Mattheo Riddle One Shots

Sex Slave

Warnings: SMUT. I am not about to put all of the kinks tho.

Summary: Y/N disobeyed Master Mattheo's orders, now she's going to pay.

Words: 515

The air was thick with anticipation as Mattheo Riddle led his sex slave, Y/N, into his private dorm room. He had been watching her for weeks, observing the subtlest of infractions that made his blood boil. With a fluid motion, Mattheo secured Y/N to the bedframe, her wrists and ankles bound by strong restraints. He smiled to himself, knowing that she would be helpless against his whims.

"You are not to move," he hissed, his voice low and menacing.

Y/N's eyes fluttered open, filled with a mix of fear and desire. Mattheo could see the tremble in her thighs, the way her breath caught in her throat.

"Why?"

"Because I said so, if you continue to talk I'll gag that fucking whore mouth, understand?"

He walked over to the bedside table, retrieving a pair of nipple clamps from the drawer.

The metal was cold to the touch, and Mattheo savored the sensation as he applied them to Y/N's sensitive nipples.

A faint moan escaped her lips as he tightened the clamps, watching as her body tensed beneath her. He repeated the process on her clit, the clamps sending a jolt of electricity through her trembling form.

With a deft hand, Mattheo yanked a gag into place, silencing Y/N's cries of protest. He blindfolded her, wrapping the black cloth tightly around her eyes.

Y/N's body writhed beneath him, her nipples and clit aching with every movement. Mattheo laughed, the sound sending a shiver down her spine.

He slipped a vibrator beneath her, its gentle hum vibrating through her body. He teased her clit with the tip, never quite giving her what she needed.

"Stay still, or it will hurt much more" Mattheo whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

He used his fingers to stroke her nipples, twisting them with a deliberate cruelty that made Y/N's body jerk. But he never let her cum, instead teasing her with the brink of release.

Mattheo pulled out a remote control from his pocket, the device attached to the vibrator. He started edging her, slowly building up the intensity until she was on the verge of a climax.

"No," he hissed, pressing a button to slow the vibrations to a crawl.
Y/N's body thrashed beneath him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Mattheo chuckled, pleased with himself.
"Let's try that again."he whispered.
With a flick of his wrist, Mattheo sent Y/N into a vortex of pleasure and pain. He teased her, toying with her with a sadistic glee that left her panting.

Her body screamed for release, but Mattheo held firm, using every trick in his arsenal to keep her trapped.

For now, Y/N was at his mercy. But soon, she would beg for his touch. Soon, she would plead for his release.

Mattheo's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked on the blindfolded form beneath him.

Not yet, though.