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The guys’ eyes bug
out and Harry says, “Wow.”
Pansy’s appearance
has changed from pug ugly to very pretty.
Narcissa produces
a mirror and hands it to the young woman.
“I… I… I’m pretty again.”
Ron looks at the
girl for a moment before he turns to Luna and kisses her on the lips.
Harry clears his
throat, “Alright people, things have been a mess today. Ron, you might want to get to know Millicent
better before you use the Curse on her.”
Ron nods his head,
“Luna, Millicent, shall we move to my room?”
Harry’s shocked
when Hermione doesn’t go ballistic.
“Tonks explained
things to me Harry. I am still not
happy, but if this is their choice, then what right do I have to argue.”
Harry looks at his
girlfriend for a moment before he kisses her.
Pansy looks at the
pair and feels a stab of jealousy for the witch.
Cissa escorts Ron
and his ladies to his room for a rather pointed talk.
Hermione says,
“I’m going to go have some fun with Cho, do you want to come Harry?”
“No thanks Mione,
Pansy and I need to have the same type of talk Ron is having with Bulstrode.”
The bushy haired
witch smiles as she walks towards the bedroom with Cho following behind her.
Harry’s gaze
shifts to Neville, “I take it Tonks explained things while I was out?”
Ginny says, “Yeah,
she did. The two are getting a bum
deal. I’m glad that my parents aren’t
into that form of idiocy.”
Neville slips his
arm around his girlfriend’s waist, “I agree.
Gram talked a few times about setting up a marriage contract for me, but
she had the decency to give me final approval.”
No one can see
Ginny’s hand as it latches on her boyfriends bum, “Come on, we need to have a
long talk with Bellatrix.”
The three go to
Neville’s room, but no screaming is forthcoming.
Harry says,
“Dobby.”
The house elf
appears, “Yes sir?”
“Dobby, we’ll be
having two guests tonight, please set up a pair of guest rooms.”
“Right away Harry
Potter,” the tiny creature says before he disappears.
Pansy has a
disgusted look on her face as Harry turns back to her, “Get that look off your
face right now. Manners and courtesy are
something we can afford when dealing with everyone except our enemies.”
The witch bites
her own tongue, not wishing to further aggravate her future master.
Harry takes Pansy
and Tonks to the study. He takes his
customary seat, “Alright Pansy, I want to know about you; the entire ball of
wax.”
Pansy paces back
and forth as she tells him of her past; of the training in the Dark Arts, of
beatings from her father, of the total lack of emotional support from her
mother, of Draco’s flagrant abuse of their contract.
Harry listens and
he can sense the truth in her words.
Tonks can feel
that the young woman is hiding something and her thoughts turn dark, suspecting
that the abuse Pansy had suffered had surpassed merely physical.
Pansy collapses
into one of the chairs as she finishes her tale, feeling oddly cleansed.
Harry says, “Thank
you Pansy. Shall we plan on using the
curse on you tomorrow afternoon?”
“That is
acceptable master.”
“You know, you
don’t have to call me that.”
“I know master,
but I want to. It feels good to actually
be able to give the title to a man of my own choosing.”
Harry can feel his
pride swelling up at the witch’s words.
Tonks says, “I
won’t press you for details about the abuse you suffered Pansy, but I do want
to tell you that I will listen if you want to talk about it.”
Pansy says, “Thank
you Auror Tonks.”
The pink haired
woman smiles, “Since you will soon be serving my master as well, you can call
my just Tonks.”
Pansy looks at
her, “Master…” Her gaze shifts to Harry,
“You’ve bound her, but have kept quite about it so she can keep her position.”
Harry smiles,
“Correct. I trust you understand that I
do not wish for this to become public knowledge.”
“I understand
master.”
“Good, now I have
a rather more embarrassing question for you.”
“Ask anything you
wish master and I will answer you.”
“Very well, for
the curse to work at its best, it needs to be cast either during or directly
after intercourse. So the question is
this: what form of intercourse do you want to employ?”
Pansy blushes,
“What do you mean master?”
“Pansy, for me to
do the spell properly, I have to shag you first. How do you want it?”
The blush deepens,
“I don’t know. I… I… I’ve never… you
know.”
Harry looks at her
in surprise, “You said that Draco demanded that you satisfy him. How could you not have?”
“Master, Draco
didn’t wish to risk seeing my face in the heat of the moment, so he forced me
to service him the same way over and over again.”
“Dare I ask
Pansy?”
She swallows
nervously, “Are you familiar with what’s called a ‘rim and jerk job’ master?”
“Not that I’m
aware of.”
Tonks blushes as
she speaks up, “I am passingly familiar with it master. It tends to be rather satisfying for a
certain type of male, but it is very, very degrading to the woman.”
Harry suddenly
locks her with a very intense stare, “I’m not complaining mind you, but I’m
surprised that neither Bella nor Cissa has tried anything like this.”
Tonks smiles at
her master but doesn’t try any evasion, “Because master, they know as well as I
do that you would not be happy. However
much they may wish to degrade themselves for you, their primary goal is to
please you.”
Harry relaxes and
nods his head before turning back to the matter at hand, “Alright, Pansy, I
want to make sure you enjoy yourself when I cast the spell so the next question
is do you have any fantasies that I could help come true?”
Pansy blushes,
“Maybe one or two. Although you can’t
help me with one, it involves Draco and a bit of payback.”
The wizard nods,
not entirely surprised, “And the other?”
The witch’s blush
deepens as she explains her fantasy.
Once Pansy is done
explaining her fantasy, Harry says, “If that is what you want, then that is
what you shall get.”
“Thank you
master.”
In Ron’s room,
Millie has been giving the lovers the same type of information, though she’s
much more circumspect concerning certain sections of her life.
Finally Luna says,
“Alright Millie, now there’s one last problem.”
“What’s that
Luna?”
“As much as I may
love him, Ronald does not have the raw magical potential to cast the spell
normally.”
Ron blushes, but
doesn’t say a word, knowing she’s right.
“However, before
you lose hope of him not being able to be your master, I should tell you there
is still hope. As you may or may not
know, sex gives a person a temporary increase in power. Now, if Ronald were to have sex with you, he
should have enough magic to perform the spell, though he will be incapacitated
afterwards.”
Millie says, “I
don’t want to hurt him.”
Ron speaks up,
“Millicent, Millie, I might not know you well personally, but to keep you away
from Riddle, I’ll risk injury.”
The large witch
grabs the boy in a rib crushing hug reminiscent of Molly. Ron’s breathing hard when Millie release him;
she has a sheepish look on her face as she reaches into her robe. To the boys surprise she pulls out a dog
collar that she hands to Ron, “I know most guys think I’m dog ugly, so it’s
appropriate that your bitch be collared.”
Ron grabs the
girls shoulder before she can turn around.
“I don’t care what anyone says, you are not ‘dog ugly’ and I’ll hex the
next bastard who insinuates that!”
Millie’s face goes
beat red, knowing that the boy means every syllable.
Luna takes the
collar from Ron before he can destroy it, “Millie, you offered Ronald this
collar for you, why?”
“To further show
my submission to him. I’ll admit, the
repeated comments about my appearance prompted part of it, but not most of it.”
Luna looks at her
boyfriend, “Ronald, you’re honor and nobility does you and your family justice. However, this is what she wants. You may still make good on the promise to hex
the next person who insults her for her looks because you will not be using
this on her because of it.
“Millicent, what
spells are there on this collar?”
“There is a Truth Charm
standard and there’s another, relatively minor spell.”
“Which is?”
“It’s called a
Choke Chain Charm.”
“And what does it
do?”
“If I get too far
away from the person who collared me, my air starts to get cut off.”
Luna nods, “So I
presume this was not intended for daily use?”
“It was intended
for daily use, but only within the confines of this suite.”
Luna nods her head
and hands the collar back to Ron, “Ronald, this woman is to become your
personal property within twenty-four hours.
I will not register my own opinion on this matter, think of it as your
first act as her master.”
Ron looks at the
collar for a second before he looks at his girlfriend. Finally he turns to Millie, “Turn around.”
The witch grins
widely as she turns around and lifts her hair.
The redhead
quickly slides the collar into place and locks it just as it’s pressing into
Millie’s skin.
She turns around
and kisses his cheek, “Thank you master.”
Ron’s face turns
the same color as his hair. “You don’t
need to call me that.”
Millie says, “Yes
I do. You are my master in all but name
and tomorrow you will become my master for real.”
Luna laughs,
“Ronald, don’t worry, I believe even Harry had trouble being called
master. However, I do ask one thing.”
“Yes Luna?”
“I request that I
be the only one allowed to call you lord.”
Ron wraps his arms
around Luna, “Of course honey, of course.”
He kisses her and Millie wipes a tear from her eye, knowing how much the
pair loves each other.
When the lover’s
part, Ron clears his throat, “Anyways Millie, um, we got off track for a
bit. Ah, yeah, we were talking about the
power needed for the spell.”
“Correct Ronald;
now, Millie, when you are bound to Ronald it is a very special occasion so
something special is in order, wouldn’t you agree?”
Ron nods his head
while Millie just blushes.
Luna smiles
airily, “Very good, now Millicent, is there any particular fantasy that you
would wish to use for your initiation?”
The woman’s blush
deepens, “Actually, there is. You two
helped make most of that fantasy come true, but I would like to do the entire
thing.”
Ron looks at his
girlfriend before turning back to his future thrall, “I hate to say this, but
would you please fill in the details?”
“Well master,
there were a few things I would have liked to add to that scene.”
“Keep going.”
“Um, well master,
you see, I kinda wanted to be bound when you took me.”
Ron looks over at
Luna and nods his head, “That shouldn’t be a problem.”
“Also master, I
wish to be punished before you claim me,” she blushes, not knowing the type of
things that her master and mistress have been doing.
“Punish you how?”
“A… a spanking
master.”
Luna nods her head
with a wide grin on her face and her boyfriend says, “That shouldn’t be
problem.”
Millie looks up at
Ron, “You mean it?”
“Indeed I do. Hasn’t Luna told you what type of games she
enjoys?”
Luna speaks up,
“Not really Ronald. I was hoping to have
more time to acclimate her to our pastimes, but it would appear that it is
unnecessary.”
Millicent blushes
scarlet as she realizes what the blonde means.
Ron says, “So,
shall we plan on using Bella’s room for the initiation?”
Cissa says, “That
shouldn’t be a problem actually, barring unforeseen circumstances.”
“Thank you
Narcissa.”
Luna nods her
head, “That would be perfect Ronald.”
Ron smiles at the
befuddled girl, “Millicent, tomorrow, you become my slave, a strange concept
for me to even begin to comprehend.
However, that is tomorrow, for tonight, anything you do, you do
completely of your own accord.”
Luna says, “I
think that would be a bad idea Ronald.
You should conserve your energy and magic until tomorrow.”
The other blonde
says, “She’s right, the spell is very, very draining.”
Millie looks down
at her feet for a moment, “Master, are you upset that you only get me while
Harry gets Pansy?”
Ron smiles, “Not
really. This was entirely your
choice. A part of me does want to shag
her at least once, but really, no.”
All three of the
women smile at him and Millie says, “Thank you master, I thank you for your
honesty.”
Back in the study,
Harry and the ladies are making small talk when Dobby appears in the room. “Master Harry Potter sir, Headmaster Albus
sent Dobby to make sure nothing had happened sir.”
“What do you mean
Dobby?”
“Master Albus said
that the women needed to sign some papers to protect you and your Wheezy. He said that he would have the papers ready
in the morning.”
“Tonks, please go
see Ron.”
The pink haired
Auror quickly leave the room and heads to the boy’s room.
Ron is surprised
when there’s a knock on his door. He
opens it to find a pink haired woman waiting for him, “Hiya Tonks, what’s up?”
“Albus just sent
Dobby along to make sure nothing happens tonight.”
Ron nods, “We
weren’t planning anything, but thanks for the heads up.”
Tonks nods,
“Alright, I’ll see you in the morning then.”
That night the two
future slaves talk to their masters, including several fantasies they have.
The next morning,
the group has breakfast delivered to them along with the papers that both Pansy
and Millie sign.
Pansy is escorted
by Tonks to Harry’s room while Bella takes Millie to the playroom.
Ron and Luna enter
the room and Bella says, “Ms. Lovegood, you might not wish to be here for
this. If you are involved, you might
accidentally get bound as well, which might well kill your boyfriend.”
Luna looks at Ron,
“It is up to you love.”
“Will she be in
danger if she is merely watching?”
“No, she will only
be at risk if she is engaged in sexual activity with you or the woman when the
spell is cast.”
Ron nods, “Can you
deal with that Luna?”
“Indeed I can
lord, though I would like permission to masturbate while you shag her.”
Bella speaks up
again, this time a bit hesitantly, “You may entertain yourself with her as
well, so long as you were not doing anything at the time the spell is actually
used.”
Luna grins, “That
would be perfect, with lord’s permission.”
“That will be fine
kitten.”
The two walk
further into the room where Millie is waiting for them. She’s naked with her hands clasped in front
of her, hiding her pussy from view.
Ron stops in front
of the woman while Luna walks to behind her.
Millie yelps when
Luna smacks her arse, but otherwise remains completely passive.
The redhead smiles
before he goes over to the cupboard to retrieve a blindfold and a pair of
leather manacles.
Luna goes over to
the cupboard while Ron is walking back and gently grabs his bum.
The ex-Slytherin
doesn’t resist as her master pulls her arms behind her and binds them
together. She is then taken to one of
the blocks and pushed over it face down.
Luna drapes her
robe over the bar before she walks over to her boyfriend completely naked with
two dildos in hand.
Millie’s cunt is
sopping wet as her master cuts off her vision.
She feels something press against her lips and she eagerly opens her
mouth for whatever her master or mistress wish.
The blonde smiles
at the woman’s subservience as she pushes the dildo into Millie’s mouth while
she uses the other dildo on her own pussy.
Ron looks at his
girlfriend as he grabs a paddle from the wall.
He looks at Millie’s rump for a moment, making a note to have her start
working out to tighten it. The redhead
draws back his hand and brings down the paddle with all of his strength.
The bound woman is
grateful that it’s not a real cock in her mouth as she instinctively bites down
from the blow.
The hand Luna has
at her crotch speeds up at the squeal of pain from Millie.
Ron smiles as he
draws back for a second blow.
Both of the women
shudder in orgasm when the second blow is delivered.
The young man
delivers four more blows before he lays down the paddle and lowers his
trousers.
Millie can’t
contain her moan of anticipation when her master grabs the cheeks of her arse
roughly. When she feels his staff press
against her pucker, she takes a deep breath and tries to relax.
As the tip of his
dick pushes into Millie, Ron can feel that he won’t last for long. His balls have barely come into contact with
Millie’s pussy before he starts to come.
Luna pulls back
instantly, “Do it Ronald!”
Ron grabs his wand
from its sheath and points it at Millicent, “Servus
secus.”
The spell hits the
woman’s back and she can feel the subtle invasion of her mind, her other
ambitions become less important as the need to please her master grows.
Ron pulls out and
is caught by Bella as he collapses.
Millie turns
around and kneels down; she eyes her master’s flaccid cock for a moment before
she leans further down and kisses his feet.
Bellatrix
levitates Ron’s unconscious form over to one of the beds.
Harry enters his
bedroom where Pansy is waiting for him.
Pansy is lying on
her back as her future master enters the room.
She licks her lips as she looks at him.
The young wizard
can see the girl’s shaven cunt as he disrobes.
His staff is at attention as he walks to the bed.
The reclining
witch draws her legs up giving her master a better shot at his target.
Harry climbs on
top of Pansy, being careful not to put to much weight on her legs. He reaches down and takes his member in hand
and aims for the woman’s backdoor, grateful that Tonks had remembered the need
to prepare the woman.
Pansy takes a deep
breath and tries to relax as Millie had told her to.
The wizard starts
to slowly push in, enjoying the feel of a virgin arsehole. He makes a point to stop frequently to allow
the witch to adjust to his girth.
The witch gasps in
ecstasy as her first cherry is taken.
She relaxes into the hands of her master, grateful for his inherent
gentleness, Millie had told her the first time a boy took her butt, it had hurt
like hell.
Harry has his wand
in hand as he starts to pull out of the moaning woman. He pulls out only a little before pushing
back in.
Her master’s short
strokes soon have the witches head spinning.
She sees her master start moving his wand moments before she feels a hot
liquid shoot into her bum.
Harry casts the
spell just as he comes and his mind explodes with information.
Pansy can feel her
master’s mind touching her mind, but it feels comforting rather than being
violated.
The wizard leans
down and kisses the woman’s forehead, “Welcome to my Thralls Pansy. Obey me and you will never regret your
choice.”
As her master
comes to her feet, Pansy crawls off the bed and kneels before her master. “Thank you for taking me as your thrall
master, may I never do anything again to harm you,” she then leans down and
kisses Harry’s feet.
Meanwhile, in
Ginny’s room, the witch is fingering her pussy at a mad dash as she wishes that
Neville would even touch her private parts.
Finally, she gives up with a frustrated scream. She stands up, completely naked, and starts
to pace. Finally she decides she just
needs to get out of the suite, she throws on a robe and goes out to the common
room, looking for a partner.
Tonks looks at her
master happily, and slips from the room.
She finds Ginny waiting for someone, “Wotcher Ginny.”
“Hello Tonks, I need
to go visiting, mind being my escort?”
“Of course, where
are we going?”
Ginny leads the
way out of the suite, “The headmaster’s office.”
The pink haired
woman nods her head, curious as to what the whole matter is about.
The pair arrives
at the gargoyle and they are soon making their way into Dumbledore’s office.
“Ah, Ms. Weasley,
please sit down. How may I help you?”
Ginny sits down,
conscious of the fact that she’s naked beneath her robe. “I needed to talk to you about the form Luna
received.”
“I was wondering
when you would come asking for that.
Very well, here is a copy of the form already prepared. However, it lacks one vital component; it
must be signed by both of your parents.”
Ginny takes the
form with no small amount of apprehension, “Thank you sir.”
Albus smiles at
her as she stands up, “Good luck Ms. Weasley, I hope you and Mr. Longbottom
have a long and happy future together.”
Ginny is blushing
as she and Tonks walk back to the suite.
The witch goes directly to her room to do something she hoped she’d
never have to do. She sits down at her
desk and gets out her writing supplies.
Dear Mum,
I had hoped that I would never need to do
this to you but I find myself in need of a favor which you will not wish to
grant. I have gotten a Release of Consent
from Professor Dumbledore. This will
allow Neville to ignore certain problems associated with the age of
consent. It releases him from all
culpability for any act he may take so long as I am willing.
Mum, I know you don’t want to do this, that
you want us to remain children, but that simply cannot be. So, I’m going to let my Slytherin side out
and offer you a deal. During the summer
before the Quidditch world cup I came home early and made almost no noise as I
approached the Burrow. What I saw in the
kitchen initially disturbed me, but soon I was ecstatic. You were bent over the table getting shagged
by dad. I was grateful you two still
enjoyed an active sex life, but I got the surprise of my life when you called
him by a different name. First off, this
is not blackmail; I will not speak of it to anyone else without your
permission. What this is however is an
offer. I will do what I can, which is a
great deal, to help bring your fantasy to life.
In exchange, I want the Release form signed by you and dad.
All my love,
Ginny
The young witch looks at the letter briefly before she closes it up and
summons an owl to send it to her mum.
Back in Harry’s room, Pansy is eye to eye with her next challenge. Her master is reclining on the bed while he waits
for her to start. Taking a steadying
breath she lowers her head and gets her first taste of a man’s cock.
Harry relaxes as Pansy tries to swallow his cock whole. He hits the back of her throat and she
visibly gags. “Use your tongue more
Pansy.”
The witch looks up at her master and Harry’s dick twitches at the
beautiful sight of Pansy with her mouth stuffed full of cock. She tries to comply but she doesn’t have a
clue where to start.
“Run your tongue along my cock.
Pretend it’s a Popsicle.”
With the new reference, the woman goes at her task with a will.
Harry sits through the blow job, but makes a mental note to have Cissa
instruct her in the art; though he does have to admit, what she lacks in skill
she makes up for in enthusiasm.
Pansy swallows her master’s gift with rapture. When she’s done, she draws back, “Thank you
for the wonderful present master.”
“You’re welcome Pansy; but please talk to Cissa about your technique.”
Pansy blushes, “Forgive me master, but that was my first attempt.”
Harry sits up, “You mean you never…?”
“Master, as I said, Draco Malfoy found my face so repugnant, he didn’t
wish to risk seeing it during any form of intercourse.”
Harry shakes his head at his rival’s callousness. “Very well then, is there anything else you
would like to do tonight?”
“Not really master, I’m tired; would you mind if I go to sleep?”
“Not at all, sleep well my dear.”
Harry climbs off the bed and gets dressed quickly.
Molly is finishing the dishes wondering if Arthur would feel like
punishing her tonight, her bum tingles as she imagines her husband’s rough
hands coming down on her arse.
Arthur Weasley is in his favorite chair reading the newspaper with a
glass of Fire whisky as he contemplates the rest of the night. He thinks, “It’s Sunday, Molly normally asks
for a spanking tonight. Hope I’m up to
it.” He chuckles at the thought, still
amazed that his wife’s behind is still as tight as the first time he buggered
her.
Molly is debating between her husbands hand and a belt when an owl flies
in the window and lands in front of her.
She takes the letter from it but the owl simply flies to Errol’s perch
apparently waiting for a response.
Molly opens the letter from her daughter and begins to read. By the time she’s done with the letter, the
woman is blushing a deep scarlet, “Arthur dear, we need to talk.”
Arthur looks up from his paper, expecting the normal routine to start,
“Yes love?”
Molly walks into the room, “I just got a letter from Ginny.”
The man gives the letter a quick read, “What do you intend to do?”
“Would you mind?”
The balding man smiles, “Let’s go see our daughter and future son in
law.”
The two quickly find themselves in Dumbledore’s office, “Ah, I’ve been
expecting you. Should I send for Mr.
Longbottom and Ms. Weasley?”
Molly smiles at the old man, “Please do Albus.”
A/N: Until next time.
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