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No Longer Himself	By : starstruck86 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Lucius/Ron Views: 22176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: No Longer
Himself
Pairing: Lucius/Ron
Rating: NC-17

Word Count:
1,009
Warnings:
Mentions of non-con, M/s situation, Voldemort Won AU, chastity
devices, Mpreg.
Summary: Lucius has never owned such a
sweet toy before...

“Are you finished?”

My
question carries into the bathroom, where I hear draining water from
the bath.

“Just a minute...”

His reply is
courteous and light, a far cry from the beginning of our story.
Seconds later he emerges, wrapped in an embroidered robe. He smells
of white flowers. If he has an issue with the feminine scented
lotions and potions I force on on him, he has never said so. I have
forced many things on him, but he hasn't complained for months. The
beginning was a continual fight -of escapes, of attempts to harm
himself to be free, of hatred.

I do not know when Ronald
Weasley realised he was safest within the walls of my grand manor,
but it has happened. No thanks to my son, of course. Draco nearly
ruined everything. Just as the boy had begun to calm, to think that
he was safe, my son stole into the room he was held in and raped him.
At that point his hands were still chained to the wall to protect
him, and my vile offspring abused the fact. The stench of abuse swept
from under the door. For all my sins, I have never gone that
far.

When I first had the redhead, he trembled and cried,
finally lost and finally succumbing. But there was no fight -he was
mine.

His lifting arm catches my eye. He dries his hair with
the limited magic he is allowed. The tresses are thick and
shoulder-length, waving gently. I take immaculate care of my gift. He
has the finest clothes and food. I give him everything that I can,
though, of course, my indulgence is frowned upon by my wife, my son,
my peers and the Dark Lord. Without my own quick thinking he would
have been taken from me to sleep naked and been abused like the
others of his kind.

My mind saved him. My longing for his
body, all slim and angular, to be mine in another state. I see the
swollen bump beneath his robe and smile.

“Come
here.”

Ron obediently acquiesces, padding across the
carpet.

“Where are your slippers, angel?”

He
shrugs and waits for his next command. I give him everything and he
repays me with his consent, his unfailing acceptance of my wants. He
is not numb in his mind, nor is he broken -but he is completely mine.
I slide my fingers through the parting in his robe and caress his
belly, in which my unborn child is curled.

My wife is
disgusted. She no longer haunts the Manor with her beauty. Draco
remains. Ron has the run of the whole north wing. This is generous
for a blood traitor, but what can I say?

“How are you
finding this?” I ask, fingering the metal band at the base of
his penis. It is unforgiving and the hook which disappears between
his legs and plunges into his anus is cruelly executed.

“It
feels strange... but a good strange.”
“You're enjoying
it?” I ask in surprise. He nods.

I pull him forward to
straddle my knees and sit there, with his own knees bent, feet flat
on the floor.

“And your body? Are you tired? In
pain?”
“No, master, I am fine.”
“I am
not your master now. You are my mistress. I've told you this.”
“You
never said what else to call you.” He looks uncomfortable.
“My
name, perhaps?” I tease.

A blush creeps over his pale
cheeks.

“I can't.”
“Why not? I have long
since stopped calling you pet.”
“Can you call me that
again?”
“Why?”
“Because I'm not him any
more. Not Ron. Not as I was. He wouldn't have given up... wouldn't be
pregnant when it's so unnatural...”

I sit in silence. He
has never once aired his opinion on his pregnancy before now.

“I'm
not complaining,” he adds hastily, looking frightened.
“Had
I not impregnated you, you would have been taken from me and more men
like my son would have had control of you. I have complete confidence
that you would not even be alive at this moment.”
“Ron
would want that. He wouldn't prefer this life over death, like I
do.”
“Men change when faced with choices, and you had
a choice which most men will never face in their lives.”
“I
don't consider it a choice,” he says guiltily. “Whilst I
can say I was forced... this isn't my fault.”
“You
choose to blame me instead.” I laugh with acknowledgement.
“Well, I have been blamed for far worse.”

He
smiles a weak little smile. I pull him closer and inhale from his
neck. There is a scar there, a remnant of desperate measures from
months before. I kiss it, and Ron shivers in my arms.

“You
can be whom you wish to be in your own mind,” I whisper in his
ear. “But in mine, you are Ronald Bilius Weasley, and you
belong to me. I impregnated you with my seed and you will bear me a
child. I will never let either of you go. Do you understand
me?”

Perhaps my grip has become uncomfortable on his
waist; he wriggles slightly. I feel the metal of his anal lock brush
against my knee.

“Whoever you are,” I close my
hand around his shaft, squeezing it, “You are mine.”

It
takes very little time to work him into a state, for pearly juice to
have gathered at the tip of his cock. I smother some on my finger and
put it to his lips.

“Suck.”

He does.

“Do
you want to come?” I play.
“Yes please.”

He
looks so beautiful bound up in metal, I cannot give him his pleasure
yet. Not when, after an hour of exquisite torture, he will look so
much better.

I pick up my wand and his eyes widen with
hope.

“No, angel.”

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