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Smell of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 308989 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 29
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- I feel like I haven’t posted in forever, but it has only been a few days. In this chapter Harry gets one more girl for his harem. If you don’t like who he chose you can blame my husband, it is all his fault! You can give him credit too if you like the person, as he is the one that suggested her.

Aranel- He has just made a decision and you are now responsible for all graphic design needs for his army, then his empire! GO! If you really wish to know his plans for how he will run the country you will just have to keep reading :D. I am not sure if Daphne and Tracy are actually a pair so much as Daphne is enjoying having power over the only other girl she has regular access to. She may be put off by the biting though…
red demon- To Harry Tracy is now a vixen, which means yes, she isn’t really human any longer. Thanks for all the good suggestions, for many of them I am going to have to wait for a bit later in the story, but I did use a one or two in this chapter!
Dude- So my husband and I have a bet going… When you say you would like to see a girl “turned into a whipping toy”, do you mean you want to see at least one of the girls pretty much have the purpose of just being whipped, or do you mean you want one of them to be transfigured into a whip and used on the others. This is Hogwarts, both are possible. As for your otehr requests I was planning on much of it already, just like to start slow because Harry has time and logistical restraints while at school. Though I do think I will add Sinistra to the pool of future subs, I looked to see if there were any other cannon teachers and she really is the only female that seems to be working at Hogwarts under the same of 50…
Eclectic_Pet- What do you mean your name gives you away? MY name says nothing about me *looks as innocent as possible* I never bite. As you know there is a special place in my heart for Luna, so I already have plans for her, but I am holding them off for now. Glad you are enjoying his descent into Darkness, I wonder how many he will take with him into the void? *smirk*

Pairings- Hermione/Harry, Cho/Harry
Warnings- CR, D/s, Fingering, Humil, MC, M/F, Minor2, Spank

Harry waited for Hermione to read over the contract Tracy had written up. He had to admire his pet’s talent for the art, the contracts she had given him were perfect for his purposes. He watched as Hermione seemed to flip through the pages for the fourth time, he could see she was wiggling in her seat a bit as she read and he wondered if this was turning her on. He would be sure to find out once she signed.
“This is actually brilliant work Harry.” She finally said and looked up to him with narrowed eyes. “Did you really write it all on your own?” She asked in a tone that told him she wouldn’t believe him if he said he did.
“No. A new friend helped me.” he admitted and smiled as Hermione twitched.
“Who knows about this Harry?” She asked while she turned pink.
“Don’t worry, they are just as much sworn to secrecy as you will be.” he said motioning to the silence clause in the contract.
“I did notice that bit, and that it only applied to me, why?” She asked as she set the contract down and folded her arms over her breasts.
“A few reasons, but mostly practicality. I might need some supplies for our fun every so often, and if I am bound so tightly to keep our secret, I may not be able to get what I need. Also it is a Master’s right.” he added the last bit to make her squirm.
He moved around the table and stood behind her. He wanted to distract her brain a bit so he spoke softly in her ear, letting his breath tickle the small hairs on her neck. “What is your answer Hermione? Do you want to let me fulfill your more true fantasies, or are you too much of a coward to take the plunge?” he asked and nipped at her ear.
“I am not a coward.” She said as she tried to focus on anything but his touch.
“Then be my good girl…” He said to make her moan before he nipped at the outer edge of her ear. “Sign it.”
She picked up the quill and took in a slow breath. He made this seem like such a good idea, and she trusted Harry wouldn’t mistreat her. If she did this she could prove to him that this wasn’t the life for her. She could prove she wants to free the House Elves simply because she felt everyone should be free. She could hardly admit, even to herself that she also liked the idea that signing would please him. She wanted to please him.
“Where is the ink?” She asked a little breathless.
“Magical contracts are signed in blood.” He told her and kissed the spot just under her ear. She looked at the quill in her hand and realized it was like the one Umbridge used to use in detention. She hadn’t really thought of the practical use of such an object until just at that moment.
She gasped as she signed her name and the cuts quickly healed once she was done. Harry picked up the quill and signed just below her name. A smile spread across his face.
“Such a good girl, you have pleased your Master.” he told her and pulled away from her to roll up the contract and put it in his bag.
Hermione opened her eyes, though she was unsure when she had closed them and flushed. “You won’t abuse this to get me to do your homework or anything like that will you…” She opened her mouth to say his name but nothing came out. She frowned and looked at him.
“We are alone slave, what should you be calling me?” He asked with a smile.
She opened and closed her mouth a few more times, which gave Harry wicked ideas about what he wanted to put into it.
“Master.” She finally said and blushed very deeply now. “It won’t let me call you anything but Master when we are alone?” She asked only realizing now how powerful of a contract it was.
“That is correct slave.” he said and brushed his hand along her cheek. “But to answer your question I do not plan on having you do my homework. It would be a waste of my power.” he said as his thumb moved along her lips. “Open your mouth slave.” he said and glanced around the library to make sure they were still alone.
After swallowing hard Hermione parted her lips for him, and he inserted his thumb before pressing it against her tongue. “Oh the fun we are going to have.” he said breathlessly. “Suck.” He ordered as his eyes glowed with mischief.
She couldn’t look at anything but him with his finger stuck in her mouth like it was. A blush rose more deeply on her cheeks at the idea of someone finding them while she sucked on the digit. She obeyed him not being able to deny, even to herself, that the action was turning her on.
“Good girl.” he said as he felt her suck and lick his thumb. “I want you to close your eyes and imagine this is a… larger part of my anatomy.” He told her in a hushed voice. “A part of me that is getting very hard for his slave.”
She closed her eyes and moaned as she let her mind wonder where he was directing it. Her tongue moved against his thumb in ways she had read about in a romance novel, she wondered if she could please him by doing it to the real thing.
“Would you like to suck Master’s cock slave?” he asked her in a hushed voice. He wanted to see what dirty words would do to his treasure.
She moaned around the thumb and he watched as she wiggled in her seat. He moved the thumb so he was now moving in and out of her mouth at a slow pace. He leaned down to her ear and whispered. “That is exactly what you want to be isn’t it? A cock slave, my cock slave.”
When she moaned again he sat up and withdrew his finger from her mouth. She opened her eyes slowly and he could see she was very much in need of some more physical attention. He knew though, if he moved too fast, took too much, even now he could ruin what he wanted with her.
“I think we should find someplace more private, what do you think my sweet?” he asked with a smile and she seemed to come back to herself, realize where they were.
“Hum.” She started and then nodded quickly. He took her hand and lead her out of the library. “The Astronomy tower is usually pretty abandoned this time of day.” Harry said as he lead their way.
“Harry?” She asked as a student passed them in the hall. “Do you really want me to.. do that thing?” She finished and looked over to him.
“Every guy enjoys that thing Hermione, if they tell you otherwise they are lying.” he told her with a smirk.
“I don’t know if I am really….” She tried to say his name again when she noticed no one was in the hall. “...Master.”
He smirked, that particular game was going to be a fun one. “You seemed more than ready back in the library.” He pointed out and then stopped them. “Would you prefer we go back? I could have you kneel down surrounded by books while you enjoyed the taste of my cock.” he said, her blush only making him grin.
“NO!” She yelled a little louder then she meant to then looked around quickly. “I mean no thank you Master.” She said sarcastically.
“Sarcasm gets you punished.” Harry told her with wicked grin.
“Punished?” She asked, her eyes grew wide and Harry started to walk once again.
“Yes, all slaves get punished when they misbehave. I wouldn’t be a good Master if I didn’t correct you when you were bad.” he told her casually.
She was silent the rest of the way up to the tower. After he made sure no one was around her turned to his slave. “Which first?” he asked with a smile.
“What do you mean Master?” She asked as she fidgeted a bit.
“Would you like your punishment, or your reward first?” He asked with a grin.
“What is my reward?” She asked a little confused.
“Sucking Master’s cock is always a reward.” he told her and pet her cheek when she blushed. “I only offered it because you were such a good girl. You signed the contract, you sucked on Master’s thumb and made him hard. You deserve to taste him.”
“What is my punishment?” She asked as she tried to ignore the effect his words had on her.
“Well it is a first office, so I will be lenient. Five spanks with my hand for each infraction.” he said with a smirk.
“What other infractions do I have?” She asked as her eyes widened.
“Well there was the sarcasm in the hall, that is five, then you questioned your Master, another five, oh and your hurt my feelings not thanking me for my offered reward, all together that is…” he trailed off like he had to add them in his head.
“Fifteen?” She asked with a whimper.
“Good girl.” he said and she twitched, he was never going to get tired of that. “So, reward or punishment first?” he asked again.
He could see her mind as it worked on the problem. She was nervous about both, but she knew she couldn’t back out now. “Punishment.” She said finally, as she wanted to stall the action that would take the most attention on her part.
Harry just smiled and lead her over to the ledge of the tower. “Put your hands there slave.” he ordered before he moved behind her. “If you move out of position I add on five more.” he said before he pulled her hips back a little so her butt was sticking out. He reached in front of her and undid the button on her jeans before sliding them down her legs. With them still around her ankles he spread her legs to shoulder with.
“I know you are a smart slave so I am only going to tell you all this once. Before each punishment you will kiss and thank the tool I use for your discipline. Then with each strike you will count, if you lose count we start over. Today it is a simply spanking.” he said and held his right hand down to her lips.
She took in a shuddered breath and kissed his palm. “Thank you for my punishment.” She said very softly.
He ran his hand over her cotton covered bottom. “We are going to need to get you some better underwear.” he said more to himself. “Of maybe you just should go without.” he added and smirked as she twitched. He pushed the fabric down to reveal her ass to him, but let his stay around her legs.
After a bit more gentle rubbing his let her skin just hard enough to sting. She gasped and took in a slow breath. “One.” She said slowly. He hit her again on the other cheek and smiled as the shudder went down her spine. “Two.” She spoke in a strained voice.
He alternated cheeks with each strike and her legs were trembling by the time they for to the end.
“Fifteen.” She said and sounded revealed that it was over.
“You took your punishment well slave.” he told her and rubbed his sore hand. “I thought for sure my little Hermione would fight with me about it.” he taunted her as he pulled up her knickers to over her red ass. “I wonder…” he said and moved his hand between her legs, ever so lightly running his finger over the crotch. “did it make you hot?”
She gasped at the feel of his finger and shook her head. “I’m just… I’m trying to get through this… for the elves.” She told him and he laughed.
“I see, you were a good girl for he elves.” he said in a mocking tone. “Down on your knees slave. Are you going to suck my cock for the elves too?” he asked with a smirk.
She moved to her knees, the rough stone of the floor scraping against them. “Yes.” She said not wishing to admit she was very turned on at the idea of doing this for him.
“Well then maybe we should tell them? Should I call Dobby to come and witness your sacrifice?” he asked with a chuckle as she shook her head vigorously.
He sighed and ran his fingers through her hair. “This is a reward pet, I will not force it on you,” he said in a regretful tone. “If you do not wish it, you do not have to do it.” he said and stepped back from him.
Hermione’s eyes widened and she only just caught the whimper that wanted to escape her throat. She wanted it, she wanted to taste him, know what this felt like, but she didn’t want to have to admit that to him.
“We should head back anyway, Ron is probably looking for us by now.” he said not showing her how much he wanted it. He needed for her to admit what she wanted, if she felt like it was something he forced on her, she would never understand her own desires.
She knelt there for a long moment before getting to her feet and fixing her clothes. “You are right Master.” She was just too proud to admit the truth to him.

It was a very long day for Harry. After his slave chose to deny them both pleasure he spent most of the day with Ron as the other boy went back and forth about weather Luna was girlfriend material. Then he had a meeting with Dumbledore so the Headmaster could start teaching him what he would need to know to take down Voldemort.
By the time he got back to the common room everyone but Hermione and Ron were up in there beds. He assumed his two friends were curious about what he learned from the Headmaster, though Ron had fallen asleep on the couch while they were waiting for them.
“How did it go Master?” Hermione asked then glanced over to Ron. “We are going to need to tell him about us soon…” She said suddenly then turned back to him.
“It went well, Dumbledore is giving me more information about Voldemort so we can figure out his weakness I think. Should be useful lessons this year.” he told her and then looked to Ron. “I think you are right, but I would prefer for him to be dating someone that pleased him before we do.” Harry said as he thought about maybe approaching Luna about it to make the first move.
“That would probably be best.” Hermione admitted.
“How did your first day as a slave feel?” he asked with a smirk. “Tell me the truth.” he added after a moment.
“I…” She started as she licked her lips. “Isn’t it more important how it was for you, as my Master?” She asked and made a face of displeasure.
Harry sighed and shook his head. “No Hermione. You are putting ideas in your own head because you want to not like it. Should your main focus me on pleasing me because I am your Master? Yes. Does that mean your own feelings don’t matter? No. You will get pleasure by pleasing me. You love to please people Hermione, you know I am right. I bet it even turns you on a little every time I tell you you are a good girl.” he said with a knowing smirk. He knew it was a manipulation, but he didn’t really care. “Why can’t you just let yourself relax and enjoy?”
“Because being a slave is degrading.” She said firmly.
“And you wanted to be degraded.” He countered and moved closer to her so he could put his hand on her leg. “We talked about this before, why can’t you just admit you want to please me?” he asked as moved his hand up her inner thigh.
“I do want to please you Master.” She said and bit her lower lip. “It is normal for a girlfriend to want to please their boyfriend.” She said as she looked into his eyes.
“Fuck normal. You want to please me, because it turns you on to please me.” He told her while his hand settled on the crotch of her jeans. “How turned on were you by just sucking my thumb?” he asked while pressing the fabric against her mound. “Imagine if you would have let yourself suck what you really wanted.”
“What if I wasn’t any good at it?” She asked and then shook her head, that was not what she had wanted to counter with, why had those words come out of her mouth.
He chuckled and leaned in to kiss her neck while his fingers undid the button on her jeans. He could feel her heart race and her breath deepened. “Then you will have to practice, believe me… I won’t mind.” he told her softly.
“Thats not what I…” She panted as she felt the zipper to her pants being lowered, and the fingers moving under the elastic of her knickers. “What about Ron?” She asked as her legs seemed to part on their own accord.
“You won’t be practicing on him, he needs to get his own slave.” Harry answered as he felt the her opening herself for him. His finger slowly ran up and down her slit. “I am the only one who will ever touch you like this slave, I don’t plan on ever giving you up.”
“After the year…” She moaned, her back falling back against the couch they were on. “After the year..” She tried to start again, but his hand was being very distracting.
“After school ends you will be begging me to keep you slave.” he told her as he pushed his middle finger inside he gently. “This is what you want Hermione… I am just trying to show you that.” He said as he moved his finger around in a circle.
She gasped loudly and her hips jumped against his hand. When they saw Ron start to shift the parted from each other and Hermione moved as book in her lap to cover her open pants.
“Oh Harry you're back…” Ron said sleepily. “How did things go?”

It was now monday morning and Harry was not in a good mood. Frustrated by having to use his own hand to finally get some release. He was ready to take his need out on one of his slaves, or maybe he needed a new slave to fuck?
Hermione wasn’t even at breakfast for him to play with, she had a special assignment for Astronomy, something about morning stars. He looked around the room to pick his next conquest. He wasn’t sure exactly what he was looking for but if he didn’t take out his frustration soon he would hurt someone.
That was when he noticed little Miss Chang, the girl who got away. The one he made a fool of himself with the year before. She would be a perfect target, he only needed to make sure she was his type. Ate his breakfast slowly and watched her, no one around him was paying attention to him so he made it seem as if he was just lost in thought.
When she got up from the bench he did the same, he collected his things. Even if she left with friends, he would still be able to get a better read on her if he could get closer. He casually headed for the door so they would reach at the same time.
He breathed in her submissive scent and placed her as less than Ginny, but more than Tracy. She was heading to class alone it seemed so he followed a few paces behind her, he took out a book so it would seem like they were just headed in the same direction.
They turned a corner and they were alone, he smiled and licked his lips as he moved in to strike. “Cho?” he looked up from his book as if he was surprised to see here there.
She smiled at him sweetly. “Harry, how are you doing this year?” She asked and tucked some hair back behind her ear.
“Pretty good actually, how are you?” he asked as she tried to get a read on her desires. She was still looking for someone to fill the gap Cedric left in her life.
“I’m okay I guess…” She said a bit awkwardly. ‘Well.. have a good..” She started and moved to keep going, but Harry stopped her train of thought by grabbing her wrist firmly, though not hard enough to hurt.
“Cho… about our date… last year…” He started and looked into her eyes. “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since then.”
“We just weren’t right for each other Harry.” She said with a kind smile.
“You know I have been doing a lot of growing since then.” He told her as he stepped into her personal space. He looked around to make sure they were still alone. “And I would like another try at that first kiss.” he said more softly so she had to really focus to hear him.
When she didn’t pull away he knew he had her attention. He pulled her behind a statue so they could have some privacy while he pressed her against the wall and kissed her with all the built up frustration he had.
She melted a bit into his arms, and he smirked as he pulled away. “I have a free period just before lunch.” he told her as his hands moved to rest on her hips.
“I have Charms that period.” She said breathlessly.
“Skip it.” he ordered and kissed her lightly on the lips again.
“I can’t just…” She started to argue so he kissed her again his hands ran up her sides.
“Skip it.” he ordered again more firmly this time. “I want to see what makes you scream, meet me here.” he told her with a smirk, seeing that he had her he pulled away and left her panting. As he walked to his next class he promised himself she would be the last one until he had Hermione used to the idea of all his playthings.

Once he got to Potions he was already in a better mood, his favorite slave was sitting at their workstation waiting for him. “How did your assignment go this morning?” he asked and glanced around the room before sitting next to her.
“Really well..” She started and he zoned the rest of her words out. Instead he focused on the tiny wand movements he was using to carefully unbutton her shirt. He had her bra clearly showing before she noticed.
Hermione looked around the class quickly before she moved to button them back up. He catch her eye and shook his head slightly so she would know if she did she would be punished. After a moments fight with herself she left the shirt open and shifted in her seat.
“Hermione, you missed a button.” Ron said helpfully as he did not seem to notice the exchange between his friends
“I was hot.” She said softly and before the redhead could respond the Professor entered the room.
“Today I would like to you turn to page 104 in your books, we will be making the potion you find there.” he told him with a twinkle in his eye as he looked around at the students. Harry feeling suspicions turned to the page indicated.
“What does a Sensitizing Oil do?” he asked with a frown. Hermione was about to answer when Slughorn did instead, making everyone at their workstation jump.
“Ahh I am glad you asked Harry.” he said patting him on the back. The man was as submissive as they come, and harry really wanted nothing to do with the greedy old fool.
“Sensitizing Oil, when rubbed into a certain area increases that area’s ability to sense!” he told the class happily. “If you get your potion correct in the next hour I will be letting you take a small vial to lunch with you. Just dab a bit on your tongue and your crisps taste twice as good, now off you go!” The Professor ended excitedly.
Once they had all their ingredients out and started to prepare them for the potion Harry made sure that Slughorn wasn’t around before looking to her. “So is he right? Or does the stuff just work on taste?” he asked curiously.
“It should work on any sense.” Hermione said with a smile, glad to be able to tell Harry things still. “Stick it in your ears and you can hear better, up your nose and you can smell better, drop it in your eyes and you wouldn’t need glasses for the rest of the day.” She said and shook her head.
“What about touch?” Ron asked curiously as he looked between his friends.
“Any skin the oil touches should be about to feel more keenly.” She told Ron with a wider smile. She then suddenly blushed and looked down. “This is not a potion sixteen year old boys should be making.” She suddenly mumbled under her breath.
Harry had to smirk as he watched her realize what most of the boys in the room were probably thinking of actually doing with their sample of this potion. “Why is that Hermione?” He asked as he tried to embassies her a bit.
“I’m going to be saving mine if I do it right.” Ron saved her from answering and looked back and forth between his two friends. “Can you imagine putting a little bit on a girl’s fun bits?” he asked with a wide grin.
“I am a girl. You do remember that sometimes yes?” Hermione asked looking at the redhead sternly.
“Sometimes, yeah. But most of the time, no.” he said with a shrug. “So you can put it on your blokes…. fun bits.” he said with a wide grin and waved his hand at her.
“Maybe she wants to put it on her own, fun bits Ron?” Harry said with a smirk, then looked at her with a clear message of that is what she would be doing weather she wanted to or not.
“Oh yeah, guess you aren't really interested in dating anyone.” Ron said as if he had just remembered the fact Hermione was a book worm.
“Actually I am dating someone.” She said and straightened her back as she looked at Ron.
“I thought you said you and Victor weren’t a thing any more?” Ron asked, his eyes narrowing at his know it all friend.
“We're not. I mean we aren’t dating, but we are still friends.” She answered and shook her head. “Before you ask, I am not telling you.” She said to cut Ron off.
“Why not? Did you make him up?” he asked and smirked at Harry for back up.
“I am sure Hermione could get any guy she wanted.” Harry said with a shrug. “So leave me out of this.” he added and motioned between the two of them to focus on his potion.
Ron went quiet after that, so the three focused on their own work. Every so often Harry would notice his best mate look around the room then back at Hermione. He couldn’t help but smirk, Ron was obviously trying to figure out who Hermione’s new boy was.
By the end of class only three of the students had successfully brewed the potion in question. Hermione of course, as well as Harry and Malfoy. If he was honest Harry would have to thank whoever this Half-Blood Prince was for his success, but he didn’t plan on telling Slughorn that.
The Professor provided each of the students with a tiny flask to take some of the oil with them. The moment his back was turned Harry enlarged his own and Hermione’s flask and he noticed Malfoy doing the same.

With a smile Harry finds Cho exactly where he told her to be. Hermione is off at a class they don’t share so he will have the whole period to play with his newest girl. He takes her hand once he is sure no one is around to witness them together then leads her down to the classroom he had been using for his other girls.
Once inside she seemed more nervous than she had been in the hall. “Do you bring a lot of girls here?” She asked as she must have noticed how clean it was.
“A few.” Harry answered with a grin. “I’m not looking for a girlfriend, I already have one of those.” he told her honestly. “If that is what you think this is, you should probably go.” he added and opened the door for her.
“So what is it that you want?” She asked as she looked between the door and him.
“Well that depends on you.” Harry said as he left the door open and started to circle her. “What is it that you really want?” he asked a slow smirk came to his lips.
“You’re frightening me.” She said softly.
He smiled and licked his lips. “That is an odd answer, you like to be frightened?” he asked and he could tell the answer was yes.
“No.” She said and looked to the floor. “You are so different from what I remember.” She told him as she tried to keep her eyes on him.
“I’ve matured since we last really talked.” He told her and stepped between her and the door again. “So you want me to frighten you?” he asked again with a smirk. “Would you like to belong to me Cho?” he asked as he drew his wand and had the door slam loudly and lock.
“You just said…” She trained off as he took a step closer to her.
“I asked if you wanted to belong to me, not that I would belong to you in return.” he said with a smirk. “I can tell you want to belong to someone, would you like it to be me?” He asked as he took another step closer.
Her breath was hitching in her throat and she found it was very hard to answer. “I have become quite a collector you see.” he told her as he left only a foot between them. “I have a couple of slaves, a pet, and a slut that all serve my needs.” he admitted, not telling her who they were. ‘Would you like to be one of them?” he asked as he let his eyes drink her in.
“W-what would I be?” She asked and he could tell she was both excited by the conversation and frightened.
“What would you like to be?” Harry countered with a smirk. He wondered if the magic of the sheath helped them see themselves more clearly when he made these offers.
“I don’t know.. what.. what do they do for you?” She asked and blushed deeply that she was even considering being a part of this harem of his.
She liked the attention she got for being on the arm of famous or popular boys. Cedric had been her first taste and she could have been his forever if he hadn’t been ripped from her too soon. She had spent most of last year mourning him, but it was nice to be seen as Harry’s for the short time they were together. This past summer she had tried again and had been dating a minor league quidditch player before he dumped her for a girl with bigger curves.
He rubs his chin before answering. “What do they do? They all serve me in a different ways, would you like to see the contracts?” he asked with a laugh, he had a sample of each in his bag.
“Contracts?” She asked as her eyes widened.
“They are all magically bound to be.” he told her and with another glance over her he pulled out the contract for a slut just to see her reaction.
As she looks it over she swallows, blushes and fidgets with each new duty she reads. “So your… slut? She has sex with anyone you ask her to?” She asked nervously.
“Most of my girls will have sex with anyone I tell them to, sluts are the only ones who are aloud with minimal permission to go and seek out their own partners.” He told her and grinned. “It is their duty to bring me loyal alleys, and keep them happy. As my slut you would be able to be on the arm of many, interesting men.” He told her as he wondered how experienced she was already.
“Can I think about it?” She asked softly and he shakes his head.
“No, what is there to think about. This is something you either are, or something you are not.” He said as he pulled the quill from his bag. “I am just asking you to be honest with yourself.”
“Who would you have me sleep with?” She asked as she looked at the quill then back to him.
He chuckled. “Who would I have you fuck? Don’t know yet, anyone you would like to see put on the list?” He asked as he made eye contact with him.
“I…” She started but then shook her head and blushed.
“Be honest, I won’t judge you.” he told ehr as he placed the quill in her hand.
“I’ve always wanted to be with a professor.” She told him softly and then looked away. Harry smiled and wondered what Snape’s tastes were these days.
“I’ll see what I can do if you sign.” He told her and motioned to the contract in her hand.
She took a deep breath and looked from him to the contract in her hand before signing it. She gasped from the pain in her hand and was soon shaking as she got even more nervous about she had just committed herself to.
“Now first rule about my sluts.” he said as he took the contract and quill and put them both away. “They don’t really need knickers any more.” he told her as his hand slid up her legs. “If you are caught wearing them you are punished.” He added as his hand ran over lacey fabric. “Tell me my newest little whore, how many men have been inside you?” he asked as he pulled the lace down her legs.
“Two.” She said and looked away from him as she answered.
“Name them.” he told her as he left the knickers around jer ankles and stood back up. “Cedric Diggory and Patrick Jones.”
“Who is Mr Jones?” he asked as he moved a hand between her legs to feel her.
“A guy I dated over the summer. After we had sex he dumped me for another one of his groupies.” She told him with a whimper.
“So he used you like the proper slut that you are.” Harry commented and chuckled as he saw her eyes start to water. “Do your friends know how big of a slag you are?” He asked as he drew his wand to shorten her shirt.
“N-no.” She said and shook her head.
“You should get used to calling me Master. You know with two sluts I should come up with a name for each of you, so you both know who I am talking to.” he said after a moment’s thought. “What do you think your slut name should be?”
“I don’t know… Master.” She said breathlessly as she tried to pull at her skirt a bit while she felt him shorten it to midway up her thigh.
“I think I will call you Strumpet.” he said as a broad smile formed on his lips. “Do you like your new name?” he asked as he watched her fidget.
“Not really…” She said and gave up on the skirt when she felt her shirt start to tighten a bit around her form. “Master? What are you doing?” She asked and looked up at him.
“Only helping your clothes to show off your assets a bit more. You should make these alterations to all of your uniforms.” he told her once her shirt was snugly wrapped around her chest. “If you don’t do it yourself when I see you in the hall they will become a lot shorter and tighter than this.” He warned her carefully and then stepped back to admire his work. “As for not liking your name Strumpet, take off your robe and put your hands on the wall.”
She complied after a moment’s hesitation. He pulled her hips back towards him and spread her legs the way he liked before he pushed up her skirt to reveal her perfect little ass. He cast a sticking charm to keep her hands and feet in place.
“Now since this is your first punishment I will go light on you.” He said with a smirk as he ran his hand over her unmarked skin. He would have to get some toys to spank his girls with.
“What did I do wrong?” She asked with a whimper and struggled against the charm.
“Well first, you were were knickers.” he said and her head whipped back to look at him about to argue, he was having none of it though and cut her off before she started. “Then you lied about not liking your new name, and now you are trying to get out on your punishment position.” he said as he wanted to her struggling form.
She stopped moving and looked down. “I am sorry Master.” She said as she tried to look as pitiful as she could, it was a tactic she had used as a child to get out of being punished. Harry just laughed as her lip trembled.
“You will be.” he said before he stepped back up to her. “I would be a bad Master if I let you get away with such things.” he told her as he decided how many to give her. “I think five for each misdeed will be good for now. Now you should know that sluts are not aloud to make a sound while they are being punished. Each sound I hear from you is another spank added. Let us begin.”
He started to redden her ass with his hand and had to add three before his newest slut got the hang of her punishment. For teh last three, the ones added for sound he leaned in close next to her body so he could speak into her ear.
“You know I can smell you Strumpet.” He told as he used all his force to land a blow against her bottom.
SPANK.
She had her eyes closed tight and she was biting her lips so no sound would escape. “Like most little whores you are turned on my your punishment.” He said before hitting her again.
SPANK.
She swallowed the gasp that tried to escape from her lips. “But don’t worry Strumpet, I am going to reward you for being a good little slut for your Master.” He told her before he hit her bottom one final time.
SPANK.
She looekd down at his work and smiled at one beatifully pink she was. His hand moved over to bottom and between her legs. “I was right, my little fuck toy is very ready for Master’s cock.” he told her and she finally let out a whimper. “Oh? Would you rather be called Fuck Toy than Strumpet?” He asked evilly as she just looked away unable to answer. “How about Cock Toy? Yeah I think I like the sound of that.” he said as he undid his pants to free his more than ready member.
“Tell me what you think of Cock Toy, better or worse than Strumpet?” he asked as he stepped behind her to run his shaft over her wetness.
“Master I’m not…” She started and let out a moan at the feel of him.
“A Cock Toy? I think that is exactly what you are, but there is only one way to find out.” he said before pushing himself into her wanting form.
Harry smiled and groaned as his newest slut’s back arched and she pushed back against him. “Oh yes, obviously a Cock Toy.” he moaned as he started to use her for his pleasure.
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