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Fated	By : Cle Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Hermione/Voldemort Views: 14592 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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From now on, Hermione I order you to call me Master, do you understand?” Riddle whispers as he pushes hard on my mound and I push into his chest in shock.
“ Yes, Master! " I sob in horror as I climax hard in Riddle’s lap. I breathe raggedly and bury my head in his chest as the pleasure shocks through my core. He begins to stroke my hair as I cry relentlessly.
“Good girl” He murmurs.
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Riddle continues to run his fingers through my hair as I remain fixated on his lap. My breathing returns to normal as I come down from my forced orgasm. Tears continue to leak silently down my face while Riddle’s magic slowly caresses me. I began to drift to sleep as my eyes grow heavy…I’m shifted awake as Riddle grabs my long curls and pulls. My neck snaps back and I startle in surprise. I look at him as he smiles innocently.
“There’s no time for rest now princess, we must complete the bond”, Riddle says this while licking his lips and leering at my body. He still holds my brown curls tightly in his fist.
“ What are you… how is this bond completed?” I ask breathlessly, already knowing the answer. Riddle finally let’s go of my hair and wraps a finger under my collar, I lean forward as he gently pulls me closer.
" We must join bodies and I then shall be your complete master… body and soul” He finishes as his lips dance around my collarbone. I moan again, and he chuckles deeply.
“You may have my body and soul but you shall never have my mind master” I spitefully retort, I thank Merlin that he no longer had free access to my mind or I would be utterly ruined.
“We’ll see Hermione, after all an eternity is a very long time” with those words Riddle and I disappear from the throne room.
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Riddle throws me back onto the massive bed, I’m a flash of curls and red fabric as I land in the middle. I automatically scamper to the far end, away from the monster. Riddle slowly takes off his black jacket, revealing an expensive black button up and toned arms. He moves over to me like a snake approaching prey. I continue to back up until I’m against the black stoned bed frame, nowhere to go.
“You just can’t take me, I’m not your property,” I say slowly, as if trying to reason with him.
“Oh, but I can Hermione, we are fated to be together, even Potter could not take what is mine? don’t you see?” Riddle asks cruelly as he continues to crawl slowly over to me.
“How do you know that?” I ask in shock.
“Fae glamour, your father must have cast it on you as a child, I’m sure every time you’ve gotten close to the opposite sex with intentions of defiling yourself, you and your partner would become confused and forgetful of your choices. This ensured you would remain a virgin until the Slytherin heir reclaimed his life debt, as I shall do now”, He says this as he grabs my left ankle and yanks roughly. I yelp painfully as I slide on the slippery emerald silk sheets towards him. I whimper as he magically forces my arms above my head and my legs wide open. I gasp in shock as he snaps his fingers and I’m in nothing but emerald green lingerie. My brown nipples harden through the lacy material. I stare frightened in my vulnerable state. Riddle leans over me and takes in my naked form.
“I must say, you really pull off my house colors” He starts to lazily pinch my right nipple and I arch my back in compliance.
" Aghh!" I yelp.
“Such a responsive little pet, aren’t you?” He asks, switching to my left nipple as he continued to pinch my flesh.
“I’m not your pet!” I whimper breathlessly, I begin to feel my lace underwear dampen. Get ahold of yourself, Hermione, moaning wantonly for the enemy. I bite my lip hard.
“You’re not my pet what?…” He asks darkly and I began to feel that tightening feeling in my throat, a warning.
“I’m not your pet… master” I say weakly, the words loosen the constricting magic. I close my eyes in embarrassment. I’m nothing but his whore now.
As if to emphasize just that, Riddle flicks his wand and my lingerie is gone. I try to break out of my hold, the gold swirls began to ignite, dancing around my arms and back.
“ You are truly one of a kind Hermione... and your all mine” Riddle slowly laps at my nipples hungrily, I stifle a moan.
“Do you like that Hermione?” Riddle purrs, he slowly trails his tongue to my stomach and licks my navel.
“ Go...fuck…yourself master” I moan slowly, as his magic begins to swirl around my heightened body.
“Why when I can fuck you?” Riddle latches his mouth onto my clitoris and sucks hard, His eyes harden as I arch forward.
“Mmph! Yes!” I pant in utter shock, my eyes widen as Riddle relentlessly laps at my center, every so often biting my nub. This feels sooo good I think as I stare at Riddle with lust filled eyes. My mouth parts open in need…
“You taste like apricots”, he growls as gazes up from feasting and stares with red eyes.
Riddle’s red eyes snap me out of my pleasure induced trance. I lurch up and try to fight off the connection. I sob in fear, this is happening whether I wanted it or not. Riddle stops licking me as I continue to sob. My juices drip from his chin as he stares at me with a malicious grin.
“Just get it over with,” I say quietly.
Riddle laughs while grabbing my throat, “Oh no my princess, I won’t take you until you beg me too”
I stare mortified and whisper “I will never beg”
“ I believe we both know you will… I order you to count out every orgasm I give you, shall we?”
“Yes, master” I sob, knowing full well that my body will do whatever he wants. Riddle suddenly flicks his elder wand and my arms are yanked upwards! I’m now hanging from the ceiling, my hands still magically bound above my head. I wince in pain as my toes barely grace the bed. Riddle gets on his knees and stares level to my flat stomach.
“Remember to count Hermione, you’ve already had one in the throne room, now, where was I?” Riddle grabs my golden thighs and lifts them onto his shoulders. I am completely at his mercy as he begins to lick my sopping core. He adds one slender middle finger to my slicked entrance and pushes in slowly as he sucks my clit. I hiss loudly, not accustomed to the foreign feeling but wanting more. He begins to flex his finger forward as if telling me to come over. I begin to feel an electric pressure build below. I try to stifle my moans of pleasure, but I cannot. How dare my body betray me! I think bitterly as my hips roll forward, trying their hardest to make his finger plunge deeper into my unexplored cavern. I’m at that cliff of pleasure when Riddle slaps my ass hard and I come for him.
Sobbing I cry “Two, master!”
My thighs began to twitch with the after-effects of Riddle’s torment, I dangle my head in shame as he continues to pleasure me with his mouth and hands. I hang helplessly as orgasm after orgasm is pulled from my body. Riddle eyes never leave mine as I moan and rotate in pleasure. His magic pinches my nipples as if his aura was made of flesh itself.
" You orgasm so beautifully, Hermione"
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45 mins later.
“Five, master!” I cry out, as the fifth orgasm shatters my tired body” My eyes roll to the back and my curls spark with pleasure and magic. My body drips with sweat and my back aches from hanging so long. I’ve fought as much as I can but Riddle is too skilled, It makes me wonder what else he’s good at… I think this as I guide my eyes to look at his groin, I notice a very big bulge. I lick my lips.
“Are you ready for me to take you, Hermione? you certainly feel ready for me... Your such a good faery princess getting nice and wet for your master. ” Riddle purrs wickedly as he runs his fingers across my swollen dripping slit, glistening with my juices and his saliva. I jump up as his finger lightly touches my overly abused clitoris, before plunging two fingers into me.
“Mmmm” I grumble weakly as I'm still dangling from the ceiling.
I can’t take much more of this. My body felt boneless and I refuse to admit how bad I wanted him to fill me! Ugh, this was pure torture! I wanted my tormentor to impale me violently with his cock. I wanted him to fill the ache between my legs so bad…I sob as I finally open my legs wider, staring at him in defeat.
“You know what to say pet,” Riddle says darkly as he eyes me.
“ Please…Master” I whisper in disgrace.
“ Please what pet?” Riddle taunts as he slowly pumps his two fingers in and out of my slickness.
“ Please… fuck me master” I whimper. I want it now. I can’t take the stimulation anymore. Riddle removes his wet fingers and I moan in disappointment.
He smiles wickedly, his eyes dark and foreboding as he removes the rest of his clothing. The rest of his body is as flawless as his face and I moan at the unfairness. I stare greedily at his chiseled abs and toned chest, his skin was pale and smooth with a smattering of curly hair near his navel, I guide my heavy-lidded eyes lower until I see his penis. I whimper at the size, there’s no fucking way that’s fitting, I think as I stare in horror. Riddles penis was massive! It had to be about eleven inches and was entirely too thick. The head was huge, and his thick shaft was laced with thick veins. All in all, it was a damn snake I gasp in horror and partly clouded lust.
Riddle chuckles as he lowers my sore body to the bed and lines the head of his massive penis to my slippery entrance. I stare waiting, Riddle gazes to my golden orbs wide with fright, he uses the head to slowly massage my clit and says, “ You don’t know how long I’ve waited to have you exactly where you are now. You, the destroyer of all my plans, Potter would not have survived long without your cleverness…now I have you beneath me, where you belong” Riddle pushes in hard, as his teeth clamp down on my exposed throat.
“AHHRGHMHH” I sob as the feeling of his head breaking my hymen startles me awake from my lust induced state. It hurts badly! Like the feeling of being ripped open from the inside out. I try to push him off of me, my nails scratching his chest and arms. Riddles continues to pump in and out of my deflowered hole. He growls loudly as he finally pushes himself to the hilt. No amount of foreplay has me ready for this. It’s pure agony.
“ Please stoooop master, please!” I sob as I continue to try and push him off me. However, Riddle is relentless as he pounds into me with cruel anger, he continues to suck my neck, blood dripping onto my serpentine collar.
“ You…feel…so…tight…Her…mione” Riddle growls, plunging to the hilt with every word, as if my pleas to stop only egged him on. I stare at him with wide eyes as he begins to massage my tired clitoris again.
“NO!” I beg as he begins to pinch my pearl with fervor.
“ Yes” Riddle says cruelly as he drags another orgasm from me.
“Six, master!” I cry out as he flips me over and takes me from behind. I moan as the pain finally starts to lessen. At this angle, every thrust is met with pleasured gasps. I lower my head and push my ass backwards onto Riddle. Not caring that I was being fucked hard… I wanted to come again.
Riddle yanks my curls and grabs the side of my waist roughly as he continues to pound into me.I continue to moan like the wanton slut I’ve become.
“Your mine, do you understand?” Ask Riddle through clenched teeth. His pumps become faster and deeper.
“Yes, Master!” I scream as I orgasm for the last time tonight, my tight walls clamp onto Riddle and he fills me with his warm semen, growling as he does. I fall onto my stomach in exhaustion. My eyes close and I drift off covered in sweat, my blood, and Riddle’s cum.
" Seven" Riddle smirks.
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I slowly dress as I stare down at what’s mine hungrily. I will never get enough. Hermione is still covered in our mess, beautiful, she was so exhausted that she passed out after her seventh orgasm, I’ll aim for ten next time I think as I stroke the red bite mark I inflicted on her neck. She moans, and I lick my lips. With a flick of my wand, I apply a contraceptive charm and clean her. Afterward, I tuck her into bed and walk up the round stairway to my personal library. There I pour myself a fire whiskey, touching my wand to my temple as I pull forth my memories of the last two hours, all the way from the throne room up until this very moment, and empty them into a clear vial. I cork the bottle and finish my fire whiskey in one gulp. I look over the banister at Hermione one more time before apparating away.
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I can’t sleep I think as the chain around my ankle rattles. Every night is followed by nightmares…nightmares of her screaming… of her blood everywhere… I retch bile all over the Malfoy Dungeon as my scar begins to burn.
“ Hermione” I whisper weakly as I push my cracked glasses upwards and stare at my tiny cell. They separated Ron and I… I actually didn’t know how long I’ve been here. Days? Months? I didn’t know. All I knew was that Hermione was in danger…I’m startled from my sleep as an apparition pop is heard in my tiny cell. I open my eyes and see Riddle standing before me, he stares down at me with black eyes.
“ Riddle…what did you do with Hermione?” I ask fiercely, gritting through the pain.
“Hello Potter, that’s actually why I’m here”, He says while conjuring a black pensive and pouring silvered smoke into the stone. He vanishes my ankle chain, freeing me from my binds
“ Care to have a look?” He asks innocently.
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