Candy | By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297694 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19 |
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Chapter two - An healthy diet
Soon winter came and Christmas drew to a close. It was a time for gifts and holiday. The students were looking forward to it. Unbeknownst to all even a certain potion master was waiting eagerly. With the castle almost completely empty he could advance his plans even further. He required the help of a few of the Seventh years Slitheryn students. They were, of course, all trusted individuals who owned him more than a little favour. They would keep their mouth shut if they knew what was good for them. And of course they did know.
Harry said goodbye to his friends who were leaving to spend the holyday with their families. He used to envy them because they had a home to return to. Not anymore. Hogwarts became an home for him even more. He didn’t know it was part of his implanted training not wanting to get too far away for his beloved Master.
Yet he was there. Just behind his conscious mind. He dreamed of his glorious cock filling his every hole while he insulted him, spanked him, and treated him like the worthless piece of meat he was.
He didn’t remember them. He simply knew he had some very wet dream if his raging erection was any indication. He never found satisfaction masturbating himself silly at any given chance. He simply couldn’t come no matter how much he stroked. He didn’t know that he found release every night spent in the Potion Master quarters.
The Potion Master was very generous with him since he allowed him to feed on his delicious cum every time. His Master was truly wonderful and never forgot to take proper care of his back orifice. Having him filling his bowel with his precious, priceless seed was such an honour. He even let him clean his own spurt from the floor afterwards. And using only his tongue, to his enormous pleasure. The only downside was that he couldn’t suck his Master cum from his arsehole by himself. He finally manages to bend enough to reach his own cock but it wasn’t all his doing. His Master helped him fulfilling his nature as a cockslut with a Penis enlargement potion, Snape own invention, and a Bone flexing potion. His master said it would take a while for him to manage to clean his arse with his own tongue, but if he really put himself into his training he could do it much faster. When he knew it he spent at least half an hour doing stretching exercises.
When Christmas rolled in he was able to deepthroat himself. Not that it could be of any use since he couldn’t come until something – anything pleeease – invaded his anus. He put himself body and mind into his training. His Master deserved nothing but the best he could offer with his body. His conscious mind thought that it was all Quidditch training. Silly little boy. He didn’t remember that the only broom it was allowed to ride was the one his Master pointed him.
Of course he wouldn’t do any good for Harry Potter to suddenly lose all interest in what was - used to be - his favourite sport after all. It would rise too many suspicion if he suddenly dropped out of the team. No, no. He would let him continue to play. This way no one would question his newly toned body.
Unknown to everybody, even to himself, Harry Potter wasn’t liking Quidditch like he used to be. It was fun all right, but it simply didn’t have the same thrill. Still he would do his best at it. ‘As Master commanded’ would add a voice in the back of his mind.
-oOo-
After Christmas Snape took things up a notch. He summoned the students to his private quarter, explaining them the situation without details. All they knew was that Snape had young slave in training. Of course they had no need to know who the naked boy under the latex mask was. They had to refer to him either as ‘Whore’ ,as the tag dangling from his neck stated, ‘Bitch’ or the slave personal favourite: ‘Cockslut’. If they called him like that he would double his efforts on their cocks.
They weren’t really into male, but the idea of submitting another man to their every whim was a major turn on. It didn’t hurt to gain a few extra credits by helping the potion master with a secret project. And what a project it was.
They made him do every sort of things. One night, after making sure that all the other students were inside their dormitories, they took him for a ‘walk’. Naturally said walk had him naked on his hands and knees all the while he had a magically animated plug fucking his arsehole. He came every time the toy plunged inside his orifice dirtying the floor beneath him. He had, of course, to clean it with his tongue but he couldn’t stop cumming or walking since his Master’s pupils tugged his leash constantly. He kept cumming over and over as Snape potion regimen provided him with an endless supply of cum. In the end the students had to Scrougify the floor themselves. They weren’t happy about his failure. A proper slave always completes the assigned task. As if wasting cum wasn’t sin in itself.
They whipped him for his failures and tortured him until sun rose while he hanged by his cock. Said torture consisted in stroking his cock without letting him come at all. When morning came his dick was red from the friction and his balls were blue and swollen like balloons form the suppressed cum. Luckily his Master took pity on him and pushed something inside his hole. The release was a bliss and a torture at the same time. The torrent of seed painted an entire wall white. He thought. ‘What a wonderful sight.’ He thought . ‘ A wall of cum. A cockslut ultimate dream.’
Snape let him go to sleep after that. After cleaning the wall without his wand as part of his punishment of course. Harry thought that it was the most wonderful punishment ever. Maybe he should fail from time to time.
He woke up that afternoon without understanding why he felt so sore. Sure, Quidditch training was heavy but... oh well he just had to sleep more tomorrow.
-oOo-
Two days before the lessons started again and before the students came back to school he assigned Harry detention for some silly reason no one took time to notice. Snape was more than used to dish out detention for whatever reason he felt like at that time.
He needed the time for a more complex procedure. Something he would take time to complete. It was time to turn Harry’s body into a true cockslut’s. He showed up on time like his detention required. As he stepped inside his eyes glazed over and the submissive side took control.
Snape walked up to his slave, circling around him before speaking.
“This potion…”he said showing a vial filled with milk white liquid. “will change your body permanently allowing you to feed only on cum. Other foods wouldn’t mean anything to you and you will find them disgusting. You whole digestive tract will be turned so that it can digest cum no matter which way it is fed. Your rectum will change allowing you to process cum directly. You will develop taste buds inside you orifice. This way you could taste your precious cum as it’s unloaded directly into your bowels. Do you want to take it?”
What was there to say? A way to taste even more cum? A way to be fed only with the delicious white nectar? Was that even a question?
“If that is what my Master wishes” he answered like the good slave he was.
“Ah, a perfect answer. You turned out to be a true work of art.” He blushed prettly at his words.
“I don’t deserve you praise, Master.”
“I wasn’t complimenting you, Whore. I was simply admiring my job. Never mind, I’m digressing. As I was saying I need you to really want to change for the potion to take effect. So I’m asking you Harry, do you want, out of your own free will, to give up all control and allow me to shape you as I see fit?”
Calling his slave real name awoke his conscious mind. Harry and the Whore clashed, but it was no real battle. Harry knew only fear, solitude and pain. It could live with them, resist them. Hell, if he out his mind into it he could fight while being crucioed. He had the means to resist pain. What he wasn’t capable to deal with was pleasure. And the Whore was all about pleasure. He wasn’t shown anything else during his training.
It was no battle at all. The person who used to be Harry faded forever, never to return. In his place only the Whore remained.
Outside Snape watched the boy going through different expressions until he finally smiled and looked into his Master eyes.
“I would love to, Master.” He answered.
“Very well then. Undress.”
He did as he was told. His cock was fully erect with excitement and pride. He never felt so right before.
“Who are you?” His master questioned.
“I am a filthy cockslut, Master. The lowest of the lowest.”
“What is your purpose?” Snape pressed on.
“To fulfill my Master every wish at all costs. With my body, with my magic and with my soul.”
“Would you die for me?”
“Yes, Master. I would gladly lay my life for you.” he replied without a shade of doubt.
“Would you kill for me?”
“Yes Master. I would take the life of anybody you required me to.”
“Even your friends?” Snape asked testing the ground.
Harry Potter would have roared. Nothing was more important than his friends. But Harry Potter was gone. The aroused cockslut in front of Snape was nothing but a Whore wearing Harry’s face.
“I have so such things as friends. The only person in my world is my Master. But even if I had such things I would take their lives if you commanded me. I will be what you want me to be”
It was done. If the mention of his friend couldn’t restore his old persona nothing would. He had won. Oh, how he wanted to see the expression on the father while the son submitted to him.
“ Well said, Whore. You deserve a reward for your devotion. Enjoy yourself.” He pulled out his cocks and allowed his slave to entertain both with his skilled tongue. Unknown to both Harry’s, no, the Whore’s magical core interpreted his words as an oath taking effect into shaping the slave as is master wished. The potion was basically useless at this point, but they proceeded as planned in their ignorance.
-oOo-
The potion took a whole day to complete the transformation. A day filled with painful orgasms. Yet the slave pulled through. ‘My Master believes in me and I won’t disappoint him.’ The thought. He rebuilt his willpower on his new persona, with his Master as the only focus. His mind sharpened so much that if he was to fuel a curse with his will no shield could block it. Not that anybody would ever find out since the only wand he would hold willingly would be the one his Master told him to service.
He woke up half a day after the change was completed. Snape let him rest so that he could restore his energies.
When he woke up his Master was waiting for him in all his naked glory. Oh, how he longed to kiss his body and worship his manliness.
“It’s time for breakfast, slave.” Snape said pointing to his already hard cock. The whore rose still naked from his bed, only to drop down with his legs spread, fondling his erect cock with his hand, while taking his master Holy Rod inside his mouth. He could feel everything magnified. The warmth, taste and scent of that burning meat roll was like a drug on his brain. ” Oh yes. You are doing very good. I trained you well, Slut. You are such a good little cum-dump.” His eyes shined as he heard the praise and he doubled his efforts. Snape came with a scream.
The wave of pleasure could have burned his mind if it Snape’s potion didn’t strengthen it for this purpose. Everything was cum. His mind, soul, magic and hearth. He couldn’t think about anything else, save for his Master wishes. His pleasure, after all, existed only to please his supreme person.
He came as well for the first time in a long while without having his arse invaded. He gathered enough willpower to scoop up some of it from the ground to place in inside his anus along with two fingers.
He could feel it. The taste, the texture, the scent. His filthy orifice sent everything to his brain, cementing his addiction to the white nectar. He folded on himself, taking his own cock into his mouth while fingering his back entrance. He kept cumming into his mouth faster than he could swallow, much to his Master amusement, and he almost choked on it. Yet he kept going. There was no way he would stop until his Master gave him the order.
Two fingers became three and three became four. Stretching his anus to the limits he kept unloading torrents of cum into his own mouth.
He was interrupted four hours later. Way too soon in his own opinion, but his Master command was imperative.
“Take a shower, dress up and go back to your dorm. You aren’t allowed to cum except for feeding or servicing, and no more than four loads a day. I will know if you ate more than I allowed you to. Make sure to eat only where nobody can see you.”
“As you wish, Master.” he answered disappointed as his cock came out of his mouth with a pop.
“You will wear your old Harry Potter person except when I’ll tell you differently. Do not attract suspicion. You are not allow to purse anybody to sate your huger.” He then pulled out of his robe a fistful of candies. “Give these to anybody you deem attractive, male or female doesn’t matter, but make sure to give them to at least some females. I will need your help in training them later on.”
“Yes Master. It shall be done.” He answered before proceeding with the assigned task.
On his way to the dorm he thought about his mission. What student could possibly appeal to his Master taste. He chuckled at the thought of his ‘friend’. the insufferable know-it-all. Oh, his Master would love to break her mind next.
‘Let’s see how are you going to like books after I introduce you to an healthy diet of Cocks Cum.’ He laughed as the darkness of the dungeon swallowed him.
-oOo-
TheDarkWonker notes:
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