Derailed | By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 19744 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Chapter Three: Like a firefly without a light
The next instruction Harry was given sickened him.
“Undo my trousers.”
Clearly seeing the outline of Snape's cock pressing against the black trousers he wore, Harry hesitated and the window began to glow. “No!” he cried, voice hoarse with his desperation. “I’ll do it!” Anything to not see Ron be hurt again.
He wondered how he was meant to undo the zip with his hands tied behind his back, and felt sick as he realised Snape wanted him to use his mouth. Awkwardly, his teeth gripping the metal, he lowered the zip and loosened the button. He let his eyes drop to the floor, not wanting to see any more – definitely not wanting to see Snape's cock get closer and closer to his mouth until he was tasting it.
He lifted his eyes to the darkened window, refusing to look at his captor. His jaw worked as he considered Ron’s likelihood of surviving more punishment. Trying not to imagine those three men all forcing their dicks between Ron's lips; the damage they'd do.
The man spoke quietly, but with total authority. “Believe me when I say offering co-operation will be far better than refusing, and being forced to comply.” He clarified, “It will be easier on the Weasley boy, and on you.”
Harry nodded, throat working.
The Death Eater seemed pleased with the boy’s passive acquiescence. “I am glad you have chosen the sensible option.”
Harry kept his mouth shut. He longed to burst out that when you actually gave a damn about other people, watching them in pain wasn't an option. But when had Snape ever shown that he had ever felt anything approaching love for someone else? The man had never understood love; could never let go of the past, and was now going to make Harry pay for all of the perceived injustices James had heaped upon Snape over the years. Harry felt hysteria bubbling in his throat.
His laugh made Snape look down in surprise. “You are enjoying your position? I should have realised that you were one who only needed some dominance to feel happy.”
Harry swore at him and received a ringing blow to his left ear in punishment.
“The Dark Lord was most surprised that you were so easily captured. Still, he is looking forward to you learning your rightful place.” Snape was speaking quite matter of factly. “And where you are now is one place you belong. You have only to do what I bid to begin your training.” Onyx eyes bored into emerald ones. “Take my cock out and suck it. Suck it until I come in your mouth and you have swallowed every drop.”
Harry’s denial was immediate and completely expected. “NO! NEVER!”
“Never?” The older man quirked a brow. “You would allow Weasley to undergo what you are unwilling to do?”
Harry’s head dropped partway to his chest, as far as the collar would allow, and a helpless sob broke from him. “No.” He gasped for breath and went on, “I – I can’t. Please. Please don’t ask me.” He hated himself. Only last year he had had a fantasy much like this one and had enthusiastically sampled Snape's thickness. Now he was terrified.
Harry trembled as a thin hand touched his left shoulder, stroking over the pale skin.
“No, please, no.” Harry begged, voice thick with repressed tears.
He gasped in horror as the window glowed. He surged desperately towards it. “NO! That’s not what I meant. NO! RON!”
The red head was still collared, but now the three men approached carrying implements. The first held a metal studded whip; the second held a red hot poker, and the third swung an impossibly large phallus in one meaty fist.
Harry felt his ass clench in terror. He imagined the huge black item being forced into Ron’s helpless body. He could almost picture Ron gagging on the massive thing, mouth tearing as it was thrust deep into his throat, making him vomit. But they wouldn't let him go for something like that. Harry sobbed as in his head he saw Ron choke to death on the vibrator, and worse, he saw Ron being violated after his death: three huge cocks forced into his slack mouth, fucking his face and spurting their thick seed all over his cool skin.
“Stop it!” Harry shrieked, bending over to stop the tormenting images. “Make it stop!” He pleaded. He fought against the restraining metal around his throat, bruising his larynx so that he could barely croak Ron’s name as he was surrounded by his three tormentors.
“Yes.” Harry said, sagging, defeated.
Instantly the window blanked.
Snape tightened his grip on the boy’s shoulder, nails digging painfully into the still sore flesh.
“Remember,” he hissed against Harry’s neck, spittle wetting the boy’s skin, “you gave your consent.”
Pulling his shaft free of his underwear, Snape stroked one hand down himself then fixed his obsidian eyes on Harry. Hand shaking, Harry stared at the revolting thing. It was as big as he had imagined it, thick too, with a sheen at the swollen tip that said all too clearly how aroused Snape was. Fighting down revulsion, Harry leaned in and licked the very tip. There was fluid there and he tasted the bitterness of it on his tongue. Above him, Snape hissed with pleasure.
Wanting to get it over with, but hating to get started, Harry opened his mouth and lowered himself onto the thick hard cock. His tongue was pressed flat against the underside, and he could feel the vein there throbbing against his muscle. He could get only half of Snape's huge weapon within his mouth, and he clenched his ass, hoping Snape never tried to stick this thing anywhere else within him.
One hand clutched at his hair and forced him lower. Harry struggled as the massive dick hit the back of his mouth, beginning to push into his throat. He tried to cough, but couldn't. Even breathing was causing him problems with the cock shoved in his face, blocking the air flow from his nose into his lungs. Tears rolled silently down his cheeks as he pulled off and bobbed back down.
His hands were fluttering uselessly behind his back. He wanted to lift one palm and cup Snape's hot heavy balls; send Snape into climax. Anything to get this over with. But he only had his aching jaw and tightly stretched lips. Above him, Snape was panting, his hips jerking back and forth, taking the blow job out of Harry's control.
Harry just knelt there as Snape pumped between his lips, cock striking the back of his mouth over and over, each time sending a spurt of fluid trickling down his throat. He was desperate for this awful experience to be over, but Snape seemed to have set up a rhythm that he could keep going forever.
Harry moaned in shame and humiliation. It seemed to trigger Snape's climax as the pace abruptly increased and Snape thumped hard into Harry, who would have fallen, had Snape not still been holding his head still, his cock seeming to pulse and twitch.
Semen gushed out of Snape and filled Harry's mouth. Harry tried to pull back and spit it out, but Snape held Harry tight against him and ordered harshly, “Swallow.”
Hating everything, Harry did so.
Finished with him, Snape pushed Harry back and looked down at the man, semen on his lips, some dripping onto his chest. Snape lifted an eyebrow as he saw Harry's erection.
Gazing down himself, Harry cried “NO!” at his body's betrayal. He tried to twist and hide his dick, but Snape was there at once, his lips closing around Harry, sucking the younger man until Harry whimpered and screamed, his semen spurting out of him.
Satisfied, Snape stood up. He licked his lips. “Tasty,” he commented and laughed harshly as Harry emptied his stomach onto the floor.
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