Tom Riddle Imagines

Stockholme Syndrome (2)

Golden Trio Era

Y/N Y/LN

"Well well, Miss L/N" the dark lord smirks, and I am terrified of what punishment I am about to receive. "Well come in, Doll" he grins, gesturing to me to enter. I do so without hesitation, and he shuts the door with wandless magic. "My lord, I'm sorry, I was cleaning and I-" I begin, but he cuts me off.

"Get on your knees, Doll!" he commands. A flash of confusion passes on my face, but I sink to my knees before him, like he ordered. He smirks at my obedience, then speaks: "Are you a whore, Y/n?" he asks, tilting his head at me. "What? No, I-" I start to say, but again he cuts me off. "Wrong answer" he sighs.

"What? How dare you?!" I shout, glaring at him. "I'm not a whore!" I retort, angrily. He grabs my chin, and tilts my head up. "Hmm, perhaps not then, but you are about to become one" he grins, making me look even more confused. "What does that even mean?" I ask. "It means, doll, that you are going to become my personal whore" he tells me with a smirk.

"Why would I agree to that?" I retort, despite feeling myself get turned on by his words. "My darling, you are mistaken if you belive that you have a choice in this matter. Besides, can you honestly look me in the eyes, and tell me that you are not attrated to me? That if I offered to please you, to fuck you right now, you'd say no?" he asks, a knowing smirk on his beautiful face.

"I...I...no" I sigh defeatedly. "Oh doll, you're such a good girl for me" he praises, and leans down to capture my lips. They collide with mine, his soft lips moving passionately against my own, as I try to match his passion. His tongue darts out, licking my bottom lip, wordlessly seeking entrance to my mouth. At this point, I couldn't hold back even if I wanted to.

So I open my mouth obediently, and his tongue enters, slowly exploring my mouth, then pushing against mine as he seeks to assert dominance over me. Not like he doesn't already have it. I moan against his mouth, and his grip tightens on my chin, as we continue making out. He only pulls away, when I'm gasping for breath, and when he does, a string of saliva connects our mouths.

He smirks proudly, and pulls away completely, straightening up, which breaks the string of saliva. I'm panting softly, my cheeks flushed and he revels in the sight of me. "Now, be a good girl and get my sons. I need to speak to them" he commands. I frown, but nod, and stand carefully to go and summon Tom and Mattheo.

*****I return with Mattheo and Tom, and shut the door behind us. The dark lord has now fixed up his appearance and his eyes scan his sons. "So, Tom, Mattheo. You both still fancy Y/n am I correct?" He asks, getting straight to the point.

"Uh...yes" both Mattheo and Tom answer simultaneously, flushing red as they admit that in front of me. "Then as long as she accepts, you both have my permission to have her" The dark lord answers.

"What?!" Mattheo asks shocked. "You heard me. You have my permission to have her if she agrees to do so" the dark lord tells Mattheo. Both Tom and Mattheo look utterly shocked for a while.

Tom turns to me first. "Y/n, darling, can I have you?" He asks rather politely. I'm still in shock but nod yes. "I want you too," Mattheo speaks up. "Y-you can both have me" I tell them, a little nervously. They both grin, and are going to leave the room with me, when the Dark Lord stops us.

"And where do you think you're all going?" He demands. "Father, you said we can have her?" Mattheo asks confused. "Yes, but I didn't tell you to leave this room did I? Anything you do to her, you do here. In front of me" he answers, making both boys gape at him.

"Did I forget to tell you, Y/n agreed to be my personal whore?" He asks with a smirk, making me blush at his words as both boys continue to gape in shock. "I did" I confirm, and the dark lord smirks, again, pulling me into him and kissing me in front of them.

A/N: smut next chapter. If anyone finds it weird that Voldy and his sons are gonna have her at the same time, in front of each other lmk. I'll make them unrelated by blood.