The Dark Lord's Consort

Draco flinched as he peeled his battered body off the soiled sheets and made his way to the ornate bathroom that connected to his suite or should he say his gilded cage. Yes, Draco was now a prisoner consigned to spend his days in the wing designated to him by his captor or as the Dark Lord fancies himself his lover. PWP and Yaoi; Don't Like It? Don't Read It! Complete!