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Smell of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 308950 -:- 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- So I would like to start by thanking my wonderful new beta, Eclectic_Pet for once again finding my error and making more story much better! Sorry for the wait, and the longer wait in the rest of my stories I have been lasp in posting but I work as hard as I can to get you new chapters, and know that I am not planning to adbandon any of my work.

Luna/Wind- Thank you so much for you kind words. I am glad you are enjoying my story, it is the reason I write.
Emmiey- I am back again! With a new chapter, there is Treasure Master action... but I am not sure if it was what you were looking for.
red demon- We are getting to Treasure's punishment, and Harry will take your sugestion under advisement.
Aranel- Harry is working hard to get Hermione to understand what she really wants.
Chrryb- Glad you are enjoying my work, here is a little bit more to get you by.
x2alyx2- Sorry it isn't done yet, it is a slow road to the end. Hope you enjoy the ride.
Wolfenstein- I actually have a whole blog post that is devoted to your concerns about this story. The short version is, this story is in no way suppused to repersent a healthy Dom/sub relationship. Harry is not a nice guy are a good Dom in any since of the word. If you are interested in reading my whole exsplination you can find a link to my blog on my profile.

Harry sat in what he was starting to think of as his throne as he waited for his Treasure to show. He had sent her a message earlier that day to meet him in the classroom during dinner. He had ordered her to come and warned her that she would be punished if she did not comply. Dobby had brought him some of the dinner, now he sat and waited while he picked at his own food.
Ten minutes after dinner had started the door to his room opened. His Treasure stood there with an angry look on her face, and his note in her hand.
“How dare you…” She started as she stepped into the room.
Harry’s first instinct was to order her to kneel, but he knew it would do no good when she was this upset. So he decided to wait patiently as she vented.
“How dare you…” She repeated herself as if her brain was too angry to get over that one line. “What gives you the right to summon me?” She snapped and slammed the door shut.
He thought about mentioning the fact that she had come, so he must have some right, but he decided this too would not help the situation. So instead, he replied calmly. “We needed to talk.”
“If you do not come in a timely manner you will receive a worse punishment than you are already due?” She read his words from the note as if they were a question.
“You will be receiving punishments for several infractions.” He stated simply.
“H…” He could tell she was trying to say his name, but resisted the urge to smile at her inability. “I am not your slave any more. We are broken up and I want you to burn that contract.” She fumed.
“We're broken up?” He asked like it was news to him.
“I punched you in the face.” She told him as if he didn’t remember.
“So we had a fight, who said anything about breaking up?” He asked and sat back in his chair.
“You’re cheating on me with who knows how many girls!” She exclaimed as she threw her hands into the air.
“I am not cheating on you Treasure.” He told her simply. “You are my one and only Treasure and I treat no one else the way I treat you.”
Hermione rolled her eyes and crossed her arms under her breast. “You’re still messing around with other girls.” She pointed out. “You said so yourself.”
Harry sighed closing his eyes so he could think for a moment. “Treasure…” he started but this time Hermione interrupted him.
“Stop calling me that!”
He was up in a flash and inches from her face. His green eyes burning with such intensity that Hermione felt the need to step back from him and look away.
“That is what you are. You are my Treasure and I am your Master. I understand I have hurt your feelings. But that doesn't change the simple truth of our relationship. You are mine.”
He could feel her shift and smell how much she wanted him in that moment, but as always her brain was about to show itself and get in his way. Just as she was opening her mouth to protest he, decided he would have none of it. His hands moved around the back of her head and he kissed her.
The kiss was a show of pure ownership. He worked hard to take her breath completely away before he let his lips slide from hers. “I don’t want a normal relationship Treasure, and neither do you” he told her softly before he kissed her again.
She was stiff against his kisses at first, but soon melted into them as if she was coming home. Her hands, which had moved to his chest to fend him on, now rested between them and even clutched slightly at his robes.
When he felt he had her brain under control he pulled back from the kiss to look into her eyes. “Tonight I want you to take your place among the Order of the Bound. I want you to see where your place truly is.”
“Where is my place?” She asked, and he could hear the annoyance in her voice.
“At my knee.” He told her firmly.
“Wait…” She started as what he said became clear in her head. “You want me to submit… in front of other people?” She asked as if it was the worst thing she could think of.
“I want you to stop hiding who you are behind these rules you think you should follow.” He told her in a tone that left no room for argument.
She blushed and looked Harry in the eyes once again. “Do you know what people will think of me?” She asked as if she was convinced he didn’t understand the problem.
“These people will think you are a beautiful submissive woman who is strong enough to actually be herself.” He challenged her, knowing it would push her buttons.
“They will think I’m weak that I have to kneel to a man.” She told him firmly.
Harry sighed and shook his head. “I’ll make you a deal. If you take your proper place at my feet for one week, I’ll burn the contract if you still want me to after that time. I’m not going to force you to serve me, I’m just trying to show you what you really want Hermione.” He said using her given name to make her feel more comfortable with the statement.
She swallowed thickly as the gears worked in her head and her massive intellect was at war with her emotions and morals. The offer was brilliant in that it gave her a logical reason to follow her own desires. When everything clicked into place behind her eyes, he smiled, as he already knew her answer.
“Fine, one week.” She stated and straightened her back. “But we are still on break… I haven't forgiven you yet.”
Harry nodded; he needed her to come back to him fully on her own. If he forced the issue she’d only dig her heels in and he may never release the truly divine submissive within her.

Hermione was kneeling at his left knee when the first of Harry’s girls entered the room. Cho was so busy trying to make a show of stripping down she didn’t even notice the younger girl until Hermione made a slight huffing sound.
“Treasure, I’ll have none of that” he told her firmly and motioned for the other girl to continue to get into position.
Cho blinked a few times as she noticed Hermione kneeling by her Master’s side, and wondered what it meant to be allowed to kneel so close. The fact the other girl was still fully dressed also made Cho pause.
“Cock Toy, continue and get into your place before I decide to punish you for the delay.” Harry said so firmly that Cho rushed to take the rest of her clothes off and crawled hurriedly to the place she usually kneeled.
“Cock Toy?” Hermione asked with surprise and confusion in her eyes. Harry smirked as the slut in front of him blushed with embarrassment.
“You didn’t have permission to speak...” Harry started before he looked down to his Treasure. “...but as today is a day of you learning your place in my Order I’ll answer your question. This one’s name is Cock Toy, because she is one of my sluts, and so she is named for her main use.”
Both girls blushed at his explanation, but it didn’t keep Hermione quiet for long. “But that is so demeaning Master. You have never called me anything of the sort.”
“Would you like me to?” Harry asked with a smirk smiling as his Treasure’s blushed deepened and she shook her head quickly. “You are not a slut my Treasure, you are a slave, and my Light Consort. I would never…”
“Your what?” Cho interrupted, she had been so shocked by the term, more so then the term used to describe Hermione, that she forgot her place for a moment.
Harry turned to her slowly and she immediately regretted her outburst. Before he could enact a punishment though Daphne and Tracey entered the room. When they looked at the scene, Tracey smiled and Daphne frowned. Tracey only smiled more widely when she noticed Daphne’s expression.
Harry looked to them without a word and they both started to undress as he moved his attention back to his misbehaving slut.
“Corner. Nose to the wall until I say otherwise.” He ordered in a tone that would not be disobeyed.
Hermione had too many questions as she looked between Cho and the two Slytherin girls who were now getting undressed. She saw how he was with them and decided it would be best to at least be polite when asking her questions.
“Master, why is Cho…” She started to ask before Harry shook his head.
“Cock Toy.” he corrected her simply then motioned for her to continue.
“Why is… Cock Toy...” She continued with a frown on her lips, she obviously didn’t like calling the older Ravenclaw such a name. “Why is she being punished? I wanted to know the same thing.” She admitted and looked into Harry’s eyes boldly.
“But you didn’t interrupt me, and I didn’t like her tone.” He said and glanced to the other two girls to make sure they were not delaying as they listened to him.
Hermione frowned but nodded at his answer as it did actually make sense to her. “Then can you tell me what the term means?” She asked before she glanced to the Slytherins as well. “And what they are doing here?” She asked a little more softly.
Harry just smiled and nodded. “Light Consort is the position you hold within the Order of the Bound. Light refers to your nature, and consort refers to the fact that you are the first among all my slaves.”
Harry looked to the two girls who has just crawled up and taken their positions. “These girls also belong to me.” He told Hermione simply to answer her second question. “Whip is another slave, like you,” he told her as he motioned to Daphne. “She is very good at gathering us allies from all walks of life. Vixen is my pet.” He added and motioned to Tracey. “She is my wild fox, but she is also the one who helped me write up all of those magical contracts.”
Hermione looked the two girls over and then back up at Harry. “They are loyal to you?” She asked softly.
Daphne huffed at the question and Tracey frowned as well.
“You may speak my Whip.” Harry said feeling it would be better to get the girl to answer Hermione’s question.
“More loyal than you” Daphne snapped the moment she was allowed to. “We all saw you with that fool McLaggen. If you wanted to be a slut you should have asked Master properly.”
“That is enough Whip.” Harry said in a displeased tone.
“Sorry Master.” Daphne said and bowed her head, though she didn’t actually seem all that sorry.
“Vixen and Whip have also signed lifetime contracts to my service.” Harry said once he had Hermione’s attention back on him.
As Hermione opened, her mouth to ask another question Ginny walked into the room with messed up hair and rumpled clothes. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw her friend kneeling next to Harry.
Harry raised an eyebrow at Ginny’s dress, but it was Hermione who asked a new question.
“What is Ginny doing here?” She asked with wide eyes.
“Fuck Toy is also one of my sluts.” Harry answered as if it was perfectly normal and then frowned when he turned his attention back to Ginny. “Who?” He asked simply.
Ginny’s answer came so softly no one could hear what she said.
“Speak up slut, who have you been fucking with?” Harry asked without pity.
“Master?!” Hermione looked up at him with her own frown, she really didn’t like the way he was talking to her friend.
“Fuck Toy, tell Treasure why you’re my slut.” He ordered the younger girl. “Then answer my other question.”
“I am your slut because I enjoy being treated like a sex toy, Master.” Ginny said without looking Hermione in the eyes. “I was messing around with Draco… and Blaise. They are just outside because they wish to make an entrance.”
Hermione blinked at her friend as if she’d never seen the other girl before. Harry smiled and petted his Treasure’s head softly.
“You thought you were alone in your needs, but most have them. I have found most people either yearn to serve or be served.” He told her in a gentle tone. “Will you let my Knights in Fuck Toy.” He added without looking to Ginny.
“Yes Master.” She said and turned to open the door.
“I don’t want to be treated like a sex toy.” Hermione told him as the two Slytherin boys entered, frowning at the redhead as she’d given them away.
“That is why you are not a slut my Treasure.” Harry answered before he smiled at the two men. “If you wish to make an entrance, you should try not playing with my things first.” He told them in a teasing way.
Both Draco and Blaise chuckled and looked around the room filled with beautiful and mostly naked women.
“You know you really should leave some girls for the rest of us.” Blaise said and winked at Ginny as she took her place.
Harry smirked and brushed his hand into Hermione’s hair without thought. “At least I share most of them.” He said before looking to Daphne. “Whip, conjure some chairs for my Knights.”
“Yes Master.” Daphne said and rose to do as she was asked.
“Cock Toy, come here.” He ordered and motioned to the place just in front of him.
All in the room watched as Cho crawled to the place he had pointed and knelt with legs spread even more widely than usual.
“Do you know why you were punished?” Harry asked looking down at his slut and ignoring everyone else in the room.
“I interrupted my Master, and questioned his judgment with my tone.” She told him as if she had been thinking about it the whole time she was kneeling against the wall.
“Will you be doing so again?” He asked her seriously.
“No Master.” Cho responded quickly.
“Good, now take your place.” He told her firmly and waited for her to move back to her place before he turned back to the other boys. “Have you told him what we are thinking?” Harry asked Draco.
“He said you want me to be the face of this Order of yours.” Blaise answered, his eyes stayed on Cho as he answered.
“What?” Hermione asked which brought the room’s attention back to her.
“We didn’t think it would be a good idea for it to be known I was behind the Order of the Bound. If our enemies find out they will know we are preparing, and if our allies find out they will question our tactics.” Harry explained simply.
“But if they think this group is just some sort of sex thing…” Hermione continued with a slight smile. “Run by a known womanizer. They won’t give it much attention at all.” She finished looking at Blaise.
“My only question is about the perks of being your face.” Blaise said as his eyes stayed on Hermione for a moment longer than she found comfortable.
Harry had to use all the self-control he had not to growl at the good-looking Slytherin. “There are perks; you will have to pretend to be me.” He said and stood to put himself between Blaise and his Treasure.
“So I’ll be getting the use of your... girls?” Blaise asked and looked up at Harry with a smirk on his lips.
“Most of them.” He said and this time he could not keep the edge out of his voice. “The use of my sluts is not in question at all” he said and motioned to Ginny and Cho.
Blaise looked to the two girls with their legs spread wide. “And the other three?”
“Vixen?” Harry asked looking to Tracey first. “It would be best if Blaise pretended to be your Master in public, but the choice is yours.
“As long as he understands I am a pet, and not a slut or a slave.” Tracey answered softly.
“What does that mean?” Blaise asked curiously.
“Just think of her as a wild fox that has taken human form.” Harry said with a wave of his hand. “Whip, are you willing to serve Blaise when I’m not around?” he moved on to the other girl.
“More than Master, anything to please you.” She said as sweetly as she could.
“And Hermione?” Blaise asked boldly, he was mostly just pushing Harry’s buttons.
“Is mine. She is my consort and will only be touched by me.” Harry said taking a menacing step towards Blaise.
“Just teasing Sir.” Blaise said as he put up his hands. “She isn’t even my type.”
“Keep it that way.” He told the other boy before he sat back down in his throne.

They spent the rest of the meeting going over plans on how they would introduce Blaise as the leader of the Order of the Bound. Harry welcomed the input of all in the room. Hours later, when the meeting broke up only Harry and Hermione were left in the room.
“What do you think?” Harry broke the short silence first.
“Why did they have to be naked?” Hermione asked without looking at Harry.
“Because it pleases me, and helps them to remember their place in the Order.” He answered directly.
“Only Da... Whip was kneeling like you like me to. Is that because she is also a slave?” Hermione asked more curious than upset.
“That is exactly why my Treasure.” Harry praised her and cupped her cheek so he could direct her to look at him.
There was a long pause before she spoke again. “They looked at me like they all wanted to be me. Like it was special to be kneeling so close to you.”
“They are all jealous of you, if that is your real question.” He told her and smiled at the confused look in her eyes.
“But they are all so pretty, why would…” She started and Harry just shook his head.
“You are my only consort. You are the only one I claim completely for myself. They are jealous because you’re everything they wish to be. You’re beautiful, smart, and the only woman in the world that gets my undivided attention.”
Hermione frowned and looked at the floor so she could think without having to keep looking into his deep green eyes. “May I go now Master?” She asked softly. “You’ve given me a lot to think about.
Harry sighed and sat back. “Just remember our deal. One week, and during that time you will not be seeing McLaggen.” he stated firmly.
“I see him in class, but I won’t spend any time alone with him… for the next week.” She agreed softly.
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