Well, if you\'re good I might let you know. Until then you have to use your
imagination.\"

Realization dawned on Draco\'s face as the puzzle pieces fit into place. A truly
evil grin worthy of a Slytherin spread across his face. He bent his head down
again to catch another kiss, but she was pulling away. Turning her eyes from his.
Without a word she had began to untie Onyx and led him into his stall. Locking
the latch on the door, still not meeting his questioning eyes.

\"What is it?\"

He was coming towards her again, and she knew she couldn\'t resist him. Body
was burning hot, yearning for a warm touch, and his was incredible. He was
so tall now that they were face to face, and his green robes hung so well
off his strong shoulders. Not wanting to lose herself in him once more, she
put her hand up.

\"Stop.\" She had to get control, she was losing it fast and she had to regain
her composer. To her surprise he stopped in mid step and looked at her, puzzled
by her actions. \"You will come to me on my terms.\"

Her demeanor had changed once again, the dark half taking her over as her eyes
got stormy. \"You *will* know them before you take another step.\" Dominance
searing her words. \"Do not think I forgot your words. If you want love, you will
not find it with me. You will become mine to do with what I please. Furthermore,
you will not find it with another, or anything else. Your respect for me shall
be boundless. UNDERSTAND?\"

Draco nodded slowly coming to grips with what she had said. Never had a
woman dared try to control him. His family was known as one of the most powerful
in the wizarding world and usually people groveled at their feet. Yet she
knew nothing about the Malfoy family legacy of pain, torture, and death. She only
knew what was standing before her, and he had showed her weakness.

Winter watched his face as his mind mulled over her last statements. He
obviously was fighting internally with his very nature. Not wanting to
change, to conform to her rules, but obviously wanting her in the way that
only a man can want a woman. Teetering between obsession and need.

She knew now it was time to seal the deal before he said anything else.
Stepping towards him getting dangerously close, lifting her leg so that her knee
pushed up on his crotch. \"Do you agree, Mr.Malfoy?\"

Winter snaked her hand around his neck, suddenly balling a strong fist of his hair
at the nape of his neck. Listening to the startled strangled cry that escaped his
lips that was composed of fear and the burning lust he felt as her knee stroked
him. \"Tell me NOW! I can always find someone else to fulfill my desires.\"

\"NO,\" he choked out,\"I will do anything you wish.\"

\"Good\", she purred into his ear, letting loose for his blonde locks,sending
bolts of excitement through his body. Only making his erection throb harder as
she brought their mouths together once again. She was more forceful than
before, having taken all his power over her back. Sending him into ecstasy
as his long standing wish was fulfilled. A woman with all the power, even
over him.

Not fumbling or giggling as the others had done. Her expert fingers toying
with his neck and scratching softly as she moaned into his mouth. It was
everything she had to pull back from him.

\'Not here, and not like this.\' she thought. Only wanting to throw him
down and show him a few things, but that would be too easy. She would
make him beg for release. He needed to learn true respect for someone, and
she was going to be the one he showed it to.

\"I think we should really get back,\" Winter turned from him already
missing his touch. \"But before we do I want you to know a few things.\"

He watched her intently as his loins felt like they were on fire,
missing her touch also. It filled him with such strong yearning, it
was like a drug.

\"You are mine, you belong to me, and everything that may happen
between us belongs to me too. You may call me by my name in public,
because I understand you have developed quite a reputation here, but
remember this I am *always* your Mistress.\"

Draco knew she meant what she said. His mind was reeling at his newly
struck deal and the almost adoration he felt for this woman that stood
before him, but his past haunted him. How could he ever keep both
halves going at once. Socially dominant, yet sexually submissive.

He could think of only one thing to say, \"Yes,Mistress\", and this time
it was not full of sarcasm only the will to please her.

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