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On The Dark Side	By : stargazer67 Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > General Views: 11597 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Pansy slips farther into despair, as Filch finally withdraws after filling her pussy with his come for a third time. She feels his semen sliding down her leg as Filch begins to push his cock into her ass; and at the same time watches Hermione stand up and turn around, bending over so Snape can slide his cock into her pussy. They’re standing close enough to the desk that she can’t help but watch them, watches Snape’s stiff rod disappearing into Hermione’s cunt and sliding back out, glistening with her pussy juices; adjusting his thrusts until she is moaning with pleasure and shuddering with climax. The little bitch, she has no right to enjoy…Pansy chokes back a sob, as Snape looks over at her to make sure she’s watching.
After Snape has climaxed, he takes Hermione by the hand over to a big armchair and seats himself in it, pulling her down across his lap. She curls up with her head on his shoulder and her legs across his, and he strokes her hair as he watches Argus coming in Parkinson’s ass. When Filch withdraws, Snape releases Parkinson from her bonds and suggests Filch take her over to the couch adjacent to his chair, saying that he realizes they could probably use a more comfortable location by this point. Pansy shoots dagger looks at both Snape and Hermione, so cozy in the chair, as Filch pushes her down onto the couch and climbs on top of her. Now she does actually have to see him fucking her, and she cries as she knows that Snape and especially Hermione are watching it as well.
After Filch has grunted his way to yet another orgasm inside her, Snape lazily suggests that Argus hasn’t explored her mouth yet, and the two hours are coming to an end. Snape tells Parkinson to get on her knees and do her best; he knows what she’s capable of and he’ll make it even worse on her if she doesn’t do her best. Pansy can’t imagine how this could get any worse than it already has been, but she is thoroughly cowed by this point; just a short few hours ago, she couldn’t have imagined even him coming up with anything as bad as this.
She does her best, licking and sucking Filch’s thick, stubby cock, just wanting this to be over. When he comes, it’s all she can do not to gag, but she forces herself to swallow it, knowing that Snape won’t be pleased if she doesn’t. Since he’s still hard afterwards and she hasn’t been given any other instruction, she continues to lick and suck him; and this time, he grabs her by the hair and pulls out of her mouth, and begins stroking himself. She looks up at him and regrets it immediately; she knows she’ll never forget the look on his face as he’s looking down at her, enjoying that he’s had his cock in every opening of hers and that both of them will be well aware of that anytime they see the other from now on.
She looks at his cock again and sees it swelling as he strokes it right in front of her face, and she closes her eyes as jets of his cum cover her face. He rubs his cock all over her face and says, “Now there’s a picture I’ll remember for the rest of my life, girl.” He pushes his cock back into her mouth and tells her to lick it clean, and she does. Finally he begins to lose his erection, but he continues to rub his cock and balls in her face until Snape says, “Thank you, Mr. Filch, that will be all”. Filch gathers up his clothes and gets dressed again, leering at Pansy before he departs.
Snape then turns to Pansy, still on her knees, and tells her to get up and sit down on the couch, giving her a rag to clean off her face with. He also winks at Hermione and tells her to go and get dressed. Snape puts his trousers back on and retrieves his wand, and shortly Hermione comes back out of his bedroom, dressed in regular street clothes rather than the Gryffindor school robes she was wearing before.
Snape brings her back over to stand in front of Parkinson, and then dismisses the illusion spell; and ‘Hermione’ turns into an older girl that Pansy has never seen. Snape gives the girl a kiss on the cheek and tells her she did an outstanding job; and he’ll be by with her next batch of potions in a few weeks.
Sylvia smiles back at him; it wasn’t actually that rough for her since Snape was rather gentle with her and even saw to her pleasure as well as his own. It’s been a long time since she had a client who cared anything about how it was for her; and his generous payment also means she can take a couple of months off if she wants. She thinks to herself that the worst part about the whole thing was having to be close to that horrible old man to put the potion on him; she can only imagine how the poor girl felt, having to endure him for nearly two hours. She didn’t ask Severus what the girl had done, but figures it must have been something pretty bad.
Snape walks her to the fireplace, throws in a pinch of Floo powder and says, “Knockturn Alley” as she steps into the flames. He turns back to Parkinson, who is still staring open-mouthed at the transformation of ‘Hermione’, and says, “No, that was not Hermione Granger. Pretty good illusion spell if I do say so myself, though. The other participant tonight was however actually Argus Filch; and you’re just going to have to live with him leering at you every time he sees you from now on. Probably exposing himself to you when he thinks he can get away with it as well. And heaven help you, if another teacher assigns you detention with him after this; you would do well not to get in any trouble that might land you there. He knows I won’t tolerate him trying to grab at you in the hallways and he won’t touch you, but if you do something that lands you legitimately under his control, he can do as he likes with you and you will let him.”
She begins to cry again, and he says, “By the way, that also was not a fertility potion; it was in fact the opposite. I probably should have let you worry about that for a few weeks as well, but I think you’ve learned your lesson. Have you?”
She sobs loudly and falls to the floor at his feet, apologizing over and over. He lets her go on for a minute or two and then pulls her to her feet, not ungently. He puts his hands on either side of her face, looking her in the eyes intently, and says, “No more under fifth year, ever. And do not ever ignore what I tell you again. I know you will believe me, now, when I tell you that I can come up with worse than tonight if you ever cross me like that again. In the meantime, you will remain House Prefect and you are back in my good graces as of right now as well. You’ve paid your penance, and I do not hold grudges.” He pulls out his wand and utters a couple of incantations at her, that take away the soreness in her abused pussy and ass, and then tells her to get dressed and go, and she does.

Things are still progressing nicely with Lavender Brown, and Snape feels it’s only a matter of time before she finds an excuse to present herself at his door. He is patient, in the meantime he’s also been cultivating the interest of a sixth-year from Hufflepuff (by the name of Gemma Brixton), and is unsurprised when there is a timid knock on his door late one evening and he opens the door to find that it is her.
She is much less confident facing him on her own than she’s been in class; but she takes a deep breath and asks him if he can clarify something they went over in class today. He opens the door wider and invites her in, sitting at his desk and indicating a chair on the opposite side for her. He asks her if she’d like some pumpkin juice and she nods; he gets up and pours it, concealing the action from her with his body and adding a few drops from a small flask to it. This particular potion will make her much more receptive to hypnotism; before he does anything with her he wants to make sure she can be deeply hypnotized, and false memories implanted that will hold up over time.
After he’s given it to her and she has taken a few gulps of it, he tells her that the Dark Arts concept will be easier to visualize if she first closes her eyes and empties her mind of other thoughts. She does and he gets up and moves around the desk, closer to her; his smooth, silky voice repeating over and over that she should empty her mind, concentrate only on his voice, relax her body. When she seems to be under he picks up one of her arms and lets it go, and it flops back down on the chair; and he knows she’s deeply enough under for further suggestion, now.
He first finds out what her aims were – hypnotism is nearly as good as Veritaserum for extracting information. He finds out that she is a virgin and wanted him to be her first; and naturally, has a somewhat romantic vision of him as a lonely man who would make a gentle lover.
He files this information away in his mind and then creates a false memory of him kissing her gently, but then telling her that he can’t do this, he’s a teacher. He then weaves a trigger word into her mind, that he can use to put her instantly under again later. He finishes by telling her that she will now leave his office, remembering only what he’s told her to remember. She will return to consciousness slowly with every step she takes, back towards her dormitory, and will be fully conscious by the fortieth step and unaware that she hasn’t been fully conscious the whole time. She nods and leaves immediately.
Girls who come looking for him for sex and are untouched themselves are pretty rare; and he knows what he needs to do with her. It won’t be him that takes her first, unless the Dark Lord finds her unacceptable and returns her to him. He will cultivate her a bit longer, reinforce the hypnotic control a bit more, and then take her to Voldemort.
Voldemort certainly has enough sycophants, both male and female, to keep his appetites satisfied; what he’s looking for is a concubine to bear him a child, and he insists that only the pure and untouched will do. They also must choose to be his, though Snape knows that the choice they’ll likely be presented with if the Dark Lord finds them worthy enough will probably not be much of a choice at all. Lastly, they must have just enough of a dark seed within them that they can ultimately be bent to the Dark, and Snape knows that only the Dark Lord himself can fully sense that.
He’s brought Voldemort two girls so far, but the Dark Lord didn’t find either of them worthy enough to even present the choice to, instead turning them over to the Death Eaters for sport. Snape ultimately wiped their memory of being taken to the Dark Lord and the events after, and overlaid it with a memory of them meeting a mystery man in Hogsmeade and being expertly seduced by him. He figures they’re still looking for the man every time they visit Hogsmeade, even now.
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