Harry Potter and the Sisters Black | By : oldwolf Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 181776 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 6 |
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Harry lays out his plans and the ladies
recognize it as a variation on several public scenarios they’d discussed. When he’s done, each woman nods her
head. Cissa says, “Very well master,
when do you wish to do this?”
“Tomorrow if at all possible, I don’t want
Tom to get too suspicious of my alignment.”
The women nod again, “Alright master, we’ll
get on it immediately.” The ladies leave
their master, all hoping that things go as planned.
Later, each of the ladies report their part
of the plan completed.
___________
In the morning,
after a quick romp with first Cho and then Bella, Harry gets dressed and walks
to the study with Pansy crawling behind him.
He sits down in his normal chair while Pansy continues to kneel at his
feet. “Today is the next part of your
punishment for the use of the word ‘Mudblood’ Pansy. Just before lunch time we are going to go to
the Hogshead Tavern. Once there, you are
going to strip down to the buff and will then proceed to serve drinks until I
choose for you to stop. After that,
there’s going to be an auction of sorts.
The person who bids the highest is going to be invited up, onto the bar
where you are going to suck him off.”
Harry smiles as his naked Thrall goes ghost white.
“But, but, but
master…”
“Silence, unless
of course you want them to shag your butt.”
The kneeling woman
shuts her mouth instantly.
“That’s better
Pansy. Now, this is not open for
discussion. Plans have already been made
and I am simply informing you of your part in them.”
For the first
time, Pansy starts to question her choice of Harry over Riddle.
“Now go get
dressed my dear, a simple robe should suffice.”
Pansy wants to
smack that self-satisfied smirk off of her masters’ face, but no matter how
hard she tries, her body refuses to move to attack him. Instead she merely stands up and walks from
the room to comply with her master’s order.
Harry and Pansy
walk to the Hogshead with Tonks as an escort; Ron, Hermione and the others had
consented to staying in the dormitory during the charade lest someone peek into
their minds.
The three enter
the disreputable establishment and walk straight to the bar.
Aberforth comes
down and greets the group, “Hello Mr. Potter, everything’s in place, just as
you asked.”
“Thanks Abe.”
“Hey, always glad
to help out the owner of this joint.”
Pansy shuffles her
feet as the old man’s gaze shifts to her, “Ready for your punishment dear?”
Harry looks at
Pansy, “Strip, now.”
The ex-Slytherin
undoes her robe and lets it drop to her ankles giving the entire room of her
naked body.
“Good Pansy, you
are finally starting to learn to obey when I command you. You have your instructions, now get to it.”
Pansy bends over
and parts her arsecheeks allowing an unobstructed view of her newly acquired
buttplug. Harry taps the piece of
enchanted plastic with his wand causing it to start vibrating. He sheaths his wand and slightly smacks
Pansy’s bum, “Get to work.”
The girl goes over
to a table with three disreputable looking men and asks for their drink order.
Harry has Abe
bring him a butterbeer while he keeps an eye on his Thrall. He forces himself not to react when one of
the men grabs Pansy’s breasts. However,
he does pull his wand and start to toy with it when the man starts to get a
little rough.
“Sorry sir, but my
master said you could touch, but nothing beyond that,” Pansy says as the man
mauls her tits. “If you would release
me, I will bring back your drinks.”
The man looks like
he’s about to object, however when he notices Harry slowly tapping his wand on
the bar, he quietly backs down.
Harry looses count
of the sheer number of times Pansy gets groped over the next three hours.
For her own part,
Pansy is wishing this would be over and she could return to her master’s feet.
Tonks watches the
entire proceedings with a clinical eye, surprised that her master has avoided
responding to some of the molestations that Pansy had been subjected to,
including when one man had stuck a finger up her snatch. However, things seem to be going smoothly and
her master looks ready to bring this charade to its end.
Harry has Pansy
climb up onto the bar and signals Abe who rings the bell for closing time,
“Alright you worthless bastards listen up.
It’s time for a wee bit of an auction.
This fine bird you’ve all been feeling up is going to suck off the one
of you boys who can bid the most. Bids
start at twenty galleons.”
Pansy is blushing
pure scarlet as she listens to the bids being called in.
Harry forces
himself to smile when the final price of three hundred galleons is finalized.
The winner walks up
to the bar and hands Harry a sack which he in turn passes to Tonks who beings
to count. Harry meanwhile has the man
climb up onto the bar to claim his prize.
The naked Thrall
drops to her knees as he master had instructed her and frees the mans staff.
Harry forces
himself to stay calm as he watches Pansy suck the stranger off.
Tonks finishes
counting the galleons and nods to her master before turning her attention back
to the spectacle on the bar while keeping an eye on the other patrons in the
bar.
Pansy swallows
quickly when the man releases his seed into her mouth.
The man looks like
he wants even more, but a simple glare from Harry convinces him to let it go.
“Get off the floor
Pansy,” Harry orders as he holds out his hand to Tonks.
The Auror reaches into
her robe to retrieve the items her master desires as his other Thrall climbs
off the bar.
Pansy wonders what
is next when she sees her master’s bodyguard hand him a dog collar. Her stomach sinks as her master turns her
around and locks the collar in place around her throat.
Harry takes the
leash from Tonks, “Thank you Dora,” and clips it onto Pansy’s collar. “On your hands and knees like a good bitch.”
Pansy’s entire
body is blushing as she falls to her hands and knees.
The young wizard
leads the way from the tavern, one Thrall walking beside him, the other naked
crawling behind him.
As the group walks
up the path to the castle, Harry sees a couple of boys talking quietly, “Hiya
Dean, Seamus.”
The two boys nod
at their classmate, “Hi Harry.” Their eyes
almost bug out when they see Pansy’s state of undress, “Um Harry,” Dean says,
“why is Parkinson naked?”
Pansy is sure
she’s going to die of humiliation as her master says, “Well, she’s my property
now and she angered me.”
Both Dean and
Seamus look dumbfounded, finally Seamus finds his voice, “Well, Harry, since
she’s here, may we…?”
“Touch, yes; thy
anything more and you’ll be losing very important body parts.”
Harry’s tone
leaves very little doubt in either boys mind about *exactly* what parts will
come up missing should they try anything beyond simply touching. Dean and Seamus lock eyes before turning back
to Harry, “Thanks for the offer chum, but I rather like my bits precisely where
they are.” Dean’s eyes rove Pansy’s
body, “Though if you ever need help dealing with her that involves more than
simple touching, let us know.”
Harry glares at
the two, “Don’t count on it boys. Come
along Pansy.”
As the trio start
to walk away, Seamus makes a very, very poor choice.
Tonks face turns
red as she feels the hand come to rest on her arse. Instead of screaming or reaching for her
wand, the Auror reaches behind her, grabs the boys wrist, and moments later,
there’s the wet *crunch* of bone breaking.
“I’ve put up with all the groping I’m willing to boy. Consider this a mild warning.”
Seamus’ face is
bone white and it’s painfully obvious how hard he’s working to contain his
scream as the three walk away.
The others are
waiting just behind Rowena’s portrait as the trio walk in. Harry speaks up as soon as the portal is
closed, “Dora, why did you break his wrist?”
Tonks blushes at
her master’s carefully neutral tone.
“Master, he grabbed my bum and you gave me permission to discourage
them.”
“Indeed I did,
though I must ask, was that his first offense since that permission was given?”
The Auror looks
down at her feet, “Yes it was master.”
Harry can feel the
thoughts running through his Thrall’s head, “I’m not going to punish you Dora,
you did as you were instructed, you were just a bit more vigorous than I’d
anticipated. However, do not let that
slow you down in defending yourself in the future, am I clear?”
Tonks smiles at
her master, “Yes I do master.”
Pansy is scowling
at the ground as she makes the connections.
Hermione asks,
“How’d it go?”
“Pansy, stay as
you are. Let’s sit down.”
The naked woman
crawls behind her master as he walks to one of the overstuffed chairs and sits
down. “I think things went rather
well. Did you spot the mark Dora?”
“Yes I did Harry,”
Tonks says as she kneels down in front of him.
“There were at least three Death Eater sympathizers there and I think I
might have seen one proper Death Eater.”
“Good, then word
should be back to old Snake Face by now.”
Harry smiles at his Thralls, “Tonks, I have a very special mission for
you.”
The kneeling woman
looks up, “Yes master?”
“The mission is to
take Hermione, Narcissa, Bellatrix, and Cho, along with Ginny, Luna and Millie
if they wish to go and spend that three hundred Galleons on yourselves.”
Tonks smiles
brightly, “Do you wish for Pansy to go as well master?”
“No, I want to
keep this bitch near to foot for the time being.”
“As you command
master. What is the budget for this
expedition?”
“At the bare
minimum, I wish for you to return with not a Knut of that money left. You are also allowed a full seven hundred
more if you wish.”
Millie looks to
Ron, “May I master?”
Ron smiles, “Go
ahead Millie, you’ve earned a bit of a treat.”
Luna speaks,
“Ronald, would you object if I accompanied them?”
The red headed
young man kisses his girlfriend’s forehead, “Not at all Luna.”
Ginny simple looks
at Neville who nods his head.
The eight women
quickly get dressed for a day out and are gone in under an hour.
Harry says,
“Pansy, you are free to move about the suite, but you may not rise off your
hands and knees. Guys, feel free to use
her as you wish, normal rules apply.” He
then goes to the study and picks up the White Tome. As he turns to the section on combat spells,
he notices a page at the very beginning that he’d missed before. The page has a strange glyph on it and an
inscription in a language Harry had never seen before. However, as he looks at the inscription, the
words seem to sort themselves out until he can actually understand what’s
written, “Those that fear only the Dark, have yet to see what the Light can
truly do.” Intrigued, Harry begins to
read through the section carefully, amazed at some of the spells he finds,
including a few that stop him dead in his tracks.
_____
Meanwhile,
Hermione is a witch on a mission in Diagon Alley. With some help from Tonks and Narcissa she
finds the items she’s going to need. All
the girls help her make the perfect selection for her goal.
Luna gets several
odd looks when she picks up half a dozen candles, but she merely smiles when
the others ask what she has planned.
With very little
effort the witches spend first the three hundred galleons and make a dent in
the remaining seven hundred.
Bella returns with
several boxes of new toys for the playroom.
Cissa is carrying an entirely new wardrobe for the Thralls and the
others have cosmetics and other personal items with them as they return to the
suite to find Pansy hanging naked from the ceiling by her wrists, a very large
ball gag in her mouth, and a vibrator in both of her neither orifices. Ron and Neville are both seated in the
chairs, books in their hands.
Luna says, “What
happened Ronald?”
The boys look up
and smile, “Harry said we could entertain ourselves with Pansy so Nev and I
decided she’d make a good conversation piece.”
Luna smiles at her
boyfriend as the others file in, unsure how to take the suspended Pansy.
Pansy’s
humiliation skyrockets as she feels the build up of another climax from that
damned vibrator.
Hermione swallows
her fear, knowing Harry’s reasons for treating Pansy so horridly, and walks to
the study.
Harry looks up as
the door opens, “Hi Mione, how was the shopping?”
“It was fun Harry,
thank you. Um, do you know about Pansy’s
current condition?”
“Yeah, I do. I had them gag her because her screaming was
interrupting my reading.”
The bushy haired
witch closes and seals the door before walking over to her boyfriend, “Harry, I
have a request for you.”
Harry marks his
place in the White Tome and lays it aside, “What can I do for you Hermione?”
Hermione swallows
hard, “I- I- I-, I don’t know how to say this.”
Harry grabs his
girlfriend’s hands, “Take a deep breath Hermione, and think. If it’s this hard to ask, do you really want
it?”
“Oh Merlin’s
balls, I want in on the rotation!”
Hermione suddenly blushes at her exclamation.
The wizard looks
at the witch, “What ‘rotation’ are you talking about?”
Hermione looks
down at her feet, “The rotation of your Thralls.”
Harry is
dumbstruck at his lover’s words, “How fully into the rotation do you want to
go?”
“I’d still like to
keep my hymen, but beyond that, completely.”
“Um, you mean even
the, what should I call it?”
“You mean the
‘Knickerless Lottery’ Harry?”
Harry blushes
slightly, “I guess that’s an accurate description.”
“In that case,
yes. I want in. I know you’ll respect my request about my hymen,
but I want to be part of everything else.”
Harry sighs, “You
chose a bad time for this Hermione, I’m just getting ready for a new game with
the girls. Are you sure you want in?”
“Yes I am Harry.”
“Alright, I’ll try
to treat you like I would the others, but I make no promises.”
“That is all I
ask… master.”
Harry swallows
nervously, “Well, I have your first task for you.”
“Yes?”
“Suck me off.”
Hermione smiles as
she walks over to Harry and drops to her knees.
Harry leans back
as his girlfriend frees his staff and lowers her head to his crotch.
The witch takes
the staff into her mouth with a degree of comfort that is unnatural. The taste and the smell combine to quickly
entrance the young witch as she goes about her task with a will.
Harry absently notes
that Hermione’s technique is improving as she runs her tongue along the
underside of his shaft.
Hermione is
running every trick that Bella, Cissa, and Tonks had told her as she starts to
hum. It appears to be enough when Harry
suddenly floods her mouth with his semen.
The wizard almost
passes out from the sheer intensity of his orgasm.
Hermione swallows
quickly and manages to keep Harry’s entire offering.
Harry runs his
hand through Hermione’s hair as he regains his senses, “Thank you Mione, that
was mind blowing.”
The witch blushes
at the unexpected praise and stands up at Harry’s prompting, only to be pulled
down onto his lap moments later.
__________
Luna has a candle
in her hand as she opens the door to her lover’s room to find him and his
Thrall studying. “Hello Ronald.”
Ron says, “Hi
Luna,” then he looks up at his girlfriend, “or is it Kitten?”
The blonde witch
smiles as she closes the door, “Either will work, though Kitten may be more
appropriate.”
The redhead closes
his book, knowing that this is going to be good, “Very well, what can Lord do
for Kitten?”
“Kitten has a
request for Lord.”
“What is the
request Kitten?”
Luna undoes her
robe and lets it fall to the ground, revealing her nude body, “Kitten has a new
game Kitten would like to play with Lord.”
Millie looks at
her mistress in shock, still unable to make the mental transition between Luna
and Kitten.
“Lord is getting
tired of this dancing Kitten.”
The blonde
swallows nervously, “Kitten apologizes Lord and begs Lord’s indulgence while
Kitten sets up the game.”
“Very well Kitten, but be quick about it or
Lord will have to punish Kitten.”
Luna is torn
between taking her time and hurrying as she climbs onto the couch next to Ron
and bends over the arm, facing away from Ron.
“Lord will need to remove Kitten’s buttplug for the game.”
Ron reaches over
and pulls the plug from Luna’s arse and she immediately reaches back and hands
Ron the candle she brought in. “Would
Lord please replace the plug with this?”
Ron takes the
candle, still without a clue and notes the small groove about an inch up. As he looks at the candle a second he notes a
few odd things, such as the fact that the candle is just a bit thinner then his
shaft when erect. Shrugging his
shoulders, he places the base at Luna’s backdoor and gently pushes in until the
groove is flush with her flesh.
Luna takes a deep
breath, “Thank you Lord, the final part of the game is to light the candle and
enjoy your reading.”
The wizard arches
an eyebrow as he draws his wand. A
simple lighting charm and the candle is blazing brightly. He then opens his book, noting that Luna’s
pussy is just about on eye level and that the light is much better for
reading. “Thank you Kitten, this was a
wonderful suggestions.”
“Thank you Lord,”
is the reply seconds before Luna hisses as the first droplet of wax rolls down
the candle and lands on the sensitive flesh around her anus, sending pain and
pleasure coursing through her thin body.
_________
That night, Harry
explains things to his Thralls about making a place for Hermione in the
unofficial rotation that they had established before he lies down and lets
Tonks straddle him for a wild ride. The
morning finds Bella once more practicing her oral skills. Harry surveys his Thralls as Bellatrix sucks
him off. He thinks to himself, “Alright,
I had Tonks and Mione yesterday, Bella’s on alarm clock duty this morning; so
who gets the main event?” He shoots his
seed into Bella’s mouth and smiles as she crawls over to Cho to share her
prize. Aloud, he says, “Cissa, hands and
knees please.”
The blonde witch smiles as she hoists her arse
as high into the air as she can, knowing her master’s honor.
Harry gently
pushes into Cissa, enjoying the slow love making. He’s amazed at how much his stamina has
increased from when he first claimed the lovely sisters.
Pansy finds
herself pressed into service, Hermione in her arse and Tonks pussy at her
mouth. Bella and Cho are entertaining
each other in the classical sixty-nine position.
Time seems to
stand still suddenly before pure bliss seems to flood Harry’s mind, from whence
he cannot guess, causing him to spill his seed into Narcissa.
All of the Thralls
climax as one in time with their master.
As Harry’s world
stops spinning, an evil idea courses through his mind concerning his wayward
Thrall, “Pansy, get over here!”
The witch in
question crawls away from Hermione, being careful not to loose a drop of semen
so as to avoid staining her master’s sheets.
When she gets to beside her master, he grabs her by the hair and shoves
her face into Narcissa’s crotch after he backs away. “Clean her out good now Pansy, I don’t want
there to be a drop of my seed left in her when you are finished.”
Harry quickly gets
dressed allowing the ladies to take their time if they wish. He goes out and orders breakfast served in
the suit, with a very special order for Pansy.
When the ladies come out for breakfast, Pansy
is still crawling, not yet having received order to the contrary. As she crawls into the common room, Pansy has
a bad feeling about what her master is going to do next. Her suspicions are confirmed when she goes to
sit down at the table provided.
“And what do you
think you are doing Parkinson?”
“Sitting down to
eat milord.”
“Does that not
require you to rise from your hands and knees?”
Pansy swallows,
knowing she’s in for it, “Yes it does master.”
“And did I not
specifically forbid you from rising from your knees?”
“Indeed you did
milord,” Pansy’s voice is quivering at the subtle threat in her master’s voice.
“Then why, pray
tell, did you even think of violating my orders?”
“Because I was not
thinking master.”
“That is
correct. Now, there is your breakfast,”
Harry says as he points to a pair of bowls on the floor, one contains water and
the other appears to be dog kibble.
Pansy almost has tears
in her eyes as she returns to the floor and crawls over to her food.
After breakfast is
done, Harry grabs Bellatrix and Tonks for a talk in the study. He sits down at the desk and faces his
ladies, “Ok I need your help. This
morning, after I finished shagging Cissa, I had some new ideas to try out on
Pansy. They seem, well, almost evil.”
Tonks looks at her
master, “Why don’t you tell us what these thoughts are and let us be the judge
Harry?”
The wizard quickly
describes the thoughts he’d had about how to deal with Pansy to the two patient
women.
When her master is
done, Tonks breaths a sigh of relief, “Don’t worry too much Harry.”
Bella says, “She’s
right master, those are some of the tricks a good master can use to properly
deal with an overly prideful slave, such as Ms. Parkinson.”
Harry relaxes a
bit, “Thanks, I was seriously afraid I might have finally fallen over the
edge.”
Tonks hugs him and
says, “That is something you will never need to worry about Harry. If you were going to fall, you would have
already.”
Harry shakes his
head, still unconvinced, “If you say so.
I have some more reading to do ladies, so I hope you’ll let the bitch
in.”
The two nod at the
obvious dismissal and exit the room, letting Pansy, who was waiting by the
door, in. She crawls to her master,
sensing that something is out of whack.
Harry has her stop
a few feet in front of his chair and turn perpendicular to him. “Now, Pansy, I don’t want you to move a
millimeter,” with that, he reaches over to pick up the White Tome and places
his feet on Pansy’s back, crossing his ankles as he starts to read.
Pansy is silently
railing against the treatment as over an hour passes without her being allowed
to move. Her master’s feet becoming
heavier and heavier by the moment.
Against his will,
Harry slowly dozes off to a visit he will never forget.
A/N: Until next
time.
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