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Slave to the Phoenix	By : FyreFawn Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41538 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Lucius Malfoy walked into the courtyard of the slave camp, his cane rapping loudly against the stone ground. He was there for one purpose only on this day, and that was to purchase a slave.

Many other wizards were standing around waiting for the auction to start. The slaves were being herded into the area, and then they were divided into four groups. First, by gender, then by class. There was the working class and the pleasure class, and that is where Lucius looked for Hermione, the slave the Order of the Phoenix was determined to buy.

He had spotted her last year when he had stopped by the camp unexpectedly to perform an inspection. As the Minister of Magic, he wasn’t required to go around to the slave camps and inspect them, but he liked to make sure the slaves were being fed properly and not abused too often. Unfortunately, there was only so much he and the others could do.

He had come up on Rabastan Lestrange whipping and berating the young teen. “Like being a know it all do you? Obviously, you’re pretty stupid if you can’t listen to instructions. Foolish lioness,” he snarled.

Those were the words that caught Lucius complete attention. “Could it be?” he thought to himself. “Is she finally here? The one the prophecy spoke of?” Of course, there was no real way of knowing. Most of the prophecy was missing, and no matter how the Phoenix had searched for it, they just couldn’t find it.

“Rabastan, who is this lovely young thing you have here?”

Rabastan swung around. “Minister!” he exclaimed and bowed. “Just another mudblood slave, minister.” he sneered.

“Hmm. How old is she?”

“Sixteen minister.”

“So she will be of age next year?”

“Yes sir and she will be up for purchase as well.”

“Let me get a better look at her,” Lucius demanded.

Rabastan grabbed Hermione’s arm and roughly yanked at her. “Stand up girl!”

Hermione slowly stood up, trembling, and eyes lowered.

Lucius walked behind her, reached out, took a lock of her hair, and rubbed it between his fingers. “Your hair is a little wild, slave, but we can fix that.”

Now standing in front of her, he ran his eyes down her form. She had soft rounded curves and perfect hips for bearing children.

“Look at me child” he commanded.

When she didn’t respond, he goaded her. “Look at you,” he said softly. “Trembling like a scared little lamb. Frankly, I don’t see the lioness in you at all.”

At those words, Hermione’s head jerked up and she looked into his eyes defiantly. It was at that moment Lucius made his decision. The Order of the Phoenix would purchase her. He had a sure feeling that she was the one they needed, the one that magic and the world needed.

Lucius stroked a finger down her cheek. “Such soft skin, beautiful brown eyes, and a body a man would want to lose himself in,” he remarked.

He turned his attention to Rabastan. “There are four of us that need a slave. She will do perfectly.”

“Yes sir. I will make sure to advise you on the auction date next year.”

“Very good-” Lucius turned to leave. “,and Rabastan?”

“Minister?”

“Make sure she is in the pleasure class at the auction.”

Hearing Hermione let out a small sob, he turned back toward her and chided her. “Now, now, don’t cry my lamb. You will have a better life than you have here. We take care of what belongs to us.” He leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “Besides, you will come to enjoy it. We will make sure of it.”

He kissed her on the forehead and left to give the exciting news to the phoenix.

Now, after what seemed forever, she would finally be theirs, and they could progress on the plans to defeat Voldemort.

Lucius felt someone walk up and stand next to him. “Severus” Lucius acknowledged.

“Hello, Lucius. Have you spotted her yet?”

“Not yet Severus. Getting Anxious are we?”

Severus grunted.

Lucius grinned. “All of us are anxious my friend. I am sure she will be out here soon. She is no doubt causing the trainers a bit of trouble. I am sure they don’t call her the little lioness for nothing.”

Hearing a commotion they turned and observed Rabastan carrying a bound and struggling girl. Her screams were muffled by a gag.

“Ah, here she is now,” Lucius said.

Severus took in the girl. “She is magnificent, just as you said Lucius. But it sure is a shame she wastes all that energy in struggling and fighting. I can think of many other areas where her energy would be much more useful.”

“I agree Severus, and so does every other man here. Who doesn’t want a change to try and tame the lioness? I am sure she is going to fetch a pretty high price from us.”

“Come, my friend, let us go find a seat. The auction is about to begin.”

Lucius and Severus sat down as the first of the working class slaves were led onto the auction platform.

Hermione grunted as she was dumped on the ground in the area marked for the pleasure slaves.

“You know girl, if you would behave, you wouldn’t be treated as roughly. Now all these men that witnessed your disobedience are going to want a chance to tame you. If I didn’t already have 3 slaves of my own, I would bid for you too. But three is all I can handle, and I prefer to keep them.”

Hermione tried to lean away from Rabastan when he put his face close to hers. But he stopped her by grabbing the back of her head with his hand.

“Just think, mudblood, soon you’ll be on that platform, stripped of your clothes. Every man will lust for you, wanting to know what it will be like to lie between your soft thighs, how warm and tight you’ll be when they sink into you, and wanting their seed to take root in your womb.”

“You know what is extra special about witches, mudblood?” he whispered. “Because of a witches magic, her body recovers quickly from childbearing. Consider it a type of sex magic. No matter how many times she bears children or takes a man inside her body, her pussy will remain just as tight and warm as the night she was a virgin. And now, I think I will grant you with a little gift. No need to thank me sweets.”

Rabastan whispered an incantation over her.

Hermione gasped in horror as she felt the muscles in her pussy contract.

“Ah, you felt that then. That is a good thing, little girl. You’re small, so I bet you’re pretty tight already, but that incantation I whispered just made you a bit tighter. Don’t worry sweets, you’ll just be able to feel a cock so much better when it’s fucking you, and it will bring you more pleasure. I am sure Severus, Lucius and your other two Masters will appreciate the gift as well.”

Rodolphus came up to them. “Everything okay Rabastan?”

“Yes, just giving the lioness a special gift,” Rabastan winked and stood up.

Rodolphus laughed. “Bet her Masters will enjoy that.”

“I’m sure they will,” Rabastan smugly replied.

“I stopped by to inform you that this mudblood is to be last slave on the auction block. We are going to hold a special auction for this one.”

“Yea, I figured that,” Rabastan said. “I know Lucius and three others desire her, but he didn’t notify me of who the other three were.”

“They are Hogwarts Headmaster Severus Snape, Lucius’ son, Draco Malfoy, and the werewolf, Remus Lupin.”

“Really, the werewolf?” Rabastan questioned.

Hermione’s eyes widened in fright. She remembered when another werewolf, Greyback, came to the prison three years ago on auction day. He had purchased a pleasure slave, and ended up taking her right there and then in front of everyone. The slave had ended up unconscious and was bleeding from the scratches the claw marks had left. Hermione had been absolutely terrified after witnessing that event.

From that day forward she had wished and hoped to be placed in the working class slave group, but that had all fallen to pieces the day the Minister of Magic had visited the prison, seen her, and requested that she be placed with the pleasure class slaves.

Now finding out that one of her Masters would likely be a werewolf, she about panicked. Taking deep breaths, she was barely able to keep herself calm.

Rabastan saw this and urged the girl to calm down. “Don’t be so frightened girl. Remus is bit more gentle than most of the other were’s. Granted it will still be rough, especially when he fucks you in his wolf form, but it will be pleasurable too. Besides, you might find you end up enjoying a bit of pain.”

Switching his conversation back to Rodolphus, he asked, “Does the minister know that the auction is going to be different for this slave?”

“No, but I am sure he’ll be appreciative of the fact, though it means that all the men will get a closer view of the mudblood girl, and that we will be touching her. He won’t like that much, but if it means that she will be theirs, he will deal with it.”

Both men turned their eyes toward the auction in progress. “The working class slaves are going pretty quickly today. Guess we had better hurry and start getting the first of the pleasure class slaves ready for the auction block. Is the mudblood secured enough?”

“Yep, she isn’t going anywhere. She’ll be fine where she’s at.” Rabastan bent down. “Stay out of trouble little girl. I’ll see you later sweets.”

As the two men walked away, a lone tear slid down Hermione’s cheek.

Severus and Lucius watched the auction with disinterested eyes. The slaves seemed to be going at a fast rate, but it would still be a while before Hermione would appear on stage.

At last the working slaves had all been auction off and were being prepared to leave with their Owners. About ¾ of the crowd remained. The pleasure class slaves were now being prepared for auction. The rules were different for these slaves. The slaves were auctioned off nude. The trainers were not allowed to touch them with their hands. Everything was either done with a spell or the slave was touched with the trainer’s wand.

The males were auctioned first. One by one they were led upon the platform, and divested of their clothes. They were made to turn around once and then a spell was performed so their cocks would harden, that way a possible owner could see what they were bidding on. Then a second spell was performed to make the slaves orgasm, their thick release spurting into the air. After each slave went off the stage, it was quickly scourgified before bringing the next one up.

“Sweet Nimue, Lucius. They aren’t going to do that to our girl are they?”

“Don’t worry Severus. Rabastan knows what I want, and he won’t have the girl orgasm. Her first time finding pleasure will be in our arms. Now pay attention. The female slaves are about to be led up to the platform.”

There were thirty female slaves to be auctioned off, not including Hermione. Yet, Severus observed that she was still bound and gagged on the ground.

Leaning toward Lucius, he commented, “How come they aren’t getting her ready yet?”

Knowing Severus was talking about Hermione Lucius turned his gaze toward her. “I do believe that they are saving her for last. It’s quite smart if you think about it. Though we would empty our coffers for the girl, this will allow us to avoid it, and they will still make a pretty penny on her. They are cunning people. Most every man here only has enough money to purchase one slave. That leaves the richer bidders at the end. You know, as I do, that the more valuable slaves are auctioned off later, and I dare say our lioness is very valuable.”

Lucius had a thoughtful look in his eye. “Severus, I suggest that we act disinterested in the girl. I know that we are definitely not interested in the others, but if they even suspect that we are here make a purchase, they will make sure to up the bid. Though I am the minister, there are many that would enjoy seeing me pay a pretty price for the child.”

Hearing a female slave moan, they turned their attention back to the stage. The slave whimpered as she came from the vibrating wand that was focused on her center. Being men, they both enjoyed the sight.

“Beautiful, just beautiful,” Lucius sighed.

Severus agreed and then wondered out loud. “I wonder how ashamed they feel from not being able to control their responses.”

“What do you mean?” Lucius questioned.

“Think about it. The last touch they ever experience is from their parents before they are taken away. After that, there is no sensation of being hugged or comforted. All they feel against their skin for the next six years is the whip or cane if they are disobedient. So, on auction day, even if it is with a wand, they finally feel the sense of touch. They yearn to feel the sensation. They can’t help it. Quite sad really.”

“I know, but one day it will be different Severus. I promise.”

Settling back, they watched the remaining slaves being auctioned off.

Hermione sat and listened to the auction, as male slaves groaned in release, and then as female slaves whimpered or screamed out as they were forced over the edge. The sound of clapping and crude comments grated on her ears after each slave was forced to orgasm.

Two shadows fell over her and she looked up to see Rabastan and Scabior.

“ ‘Ello beau’iful,” Scabior greeted. “We’re here to get you ready. Two more slaves to go and it’s your turn. You should feel privileged love. We saved the best for last and you’re it.”

Rabastan reached down and stood the Hermione up. Grasping her chin in his hand, he tilted her head up, removed her gag, and forced her to look at him. “Listen up mudblood. Both me and Scabior are going to be on the platform with you, just in case you try to do something foolish. I am warning you now, if you do try, I won’t hesitate to punish you in front of everyone. I am sure they would be happy to see how red your skin can get and how well you can bleed, or even to see how well you can handle a crucio. Do you understand girl?”

Hermione, not wanting to be crucio’d or anything else in front of a crowd replied, “Yes sir.”

“Strip her down, Scabior,” Rabastan ordered.

“My pleasure,” Scabior replied. He spelled away her bonds and proceeded to divest Hermione of her clothing.

“Listen up love, this important,” Scabior advised her. “Your auction is going to be a bit different. It will be a silent auction, therefore, different rules apply. First, you will not be brought to orgasm in front of the bidders. Count yourself lucky, however in place of that, they will be getting a closer view of you. You will be placed in different positions, either on your knees, on all fours or on your back, with your legs spread. Do you understand?”

Hermione was mortified! Those men would see her like that? Feeling a tap with a palm to her face she jerked her eyes up only to see Scabior scowl.

“I asked if you understood, stupid girl!”

“Yes sir”, she answered hurriedly.

Scabior slid her shirt off her upper body, leaving an undershirt on. He continued speaking to her. “Second, the bidders will be walking up to the platform to examine you, but they will not be allowed to touch you. Understand?”

Hermione was relieved, at least she would be spared that. “Yes sir,” she replied.

“Don’t be too relieved right now love. You do know there is a reason we keep the pleasure class slaves separated out don’t you? That’s a rhetorical question love, don’t answer. What we are going to do, you won’t like one bit. Like I said, we won’t bring you to an orgasm, but we won’t be doing any spells on you or touching you with our wands either. This will be a hands on session love, and your body will have no choice but to respond. How can it not, when you haven’t had a gentle touch in six years? Your body will be craving the touch. And these bidders will want to see how our most valuable slave will respond to skin on skin contact. It’s bound to be very entertaining.”

Scabior rid Hermione of the rest of her outfit and took in her nude body. “I must say ducky, you are a very lovely young lady. Now, let’s brush that beau’iful hair of yours shall we?”

He lifted a lock of her hair and sniffed, “You smell like vanilla little girl.” Giving her hair one last stroke with the hairbrush he set it down. “There we go love, all ready for viewing. Come on then.” With those words, Scabior led a trembling Hermione to the platform.

Rabastan was waiting there for her. The bidders were silent, waiting for Rabastan to speak.

Rabastan hoped the girl wouldn’t cause any trouble. The best way for this to work out would be to try and keep her calm, and right now she definitely needed calming.

“Easy girl,” he said. “Scabior and I are here to help you. You won’t like what we will do, but it needs to be done. You have a total of fifteen men waiting to bid on you sweets. We will help guide you into your different positions. Keep calm and you will be fine. This auction will last for one hour. It might seem like forever to you at this point, but it will be over before you know it.”

He then spoke to Scabior, “Place her in kneeling position, arms behind her back, thighs shoulder width apart.”

Hermione felt Scabior guiding her to her knees as Rabastan started explaining the auction process to the last of the bidders.

She startled at the sound of Scabior’s voice. “Easy there love. Spread your legs a bit girl. There you go. That’s a good love. Slow deep breaths sweetheart.”

Scabior stroked her hair, trying to ease Hermione’s fears. The bidders were beginning to make their way forward to the stage. He could see that Lucius and Severus remained seated, and he chuckled. Smart men, they were.

“Keep your eyes lowered girl and listen to my voice. Don’t speak or answer me. Don’t move unless I guide you into a new position. That’s a good girl. Now, you know there are four men who want you as their slave right? I believe you met one of them last year, Lucius Malfoy, the Minister of Magic. You remember him don’t you? Well, he is here today, and he is with another that wants you, they are here together to purchase you, but they aren’t even getting up to come take a look. Want to know why girl? I’ll tell you. If every man here knew that the minister and his friends wanted you, they would push the bidding as high as possible, so Lucius would have to pay out much money. Hence, the reason we are holding the silent auction. Your future Masters are smart men love. By showing disinterest, the men will bid lower than normal, leaving Lucius to bid half as much as he would have to. I’m not saying he would not bid all his money for you, I know he would. They desire you that much. Lucius tends to have perfect timing girl. Here is what he and Severus will do. Ten minutes before the auction is over they will finally come up to view you. They will go over your body thoroughly, and one minute before the auction is up Lucius will place his bid and win. You will understand why later. I am sure they will explain to you how you were won.”

“Come one love, the first of the men are here to take a look at your delightful body.” Scabior said as he guided her onto all fours.

As the auction dragged on, she felt Rabastan’s and Scabior’s hands on her, guiding her into different positions and touching were no one had touched before.

They were right, she couldn’t control her body’s responses. She hated that fact and felt ashamed as they continued to caress her and keep her calm with soft words.

The men that came by made her blush as they talked about her body and how she blushed so beautifully.

All of the sudden, she became very aware of where she was as Lucius and Severus walked up. How they spoke to her and what they did to her aroused her even more, though they didn’t lay a hand on her. Those last ten minutes seemed like an eternity. Then it was all over. Lucius went to pay the auctioneer while Severus wrapped her in a robe and picked her up.

Hermione whimpered.

“Hush little one. It’s all over now. You belong to us and only we will be able to touch you and look at your body from this point on. Lucius and I will introduce you to your other two Masters later. I want you to close your eyes, relax and try to sleep. Your body will calm down faster this way. Right now it is too sensitive and frustrated.”

Hermione slipped off into slumber easily and knew no more.

This was it, two more slaves to go and Hermione would be brought to the platform. This was the moment they had been waiting for. It was hard for both of them to be calm, they wanted the girl so badly.

The slaves came and went and now Hermione was on the stage. They noticed that Rabastan was speaking to the girl and seemed to be trying to calm her. Then he turned to the bidders. Casting the Sonorus spell, he placed his wand to his neck and began to speak.

“May I have your attention bidders? The auction for this slave will be silent! Please listen as I give the instructions. The viewing rules are as follows. One: You may have an up close viewing of the slave. She will be placed in three different positions. The first position will be kneeling with thighs shoulder width apart and arms behind her back. The second will be on all fours, with legs slightly spread, and the third will be on her back with legs widely spread. Two: You will not be allowed to touch her, however you may ask us to. The purpose of will be so you can view her reaction to skin on skin contact. Three: The slave will not be brought to orgasm for this auction. Her first orgasm will belong to her owner or owners. This auction will last exactly one hour, not one minute less, not one minute later. The bidding rules are as follows. You may view the slave before you place each bid. Each bid will cost one hundred galleons. Keep that in mind before you place it. The winner will be notified at the end. Let the auction begin!”

Severus and Lucius looked at each other as Rabastan spoke.

Severus growled, “I don’t want them getting a closer view of our girl, nor do I cherish the fact that she is going to be touched by those two foul men!”

Lucius agreed. “I know Severus, neither do I, but in all actuality, they are doing us a favor. At least her first orgasm will be ours. After this, no one but the four of us will be able to look at her body or touch her.”

Lucius went on to discuss the bidders. “There are three bidders here that I would be concerned going up against. They like to push the bid as far as they can. They each carry at least three hundred thousand galleons on them. Now, considering the fact that each bid has a cost of a hundred galleons, which puts the ball further in our court. Most of the bidders are only going to be able to afford a bid up to a hundred and fifty thousand galleons. The more they bid, more competition is taken out. That leaves Zabini, Goyle and Greengrass. You know that if they spot the other one bid, they will make another bid themselves. Luckily, they don’t know the amount the other will bid. They will end up wasting the time by being idiots and competing for the hell of it, just to outdo the other, I am sure the bidding will go up in small increments. I say we wait until the last ten minutes of the auction, then go and take a very close look at our girl. At the last minute, I will go and make our bid, while you stay with her. That way, we will pay a onetime bidding fee and I am a generous bidder. I have no doubt that we will come out the winner.”

They waited and watched as their future slave was viewed by the bidders and caressed by the trainers. Though they hated the fact that Pucey, Zabini, and Goyle kept taking turns reevaluating the girl, they were amused by the glares the three bidders threw at each other as well as the bidding competition.

Fifty minutes had gone by and now it was their turn. As they stood up, Severus spoke. “She looks fairly frustrated doesn’t she?”

“I am sure,” Lucius replied. “I’d bet her body is pretty sensitive at this point also. Being touched for almost an hour and not being allowed to cum. The sensations must about be unbearable, and what we are about to do won’t make her feel more frustrated and sensitive.”

Both men could see the looks of shock and surprise on Zabini’s, Goyle’s, and Greengrass’ faces. They struggled not to laugh.

“What complete and utter dunderheads,” Severus thought.

Lucius and Severus were now in front of Hermione. She was laid on her back with her legs spread wide. For the next nine minutes, they commanded the trainers on what position to place Hermione in, and where to touch her.

They spoke to her, telling her how beautiful she was, how they loved the blush that gently covered her body.

They blew their breath along her body, in places that made her moan and arch with need.

They encouraged her and called her by pet names such as, ‘precious child, little lamb, little girl, small one, little lioness, bold lioness’, and many others.

They breathed in the sweet scent that arose from her and let her know that they couldn’t wait to taste her, touch her, and find release deep inside her. They let her know she was theirs and theirs alone, and that she would fall apart in their arms.

By the time the nine minutes were up, she was trembling and whimpering every time the trainers touched her skin.

Lucius went to place the Order of the Phoenix bid in his name. Severus stayed with Hermione to make sure that no one else came to try and view her at the last minute.

The clock chimed and the auction was over. Lucius had been declared the winner. He and Severus smiled at each other in triumph. All in all, it had been a successful auction for both parties.

“I am going pay the piper,” Lucius joked and left Severus to care for their slave.

Severus conjured a robe and gently draped it over Hermione. As he carefully picked her up he heard her whimper. Calming the girl, he advised her to try and get some rest.

After a few minutes Lucius returned. Looking at the sleeping girl in Severus’ arms he marveled. “She is truly beautiful and she is ours. What a brave child.”

“She will have to be.” Severus said. “She will be facing many trials and dangerous ones. She will be fighting the Dark Lord with us after all.”

“Come Severus, Remus and Draco should have her quarters ready at Hogwarts by now. Let us take our girl home.”

Lucius and Severus walked away from the auction grounds so they could apparate back to Hogwarts. When they arrived, they would let their girl rest and then introduce the slave to her two other Masters.

It was a happy beginning for all of them.
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