Chapter 5

She lay awake in the dark, her body aching in anticipation. She looked at the clock to see she had five minutes till midnight. She sat up and slipped a night gown over her before sneaking out of her room. As she crept through the dark she saw Mr Filch turn a corner, making her slip into the shadows for a moment. When she reached the room of requirement she took in a deep breath, and released her hair from a bun so it cascaded down her back. She pushed the door open and walked in. Tom was sitting at his desk writing. Anastasia heard the door disappear behind her.

"You're on time for once Miss Delaney" He laid down his pen and looked up at her, making her fingers tingle.

"Well, I thought I had got myself into enough trouble for one day." She smiled sweetly, sauntering over to his desk. 

Tom leaned back in his chair as she slowly let her robe slip off her shoulders, brushing over her breasts and waist before landing around her feet. Tom inhaled deeply, taking in the appearance of her body. He could see the shape of her nipples through the black satin bra. He stood up slowly and walked around the desk. He stood behind her and she felt his eyes burning the skin on her spine. He placed his hands on her waist, before unclipping the stockings from her garter belt. With each ping of a clip Anastasia's body jolted. As her stockings slipped down her thighs Tom removed the high-waisted garter belt, also black per his request, to reveal her underwear. She felt his hands gently land on her shoulders as he began pushing her down, bending her over the desk. As Anastasia's cheek touched the wood Tom grazed his hands down her body. Without any warning he lifted a hand and with a swift motion spanked her behind. The surprise of it made Anastasia gasp and she felt a tingle shudder through her muscles. Tom held his breath as he spanked her again. With each whimper he felt himself growing hard. He grabbed her underwear and puled them up so they bunched in her crevasse. Seeing her red, twitching skin respond to his hand made him shiver.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" Tom asked, with less control in his breath than normal. He spanked her again.

"Y-yes." Anastasia whimpered. Tom spanked her again, harder making her skin burn. "Yes, my Lord." Tom released a deep breath as he undid his trousers.

"Show me what a good girl you are." She pushed herself off the desk, her legs trembling. She turned to see Tom touching himself with his eyes burning into her. She lowered herself in front of him. While keeping contact with his eyes she slowly opened her mouth and led him into her. The feeling of her lips around him sent Tom into overdrive. He released a guttural groan and grabbed the back of her head. He pushed himself further into her mouth. He moaned with each thrust. They kept looking at each other, Anastasia loved watching him break. Tom quickened his pace and Anastasia closed her grip around him, rubbing her tongue against him with each entry. Tom tightened his grasp on her hair and and forcefully pushed her head into him. With a final thrust fully inside of her he finished, pumping his cum down her throat. Anastasia gagged at the size of him. She felt him twitch inside of her and saw his body tremble. Tom's sweaty hands loosened their grip and Anastasia slowly lifter her head off him. She swallowed and looked up, needing approval. Tom smiled down at her, still shaking from the ecstasy.

"Good girl Anastasia... good girl." He breathed heavily. She wiped her lips and he bent down to lay a light kiss on her forehead. He pulled up his trousers and picked up her robe from the floor. Anastasia stood up, swaying slightly. Tom placed her robe around her, lifting her arms to slip them in.

"Thank you Mr. Riddle." She smiled. Tom responded by bending down and placing a peck on her lips, she could feel the residue of sweat around his mouth.

"Now, time for business Miss Delaney." A sudden wave of cold hit her as his body walked away from hers, returning to his desk to sit down. Anastasia tried to hide how much she hated how easily he switched back to being formal.

"So" She turned to face him, crossing her arms in front of her chest "what do you need me to do?"