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Teacher\'s Pet	By : EmxxoPet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 48733 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Chapter Three

Severus sat at his desk and considered the test tube in his hand. It was corked at the top and had about one centimeter worth of ink sloshing about inside. It was just over two centimeter’s wide and about fifteen centimeter’s long and just yesterday it had been buried in his pet’s arse, holding it open and acting as an inkwell for Severus’ quill.

A soft knock at his office door interrupted his musing. Severus’ looked to the clock on his wall first to confirm the time and then flicked his wand to his door to remove the locks. “Come in.”

The young man who entered stepped in not as a colleague and fellow professor of Hogwarts, but as his sweet, trusting, submissive pet.

Severus stroked his carefully trimmed beard with two fingers and considered his pet as the young man knelt, fully dressed on the flagstones on the opposite side of his desk. It had taken months for Harry to learn to affect the move as gracefully as he did now. The end result left Harry sitting back on his heels, his legs spread invitingly, and though his head was bent his posture was straight and proud.

Sometimes Severus left his pet in that position for an hour before he would even acknowledge him, sometimes he would have his pet sit in the foot well of his desk so that he could rest against Severus’ legs as he knelt and Severus worked. It was this quiet and still presence that Severus required and Harry needed when they were together.

It hadn’t always been this way. Clearly they had never had a complimentary relationship when Severus had been the boy’s teacher. And even when Harry had taken up the post of flying instructor and Quidditch coach, they had spent more time involved in snide arguments than in trusting silence. But Severus was not the only person with whom young Harry Potter had been fighting. After the war the boy had been left adrift, with no real purpose, no instruction, and absolutely no clue what to do next.

He argued with the Ministry, he argued with his friends, he argued with his pupils and colleagues, until even Minerva was loosing her patience. Finally Severus had decided that someone needed to take a firm hand with the boy to rein him in, though he had never expected that it would be him. If anything he would have predicted that the pretty Weasley witch would calm Harry’s angry confusion and bring him purpose with a family of small red headed Potters.

But that prediction was dashed when young Professor Potter came out through an article in the Quibbler. Even then, Severus would never have thought to become involved with Harry, until he noticed how the other man responded to Severus’ dominant nature.

Severus never would have believed that the boy who defeated the Dark Lord might have a submissive streak, and he’d been shocked the first time he’d seen the flash of lust in Harry’s eyes when Severus had taunted the boy by telling him his mouth was better suited sucking cock than spewing nonsense. From there Severus had tested the waters by offering increasingly humiliating statements during their arguments. Each time Harry responded with a flush of the face, a widening of his pupils, and even open mouthed whimpers.

The first time Severus had tested the boy’s obedience, he’d demanded Harry’s presence in his office, and had almost been surprised when he received it just as if he’d been assigning a detention to a wayward student. At first Harry had protested when Severus had ordered him about, sit in that chair, drink this tea, don’t cross your legs, fetch me that book, but he’d followed every order.

Finally, when it was clear that the boy who lived was as submissive as Severus, reformed Death Eater, was dominant, he laid all the cards out on the table.

“I am going to tell you what you want and you are going to listen,” Severus had said after months of dancing around the obvious. And Severus had talked and Harry had listened.

They started slowly, meeting once a week or so, testing the waters of how far to carry the game. And in the beginning it had been a game, a tease of what the other could get away with, or get the other to do. It didn’t start off sexual, but with Harry learning how to sit still and silent while Severus worked on lesson plans, or marking assignments.

Although Severus enjoyed both the company and the silence, it was not how he would have gone about things, but Harry had told him early on that he liked it. Harry liked sitting in his office, not having to think, not having to move, simply existing. A sort of meditation, he’d described it as, an opportunity to exist outside himself and simply be. And it certainly had an effect. Over time Harry brought his acquired calm from beyond Severus’ office. He’d stopped picking fights and taking offense at every halfhearted statement.

And then once it appeared that Harry had finally achieved some sort of peace, he’d initiated the sexual component of their evolving relationship, by one day kneeling beneath Severus’ desk and pulling his cock from his trousers, giving Severus one of the best blowjobs of his life.

From there opportunity exploded. First they’d fucked in every position they could think of, learning everything they could about the other’s body. Then Severus introduced Harry to the practices he found the most gratifying; intense obedience and respect, and a healthy lust for arse play. Harry had been the one to introduce the element of pain, and though Severus had always enjoyed a nice spanking, he’d never had the opportunity to explore his own unexpectedly sadistic side before. He’d never had a partner willing and trusting enough to allow unfettered access to their bodies and genitalia.

They learned together over months and months, until Severus broached the idea of a formal relationship of Master and pet. It was not a consideration to be taken lightly and Harry had spent weeks researching and thinking about the decision before reaching his own conclusion. Together they had drafted the contract, outlining their desires and expectations. Severus had agreed to protect and care for his pet, and Harry had agreed to be open and honest with his Master and to accept the care that was given. And now, a little more than one year later Severus was as pleased as ever with their relation and happy to still be discovering new delights with his pet.

“Let’s try something new tonight,” said Severus as he stood. “Remove your clothes and then remain standing.”

Harry obeyed with Severus watching until he stood naked and proud in the middle of Severus’ office.

Severus walked around his pet, examining his body closely. He ran a hand down his pet’s back, surprised that the ink drawings he’d so carefully applied the night before still remained. They were not even smudged by sweat or clothes.

“Did you not shower, pet?” he asked as he ran his fingers down Harry’s back.

“I used a protection charm, Sir,” answered Harry. “I didn’t want to lose all your hard work.”

Severus rewarded the kindness with a soft kiss to the back of the boy’s neck. Then he moved his hands down to massage the high cheeks of his pet’s arse. He’d worked that arse over the night before, and had been right in thinking it wouldn’t bruise.

“Did you use your ointment on your arse, pet?”

They might engage in pain games, but Severus did not want a single scar to blemish his pet’s skin to be caused by him. The lightning bolt on the boy’s forehead was scar enough for a lifetime.

“Yes, Sir and on my cock and balls too, Sir.”

At the reminder, Severus circled around to the boy’s front and took Harry’s genitals in hand for an examination. True enough, the stiffening cock in his hand was pale and perfect, and neither it, nor Harry’s balls showed any lasting impression from their rough treatment the night before.

“Very good, pet,” praised Severus. “Now as I said, tonight we are going to try something new.”

Harry’s eyes were wide in lustful anticipation.

“I am going to ask you to display yourself on my desk and allow me unrestricted access to that hungry little hole of yours, does that sound agreeable to you?”

And just as he had noticed years before, the boy’s face flushed and his eyes darkened. “Yes, Sir,” he whispered breathily.

Severus dipped his chin and laid a hand against his pet’s cheek. “I intend to stretch your boy cunt wider than it’s ever been before, pet. I am not going to touch your pathetic cock. I am not going to play with your balls, and I am not going to listen to any begging of pleading, is that clear?”

Mouth open, Harry nodded, forgetting even to respond in words.

“Get in position and wait for me, slut.”

Without watching to make sure his pet would obey, for Severus knew he would, he exited his office and entered his classroom. He kept some supplies in his office, but for what he had in mind, he really did need to raid the supply closet at the back of his classroom.

He found the box of newly delivered test tubes on the top shelf, he over ordered every year, as each year there were always a number of clumsy oaf like children incapable of completing a lesson without destroying at least some of Severus’ supplies.

He carried the box back to his office, and sealed the door with the usual locking charms that would keep prying eyes from his evening. He and Harry had been meeting in his office, and occasionally his suite for the majority of the past two school years, and had yet to be caught at anything inappropriate. They were careful never to involve the children in any way, and had as of yet, not raised the suspicion of their colleagues, so it would not do any good to be caught now. Somehow, Severus knew that engaging in a dominant and submissive lifestyle in a school would not go over well with parents or the administration.

When he turned back around it was to find Harry in his display position on top of Severus’ wide mahogany desk. The boy was on his knees, his arse arched high into the air facing Severus’ chair, his upper body resting on Severus’ blotter, with his chin resting lightly on his outstretched hands. His pet blinked at him as Severus stepped back into the room.

Methodically, Severus collected his supplies and laid them out on his desk in front of Harry’s face so that his pet could see each item he collected. There was the box of test tubes, still closed tightly so that his pet would not know what they were. Then there was the tub of freshly brewed lube. Next Severus transfigured a long piece of string into a bright red ribbon. For a moment he toyed with collecting the nipple clamps from his desk drawer, before deciding that his pet would be struggling enough tonight without the added sensation.

Then, as if a man setting down to a feast, Severus resumed his seat behind his desk.

His pet’s hole was tightly closed, he hadn’t even been fucked in several days, and the largest object it had held recently had been the glass test tube that still sat upon Severus’ desk.

They did not often engage in extreme stretching activities, Severus much preferred the constriction of tight rim than a sloppy, well used hole. However, his pet did have a desire to remain filled, so they more often found ways to accomplish the task without ruining the tight sphincter that Severus loved so. Even when they did use a large toy, or engage in a particularly vicious buggering Severus insisted on brewing a muscle constricting gel for Harry to apply every night for a week following. Severus had already brewed up that particular gel this morning in anticipation. Tomorrow he had every intention of sinking into a virginally vice like arse.

Since it had been some time since his pet had been full, Severus started slowly, but pleasantly with long, languid licks from Harry’s perineum all the way up through the top of his arse crack. Harry panted in short even breaths, but did not moan or whine once, after Severus’ early promise, his pet knew better than to sink into the enjoyment of a good rimming so early into the evening. Severus never allowed the boy to come so early in a session and had no intention of beginning tonight. If his pet knew what was good for him, he’d control the impulse to the best of his abilities.

Knowing this, and still being a wicked tease, Severus applied himself to his task by narrowing his licks until his wide tongue was pressing against his pet’s wrinkled hole. He pushed against the breach in small flicks and wide licks, until gradually he felt the muscle relax beneath his ministrations. He used the point of his tongue next, tracing around the slowly opening rim, dipping inside just enough to taunt before flicking back out again. When Harry let the first moan escape, Severus smiled against his pet’s bottom and sunk his tongue in a deep as he could.

The tight rim that pleased him so much constricted against his tongue, almost forcing him out of the confines of his pet’s arse. But Severus persisted, darting his tongue in and out, and occasionally sucking at the rim, until it was clear that Harry was close to disobeying orders to reach for his own cock in search of relief.

At that point, Severus immediately withdrew, and reached a hand out to squeeze viciously at Harry’s balls. Instantly Harry whimpered, but his cock deflated as expected.

“You will not be restrained,” said Severus.

Often times Harry was kept in bondage, and Severus knew that the young man appreciated the confines of being tightly restrained. But it would be harder for his pet to restrain himself without the aid of constricting ropes, Severus knew. And Severus would be so much prouder knowing that his pet was willing to allow him to have complete control of his body, even when he could so easily get away.

However, Severus was not completely unreasonable, and while it was likely that his pet would be able to hold himself steady for the duration of the night, he was in danger of coming unexpectedly. So, Severus reached between his pet’s legs to retrieve the long red ribbon. He wrapped the smooth length tightly around the base of his pet’s cock, and after a moment decided to go ahead and also wrap the ribbon around his balls, even separating them into two distinct sacs. Then he brought the ribbon back around the base of his pet’s cock and proceeded to cross the two ends in a pattern up to the boy’s foreskin. With careful fingers, he rolled the extra skin back, revealing the shinning purple head, and continued the crossing pattern until he could tie the lengths off beneath the round head. The rest was quite pretty, but Severus took a disliking to his original color choice, so he used a spell to change the dark red of the ribbon to a more appealing blue. Blue, he thought, would look striking against the dark red of his pet’s quickly swelling cock.

Now that his pet was not in danger of spurting across his desk, Severus reached for the lubrication and the box of test tubes. The box opened with a rattle of glass, and he knew that Harry was straining his ears, trying to figure out what exactly Severus was up to.

Severus smirked to himself, and let the boy think, reaching instead for the lube. He wanted his pet nice and ready before he moved on to the main activity, so he’d decided to start with his fingers.

The first one slipped in easily, the hole stretching smoothly around the intrusion, sucking Severus’ finger into its depths. Severus rotated the finger inside his pet, feeling the soft walls and filling the cavity with the lube that coated his finger. He fucked his pet’s arse with the digit, enjoying the sight of it slipping in and out as the rim loosened under his efforts. He removed his finger and liberally coated two more digits.

There was only a slight resistance at pushing two fingers into his pet, but once he angled his digits correctly they were slipping in and out with ease. Just as before, he removed the fingers and recoated them in lube before pushing in three. He wanted as much lube as possible inside his pet to make the task more comfortable.

“We’re going to make a little wager, pet,” said Severus conversationally as he impaled the boy on three of his thick fingers. “If I win, then you are going to spend all day tomorrow tied beneath my desk, mouth open and ready for whenever I decide to stick my cock inside.”

His cock jumped at the thought, straining against the buttons of his trousers. Severus did his best to ignore it.

“If you win, then I will allow you to come tomorrow night whenever, and however you like.”

Harry laughed lightly. “Can’t we do both?”

For some reason Severus was surprised by the teasing suggestion, though he knew he shouldn’t be.

“Can’t we do both, what, pet? Or are you looking for a punishment?” The scolding allowed him a brief second to think and for Severus to pull his fingers from his pet and reapply a pinch of lube.

“Sorry, Sir. No, Sir,” his pet finished on a high-pitched whine as Severus impaled him on the three fingers once more.

“Very well,” Severus continued as he worked the fingers in a massaging motion, teasing the hole open further. “What wager would you suggest to accompany our schedule tomorrow?”

Tomorrow was Sunday, no reason either of them couldn’t spend the day as they wished. It was the one-day a week they were both free all day. Saturdays were always reserved for Quidditch.

“How about,” Harry paused to moan as Severus brought his second hand into play, massaging the outside of his rim even as the fingers of the other hand fucked the slowly stretching hole. “How about if you win you can decorate me with pegs tomorrow before you tie me beneath your desk.”

Here, Severus had to pause to moan aloud. He loved using his colored pegs on his pet, though Harry usually only enjoyed them on his nipples.

“And if you win, pet?” asked Severus, though he was already determined to make sure this did not occur.

“Then I get to tie you to the headboard tomorrow night and have my way with you.”

Severus chuckled, thinking that actually, either way he would end up with quite a pleasurable day tomorrow. “Can’t we do both?” he mirrored.

His pet responded by thrusting unexpectedly backwards, impaling himself further on Severus’ fingers.

There were three fingers buried in his pet’s arse, working in and out, coating the entire area in a sheen of lubrication. It was a tight fit, but Harry was well relaxed and judging by the stiffness of his cock, clearly lustful. Severus removed his fingers entirely and coated up his second hand in a dollop of lube. Then he returned to his task with a single finger again.

He traced the open rim, occasionally dipping inside only to retreat once more. Severus reached up with both hands then, the index finger of each pushing into his pet’s arse. He worked them in a gentle fucking motion to ensure that they would slide in easily before adding a second finger from each hand until his pet had four fingers fucking him.

Slowly, Severus altered the pumping motion to a caressing one, and then finally eased into gentle pulling. Nothing could have held back his moan at the sight of the pretty little ring gaping open as his fingers pressed it open. Whatever the ended up doing tomorrow, Severus knew the night after that would be spent with his pet’s dirty hole held open with a speculum charm.

“Look at that fuck hole,” said Severus. “No wonder you are such a cock whore with an arse like this. It’s practically begging for me to stuff it full right now.”

Harry whimpered and wiggled a bit in his grasp. Although the boy was still having difficulties talking dirty himself, he had admitted to Severus that he liked the humiliating things Severus told him when they were having sex. After that Severus had made it a point to see just how far he could push this particular proclivity of his pets. It was getting to the point where Harry could nearly make him blush, but only when he was in the absolute throws of passion.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you, you dirty little fuck slut?” Severus bent forward slightly and spit directly into the open hole before him.

It proved to be too much for his pet who slumped forward. “Fuck, yes, Severus, I want your cock in my arse now.”

If he had had a hand free, Severus would have slapped it against his pet’s backside. “Are you making demands of your Master, pet?” he said in his sternest voice, instead. “Perhaps you would prefer to spend tomorrow tied and untouched in the corner of my office?”

Harry whimpered. “No, Sir, please, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”

Severus ceased stretching and started the fucking motion with his fingers again. His pet’s hole was feeling loose enough for the next task. He withdrew his fingers completely.

“Please, Sir!” Harry shouted, his legs nearly buckling with need. “Don’t stop, I’m sorry. I won’t say another word all night, I promise. Just—don’t stop, please!”

This time Severus did apply the spanking he’d wanted to give earlier. “I’m not stopping and I want to hear you, pet. When I want your silence I’ll stuff a gag between those pretty cock sucking lips of yours, do you understand?”

Harry sighed in relief. “Yes, Sir.”

“And I’d like to hear something more than ‘yes, Sir’ and ‘please’ tonight. Are you going to be able to satisfy me in this way?”

“Yes, Sir.”

This would be harder for the boy, Severus knew, but he was getting better at it. Hadn’t he already asked Severus for his cock once tonight? That was far more than he had been able to do several months ago, even when he had been panting with desire.

“Let’s try then shall we,” said Severus as he started lubricating the test tubes. “Tell me what you are.”

This was an easy one. “I’m your pet, Sir.”

“And who do you belong to?”

“I belong to you, Sir.”

“Now tell me something you need, pet.”

“I—I need to belong to you, Sir.”

That stopped Severus enough to pause his work. He’d always suspected that Harry had abandonment issues and wanted nothing more than to belong, but he hadn’t expected to be the one to keep the boy. It still felt strange hearing that particular truth spoken aloud. Feeling suddenly gentle, Severus laid a kiss on his pet’s thigh.

“You do belong to me, pet, you know that. Tell me something you need right now, in this moment.”

But Harry remained silent.

“Do you need a glass of water perhaps?” fished Severus.

“No, Sir.”

“Very well, do you need me to blindfold you?”

“Uh, not particularly. I mean you can if you want to, but I don’t like, need it,” said Harry in mild surprise with a quickly added, “Sir.”

Severus shook his head to himself and set aside the tube he’d been covering in lube. “Perhaps I should be more specific then, tell me what you need here.” He pushed three of his fingers at once into his pet’s relaxed hole prompting a surprised gasp.

“Your cock, Sir. I need to be filled! Please, Sir!”

“Now, tell me what you are, whore.”

Harry shook at the humiliating name. “I’m a slut, Sir.”

“Whose slut?”

“I’m your slut, Sir.”

“What kind of a slut are you then?”

“I—” again Harry faltered.

“Are you a dirty fuck slut?” Severus queried as he pumped his fingers into his pet. “Or do you think you’re a nasty cock slut? Or maybe a greedy little cum slut?”

His pet’s back arched high as he thrust himself back on Severus’ fingers. “Yes, Sir, yes!”

Pleased with their progress, Severus removed his fingers entirely. “Then I expect to hear so tonight, is that understood, pet?”

Harry keened loudly at the loss, but answered with an obedient, “Yes, Sir.”

“Very well,” said Severus and without further adieu he slid the first test tube into his pet’s pert arse.

He hadn’t had the chance to admire the view when he had last done this. It was quite a beautiful sight, Severus thought as he ran a finger along his pet’s rim where it clung to the stiff glass. It wasn’t too large of an intrusion, just holding Harry’s arse open slightly. Severus could even peer inside, through the open mouth of the glass, and catch glimpses of a deep pink deep within his pet. Pleased with the beginning of his experiment, Severus flicked a fingernail against the lip of the tube where it stuck out from his pet and smiled at the twanging sound it created.

“Do you know what that is, pet? It’s one of my test tubes, just one, we’re going to see how many your cock chute can take tonight.”

He pumped the tube in and out a few times, and experimented with removing the tube completely before pushing it back into his pet’s closing hole. Then he reached for another test tube. The second tube was an awkward, but easy fit. Severus had needed to push a finger into his pet’ arse to open it up before he could push the second tube inside. The two tubes side by side rattled against one another noisily and Harry’s hole struggled to make a tight fit around the two spheres, which made it much easier to slide the third tube in between the negative space.

“Talk to me, pet,” Severus reminded Harry as he busied himself with pumping the three tubes in and out of his pet’s hole. “Tell me what you are feeling.”

“I’m feeling you fill my hole, Sir,” said Harry only slightly hesitantly. “I can feel you stretching me wide open for you.” There was another pause. “I’m so full already, Sir.”

Severus smiled. “Now about that bet, pet. I am betting that you can fit no more than four of this test tubes inside your tight chute at once. And let’s say that every tube you take over four earns you one day of determining our activities. Do you understand, pet?”

“Yes, Sir. Will you please fill my fuck hole now?”

It was always a treat to hear such filth coming form his pet’s mouth. Severus enjoyed it so much he leaned forward and bit his pet on his arse cheek, groaning into the muscle so that Harry would hear how pleased he was with him.

There were three tubes already wedged in Harry’s arse, and Severus had bet than no more than one would fit, though he actually predicted that a fifth could probably be added with a bit of a work. He reached for the fourth tube, carefully ignoring his own straining erection, and teased it against the rim of Harry’s straining hole. Almost painfully slowly he worked the tip of the tube in and watched as it fell inline against the other tubes. Then with one finger, he pushed the length of the tube inside until all four of the tubes were sticking no more than a few centimeters from his pet’s arse.

By the time he was finished Harry was sweating and moaning aloud.

He leaned forward and kissed Harry’s backside. “There’s your four, pet. Do you want to earn your first day?”

“Yes, Sir. Give me another, please,” Harry begged, though he was already still shaking slightly from the strain of having his arse gaping open around the four tubes.

Severus smiled, but did not immediately reach for the fifth tube. Instead he stuck three fingers and one thumb into the open mouths of the tubes in his pet’s arse. His fingers fit in easily so he pressed them together in a grabbing motion, clutching the glass between his fingers. Then carefully, so as not to loose his grip he began to pull all four tubes from his pet’s arse. He did not stop until the tubes nearly left his pet’s body, then pushed them in again. He fucked his pet slowly, and used the fingers of his free hand to tease and tug on the rim of his pet’s arse while he worked, testing to make sure his pet truly could take another without any damage. The rim was strained and taunt, but did not appear to be in any danger of tearing, and it was well lubricated due to Severus’ care.

Satisfied, Severus pushed the tubes deep into his pet’s arse, removed his fingers, and reached for the fifth tube. It took a bit of maneuvering to position the tube in place. He wanted to push it down the middle of the other four tubes, so he needed both hands, one to position the fifth tube correctly and one to pull the original four tubes apart enough to create a space.

This tube Harry would not feel sliding in. Instead he would feel a pressure and steady dilation of his hole as it widened. Severus had once fucked Harry on a dildo and cast an engorgio charm to unexpectedly expand inside of his pet’s arse. The effect would be something similar.

And indeed Harry rocked and gasped as Severus slowly nudged the fifth tube home.

“Wait, wait!” Harry cried out just as Severus started to push the tube in between the others, widening his sphincter in what was likely a slow and intense burn. “I don’t think—.”

“Shh,” Severus soothed, even as he continued pushing, “You can do it, pet. Almost there.”

His pet let out a long keening cry as Severus pushed. “I—I—its too wide. I’m so full.”

But the tubes had already clinked around the fifth length and now all that was left was for Severus to push the last few centimeters inside his pet’s anus. The rim was as dilated as much as it would be and Harry wouldn’t even notice the remaining push.

“Shh,” Severus said again. “You did it, pet. You’ve earned your day.”

Harry gasped, and there was a muffled bang as his head hit the desk in relief. “It’s so tight,” he whined.

“Yes, it is,” Severus agreed as he lowered his head to his pet’s hole to get a better view. “I’m so proud of you, pet.”

His pet’s hole was held open by five glass tubes, each revealing a hollowed look inside of Harry’s anus. The rim stretched around the glass of the tubes, red and strained. Severus rubbed a lubricated finger against the rim, tapping it gently and watching as it constricted against the tubes in its grasp. Harry whimpered as Severus played, sometimes pulling one tube out several centimeters, sometimes pushing one in, until each of the five tubes stuck out of his pet in different lengths. He experimented with fitting a finger in the negative space left by the tubes, but he wouldn’t be able to push inside without force, and he didn’t want to hurt his pet.

“Do you want to try a sixth one, pet?” Severus asked as he fucked just one tube in and out of his pet’s arse. He was testing for any remaining looseness. His pet certainly could fit another one with some practice, but they hadn’t done any stretching like this before so it wouldn’t come easily if Harry wanted to try.

“I—um,” to his credit and to Severus’ pleasure, Harry did actually stop to think about the proposal. “I don’t think I can, Sir. I’m so full. Would you,” he paused to swallow heavily and Severus kissed the flank of his thigh to encourage him to continue. “Would you fuck me, Sir? With the tubes? All of them? Like you were doing before?”

Severus considered the request and the display before him. He couldn’t just grab all five tubes in a fist and pump them in and out. The middle tube would likely slip between the others and then Severus would loose his grip. He considered the problem for a moment, before deciding on a sticking charm.

“There,” Severus said after applying the charm so that all five tubes were now stuck together in some sort of makeshift dildo. “Are you ready, pet?”

Harry moaned in response and wiggled his arse in a tempting sort of manner. “Fuck me, Sir. Fuck me hard.”

Severus thrust his hips up, wanting to grind his cock against his pet’s arse. But instead of indulging himself, he gripped the end of the tubes and fulfilled his promise, by proceeding to fuck the tubes mercilessly in and out of his pet’s hole.

“Tell me what you are, pet.” Severus demanded as he thrust in and out.

His pet arched his back into the movement, fucking himself back by rocking on his knees. “I’m your dirty little fuck slut, Sir.”

“Now tell me what you want, slut.”

“I want you to beat my hole, fill me up and fuck me hard, make me scream.”

Severus stood, unable to control himself in the face of such fantastic filth spewing from his pet’s mouth. He pressed his clothed erection against the edge of his desk and rocked against it, trying to keep himself from getting close until he’d finished his task. With his new leverage Severus was able to use more force, and reapplied himself to brutally fucking his pet into his desk.

With a particularly hard thrust Harry fell forward onto the desk, moaning against his hands as Severus ruthlessly pumped into his pet’s dilated hole. The tubes made a slightly awkward, but surprisingly decent dildo.

“Oh fuck yes, Sir. Punish me, wreck my slutty hole.”

Severus bared his teeth and in one smooth pulled all of the tubes from his pet’s arse in one go.

Harry yelped at the sudden loss, and his arse hole gaped wide like a surprised mouth screaming for more. Severus had no intention of making it wait, and tossed the tubes to the floor even as he began divesting himself of trousers and pants and climbing up onto his desk. Naked from the waist down, Severus arched over his pet, lined up his cock and thrust home.

“Yes, Sir, yes, give me your cock, fill me up with your come!”

There was almost no breath left for words for either of them, but Harry’s spurred Severus into pounding his pet into his desk. He ground against his pet’s arse, reveling in the feeling of the tight, wet heat surrounding his cock as he plunged in and out.

He set a punishing pace, and thrust until he shook with the effort of the deep thrusts. As he pumped he ground his body against his pets, biting and sucking the black tattooed skin on his pet’s shoulder. Harry’s hole was so full of lubrication that he couldn’t seem to get enough friction on his cock. He slid in and out rapidly, sometimes falling from his pet’s hole entirely only to end up thrusting against his pet’s bound balls. Then finally, just when Severus thought he’d pass out from pleasure or exhaustion he felt his balls tighten against his body. He pulled himself from his pet, crouching awkwardly over his backside as he fisted his sticky cock.

Harry’s hole gaped, red and raw, unable to close entirely. The sight of it, combined with the friction finally being applied to his cock, Severus felt his orgasm burst and his come came spurting from the tip of his cock, splashing wetly against Harry’s abused rim.

Severus pushed himself off the desk with difficulty, and fell panting into his seat. He was too old to fuck like that outside the soft supports of his bed. In complete opposition, and with the full recovery of the young, Harry sat up and flipped himself over. Although his pet did wince even as he gingerly rested his weight on his bum.

“Go ahead, pet,” Severus instructed. He didn’t need to see the need in his pet’s eyes to know what he wanted.

Harry swallowed and bent over his cock to remove the pretty blue ribbon.

He had been right, Severus thought as he panted and watched. The blue did look lovely against the red of Harry’s swollen cock and balls. He’d have to remember the color for next time.

In a few careful fumbles, Harry had relieved himself of his bondage and palmed his cock. He wanked it almost roughly, his head thrown back in bliss. It didn’t even take a minute before his pet was spurting come over his hand and stomach, and moaning aloud at the satisfaction of finally achieving a delayed release.

The other sensations would come later, and then Harry would feel the burn in his backside and the strain of holding his muscles in position on Severus’ desk for so long. Severus was looking forward to spending the night basking in the afterglow. He’d apply the constricting gel later tonight, and perhaps a soothing salve to his pet’s red balls. In return he’d require his pet to give him a massage to get all the kink’s the rough fucking had sparked in his old body.

“Holy shit,” said Harry, interrupting his musings. He’d slid off Severus’ desk to rest at his Master’s feet and had wound up kneeling beside the discarded test tube dildo. “Is this what was in me?” he asked as he reached for the sticky tubes.

Severus smiled at him and ran a hand through his hair in praise. “Yes, you did very well tonight, pet.” He did have to agree with the amazed look on Harry’s face, the tubes did look almost frighteningly large grouped together like that.

“It’s as big as my fist!” Harry exclaimed, still in disbelief. Then he wriggled in discomfort. “Actually, that would explain a lot I think.”

But since he didn’t look to be in pain, Severus merely chuckled and reached to pull his pet into his lap. “Well then we’ll try that next time,” he said as he gathered Harry into his arms.

“Try what?” Harry asked as he shifted for a position that would comfort his aching backside.

Severus smiled down at him with a wicked glint in his eye and said; “My fist.”
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