THE END

could tell she resisted the urge to scream out in horror. Standing there with a smug smile on my face, I watched her.

Frozen in place with fear, She just stared at me with her beautiful brown eyes never leaving my shockingly blue ones.

I moved toward her slowly letting my eyes feast over her voluptuous body. I sure picked a winner.

She must have felt me undressing her unconsciously, that she wrapped her hands around her body and started moving backward though she had little space for the bed was in her way. She fell back on it and moved up the bed away from me.

"Why Virginia, aren't you happy to see me?" I asked messing with her mind.

Her response was a squeak from the back of the throat. She needed to move away from me but had no where to go. The door was right behind me and I knew she was too terrified to even be close to me. She just moved higher up the bed.

And I followed.

Her head hit the wall signaling she was trapped. I was mere inches away from her and felt the heat radiating off her terrified body. One hand came forward to brush the hair that fell from her bun off her face.

I felt her stiffen at my touch and her eyes closed automatically.

No words were said as I stared at he memorizing its features. Her soft yet firm skin, the tan complexion from many hours working for me, and her light red lips, just begging me to taste them.

I moved even closer to her, seeing her unconsciously trying to get away from me but there was no where to run.

Using my fingers, I lifted her chin, so she could look at me. She opened her big brown eyes, and stared at me, pleading to let her go. The aura of innocence that radiated off her drove me wild with lust.

"What do you want from me?" she squeaked "

I chuckled.

"Everything." I replied staring into her eyes. My other hand that wasn't holding her face moved down her neck and onto her bountiful chest.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" she yelled regaining courage and trying to squirm away from my touch.

My lips captured hers in a kiss that wasn't near gentle. I had to teach her to fear me and at the same time want me.

She tasted of vanilla.

Though she was thrashing around, my hands got her robes undone. She had nothing underneath except her bra and underwear for the lack of clothes her family had to endure.

A hand grabbed a breast and squeezed it lightly. She whimpered into my mouth making me harder than I already was. Seeing her in pain was a big turn-on so I decided to cause more.

My lips moved from her luscious lips to the light bronze skin on her neck and bite down hard.

A scream erupted from her mouth and the thrashing got worse.

I was getting irritated.

I pulled her until she was lying on the bed and bound her hands over her head and her feet to the bottom post of the bed but open enough for me to have fun.

Tears fell out of her eyes as she pleaded with me to let her go. I was beyond being compassionate.

I undress her with a snap of my fingers (A/N: I had to add that. Seemed more reasonable.) and feasted my eyes on all she had to offer.

Everything about her body was perfect.

Perfect breast, waist, legs, skin and face. Seemed that starvation did her good.

I could not wait any longer and went for one of her breast again but this time with my mouth. I bite down on it to cause pain to rake through her body. Using a hand, I squeezed her other nipple just as hard making it as erect as the one in my mouth.

Whimpers came from her above me.

Kissing her slowly downward, I made it to her opening which I was surprised to find wet. Even though she hated being violated, (I could tell) her body reacted to me. It won't be long now.

A finger darted forward to toward her opening. I pushed a finger through it noting how very tight she was telling me she had never been taking before.

Hooray for me.

I pushed my finger in and out of her slow at first then faster. She cried out still pleading for me to stop.

Never.

I wanted her to be in pain. Not just physical pain but mental as well. I knew she found pleasure in this activity but would never voice it. I wanted to make sure she KNEW she was being turned on by the Dark Lord. Her cries soon turned to moans. Unconscious moans but moans all the same.

Suddenly I stop.

I didn't want to take her that instant. It would be too soon and I wanted to savor it.

I got up from my position and undid her bindings. Also I magically got her "clothes" back on her.

She wasn't able to move from what she had experience. Just looking at her in that state made me harder than ever but good things come to those who wait right?

Bending down, I gave her a bruising parting kiss.

"I'll be seeing you later Virginia," I said before exiting the room.