Drabble: Do You Love Me? [Narcissa/Ginny]
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rarepair_shortsTitle: Do You Love Me?
Character Pairing: Narcissa/Ginny
Prompt: Fall To Your Knees
Rating: R
Word Count: 289
Summary: Narcissa has grown fond of Ginny and wants to know if Ginny loves her in return.
Author's Notes: Includes slight BDSM, slight torture and prisoner/captive.
Link to Prompt Table: Prompt Table
“Kneel,” commanded Narcissa, but Ginny failed to comply. “NOW,” screamed the tall, blonde woman, and this time, scared of Narcissa's wrath, Ginny knelt at her feet.
“Good girl,” soothed Narcissa, stroking Ginny's flame-red hair. She'd always had fantasies of controlling a Weasley, but this, this was beyond words. It was a long time ago that Ginny had been captured, several months. The war was ongoing, still, years later. Narcissa suspected that Ginny's husband, Harry, would be frantic looking for her, but that made Narcissa even more wet.
“Kiss my feet,” drawled Narcissa; she revelled in Ginny's submissiveness. When she had first been brought here, Ginny was the same old fiery red-head she had always been, but Narcissa's whip soon sorted her out. Cissy did love seeing Ginny's terrified face whenever she brought it out to play. Narcissa lifted her right foot up, and Ginny sucked on her toes as she had been taught.
“Do you love me, my darling?” asked Narcissa, though didn't expect such a temper from Ginny as a reply. Ginny bit Cissy's toes and stood up, slapping her and heading towards the door, but Narcissa was quick to react and paralysed Ginny with her wand.
“No, no, no!” reprimanded Narcissa, and left the room to fetch the whip Ginny was so scared of.
A hundred whippings later and Ginny out of paralysis, Narcissa asked the question again.
“Do you love me?”
Ginny shook her head. Narcissa had grown fond of Ginny, she had grown to love her, and it hurt her deeply that she refused to love her back.
“Take her away,” Narcissa called to the servants outside the door, “I want her sent somewhere else first thing tomorrow. I don't want her anymore.”
Character Pairing: Narcissa/Ginny
Prompt: Fall To Your Knees
Rating: R
Word Count: 289
Summary: Narcissa has grown fond of Ginny and wants to know if Ginny loves her in return.
Author's Notes: Includes slight BDSM, slight torture and prisoner/captive.
Link to Prompt Table: Prompt Table
“Kneel,” commanded Narcissa, but Ginny failed to comply. “NOW,” screamed the tall, blonde woman, and this time, scared of Narcissa's wrath, Ginny knelt at her feet.
“Good girl,” soothed Narcissa, stroking Ginny's flame-red hair. She'd always had fantasies of controlling a Weasley, but this, this was beyond words. It was a long time ago that Ginny had been captured, several months. The war was ongoing, still, years later. Narcissa suspected that Ginny's husband, Harry, would be frantic looking for her, but that made Narcissa even more wet.
“Kiss my feet,” drawled Narcissa; she revelled in Ginny's submissiveness. When she had first been brought here, Ginny was the same old fiery red-head she had always been, but Narcissa's whip soon sorted her out. Cissy did love seeing Ginny's terrified face whenever she brought it out to play. Narcissa lifted her right foot up, and Ginny sucked on her toes as she had been taught.
“Do you love me, my darling?” asked Narcissa, though didn't expect such a temper from Ginny as a reply. Ginny bit Cissy's toes and stood up, slapping her and heading towards the door, but Narcissa was quick to react and paralysed Ginny with her wand.
“No, no, no!” reprimanded Narcissa, and left the room to fetch the whip Ginny was so scared of.
A hundred whippings later and Ginny out of paralysis, Narcissa asked the question again.
“Do you love me?”
Ginny shook her head. Narcissa had grown fond of Ginny, she had grown to love her, and it hurt her deeply that she refused to love her back.
“Take her away,” Narcissa called to the servants outside the door, “I want her sent somewhere else first thing tomorrow. I don't want her anymore.”
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