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Candy	By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297693 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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Severus Snape almost choked on his tea when he was Harry enter his quarter that night.

Well it wasn’t exactly Harry who surprised him, rather the other person he had brought along. That was definitely unexpected. He had expected Harry to bring the younger Weasley first as planned not certainly that woman. What the hell?

“… What is the meaning of this?” The Master asked his Cock-Slave. “Why is she here. Why did you bring Professor McGonagall?” He still couldn’t wrap his mind around the idea of the stern looking teacher captured as a slave.

Harry laughed embarrassed. “You see Master… that’s a really funny story…”

-oOo-

“Mr. Potter.” Professor McGonagall called his student. “Can I talk with you for a moment?”

The student turned around. “Of course Professor, how can I help you?”

“Not here Mr. Potter. In my office.” Oh-oh. That didn’t sound good, but he still followed her to her office.

After closing the door behind her and locking it with a advanced privacy charm she sat at her desk and faced her student.

“Well then, Mr. Potter. What’s going on?”

Harry blinked not understanding. She couldn’t had discovered his Master plot, could she?

“Err… I’m not following you Ma’am. What are we talking about?”

The teacher narrowed her eyes. “Don’t play games with me Mr. Potter. I’ve been a teacher for decades now. I can tell when a student is up to something. The way you avoid to look into my eyes tells me that you are up to something you don’t want being found out. So spill Mr. Potter. What have you been up to? The elves reported you presence down in the kitchens at night far too often for a simple midnight snack. What are you ‘cooking’.”

Crap. He had been found out. He had to come up with an excuse of sorts. Something credible. Damn.

Then suddenly a light bulb flashed in his head.

“You see Professor… can you keep this a secret? It’s rather personal.”

The teacher raised an eyebrow. “It depends from the nature of such secret. Is it something that goes against school regulations?”

Harry shook his head.

“No, I don’t think so. Ah, except for being of bed past curfew. You see I…. there is a girl I like…”

“Is that so? That’s hardly suspiring but what does it has to do with your escapades in the kitchen? The elves didn’t report anyone else but you.”

“You see…. Valentine’s day is getting closer and I… Well I wanted to prepare her something for the event… a few sweets.”

A hint of a smile curled up the edge of her mouth.

“Hm? And couldn’t you simply owl-order them like anybody else? Or buy them at Honeydukes down at Hogsmeade?”

“Err.. sure I could but I sort of wanted it to be a little more… heartfelt.”

A moment of silence fell between them as the teacher tried to suppress a smile. It was good to see a young man going all this way to show a girl that he cared. She couldn’t possibly punish him too much for that but broken rules where broke rules. She had to hand out a penality.

“Sigh… I understand Mr. Potter but I can condone a breach of rules regardless of the situation. Twenty points from Gryffindor for being out after curfew. From now on if you really wish to practice your cooking skills please do it in your free time during the day.”

“Ah. I understand. Thank you for your leniency Professor. It won’t happen again.”

“See that it so. I’d really hate to punish you for being romantic. Anyway how are those sweets of yours coming. Any progress?”

Harry couldn’t believe his luck. He went from almost being discovered to practically gaining another slave for his Master Stable. He had to suppress an evil smirk from forming on his mouth as he extracted an neatly wrapped candy from his pocket.

“I’m not sure yet, Professor. Would you mind giving me your opinion?”

-oOo-

“…and that is how we are here now,” concluded the Slave.

Snape simply nodded at his tale. The slave handled a potentially catastrophic situation extremely well turning the odds in his favor with a simple half lie. He patted his head appreciatively.

“Well done, Slut. You have done very well and you will be rewarded later. Now, what do you think we should do with this new acquisition?”

“I’m not sure Master. She will be obviously useful as a spy in the Headmaster circle and she can easily get us any student in the Gryffindor House but I’m not sure of her potential as a sex slave. She’s rather strict and she’s too old to bear any pureblood children. I’m not sure of what sort of use could she have as your pet.”

But the Master had already a maniacal gleam in his eyes. A strict teacher would definitely be good to train his slaves. Yes, yes. He could already picture the result of his training on her later on. She would be a fine addition to his team.

-oOo-

A week later Minerva McGonagall woke up with her arms rather sore. She couldn’t remember any sort of strain that could numb her arms that much, but maybe it was just the age catching up with her.

‘I’m still in my prime thank you very much. I’m not yet seventy.’

That was a good point, although no longer fertile Witches where definitely long lived and a woman in her seventy was almost like a forty year Muggle.

She removed her nightclothes and proceed to get ready for the day. A good nice shower and other toilet business. She went to the bathroom and adjust her anal plug before dressing for the day.

…

Anal plug?

‘Why do I have an anal plug?’ She asked herself.

‘Good teachers always keep a plug up their arses. There is a reason why they say we have a stick up our areses isn’t it? A stern teacher always keeps her arse plugged all the time.’

‘Of course that makes sense.’ She then finished getting ready for the morning and went out for breakfast with a nice filling sensation in her lower back.

She sat at the staff table like every other morning and looked down at her students. Her cubs were eating breakfast like any other day but this time she felt a pang of annoyance looking at them. They were noisy, ill mannered and disheveled. Seriously didn’t they even know how to comb their hair anymore? And look at those uniforms. All wrinkled. And the girls? They kept their skirt so high that they could be not wearing them at all. She should storm down there and whip some sense into them. Yeah. Whipping sounded good.

“Minerva? Is everything all right?” Dumbledore voice shook her out of that line of thought.

“Oh, yes Albus. Thanks for your concern. I’m just a little tired.” The older wizard simply nodded in acceptance.

“Very well. Make sure to visit Madame Pomfrey if you feel ill. We need our staff at his best to give our students a proper education. Please don’t strain yourself.”

“I won’t. Thank you Albus.” The headmaster simply chuckled before turning to speak to Hagrid who was sitting on his other side.

‘A proper education, all right. I will give them all a proper education.’ She muttered darkly while squirming in her seat trying to push the plug a little further.

-oOo-

That night Minerva walked to the Potion Master quarters as instructed the night before. Her training had just begun and she was eager to become a proper educator under her Master care.

“Ah, Minerva. You are finally here.” The potion master greeted. “I’m in need of your help with a student of mine. One of your cubs actually. He doesn’t seem to be capable of learning manner. Would you please help me rectify this situation?”

“Of course Master. Who’s the little maggot?” She asked eagerly to teach some discipline.

Snape chuckled. “Before that shouldn’t you wear the proper attire for this job?”

Minerva looked down at her body and saw that she was still wearing her normal clothes. Reprimanding herself for this slip she began undressing, revealing her undergarments.

Her long skirt fell to the ground at last showing her wonderful latex attire. A dark corset that sustained her still perky breast without covering her nipples, a pair of crotchless hotpants and high heeled boots. Her neck was decorated by a leather choker with a gold ‘S’ emblazoned on the front declaring her as a propriety of one Severus Snape.

She stood there prideful and without an hint of shame, exposing her womanhood like a common occurrence. It was an amazing change for the former prim and proper teacher. A change that wasn’t too difficult to enact. Decades of pent up frustrations gave Snape a straight course to her brain. From that point it was an easy job of twisting her sternness to follow HIS parameters.

“That’s better. Here take this, you will need it,” he said giving her a long whip.

She looked at the item with a frown. “That hopless? Don’t tell me it’s a Weasley?”

Snape simply nodded. “Indeed. Come and look for yourself.” She lead her to another room where her student for the night was waiting for her.

Well he wasn’t exactly waiting. More like having the fun of his life.

Ronald Weasley was swallowing cocks like nobody’s business. He was currently wearing a Muggle red miniskirt that didn’t even reach his crotch, leaving his hard rock erection peeking from between his legs. He was wearing a top crop of the same color ripped to expose his nipples and his hair were magically elongated to make him look like a woman. His hands were adorned with neatly painted nails wrapped around the length of two black cocks. The picture of a perfect slut. Not so much in Miverva’s opinion.

Without her even noticing her hand whipped forward sending the leather tool slapping against the slave’s penis. Ron jolted upright from the pain stopping his ministration. Another mistake on his part. Another blow hit his nipples with accuracy. He whimpered covering them both with his hands.

“DO NOT COVER YOURSELF SLUT!” Minerva screamed. “You must not cover yourself ever. You must not stop you service until told so. You must not avoid your punishments .” She stressed every point with another blow.

“Look at yourself, you filthy thing. What are you supposed to be? You are not even a proper slut. Your stance is horrid and your skill are pathetic. Do you even know how to handle a cock properly? Do you know how to worship it? Answer me CUNT.”

Ron assured through a whimper. “I don’t Mistress. I’m just a filthy thing that hasn’t ever learned a thing. I’m sorry to be such a failure. I deserve your punishment.” Another blow burned his expose skin.

“Of course you do, Slut. You deserve all the punishment you’ll get. Don’t worry though. I’ll make a proper slave out of you, or I’ll destroy you trying. Get back on your knees. NOW!” The whip bolted again prompting him to move faster.

Soon enough the other masked students, greatly amused and aroused by the situation, were back at both his side with hard erect cocks.

“That’s right. You must always take care of the tip first. Move your tongue in circle around the crown. Good. Don’t stop stroking the other. SPREAD THOSE LEGS WIDER! You must always show how much you appreciate being humiliated. That’s good. Show the pre-cum leaking from your tip. Hmm, there is still hope for you yet. Now switch cock, keep them both well lubricated at all times.”

She kept instructing him with the finer pointer. Ron on the other hand was basking in the attention his personal teacher was giving him. Perhaps he could show it later during Transfiguration?

‘Today we transfigure a formerly straight guy in a worthless cum dump for your pleasure. Now THAT would be a lesson not to miss.

“Very good, very good. Now take the whole length of the rod in your mouth. Make it slow, be sure not to bite and scratch…. No that’s not good. Look how it’s done.” She turned to Snape. “Master would you please help me show this slut how to properly perform a fellatio?”

Snape stepped forward to a kneeling Miverva whipping his cock out in the process. Minerva was awed by the length and thickness of his manliness for a moment, but she snapped out as soon as it was just an inch form her face. She wetted her lips before sticking out her tongue to lick the trail of pre-cum from the tip before trailing it on the whole length of the amazing appendage.

Meanwhile Ron stared trying to grasp the finer point of the blowjob. The way she run her tongue, the movement of her hand in his Master balls, the way she opened her jaw to welcome the impressive cock. He could see now why she was deputy headmistress. She knew her stuff very well.

Miverva was enjoying her job on her Master as much as Snape himself. After years of loneliness the simple idea if a juicy cock was all she needed to light a furnace in her body. She opened her legs to show the proof of her enjoyment. The clear liquid was dripping from her aged but eager cunt, pooling on the ground beneath. Her eyes were half closed in a blissful expression showing just how much the taste of the meaty cock affected her mind. She idly wondered how she didn’t jump her Master before but it didn’t matter anymore now. She was in her place doing what she had always wanted to. Worshipping cocks and teaching others how to do the same.

She stopped for a second to address her student.

“You must always take your Masters load in your mouth without spilling. You are not allowed to swallow before your Master tell you until there is too much load to keep in your mouth. Anyway you must keep the last load in your mouth until told differently. Watch.

She placed her mouth on Snape’s cock again just in time from him to release a copious amount of man-juice inside her. She had to swallow five times before stopping and slipping the cock out of her mouth, making sure that her lips cleaned it neatly on its way out. She then looked up at her Master who simply nodded. “Go ahead,” he prompted her. Without closing her mouth she let the still warm liquid flow down her throat, reaching the rest of his semen in her stomach.

She stood up and walked to Ron who was about to prove himself in the same manner. The black skinned master, extremely aroused by his formerly prim teacher show let his load blow with a powerful grunt, streaming ropes of cum inside the Slave.

Once he had finished, Ron popped the cock out opening his mouth to show the last mouthful of cum. Minerva grasped his chin and turned his gaze to her. She then raised her feet and placed the pin-like heel on the length of his cock. Ron almost gasped in pain and surprised but managed to control himself. Minerva smiled pleased before turning to the guy whose semen was currently filling the mouth of the slave.

“Swallow it,” commanded the masked man. Much like his professor he let the cum flow down his throat, feeling the thickness and the after taste of the liquid. It was a whole different sensation from simply swallowing mindlessly. No wonder Harry loved the taste so much and savored it in his mouth for a long time.

-oOo-

After having Ron perform on the other Master in the same manner she dismissed them all. Tomorrow was another day of lesson. Even if he spent the night doing his slutty duties he still had to perform at best in class. She locked the door after they had left and promptly crawled back to her Master.

“Well done, Minerva. I knew you could do it. You deserve a reward. Name it.”

She didn’t need to think.

“Master, could you please fuck this unworthy slave until she passes out? I’ve missed the feeling of cocks for a long time now.”

The Master simply nodded. Miverva stood up and placed her elbows on his desk, her stiletto heels raising her arse un in the air for her Master.

Snape walked behind her, cock at the ready and plunged into the woman equally ready cunt.

Miverva had to steel herself for the sudden pleasure that filled her womanhood cumming as soon as it reached her womb. She repressed a scream, but Snapes grabbed her bun pulling her head up.

“I want to hear you scream how much you like it until your throat is sore.” He then pulled back only to slam back in with a vengeance.

“AAAANNHGH! YES!” She screamed. “I LOVE IT!”

Snape un did her bun letting her long hair fall lasciviously on her exposed back. He kept slamming his hard cock, squashing her womb every time, slapping her arse furiously, pinching her nipple and clitoris and occasionally pulling her hair to ride her better.

She orgasmed five times howling louder and longer every single time, screaming her love for her Master and his cock in between each of them. She could feel her Master manliness throb inside her, signaling his incoming orgasm.

“Where do you want it Slave? Which hole?”

She could barely find the strength to answer while coming back from her fifth orgasm.

“My ass. Fill my ass up to my stomach. I beg of you Master.”

Snape grunted as he extracted his cock from her cunt, pulled the ever present plug form her now bleeding arse and switched it with his rod.

He barely had time to push the impressive length all the way in that he screamed in release. The most powerful orgasm ever shook Minnie body as ropes of thick cum spilled in her bowels and stomach. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head while her tongue was stretching out of her mouth, tensing like the rest of her body.

She passed out like promised in that position, slumping on the ground as soon as Snape pulled out of her, eyes still white and tongue limping at the side of her mouth. Such a decadent expression of bliss on her face that Snape almost came again.

He left her there on the cold stone floor, cum dripping from her back door. He didn’t bother cleaning, Harry would be here soon with the youngest Weasley anyway. He could leave the task of cleaning up knowing that he would be grateful for it.

Life was good at Hogwarts and the Potion Master was eager to discover what kind of kink the Weaslette had developed.

-oOo-

Oh my. Miverva really showed her true colors this time, didn’t she? She’s now officially in charge of discipline in Master Snape’s stable. I don’t think any other character could be better for the job don’t you think? Now I just need to find a character that really enjoys the pain to couple her with. Suggestion?

I just wanted to tell you how happy I am of my readers suggestion and for their warm welcome. It pleases me greatly that my sluttiness is loved by so many people. It gives me a new sense of purpose. Thank you all very much.

As usual I’ll be waiting you suggestions and dirty comments eagerly. Don’t make me wait please.

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