Esclavitud *Now Complete* | By : tana97 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 45836 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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The following Monday Harry arrived home to find Severus waiting for him in his full slave gear. Harry smiled at his slave embracing him and kissing him on the forehead as it was now their routine. Severus took Harry’s cloak and placed it on the hook. Harry seemed entranced by the jingle that Severus’ bangles sang.
“It seems that every day you have more bangles,” said the master when his slave rejoined him.
“Indeed Master, I do. Mimi places a new bangle every time I… service you,” he said with a bit of pride in his voice.
“Wow, wont that get a bid cumbersome after a while?”
“Every dozen will be turned into one golden bangle,” explained the Slytherin.
Harry surveyed each of Severus’ appendages and found no gold bangle. “I guess we better start working on getting you some gold bangles,” he said making Snape duck his head in an attempt to hide a smile.
This became their routine for the next couple of days, but come Thursday Severus was waiting for Harry in his brewing robes. Harry couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed. Severus immediately held his head in pain. His master rushed to hold him.
“I’m sorry Severus. It’s alright really. It just took me by surprise,” said Harry as he stroke Severus’ back, but it was obviously too late because Severus was shaking.
“Master, I am afraid you are going to have to punish me,” said Severus into Harry neck.
It was then when Harry realized what was going on, “Severus, did you do this on purpose?”
“I can not tell my master a lie; yes Master, I did” he said burying his face in Harry’s shoulder.
“Severus, I mean it when I tell you that I do not like punishing you,” said Harry in a stern voice, but no sooner the words left his mouth that Severus fell to his knees in pain. He was shaking and he looked ill.
“Severus, what’s wrong?”
“I have really crossed you Master; I am sorry. Please Master, forgive me. I will not do it again.”
“It’s ok Severus, I am not mad. Please stop shaking, please,” pleaded the Boy Who Lived.
“Master, Master… the curse… the curse is punishing me for my cheek. I am so sorry Master; please forgive me. I will not do it again,” by now Severus was curled up in a fetus position.
Harry vanished Severus’ clothing with a swish of his wand and then started spanking him with all his force until Severus stopped sobbing. Then he took him in his arms and stroke and cooed him.
“Why don’t you go kneel next to the sofa?” said Harry with a shy smile.
“Master, I do not deserve your attentions. I was truly bad.”
“I do not think you were bad. In fact, I think you were scheming. Quite like your old self. Tell you what, why don’t we have dinner and before bed you can have Mimi prepare you for me. Does that sound like a plan?”
Severus simply nodded and after dinner the plan was executed.
The following Friday Ron and Hermione came for their usual visit. Fridays had become a series of routines headed by dinner, chess playing and conversations and ending with goodbyes filled with banter. Hermione was very pleased to find that her theory on the Confundus element of the curse had been correct. The Confundus element kept the slave from reading or writing on parchment because this is what was blocked when the curse was created, but had no effect on other types of writing and reading devices.
Harry asked the elves to retire for the night and he and Severus stayed in the sitting room observing the fire. Harry was absently caressing Severus’ hair lost in thought. So much had changed in the past weeks. He really enjoyed coming home to Severus and the elves. It was like coming home to a real family. And for some reason he could not stop thinking of his wonderful birthday gift. Severus had put so much care into that bath and massage. He found that this memory invaded his mind every time he had a minute to himself. Did Severus want to be by his side? Did Severus enjoy their intimacy? Could Severus ever learn to love someone he despised so much, before the curse? Could he ever learn to love another… It was then when the fire flared up. There in the mist of the amber was Harry’s lover, Charlie.
“Please love, may I come through?”
Harry looked at him in disbelieve and immediately felt Snape shake in fear. Harry looked down at the man at his feet and knew that he could not allow his lover passage.
“Love, please hear me out. I miss you so much. I need to be with you Harry; only with you. Let me in love I am here for a whole week; if you will have me.”
A whole week, Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. They had not spent more than a night together. Harry had always wanted to go on holiday with the red head but it had only ever been a dream. A week! No he couldn’t put Severus through that. Severus did not deserve a week of torture.
“Harry, send him away I don’t want to see him or speak to him. Love, I am here for you; for us,” bargained the red head.
Charlie wanted to spend time with him. He was here just for Harry. The feeling was so overpowering and without a second thought Harry granted passage and called for the elves.
“Master called?” responded Kreacher turning his head to look at Charlie, “Harry Potter Sir wants Kreacher to get rid of the pest?”
“Kreacher,” warned Harry. “Mimi, take Severus to the guest room. Keep him there and if he gets board you may take him down to the lab or to the garden.” Then he turned to Kreacher “Kreacher make sure he is hydrated. I will go feed him as soon as possible.”
Mimi soon disappeared with Severus and Kreacher followed, but not without giving Charlie and odious glare. Harry was about to turn to his boyfriend when he felt two strong arms wrap around his waist and lips on the back of his neck. He had to close his eyes and just take in the moment. Was Charlie really here? Did he really need him so much that he had taken time off from work to patch things up? Wow, Charlie never took time off from work, but yet here he was. Harry didn’t really believe that Charlie would stay a whole week however it was a nice dream, a dream that Harry decided to embrace.
“Love, you have no idea how awful I have been feeling. The thought of never having you in my arms was too much to bear. I wanted to come back that same night and patch things up, but my stupid pride would not let me. Instead I went to the pub and got totally smashed. I have been so foolish; can you forgive me?”
“Charlie you know you don’t have to ask for forgiveness. I will always be here for you. You know you are the only man I have ever loved.”
Charlie smiled into Harry’s hair. “Do you remember the first time I had you in my arms. It was the day after the World Cup and you didn’t understand why you were getting hard every time you thought about Victor. I put up a silencing charm, not that we needed one, Ron can sleep through fireworks.” They both laughed. “I lie beside you in that tiny bed and your eyes grew like the headlight on Dad’s flying car,” again they both chuckled. “I had to bury my face in your ear so as not to grin and make you uncomfortable. You held on to my arm as if you were drowning. Wanting to assure you I placed my body over yours and it was then I realized how hard you were,” Harry leaned back into his lover with a moan. Charlie was making him relieve one of his best memories, one that he often used to relief himself. Harry could feel Charlie’s manhood digging into his backside. He wanted to cast a disrobing charm and bend over for this man. This man who had the ability to shake his life, to make him feel, to make him live.
“Charlie, please take me upstairs and make love to me.”
“But where love. Where can we go that you have not taken Snape? I am sorry love, but I don’t want you remembering your time with him while in my arms.”
“Charlie you know he means nothing to me. He is down on his luck and I am just trying to help him get back on his feet. Please Charlie tell me you understand.”
“I do love, but please understand me; I can’t help this feeling of jealousy. You know how possessive I am.”
“I can switch the beds. I will place the bed in the guestroom in my room.”
“You have never been with him in the guestroom?”
“No Charlie I haven’t.”
“Very well love, why don’t you go upstairs and get everything sorted. I have to make a firecall so we can sleep in late,” he gave the unforced command and kissed Harry on the forehead. He could not believe how easy it was to place a goofy grin on Harry’s face.
After changing the beds Harry didn’t know what to do. Should he undress and surprise Charlie? He decided against it. Charlie did like to take control over every aspect of their lovemaking. He had explained to Harry that after working with very unpredictable creatures he needed to come home and be in control. But Charlie was taking forever with that firecall. Harry couldn’t believe how uneasy he felt, how inadequate. Here he was a twenty-two years old still feeling like the fourteen year old that Charlie took into his arms all those years ago. Harry was always fearful of loosing his one and only true love; of being alone.
Charlie walked into the room and took Harry in his arms, “Sorry love, that took way more time then I thought. Is everything straightened out up here?” Peking Harry on the lips.
“Yes Charlie,” said a subdued emerald eye boy.
“Harry I am here for you because I love you and I know you are happy when I am here. Am I right love?”
Harry took in a deep breath enjoying his lover’s scent, “Yes Charlie.”
“Harry you are not going to touch him while I am here; I don’t think I could bear it.”
“No Charlie, no, it’s just that I don’t know how long he can go without my touch.”
“Baby you are going to have to decide if my love is more important to you than Snape.”
“Charlie you know that there is nothing more important to me than you. I love you Charlie. How can I prove it to you?”
“You must promise me you won’t touch him while I am here. Promise me love.”
A week, surely Severus could take a week of nutrient water and a week of no touch. He had even told Harry last time that he should please Charlie. Severus was strong he could take it. And besides it wasn’t like he was in a cell, nude, and hungry. He would be in the guest room with two elves at his beck and call. Everything sounded reasonable, but yet Harry still felt a pang in his stomach; a pang that he decided to ignore. Charlie was here, holding him, promising him a week of pure and unadulterated lovemaking. Isn’t this what Harry had always wanted? Didn’t he deserve a week of thinking about nothing but Harry?
“I promise,” said an enchanted Boy Who Lived.
And his dream began; he was in Charlie’s arms form daybreak to dawn. They did everything together from the moment they woke to the instance in which they embraced Morpheus. Charlie would only leave him alone for a couple of minutes each night in which he went down to call the Center to leave instructions for the next day. It was on the third night during this time that Kreacher popped into the room.
“Harry Potter Sir, you must come feed Severus and tend to his needs. Severus is not feeling well, Harry Potter Sir.”
“Kreacher I can’t. I promised Charlie I wouldn’t touch Severus while he was here. Go before he comes back.” Kreacher glared at him and popped out of the room. But the following night at that same time it was not Kreacher who popped in, but Mimi.
“Harry Potter Sir, you will come now and tend to Severus, your slave,” she said with her tiny hands on her hips.
“Mimi, I told Kreacher, I can’t. Please Mimi, understand I will never have this opportunity again. I am with the one I love. You can understand that, can’t you? Please try to make Severus as comfortable as possible. As soon as Charlie leaves I will make it up to him. Mimi please leave, Charlie will be here any minute now.”
“No Harry Potter Sir! I will not go back to Severus and see him suffer like that.” And with a snap of her fingers Severus was lying on the floor shaking. “You tell him, Harry Potter Sir, you tell him he must wait for the master that promised to take care of him.”
Harry could not believe what he was seeing. Severus was naked and shaking on the floor. He looked just the way he had the day that Harry and Ron found him in the corner of the Death Eaters den. Had he done this to Severus? His stomach was turning. He had to find a way to make it good. He approached Severus, carful not to touch him and said, “Severus you must go with Ron, he will take care of you. You must repeat after me… Ronald Weasley…”
“Ronald Weasley,” repeated the frighten figure.
“…is my master.”
Severus started shaking and sobbing, “Please Master, NO! I will be fine. I will stop shaking. I will drink the nutrient water that Kreacher gives me. Please Master, do not send me away.”
“Shhh… Severus, don’t worry it is just for a couple of days. Look as soon as Charlie leaves I will go pick you up. I promise. Didn’t you say you wanted to see me happy? Severus, I am so happy right now. Please don’t spoil this for me,” pleaded the master and the slave looking into his master’s eyes understood that his master’s needs were before his own. Seeing that he had gotten trough to his slave, “Now repeat, Ronald Weasley is my master.”
Severus composed himself as best as he could and said, “Ronald Weasley is my master.”
“Thank you Severus. Mimi, please take him to Ron’s house.”
The elf had tears running down her face, but did not say a word and popped out of the room with Severus.
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