Bring me the nastiest colours known to humanity (blpaintchart) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2008-02-17 11:26:00 |
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“You paid how much?”
“Four thousand galleons.”
“Four thousand galleons? For me?”
“That’s right.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“ ‘I don’t believe you, Master’, please Severus.”
“This is ridiculous. I refuse to call you Master.”
“Very well, ‘Sir’ will do.”
“No.”
“Or ‘My Lord.’ Yes, that has possibilities.”
“Certainly not.”
“Ah, but you are now my property, and therefore not in a position to refuse me.”
“I fail to see how an impoverished werewolf can afford a slave in the first place.”
“Well, it just so happens that I became the beneficiary of a rather large will.”
“That sounds extremely unlikely.”
“It is not your place to question me. When I want your opinion, slave, I’ll ask for it!”
“When I decide to comment, Master, I shall.”
“Ah, so it’s going to be like that, eh?”
“It would appear so.”
“Yes, the auctioneer did warn that you were a feisty one.”
“Which makes me sound like somebody’s grandmother.”
“Silence, slave! On your knees!”
“No.”
“I said on your knees. Now!”
“And I said no.”
“I can make this collar uncomfortably tight for you.”
“What a talented creature you are.”
“Slave, you forget yourself. You are no longer a free wizard, but a worthless piece of flesh!”
“So worthless, indeed, that my price was four thousand galleons.”
“That’s enough! On your knees, I say.”
“No.”
“I will remind you that you are not in a position to refuse me. Anything.”
“Ah, it’s going to be like that, then.”
“What do you mean?”
“The wolf thinks he has bought a new sex toy.”
“You will address me by my title, slave!”
“Certainly, Master Fleabitten Mangy Canine.”
“Mind your manners, slave! I could decide not to use you as my sex toy, I suppose.”
“You are all benevolence.”
“I could always wait until the night of the full and use you as my chew toy instead.”
“So now he lets the animal out.”
“I’m only just beginning to. Kneel down.”
“Argh!”
“Yes, it’s quite a solid collar isn’t it?”
“Mnngh!”
“And there’s nothing quite like the kiss of a whip to focus the mind, don’t you agree?”
“Mnngh!”
“What was that, slave? You’re not making yourself plain.”
“Mmpf!”
“I think I shall have to punish you further. Oh, look! Perhaps I should use this. It’s a nice piece of kit, wouldn’t you say?”
“Mmpf... I...”
“You wanted to speak, slave?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Very good. My, but you learn quickly! I see that a little flogging worked like magic on you.”
“Indeed. Thank you Master.”
“How gratifying. I shall soon have the most obedient slave in the country.”
“Master, I...”
“I’d like to show you off in public. Would you like that, slave? To be paraded around in your collar?”
“No!”
“What did you say?”
“I... er... no, Master, please don’t humiliate me.”
“Perhaps you’d enjoy wearing nothing but that collar?”
“Please, no, Master.”
“So that all the world can see you are mine.”
“I can’t...”
“My property. Yes, I rather like the sound of that. Right, get your lips round this.”
“Mmpf.”
“Such silky hair!”
“Mmpf.”
“And soft, supple lips.”
“Mmpf.”
“Oh yes, you know how to please, don’t you, slave?”
“Mmpf.”
“You’ve done this before, I can tell.”
“Mmpf.”
“Oh yes! Oh! Oh! Aaaahhhhhh!”
“May I speak, Master?”
“You have pleased me greatly, so yes, you may speak.”
“It’s nearly six o’clock, Master.”
“You’re joking?”
“Indeed not, Master.”
“Fuck! Well, we’d better get you out of this collar then.”
“Thank you, Master.”
“There we go.”
“Ah! That’s better. It’s a very fine collar but it does tend to make one’s neck rather stiff.”
“You look beautiful wearing it, Severus.”
“And you are as soppy as ever.”
“Just the effect you have on me, I’m afraid.”
“Have you seen my socks, Remus?”
“Yep, they’re under the bed.”
“So they are. And my waistcoat?”
“I hung that up behind the door.”
“Thank you. It would not do to be underdressed for a staff meeting.”
“Oh, I don’t know. Perhaps next time you should wear the collar to the meeting.”
“Certainly not! What would Minerva say?”
“I don’t know, but it would be fun to find out! And if you felt a little underdressed, we could always attach the lead.”
“You are more depraved than I give you credit for.”
“I love you too.”
“I’m well aware. After all, who else would ‘pay’ four thousand galleons for me?”