Harry Potter and the Sisters Black | By : oldwolf Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 181776 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own any of them!
The only thing I own is the curse Harry used at the beginning.
A/N: Dedicated to Vamp, for shooting as many holes in my story as
possible so they could be addressed.
Harry wakes up the next morning strangely refreshed. As he stands up, Harry looks down at the foot
of his bed and almost passes out. There
lies Narcissa Malfoy, naked as the day she was born.
Damn, he thinks to
himself, that wasn’t a dream after all!
Harry quietly sneaks to his dresser and fetches a change of clothes
before heading to the shower.
On the way to the bathroom, Harry notes that all the Dursley’s are
still asleep.
Harry’s about half-way through his shower when he hears the door
open. He turns to see what looks like a
dark haired female enter the room. As he
open his mouth, Bellatrix says, “Don’t worry master, it’s just me.”
Bellatrix steps into the shower with Harry and takes the soap from his
hand. She’s very thorough in her washing
of him, but she’s careful to avoid certain areas of his anatomy. Finally, she soaps up her hand and takes
Harry’s erect cock and begins to jack him off.
Harry’s surprise weakens his control to the point where he loses
control in less then a minute, with enough force to leave his head spinning.
After he regains his scattered wits, Harry and Bellatrix step out of
the shower and she dries him off before doing the same to herself.
The pair smells coffee brewing as they step out of the bathroom, fully
dressed. They slowly head down to the
kitchen to find Narcissa already at the stove making a good sized breakfast
with Dudley and Petunia sitting at the table with food in front of them.
Bella goes over and pours out two cups of coffee while Harry sits down
with his relatives.
Dudley is staring lecherously at Bellatrix until Harry gives him a very
light kick in the shin. The boy opens
his mouth to speak as he looks at Harry and then promptly closes it when he
sees Harry’s glare. Shortly thereafter,
Dudley quits the table, after eating much less then is normal.
The sisters join Harry and Petunia right after Dudley leaves. Petunia stands up as Harry’s getting ready to
dig in. “Just a moment aunt Petunia.”
Petunia looks at her nephew for a moment before she sits back down. “Yes boy, what is it?”
Harry sighs, “Aunt Petunia, I need your assistance today.” Before she can respond, Harry continues,
“There’s more to my situation with the Black’s then them simply being my
guardians. For lack of a better term,
they’re my property; because of a spell I did, they’re bound to me and will do
whatever I tell them. Do you understand
so far?”
“Yes, except how my help would be needed.”
Harry reaches up and massages the bridge of his nose, “I need your help
with a small matter of discipline. You
see, last night Narcissa broke one of my only rules and as punishment, I’m more
or less giving her to you for the day.”
Petunia arches an eyebrow, “What would you have me do?”
The two make eye contact, “You can do whatever you wish to with her, so
long as neither Dudley nor Vernon try and touch them.”
“Anything I want?”
Harry nods his head and almost breaks out laughing at his aunt’s
expectant face.
Petunia stands up, “Please follow me.”
She then leads the blonde upstairs and shortly, Harry hears a door
close.
Bellatrix laughs, “I doubt that we’ll be seeing those two for a while
master.” Harry looks at Bellatrix and
she continues, “Master, I can easily recognize the look of a woman who’s gone
for far too long without any form of release except for her hand.”
Harry blushes at the thought of his aunt in need of… relief.
Bellatrix looks at Harry with raw hunger in her eyes, “Master, she’s
not the only woman in the house in need of relief.”
Harry swallows loudly and despite the hand job he got in the shower, he
can feel his cock starting to harden.
“Would you please help me master?”
Harry can barely nod his head yes, so Bellatrix takes him by the hand
and leads them up to his room.
After the door is closed, Harry can but stare as Bellatrix quickly divests
herself of her clothing. As she bends
over the end of Harry’s bed, she looks at the mesmerized teen. “What’s wrong master?”
At her words, Harry starts to intently study his shoes.
After a moment, Bella stands up and walks over to Harry. She reaches a hand out gently tips his head
up, “Master, is there a problem?”
“It’s just that I haven’t… you know, before, except before the spell
was cast.”
Bellatrix looks at Harry in astonishment, “You mean that the time with
Cissa and me was your first time?”
Harry nods his head glumly. “Alright master, if you wish, I’ll instruct
you as much as I can.”
“Thank you, I’d appreciate it.”
Bellatrix pulls Harry further into the room and closes the door before
quickly stripping Harry down to the buff.
She then resumes her place at the end of the bed. She looks over at her master and says,
“You’ll need to be over here,” in a slightly teasing voice.
Harry hesitantly walks over to behind Bella and waits for her to
continue.
Bella says, “Now grab my hips.”
As Harry does, she reaches back, grabs Harry’s shaft, and positions it
at her pussy. “Good, now push your hips
forward.”
After the head of Harry’s cock penetrates her, Bella releases him and
braces herself as the long forgotten sensations overtake her. After Harry’s hips are resting against her
rump Bellatrix says, “So good. Now pull
back until just the head of your cock is still in me.” Bellatrix is close to losing it as she feels
Harry slowly slide out of her. When just
the end of Harry dick is in he stops, “Now master, you just repeat the
process.”
Harry does as Bellatrix tells him, slowly sliding in until his hips are
against her arse and sliding out until just the tip of his penis is in her.
After a minute of this excruciatingly slow pace Bellatrix pleads,
“Faster master, please go faster.”
Harry gradually picks up his pace at Bellatrix’s continual urgings.
As Harry continues to fuck her, Bellatrix reaches down and gently
starts to rub her clit. “Good master,
now reach down and grab my breasts.”
Harry does as she says, and takes the warm mounds of flesh into his
hands and instinctively starts to massage them.
Having her master massage her breasts is the straw that broke the
camel’s back for Bellatrix. She shrieks
wordlessly as she climaxes.
The muscle contractions around his cock are too much for Harry and with
a grunt he deposits his seed in Bellatrix’s waiting cunt.
Bellatrix collapses on the bed as Harry steps back, allowing his spent
member to slip from Bellatrix. He
quickly moves around to the side of the bed and kneels down, “Are you alright
Bella?”
Wearily, Bellatrix says, “I’m great master. That’s the best orgasm of my life.”
Harry nods as he feels a tingling on the back of his neck as he gets
dressed and tells Bellatrix to do the same.
The Bellatrix leads the way downstairs.
As she sees a bit of motion in the kitchen, she sends off a stunner.
A moment later, they hear Dumbledore say, “It’s only me.”
Suddenly suspicious, Harry says, “Step out slowly with your wand away.”
Albus steps out of the kitchen and Bellatrix hits him with a Finite
Incantatem charm. After that Bellatrix
quickly apologizes and turns to Harry to ask about her punishment, Harry raises
his finger to silence her, “There won’t be any punishment; you reacted exactly
the way I would have.”
Bellatrix gives Harry a brief smile before schooling her features into
the classic look of bored aristocracy that stays put until Harry swats her on
the arse.
The two men chuckle as Bellatrix heads for the kitchen. “Would you like some tea Albus?”
“Why yes I would, Harry.”
Harry nods towards the kitchen and they step in to find Bellatrix
already getting the water on to boil.
They sit down as she sets out a nice tea set for two and a plate of
biscuits.
“So, what can I do for you Albus?”
“Well, Harry there are several matters I wish to discuss. First though,” he draws his wand and casts
several privacy spells on the kitchen.
“There, now we are free to talk.
First I have yet to hear from Cornelius about getting the restrictions
lifted unfortunately, so avoid using magic if at all possible. Next, are the any questions you’ve been able
to come up since yesterday?”
“Just one really, is there any chance at all of the spell wearing off?”
“No, you see Harry, unlike its descendant, the Sex Slave Curse doesn’t
merely force a person to act against their will. Instead it completely rearranges their
outlook on life. I haven’t had that much
time yet to look into the particulars of the spell, but given the goal of the
spell and the raw power needed to cast it, I doubt you’ll have to worry about
the spell wearing off any time soon. Do
you have any other questions along this venue?”
“No sir. But that does remind me
of something. Bella come over here for a
moment.”
Less then a second later, Bellatrix is kneeling at Harry’s feet. “Yes master?”
“Bellatrix, I confiscated your wand yesterday, how is it that you have
it back?”
Bellatrix swallows loudly, “I’m so sorry master, but I stole it back in
order to protect you.”
Harry can feel the rage welling up inside of him. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath
before continuing. “I understand your
reasons Bellatrix, but I’m afraid I am going have to punish you most severely. However it can wait for now, please continue
Albus”
“I don’t believe there’s anything else.
I’m afraid I must be going.”
Harry nods his head, “Before you go Albus, would it be possible for you
to cast the needed privacy charms on my room so we have someplace we can speak
privately?”
Albus thinks for a moment before he says, “It would be possible Harry,
but I’d prefer to wait until Cornelius responds to my owl and then teach you
the charms and have you cast them yourself.”
Harry nods his head, “Thank you, I do believe that is acceptable.”
“Thank you,” with that, Albus Disapparates.
Harry shakes his head and almost trips over Bellatrix as he stands
up. “Oh yes, you. I think I have a suitable punishment for
you. You are cut off for the next
forty-eight hours. No sleeping with me
and no form of relief from anyone else, including yourself.”
At her horrorstruck look, Harry can tell he’s chosen a truly horrid
punishment and for a moment he feels unduly proud. He then looks over to the kitchen clock,
almost noon, “Ok Bella, let’s try out your cooking skills shall we?”
She meekly nods her head as she stands and moves to the stove.
Harry watches Bella work, almost mesmerized by the swaying of her
hips. Harry’s considering having her
take off her robes when he hears the front door open. He’s instantly on his feet and both he and
Bella have their wands in hand as they turn towards the entryway. Just as the reach the doorway, they hear
Dudley callout.
Harry peeks out and sees his cousin standing by the door, flushed,
sweating, and out of breath.
Dudley nods at Harry as he leans against the wall, trying to catch his
breath.
“What have you been doing Dudley?”
Dudley glares for a second before he says, “Running. What’s it to you?” He closes his eyes for a second before he
says, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you.”
“One moment please Dudley.” He
whispers to Bellatrix, “Hit him with Finite.”
Dudley’s shocked as he’s hit by a spell. “What was that for?”
“I’m sorry Dudley, but I wanted to make sure no one had put a spell on
you so they could control you.”
Dudley looks confused for a moment before saying, “Ok, just don’t let
dad see you doing that.”
Harry raises an eyebrow, “Would you like to join us for lunch?”
Dudley looks at his cousin for a moment, “Yes please.”
The three sit down to a quite dinner, with Harry keeping a quite eye on
Dudley. Throughout the meal, Dudley
repeatedly forces himself not to over indulge.
Finally, as Bella’s clearing out the dishes, Harry asks, “Alright Dud,
what’s up?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve been watching you, you’ve eaten at most a third of what you normally
do. Now you don’t have to tell me if you
don’t want to, but maybe I can help.”
Dudley blushes profusely and stares down at the table.
Harry’s suddenly struck by inspiration, “It’s a girl isn’t it?”
Dudley shyly nods his head.
With a big grin, Harry says, “I’m glad to hear it.”
Dudley looks up quickly, “You mean that, cousin?”
“Of course I do. If she’s what’s
pushing you to improve yourself, then I’m very glad.”
Dudley’s eyes quickly shift to Bellatrix’s ass for a moment before
returning to Harry.
“I’m hoping that the girl you’ve fallen isn’t Bella.”
“What? Oh no, it’s a girl I met
at school, just moved here, names Shaz.
But, I was an ass to her and well, I had a nice shiner for two days; but
she opened my eyes to how much of a piece of shit I was. I’m trying to change, to treat people better,
to try and make myself worthy of her.”
As Harry looks at his cousin, he has an idea. “Dudley, would a bit of incentive help?”
“Probably, why?”
“Because Dud, Bella here is from an old Wizarding family. If you want lessons in manners, proper
etiquette, that kind of thing, it could be arranged. I’ll make you a deal Dud; if you can lose ten
pounds before I leave this year, I’ll give you Bella for an hour.”
“WHAT?”
“Quite down Dud; the sisters will do whatever I tell them to. Now you won’t be allowed to shag her, but
anything else. Also, if she chooses to
teach you in her spare time, then, that’s up to her. I’ll be up in my room; I need to do some
studying.”
Harry walks up to his room, leaving Bella talking with Dudley. When he walks in, Hedwig starts hooting at
him. “Oh yeah, I should probably write
Ron and Hermione.”
Harry sits down at his desk and quickly scratches out,
Hi guys,
Sorry this can’t be too long, but I’ve had an
interesting couple of days.
I can’t go into details right
now, but I’ll fill you in when I get to Grimmauld Place.
Harry
Not entirely satisfied with the letter, Harry hesitantly attaches it to
Hedwig’s leg and sends her off. He then
gets into his trunk and digs out his DADA book from last year. As Harry starts to get into what he *should*
have learned last year, the door to his room opens. He turns towards the door just in time to be
tackled. Raven hair obscures his vision
and soft flesh is pressed against his chest as his lips are covered and he’s
engaged in a very intense kiss. After he
manages to break the kiss, he says, “I missed you too, Bella.”
Bellatrix’s hands sneak under Harry and get a firm grip on his
bum. “Master, that fat pig wants me to
help teach him etiquette and manners. I
want to tell him no, just because of his behavior towards you; but he was so
emphatic. I think he truly wants to
change.”
Harry asks, “So, what do you plan to do,” as he roughly grabs a hold of
Bella’s arse.
Bella reluctantly rolls off Harry and stands up, helping her master to
his feet as well, “I plan on teaching him what he wants to know. I was hoping that you’d also be willing to
attend.” At Harry’s arched eyebrow,
“Master, good manners are always useful, especially dealing with those morons
at the ministry.”
Harry nods his head, “I’ll think about it.”
“Please do master. So, what
would you like me to do?”
The mental images seriously test Harry’s resolve, but he says, “I was
just about to do some studying.”
Disappointment shows rather clearly on Bellatrix’s face as she says,
“Very well master. Would you like some
assistance?”
“I’d appreciate it Bella.”
They spend the next several hours working on the Dark Arts. As expected, Bella repeatedly offers keen
insight on the best way to deal with each section of the Dark Arts.
At about six, there’s a timid knock on the door before Narcissa sticks
her head in the door. “Master, your aunt
wished for me to tell you that supper will be done shortly.”
“Thank you Cissa, we’ll be down shortly,” Harry replies.
Harry quickly puts his books away as Bella dons her robes. He looks at the raven haired woman, “We’re
going to have to get you some muggle clothing, if just for when you’re
interacting with my family.”
“What would you recommend master?”
“Well, I’d like to see you in a pink t-shirt and blue jeans.”
No sooner are the words are out of Harry’s mouth then Bella’s wand is
in motion. She quickly transfigures her
robes into a bright pink shirt that’s reminiscent of Tonks’s hair and about
three sizes too small, at least in the chest and a pair of denim hip huggers
that she fills out in ways that should almost be illegal. Harry’s eyes almost bug out when Bella bends
over to pick up something when she’s got he back turned to him.
When she turns around, Bella says, “Are you alright Master?”
Harry roughly shakes himself out of the daze, “Yes, but I’m starting to
get think about punishing you for tempting me to break your punishment from
earlier.”
Bella’s face instantly goes from seductive to outright contrite. “My apologies master. Should we go down now?”
Harry stands up and leads the way down to the kitchen where he’s
greeted by one of the biggest surprises of his life. His aunt is standing at the stove
cooking. Nothing unusual in that, but
the fact that she’s whistling merrily unnerves Harry. When he sits down, she turns around and
greets him very cheerfully, “Hello Harry, how was your day?”
Harry gives his aunt a very queer look, “Alright, and yours?”
“It was very enjoyable Harry thank you for asking.” With that, Petunia goes back to preparing the
food.
Narcissa gets her wand out to help, but is instantly stopped by a glare
from Harry, “Is there a problem master?”
“Yes, Narcissa, there is. We’re
in the middle of a muggle neighborhood.
It’s one thing to use magic upstairs where there’s little chance of it
being noticed, but down here, anyone could look in and see you. Then we’ve got a mess on our hands.”
Narcissa’s face is a study as she contemplates Harry’s words. She reluctantly puts her wand away and sets
the table by hand.
Not long after Dudley strolls into the kitchen. Where he actually holds Narcissa’s chair for
her as she sits down and helps his mum layout dinner. He helps Petunia sit before sitting down
himself.
Dinner that night is odd; polite, but odd. Dudley actually attempts to hold a civil
conversation with Bella and Petunia is actually very nice to Harry.
After the dishes are cleared away, Petunia tells Harry she’ll take care
of things and to go enjoy an evening with his friends.
Once all three are safely in Harry’s room, the sisters instantly strip
down to the maids’ uniforms. “Cissa, did
you use the Imperius on my aunt?”
“No I didn’t master; is there a problem?”
“It’s just that she’s been acting too nice since you’re session with
her earlier.”
Narcissa chuckles quietly, “Master there was no spell directly involved
with your aunt’s improved mood. As I
said, she’s simply been without any from of release, except her own hand, for
quite some time. She gave me the whole
story after I’d help to… relax her.
According to your aunt, she hasn’t gotten laid in over ten years.” At Harry’s shocked expression she continues,
“It would seem that she only married Vernon because of your cousin and the only
reason they shared a bed was because of a lot of whiskey on both of their
parts. You see Harry, you’re uncle is
seeking for the other team.”
“You mean uncle Vernon’s a…”
Harry cringes and his butt automatically tenses up at the thought.
“Yes, he’s a poof.”
“Merlin I did not need to know that.
I’m going to go shower, alone, then I’m hitting the sack. Oh, and Bellatrix, remember your punishment.”
Bellatrix is glaring at the floor as Harry leaves for the shower. Half an hour later, Harry’s making his way to
his room with his hair still damp. When
he enters his room, he finds a most interesting scene. Narcissa’s sitting on his bed, naked and
playing with herself; while Bellatrix is bound to her bed.
He quietly shuts the door, “What’s going on here?”
Narcissa grins merrily, “I’m just enjoying torturing my sister,
master.”
Harry gently massages his temples, “Narcissa, I will deal with you in
the morning. For now, untie your sister
and get some sleep.”
The blonde’s face is mournful as she climbs off the bed and walks over
to her sister.
Harry climbs onto his bed and is asleep within seconds, unaware of the
sisters’ plan.
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