𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒 - 𝐃.𝐌.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 31

~ SMUT ~

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The first thing I watched Draco pull out were a pair of handcuffs.

"Hmmm." he mumbled to himself, trying to pick out more things to use.

"No no." as if something stopped him, he put the handcuffs back in the box, "We're gonna start with this instead." he took out the rope that I saw earlier.

"Now get up, and stand in front of that mirror." he told me.

So I obeyed, I walked to his full length mirror and stood myself in front of it.

He demanded that I put my arms behind my back, and he gripped them tightly together.

He tied the rope around my wrists, knotting them together to where I couldn't move them anymore.

I watched our reflections in the mirror. I saw him take his boxers off and throw them to the side.

He had a raging boner, I wanted it all to myself.

He yanked me towards him and looked down on me into my eyes.

"Now, I recalled earlier that someone doesn't think they're beautiful. Am I correct?" he asked.

I nodded sheepishly.

In the fastest and most rapid movement possible, he spun me around and bent me over in front of him.

"Look in that mirror. Look in it!" he yelled.

I pulled my head up as quickly as I could and stared into the mirror and saw the position I was now in.

"Now what do you have to say for yourself?!" he asked.

"I'm sorry?"

"Wrong!" he scolded before I felt his tip enter me.

"I-I'm sorry that I said i'm not beautiful?" I tried.

"Wrong again!" he slid it further.

"I don't—"

"WRONG!" I felt him slide completely inside of me.

He leaned forward, I could feel his stomach pressed against my back and his breath close, "The correct words are "I am beautiful" get it right!" he yelled again on the last three words.

I flinched slightly.

"I am beautiful.." I mumbled.

"Don't fucking mumble!! Louder!" he thrusted.

I wept to myself silently, regretting what I had said earlier.

But maybe this wasn't so bad..

"I'm beautiful." my voice became louder.

"Not loud enough!"

I moaned when he thrusted faster.

"I'm beautiful!" on the verge of yelling I cried out.

"Cmon you can do better than th—"

"I'm beautiful!!!" I yelled the loudest I possibly could.

Draco chuckled, "Perfect."

One of his hands holding my wrists tied by rope, the other grabbed my neck and pulled it backwards. He met me in the middle, "Look at yourself again. Now you're all sweaty and your hair is messed up. Are you still beautiful?"

I paused for a long moment, I could tell he was ready to demolish me until I finally said it, "Yes?"

"Don't say that like it's a question! I will always think you're beautiful, no matter what the hell you look like. Do I make myself clear?!"