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Slytherin Slut	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 286081 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 13
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A/N: This is a fairly long chapter. I give full credit to Oronochi for this one. I hadn't originally intended Draco's slutiness to extend beyond the students but I couldn't pass this up. Porn is a lot easier for me to write apparently(i.e. faster) so I found getting another chapter of this out was a lot easier than my other stories since I don't have a lot of time on my hands at the moment.

Chapter Four: Perverted Punishment

Codes: M/M, Anal, Minor2 (too young for sex), Spank, BSMD

Over the next several weeks, I never slept in my own bed. I was passed from one bed to another each night. Sometimes there was just one of my roommates sometimes it was two or even more. But no matter how I complained about it and raised protests I found myself enjoying the sex. A little too much perhaps. If father found out I was having sex with four different blokes on a regular basis, many times at the same time, he would probably kill me before having a stroke and dying too.

I was getting good at identifying their kinks too. Blaise was a control freak who would pin or tie me down if I was being too difficult and sometimes just to do it. Devin was one who always wanted someone else there with him taking me from the other end. Crabbe was fairly simple and just liked to rut like an animal though he sometimes would watch as one of the others had me before he’d do it so I figured he had a bit of a voyeuristic streak in him too. And then there was Goyle who was the one who took me to his bed far less than the others. It seemed to me he was still not entirely comfortable with the ‘arrangement’ as it was. He was surprisingly the most gentle with me and would never fail to use lube while the others sometimes went without to my annoyance and pain. The differences in all of them led to never having a dull, unexciting, night and I was more often than not falling asleep from exhaustion and pleasure.

But what was distinctly less enjoyable was that Flint had indeed decided I would be willing to put out for him again. And to my mortification… I did. Despite how rough he was and the degrading things he called me I let him pin me to the shower wall, bend me over benches, and even slam me against the lockers. Every week after Quidditch practice, we would wait until everyone else left and I’d give him a blow before he had his way with me. Many times we wouldn’t even talk (other than him calling me names during the acts) and would just start going at it right there in the locker room and then leave without a word to each other. I was being used and I knew it but I couldn’t bring myself to stop for some reason. It was as if every little voice of common sense and reason had evaporated from my head and all I was left with was impulses that I would act on before thinking.

And with Flint around acting on an impulse was very bad. I could still not walk properly after our last session in the locker room where he’d pounded into me for the better part of an hour before he’d pushed himself harder and came. Thankfully after a quick healing spell I was becoming very adept at I only had a bit of a limp left from it. But it was still a limp. Not that the nightly activities in the dorm were helping it go away any faster. Crabbe and Devin had shared me last night and I couldn’t even quite remember when I’d passed out as the two somewhat voyeuristic boys fed off seeing each other take me before taking me themselves. Those two ended up in a vicious circle whenever they were together.

I heard familiar footsteps coming closer and quickly turned my attention away from my more and more lewd personal life and back to the potion I was grinding beetle eyes up for. Snape paused to look into my cauldron before making a noise of thought and continuing on his usual prowling route. Potions was actually one of the more difficult classes to deal with while dealing with the after effects of anal sex. In order to keep an eye on the potion and work you had to stay standing the whole time and the only way I could do that at the moment was to lock my knees and hope my robes covered up the slight tremble I was experiencing. But thankfully potions was almost over.

Five minutes later class ended and everyone hurried to pack their things and flee. Snape had that effect on students. Even I wanted to flee from the room sometimes and I rather liked potions. “Mr. Malfoy. Stay behind,” Snape said as I reached for my books. I mentally swore but straightened fully again.

As usual it didn’t take long for the classroom to empty and I was left standing there behind my table while Snape put the student’s potions away to be graded later. Even from a distance I could see quite the variety of colors and knew that many of them would be getting failing marks. I waited for Snape to be the one to start talking since he had asked me to stay behind in the first place. “Tell me, Draco. Do you think me ignorant? Or oblivious?”

I frowned, not at all sure where that had come from. “No, sir.”

“So why, then, do you seem to think I would not notice such blatant rule breaking happening in my own house?” he asked, turning a pair of hard black eyes on me and I felt myself pale. The only ‘rule breaking’ I’d done lately was having sex, which wasn’t permitted on school grounds by any student no matter what year they were in. It was a rule more often then not ignored since it was a bit outdated but it still existed.

“I… I can explain, sir, Blaise and the others-”

“Quiet,” he snapped and I instantly obeyed. It wasn’t often Snape was even slightly annoyed with me and I wasn’t at all certain how to avoid getting into even worse trouble. The last thing I wanted was to be like Potter and always on Snape’s bad side. I much preferred being on his good side. “I don’t want to hear any excuses from you, Mr. Malfoy. You’ve broken the rules routinely over the past few weeks and you need to be properly reprimanded for it.”

Oh, Merlin, he really was angry. He never actually did more than light scolding and figurative slaps on the wrists before. But he seemed to actually be thinking of a true punishment this time. “Sir… they were blackmailing me,” I whispered desperate to get him to understand so that he hopefully wouldn’t expel me from the school. It wouldn’t be completely unheard of for this particular transgression and father said Snape could have a bit of a vindictive streak.

“Then you’re not a very good Slytherin are you?” Snape replied coldly. “Letting yourself get blackmailed is something I’d expect from a Hufflepuff.” That cut deep and with razor sharp precision. I’d never been told I had acted like a Hufflepuff before. “However…”

I looked up some, a bit of hope springing up. “If you take your punishment now, without question, and we’ll… forget to mention this to the headmaster,” he said and I let out a long sigh of relief. Even if the punishment was something dreadful like going into the Forbidden Forest again I’d do it if it meant not getting my exploits brought to any further attention.

“Yes,” I agreed instantly. “Anything, Professor.”

Snape smiled some and I caught sight of a strange glint in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. “Lay across your desk.” My utter confusion must have shown because he turned stern and pointed to the tabletop. “Now, Mr. Malfoy!” In my shock at both the tone and the request I folded myself across the table without asking. Though I was apprehensive to say the least. This position reminded me quite keenly of that first night with the boys in my dorm. Suddenly, ropes sprung up and I was tied to the table, my arms stretched out above my head and my feet tied to the legs, making my legs spread almost uncomfortably.

“S-sir?” I squeaked, definitely worried now.

“Without question, Draco,” Snape reminded in a firm, no nonsense, tone. I felt my robes pushed up onto the table and then my pants magically split down the center seam and I couldn’t help but struggle, not liking how vulnerable this was making me. Or how unabashedly perverted this was quickly turning. Snape was my teacher for Merlin’s sakes! My pants slid down my legs to pool around my ankles and my underwear quickly followed, leaving me essentially naked from the waist down.

I was trembling and tears were building in my eyes but I tried to remain as composed as I could. Snape wouldn’t really… that was the whole reason for this punishment! I couldn’t be punished for something by doing more of the crime! That didn’t make sense! “Now, Draco, I’m going to give you your punishment… the more behaved you are the easier you’ll make it on yourself.” I whimpered some at that, not at all sure what to expect.

Nothing happened for what felt like ages and then there was a crack and pain exploded across my backside and made me cry out. The pain from the first hit barely started to fade when another hit fell across my arse. I tried to squirm out of the bindings but then my backside was hit even harder than before, making me shout out in pain. “Stop! What are you doing?” I demanded as my backside started to throb from the blows.

“Behave, Draco,” Snape ordered before another hit landed hard across my backside. “You brought this upon yourself acting like a little whore.” Another slap. This time across the back of my thighs. I tried to look back and my eyes widened some at the sight of the wooden stirrer as it arced back down. It slapped hard against my backside and I cried out in pain.

This was insane! Someone was pretending to be Snape! That was the only reasonable explanation! “Ah! I’m sorry!” I cried as another smack hit directly over a spot he’d already hit a few times. He didn’t stop though and with each new blow I cried out a little louder.

I lost count of the blows as they just kept coming. “Please!” I cried as yet another spot erupted in pain under his treatment. Another blow landed hard across the middle of my backside. “Snape!”

He paused suddenly, letting the flat head of the stirrer rest against my burning arse. “You’ll refer to me with more respect while I punish you, Draco,” he said, his voice even deeper with husk. I whimpered some as I felt him rub the stirrer over my skin. “Especially when I punish you for acting like a common slut. Is that clear?” I whimpered some and then screamed as the stirrer snapped hard across my backside.

“Yessir!” I screamed; the two words merging into one from how loud and quickly I’d done so. The spanking just kept going until I was in tears from the pain. I was sure my backside was bright red from all the blows and it felt like I had been set on fire. Finally, there was one last hard spank that made me cry out through my tears and then I heard wood clatter to the ground.

I felt a wonderfully cool liquid fill me and then dribble down my legs before Snape grabbed my hips. I moaned some in embarrassment and a strange sense of arousal at the turn of events. A thick erection pressed against my sore backside and I whimpered some in discomfort. I cried out some as he finally managed to push through my entrance. He was either bigger than any of the others or the spanking had tightened me up somehow. “For sleeping around like a slut you’re so damn tight,” Snape ground out as he pushed deeper inside of me.

“S-sir…” I moaned as more and more of him slowly pierced my body. Just how big was he!? Finally I felt his balls brush my skin and panted some to catch my breath. I felt so incredibly full my length was swelling quickly.

“You look so good stretched around my cock,” Snape murmured but before I could question him he pulled almost all the way out and then slammed forward, drawing a different kind of cry from behind my lips. He was so big he kept rubbing across that spot inside of me. He gave another hard thrust and I moaned, my nails digging into the table. The third thrust didn’t take as long but was just as hard as the other two and I mewled some as my pleasure started to build up.

I tried to arch off the table but the ropes dug into my skin and kept me pinned down as he continually sped up and thrust harder. I was practically screaming as he slammed into my prostate over and over again. I couldn’t hold back for long and cried out his name as I came all over the stone floor. Snape groaned as I felt my body clench tight around his cock but he didn’t come. I moaned some in disbelief. How could he spank me for so long, probably getting off on it, and then not cum at something like that? All the other guys had lost it when my body did that. It suddenly struck me how much older and more experienced Snape was than me. He hit that spot inside of me again and I cried out loudly as my erection started to rebuild.

He kept pounding into me for what felt like an eternity; making me cum twice more as he took me so hard I felt the table move under me. I mewled some as I felt his cock twitch and he finally came hard inside of me. He moaned as he filled my body with his semen. After what felt like a whole minute of him releasing he pulled out and I felt his seed instantly escape my arse to start dripping down my thighs. I panted some for air as I heard him getting redressed. Snape walked around to the other side of the table so I could see him and I instantly noticed how much more relaxed he looked. Apparently, he’d needed a good fuck because I could swear I even saw a bit of a smile on his face. I couldn’t help but wonder just when the last time he’d had a fuck was. “Do you think you’ve been punished enough, Draco?” he asked as he straightened his robe.

I nodded some as I looked up at him pleadingly. I was aching and stiff from how long I’d been tied to the table. “Y-yes sir…”

“Mm, I’m not sure I agree,” he said turning away from me and going to the door of his office. “You have just broken the rules again after all.” I nearly screamed in frustration as he left me there in the classroom; half-naked, tied up, spanked, fucked, and with his cum still dripping down my legs.
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