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Welcome to the Green mamba's Dungeon	By : Kvarta Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 21078 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction. Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling. This story is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made from it.

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A/N: This is one of the kinks I usually don't read and don't write, and I hope I managed to write it at least passable.
In any case - here is a bit Severus/Luna play ;)
October 2. - Medical play
Luna entered the room, looking oddly fitted with numerous weird objects and machines, trays on wheels covered with cloth.
Hmmm, I have never been to a Muggle doctor before. Is this how their office looks?
Behind the table placed in one corner was a slender figure in a white coat, long black hair tied at the nape of the neck with a black band. When the figure spoke, the voice was neutral, detached as you may expect.
“Ah, Miss Lovegood, what brings you here?”
“Ummm, I came for a check-up, doctor.” she shifted nervously from one leg to another.
“You may sit on this chair.” the doctor pointed at the small round chair next to the table, raised his head and frowned. “I see you are not prepared for the examination.”
She blushed gazing down at her body and her yellow summer dress. The doctor stood up and went to a drawer cabinet taking something out of it, handing her a white paper thin cloth.
“There is a privacy screen, change into this.”
She went behind the screen wondering how much he could see through it. She took off her dress imagining that he was watching from a hidden corner.
“Should I leave my underwear on?” she asked, feeling excitement filling her.
“You want the complete and thorough check-up, do you not?”
“Y-yes.”
“Then, please remove all of your clothing.” he still sounded official and distantly uninterested.
Luna removed her panties which refused to let go of the wet spot at her core. Finally, she was dressed in only the paper gown, semi-transparent and almost completely open at the back, only held together with one bow at her neck.
She stepped out of her privacy screen mashing her thighs, she felt exposed, her nipples stiffened. Not looking at her the doctor pointed to the same chair and she sat on it, the cold wood pressing on her bare bum.
“Now, please open wide and say Aaaaaa .”
She followed the instruction and he used a flat metal bar, very thin and firm to press her tongue, slightly fucking her tongue while the doctor peered down her throat. She squirmed, certain that by now she left a wet blotch on the chair.
“Mhm, follow my finger with your eyes, please and don’t move your head.” said the doctor and she followed the instruction.
She wanted to ask why, but he was still fucking her mouth with that metal thing, touching the back of her throat with it, gently - Luna wasn’t sure if she wanted to gag, sneeze, clear her throat or beg for more, maybe something of more substance.
“Eyes and throat are fine. Remove the gown from the top of your body so I can examine your heart and lungs.” said the doctor removing the metal from her mouth.
She untied the bow on her neck, letting the gown crumple on her lap, her nipples stiffening more, almost painfully hard, her heart beating like crazy. She whimpered when the cold surface of stethoscope touched her back, the doctor was looming over her, pressing his thigh at her right side.
The doctor sat back pressing the now-warm stethoscope to her front, he frowned, dropped the stethoscope and took her wrist, watching the clock on the wall. After a few moments, the doctor picked up the instrument again and pressed it to her heart.
“Your heart is beating rather fast, Miss Lovegood.”
“Is-is that bad?”
“We shall see. Please go to the table and sit on it, legs to the side towards the ground.”
She nodded, her heart was drumming at an insane rhythm, and she blushed noticing that she did leave a wet patch on the wooden chair. But the doctor seemed to ignore the mess she left and her accelerated breathing in favour of a small rubber hammer he used to tap her knees.
With each tap her leg would jerk, he nodded. He then replaced the hammer with an instrument that had a spikey looking wheel. The doctor ran the spikes over the tips of her fingers, inner sides of her arms, her back, her front and calves. She twitched as much as she could without making any moves that could end up in one of the spikes puncturing the skin.
Her skin felt overly sensitive, and the goosebumps erupted when the doctor stood up and raised one of her arms.
“Reflexes and sensitivity are good. Let us check your breasts now.” the doctor notified her and started to press first around then more and more towards her nipples - but he never touched them.
The doctor hummed again and his breath gushed over her skin, she shivered.
“Please remove your gown completely and sit in the chair. We will measure your temperature and do the gynaecological examination.”
Luna nodded, excitement heating her from inside but the air in the room cooled her skin. Shakily she sat in the chair he pointed out, the chair looked like a torture device with leg holders in form of metal bars and metal heel “saddles”. The “seat” was made of leather but somehow cut, and only part of her bum could be fitted on it.
She blushed, feeling absolutely exposed like there was nowhere to hide when the doctor took each of her legs and placed them in the holders. The doctor left her like that, open - while he went to the tray on the wheel stand and pushed it next to her legs. She could feel her pussy twitch, even though she felt embarrassed.
The doctor pulled over the small chair she used before, and before she could say anything he sat on it.
Merlin…
She could just imagine the doctor's crisp white coat soaking in the puddle. She couldn’t see him anymore but she could hear the “ snap ” of the gloves over his skin. Her muscles twitched when something cold touched her anus.
“We need to lubricate the area before we use a thermometer, this may be slightly uncomfortable.” The doctor’s breath tickled her core before she felt a slight pressure.
Doctor’s glove-clad finger massaged her bottom hole before she felt increased pressure and a slippery finger penetrated her. It wasn’t the first time she had a finger or even something much wider in that hole, but for some reason her muscles clenched.
The doctor ignored her protest, dismissing it with one careless comment. “Now, now, Miss Lovegood, imagine if this was a thermometer.”
She relaxed while he continued with the “lubing”, after a while her breath quickened and her hips moved in the counterpoint to his finger and at that moment everything stopped. Soon, something cold, smooth and round slipped inside her - not too thick but definitely wider than a finger.
“Relax, don’t clench now unless you want to break it.”
She tried to relax, and she could swear that the glass in her bottom resumed gliding, but the smooth surface made it difficult to tell for sure. Soon she realised she was fighting the orgasm that came from nowhere.
The doctor pulled the glass object and she whimpered.
“Just relax, this may feel a bit cold.”
She felt cold metal pressing on the entrance of her core, the metal was wide and somehow flat, he fucked her slowly with the object before doing something-- Something that stretched her, her muscles twitched, she was near, so near but the orgasm kept eluding her.
The instrument kept her open while the doctor applied pressure to her stomach, but each time she was close he would change the spot. Luna cried out from the sheer frustration. The metal stopped stretching her, and the doctor pulled it out.
“Is there a problem, Miss Lovegood?”
“No- Yes- I need--”
“Hmh, you do seem to suffer from excessive production of natural lubrication. I just need to check--” The doctor was still talking in that indifferent, detached voice and her insides quivered, the pressure was rising up like in a pressure cooker.
“I need-- The pressure, it’s unbearable…” she whimpered.
One of his gloved fingers entered her. “Can you tell me where is the problem? Here?” he rubbed one side of her inner wall and she whined, that wasn’t it.
“Here, then?” she whined again.
He mowed his finger and pressed at the spot that made her see stars and she moaned.
“Ah, there it is.” exclaimed the doctor and kept on rubbing.
Rubbing until she could feel the pressure whistling in her ears, and her heart pounded like crazy, her muscles cramped then started to jig clenching and unclenching, she cried out.
He eased his finger out, lowering her legs from their holders.
“Easily excitable but nothing else is wrong with you, Miss Lovegood, I give you clean bill of health.”
Luna smiled tiredly.
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