I used the Floo powder to transport myself at the Ministry of Magic. Today was my first day. Me who had being so scared to not get any job because of being from a muggle family, was reassured that there was a protection under Muggles. There even was a Misuse of Muggle Artefacts office.
The decor wasn't what I imagined it to be. It almost feel cold. There wasn't a lot of light and the dark walls were making me uncomfortable. I made my way through the halls as there was nobody in sight.
Maybe everyone was out or occupied in their office.
I finally arrived, standing in front of the door, ready to knock. However, something refrained me to do so. The job wouldn't be complicated. Filling reports, responding and sending letters with owls...But the real question I keep asking myself was...
Who was my superior?
It's not like anyone has being loquacious about it. They only gave me unsured and worried glances. Was this job going to be that bad?
I sighed. Now was not the time to stress over something I was oblivious about. My hand was close before a masculine voice responded on the other side of the door. «Who is it?» My knuckles hadn't time to touch the wood of the door. How did he know I was outside?
I took a deep breath. «I am the new assistant. They told me this is where I would be working.»
The silence was followed by a «come in.». Entering, my eyes naturally gazed in front of me after I closed the door behind. All of my body suddenly was strucked like someone used the petrificus totalus spell on me. I couldn't move. Only fear was present and I am sure if I could see myself, my eyes would be as large as a quaffle.
My boss was Lucius Malfoy?!
I stood there in silence. Why did the Ministry put me under him? Everyone with a bit of knowledge knows Lucius Malfoy dislike, no, despise Muggles. It wasn't a secret, and here I was, going to work for this arrogant, fickle, and bigoted character. He is good looking, from what I first imagined with all of the rumors. It proves the devil is beautiful. I shook my head, now was not the time to fantasize. If I was lucky, I wasn't going to be cursed or dead at the end of the day.
«So, you are the assistant they couldn't stop talking about.» The man voice trailed off while looking at documents. «The results are quite impressives for a...» His cold eyes stared at mine. «mudblood.»
My eyebrows furrowed at his choice of words. Not that I was surprised, far from it. Still, it wasn't a word used in respectful conversations. Even him should know that. I forced a smile. «Glad my notes are awe-inspiring enough for the great Lucius Malfoy.» His eye twitched in annoyance. Got him.
The man seemed to control well his exterior beside that sign. «Take a seat, Miss. Everleigh.» I walked at the front of his desk, sitting on the cushionned chair.
Strangely, as I was closer now I couldn't help myself but look at him. His long blond hair tied neatly with a dark ribbon. His piercing blue eyes looking at you with so much insolence that it makes the heart pumping rapidly in a good way instead of feeling angrier. His broad shoulders and large hands. I bit my lips, starting to get in my own minded world.
The Daily Prophet newspaper didn't do him good compared to the view I had on him now.
How I want to know how his hands feel around my neck, squeezing enough to get excited, the same way this man hold his snaked cane. Him whispering dirty words sweetly in my ear first before telling me how much I need to get punished. Feeling his lips everywhere on my skin, roaming until my deepest regions. I shuddered mentally at these lewd thoughts. What was I thinking?
When I returned from dreamland, I could sense a pair of eyes on me. My eyes casted to Lucius Malfoy's, who had a smug look on his face. «Is something the matter, Mr. Malfoy?» I asked like nothing ever happened in my head.
The tip of his lips curled upward. «You shouldn't speak too loud of what you are thinking, Miss. Everleigh. Somebody could hear you.»
I watched him confusiously from my seat. I hadn't speak, did I? No, I didn't. «What are you talking about?»
«Now, now. No need to play stupid.» He said while getting up, walking around the desk until the man was behind me. «I suppose you don't know everything about me.» I was still confuse. «Have you ever heard of Legilimency ?» I did learn about it a little at school, but what was he getting at-
Then it all came crashing inside my mind. Lucius Malfoy was a Legilimens and entered my mind while I started having these stupid lewd ideas inside my head!
My eyes casted downward, not in the least prepared to look at the man.
«Pretty embarrassing, isn't it?» He started lowly. His head rested on my shoulder as his hands gripped mines strongly through the armchairs. He was so close I could smell the cologne from him. It smells good. «To feel such way for your superior, and you haven't start working yet...» Suddenly, his hand grasped my hair ruthlessly from behind, letting my neck free to him with a pained moan. I gasped mentally at the sight of him above me with a cruel expression. «Pathetic. No wonder only filthy muggles would have a mind that deranged.»
«Mr. Malfoy-» I tried to speak but got my hair tugged a second time, this one more painful.
«I should teach you to not speak to me unless asked to since it is a simple task you little girl aren't able to accomplish.» One of his hand rested on my hair as the other took my face, the fingers hurting the sides, before crashing his lips on mine. I gasped in the kiss, feeling Lucius Malfoy's tongue fighting over my own. It was a battle already lost since I felt so vulnerable but at the same time so excited to be powerless.
Lucius Malfoy removed himself, far from being messy with a «hmf». His sided smile made me shiver while his cold blue eyes gazed down at my form. «Get up.» He instructed, almost like an order, sitting back on his own seat. I walked with woobly legs to the man. Now, what am I suppose to do?
He sneered. «What a stupid question.» My knees stopped working when a hand grasped the back of my neck toward the ground, using my owns not to fall right on my face. «On your knees.» I rolled my eyes mentally. I am already in this position. One of Lucius hand clench around the armchair while the other took my chin. «You should worry more about what is going to happened to you instead of making a brat of yourself with these thoughts of yours.» He spat. «But,» He relaxed, bringing his thumb to carress my lips. «I do honestly love a spirit like that, especially when I can crush it into a puddle of submissiveness.» He lifted an eyebrow, pushing the fingers inside and I gasped, surprised. I could sense them touching my tongue and going in and out, this only action forming butterflies inside my lower regions.
«Good girl.» How could my body feel hotter with just two simple words?
The man put them out, saliva connecting both sides as my cheeks flarred up in embarrassement.
Suddenly, knocking came from outside, directing both our attention to the door. Fear overcame me to be found like that on my knees in front of my superior.
That would be the end of myself. I looked rapidly toward him. «Mr. Malfoy, I needed to get out or we'll both-» but I couldn't finished my sentence.
«Silencio.» Automatically, no sounds or words couldn't came out of my lips and I cursed myself. What did this man had in mind? No wonder someone would see me. Did Lucius Malfoy didn't want me to spill his actions to the rest of the Ministry? Probably. He pulled me effortlessly under his desk. There was enough space for a human to fit inside. The knocks and voices were getting repetitives but my attention was directed on him. He approached himself, always sitting before his hands played with his belt. My curiosity was transforming in what I could described as a mixture of dread and excitement.
«Now, you are going to suck it like the filthy mudblood slut you are.» He explained, my eyes focusing on the bulge. «I better be satisfied or you'll find there are worse ways I can punished you. Is that understood?» I nodded timidly, taking the last clothing off before his member sprang free on my face. It's so huge!
A devilish side smile made its way to his lips. "You better start." His eyes casted down at me before looking up where I couldn't see. "Enter."
Cold shivers ran down my spine. He was going to make me suck him off while someone else was here?!
Trying to keep everything off my mind but what was asked of me, I grabbed his shaft with my hands, running one up and down while the other played with his balls. "I've never done that before..." I could sense it growing harder under my hand and went directly to lick it. My tongue went all the way from the base to the top, taking more time at the end. My mouth opened, trying to take the more I could until a hand directed my head down forcefuly. Tears prickled my eyes as well as feeling his member in the back of my troat.
Please, I can't take it. But the hand still forced my head in place. I was sure I was going to lose consciouness. Fortunately, he let it go and I touched my troat, still feeling it inside even after stopping.
"Did I tell you to stop?" Lucius Malfoy glared under the space I was in. It looks like the person was long gone. "Or should I force you again?" I shook my head rapidly. "Then continue."
I took it in my mouth a second time, hoping he wouldn't force himself again. By Merlin, that hurt a lot! My head bobbed repetively with my tongue. A taste I didn't recognize was placed on the tip on my lips. It taste weird. Suddenly, a wave of this fload hit my troat. I detached myself automatically, putting a hand on my mouth and looking up at the man.
He hadn't show any tips he was cumming.
"Drink it up." He looked at my scared expression with a dark smile. Closing my eyes, I gulped, taking it all in. Lucius hand gripped me by my blouse, making me crawl to him. "Open wide." I did so, looking away while his eyes watched. I suppose he was content. He hummed. "Such a good little mudblood." My cheeks redened at the degrading name, but it sound good at the same time.
"Stomach on the desk." He ordered simply while I stood up. The dark wood was so cold under my clothes, just like this man. His hand slide to my cheeks and to my legs, almost carressing them. Lucius grabbed my skirt before lifthing it down. It's so embarrassing... Something cold and solid put pressure on my clothed regions, making me moan. His movements were hard but slown and I finally deciphered the object touching me.
His cane.
"How revolting. I haven't started yet and you are soaking wet down here." He said, pressuring more in the area. My body was moving on its own to gather more friction. "Such a naughty girl, I'll be fucking your muggle cunt everyday from now on." The head of his snaked cane entered slightly in. "You're going to do as I say and be a good mudblood." The metal part carressed all the way. I was shivering. "You're mine." I nodded. "Say it." He did the spell so my voice could get back to me.
"I'm yours..."
His cane entered farther. I was in between pleasure and pain. "I didn't hear you, girl. Who do you belong to? Say it!"
"I'm yours! I belong to you and only you!" I cried, face first on the desk.
The metal of the cane left from my body as I shivered and then tried to relax. I waited for him to continue with whatever he had in mind but after a minute I was wondering why everything seem so quiet.
"Ah!" A pained moan passed my lips when a stinging sensation met my cheeks. "Wha-" Another came. "You say if I was good-"
"It's unfortunated." Lucius said, his lips curling up. "Thinking you did your job well earlier." His hand smacked it again, gripping one of them with force before changing to the other one with the same traitement. Tears were starting to flood on my face. "Please..."
He hummed, his head high. "Look at your cheeks. So red." Another slap. "You dirty slut."
"Please stop Mr.Malfoy...It hurts!"
"You deserve it." His cold hand slided down to my entrance where he used his cane. "And by what I am seeing, you enjoy this more than you tell me." His finger massaged and circled the place. I was squirming. "So wet." The man murmured in my ear and without wasting time, he entered three fingers inside.
I could already hear the lewd sounds my pussy was making. It felt so good...too good. For a second, I wondered how much Narcissa Malfoy was being pleasured by this man and wished I could be in her place, every nights being controlled that way. I couldn't help but feeling jealous.
His diggits curled in different positions, getting me weaker than before. "Wishing to be in my wife's place right now?" Lucius free hand grabbed my troat and drew my body to his as my back arched. His mouth close to my ear once again. "Such a dirty mind you have." His smile died down, his pressure on my troat more prominent. "Disgusting." He spat. "You really are a slut. A dirty mudblood slut."
"Y...Yes."
"Your juices are soiling my desk, aren't you ashame of yourself?" He asked while going deeper and faster inside. I was soon to lose my mind.
"Yes...I'm sorry, Mr.Malfoy." I responded. He brang me back to the desk. Liquid was glistering on the wood and my cheeks got almost as red as the ones he slapped earlier.
"Look what you did you little girl. If you don't want making me madder, you better start cleaning this." He told while I got on my knees a second time. I sense I didn't have my head right now. Just a feeling of wanting to be taken every way. My tongue started licking it, humming at tasting my own juices. The man eyes were on me the whole time until I felt the same strong hands grabbed me to throw me on the surface of the wood, now back on the desk and hooded eyes looking at him. "Good girl." He approached from my body as his shaft was close to my regions. "That wasn't difficult, wasn't it?" He asked mockingly.
My breating was ragged, trying to find my breath. I shook my head.
A side smile crossed his lips. Lucius Malfoy took his lenght in his hand, pumping it and looking darkly at me. "I'm going to fuck you until you don't know how to talk. Going to go every way possible to pleasure myself so you understand who you belong to. You're just a mudblood. Nothing. Am I understood?"
His words created butterflies and I couldn't explain how. How getting treated so bad was making me horny? I nodded. "Yes, sir."
"That's what I wanted to hear." He entered with force and I didn't regret being soaked. I'm sure it would have being more painful if I wasn't. Moans left my mouth at his rudeness. Lucius kept going all the way out before slamming right in at a inhuman pace. He never stopped, small caught breaths going out of him. He grabbed my leg and put it on his shoulder as his shaft went deeper. "So tight-" His cold eyes watched me with lust. "Such a tight cunt."
I lost it when he rolled his hips painfully slow. I moaned and moaned without a stop. I'm certain everyone would hear but my mind was too much foggy to care. "Please, please, please....Harder!"
His smile darkered. "Such a submissive muggle girl you are. Listening to your superior. Taking my cock so well." He turned my body around before holding me by my elbows. I screamed in delight as my cheeks were bouncing on his lenght. "That's right. Take me."
"Mr.Malfoy!"
Lucius Malfoy closed the distance as well as going harder. The man was mercylingless. His fingers approached my groing, playing with the buddle of nerve in the same rudeness. I cried in ectasy. "I'm cumming!" But he stopped. "What-"
He slammed all the way into me, making me cry again. "You're not."
"Please Mr.Malfoy! I can't take it!"
He chuckled darkly. "You're going to keep yourself from cumming if you don't want to get a worse lesson."
I started to hiccup. The pleasure was getting unbearable with him fucking me and touching every part of my body. My back harched at the immense feeling. I tried my best to not finished myself like he asked me. It felt almost impossible.
He went faster, putting my other leg on his shoulders.
In...
Out...
In...
Out...
My body was convulsing by now and words were stucked in my troat. He entered another time before he got out. Without leaving his eyes on me, Lucius pumped his shaft with a grunt and white flew on my chest and face. He put his lenght inside his pants and sat like nothing happened. As for me, I groaned, still craving what he didn't let me have. That's so unfair...
"I don't need to give you anything if I say you don't deserve it." He spat. "Now go work before I finished you for disobeeing me."