Cheerleader ☾ 𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 ; one shot

Cheerleader ☾𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆

It was a cloudy and chilly day, which made make you think about just fully skipping cheer practice today because of the fact that your cheer uniform is the furthest outfit from keeping you warm, but overthinking it, you just decided to go because of not wanting to piss off your captain more than you've already done from all the the practices you've carelessly missed. You were in your dorm getting your cheer uniform on when suddenly, you heard a knock. "Doll, open this door." you heard a ticked off Tom Riddle say. hearing the irritation in his voice slightly made your stomach drop, knowing that he's gonna end up taking his anger out out on you like he always does. "Wait a second, Tom. I'm getting dressed." You tried to put on your uniform at a faster pace, knowing that he's not gonna have time to put up with your bullshit. "Do you think I give a fuck? Open the goddamn door, stop being a stupid brat." You can hear him getting angrier with every word he says, which made you slightly bite your lip out of nervousness, now being aware with the fact that you've just made it 10 times worse for yourself by not listening the first time. You finish putting on your uniform and quickly walk over to the door and unlock it, having an angry Tom Riddle immediately push it open and shut and lock it again within which seems about a second. He shoves you up against your wall by your throat, clenching his jaw while looking down at you as he towers over you. "You're fucking pathetic, you know that?" You can hear a slight pitch of amusement in his voice which makes all of the hope of not getting immediately punished by him fade away. "I- I jus-." You try to speak but just immensely fail, probably because of the fact that a 6'6 standing Tom Riddle is looking down at you like you're his prey. "Don't even start with your pathetic excuses, whenever I tell you to do something, you fucking do it with no hesitation. Now do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth, or are you just too much of a stupid whore to fathom what I am saying to you?" All of the amusement he had now has suddenly vanished into thin air, he was now just looking down at you with a cold, blank expression, speaking to you in an absolute bone chilling tone. You take a moment to think before speaking, "It won't happen again, I'm sorry." You look directly up at him with begging eyes. "I don't want to hear your bullshit. Now.. lets put this mouth to a good use, yes?" He slightly smirks while looking down at you, seeing the slight fear in your eyes. "Tom, I have cheer practice." You say to him, trying to get him to at least back out till your practice is finished, but knowing in the back of your head that there's absolutely no chance. His arms are now at his sides, hearing your words make him clench his fists, trying to hold himself back. "Now, we both now you fucking hate going to practice, and I just cannot believe that you thought you would be able to go absolutely anywhere wearing that slutty ass skirt of yours. I knew you were clueless but being this clueless is just pitiful. You really are a worthless slut, just like I thought you were." He slightly smirks while saying this, knowing his words are going to get to you, but you wont be able to do anything about it. "Now get on your fucking knees." He doesn't even give you anytime to move before forcefully shoving you on your knees, both unbuckling his belt and pulling out his cock in under seconds. "Now, open your mouth. Fucking slut." He doesn't give you a second to breathe before immediately shoving his inches down your throat and grabbing your hair, pulling it into a ponytail. Hearing you gag around him just made him fuck your throat even harder and speed his pace. "Pathetic girl, I don't even have half my dick down your throat and you're already gagging. I suppose you'll just need proper training to fix that." He slightly throws his head back, letting out quiet groans from time to time. You can feel the wetness between your thighs deepening, just wanting him inside of you at this point. Slowly, you move your hands under your skirt, rubbing around your wetness through your panties. As Tom realizes what you're doing, a sudden rush of rage washes over him, making him stop throat fucking you, pulling your head off of his cock. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Do you want to be punished? You're a fucking pathetic bitch, you know that." You can hear the rage in his voice, which makes your stomach drop and remove your hands from your panties. He lets go of your hair, grabbing your chin tightly to look up at him, "Hey, you fucking look at me when I'm speaking to you. Do you want to be punished?" All you can let out at his words is a slight whimper. "You disgust me, such a fucking whore, just wants to be absolutely humiliated." He tuts and within a second pulls you up to stand. "You need to be punished, but doing it now would be no fun now would it? I need your fear to sink in, the realization that you will not be standing for a week after I am finished with you, do you understand that?" He says while pulling his trousers back up. His words make you weak, beginning to feel the fear that he was just talking about fill you up. You slightly nod though, to show him your understanding because of the fact that you do not want to piss him off anymore than you already have. "You do not know what you're in for tonight." He slightly chuckles in a way that makes a feeling of uneasiness melt over you. Without giving you a moment to speak he grabs your throat, slowly moving his thumb over your lips, while admiring you, but not in a 'loving' kind of way, more in a kidnapper looking at his victim kind of way. After just a moment, a sudden look of bitterness washes over his face. He lets you go and turns around with no words. As his hand comes in contact with the door knob, he gives you one last look before speaking, "Be ready for me, doll. 10PM." Those are the only words that come out of his mouth before swiftly opening the door and walking out, shutting it behind him. You take a second to let his words sink in, knowing you've absolutely fucked yourself.