Thread: A Hiss of Blackmail.::

She might not think that her brothers would lay a hand on him but Dominic had heard about the time that her brother had tried to curse Draco merely for insulting the Mudblood Granger. True he figured there might be a bit more behind it, Malfoy was well known for stretching the truth a bit but he did believe that Ron Weasly would attempt to curse someone over something so small as a foul word being thrown at his friend, what would he do if he had learned that a Slytherin was lusting after his sister, or the two twins... how long would it have been before they had done something to him, something that was mischievous and others found funny but had humiliated him in front of the entire school. Maybe it would have been worth it, for a moment he had to wonder how his life might have been different if he had approached her in a more traditional manner a few years ago, would her blood traitor ways have rubbed off on him, would he have snuck here tonight with her friends in an attempt to help them plot whatever they were up to? Maybe things would have changed but he didn't allow those thoughts to linger, instead pushing them aside to enjoy the moment, the kiss and then the following sensation of her grasping the bulge in his pants. You will give into me willingly Ginny... I really would hate to cause you any pain. He whispered with a small sneer though in the back of his mind he knew that he would enjoy doing some things to her, putting small metal clips on her nipples and clit with a chain between them, bending her over his lap and spanking her... but this pain was very different from what he could cause her, very different from holding her down and forcing his cock up into her dry slit. One way or another he would have her but he wanted her willingly, even if it had to start through blackmail he expected she would soon give in to the pleasures he could offer her. True she might despise him but he knew that he could win out in the end over her, he had read of a theory that muggles had called Stockholm Syndrome, if you force someone into a situation long enough they will learn to accept it, even identify with the person who is oppressing them. Now that she had let go of his hand he reached out to run a hand out the outside of her leg, massaging the thigh with his fingers as his hand moved upward. Meanwhile his other hand reached up from the side of her face to the back of her head, lightly wrapping in her hair and giving it a little tug, not enough to truly hurt her but instead wanting to get her attention and hold her in place as his lips brushed over hers again, a kiss that started out just as chaste as the first but soon grew in passion and intensity as though trying to mark his claim over her with nothing but his lips and tongue. As the kiss continued to grow deeper his hand on her leg moved up even further, under her skirt and cupping her ass to pull her against his crotch so she could feel him more properly, his tongue brushing over her lips for a moment before just plunging into her mouth. In that instant he was in heaven, his every contact with her felt like electricity jumping across his skin, a kiss was already more then he could possibly have dreamed of. For a single drawn out moment his tongue explored her mouth, running over every surface he could find before he broke the kiss, breathing heavily and lust darkening his eyes. If you like though Ginny you can just imagine that I had asked you out normally, just block out the fact that you don't have a choice... I do intend to treat you well after all.