A/N: Thanks to Ang and Alfred for the beta, I love you both for your talent… I might love Ang more but I am sure Alfred understands.
This chapter is dedicated to Mynuet who rocks my socks and Kirixchi who makes me lust after Lucius
Chapter Six: Games People Play
How stupid could I be
a simpleton could see
that you're no good for me
but you're the only one I see
-Stupid, Sarah McLachlan
Ginny rushed into the dining room fifteen minutes later to find Draco and Blaise already seated at the table. She had
spent her short reprieve well, Draco noted as he took in her new black dress, probably acquired on her shopping spree
with Dina. The clothing flattered her he thought before frowning, if she had changed her dress, then she had probably
replaced the sodden panties he was now keeping in his pocket.
It was a pity really; he had so wanted to watch her squirm during the meal with an intimate reminder of their earlier
exploits in the dungeons.
Dinner was consumed in a strained silence, Ginny was ashamed at the wanton way she had acted earlier and refused to
answer Draco even as he continued to send her veiled barbs and innuendos throughout the meal. The situation was made
even worse by the presence of Blaise at the other end of the table. It was bad enough that she had responded so
heatedly to Draco, but the fact that Blaise now listened to Draco's seemingly innocent observations about how Ginny
seemed to be unnaturally hot this evening made the meal almost unbearable.
She couldn't get over the way she had acted in the dungeon; she had resigned herself to sharing his bed. In her mind being his mistress didn't seem all that bad when she depicted herself as the tortured heroine that suffered at the hands of the cynical villain. However all those carefully constructed excuses she had given herself when she had agreed to their bargain were falling apart. In the seedy basement his hands had lit some sort of fire inside her, it had made her want his touch, even worse it had made her want him. That was the problem, If she truly were the suffering heroine then she really had nothing to be ashamed of, now did she. But if she liked what Draco did to her that would truly make her his whore.
She threw a glance across the table, studying the man that was causing such havoc in her life. Draco had evolved from a whiny little brat into a very confident young man, one who was too sure of himself, and too aware of the power he had over other people. He was arrogant, stubborn and unfortunately for her, far too handsome.
Draco felt her eyes on him and suppressed a small smirk, Virginia Weasley was slowly coming around, he was sure of it. Soon enough he would have the chit eating from the palm of his hand. It might take some time to get her exactly where he wanted her, but he had three months to mold her. And that process would start tonight. It was indeed fortunate the youngest Weasley had been such an innocent before playing into his hands. By the time he was through with her, he would have completely broken her apart and rebuilt her.
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The meal was exquisite, but to Ginny it tasted like ashes. But at the same time she accepted several servings hoping to delay the inevitable. But all too soon the servants left them and Draco rose from his chair.
"Would you like to retire now, Virginia?"
Those where the words she had been fearing and Ginny squirmed in her seat. "Err I'm not really feeling very tired," she paused and tried to think up something that would allow her some reprieve. "Maybe I could read a book in the library for a while?"
Blaise offered her his hand and helped her off her chair. "Maybe you would like to join me for a nightcap?"
"Yes!" Ginny answered with a bit too much enthusiasm. "That would be wonderful", she amended.
Draco didn't even bother to hide his smirk as he followed the duo into the small drawing room. It the littlest Weasley thought that delaying the inevitable would be helpful in any way, he would just have to burst her bubble, wouldn't he.
He took a seat in one of the overstuffed couches next to the fireplace and watched with veiled amusement as Ginny sat as far away from him as possible. Blaise poured himself a scotch and offered Ginny a sherry but didn't offer Draco a drink, which indicated that their earlier disagreement was still not resolved. Draco didn't worry, Blaise would come around, he always did. And it had left him with an opening that he would not pass up.
"Virginia, darling. Would you be as kind as to fetch me a drink, a cognac would be nice."
The looked she flashed him held for a moment something resembling terror but too soon her defenses slammed into place as she busied herself by pouring him his drink.
As she approached him with all the caution one might have when confronting a dangerous animal, Draco couldn't help but send her a little smirk. "For heavens sake Virginia I'm not about to bite you."
"Not yet," she whispered, but Draco heard and gave a short laugh that made Blaise send him a puzzled glance.
When Virginia offered him his drink, he gestured for her to place it on the small table next to his seat. As soon as the drink was safely on the table, he pulled her down onto his lap.
Ginny gave a small squeak of surprise and tried to push against his chest, but when she realized that Blaise was on his way out of his seat with an expression that looked dangerous she calmed down, the last thing she needed at the moment was for Blaise and Draco to get into some sort of pissing contest. So she steeled herself against Draco's chest and sent Blaise what she hoped was a reassuring smile, before giving Draco what she hoped was a glare promising a painful death.
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Draco felt himself smile at the girl's willfulness; it had been a long time since anyone had made him feel so alive. It was a true battle of wits.
Virginia was determined to keep him at arms length but then he was just as determined to get much, much closer than that. And of course he would win; it was only a matter of time.
So when Ginny pushed herself off his lap a few minutes later and took her leave, he let her go, knowing that very soon things between them would change. She was a Gryffindor after all, and that would be her downfall, that foolish integrity that kept her from walking out the door and away from the bargain they had struck. That was the tool he would use when shaping her into what she had unwillingly agreed to become, the perfect mistress.
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It was almost an hour later when Draco retired to their room, giving her some time to calm herself, in the hope that she would be easier to deal with. He had of course been wrong he realized as he walked into his room to find it steeped in darkness, Virginia was wrapped in the blankets on his bed, feigning sleep.
The girl truly was foolish to believe that such a childish ploy would fool him, and he was already half way across the room when a thought struck him.
Childish that was the key, while there might not be much childlike about Miss Weasley's luscious body; her innocence was still very much present. He might have relieved the girl of her virginity but when it came to matters of the flesh, she knew nothing more than what he chose to teach her. And on that note he changed his plan.
Instead of rudely pulling the girl out of bed, demanding that she meet the conditions of their contract, he decided to take a gentler approach towards his goal
As he lit the bedside lamp and started to undress he could feel her curious eyes on him. The youngest Weasley might not like him, but she was attracted to him. And he had every intention of using that to reach his goal.
In three months her brother and Potter would be back, just in time to see their little princess's transformation.
As he let his boxers fall to the floor he turned slowly and stretched, seemingly oblivious to her gaze. He made his way to the bed and crawled under the sheets stretching out next to her. He could feel her tense up as he pulled her closer, letting his body molded to hers. He could feel his cock stirring as it was nestled between her buttocks and suppressed a small groan. But still he was intent on following his plan.
He let his hands cup her breast and smiled with appreciation as her nipples hardened with the lightest touch from his fingers, the girl might have convinced herself of her dislike for him, but liking and lusting were two very different things, and that was a lesson it was time for Virginia Weasley to learn.
As he let his soft attack on her senses continue he could feel her muscles gradually relaxing into his as he used every ounce of his talent to set her senses on fire. He worked his skillful fingers from her breast down her body, letting them play with the soft red curls at the apex of her tights. He heard the soft whimper as he pushed one finger deep inside of her moist opening and knew this battle was his. As he pushed her onto her back and placed himself on top of her, he grasped her chin and brought her eyes level with his.
"Don't ever shy away from my touch in public ever again Virginia," he threatened in a soft groan as he pushed himself inside her with slow painstaking care. "You are my mistress. Mine to touch, to play with and fondle as I please, do you understand?"
Ginny nodded softly as she looked into his icy glare. And as he started to move inside of her she knew with harsh insight that Draco intended to make her into what she feared the most, his whore.
He fucked her, with the strength of a man possessed that night, and in a way that was just what he was, maybe not possessed, but surely obsessed with this girl and what she could become in his carefully laid plans of revenge. He made her come, hard and violently, but Ginny knew that it was not done from a selfless wish to please her, but rather his vigor stemmed from a desire to teach her a lesson. That no matter how she wished it otherwise her body was treacherous to Draco's touch.
When she woke the following morning he was still there, not in the bed, but sitting in a comfortable chair overlooking it, and her. She got up slowly, pulling herself off the bed and wrapping the comforter around her, pausing as he lifted on hand in command.
"Don't hide yourself from me, Virginia," he said, "your beauty is part of what I pay you for. Hence it is mine to watch whenever I so desire."
She felt herself stiffen at the note of command in his voice but let the comforter drop to the floor as she stood in front of him, completely nude.
He watched her for what felt like a small eternity before crossing his arms in front of him as he started to speak.
"I have been remiss in your education it would seem, when we first entered our bargain I assumed you would understand what would be expected from you but I realize now that I was mistaken. Off course now that the matter has been brought to my attention I will do my utmost to rectify the situation immediately."
"Oh?"
"Yes, of course you should not blame yourself too harshly; I should have realized that with your inexperience you would not understand what I would expect."
"Really?"
Draco nodded before beckoning her closer; she stepped in front of his chair warily but tried to keep her frazzled nerves calm.
"You see Virginia, as a part of being a mistress you will have to show some level of adoration towards me, your master."
"Is that so?"
"Well yes, after all, I am the only thing standing between your mother and St. Mungo's, am I not? And as such I am entitled to some small show of gratitude on your part."
Ginny gritted her teeth at his high and mighty sounding speech and wanted to smack that infernal smirk right off his face, but he was right. He really was the person responsible for ensuring her mothers well being so instead she lowered her head meekly and feigned agreement.
"I think it would be easier if I informed you off your duties and obligations up front from now on so that we can avoid any more unfortunate mishaps in the future."
"And what would these duties and obligations consist of then?"
"First, you will always appear affectionate when in the presence of other people, if there is anything you object to or disagree with these matters will always be discussed in private, is that clear?"
Ginny nodded.
"Secondly you will never disapprove of my advances towards you, unless you are ill or otherwise indisposed, I expect you to service me at any time." He paused briefly as if to stress the importance of this command before continuing. "Thirdly, you will never under any circumstances reveal anything but loving feelings towards me to the outside world you are to appear as my most loving mistress, is that clear?"
"Crystal." She muttered through clenched teeth.
"Very well then, you may start attending to your duties immediately." He gestured to his lap. "It would seem that I could do with a bit of your loving attention before I leave you."
Ginny felt her hands clench up into fists, that smug arrogant bastard actually expected her to to but then it wasn't really as if she had much of a choice now was it, after all she had entered into this bargain with Malfoy by her own free will, and as he had said, he was the only thing standing between her mother and St. Mungo's, and for that she would have to repay him.
She straddled his chair and started undressing him slowly. First unbuttoning his shirt then his trousers, and finally letting her hand slide softly across his chest and stomach until it reached his hardness.
Draco hissed softly at the feel of her soft fingers wrapped around him, it felt so good, even better than he had imagined. One of her fingers rubbed his sensitive glans and He knew that it would take very little before he came.
He captured her mouth for a deep kiss, letting his tongue explore the soft cavern before pushing her off his lap so that she was again standing in front of him.
Ginny was confused, she thought she had been doing what he wanted, and then he had ended it. But she didn't think she had done anything wring, Draco seemed quite pleased with her.
He reached down into the pocket of his now unbuttoned pants and pulled up a small box, inside it was what appeared to be a small butterfly? Ginny looked back at his face and the smug satisfaction she saw there made her take a step back, Malfoy was up to something, that was for sure. And that look did not bode well for her.
He pulled her back between his legs, a firm grasp on her arm, preventing her escape. He picked up the small golden object from the box and fitted it across her clitoris, then leaned back to admire his handy work.
Ginny looked down, the tiny golden contraption seemed harmless enough, but nothing Malfoy ever did was harmless.
"What did you do?"
"Think of it as a reminder."
"A reminder?" She repeated.
"Yes, it will remind you of who you belong to."
He flicked the box shut and at that instant the thing started to vibrate, a soft pulse that seemed to send tingles of excitement straight through her system. It was so intense that Ginny's knees buckled and she would have fallen to the floor if Draco hadn't caught her and hauled her onto his lap.
As his fingers eased inside her she realized that she was already so wet, so prepared by this strange contraption, she needed him desperately. Whatever the thing was, it was working well, she had never imagined that it was possible to become so instantly aroused.
When Draco replaced his fingers with a much larger part of his anatomy Ginny was already in the throes of orgasm, her internal muscles contracting around him so hard, making it almost impossible to hold off his own release, but he did.
He remained buried inside her, not moving, letting the powerful climax that rippled through her do all the work, she came twice more before her let himself find release inside her.
When he opened his eyes again, Ginny was still straddling his lap, her eyes were closed and her breathing labored as one orgasm after the other rushed through her. Small whimpers and moans was escaping her lips as he lifted her up and carried her back to the bed.
As he changed his clothes he smiled every time he heard her whisper his name, sometimes in a begging tone other times in ecstasy. As he walked passed the bed on his way through the door her small voice stopped him.
"Draco? Aren't you going to take it off stop it?"
His mouth twisted into a malicious smile, which he hid well before turning towards her.
"As I said, it's a reminder. Don't worry, I only have two meetings today so I will be back in a few hours."
She looked at him with wide eyed disbelief as he turned and headed out of the room, he couldn't be serious, he couldn't intend to leave her here like this?
"Draco!"
Her angry shout echoed thought the hallways, and Draco smiled as the end of her scream reached an unnatural pitch when she came again. He twirled the remote between his fingers, Virginia Weasley was about to be taught a lesson and he couldn't help but think that he was just the man to teach her.
A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long to get out this chapter, I was going to post it before Christmas but an unfortunate series of computer problems banded up against me. *Smiles prettily and hope you forgive me*
To everyone who took the time to review: I love you. *throws kisses*