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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter canon. I make no money. I write for my own pleasure.

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Thanks to Eclectic Pet for sticking with me you're an excellent Beta. Any errors are on me.
"Come to." The voice said harshly.
'Slap' against her bum met with a hand. The sound echoed through her skull, she shuddered at the connection. She had been so at ease; the painful interruption of her slumber wasn't what she had anticipated.
'Slap' "ouch." The word more of a gasp than showing hurt. A shiver went into her cunt it was that kind of slap.
"Come to. Slave." Her eyes fluttered open, staring into piercing grey eyes. None too friendly she might add.
Slave? Did he mean it?
"Yes I do, Slave" the voice drawled, he had entered her mind again.
Rose looked up to her tormentor, he towered over her. His hand met with her bare flesh again. 'Spank' "That's for questioning me. Now stand up, I'm untying you."
Rose came back to her senses. Yes, he had tied her up sending her into orgasm after orgasm, she had passed out, and her memory came back. Her flesh felt sore in places she didn't know could feel like this. The hemp sitting between her lower lips, a knot rubbing against her clit, sending electrical like currents through her centre.
Rose stood up facing Scorpius. He untied his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, his toned chest and abs showing, and something in his face had darkened. Had she upset him, drifting into eternal bliss, how long had she been in sub-space? Rose wasn't sure. His hands slowly but softly removing the ropes, as his fingers almost caressed her. Rose closed her eyes; he brushed her thigh as he kneeled in front of her. He removed the rope between her legs, fluids came running down her legs, and she had squirted multiple times, the knot inside her vulva acted as a stopper. Rose felt embarrassed as it felt like she was peeing herself.
"Don't be embarrassed, you'll be cleaning this later. It just shows how well I roped you." Oh he was smug again.
"Yes, love, I feel particular smug now, because I know what you'll be doing next." Scorpius stood up his nose against hers; she smelt alcohol on his breath. Could it be that the high and mighty Scorpius had let himself go? Could it? Rose was yanked backwards; he roughly untied the rope at her back. He was hasty with it. Rose glanced sideways, noticing a bottle standing on the side-table. The lamp illuminating it, the bottle contained a clear green liquid, barely a finger full. Scorpius drank some of that, clearly. The lamp the only light source in the room. Rose thoughts abruptly interrupted as Scorpius pulled her towards the chair as he sat down, pushing Rose down to her knees, she was in-between his legs, the silk touching her bare arms.
"Now, slave, yes you heard right, s-l-a-v-e" Scorpius hissed the letters at her. Leaning over to her, hooking his index under her chin, and bringing her face close to his. "Listen, you will do as I tell you to. Right?! I need an affirmative or a no....." His voice lingered, his eyes were stern. He wanted something. Rose felt goosebumps arise on her skin.
"Will you hurt me?" There, she said it.
"No, not today. But you need to comply, you're about to pleasure me, I need this from you, no questions asked. Will do you that much, for me?" His eyes became a hurt almost begging quality. A slight sob to his soft voice. Yes, he was inebriated, slurring his words.
"Yes, Sir, anything you need me to do, just tell me how...” Rose wanted to pleasure him; he always made sure she got off first, doing things. Oh, fuck, yes. The mere notion of her being responsible for his pleasure sent an unknown jolt up her spine. She looked up longingly into the platinum blonds eyes. They had gone soft. He showed some of his inner feelings, he was insincere, not the one in charge of her pleasure. He needed her, she could tell, his rawness hitting her. It struck a chord. He'd seen her at her most vulnerable, her father had hurt her. He liberated her of her fear of him, telling her she was the best thing he could have met. Worthy she was that, worthy...
"Take my shoes and socks off." He gestured towards his feet, his head resting sideways against the leather gentleman's chair.
Rose unlaced his brogues, carefully taking his feet out of their fine leather confinements. Rolling down his socks, revealing pale feet and toes. Scorpius’ feet were as impeccable as his entire appearance.
"Relieve me off my trousers, Rose." Scorpius murmured softly, his eyes closed, his head resting against his chair. He looked tormented, still beautiful though, his angelic appearance made him look breakable, his inner suffering unraveled, even when it was brief.
He called her Rose, he slipped up.
Rose leaned over Scorpius lap, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his trousers, pulling down the zip. Scorpius lifted his hips; Rose could ease his trousers down, her fingers tugging the waistband of his silk boxers, gently springing his flaccid member in its wake.
Flaccid, he was still flaccid. Rose wondered how this came about. At least her former lovers were always glad too see her. Showing her their lust for her through engorged members. But Scorpius was a different species, she was sure of it.
"Yes, slave, you have to make me hard for you." He read her mind again. Her occlumency wards were strong, but he seemed to lower them easily, Rose pulled his trousers and boxers down. Scorpius lifted his feet so she could discard them.
"Lick your way up. Make it pleasurable." His eyes still closed as he commanded her.
Rose leaned down, licking his right ankle, she felt hot thinking about where she was headed, hotness building between her thighs. She tucked her feet below her buttocks, resting her hand below Scorpius' ankle, her breasts dangling against her knees; she worked her way up, her buds taut. Moisture came steadily; she salivated at the prospect of taking him in her mouth. He would let her. Oh gods. Placing her lips on his skin, suckling his firm dry skin.
Scorpius looked down on his slave, he peered through his eyelashes, and he could tell she was excited, he hoped she remained that way when she found out what he had in store for her. Yeah, too much alcohol. Fuck, he'd lost control, drank too much, it was his fault, his annoying shit of a father making him lose control.
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An hour previous.
Tying up Rose had been so rewarding, seeing the girl getting unhinged, letting go of her fears, he still had no clue what had triggered her into the mess she was as she flooed into his rooms. Obviously something to do with her parents as she had been there previous.
He had her keening into orgasm after self-inducing orgasm. As she fluttered against the ropes, jolts were sent into her vulva, hitting her clit and her puckered rosette, causing all kinds of undeniable delicious jolts, which again sparked orgasm, and so on. It had taken fifteen minutes, before she went into sub-space, it must've taken at least ten orgasms before her body and mind succumbed. She was a glorious sight, Scorpius indulged himself pouring the green liquid, and he admired the view. He'd just stroked his flaccid dick, the alcohol, his hand on his cock made him a tad bit more relaxed. He still had to nurse it to life. Gone were the times he had to control a boner in his pants, his mother noticed him having one once, reminding him of his standing. It wasn't on for a pureblood like him to be sporting obvious boners. He learned to control it, rewarding himself when he succeeded.
Scorpius whipped his head up as he heard a sound outside his front door. He had been deep in thought.
'Oh fuck.' The man who lived on the floor above him has come down again, he again ventured around to his floor. Scorpius rolled his eyes, why couldn't he stay on his own floor, bothering him when he was in the midst of one of his favourite scene. Now he had to go out, telling him off, he so hated that. Oh gods why, oh why, had he not moved places? Scorpius knew why, he couldn't move even when he desperately wanted to. He walked out of the playroom into his living room, wand in hand, as he opened his front door, opening it just slightly.
"What do you want old man, please go up again do not bother me." He snided. He so loathed the man in front of him.
"Hhhmm, having a good time son?" The man said, "I can smell your girl all the way upstairs". His eyes rested on the enormous bulge occupying Scorpius pants. The man sniggered with approval. "Way to go boy. Thank gods your mother has not smothered your manhood into smithereens. Good to see you still can get it up."

Scorpius watched his father trying to wiggle his way into his rooms, he so much wanted to see the girl he was entertaining right now. His father looked as handsome as he had always done; he had not seemed to age, they very much could be brothers. Scorpius was aware; Draco had allowed himself some Dark Magic sex potions, keeping him young and virile. His mind had shattered after the war; his father had tried to heal him to no avail. Astoria had wed him in order to keep the Malfoy line intact. Lucius even had a druid visit the Manor in order to get Draco healed, without success, it had sent Draco into a sex stupor, he craved it on an hourly basis now. Astoria had no need for his spousal duties; she confided in Scorpius she liked them from the female persuasion.
As long as he remembered his mother employed some live in sex-witches in order to keep Draco busy.
A woman's face came into view, a pale blond youngish girl, and snaked her arm around Draco's waist. Her silk negligee pressing into his fathers back. "Oh, hey Scorpius, sorry for all of this, your father escaped, we'll take him back up." Draco leaned into the girl, the fabric of her camisole came loose revealing her bare breast, she didn't bother covering herself up.
"Yes, well keep him off this floor; I'm not too chuffed about him roaming my turf." Scorpius was rather agitated about the entire ordeal, 'the fucker' that called himself his father did not even come close to earning that title, his grandfather Lucius had been more of a father, guiding him, than his father had ever been.
Scorpius walked back into his playroom, he held the bottle with absinthe to his mouth and gulped down the tranquillising green liquor, the effect instant, its palliative effect remedied his anger.
As the poison hit his brain he had watched the redhead girl writhing in ecstasy on his couch, she was given her fair share off attention, he would very much like the favour returned. She wanted to be his pet, well she could have it, Rose could work her way into his graces. There was one thing that always got him off; most girls did not like it. He was sure Rose would hate it, if she did so anyway without hesitation, he would be overjoyed. His assurance of her complying with his every whim would be defined with this act.
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Rose made her way up to Scorpius’ inner thigh, his dick was nowhere erect, and she had heard him groan as her tongue hit his inner thigh.
"Oh, fuck yeah, Rose, like that." He mumbled softly. "Lick my balls...” His voice became demanding again. It turned her on, it made her shiver, tingle wet...
Rose gladly did as he told her to, his pleasure would be hers, and she would do anything. Scorpius had no hair on his upper leg or anywhere near his manhood, he was neat, very much so. Rose licked the divide of his balls which lead towards the underside of his shaft. She licked it as she did an ice cream.
Scorpius moaned as Rose lapped her tongue up and down his sack, just as she wanted to hit his member, which was still soft, he told her otherwise.
Scorpius pushed his pelvis forward, "Lick my scrotum."
Without any hesitation she did as she was ordered, making her even wetter. Rose moved her head downwards, one of her hands cupping his sack, her tongue gently suckling and caressing the sensitive skin, her other hand wanted to touch his dick. Earning herself a slap on her fingers.
"Do not touch my penis without my specific orders my little slave." Scorpius almost growled. She should know he called the shots, he would direct her, and he was in charge of her pleasuring him. He knew how and what he wanted, no, what he needed to get off. She did a good job licking him, he enjoyed it, even more so as she had looked up to him with big eyes, a girl beneath him looking up like that drove him towards where he wanted so badly now.
Rose looked up to him, he held the bottle with green liquor in his hand, and he had just drank the remaining content, emptying the bottle. Scorpius eyes were still closed, or were they? Rose licked his scrotum and headed for his perineum, blokes liked that, she knew that much.
"Ah, yes slave, that's it, go down a bit more." Yes. A centimeter further down was where she should direct her attention. It was his most sensitive private place, he didn't like just anyone down there, to him it was the most intimate he could get.
Rose did as Scorpius asked, she went down his puckered hole, she had never done this before but her tongue on Scorpius was a treat, even when it was down here, she couldn't care. She surprised herself, for doing it without giving it a second thought.
Scorpius felt elated, oh hell, she did it without hesitation. It was what made his dick go up in an instant, her willingness to pleasure him at all costs. "Push your tongue in girl, make daddy happy." He moaned. Oh he was a sick fuck yeah.
Rose pushed her tongue into his tight muscled area, her lips brushing the skin around it, she started to salivate, and she had seen his dick move up, heat pooled between her legs. She'd done it, her daddy was happy with her.
"You, like it huh?" Scorpius moaned as his breath became ragged, Rose showed skill rimming him. Her spit lubricating his backside. "Push a finger in baby."
Rose did as he asked, pushing in her middle finger. Scorpius’ face went slag, he was so beautiful now, no correcting herself, he was always beautiful.

"Now, twist your fingerr, massage it, alternate your finger with your tonque, suck my anus, Rose suck it, finger it, suck it, yesss." Rose found a very satisfying rhythm; she was adept to his needs, a fast learner. He needed that.
"Aaaahh, yesssss!" Rose watched his sack pulsate, his cum splattering her face as it came down. Thick heavy threads, a major dose of spunk sprouted from his slit.
It felt sticky and warm as it hit her cheek, Rose welcomed it, it was Scorpius, she didn't care where it hit her, even if she preferred it to be in her mouth or cunt. This was fine. More than fine it was heavenly. She would savour it when she cleaned her face, dabbing her fingers in the white sticky threads, fucking her mouth with her digit. Scorpius liked it she could tell, his eyes showing a mixture of gratification and some soft quality too them.
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