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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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Padma was running as fast as her legs could carry her. She had managed to escape from Snape’s rooms just in time before the Disillusionment charm faded. She had to wait for someone to open the door for her to slip through otherwise she would have been noticed. However in the meantime she had witnessed the true nature of the late night activities her sister was involved. To say that she was horrified would be an understatement.

She watched her sister growel at Snape’s feet like a whore, happy to service that man like she had never seen he before. The way she acted, the joy on her face as she sucked the man to multiple orgasms could only be described as blissful.

When Professor McGonagall showed up she had thought that Snape was finished, however such hopes were crushed once the stern witch undressed and joined her sister on her knees. In the meanwhile, all around Snape many other students were enjoying the services provided by Hermione and by Ron.

Ron of all people was dressed like a cheap muggle whore and was taking cocks in every hole like it was the most wondrous thing he ever did.

Hermione Granger was tied against the wall with her legs spread. The words “knock me up” were written on her belly with an arrow pointing to her womanhood. Nothing in her expression hinted that she disagreed with it. Quite the opposite in fact.

Ginny Weasley was right beside her brother doing pretty much the same thing.

Colin Creevy was on the floor being fucked in the ass by a huge charmed dildo.

Padma did the only thing she could do. She ran. She had to look for help and seeing the deputy headmistress conditions the only person she could trust was the Headmaster.

She was almost there. She could already see the gargoyle the hid the stair to his office. She thought that soon her sister would be safe. She was wrong.

Her brain had barely time to register the disturbance in the air in front of her, the telltale of an invisibility clock. She didn’t even notice the red stunner that hit her chest robbing her consciousness along with her hope.

Inertia did the rest as her body flew into the open arms of Harry Potter, closing the cloak just a second before the gargoyle moved aside to let the Headmaster walk down the stairs.

The old wizard scanned the area with his eyes, searching for the girl that was running toward his office, as the painting in many corridors reported to him. Not seeing her his sharp mind realized quickly that something was wrong. He quickly sent a message to his friend Minerva to meet him immediately. To his surprise it took her ten minutes to show up.

“What’s wrong Albus?” Minerva asked.

“The paintings reported one of the Parvati twins running toward my office, but she suddenly disappeared. I am afraid that whatever she running away from must have caught up with her,” Albus explained. “We must look for her at once.”

“Of course. I’ll check the Gryffindor dorms and I’ll ask Filius to check the Ravenclaw’s in search for clues.”

-oOo-

Half an hour later both heads of house reported back to the headmaster office.

“Albus, both Patils were sleeping soundly in her bed,” Minerva explained. “We’ve also checked for polyjuice just in case. I’m afraid you have been victiom of a prank.”

The headmaster exhaled in relief.

“That’s for the better. Since Voldemort return we cannot be too careful. Thank you both for your help.”

“Don’t mention it Albus,” the Charm Master said. “That’s what we are here for. Well then, if that is all I shall return to my chambers. Good night.”

“Of course Filius. Thank you for your help. You too Minerva. We shall investigate this incident in the morning. Good night both of you.”

Meanwhile in the dungeons Padma Patil woke up naked, bound and gagged. Her naked form was hanging from the ceiling with her bare legs spread apart with her limp manhood covering her hairless pussy. Her captors didn’t notice she had regained consciousness had kept talking. Her still foggy mind couldn’t understand who was speaking from the voices but she managed to understand the conversation anyway.

“…. Parvati posing as her in Ravenclaw’s dorm and with Mistress Minerva working with us it was easy to convince the headmaster. If I hadn’t been looking at the Map we…” a voice spoke.

“I know. Well done, Slave. You shall be rewarded once you’ll complete the indoctrination of this slave . I’ve already administered her a liquid version of the candy. It’s not as effective but it should lessen her mental defenses enough for you to proceed. Be through with it,” another voice said.

“I will, Master. Once Parvati manages to sneak out and return we’ll begin. Her presence is fundamental to rewrite her sister memory and distort her sexual preferences.”

By then Padma was awake enough to understand what happened. She had been found out. She had been captured. And her sister was into it.

She understood but she couldn’t believe it. How could her sister have been part of it? Imperius? No they had mentioned something liquid. A potion? And they had make her drink it? Was it already effecting her? How would it change her? Was there still any hope for her to be saved?

She was brought out of her terrified musing by the sound of a door opening and closing. “I’m back Master,” she heard her sister’s voice. Padma heart started beating even faster in her chest. Her indoctrination would begin soon. She knew it. Would she be able to resist? To remain herself and not be turned into a slut like her sister was? She doubted it greatly.

Her sister stepped in front of her smiling brightly.

“Padma. Oh finally, finally we will cure you. Aren’t you happy?” Parvati beamed. Padma didn’t understand. “Oh, of course you don’t understand. You are still obliviated and don’t remember our slutty childhood, don’t you? Don’t worry. We will take care of you.”

We? Then suddenly another figure stepped in front of her. The lightning bolt scar on his front was unmistakable, however she couldn’t believe his lustful and malicious expression. Harry Potter had fallen like her sister in the Snape’s clutches. The formerly noble Gryffindor had been turned into a slave for Snape’s perversion. If the Savior of the Wizarding World had already lost, what chances did she have.

Although her mind still wanted to fight and resist her heart knew there was no hope anymore.

“Undress Parvati. You sister is going to need all you love to be restored,” Parvati licked her lips in anticipation. Her cock was already creating a noticeable tent in the skirt she was wearing. Soon both the boy ‘s and the dickgirl’s clothes were on the floor.

Padma moved behind her sister and embraced her bound frame, her huge erection already pointing against the rear entrance. Harry rose his wand and looked straight into Padma’s eyes before wishpering “Legilmens”.

A lone tear escaped her eyes as she felt herself being destroyed from the inside by Harry’s mental probe.

-oOo-

Padma and Paravati were ten years old, walking hand in hand with their parents, strolling around the magical portion of the town back in India. They were going to get some ice cream at Florean and Forteque for their birthday. Their parents wanted to celebrate the occurrence with a big dose of.. of.. of…

Padma and Parvati were ten years old, crawling on their knees with their parents with a leash around their necks. They were exposing their prepubescent bodies for everyone to see. People looked at them. Some with hate, some with lust. Many spat at them, insulted them for being whores. It felt good. For all their lives they have been instructed and educated as worthless sluts, whose sole reason of existence was in being humiliated and in pleasing other with their bodies. A small chain dangled from Padma’s neck with a tag at its end. The words “Whore #4” emblazoned on it. Parvati had the “Whore #3” and their parents #1 and #2.

Their parents were a sight to behold, wearing only knee high stiletto boots and nothing else; their pierced cocks standing proudly on attention. The mark of a Dickgirl Slut that had given birth to another of the same kind. The highest honor for someone as lowly as them. They were truly beautiful with those dark skinned bodies, defined by years of practice inside and outside the bedroom. Their breast were huge but still very firm, connect by a small silver chain held up by a piercing in each nipple. Truly the image of perversion and sluttiness. Padma and Parvati could only hope to become like them one day.

They were leading their daughters to the plaza, where they would receive their first White Shower. An intense bukkake session everyone could take part in for just a knut. They really didn’t want any money, but being bought to perform their dirty desires was another step toward ultimate humiliation.

They finally reached the place, right in the middle of the plaza. People were already gathering and getting in line unbuttoning their pants and taking their cocks out, ready to make their part in the upcoming event.

The twins sat on their knees with their backs straight and ready to receive. It was their birthday and the first time for them to taste cum from someone outside the family. The first two customers arrived, already stroking their cocks, eager to spill their semen on the young faces. The twins opened their little mouths as much as they could, ready to taste any drop of the precious white liquid that might end in there.

Neither of them closed their eyes when the men came. They were used to being sprayed in the face and it didn’t bother them. No it aroused them. By the time the third customer covered them with spunk the twins were already leaking precum from their own erection. It was so tremendously exciting and there were still hundreds to come. They were quite certain that by the end of the day they would come repeatedly both form their pussies and their dick without even touching themselves.

A customer, an man in his eighties, came right in Padma’s mouth, filling it with yellowish thick jizz. The girl swallowed and shuddered in pleasure at the stale taste. With a jerk her cock erupted sending spray of cum in front of her. The crowd cheered and clapped her parents included, while her sister shot her an envious glare.

From that point on it became a challenge to see who could make them cum without touching. Seeing that the crowd didn’t seem to diminish their parents figured they could help the customers with a light warm up and proceed to suck and stroke those in line in groups of three. You could tell by their expression that they just loved to help their daughters.

Later that night, after more than five hundreds customers they returned home, proud and happy. Once they had showered (all together of course) their parents expressed their pride by fucking their arses to many mutual orgasms, until they all fell asleep with their cocks still buried into each other.

-oOo-

Harry kept moving from memory to memory, changing every minor event with a piece of his own dirty imagination. The same he had used with Parvati before. Said twin kept raping her sister’s arse with a passion, hitting her prostate at every thrust and keeping her erection stable to help with her mind treatment. She just loved her sister’s ass. It was her favorite since they were kids and she had missed it greatly since she had recovered her memories.

Meanwhile Padma felt her personality crumble, replaced by a cum craving slut that loved cocks especially if it was from a member of her family. She felt ashamed because she couldn’t fight back. She felt ashamed because she didn’t want to fight back. She felt ashamed because she liked, LOVED, what they were doing to her and when she realized it she finally broke.

Seeing the light in he eyes change Harry stopped. She just twitched slightly as he pulled back his probe from her mind. Being gagged she couldn’t speak but her lustful expression and the arousal dripping from her legs. He removed the gagball from her mouth and stepped back. She didn’t look at him but turned back to her sister that never stopped fucking her.

“Parv?” she asked in a low voice. Parvati stopped.

“What is it sis?” she asked.

“You know I like it rough. Pound me harder,” she pleaded. Parvati grinned at her and granted her wish.

Harry looked at his handiwork form the side, enjoying the show while he sucked his cock. He so loved being dark. Twisting and perverting innocent minds was truly an art he excelled at. He left the sister to re-acquaintance with each other. He had a reward to cash.

-oOo-

There’s another chappy. Did you like it? Was it perverted enough. I sure hope so. Next time a little insight on Lavander training under Miverva. Get ready for some whipping.

Till next time.
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