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Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He smirked as she pressed herself to him and was trying to show how she would be a good toy and he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her away. Out now. He commanded at the slut in front of him, sensing she would come back tomorrow ready to please, or he may get her to be a submissive slut tonight. He tossed her out of her room and said. Research submissive behavior. Was the only hint he gave her as he slammed the door on her and locked it, enchanting it so it cannot be unlocked as he walked to his bed and sat down.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

Instead of going to bed she just sat down in front of the door. Please please I need you tonight . . . you've made me so hot inside I can't take it she whimpered. Please only you can make this go away I know it she whimpered against the door. She didn't dare touch herself fearful he might get upset if she did. Please come back out and take me I beg you just take me right here on the floor I don't need anything but your cock she whimpered against as she felt the cold hardening her nipples and getting her even hotter down there.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He listened to her beg outside his door and he laughed. Casting a sound blocking enchantment on his room, not wanting to hear her, knowing she will give up and go do her best to study submissive behavior and hopefully in the morning or tomorrow she would be a submissive little bitch, willing to obey her prefix like a good slut should. He stripped down into his boxers and closed his eyes as he fell asleep, setting his bed to wake him at seven in the morning so he had an hour and a half before he had to start his class. He was also curious to see if she would be changed from her studying.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

The moment she felt the shift in the room she knew he had blocked out her voice. She laid down let sleep take her right there at the foot of his door. She knew it would be strange but none would question it. She wouldn't move until he told her to do so. Even if the guys tried to do something, though she didn't know they wouldn't, she would never allow them to persuade her away from the door. As he opened the door he would find her still sleeping there.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He slept soundly all night and woke when his bed slowly shook him awake. He yawned and rubbed his eyes until he could see and he slid out of bed, putting on some new clothes and throwing on his robe, attaching his prefix pin to his robe as he grabbed his wand and put it away as well. Walking to the front door and opening it as he saw the third year sleeping nude in front of his door and he simply chuckled at her as he stepped over her and closed his door, once more making it impossible to open the door so she could not gather her robe or her slutty nightgown. Knowing the teachers would be upset at her for not wearing her class robe and he walked away from the bitch laying at the front of his door. Not willing to accept her until she could be more submissive.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

As he left she gave a sigh and moved to get dressed in her uniform at least. She really didn't care if the teachers were mad it made no difference to her. She would just say she left it somewhere the night before and forgot where. She really didn't mind having to lie to the teachers if it made the prefix happy. She was glad though that she at least had her wand for the day. With each class she thought on ways she could be submissive yet she wasn't sure what he wanted. Someone who listened and did all that he said. Maybe she should have left the night before when he asked. She nodded her head as she sat at the evening meal, tonight she would go to him again and ask what he would wish from her. She would leave the choices to him and only him.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He sat at the table in his usual spot and glanced at the bitch, seeing she was looking at him as usual and he dismissed himself once more from the table and gave her a degrading look as he walked past her, still looking upon her as if she was just a stupid slut and he walked off to the library. Seeing that the librarian was there he looked into her eyes and said. Take me to the forbidden section. I need a book. He commanded as he assumed the book he was looking for would be in there. The librarian began to say no and he made her believe it was okay, taking advantage of his powers as he walked into the poorly lit section and went immediately to the back of the section, finding books on mind control and wizarding slaves. He found the book he was looking for it was simply titled How To Please. He grabbed it and left the section as quickly as he came. Walking away from the library, the book under his robe and he came back to the dinner table. Sitting down and smiling as her eyes went right back to him.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

As she notice him leaving she stayed as she was. She wouldn't fully go after him unless he gave her reason to believe he wished for her. She really did want to go after him. The power he held she knew it was something she could only dream of. Yet as she sat there she tried to think of ways to please him. Still only simple and basic things came to mind nothing that would truly get him to have her as his. She didn't want it to go the wrong way as it had the night before. Her mind reeling at the fact she had failed. As he came back though she looked down and away from him showing him her shame of displeasing him. She hadn't even known she was truly doing it she just felt that maybe he was right not to pick her if she couldn't even get him to truly look at her.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He looked at her as she looked away in shame and he chuckled, it was working, hopefully she would understand her need to behave and be a slut for him. He couldn't stand it and stood up. Walking over to her and grabbing her hair as he let her stay sitting and he pulled her hair roughly and whispered in her hair. I know you want me to fuck your worthless body, but trust me, you have not earned the honor. He dropped the heavy book in his lap. Read this, study it, when you think you know how I want you to behave, come to me. He said and then yanked on her hair once more and stood up, leaving her there to chat with her 'friends' as he sat back down with his.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

As she felt him coming up to her she stilled not looking up this time. However the moment he gripped her hair she gave a soft whine and whimper to him. She wasn't sure what to think as she heard what he said yet she believed every word he spoke even when he put her down. She gave a soft nod as her eyes started to tear up a little. As he put the book in her lap she placed her hands over it to show that she would do just that. Even as he let her go she stood up and left to start reading it right away in her room. She figured so many people here would cause talk. She didn't want anything said about the prefix as she started to read over the book with vigor.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

He smirked as he saw her stand up from the dinner table and leave immediately. She would be good, though he doubted she could get the book done in one night, seeing as it was nearly a thousand pages and he expected it to take her a week or so, if not longer to memorize everything that she was to do for him based on the book. He turned to his friends and continued on with the talk. When the houses were dismissed for bed he smirked and got up. Walking to the commons and then straight to his room. Sitting down and opening up his books, beginning to study and practice his spells.
Thread: Slave to Slytherin (Master_Germish)

Allea stayed up most nights for two weeks just memorizing everything she could. She felt she had to be the best for him. If that meant she needed to take her time and understand what he wished for her then she would. She was sure he had went out of his way to give this to her. It must mean he saw something there he wanted. She would become everything he wished for if it meant she would be with him. Finally after studying all she could she knew that she had to go to him now. She waited until it became time for him to go to bed like usual. She came and knocked on his door. When he called for her she ask if he wanted her tonight. Nothing more than what he wanted as she had to put his wants before her own.
Thread: Doing what I'm told (Google)

Cho gave a soft sigh as she stood behind one of the many pillars of the Quidditch field. Ever since last year she had been stuck under the constant watch and now Draco was ordering her to met him. She received a letter from her parents saying that Draco's father had threatened her parents she knew she had to follow. She hated what was happening as she stood there leaning against the ravenclaw's colors she looked to the grey clouds. It looked as if it was about to rain yet she wasn't sure what she should do. She knew though that no matter what she had to keep Draco happy or her parents just might loose their jobs if not more than that. Her deep brown eyes scanned the school grounds once more. While she could hear the slytherin team's shouts to one another as they practiced she wasn't sure what she was to do. This wasn't something she was prepared for, even as her mind went through everything it could she just didn't have anything that could change the tables around. If she told someone things bad things would happen to her family. She just couldn't do that to them. She knew as the only child in her family and her mother already sick. They were dependent on her father's job. If Draco's father actually got him fired things would get hard for her family. She'd most likely have to stop school or get a job during the weekends if the school allowed it. The wind blew as she closed her eyes against the cold. Already it was getting to be winter. She wasn't sure what or how things would go with draco today but she knew it would be the first step into hell that much she was sure of.
Thread: Doing what I'm told (Google)

Cho Chang, Potter's little crush. He had tried to get into her pants the year before and Draco had been quite delighted to see the student he hated most fail so terrible. It was amusing as all hell, while Draco had been getting as much attention from the opposite sex as he wanted from third year on Potter was having trouble getting a date with a pretty girl in the year above them. Cho was lovely though, Draco couldn't deny that and there was the added bonus of her family being pure blooded back for multiple generations. The year before he had used a bit of leverage over one of her friends to force Cho to turn on Dumbledore's Army, this was of course while he was working for that old bitch Umbridge and practically running things in the school. This year he didn't have the same power but he was a prefect for his House and still had the power of his family name. Now he was going to take things further with Chang, he had a job that he needed to do which had been given to him by the Dark Lord himself, and Potter would no doubt try to get between him and the success. But if Potter was distracted by say, Chang teasing him and leading him on for the duration of the year things would go so much more smoothly... and of course Draco would be taken advantage of her himself. She was lovely, so much nicer then many of the ladies in his own house whom he could be fucking on a regular basis. With a smirk on his face he ended his own practice for Quiditch a little bit early, having seen Chang down below. Hello Cho. He greeted her as he approached, brushing his now mused hair back from his eyes and holding his broom over his shoulder. At that moment he was acting like a perfect gentleman despite the fact that her family had been threatened to bring her here. Why don't we take a little walk, I think the things we need to discuss should be done in private.
Thread: Doing what I'm told (Google)

Cho almost jumped out of her skin when she heard Draco's voice. While it was very seductive she knew better than to trust his voice alone. He was very powerful even at his age thanks to his father's name. She couldn't only hope to make this out to be as painless as she could. Turning her head her brown eyes meeting his blue eyes. She knew if he had been anyone else, she would have fallen for his looks. His hair always so light in its blonde tint there was times people thought it to be white instead of blonde. Though as she hard him speak of going for a while she gave her head a nod, not trusting her voice as it might give away how nervous she was. She knew the wrong word towards him could mean deadly consequences, ones that she rather not have to deal with. Private might be best she finally said as she turned her head away her eyes down as her bangs came to cover her eyes. She was uneasy being so close to the Slytherin boy who was really the poster child for the house. He was evil and sought only his own power, much like the house creator before him. This wasn't going to be easy she knew this but one could only hope she might be saved from the true evil that she knew was within Draco.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

The Jonhstens walked through the house with Mr. Mosely but their eyes did not stay on him for more than a few seconds at a time. They were busy appraising the objects in the rooms. They would only look at him when they heard something that they thought was interesting or would be useful for selling the antiques in the house. Kennit spoke up as they walked into the dinning room. Yes, this is one of the rooms you had pictures of on the website. He turned to his wife and then both walked over to a cabinet a few feet away. Yes, Mr. Mosley we would like to see the rest but just a minute please. Mary took her husbands hand as they stared at the cabinet. Jake walked in and glared at his parents which looked out right evil with all the metal in his face. Well to be fair it was more that he had only gotten the left side of his face which usually worked to unsettle people. His eyes flicked to Mr. Mosely before he turned to face him causing the light to glint off of the ring in his eyebrow, the stud in the left side of his nose and the snake bites in his lower lip. The stud on right side of the snake bite was the only piercing he had on that side of his face. He had his ear pierced but he had not put them in yet. So who died? There was a very slight flash as he spoke that showed that he had his tongue pierced as well. As soon as he spoke his mother turned around. Jake, why would you ask that? She frowned when she took in the clothes he had chosen all black again. If he is wiling to sell for so cheap something must be scaring people off so who died? Jake looked at his mother just long enough to speak then turned his gaze back to Mr. Mosley and even though he was not glaring at him his gaze was cold. Kennit was listening intently but he did not turn back to face them, he had found something else to look at.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

Christon was standing before his parents, the tall male ghost was rail then, and scared from sicknesses over his life. The plague that had killed them was apparent only in the deep scar under one eye, many of the wounds that they'd died with had not reflected on the ghosts. but he had enough boils to say he'd been the worst one. Touch anything in this house, and you'll regret it. pi He warned The parents. Not that they listened. Rosalyn looked at the boy as he asked the question, Jeffrey in her arms, she had been 15 when the plague had finally stolen her, two years younger than Christon she'd filled out nicely, though like most of the family, she was rather thin and tall. She tilted her head, Can you see me? She asked when the boy seemed to be looking at her and not an object i the house. Mr. Mosley looked at him. All four of the Watchour children along with Lord Watchour died in this house, and they're the only family known to have lived here. There where a few points I'm told a tenant lived here, but never for more than a few days. None of them are reported to have died so much as run from the house in terror. He smiled at the boy, finding the almost hostile nature of the boy a little relaxing, at least he was directing a question to him, as opposed to trying to price the things in the house. Again, the house is said to be haunted, There's been sightings of a young man stalking the halls, or people will hear children in the courtyard and come looking, only to find nothing, not even broken grass. And... Welll... He indicated the furniture. No one's been in this house in almost 20 years... outside of when I show it... color
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

Jake stiffened when he heard the girl speak and a moment later she seemed to solidify. He frowned then glanced at the male standing near his parents before he glanced at the girl then to Mr. Mosely. He tried to ignore the girl and the child in her arms as he listened to the man explain that five people had died in the house. He closed his eyes and rubbed them hoping that when he opened them again that the girl would be gone. Kennit and Mary shared a knowing smile then walked back over to Mr. Mosely. Kennit walked straight through Christon but did not so much as shiver. Both his parents were completely oblivious to the ghosts in the room. How about you show us the rest of the house. I am sure Jake would rather look around himself. Mary spoke smiling at Mr. Mosely. Kennit spoke a few seconds later as they headed for the door. He will not break anything. When they left the room Jake was looking at the girl again. He opened his mouth then hesitated as if he was unsure if he should speak or not but finally he said. Are you the ones he was talking about? I mean yes I can see you. All three of you. His voice trailed off on the last few years and he moved over to one of the chairs and leaned on it to make sure he did not fall over. He had not seen ghosts for over ten years and even then they had never been this clear or seemed so real. When he realized he kept glancing between the male and the girl with what he was sure was a look of shock on his face he forced himself to focus on the girl and make his face blank. After a few seconds he shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans to stop them from shaking.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

Rosalyn looked at Christon as he joined her, and then back at Jake There are four of us. She said softly. Tilting her head slightly to the left she watched him as Debora ran through a wall. She was dressed in a nightgown, all of them where, they wore what they'd died in, Little more than Victorian Sheaths for the girls, and breaches for the boys. Why are you here? She asked Jake, wanting to know why they wanted their house. The history inside this home was their own, and they saw no reason to share it. That man's showing them Momma and pa's room! She was histarical as she vanished again and this time Christon went with her. Up through the ceiling, as they reached the door, Mr. Mosley blinked when he couldn't get it to open. now... I didn't lock this door. He said as he attempted to get it to open more, but Christon held it closed. No one entered that room, beyond them, their father didn't still haunt the halls of this place, their mother didn't, but that room was Sacred to all of the children. Mr. Mosley smiled a little. Ah... lets look at the other rooms shall we? I'll have someone come look at this door and why it wont open... He lead them to what was once Christon's room, large heavy furniture, a big bed that dominated one wall, narrow windows a beautiful hard wood armoire and a beautiful writing desk took up most of the room. The wash basin set up to one side, when they'd caught the plague their mother had them wash daily, even if many thought it brought disease, when christon had gotten to weak to wash himself, she'd washed him. Up until the day he died, and he believed it was the only reason he'd lived as long as he had.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

I have no choice. I was forced her- He stood up straight and slipped his hands out of his pockets as another ghost ran into the room. When she and the man had left he relaxed slightly then laughed as he ran his fingers through his hair that was just past his ears. He looked back up at the girl as he crossed his arms. Trust me if I didn't already want to leave here I would definitely want to leave now. It had taken him years to get himself to stop looking around constantly and he did not want to repeat it again. With that thought his face darkened as he asked. Why the hell can I see you when know one else here can? He had been angry ever since he had been told he was moving so it didn't take him long to get pissed these days. Kennit and Mary chuckled when the door would not open but just shrugged it off. Not to worry I am sure we will get a good look inside when we move in. Mary didn't even bat an eye when Kennit pretty much said they would buy the house. As far as they were concerned the house was to good a deal to pass up. When they walked into Christon's room Mary smiled and walked over to the bed while Kennit went to the desk. To bad Jake has not seen this room. I am sure he would like it. Mary when to the window before speaking. He probably would but he would never tell us love. She turned to Mr. Mosley. Do you have any kinds? She smiled as she said it then looked at something briefly before looking back to him.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

Rosalyn shrugged setting her little brother down. No one has seen us before, well Mr. Mosley has a couple of people who claim to see us, the only time though I know of anyone actually dealing with any of us is when Christon chased that Theif out of here when he tried to sell mother's Silver. He chased him clear to the gates. Brother almost looked real when he'd done that, almost solid... but that was over 20 years ago. She supplied. She turned her head as he got angrier. You don't want to sell our things do you? She asked. They are ours... Christon twitched some, the little girl drifting back to Rosalyn and Jeffry, Debora looked at Jake for a few moments, holding onto her sister's nightgown. Christon's getting angry. She reported. The older one looked at her sister. Christon is always Angry. She reminded her dutifully. She'd learned Christon's anger gave him power, so she didn't complain when the oldest was angry, or protective. He was gentle with his siblings and he kept their things safe, She looked Back at Jake. Would you like to see the courtyard? Or the graves, they've got dates marked on them.
Thread: Rings of Ash Posies (Tenn and Frelance

Jake shivered at the thought of her brother looking more real than he already did. His gaze shifted from Rosalyn to the boy in her arms but when she asked if he wanted to sell their things. He stopped himself from biting his lip but even with his face blank it was obvious that he was uncomfortable. I don't want to sell anything of yours. He stressed the first word but he did not think it would matter in the long run. When the other girl came back into the room Jake stared right back at her and it was not until Rosalyn asked if he wanted to see the courtyard that he looked back at her. Ye, sure I need some fresh air. He relaxed his arms a bit but kept them crossed over his chest. Just so you know my parents will buy this place. He figured they might as well get used to it or convince his parents not to buy the house in the first place.