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Harry and KiKi: Tales of the Boy Necromancer	By : pmczarnecki711 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 56752 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 40: Spa Trips and Day Trips

“Pampering is something fun while primping is a pain in the skin. You want to be pampered, but need the primping to look your best, well normal girls do and the Emerald Lotus Spa is considerate enough to cheat in doing so. Potions and magic hidden in plain sight, and happy endings are a matter of course unless you are a complete asshole or bitch.” – Dora on Harry’s spa and why it is the greatest and should go there to her friends after she told them who she was happily being sharing his bed amongst other things.

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Hermione had woken slowly as after their short nap they had woken when Vincent and June had returned home and while the house was quiet enough they had heard the sounds and their noses twitched at the scents that assaulted them. It had been a very good night out for them and June was literally emanating her arousal to their senses and the two girls quietly listened as they made out by the doorway removing their shoes and coats. There was a loud moan before a hissing yes and an increase in their panting as they inhaled the rapidly saturating the house fragrance of female arousal. Hermione found Dora humping her slightly and her pressing back as they listened as her mum was eaten to orgasm after being kissed and her breasts audible fondled, kissed, and lavished with tongue.

June was a lot like Hermione was what Dora realized as for normal people their door would have muffled the sounds downstairs. For them they heard June’s loud cry of ‘Yes!’ as Vincent greedily gulped down her flowing and gushing juices. The sounds of more kissing and they guessed that June ha yanked him up and kissed him passionately without care that his face was drenched with her release. Dora was so excited at the sounds that Hermione had to grab her ass and keep it from moving so much the bed would squeak from her motions. It was arousing her as well, but having her mum pissed for disrupting their snuggle time by being loudly revealing she was exploring her sexual self with her friend was not what she wanted.

“Catch me if you can,” June had laughingly cried as she scampered towards the stairs while they heard Vincent quickly following. “You caught me big boy, so you best take me to bed and fuck me!”

They almost felt the growl from their bed from Vincent before he almost took her against the stairs, but they still heard him kiss her passionately and her dress fall to the ground as it was made with adornments that tinkled as the dress pooled at her feet. Before they knew it, the sound of her being swept off her feet and being carried with her ass in the air over his shoulders reached them with the dress jingling in his other hand. From the sudden squelching and musk, Vincent’s hand was happily checking that she was good and wet for him and June was enjoying it from her sounds of her moaning amidst her giggling I excitement. It had obviously been a wonderful date by the sounds of things and Hermione was happy for them even if she had to lock lips to keep either of their moans from disturbing the happy lovers on their way to bed.

Hermione had let her fingers slide into Dora as she rocked so deliciously into her heated sex and rubbed her tits against her own stiff ones while they continued to listen to her parents as her daddy carried her mum to bed to ravish her. The bedroom door was kicked open completely and they heard June bounce on the bed before hissing out her pleasure that he was inside her and how she loved what he was doing to her. Hermione could almost picture what they were doing with what her mum described in what he was doing and what she wanted him to do.

She had held Dora to her with her fingers inside her slippery sex as she felt their release mixing together. It had been interesting feeling Dora’s holes as her fingers were gripped by her muscle contractions. Their tongue had lashed together and Dora’s tits felt wonderful against hers, and she let the kiss go with a long drawn out sound of relaxation as Dora settled against her and they both tried to calm down. It wasn’t helped by the positively arousing things coming from her parent’s bedroom or the feel of Dora panting and pressing their lips and tits together. Hearing her mum scream out to fuck her like he meant it, that’s it maul my tits, oh yeah spank my ass, and harder fuck me harder, was not helping to calm her down.

“They sound so fucking hot, Ne,” Dora panted into her ear before nibbling on it. “It’s making me horny again. That’s it keep fingering me while I can feel your hot cunt bucking into my drooling twat. If they sound this sexy, I want to see them.”

Dora continued on that line of reasoning as even though Hermione was the one finger fucking her, the metamorphmagus was the one making her feel too inhibited. Besides, she had seen them before and they had been so fucking sexy and this time they sounded like they were both wound up unlike before when it had been her mum being hot and bothered with the dry humping Harry had given her. She knew that when they went dancing it came close to vertical sex and was mostly as sensual as it was blatantly sexual. The tango was one of the tamer dances they did even if they weren’t grinding all the time.

“Yes, Dora,” Hermione finally had hissed out in acceptance as her friend had let her tongue and hands go for her weak spots. “We can go see them just... Oh fuck yeah! Keep doing that!”

Hermione arched up again as she yanked Dora to her with her fingers buried palm deep in her pussy and ass while she felt her orgasm squirt into Dora and splash her fingers pulling down right on Dora’s spongy sensitive flesh. She had only resisted for show as Hermione wanted to see them again and considering how worked up she was last time then Dora would be the one being ridden this time. Push her on to her knees and grind against her ass while rubbing her back against her tits while mauling those no longer shrunk down mounds that were so gorgeous when Harry drenched them with his cum and better yet when Hermione was the one to aim them on like pouring butter on popcorn and then licking them off.

“You were distracted again with your thoughts,” Dora chided as she had moved her hand to make Hermione cum by stretching her with her hand using how soaking wet she was to do so. “We have a hot fuck to watch now. You are going to look like that sexy slut when you grow up, and if you are good I might take her form, but since I don’t have a feel how her muscles are shaped I won’t get it perfect.”

Hermione collapsed down after Dora stopped giving her pussy a handshake. Silently she followed Dora to open the bedroom door and her lover kissed her hard while they held hands before switching to holding the other’s flowing pussy. Dora reached over and fondled her with her free hand while Hermione did the same before their lips met in a long tongue dancing kiss which was slowly broken as the smiled goofily at each other. She had reached over and spent a few minutes suckling Dora’s other tit before Dora mirrored her until they let go when they heard the loud yelling of June that ‘She was coming and that her stud was not to stop fucking her cunt hard’. Hearing that they both shuddered at the string of dirty words that flowed as June came loud and hard, and then feeling unable to not see what sounded so fucking hot, Hermione led Dora to where they could watch as Vincent fucked June hard and fast which they could hear had not slowed which meant Vincent had fucked her through her orgasm as they walked toward a nice spot to watch the live, real and unscripted sexual frenzy.

Hiding in the shadow as she had her first night back, Hermione was slightly grateful for Dora’s hand sliding inside her as they watched the arousing sight before them. Her own fingers were moving inside Dora and the uncertainty of how she would be caressed added something to the experience that made it more thrilling. It was a bit complicated keeping from audibly moaning, but the girls found using their lips on each other and exploring as they watched to be enjoyable. Hermione felt Dora start really ratcheting up her climb to a potent orgasm and tried to drive Dora to cum when she did. Looking away from their tongue dueling to see Vincent had flipped June over and started to loudly thrust as she rocked and slammed back into him all the while they heard things along the line of, “Fuck me harder, pound my pussy, I’m not glass fucking yank on my tit, and smack that ass like you mean it,’ but that only was half of it as Vincent called June every dirty filthy thing in the book with, “take my cock deep in your cunt you cum hungry whore,’ being one of the nicer ones that they heard. Still considering how June responded to the verbal stimulation with how she fucked back with wanton lust shining in her eyes when she turned to look at him or he chose to ravish her mouth, the two girls just chalked it up to the two hot lovers fucking in front being into really dirty talk to get their passion to nuclear inferno.

It was not as if they didn’t do the same thing and Hermione knew that she liked being called some things during sex that she would otherwise gut someone with her scythes happily for saying unless her master wanted to call her whatever he wished. Hermione had wondered about that as if any of her other schoolmates called her half the things her master did she would have hung them by their entrails. On the plus side while they had gotten a large chunk of their summer homework at least planned if not completed, there was time for play to balance while Dora would enjoy shopping especially as she could changer her appearance which naturally meant more clothes unless they were one size fits all or charmed to fit any occasion and size. The odd thoughts she had before the approach to coming all over Dora’s four finger shake didn’t surprise her as Harry had told him that he did have similar leaps of intuitive logic in that pleasant state.

Hermione felt her slip down the slope from the pinnacle of pleasure as Dora had eased off on the direct stimulation although her fingers were gently moving inside her like their lips had calmed from the pre-orgasm frenzy. It was tempting to pull her drenched fingers out and taste Dora again with switching off to taste her juices running off Dora’s nimble fingers, but that would mean moving which might make noise as they were squishy wet even if her parents had been loud until Vincent had bellowed his release while June had hissed a loud drawn out sound reminiscent of saying, “yes” to their ears.

“That felt wonderful, Vincent,” June said with a pleased sound apparent to those listening as she ground her ass back as she squeezed him for some more cum in her cunt. “You really fucked my cunt like an animal, but after all that dancing and buildup it will take more than that do leave me sated. You already ate my pussy until I demanded you shove that thick long dick in my hungry twat, and I wrapped around you while you gave my pussy a good romp. You pinned me down with my legs as you controlled how much I could move before flipping me over and fucking me like a beast. All that attention to my sweet pussy, and you neglected my ass after you spent all night teasing it. How can you be so cruel to leave me needy, Vin? So get that dick over here so I can make sure you are hard and ready to pound my ass.”

“Whatever you say, lover,” Vincent said as he knee walked his cum covered dick to her face where she promptly swallowed him down like a kid with a Popsicle in the sun. “That’s it suck my cock nice and clean before getting it slobbering wet so I can give this tight and hot ass of yours a good reaming. Besides, why should I ignore such a wriggling and needy ass while you let me fuck your face?”

Vincent proceeded to fuck his dick deep and hard down June’s throat while his other hand was busy smacking her ass loudly. Hermione resumed making out with Dora and working her equally hot and flowing again cunt as she watched her daddy fuck his thick long cock down her mum’s throat while ensuring her ass was glowing from the attention his strong hand provided. She could feel how excited Dora found their voyeuristic show with how wet her wrist was, and part of her wanted to see this as much as seeing her master be the one doing that to her mum with some distant part visualizing her mum with Harry and Vincent alternating being sucked and pounding into her pussy or ass. An even more denied part wanted that to happen to her as Vincent was one of the few men he wouldn’t be concerned about and it would be only fair if Harry got to screw June senseless for her daddy to do the same to her.

She could hear and see her mum enjoying the attention and her eyes closed as she let her fantasies go while Dora drove her again over the edge. Hermione opened her eyes in time to see Vincent sink that huge dick in her mum’s ass along with the sound of enjoyment that rose up from June’s lips. It was so hot that Hermione contemplated seeing Harry doing that to her mum and any of his other lovers while watching without being able to join in and lap the cum she could see dripping from her mum’s freshly fucked cunt.

“I don’t think I can just watch anymore,” Dora breathlessly whispered in her ear as she watched Vincent slamming into her mum’s ass loudly so that their wet sweaty flesh sounded like a spanking with squishing mixed in as well. “All of that wild fucking and a cunt full of cream begging me to slurp it out before we get our turns…”

Hermione grabbed Dora as she tried to move from their seated position to crawl into the bedroom and captured her mouth swiftly. She kept the plundering of Dora’s mouth and domination of her body as she drove out how tempting it would be since it had been too damn long since Harry had fucked her last after all of the ready sating of her lust during most of the previous school year. Hermione kept Dora guessing with her lips as she used her fingers to hook onto Dora’s spot and worked it furiously to make her cum enough to listen to her.

“No, Dora, we are not going in there,” Hermione growled into her ear when she released the kiss. “If you need a good fucking slut than I will be the one providing it, my horny pet. Did you think I only had vibrators and dildos in the toy box mum gave me? I may not have a fucking machine like Sarah was contemplating buying, but I got a nice strap on since mum thought I might want to explore with a girl while hinting she had done the same when she was close to our ages. You are not the only one going through withdrawal from Harry’s thick long stretching your holes or guzzling that particularly delicious flavor of cum that he has. Daddy may have a nice cock, but my mum is using it and while I don’t doubt mum would go down on a girl while Daddy fucks her neither of us are going to be doing that tonight. You seem to forget that these pussies belong to our master and if he wants us to be all hot and bothered while begging to be permitted to come that is his choice!”

“Yes, mistress,” Dora groaned into Hermione’s demanding ear. “It just has been so long, and who besides master would he allow to stick their cock inside us. I know he doesn’t object to our using toys on each other, but you both have spoken so well of Vincent that he is probably the only guy he wouldn’t crush beneath his heel for doing so. I doubt he would let Sirius have a go with most of us even though we both know our lord has been exercising his rights and duties on the other Ladies Black except my mother. I am sorry but I really need a good pounding, mistress.”

June came loud and wild as they turned to watch them for a moment and to see they were not spotted watching them. The two girls licked their lips as they saw June orgasm and explosively drenching her thighs and his balls as he ground into her ass as she came while his hands were using her tit as a hand grip while his right hand had been spanking her to keep pace in thrusting back even though he didn’t let up on his handhold.

“Yes, keep fucking my ass,” June growled as she stopped splattering his balls with her pussy squirting. “Don’t stop when I cum just keep fucking and spanking my ass while you tug my tit. Don’t neglect either tit or ass cheek, I want to feel them in the morning!”

Hermione tore her eyes off June as her own resistance was crumbling with each passing moment and wondering if this was what her mum felt while hugging Harry as they ground their hot sexes together. She knew Harry would not have jumped past where he was to properly fuck her mum in the train station without asking and Hermione suspected that he would talk with both her mum and Vincent since unlike Cissa her mum didn’t have a useless lump who was most likely seeking for the other team while leaving her neglected. So even with as excited as she was watching her daddy fuck her mum with a flair and passion that got her drenched, Hermione was not going to let Dora or herself crawl in and add their tongues to June before waiting for Vincent to move on to sating their cock hunger.

“I know pet, it was getting me all bothered again and I think daddy has a slightly bigger dick than our master, but he is still growing and definitely knows how to use it unlike most boys,” Hermione said reassuringly before starting to scoot with Dora away from the door back to her room. “Come on now the sooner we get back to my room the sooner I can give your pussy a bit more stretching. I was hoping that we could last to Harry is here so he could ream my ass while I pound your pussy or we could have taken turns being sandwiched nicely.”

Hermione said the last as she dropped Dora on the bed where they could still hear Vincent pounding June’s ass. She dove into her toy chest and grabbed the strap on and slid it on before lining it up and running it though Dora’s soaked lips. Hermione put the head into Dora’s fully open hole and pushed in until she bottomed out with the copious amount of lubrication flowing from inside Dora’s pussy. The guttural sound of satisfaction coming from Dora’s lips as she was properly stretched again was like music to her ears. Slowly pulling back until just the head of the remarkably life like dick was just inside Dora’s channel, Hermione held it there waiting for Dora to say the magic words before giving her a good pounding and possibly doing the same to her as neglected ass.

“Please, mistress,” Dora whimpered as Hermione held her down while teasing her so after she had made sure she had one quick stretching, “fuck your pet. Can’t you see how neglected my pussy is?”

“I can see that Dora,” Hermione said while relishing how in control she felt again since she had no one here to dominate as her mum and dad ran the house. “Your poor pussy needs a good pounding, but I want you to ask nicely and beg me to fuck your tight wet cunt.”

“Please, mistress, fuck my tight wet cunt,” Dora begged as Hermione teased in almost removing the dildo from her pussy. “Shove your cock in and pound my cunt hard until I beg you to stop, and you keep fucking me because you want to do so!”

“Good girl,” Hermione said before sinking back into Dora and starting to stroke slowly inside her. “You need a good fucking and I missed having a pet to play with including teasing and making you beg. So I guess this will work out….”

Hermione leaned down and kissed her as she slowly increased her pace until the bed threatened to squeak from the speed she was driving Dora into the mattress. She wasn’t the best at wandless magic, but only internal and wandless could be used at her home until Harry got some wards put up more than the ritual ones anyways. Still it was enough to close her door as she heard her parents slowing down just a bit and it would be too quiet enough to risk their playing being heard while they switched positions or settled to her mum sucking her ass flavoring on Vincent’s well hung dick. Wanting to be better safe than sorry the only other thing beside the minor movement charms was a low level sound muffling charm to not wake her parents as she wanted to hear Dora scream as she fucked her and it would allow her to suckle her proper sized tits again.

She smiled around her mouthful of tit as Dora was being quite vocal after she had whispered that her door was practically silenced now. It really added to things to hear Dora not holding back as she pounded into her eager body. They could still hear June and Vincent as they proved that age didn’t have to mean slowing down as it was obvious that mum wanted a thorough ravishing after seeing more of Andromeda and a night of romantic dinner and dancing. Dora was enjoying a nice long string of multiple orgasms as Hermione ignored her begging to stop and let her rest until she felt her amped and ratcheted to eleven orgasm happen which would have been better if the toy could squirt her juices deep into Dora’s ridiculously spasming cunt.

“Now that was good pet,” Hermione said seeing the relief in Dora’s eyes as she had slipped the slick and lubricated toy out before it fled as she placed it to Dora’s juice overrun ass. “One more go and then you can suck it clean before we put it away for the night…”

The disbelief was delicious, and Hermione gave Dora a seeing to until they were both drenched and spent to the point that she had to crawl to Dora’s lips to have her lick the toy clean. Feeling her body weak especially her thighs and knees from her orgasms, Hermione managed to wipe the toy clean before storing it in her toy box and crawling into bed with Dora. She had the feeling morning would come quickly and her body would be resistant to moving for a few minutes. It was summer and she could laze about one morning unlike how much that idiot in Gryffindor seemed to do daily. Hermione had wondered if eating early enough would allow them to miss seeing him at breakfast, but there would be no such respite for the other meals in the day. Pestering the house elves for snacks when they were studying or practicing was one thing, but the staff would wonder where they were if they missed too many meals. It was nice that some of them took their jobs seriously even if Snape, Dumbledore, Binns and the dead stutterer had not done so, and one of them was dead and gone while one was just refusing to stop blathering in reciting a textbook in monotone.

Hermione oddly wondered if the ghost wanted to teach like that or if it was from the ministry or the board that such biased junk was assigned. Sadly the thought was extinguished as she fell asleep as she was happily sated and satisfied even if Harry was not either holding her or was partially filling her up. Still the next day would be shopping and she had to call the spa her master had told her to arrange things at and it was his anyways so she would be able to meet more of his minions. As tempting as it was, her cousin had been with more lovers than she, and yet her girls were nice even if she had not total command of them as they were all Harry’s girls. Even Dora she felt no jealousy or complaint when her master wished to enjoy time with her, but it had rubbed her wrong that Dora’s friend had made demands of her master. Penny was his already, she just didn’t know it quite yet, but Hermione wanted to be there when she made her confession even though she doubted the girl would last the whole summer. It had been hell for her and Dora, but Penny didn’t even have a girl on the side she could call up as she was likely going cold turkey for sex except masturbation. The prefect was attractive and useful, but Harry had been annoyed at Percival and visiting the Weasleys at some point would still not allow the opportunity to properly deal with the fool.

Maybe they should try to find time to learn the Animagus transformation like Professor McGonagall or the Marauders had done, but animal attacks could be passed off as the companions even though then some might look for the dangerous man killing beasts to dispose of them. She did feel a bit like a cat at times even though she was no Gryffindor recklessly jumping in without thought or believing things so easily. Hermione had been there when they had watched some of the shows with cat girls, and the concept of having cat ears that her master could play with seemed more fulfilling than even the leather cat suit she had seen. A tail wouldn’t be that bad either as her master could use that to discipline her, and it was in general possible to do things with it. Dora would likely find easier changes to bring kinky notions to enjoy, but if the transformation gave her an even better tongue to lick or taste than the benefit would be worth it.

The house stilled and the sounds of sleepy breathing came from the two bedrooms occupied by exhausted and pleasantly so people. The sun would rise soon enough and the warmth would help the girls wake up. Vincent and June would likely rise sooner as they had obligations of their own to deal with, and if they had time they did tend to have a frisky wakeup while still having a nice breakfast for the family. They would be able to talk and Vincent would finish with his morning news before the food was done while the only thing they missed was the spontaneous romps that weekend mornings had before Hermione had grown enough to remember even though they did indulge some while she was off at Hogwarts.

The sun rose and the light struck close enough for Hermione to shake her head to drive her memories of the night before from her sleepy mind. She looked at the comforting form of Dora draped over her body even though Hermione had been the one fucking her the night before as Dora had been so worked up she had to be dragged back or she would have jumped her parents while her daddy had been reaming her mum’s ass hard. Hermione had been tempted to but she had some more restraint, but it made her wonder if Dora would have initiated things if she had been stuck in that house too long with Ted as she had already tricked him into spanking her to some pleasure already. It would have been likelier if she had managed bare bottom spankings and he would have noticed when her cunt soaked his pants. Still such worries were for the future and not the present.

Hermione stretched her arm to reach the phone even as the slight motion started to rouse Dora up. She doubted that her friend would start suckling her with that grin if she was asleep. The numbers came into focus in her mind before she pressed them and listened to the dial tone of the phone. It would not take long to pick up even if it was somewhat early in the morning.

“Quit playing around Dora,” Hermione chided as she listened to the automated prompts and waited for someone to answer the phone. “I know you are awake. You do that differently when you are asleep instead of pretending to sleep while doing so.”

“Awe,” Dora said with a pout after letting the glistening nipple out of her mouth before giving the other a few moments attention. “I wanted to see how long I could do that before I got you bothered enough to move my lips to yours. Either that or see how long until you started humping me, but you had to ruin my fun already. Now I am going to get this other one nice shiny and stiff before I have some sweet juice to start my day.”

Dora continued to do that and Hermione had to bite off her moaning from it as she listened to the music and waited for the receptionist to pick up. To make matters worse, Dora had her hands with one stirring her pussy to a nice frothy consistency while her other was toying with her slick and stiff nipple that was not inside Dora’s mouth suffering the lavishing shapeshifting tongue and slowly opening larger lips to swallow her whole tit and some of it sliding down her throat. It wasn’t fair that Dora would use her metamorphmagus abilities to get her wriggling beneath her.

The music stopped and Hermione bit her lip to keep from letting a long guttural moan of pleasure from her twitching lips. She heard some background sounds on the phone as it finally connected to an available person, and Hermione was grateful that Dora wasn’t being loud or moving her fingers enough that her pussy was not yet making squishing and slurping sounds. At least her lover was just slowly teasing instead of trying to make her scream her pleasure out regardless of someone listening to them.

“Emerald Lotus Spa, Liz speaking,” the cheerful voice answered while Hermione could hear some obvious discussions though not clearly enough to pick up most of the words in the background. “How may I help you?”

Hermione cleared her throat while Dora released her lips from around her tit and moved her juice slick fingers to her mouth before winking at her. Her friend offered her a taste of her fresh juices before withdrawing her fingers to run down her face while she smiled at Hermione with a naughty grin that promised it would be trying not to reveal she was getting her pussy eaten for breakfast. She was not as good at poker as Harry who could likely give an oration without showing even Dora was milking his dick with her throat, but the thrill and risk of being caught was increasing how pleasurable Dora’s playing was feeling.

“Hello Liz,” Hermione said as Dora slipped down to have some sweet juice before they had their breakfast. “Could I speak with Kat please?”

“Miss Kate is busy right now,” Liz said wondering if the girl calling had mispronounced as she shouldn’t know about Mistress Kat. “Is there something I can do? Do you wish to know about our services, prices, membership rates, or hours?”

Despite Dora lapping at her parted folds, Liz just seemed to irritate Hermione to the point that she wished she could find a way to choke her through the phone. Hermione closed her eyes and tried to calm her frustration while Dora started to flick her tongue into her slowly flowing pussy. It was so tempting to yell at the girl while Dora fucked her with her tongue, but she needed to get the appointment made correctly and not the wrong kind.

“I was told to ask for her by name, and no offense Liz,” Hermione continued with a growl as the girl didn’t just do as she asked, “but I don’t want to waste time in dealing with other things as I don’t need to know about all the services, membership rates, hours, or the fees. If I wanted to know, I would have called Miss Sarah or Master Harry and asked them to arrange things.”

Liz had a sharp intake of breath at her name dropping, and Hermione knew that she should press it a bit more. The girl was definitely off kilter at her implications, but the girl had to be new not to do such a decent job in covering things up. Her playing off asking for Kat with her official Kate was at least showing some promise, but the business required a bit more on the ball despite how tempting it felt with Dora eating her out to terrify the girl to the point of soaking her panties with both arousal and pissing herself in fear.

“Now my name Liz is Hermione Granger,” Hermione said sweetly while twisting the knife into the girl’s heart while stroking her fear, “and I want you to put me through to Kat right now or I will ask the boss if he wouldn’t mind arranging a meeting to discuss things. Can you do that for me sweetie, or will I have to show you why the boss picked me over my cousin Alice as well as how both of us are more than capable of bringing Miss Sarah to task?”

Hermione could hear the palling of Liz during her too sweetly delivered promise that was far more than a threat. She could almost hear how hard the girl’s pulse was racing and how she went from calm to sweat soaked in the terror wafting off her flushed skin and her dilated and frightened eyes. Hermione was well aware that the contracts allowed for corporal punishments in addition to the more conventional ones, and Sarah had been a mistress and dominant enough to get a girl so aroused from her punishment to beg to be fucked. Liz likely was aware of that and speculated that she would spank or whip the girl before using her with her previous consent in punishment.

“Yes, Mistress Hermione, I will put you through to Mistress Kat right away,” Liz said while trembling before switching her to hold before quickly connecting back. “Mistress Kat will speak to you now.”

“Hello Hermione,” Kat said with a sensual purr as the grapevine had discussed and been filled with rumors about the boss’s closest hands. “What may I and the Emerald Lotus do for you today? I did wonder when the boss would mention our little piece of heaven here.”

“I need to arrange some primping and more pampering for Dora, my mum and me,” Hermione said as she arched into Dora’s questing tongue before beginning to outright hump into Dora’s mouth. “Are there any good clothes shop nearby as well as Dora needs an entire wardrobe as her mother is a bit repressive and we want to look good while with Harry on some gorgeous French topless beaches? Definitely want a spa pampering with massage and other stuff with maybe some trimming for mum and me as Dora has complete control of that among other things.”

“So when do you have time available?” Kat asked as she wondered if Harry had informed her about the amenities her rank and status offered her but shrugged it off as not something to get into right now. “There are a few shops around that are decent and it took a bit but there is an onsite one as well with a tailor we are working to get for customized fittings in addition to modifying the uniforms for the spa and the other businesses. A topless beach would be fun, but I have to ask how delicious you looked in the pictures Harry, Alice and Anne have of you. So do you want the complete package including full massage with happy ending, moisturizing, full body hair care, and that one has a waiting list if you want the best normally as Jamie is an artist when it comes to hair whether it is on your head or elsewhere. So you want an appointment for three with our best for some primping for the beach and pampering to feel better, Hermione?”

“Yes,” Hermione hissed out as Dora attacked her clit with suction while her tongue writhed, wriggled and wormed inside her before dropping down onto the bed. “When do you have an opening?”

“Whenever you want, Hermione,” Kat answered with a giggle as she became aware of what the girl was doing. “Harry should have told you that we do move things around for employees and you technically work directly for the boss so there are more benefits. To be honest, you and the rest of Harry’s inner circle can walk in without an appointment and almost always get the best right away. Hell girl, if you wanted a few party favors to entertain you and anyone else, you just have to ask even as I know Miss Sarah has done so. I must say that you sound sexy even while trying to not reveal what you are doing.”

“So sometime today works as we were going to take Dora clothes shopping anyways,” Hermione said as she blushed while Dora continued lapping her towards orgasm again. “Dora just needs a wardrobe to be as sexy as she is and how skilled her sharp tongue can be.”

“How nice, but the boss doesn’t share easily at times,” Kat said with a moan of her own as she had been likewise enjoying her pussy being licked. “Still he always seems to find such hot girls and sexy women as you and the rest. Does early afternoon work or mid-morning as we do provide food with the pampering although your mum might not approve of the cheese, fruit and wine samplers? I think to be memorable you should make an appointment for the primping and a second pampering when Alice and Anne visit as the rumor mill is certain that they are going with on the trip.”

“I hear I am not the only one being entertained right now,” Hermione said as she began to rhythmically thrust her hips into Dora’s lapping. “Mum probably won’t have issues if the wine is not excessive so smaller containers, and it does seem that Harry does have the devil’s luck when it comes to women, but that makes up for those vermin he had to tolerate for too long. The second pampering sounds nice and I haven’t caught up to see if they need some trim and styling either but it is probably likely that they do. Not sure on the specific time but sometime closer o early afternoon so we have time to get clothing for Dora although she can share some of mine I suppose. So is it any easier than the usual has been which is so much better than shaving or waxing would be.”

“As I said, Jamie is an artist when it comes to hair care regardless of if it is on your head or elsewhere,” Kat gasped out before growling and holding her entertainer to her sex as she poured into the eagerly swallowing mouth. “We use the new technique which is as smoothing as waxing without the painful yanking for most areas although Jamie prefers to trim and style instead of waxing in the bikini areas. That oil you came up with has been a big seller and I don’t know if the boss told you, but he arranged for a percentage to go to you as the inventor which is placed into a separate account for your expenses and the like. It has been really popular and it is not just in the spa but the toy shop as well. I find it quite useful myself and I will have to thank you for that, as it makes a much better lubricant and the revitalizing as well as restorative aspects are very nice. So I suppose we will see you then, and just call when you want the second appointment made. There are a number of female masseuses that want to thank you for that oil as it makes their jobs easier as well.”

“Well it is good to know other people appreciate it, and the spending money is a nice thing,” Hermione said as Dora pulled out the next level of toys and began to lubricate her with the oil they were mentioning which it sounded like Kat was giggling in glee as her entertainer who had been muffled so Hermione could not tell if it was boy or girl was likewise making sure she was prepared. “I guess we will see you soon as I think talking is about to become an issue for both of us. I knew the oil was up to what I wanted, but I should have realized it would be so popular. Need to get wrapped up in time for breakfast anyways, talk to you later Kat.”

“Of course, Hermione, I look forward to your visit,” Kat purred before moaning as she felt her sex get some more attention while Dora slid the decent sized toy into her before bending down and suckling one of Hermione’s flushed and aching for attention tits. “I agree we are both about to be occupied quite nicely, and you must tell me of some of your adventures sometime. You do sound like a girl after my own heart, and according to rumors you two were his firsts in most things. So see you in a few hours then, darling.”

Hermione heard the phone click before she struggled to set it down as Dora bottomed out in her once more. It was not the same as Harry as a toy could come close but not feel the same inside her. Her lover took her on a quick ride where she sucked and toyed with her body much to her satisfaction. As the advantage of this was that Hermione didn’t know the tempo or force that Dora would use, she could imagine Harry was doing this or more accurately that Harry was pounding Dora into her as that had been a fun experience for them while being doubled up was nice to even with one being a barely body temperature toy sliding inside her. The previous night had been fun as well pounding into Dora as she pinned the girl to the bed and they had moved past vibrators and working toys in with their hands to tying one on and letting Dora feel the delicious feeling of being stretched and a warm body pressed into hers.

Dora ground into her shuddering body and the two sweat clad girls held each other before Dora rolled off Hermione and unstrapped the toy to clean it and place it away before they showered. Their hands would obviously wander a bit while showering, and yet they would still make it out before June had to come looking for them as they really needed to rinse off while the room aired out. It was wonderful not to feel so frustrated here compared to the overly mindful snooping her mother made her endure at her house, and Dora was finally relaxed now from things with the promise of real clothes that were not almost completely antiquated in a near Victorian style. Well her clothes weren’t that bad, and some of those styles could be made to look quite thrilling from the occasional muggles wearing them as they had drove to Hermione’s home.

While Dora knew that the Victorians had not been as prudish as they appeared what with hiding things from being openly sexual, but that the time had been about propriety in public and a lady was as proper in public society as she was wicked with her lover. She didn’t believe that it had all been lie back and think of Queen and Country while your husband gets you with child, but most women would have been as horny then as they are now with things just a bit more concealed. They had come up with table massagers that had been for therapeutic value, but Dora doubted some enterprising women hadn’t used them as the first vibrators or that some toys were not just for children.

“It was just hiding them in plain sight,” Dora murmured as she made sure Hermione was clean and let the pulsing shower head rinse of her lovers sex while she soaped and toyed with her breasts as it was obvious that Hermione was on her way to a nice wet cum while the water would rinse off the stickiness of her juices. “I don’t doubt that as proper as Victorian women were that they didn’t have some sex toys that appeared innocent at first compared to the blatant sexuality of Roman, Greek or others from antiquity. They likely had things that were designed to push the limits of things considering what the more banned writings had, and it would not surprise me if the original horses were not just for whipping especially if it could move.”

Dora didn’t notice her words or their effect on Hermione while the pulsing water and her hands quickly got Hermione to one last pre-breakfast orgasm, and in her daze the kiss was enjoyable but her mind was out of it even as Hermione returned the favor with cleaning and soaping her friends body. Hermione didn’t pay attention to her lover’s mutterings even as they became interrupted with her mind’s free associated impressions of what her playing with Dora’s body and directly stimulating her clit with the water as well as her mound as Hermione fondled amidst lathering Dora’s firm, responsive and swollen tits. Hermione smiled as she released the kiss that she had enjoyed while keeping Dora from screaming loudly when she came. In the back of her mind, Hermione had the seeds of researching all the concealable and historic toys that would pass mustard as being just innocent children’s toys, but feeling Dora and her stomachs demands for food they didn’t linger in drying off as much as they would enjoy. Besides, it would have been unsuccessful as one area would keep getting wet if they did so.

The girls had moved into pulling on their clothes and Dora borrowed some of Hermione’s even though it meant she had to tweak her form just a little bit so as to not damage them with her slightly different sizes while they were still tight and outlined her curves somewhat as she had tossed on one of the shirts her mother had packed. As fun as it would be having Vincent sputter at her tits in skin tight almost painted on top, Dora wanted to not be too much of a tease until the beach when she could let the girls out to breath and see how many went into a daze. If she was going to show off, Dora would do so when it would be the most enjoyable and hanging off Harry’s arm while doing so would be the time while causing men and women’s heads to hurt from snapping back and forth trying to drink their appearance into their minds.

“Morning, mum,” Hermione said as she and Dora finally made their way down for some food. “I made a phone call or two and got some places we can get Dora dressed. Also, we have an appointment at the Emerald Lotus after shopping, and don’t worry about things with that as I believe most of the day is complimentary as a favor from a friend.”

“How sweetie, your aunt and I have been trying to get an appointment since it opened?” June asked her daughter in shock as Vincent was going over the paper as he ate. “There is normally a waiting list and some of the services are expensive from what I have heard.”

“Hermione said not to worry Mrs. Granger so you don’t need to worry about it,” Dora said with a giggle as she dunked her sausages in the syrup in her waffles. “I know we haven’t really talked much about it, but Harry found out about his family businesses and despite the slander the Dursleys said the Potters are an old and sufficiently invested family to have some businesses of note. He has had a financial adviser going over things since before Yule, and knowing the owner does help in getting admittance.”

“Harry owns the Emerald Lotus which already has a reputation that royalty and nobility along with the rich and famous have to make appointments,” June said in shock as she looked at Vincent who had been ignoring the conversation since the word shopping came up. “What else about your best male friend should I know, dear? Has this turned into some bizarre pauper prince story or something? I thought I told you not to call me that a sit makes me feel old.”

Hermione and Dora winced at that as while not necessarily royalty Harry did qualify for landed nobility. The depth of things that Dumbledore had hidden from Harry for some noble good was rather shocking, and the blatant attempt to have him more ignorant that Hermione would have been without the orientation packet was telling. Still telling your mum or your friend’s mum about your best male friend being wealthy and rich nobility did not seem like a simple thing right now as Dora had discovered more of her own family’s history than her mother had ever revealed.

“While the Potters are not exactly royalty although I think they are still considered nobility by the crown, June,” Dora began as she fidgeted a bit under the increasing glare. “They are as I said an old family, and probably one of the oldest families in Britain able to trace their heritage and some holdings to the time before Cassivellaunus and Julius Caesar’s invasions. The Romans came and what would become House Potter survived and prospered through their occupation and the following ones. The magical world does have records going further back and not all met similar ends in government redacting history to fit their world views. Suffice it to say, Harry has to go through a lot of other paperwork and training before he officially comes of age while learning to manage some of the vast estate. My mother’s family was similar although they had preferred to forget where most of their fortune came from in rental properties and similar interests in recent generations.”

“Harry was a bit shocked to go from having to do odd chores to have even spending money to inheriting businesses and other things,” Hermione added as she winced at the shock on their faces. “He had set up a bit of a business for kids around him wanting some pocket money with helping around the neighborhood pulling weeds, mowing the lawn, and other things while not violating employment laws too much. Still he saw that things could be better and with his financial advisers had set things up to expand it with his no longer needing to worry about money to support himself as the Dursleys were reluctant to spend any pence more than necessary. I was a bit distant when I found out as some of the things were shocking about Harry’s life.”

“Harry questioned everything when he found out, June,” Dora continued as Hermione was very confused about her reactions at the time. “Why was he there among them, but he was relieved when he found they couldn’t rob him of his fortune like some fictional villains would. Hermione was distant during Yule because Harry found out that those people were receiving money to care for him while it turned out that his mother had majority ownership of where his uncle worked. If Harry hadn’t been as ambitions in doing odd jobs around the neighborhood, they would have dressed him in his cousin’s cast offs still and all of that while hogging the food as they were somehow kept from proper investigations from CPS.”

“He put it behind him and arranged to live somewhere else with of all people Alice’s recent minder supervising him and ensuring that the older kids he helped get pocket money were placed with jobs once they could or wished,” Hermione said while trying to not reveal how far the corporation went. “Bureaucratic paperwork still needed to be dealt with and for all practical purposes Harry is emancipated with Miss Sarah helping him get an understanding of the businesses he will be responsible for when he is older. Unfortunately with Harry’s status among our school’s populous and the rest, it will be frustrating keeping Harry from getting bogged down in what he needs to know and restoring the mess that occurred from mismanagement while he was at the Dursleys. Harry can give opinions in how he wants things to go, but outright orders will be something he grows into later. The Spa was a mix of investment and greater benefits from what he mentioned.”

“Ok, so your and Alice’s ragamuffin friend turns out to be close to a Dickenson pauper denied his real heritage and resources,” June said as she looked at Vincent who was trying to ignore all of this right now as the possibility of their daughter’s friend being abused among other things was more important at the moment than the fatherly impulse to keep all boys far from her as Harry seemed like a good boy even with all these other facts revealed about him now. “We have an appointment at a very exclusive and in demand spa thanks to Harry, and we need to take Dora shopping before the trip. Are there any more surprises you have to share with us, sweetie?”

Hermione and Dora looked at each other to see what more they should reveal. Neither of them planned to shout they were lovers or had sex with a number of other girls and Harry, but there were some other things to better cushion her family from the mind blowing total that she had kept from them already. Definitely not telling about the Wizarding World’s dirty secrets or the danger it could really be either. McGonagall had pretty much glossed over the recent past for the most part although Harry Potter the Boy-Who-Lived had been mentioned, but it seemed the troubles had been downplayed for muggle parents as it seemed that an infusion of muggleborn magical blood would be needed after the disastrous decrease in population that had really occurred which could have been far worse if it had continued.

Well that was not mentioning the bizarre fact that Harry and his family were staying in South Western England near Cornwall where Godric Gryffindor had been born and the town renamed Godric’s Hallow after the Secrecy Statutes in 1689. That had been off as his more recent ancestors had lived near Hertfordshire and Essex with some possibly from Cambridgeshire where Salazar Slytherin had been born, but while it would explain why he could speak Parseltongue than it would have had to have been a dirty secret of the Potters who it seemed had been Gryffindors almost as long as the Weasleys had been so. Still there was the rumors that some of Harry’s ancestors had also lived in that Hallow which some of the original Boy-Who-Lived fanatics had used to try to link their savior to Godric and thus why he should have been in that house. They knew that the whole history was not known, but the Potter ancestors linearly had been from north of the Thames and close to what had been for a while the Kingdom of Essex with its ties to the Kingdoms of Mercia during the age of Camelot. It would be funny if their master was related to Gryffindor and Slytherin while being sorted into Ravenclaw, but it was not relevant at this time and would take a while to backtrack all the ancestral branches even if it seemed too much of a coincidence.

For all Dora knew Harry could be related to the mythic Ignotus Peverell of the story ‘The Tale of the Three Brothers’ in the children’s storybook The Tales of Beedle the Bard. It had been one of the few bits of Wizarding Culture that her peers had grown up knowing that Dora had managed to read as it didn’t really have much of the pureblood propaganda that her mother was trying to shield her from encountering as well as the other beliefs of House Black. Having an inherited invisibility cloak was no proof of that and there were some such cloaks that lasted for more than several decades although it had felt different than she recalled Demiguise fur felt like from her classes was no proof of the matter. Oddly the last official family to claim to be descendants was the Gaunt Family who also claimed to be the Heirs of Slytherin with the mention of a Marvolo Gaunt claiming to be descended from Cadmus Peverell through the female line. The low power wizard who had not been admitted to Hogwarts and died along with his son along the way had been discovered with some digging as Lady Silver had asked about other known descendants of her former master. She had not mentioned more on the subject as Dora had seen how ashamed she was for any of her master’s descendants to have fallen that far even if the arrogance sounded so like Cadmus from that tale. So arrogant as to wish to humiliate death further by recalling others from death, Cadmus being Voldemort’s ancestor would make some sense.

If the Dark Lord was from that line, Dora didn’t doubt why he was insane as the records surrounding the arrests of Marvolo and his son Morfin had been somewhat explicit in their delusions. The daughter one Merope Gaunt had according to the records she had seen in the Library which had a copy at the Ministry was that Auror Bob Ogden had confronted them and that one of the muggles the last Gaunt males had tormented had been one that Merope had been pining after, but the record did not mention the muggle man’s name. Now given the utter contempt that the Gaunt men showed for muggle according to the record as well as their disdain for the Statutes of Secrecy in openly cursing muggles, if You-Know-Who was the descendant of the Gaunt daughter and a muggle then it would explain some of the actions he took. Being descended from someone who lathed muggles as filthy, dirt-veined muggles and a minor muggle with some money, the so called Dark Lord would have had a self-loathing outlook and buried any hope to identify his birth parents as while Marvolo was strong enough to use a wand it seemed Merope was almost a squib in her magic. Lady Silver had called that line a bastard line that Salazar had not recognized when she had presented her evidence while Harry had not been around for it as he had been meeting with Susan and Hannah as she knew now.

“Um, Dad, I know you like your motorbike as well as golfing even if I don’t get repeatedly hitting a ball to walk to it and hit it again until it gets to fall in a hole, but you know that course you were trying to get a membership at still,” Hermione said fidgeting a bit as her daddy lowered his paper again to look at her in interest. “Well Harry sort of doesn’t just have a membership, but he inherited it as well. We were trying to downplay exactly how much Harry will be responsible for when he comes of age, but even though he could probably buy the town he is rather frugal about spending money while understanding when quality is important. I know Alice is being quiet about this as it will be bad enough keeping the magical well-wishers away from Harry when she and Anne join us at school next year, but I wasn’t exactly being flowery or poetic with saying Harry is nobility in both worlds. On the plus side, so far no evidence of worrying about Paparazzi or their equivalents. The down side is that when it does come out people will always wonder who his real friends are and who is hanging around for what he can do for them.”

“We will talk about all of these things later,” Vincent said as his mind was a whirl with these upsets. “Your mum and you kids are supposed to go shopping today, and letting all of these new facts complicate things won’t help get that done. That does not mean that this is over just that there are more important concerns at the moment, and my only concern is how this will affect our family especially if you will be safe during the vacation?”

“I agree with your father, Hermione, as this is just tabled for the moment as we have a more immediate concern to deal with than Harry turning into a pauper prince,” June said with a frown as it would explain some of the changers that young Harry went through when she saw him last and why his already attention drawing confidence had improved even if it didn’t explain why she had been putty in his hands or how hot he had made her to the point she had been about ready to free his quickly matured cock and slid it into her soaked pussy when he was hugging her. “Today is about getting Dora ready for the trip and we girls pampered while if it is as good as it sounds then Alice and Anne will want some time there as well to be only fair even though they won’t be here for a few days still. I know I have put off some things with how hectic things have been, and Dora dear, as friendly as your mother was there is no reason to smother you so. I think the only ones I saw worse in smothering were that Weasley family you pointed out at the station, but considering how unsafe it seems things were until recently that might make sense as well.”

June stopped talking and settled down to her own food while images of how close she had come to being fucked by her daughter’s best male friend in a public place came to her mind’s eye. It was nice to know that regardless of how young she was and looked that she could still get some attention, but with Harry sporting a ready dick while away at a boarding school with her daughter as well as the eye pleasing Dora there is a chance that some explorations had already happened. She trusted Hermione and knew that her daughter likely was confused and prying would just make things worse; however, the spa would be relaxing enough that the girls might let things slip even though it risked her revealing things in her similarly blissfully content state.

Soon enough the food was away and the girls off by car to the spa. Pulling up to the place, June was trying not to gape as there was plenty of parking and in some ways the exterior was set up similarly to a high scale restaurant with valet parking and a roman theme in the columns and marble entranceway along with the abundant plants and water features. There was a decently attractive brunet in an eye pleasing uniform that was a fine mix in traditional and sensual elegance.

“Welcome to the Emerald Lotus Spa, my name is Liz,” the perky brunet said while her eyes swept over them with an evaluating eye. “How can we be of service today?”

“Hello again Liz,” Hermione said with a slight nod to the girl who’s eyes widened at her voice. “Granger party of three, we have an appointment with Kat now.”

“Yes, Miss Hermione,” Liz said with only the slightest bit of apprehension as the rumors didn’t do the young woman and her friend justice let alone her mum. “I will let her know right away.”

Liz picked up the phone and dialed to get Kat while June looked at the girl who seemed to have gone from exuberantly giddy to submissively docile. Turning her look to Hermione, June raised her eyebrow in question while giving her daughter a look indicating she wanted to know what was going on right now.

“Liz was a bit hesitant to connect me to Kat earlier, and Harry told me to ask for her by name,” Hermione said with a shrug as Dora looked wide-eyed at the spa’s interior. “He wanted to send Dora some money to get clothes she would like and have Dora get some for me as well when she went to town, but there were problems with that although when we can go he planned to make a day of it. Unfortunately, Alice and Anne won’t be able to go with us until the year after that which seems unfair at times.”

“Miss Granger, Kat will be with you in a few moments,” Liz said gulping at the response she had received from the woman. “Have you had something to eat and would you like some food arranged during your visit?”

“Yes, I believe we will Liz,” Hermione answered before her mother could. “We had a bit of breakfast, but a full day of pampering and the like will need some food along the way. If you could arrange that while we wait? Also I believe Kat said there were some dress shops along the way as well.”

Liz nodded and began to make some calls to arrange things including for there to be time to get some outfits even if not their bathing suits of choice. While she did that, Hermione, Dora and June moved to the side where there were comfortable furniture and men and women in uniforms milling about with various juices, water, and other things to drink. It was a bit wasteful she supposed, but considering that past the lobby was the spa itself and the clientele demanded privacy in most if not all cases it was understandable. They chatted a bit before a gorgeous woman approached them and smiled at them.

“Hello, Hermione and friends, it is a pleasure to talk to you in person, my name is Kat and I believe we have an appointment,” Kat said as she continued to smile while being very attention getting with her body language and tone of voice. “I believe this is mostly a pampering session, correct? Excellent, is there anything in particular you wish to enjoy. There is a massage, soaking in the Jacuzzis, and the total care package available.”

“That sounds lovely, Kat and I am June Granger,” June said as she thought on it and being pampered would be nice. “It has been a stressful bit of time, and a massage and Jacuzzi soak sounds nice to start. We can get our hair and nails done as well among other things later today, correct?”

“Yes, that is easily done,” Kat said as she looked at the woman that barely looked old enough to be Hermione’s older sister yet was her mother who she wouldn’t mind playing with at all. “Three lovely ladies who are going to be the eye catchers on the beach according to Hermione here, and you must be Dora and I can see that while you are gorgeous you could do with some pampering as well. Jamie is a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to hair styling, but she always finds the best fit for a person as you can see. So let’s get started then.”

Kat led them through the changing areas and let them change as she kept a light conversation going before leading them to one of the massage rooms. It was a bit girly compared to some of the others with soft music playing, candles and colors more to a ladies taste preference. Arranging for the ladies to have female masseuse was not complicated even though June understood how nice a man’s hands working the stress out was enjoyable even if they were professionals there was less chance of her slipping with a girl and all.

“Good morning, I am Sandy and these are my sisters Candy and Mandy,” Sandy said with a smile at them while they wore an appealing yet practical ensemble as the light reflected off her blond with brown hair while gesturing to her fellow triplets Candy with reddish brown hair and Mandy with light brown to blond hair. “We will be your masseuses today and if you have any preferences for what you want us to do just let us know. So shall we get started?”

The three ended up on adjustable massage tables in the same room although they could have had private rooms instead. The cushions were comfortable underneath them with a memory-foam that contoured to their bodies easily yet supported them covered with what was one nicely warmed and easily wiped clean leather like material. The girls mentioned that the cushions could be warmed with a setting and they were thinking about getting one that had independent controlled massaging areas so they could massage both sides at the same time even though they would still work their magic fingers through the skin to reach the muscles and release the tension and strain built up from life.

The music selection changed to what they would find comfortable and the room was altered to their other preferences with specific lighting and scents that appealed to their tastes. A number of options were discussed, and in the end they chose warm scented oil to be massaged into their bodies with the full body massage from head to toe missing nothing in between. They were all girls here even though June knew she more than enjoyed the care of another woman and suspected that Hermione and Dora were at least experimenting. It was not as if they had to have these adorable masseuses massage their insides as well as their outside, but June suspected that if they offered she would take them up on it even though she would be too lost in the pleasure to pay attention if the girls chose the same option. Men were not the only one to ask for happy endings, but June knew it normally only happened to repeat customers and sometimes VIPs.

“Would knowing the owner make them VIPs enough for that bonus?” June mussed barely audible as she felt the nimble yet surprisingly strong fingers working the knots in her back out before starting with a backrub around her shoulders. “Meh, I should just enjoy this right now and worry about other things later. Still need to get Dora some clothes for the beach since the ones she brought were last century. I might see about something riskier than normal since I won’t have as much worry about bothersome prudes in southern France.”

Her mussing trailed off as Sandy moved down from her shoulders to her upper back. June started moaning as more tension seemed to flow out of her body. Vincent did this often enough at home, but there was a difference between a talented amateur and a professional and Sandy was definitely a professional at this as she seemed to find aches and knots she hadn’t even known she had. She hoped the girls were enjoying this as well. This place definitely needed to be recommended, but she really didn’t want to know how much this normally cost. Kat had said not to worry and while this wasn’t the sampler that their coupon drew people in to try they did not have to worry about the price as she knew that it was already paid for by the boss.

Harry had almost got her worked up to the point of aiming his thick hard dick to her gushing cunt when he had been enjoying her hug, and now he had treated her to a very expensive spa vacation even if it was just a day trip one. He just looked closer to a man than a boy while it seemed that her daughter was growing up quicker than she would like even though her friend Dora was growing in all the right places nicely as well. Hermione would likely explore the rest of her sexuality with Harry and she didn’t feel to upset about it as Harry didn’t seem the sort to ruin her reputation or treat her horribly. He was a nice boy that seemed to have inherited a very impressive dick that her daughter would likely take after her in playing with if they weren’t already doing more than just playing doctor by now. Alice likely was exploring with Anne similarly to how Hermione was with Dora as their body language suggested, but Alice was the more precocious cousin while Anne seemed to have been somewhat more childish in comparison.

Before June got around to contemplating when the girls were likely to start using fingers and hands on each other with tasting things likely following, Sandy had eased a sting of strained muscles her evening fuck had aggravated a bit. Dora was added to her maternal concerns especially with how Andy was raising her, and June was grateful that Hermione and Harry had befriended the girl while her other friends were already having somewhat lengthy boyfriends for their age. She couldn’t give Dora a toy box of her own given how Andy was, but she could help Hermione pick some for her friend to have some options as well as borrow some except for the whole magic killing electric toys she had mentioned. They would likely ask around older girls for equivalent charms from what of her daughter’s schoolbooks she had read.

June felt like kicking herself for how little of recent history was in Hermione’s History of Magic book, or she would have known more of the recent dilemmas. Her friend did provide more security than she had hoped Hermione would need from the elitists that had been mentioned. She hoped it would have been as wonderful as McGonagall had painted, but her daughter not being in that woman’s house had been a blessing in disguise as her Hermione might have started hiding more than she needed to do. Hermione likely wouldn’t tell her about experimenting with Dora until she had worked some things out, but she would be there to hopefully keep her daughter from the same problems she had experienced in life.

Sandy started to move back up and down her arms and her limbs started to feel feather light and nice. She definitely would go for the manicure after the Jacuzzi even if her nails were not the worse they had ever been. Nails, hair, and a face moisturizing would help for on the beach while looking her best. June planned on some fun with Vincent and May while on their vacation, and they might pick up some playmates as well since the kids likely would entertain themselves at times. She didn’t plan on letting Harry seduce her with his legal looking body. Well not this summer, but giving him a test ride when legal to make sure he would take good care of her little girl would not be inconsiderable. By then his dick might even outside Vincent’s nice filling one, but he always did a good job in making her feel full without being painfully so unlike that one toy she had kept far from Hermione as she would have to work her way up to being stretched at least as much as being fisted. She didn’t do it often, but Vincent had managed to get her double fisted but she had been spent afterwards. A pussy could stretch enough to pass a baby, but it could get painful if one didn’t work their way up, and it tended to leave her soaked in sweat and drenched between her thighs. The massage was already doing a good job in forming a slight puddle beneath her pussy as it was, but her eyes moved to the relaxed sigh her daughter made before she seemed to be trying to clear her throat to say something.

“We really should see about having Alice and Anne join us next time at the least,” Hermione said as she felt the exquisitely talented hands working her body over in a complete massage while her mum and Dora were on the tables next to her. “This is very nice…”

Her nose picked up the faint flowery scent mixed into the oil, but the feel and the rest made it obvious that her oil idea had become very popular. They would have to do this more as she felt the soothing affect as Candy ran her hands from her head to her toes working all of the stress and strain out while her legs had parted and Hermione was grateful the material while nice on her skin could easily be cleaned. Eventually glistening and relaxed they were eased onto their backs and the process was repeated. It was a good thing her voice was so reluctant to sound while Candy’s hands worked the warm scented oil into her skin. The girl worked her breasts over and Hermione felt the wetness flow from her sex and the music and chatter of the girls kept it from being obvious that all three were being worked over to orgasm.

Hermione just went with it and let Candy massage her dripping pussy to a nice release before she leaned in and asked if she wanted the full massage with extras. She made an agreeable sound and it seemed the others did to as the girls slick fingers began to toy with her aroused and inviting sex. Warm and glistening fingers massaged her as expertly inside as they had out and Hermione barely lifted into the fingers moving so deliciously against that spongy patch of nerve filled flesh.

She came hard yet quiet as she was finding it too difficult to speak or make any real sound except moans and sighs of pleasure. Hermione rolled her head and groaned in relief before Candy slithered her tongue inside the freshly washed with her lubricant of the oil inside before it ran down her ass to drip like her sweat passed through the oil sheen. Eventually she felt her next orgasms die down and Candy stop slurping her juices before the three gorgeous masseuses helped move the nude women to the adjoining room with Jacuzzis after most of the oil had been absorbed into their skin like sunscreen or moisturizers.

They didn’t talk about anything real important as they soaked in the nice water and the masseuses had stopped back with sampler trays of fruit, cheese and wine which June was mellow about as the girls did need to relax and this was no different than Hermione having a half glass with dinner at home or at a restaurant anyways. It was very relaxing and as they were done with their soak they moved to the next step of the days pampering and had their nails and hair or at least above their neck done. Neither Hermione nor June need to do any trimming just yet since by the time the massage was done they planned on a return when her niece and friend came over before Harry did for joining on the trip while Dora could modify things as she pleased. Still Dora got a better idea in how to tweak her hair while the moisturizing mask was on and their nails were manicured and toes pedicured.

“Definitely coming back,” June said with a smile as she felt hands working through her hair lathering before styling while her body felt so relaxed. “Might need to tell the friends about this…”

Jamie smirked as she did her magic on the gorgeous ladies hair, and hoped she wanted a trim next time as Sandy had gossiped about how good she tasted and Mandy and Candy were positively gushing about their own taste sampling. The woman took good care of herself, but she could use a slight trimming since they were chatting about summer on the beach plans. Dora was a slight frustration as her hair seemed to try to revert before she had whispered her question and got the response. Such a gorgeous girl and she wouldn’t be able to practice her artistry on her, but maybe to demonstrate how it should be then Dora could be her canvas to explore on.

It was a shame it was so difficult to sculpt her long black and mostly straight hair, but the long hair looked good on her even if she had to wear clothes for this session instead of her preferred just overly wide fishnet bodysuit. Her hair did frame her face and curl nicely over her nicely full creamy breasts while her favorite shade of lipstick was thankfully very difficult to leave marks or she would have left kiss marks when she gave head or lapped a freshly trimmed pussy. It was easier to sculpt her bush to the little triangle above while cleaning the rest including any that would get in the way of her being rimmed. Dora smelled nice and she had seen the occasional shifting of her tongue when she licked her lips and Jamie found the thought of a tongue that could change its size let alone vibrate to be very tempting as she did end up sixty-nine-ing often enough while if a guy was really good and lasted through her taste test and she was in the mood to see about trying out his larger looking cock. Jamie had done a few shavings for the film stars, but these three were going to be her masterpieces well and the rest of the master’s inner circle as she had already started with Miss Sarah, Miss Amanda and Miss Claire.

No use crying over spilt milk, and she had plenty of happy repeat customers anyways. Now if she could talk the boss into a trim so she could really explore with her tongue without hair getting the way then she would be happy. Jamie could hope to get her spot on the list sooner than later, but considering how enthusiastic the gossip was then Jamie didn’t feel bad for either the younger ladies while wondering when the mother would get her pussy drenched with his slightly addicting cream. They knew that it was, but it was tolerable more so than just being teased considering how Alice and Anne had gotten before the Yule celebration and the boss coming inside them so much. Those two were some delicious looking girls and the ladies they had go down on them mentioned you could spend hours just tasting them, and Candy had let her have a second hand taste of Miss Hermione and so had the others so it was only fair.

“We can deal with setting up the next session when we can actually think clearly,” Hermione said as her mind felt like it had drained down and was floating in her tingling pussy. “After this we need to get Dora some more clothes anyways.”

Jamie contemplated telling them about the shops in house and the nicely respectable tailor and dressmakers they had snagged away even if they were not ready to compete with the famous ones just yet, but the three were still in the zone and nothing would penetrate their minds right now in any meaningful way. It was nice to have material to work with and all, and the ladies robes were mostly just draped open enough she wanted to make their decently trimmed mounds be as styled as their heads. Unfortunately, Mistress Kat had said this was a pampering with none of the primping which was uncomfortable, but Jamie prided herself on zero marring when she shaved, waxed, or tweezed. Still the oil that was Hermione’s contribution more than paid for this session and a lot more, and Miss Sarah had made it seem that Hermione was on par with Amanda and Claire in cutting edge creative potion inventing. Oh the other labs were productive, but the unlamented Melissa’s lab had been dedicated to research and pushing the knowledge in experimental brews.

High risk and stress, but they did come up with the stuff that pushed their understanding of things. They did have the more wild celebratory orgies and spent more of their allotment at the spa relaxing from all the stress. Jamie did frown when they came in as they tended to get overly involved with their projects and forget to take care of themselves. While they let their nicely styled hair and nails dry, she would see about fetching some outfits in their sizes before they went shopping as it would be a travesty for one of her masterpieces to be marred with non-complimenting clothes. It wouldn’t be the punk outfit for Dora today, but that girl would want some leather and silk for her wardrobe with boots, skirt and jacket in leather with the hope of her wearing a nice collar for the boss. The nicely accenting silk bodice might look good on her even though she had seen her sculpt her body while seeming to learn how to keep the styles as she tried them out.

He was too busy to try her out this time home, but with a good enough reputation she might get to see if he was able to outperform the gents. Miss Sarah had sung his praises when she had done her last styling, and it really made her wish he would want to do some body work even though he seemed to never need a haircut since it always looked properly messy and wild. Any man that could sate a woman that normally had to arrange a gang bang to be satisfied was one she would enjoy trying personally. She would have asked, but Miss Hermione’s mum might not know her daughter was getting a good dicking by a very impressive cock. Jamie knew that they planned to bring Miss Alice and Miss Anne who hadn’t been over yet even if they were expected and hoped to have had time to enjoy a day or more here.

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While Hermione had a slow wakeup recalling things before getting around to getting the rush appointment for them, Harry had spent close to a full day ravishing Narcissa Malfoy while Bella and Naomi recovered and Bella occasionally poured rejuvenation potions down her sister’s throat and offer Harry some food while Naomi flipped the pages of her sex guide with a checklist of positions. She had read out the descriptions of the position and what it was supposed to do before showing the two lovers the large picture of what they would look like. Bella spent the time snuggling with Naomi and trying not to get too excited since Harry had left her tender with his attentions although they did work some of the oil more than worth its weight in galleons into their tender strained too much from his fucking them there holes.

Harry slowly stretched and looked at Narcissa who whimpered and mumbled something he barely caught even with his hearing. He had ended up doing more than making up for her decade of almost constant celibacy and her mind was not entirely home currently. She had been as broken from the almost without rest orgasms as Bella had been from the two contrary flames, and it was about the only thing that made sense since she had said his name with the reverence of a devoted worshipper. In the meantime, Harry would see about some work even as he winced at how tender he was from fulfilling the request. He had only taken breaks from ravishing Cissa when she passed out and the potions were not enough to rouse her, and that was the reason that Naomi and Bella were passed out on the sides of the bed whimpering again as he had overworked what the oil could treat. They had managed to rub some of the oil into his almost raw rubbed cock before passing out, and he was too sensitive to have stayed inside Cissa on the second turn although he had rested against her engorged with blood and still staying aroused looking if puffy sex.

He reached over to the night stand where one of the elves had invisibly dropped off a fresh warm cup off caffeine and he gratefully let some be slowly sipped into his parched lips. His tongue was sore as he had tried to see how many orgasms Cissa could be licked to before her body could take no more and it was somewhere in the mid to upper double digits. Slowly letting small sips of the spiced and caffeinated brew into his mouth before swirling it about and then letting it revitalize as it was swallowed down his throat, Harry realized his aura was still present but the overly sexual tones were muted while he felt content and yet sensual motions came easy with how relaxed he felt. The girls would need to spend a day resting and it wouldn’t burn out the turner to give it one more spin, but that would be after the elf finally spoke its mind. He could hear the rapid heartbeat even as the elf remained still and letting his breathing draw in both his nose and mouth he discerned a foreign scent from the elf. It make that he was not one of his elves, and the elf had to not mean harm or he would have been caught on his particular wards and fried like a bug on a zapper. Thinking back he recalled the scent had been present on Narcissa before she had been drowned with his own scent so that did bring things and possibilities to mind.

“Show yourself elf,” Harry commented as he continued to slowly sip more of the cups contents. “You have waited here for some reason so you best tell me why. Was there a reason that Cissa needed a minder, and are you going to reveal our family’s secrets now?”

“No, Mister Harry Potter Sir,” the elf said slowly fading into view while being quiet not to wake the mistresses from their play as they would do far worse than his master had done for doing such a thing. “Dobby means no harm to Master Black, sir or his family. Dobby has important news for mistress about master.”

Dobby looked about to bash his ears in at saying that, but unlike normal the elf knew punishing himself would wake the mistress in a truly foul mood and he had never seen her so happy and content. Waking Mistress Bella was even lower in his things to do as she would do worse than to pin him to the walls by his ears. She may act nicer with what Harry Potter Sir was doing to her, but Dobby was not suicidal enough to have the Bellatrix Black irritated to torture him to death.

“I can see you are hesitant to discuss family business if it can be overheard,” Harry said with a soft sigh as he set the cup down and it was refilled with a flash. “Thank you, Mimi.” A soft giggle was all he heard while his nose picked up the scent of an embarrassed, proud and happy female house elf rapidly fading. “Now where were we, Dobby was it. This is a concern about something Lucius is up to and from what Cissa said he is doing something stupid to be impressive enough that I don’t dissolve the marriage and punish him according to the terms of the contract. By that I mean execute him with about as much feeling as you would have in removing a rat from your mistress’s home.”

Dobby looked at his smiling and glowing in her sleep Narcissa. He had never seen her look like that, and yet he had to tell her what the bad master was up to. Dobby had planned to tell Harry Potter sir about it even if he would have to iron his ears for doing so, but with his mistress here and thus finding out that the Great Harry Potter Sir was also Lord Black and his mistress’s Head of House still there was precedent. Elves could talk closer to wizards, but they did tend to discipline them for doing so and seeming less intelligent allowed them to better serve their masters. He had seen how the house ran while here and managed not to pop into himself during the extra day. The elves were happy and busy here while even the non-elf servants were treated similarly to how they wished. Still the fuzziness of the marriage connecting the families did allow Dobby to speak somewhat freely and helping Harry Potter sir would help the mistress.

“Master Black, sir, bad master is planning something that would cause problems for the mistress and you,” Dobby said as he shuffled a bit and looked down at the floor miserably. “Normally Dobby couldn’t say anything and only hint at it, but this is to serve good mistress and bad master didn’t forbid Dobby from speaking about this. Bad master is planning something with a cursed book from his master from before he was his master. Dobby doesn’t know what it is supposed to do but bad master has been muttering about the Hated Family. Something about two birds and the muggleborn act, but what he means Dobby does not know.”

“Well that is at least helpful and a bit more direct I suppose,” Harry said as he looked over at Cissa and how utterly pleased she looked in her sleep. “I take it you could reveal the bit about his master since Lucius never forbid you from speaking about his real loyalties to family then?”

“Yes, Master Black, Sir,” Dobby said with his head bobbing in approval at how quick this master was. “Dobby couldn’t tell non-family about bad master really serving the dark one, but family knows so is not secret inside family. Dobby would have had to hint at artifact being from before he could not be named, and mistress would tell you who family was so that also was no secret. Dobby also knew that Dobby would have needed to be freed for his actions, but Master Black sir is important to many people for his actions already.”

“I don’t buy into the whole Boy-Who-Lived thing as I know it was my mum that was behind most of it and those like your master and even Dumbledore seem reluctant to give her any credit because of her known parentage,” Harry said holding off the desire to growl out his opinion on the matter. “Seeing me as a symbol is not what I want, and I refuse to be groomed as Dumbledore’s poster boy while he says some nice things and does terrible things. Given how Cissa describes Lucius in private, I can suppose you haven’t been treated the best while you having spent the day watching my house shows you how different we are. Cissa doesn’t seem the sort to punish you without reason while from the descriptions and how he acts even in public I find Lucius to be in need of discipline of his own. As useful as I would otherwise find you trying to help me and thus Cissa, I want you to not interfere any more than necessary. Lucius has the tact of an elephant at times, and if he in this half brained plot causes problems, I will be well in my right to punish him. You would be able to follow him and tell Cissa about his plans clearer, but I take it that some things are secrets from the family then?

“Yes, Master Black sir, orders to not reveal things to family can only be countered by the head,” Dobby said with a sad bob of his frowning head. “While bad master has not forbidden Dobby to tell family about the plan, the target is uncertain, but bad master tells bad young master to keep his head down about when at Hogwarts and not to interfere in plan but to enjoy the entertainment.”

Dobby was sad about some of the things he had been order to not reveal such as what happened in regards to any raid unless it was about what was need to treat the bad master’s wounds. There were the muggle prisoners he could not mention specifically even to the mistress as the bad master seemed strange to prefer them to his wife for his mating urges. Specifically Dobby knew of one raid that he wanted with all of his being to tell the Great Harry Potter Sir about, but he had been sworn to secrecy about whose house the bad young master’s godfather had led the bad master to raid.

“Considering what Cissa knows Lucius finds suitable entertainment, I can infer that there will be carnage at the school from this cursed diary,” Harry said as he wondered how to detect one enchanted book at the school with how many books have at least simple charms to prevent copying them so that people had to buy them. “So this diary was Lucius’s master’s possession, but that doesn’t help explain what it being introduced to the school could do. It could have compulsion charms and curses woven in similar to muggle baiting enchantments, or it could be something as farfetched as conditioning the cursed to fulfill whatever task he did not get to accomplish while at the school. Your fidgeting Dobby and you said that there were some orders only cancellable about that only the head can dissolve. I take it that there is something you want to tell me that is important about this matter that you were ordered to silence about.”

“Yes, Master Black Sir,” Dobby said shaking from the magic binding a house elf to secrecy. “Dobby wants to tell Master Black Sir many things, but Dobby can’t tell!”

“Dobby, you were planning on hinting about this mess Lucius has brought down on your family,” Harry said while trying to find a way to soothe Dobby as well as allow Dobby to tell him what he seemed torn in his loyalty and orders to tell him. “Is there a list of the type of activities that you can’t mention? You wouldn’t be mentioning the activities in particular just saying the type of things you are not allowed to talk about.”

Dobby suddenly seemed to slump in relief at what Cissa’s master had said. He couldn’t tell him about the insults to Harry Potter Sir or Master Black Sir’s family. He knew that if he who he wished to serve along with the good mistress was informed about these things that the bad master would likely not live through the day. Oh, how mistress would likely curse the bad master to suffer and likely use the forbidden curses on him. Dobby knew that mistress knew that the bad master kept muggle prisoners, but she did not know where and in this case who some had been and still were. The raid upon the Great Harry Potter Sir’s grandparents by the naughty thieving brewer along with the bad master would be important and something Dobby wished his tongue would allow his lips to speak as much as telling the good mistress that the bad master had tricked her good cousin out to be killed. Other house elf might have not seen, but Dobby could find a way to roundabout tell through Kreacher.

“There are many things Dobby and other elves are unable to talk about,” Dobby said while raising his head and trying to reveal without revealing things outright. “Elves cannot tell family about what bad master does when masked, cannot reveal truth in what mistress suspects, cannot reveal anything that would possibly be investigated, cannot tell about hidden areas or what is kept there, and cannot reveal any bad things bad master has done. Dobby can say that master likes his trophies, and that some are not what they seem. Dobby cannot tell about things Dobby hid away at bad master’s orders, and most especially Dobby cannot say anything about some things good mistress would wish to know about.”

Dobby looked expectantly at the Great Harry Potter Sir who tamed the good mistress better than any before. Mostly Dobby served the good mistress and Dobby had seen the former bad witch return to his mistress’s bed and that both seemed happier than he ever recalled. Dobby knew the good mistress needed to know about her cousin and the things the bad master had concealed which he was forbidden from directly informing her about or revealing in particular. Sadly, bad master could not dismiss the orders as while bad master was the acting master but not the master or head of Dobby’s family. Good Master had been lost to terrible tragic disease before the bad master had claimed control much to the good mistress’s suffering which also the Great Harry Potter Sir’s forgotten grandparents had as well as good mistress’s favored relatives.

Abraxas Malfoy had been trying to accomplish things with brining in the blood of House Black, and while Dobby knew he had believed in the superiority of purebloods the good master had his reasons for it. Malfoy manor had been part of the original pact between the good mistress’s and the good master’s houses. Dobby and his ancestors had been a gift to Brutus Malfoy for his actions in his book and furthering the separation between muggle and magical. Oddly his work had been interpreted correctly by Abraxas and incorrectly by his son, but Dobby had heard the good master say how unfortunate his wife’s blood had affected his heir. Abraxas had been upset with Lucius’s choice and while he had no love for muggle and believed that if a wizard had to lord his power over muggles than he was insecure in his power as he lacked the strength to lord over the weaker wizards and witches.

Slughorn had good things to say to him of his son at school which Dobby had heard him say with some pride before he realized that the noted potion master who had been well connected and had overseen the highest rate of successful and gifted potions prodigies among other things had also favored the bastard son of the bastard line of Slytherin. While they said that a Malfoy bowed to no one, it was only partially correct as a Malfoy would bow to no one unworthy. There were other things about the family Dobby had learned but they were not relevant at the moment.

“So if Cissa were to ask you to retrieve some things there wouldn’t be an issue unless you have been ordered not to retrieve it for her specifically,” Harry mussed to Dobby as he contemplated that he would have to wake Cissa to give Dobby some orders as he saw Dobby bobbing his head in response. “I suppose I should wake her then, and Dobby you are not to leave until Cissa says you can. It might take a bit to get her coherent again.”

Dobby bobbed his head and stood silent waiting for the good mistress to wake and give him the commands he had hoped she would for so long. Her life had been so miserable that Dobby doubted that his hinting would work for her. Still Harry Potter Sir was a great wizard and a great wizard knew how to satisfy the witches which was more reasons why bad master was bad master as he didn’t get witches and seemed so foolish to Dobby.

“Cissa pet, it’s time to wake up,” Harry whispered to her as he slowly caressed her tender body only using enough effort to wake her as just shacking her shoulders would wake her in a manner that would be reminiscent of a hangover. “That’s it pet time to wake up. Come back to your master, now…”

Cissa came to in more ways than one slowly and feeling a soft relaxation and contentment though her body. She heard her master whispering at her to wake up and Cissa felt like she must have slept for days after the thorough ravishing he had done. She had never known that her body could feel such pleasure for so long, and she felt her full body blush as she recalled exactly how good she had felt before the world suddenly exploded and she was blinded as her vision turned to white before everything went black and she passed out. Then her master had dragged her back only to do so again until she went from nothingness to everything until she had lost all reason and her master pleasured her with the utter certainty of a master musician playing their chosen instrument. Bella had described when he had done that to her, and it had changed her as surely as it had her sister.

Her eyes came into focus and she saw his face. Without any thought, Cissa kissed his lips and tried to convey the utter bliss she felt. Bella had come close to explaining it as imagining if the Cruciutus was the exact opposite where unimaginable pain became unimaginable pleasure to the point that the being held under the Crucio would barely diminish the wonderful pleasure that lingers. Once you have felt that level of pleasure other things become pale in comparison. He will be your personal Merlin or if feeling a bit more traditional god of sex and nothing he asks will not be worth the possibility to feel it once more. Her last adventure in the muggle world as a young woman had been to see a movie that Lily and her pack had recommended. It was shockingly close to how things were going in their world at the time, but at least she knew her lover was not that twisted monster’s son although Cissa did suspect that Harry was as capable of things as any of her soon to be dead husband’s associates.

“Morning, lover,” Cissa purred as while she felt how tired her body still was that had been the best night sleep since before her marriage and the day of being fucked, loved, and pleasured to beyond her limits had helped crush the misery that her marriage had made her endure. “What a wonderful way to wake up, my master. The spirit and lust is willing, but even that nice wakeup took a lot out of me, Harry. I wouldn’t mind some breakfast fun though…”

Harry felt Cissa cup his morning arousal and place it to press hotly between her still smarting ass cheeks. It was so tempting just to stay here and feel her against him, and Harry knew that Cissa would risk being even more stiff and bowlegged if she kept this up. Cissa did feel so good around him and it was very likely that with her rubbing her ass against him that he would be back in there where he could enjoy what Lucius had proved he was too foolish to appreciate what his business dealings had dropped in his lap. Even if the fool was more into utter subjugation and degradation with sodomizing there was the fact that Cissa was able to achieve orgasm from that if done properly. Considering how spider like Dora’s ritual transformation had been, Harry found part of him wondering if having her use the silk spinnerets to cocoon Lucius would be a sufficiently agonizing death.

“Then you shouldn’t be able to be so sexy and arousing in the morning,” Harry flirted back as his hands stroked her body getting her to shudder and move rhythmically against him again. “Now I know I ravished you well and good, but if you don’t stop moving like that then I won’t be able to help myself and you won’t help to stop either. Once you get going, you stop thinking about stopping no matter how straining or painful the after affects would be, my pet. Now it seems that an elf followed and considering how Lucius has been such a naughty boy there are some things that he didn’t give orders not to do which is beneficial. Why he even ordered Dobby not to tell you things, but never ordered that you cannot have him retrieve things he has hidden from you. Such a sad Slytherin not to notice the weakness he missed, and this might upset you but while Dobby could not reveal to you directly, he told me that he cannot reveal the truth about what you suspected. Now think on that my gorgeous darling pet and see how we can put a proper Slytherin use to what we know. The fool who ignored you as well as didn’t properly care for you it seems that he collects trophies and more importantly they are not what they seem.”

“I suppose get some business dealt with after all of the pleasure recently and possible some more after that is dealt with my lord,” Cissa said and looked down to the elf after turning her head to share a kiss with her lover. “So Dobby, you were forbidden from telling me the truth about what I suspected Lucius had been up to which does explain some things. Now Dobby, return to the Manor and retrieve anything especially any of his trophies that I need to know about and especially anything involving the Black Family. Do so for the ones that will not be missed right away and let us know if there are more that would be missed when you are done.”

“Yes, mistress,” Dobby said before disappearing with a sudden pop. “Dobby will do!”

“So what is it that you suspected, Cissa?” Harry asked while Dobby was gone fetching things as he held her tight to him while his hands were more directing comforting feelings than the lust arousing play of earlier. “I have the feeling that some of this might push forward Lucius’s already dismal fate, and more so than how he has brought misery to you, pet. I have the feeling that the trophies will upset you, but he will be dealt with when the time comes. I almost want to know how shocked he will be when Dora really gets into things and makes Bella seem a bit more restrained although your sister is coping much better than I had hoped.”

“Many things, my lord, I suspected many things and it seems they were all true, but I fear that there are worse things than I suspected that we will soon know,” Cissa said and snuggled back into Harry as his arms and legs wrapped around her tightly before she felt the slightest of wandless magic and they were wrapped with a thicker covering so she could be embraced with his warmth to make the sudden coldness in her soul be quenched. “Lucius was always scheming and yet he always covered up anything that would risk his life or comfort even from me. I know nothing about what he did to gain his mark or did before or after he received it in any detail that would convict him even with Veritaserum. I have suspected that his activities were more debasing than what I would wish and that he did things that I would not approve of and even mother and Aunt Walburga would have some hesitation in doing so readily. He was gone during raids both officially acknowledge and not, and my worst terror is that as his sexual needs were unattainable with me that he had taken lovers at best, and I had suspected that he would acquire muggles to play with, but I know that is something that Dobby was unable to confirm or discuss. That would be bad enough, but given the tragedies our family has experienced and each seemed to make Lucius more likely to inherit our assets I am left to wonder…”

While Dobby was busy gathering the trophies and other things that he could, Harry held Cissa as her mind was adrift in wondering what more horrors that she had suffered had been from Lucius’s actions. The man was a conniving rat that had as his ancestors stolen, conned and tricked their way to the current money, power and influence they had now, and while she had known his father had been as much a white sheep as her cousin Sirius there had been some of that there as well. She tried not to think of how convenient it was that Lucius had become head of the Malfoy Family when dragon pox was something most had when younger. It seemed too convenient to her and there were all the other misfortunes to her family and those that had benefitted Lucius.

To be honest with herself, Cissa didn’t doubt that he had joined the Dark Lord for the cause so much as the carnage and how easy it would be to use the Death Eaters to remove his competition with the dream of taking his place as his family had stolen their name, fortune, power, and did so gladly reducing greater families to few and making them offers they could not refuse. It was almost commendable in it being sufficiently cunning and ambitious that the slow growth of power did not bring attention even with the actions that elevated them and reduced the Weasley Family to their current lot in life. There was more to it than that she knew, but there had to be reasons for Septimus Weasley’s marriage to cost a daughter of the house her place on the tapestry. Arthur and Lucius had not gotten along ever and in part that Arthur was closer to inheriting the Black fortunes than Draco would ever be normally. Something had to make the man eccentric enough to be as he was and both Draco and her lover so teasingly close to be filling her and leaving her his loyal plaything utterly had mentioned very dismissively of Arthur’s youngest son while almost all his other sons seemed prone to greatness if they applied themselves. Curse Breaker and Dragon Handler were in demand occupations while also getting them almost as far as possibly from the former Molly Prewett, but the girl had always been off from what she knew and after what had happened to her brothers had ended up smothering her offspring to the point that they would run far from home to be free.

It had to be a lot of things that Dobby was retrieving as Cissa lost track of how long Harry held her to him while his morning arousal was pressing so temptingly into her and with so little movement she would be wrapped around him inside and he wrapped around her outside as much as possible. Still given how emotionally upset Cissa suspected some of the trophies would make her she held off as a good seeing to would soothe some of the emotions that her not dead soon enough husband’s actions would definitely bring to her. She had thought Harry would have been upset more about the situation as she had admitted her suspicions that Lucius kept muggles as slaves and it wouldn’t take much contemplation to realize he kept them not just because he could, but because where Harry enjoyed consensual even if kinky to extreme sex that could be tender or brutally rough as desired Lucius likely tortured and raped them for his own desires while her lover had started her to remember how fun some otherwise painful or humiliating things could be when done with mutual wishes.

Cissa had been made more than aware of her master’s stance on rape while he did seem more than willing to kill someone or torture when necessary even though his own sexual games could blur the lines between pleasure and pain as Bella had told her while giggling like a schoolgirl getting together with her crush. The situation with Dora would come to a head eventually and Cissa almost hoped it would in a more pleasant manner. They had not just fucked, made love, or played with each other and the two similarly sated to soreness women sharing his bed, but between some of the activities they had talked more which mostly happened while Naomi and Bella alternated leaning them and getting them relaxed with their lips and tongues. Oh, their master had been willing to drive them out of their minds in pleasure, but he was more than capable of dragging them to edge and leaving them begging to be allowed to come or similarly beg for mercy when it became too much for them which he did in a way her Slytherin husband and son never would be able to do.

He had pulled stories of Andy and he had told her of Dora while showing the cold calculating mind befitting Lord Black that her mother and aunt had overlooked. Andy had with her muggleborn wizard had a daughter that was a full metamorphmagus which was rather unprecedented in the family even if minor transformations were something the daughters had access to for the most part. The few interactions in public made her aware that Andy had done more to stunt her niece than her master had reveled and Andy would put up a fight at some point even if Dora was a Black properly now for the most part. Bella had not net her properly, but from the things they talked about Dora would be a true Black before this year ended and their lord and master would make her useless maggot of a husband useful for something in death unlike how his life had cost them so much already.

“Mistress Cissa, Master Black Sir, Dobby is back,” Dobby said as he popped in with a number of trunks while looking sadly at her as he had not been able to take these things to her as he could not have mentioned them for her to ask him to do so. “Dobby thinks you should see what is in these chests first, mistress and Master Black Sir. Dobby wanted to bring them to you sooner, but Dobby could not do so, mistress.”

Dobby looked downright pitiful as his eyes shined with tears and bowed down in shame. He was a good elf who had the misfortune to have been enslaved to the Malfoys even though his ancestors had been Black House Elves. Sadly other elves that were similarly treated were so because of the families that the Blacks had offered their elflings to and they had been mistreated even though elves by nature were loyal there were just times of divided loyalty. Dobby felt relieved he would not have to be freed even though that horror seemed to be better than what Lucius did. His now deceased master had been far better, but his son had proved to be like the more greedy ancestors who had stolen him from his first masters. It was a relief to find out that the Great Harry Potter Sir was also Master Black Sir and thus for his betrayal would not need to be freed and shunned by all elves for his choice. To do what was the best for the masters while costing Dobby everything, and Dobby was willing to do so while he was only spared that by his mistress and her master being Blacks.

“Show me, Dobby” Cissa said while Harry held her while burying his face into her neck trying to soothe her instead of ordering her to be calm as Dobby opened the chest and she gasped at the trophies on the top and what they meant for them. “Oh magic, why? How could he… that bastard!”

Cissa tried to escape from Harry’s hold, but she could not do so while Dobby moved the chest close enough that she could reach it from the bed. It was worse than she had suspected. Lucius had participated in their deaths and Regulus’s wand was there along with his boasting plans written for her to see. Reading further, Cissa saw that Lucius had helped assassinate his own father to better fund the Dark Lord while picking targets that would benefit him when they died. So many people had died to further line that man’s pockets and he had a few failed plans still be somewhat useful as the loss of competitive heirs from other families up to and including reducing them to handfuls of survivors or worse single children which were mostly female. How he had laughed at how his familial enemies drowned in despair as he looted from them almost as much as the rival leaders did.

“My Lord, I have a favor to ask of you, master,” Cissa said as her body slumped in his arms while her voice went emotionlessly cold and he could feel her eyes were likewise empty of any ability to feel right now. “Lucius must suffer for this. He participated in the deaths of our families, and blood calls out for vengeance my master. His death must be slow and torturous, but I cannot strike at him and must occupy the same house as he until the deed is done. I feel so empty, Harry, I thought he couldn’t do anything worse, and then he does this. Dobby! Retrieve everything that Lucius won’t miss and secure it here while you are ordered to never tell him about this or to remove what you bring without either of our permissions is that clear? I want anything of mine brought here as well while leaving a small amount of clothes at the manor for when I am required to be there.”

Dobby bobbed his head in understanding and prepared to pop away. This would allow him to remove most things and sadly his orders did not allow him to retrieve the muggle slaves, yet from what Dobby could see as they would order him to do so eventually or at least see they were in far better shape than the bad master kept them. Master Black Sir had servants and even some were essentially slaves, but they were happy as if they had been blessed with the joy that a good elf felt when serving their masters. He had seen her punish mistress yet she had enjoyed it unlike when the bad master did things to his slaves. It seemed contrary that the Great Harry Potter Sir would understand such things as whipping Bella to mewling in pleasure while he had mistress eagerly bouncing in his lap, but it seemed that while the Great Harry Potter Sir was a champion of freedom that it was also freedom to express oneself as they wished. The mistress and mistress’s sister would be visiting one of the beaches with Master Black Sir at some point as it seemed they delighted at the descriptions of what he was going to do with his girls there and how satisfying showing his women off would be for both the girls and their master.

Dobby had boggled as the Savior described how little muggle swimwear covered and how satisfying such proud women would feel in teasing entire beaches filled with men and women who would look at them with adoration and lust. His mistress had shuddered as her master lorded over that he was going to accomplish something the bad master had not even with aiding in offing so many of her relatives in ensnaring Madam Bones and her delicious niece. Dobby had seen how his mistress had swooned at such a Slytherin conquest, but it had left her open for his driving her crazy with pleasure once more.

Cissa still wondered if he would tell such details of her own conquest by her loving master, but it didn’t matter as eventually she knew her master would force the women to get over their issues. While Bella would not be known as her sister officially until Amelia Bones was her master’s willing and eager sexy slut servant Amy completely there was the likelihood that the beach would be so enjoyable that he would see how they reacted while relaxing while even though magic made it unnecessary that he rubbed warm oil based sun protection into their supple and firm flesh. Harry had neglected to tell her more of some things and the specifics were less available as her lover told her while she had squirmed with him rocking into her depths about how he didn’t reveal things without permission, and he had brought it up because he was considering a quick visit to Amy at the Ossuary before their scheduled meeting at the Flamel’s home.

“Wait Dobby,” Harry said as he felt Cissa slide her hand to move him from being nestled between her ample and still red from his spanking her ass cheeks to place his still aching with pent up sleep and morning induced firmness to rest between her sore but soaked and spread petals. “If there are any other things that Lucius being busy trying not to have his ends cut short, you may retrieve it as well and if there is anything else that we can use that won’t be missed bring it as well.”

“You may be off Dobby,” Cissa dismissed the elf before letting a sigh as she slipped Harry inside her. “Now Master, I know I am sore, but I need to feel again so please… Fuck me hard and make me forget!”

“Of course Cissa,” Harry said as he thrust into her while holding her there in his arms feeling her grip him tightly as he began to move a bit less restrained than before. “I do care and provide for what is mine, and despite what life has dealt you, you are still my pet. Now don’t try to talk darling as I am going to fuck the misery out of you!”

Cissa didn’t talk but her sounds of agreement did resemble a hissed yes as Harry went to work once more to drive all thought from her mind even if he had preferred it to be because she wished to indulge in pleasure instead of driving misery away. The position was not the best, but Harry found it a mix of freedom to hold her while driving into Cissa’s responsive body and stamina maximizing as being on the side allowed for less effort to resist gravity which was instead being used to ensure that the misery and rage were worked out of her tense body.

Harry went until he felt the tenderness become too great for Cissa to bear without pain soon overcoming the pleasure before letting his sleep restored balls drain into the depths of her womb while Cissa murmured a ritual in her delirium to ensure that even if Lucius became desperate that only Harry or one he allowed would ever quicken the eggs inside or have them cling to her walls. It was her lust crazed lips his sought out as he poured into her orgasming and suckling slit feeling as if he was pouring his emotions for Cissa into her with his lips and cock. His hands were a bit rougher than Cissa normally favored but less so than the torture Bella craved to feel on her flushed and swollen breasts with her nipples pinched while the rest otherwise heightened her stimulation.

“More,” Cissa groaned out when she broke the kiss to gasp and pant to restore her lungs from how empty and burning they felt. “Need… more… master! Yes! Do it!”

Cissa shuddered as Harry slipped out of her almost raw cunt to thrust into her almost as over worked ass. Harry was not sure what his lips were saying into her ear as he pounded into her ass, but he knew that Cissa was in part hearing more his emotion and feelings in them than the words themselves. It was equal part arousing with the filth and vulgarity he was saying and with the vicious and cruel descriptions of what they would do to Lucius for his actions against them. His warm breath exhaling lips trailed from her flushed ears to the nape of her neck while continuing to let his mind spew out through those lips without censoring. Images of sexual debauchery with her master pushing her limits and the reminiscent of the horrors she had reveled watching with the family mixed with his promises of future reoccurrences of both.

Harry kept at it as Cissa tried to move as he held her to him while smacking into her ass until her head shook and body shuddered as she lost any sense of anything but what Harry was forcing her body to feel. The closest to a word that came from Cissa was something that alternated from resembling yes and more as he slowly pushed her to the point of not even able to form words. Harry felt Cissa’s ass gripping and milking his rapidly and deeply thrusting cock as it was sliding inside her deliciously orgasming tight and moving around him ass. Harry held off until he became aware that Cissa became slack then stiff and her mind drowned in pleasure until all of the worry, rage, and fury was spent from her leaving only Harry in her mind.

His hands squeezed her breasts hard while he ground deep into her firm and full cheeks as he poured into the depths of her mind blowing feeling around his throbbing dick ass. His face burrowed into her neck as his lips suckled and nipped through his own intense orgasm as he felt her silent scream against his teeth and tongue. Harry felt her heat around him and more flowing from her as his legs and arm pulled her to him wrapping her into his physical and emotional warmth. Harry felt her stiff on the outside and shuddering on the inside body go completely limp on the outside while still moving rapidly around him as he could feel her pulse through her flesh and how strangely the world blurred as he vaguely was aware they were pounding equally in his ears and her body. His body seemed to pour through his throbbing and pulsing dick into her until his balls were spent and he just savored feeling her around him in the blissful drunken feeling that post orgasmic relaxation provided.

“Thank you master, I really needed that after what we saw,” Cissa sighed out as she felt Harry slide out of her shuddering ass and sat near her head where he ran his hands through her mussed hair affectionately before kissing his still firm cock. “I really need this as well, my lord. I can’t believe he would do that and Bella will want to take her own retribution from him. Now like I said I need this as well and sleeping with a belly full after being nicely filled will let me focus on things.”

Harry did not resist as Cissa moved from kissing his throbbing cock and churning balls to suck him down her throat for some nice warm come. His hands ran through her hair as she suckled him and eagerly coaxed a belly filling amount of his particularly addictive cream to savor and enjoy. His sense of smell and his growing strength in the mental disciplines allowed him to discern what Cissa was feeling, and it was oddly comforting that he found Cissa drew the same calming and centering feeling sucking his cock as he did when suckling a woman’s supple breasts as the sensations were linked to his pre-Halloween emotions and the serenity and connection of the no longer necessary but enjoyable act. He had felt the emotions beneath her cold exterior as what her husband had cost her sunk in, and she needed to feel something again after the instinctive hurrying of her emotions to focus on vengeance.

The wonderful suction and nursing on his firm arousal from Cissa’s airtight suckling lips would soon coax the last painful dregs from him and he could see the stress of what Dobby had showed no longer weighing on her. She was not letting go and it would soon feel too sensitive for at least a few minutes.

“Mmmh, creamy,” Cissa said sleepily as she felt her master caressing her head affectionately. “I really feel better now with my tummy all warm and feeling so relaxed, master. You are going to do something about him, sir?”

Cissa radiated emotionally and his nose detected from her pheromones that her improved feeling of calmness and the sexual bliss soothing her emotional aches as well as her certain belief that Harry would deal with Lucius properly while she was both protected and unable to directly met out his punishment. Harry drank deeply into his being her auric emotions and scent as he basked in the absolute trust Cissa was showing him. Sure her mind felt a bit more childish to his lowered mental shields, but there was the impression that Cissa was reflecting to her youth and the earlier absolute dedication to the family and the Lord Black. Harry understood the loyalty involved and that it was supposed to go both ways. It was part of his dislike for the other three sides if the recent troubles that they showed so little loyalty to the troops so why should the troops be loyal to the leadership. So many didn’t understand proper chess analogies and the pawn was not to be cast aside as frivolously as it was which he had the great misfortune to see the one thing Ronald was good at and his strategies seemed so rote that not even crushing him with tactics was worth the bother that interacting with him would be.

“I will see that Lucius pays, blood for blood and flesh for flesh for what he has done, my sweet Cissa,” Harry said while he felt her head push and rub against his hands caressing her while running though her mussed up but sexily so hair. “It will be a family thing though even if you can’t do the dead while Bella and Dora will get to bond over the matter. They are scarily similar your sister and niece while I find their and your loyalty and trust in me such that it would be improper not to respond in kind. I promise you as a Black to a Black as well as Lord of the House to Daughter of the House that Lucius Malfoy will be dealt with properly and it will be as painfully agonizing as any can endure. He will beg for the pain to end, but he will suffer more still.”

“Thank you, my lord, I know you will see things through,” Cissa said as she settled her head on his thigh while nuzzling it with his hands so relaxingly running through her hair. “I feel spent, master, but I have so much to look over still if just a handful of his trophies were that damning. So tired, Harry love…”

Harry cradled her slumped head in his hands before lifting her head off his slick thigh. He had been so focused on Cissa that he hadn’t noticed when Bella and Naomi had their rest interrupted by their problems and resolution. She looked much more relaxed now, and Harry knew there was no alternative to the fate Lucius had wrought upon him. Draco might still be spared as he hadn’t done anything as to merit his extermination, but from how much like Lucius he was there was little chance of that happening. Part of him regretted the few hesitations that he had in dealing with people such as Snape, Percival and those as similarly lost causes, and Harry knew that some were beyond forgiveness. There were problems that prevented him from dealing with them as Dumbledore was not foolish enough to not notice the similarities in those that died from accidents or other plans.

Smiling wistfully at her sleepy face and the smile that he had brought even through the troubles of the day, Harry placed her head down on a pillow and caressed her face affectionately. He was a far cry from the complete anti-social loner that the Dursleys had started to make him before his excessive obsession with his ambition and art had furthered his disassociation from people. Alice had been the first followed by Anne and Hermione had wedged her way in as well. Oddly the Ladies Black had destroyed his barriers completely staring with Dora then Bella with Cissa having also found a spot in his formerly empty heart. Hermione and Dora had opened him up while Alice and Anne’s antics and their desire for his attentions up to and including fully exploring their sensual and sexual identities.

“Sleep now Cissa,” Harry said as he kissed her forehead and let her drift off and looked at the two still recovering women who had stirred from their sleep before. “I will be going out soon and you three need to recover some more still. I do have an appointment to make as well. Naomi, Bella, I really should leave the bed sometime this turn… Fine, but after that I want you to get some more sleep…”

Harry trailed off as Bella and Naomi moved from where they had watched as he drove Cissa out of her emptiness by doing as she asked in fucking her hard to forget her misery. Two eager lips found him and he had noticed that they had looked a bit disappointed that Cissa had hogged his morning attention and suckled him afterwards. Bella had only had this time since the prison to truly enjoy sleeping and sleeping with someone again.

“Now I got to go and see a lady about some plans,” Harry said after Bella and Naomi had finished sharing in draining him some more. “If you want more of my somewhat fresh cum, you can get some out of Cissa since I left plenty filling her sweet pussy and delectably tight ass. Bella don’t think about following since I need to visit Madam Bones and sound her out in regards to Sirius since you are officially as good as dead. Fudge would fight anything that would make him look bad and he was the Oblivator on scene for it. Hopefully, we can arrange a nice beach trip with those that didn’t get to go as I wouldn’t mind seeing you three in some naughty swimwear even though I have seen you all nude and felt your beautiful curves against my body. It would be funny if the time I invite you both to enjoy some nice sea side weather is when Amy Bones is lounging with us.”

“That would be funny, and I doubt even tapping that hot ass of hers would sway her for long, master,” Bella said as she savored his offering some more. “I wish I knew who went after her family, but deniability and cells were the man’s plan even if he seemed to get a bit more unhinged towards the end. Might find it in some more of the trophies in those chests for all we know, but I doubt she would want to find out when Amelia likely is in bad need for your attentions. The waiting was more a hell than the Dementors caused at times, and you didn’t make me wait this long when you broke me back to me again. Now have fun with the hottie and her niece with her friend possibly there as well. They sound fun, but I am going cream diving for the next bit since you left my cunt and ass to tender to fuck for a while yet, my lord.”

“Well you two have fun as I got a very eager woman to see and you have one to clean up, my pet,” Harry said as he caressed her head like a good doggy and she pressed her head into his attention granting hand. “We will go over the chests when you three are recovered, and I don’t doubt that while Lucius would not keep anything incriminating in easy reach that he would have to brag somewhere about his successes. At least I won’t have to tell Amy about that at the same time she is trying to push ahead of our current appointment at the Flamel’s residence. A quick shower and floo call and I will be off, and you three keep out of trouble for me alright?”

“Yes, master,” the two slowly moving women chimed in before diving into Cissa’s recently sprayed and tender openings while they thought what they could do to keep out of trouble while still having fun. “We probably won’t leave the room for anything but food since you really wore us out.”

They giggled at speaking in unison, but Harry knew that normally Bella and Cissa would have that tendency to be on the same mental wavelength even though Bella was trying not to think about what she had done or what Lucius had done to cause her and them problems. He studiously didn’t want to dwell on what the giggle meant, and Harry just chalked it up to things men were never meant to understand before he proceeded to take his shower which was surprisingly quick without the distractions he normally had even if he missed having more hands to lather his body completely. That giggle normally would have been one he would have learned meant the girls were going to go out and spend money on clothing and other such things, but Petunia did not do that as she preferred to gripe about things even when shopping although it had been for herself and Dudley that she had done her excursions.

Harry relaxed in the warm water as it cascaded down his somewhat tired body, and he let the force of the water slightly work the kinks out of his muscles as he slowly soaked before lathering up his body. He was nowhere near as flexible as some of the girls, but he could flex a bit more than normal but less than a contortionist or gymnast. It was for the best that he couldn’t lick his own balls like Sirius did in dog form because if he had been born a girl he likely would need to be reminded to stop slurping his own pussy considering how much he enjoyed the flavors which was tied with blood at times as his art did run in part on blood. The girls did tend to chain up at times, but that seemed natural enough to him as he found similar things pleasurable in knowing he was bringing a woman pleasure as well as enjoying the sensations they were providing.

Practice made perfect and he had gotten a bit further than Hermione had with wandless magic, so Harry tried to maneuver the water to move around his body to rinse off better. He did have the tendency to summon things to him when he didn’t think about it, but that made as much sense as adult wizards preferring to summon things to them instead of the effort of walking. Harry would never let himself become that lazy as he like to move and feel his body work, and he did have some nice cardiovascular exercises that he enjoyed daily.

He could have had one of the milling girls help in his shower and after it, but Harry wanted to do something to similarly expunge the urges to storm Malfoy Manor shatter the wards and make a nice brutal example of Lucius and stake him out in the yard. Part of what he suspected was the rudimentary primal essence that he would find by training to become and Animagus was screaming that Harry drive Cissa to exhaustion as Lucius slowly dies while impaled a bit more brutally than Vlad ever did to his enemies. The only more disturbing thing was the sudden idea of having a beautiful flower tear Lucius apart and suffer while Cissa and Bella enjoyed the unique fragrance of a blood drinking rose would provide. Either way he suspected that Night would remove his eyes while still alive which would definitely hurt the prideful fool.

Harry shook his head and found his towel in his hand although he was unsure if he had summoned it to him or if an elf had done the deed. It didn’t matter but getting dressed and a light snack before calling Amy and Susan with the possibility that Hannah was visiting as she had mentioned almost living with them most of the time in reality. Harry didn’t fault the parents that almost lived at work when it was for a reason which for him meant that they were ensuring their family never went through the hardships they had. He had talked to enough ghosts about his grandparents era and anyone that had grew up as closed to starved as he had would have them considering food being abundant to be a good thing. Harry was aware of those that had gone through the troubles of the depression and instilled two concepts one was not to waste anything as there were those without and you could just as easily soon be without what you have and life is more easily bared with a roof above your head, food on the table and even the most basic of clothes to keep warm and dry.

He found his body moving toward the fireplace and his clothes on easily and nicely while he had been thinking on things. Still the day was burning even if it was his second spin of the day as Cissa could feel the ache of a whole day of sensual activities, lovemaking and outright wild kinky fucking in every ounce of her deliciously delightful and edible body. There was food on the table and people came and went as they pleased with the elves keeping the food warm and fresh or cool and ready as the case may be so Harry snagged a light snack of a stuffed breakfast pastry that had bits of sausage with syrup inside an omelet pancake hybrid dish. Everything he needed with a taste of having eaten fresh dishes in a nice combination, and Harry followed it up with one of the juice mixes that caused him to shake his head as it felt more of a jumpstart than if he had downed one of the super caffeinated coffee concoctions. It was an interesting mix of bitter and sweet with a good amount of healthy things without tasting too pulpy or thick.

“The Ossuary,” Harry called out after throwing the floo powder into the flames causing them to turn a bizarre green color as he waited for someone to respond as he knew one didn’t have to stick their head in to talk. “Hey ladies do you mind if I stop over?”

“Harry!” Susan said from a bit away as if she was running towards the floo from somewhere. “We would love to have you over. Just come on through as aunty already added you to the access list. Hannah and Aunt Amy are having breakfast right now, but they would love you to visit. We were hoping to see you before meeting up at according to aunty Nellie and Nick’s little slice of paradise. So what were you planning to do with Hermione and the rest before then?”

“Well,” Harry said before stepping into the fire and continuing as he strode out of the fireplace, “Hermione and the rest of the Grangers are taking most of us for a nice trip to France and the beaches there, but didn’t we already mention that before?”

Harry’s question was cut off with Susan almost bowling him over with a tackling hug as he found her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist while her lips locked onto his with his tongue barely beating hers in mutually exploring their joined mouths. He could feel her breasts rubbing against him as well as the heat of her sex pressing into him while his hands were holding and squeezing her nicely filled out ass. As for Susan, she was making up for lost time and she wanted her Harry time damn it while she had hoped to be able to let Harry hold her up by her ass while she freed him to slide under her skirt and into her properly ready pussy which she hoped would be the case as Amy and Hannah were fun, but Harry always left her completely worn out and totally sated.

“Missed you a lot, sir,” Susan purred into his ears when the sound of Amy moaning and Hannah giggling reached their ears. “Aunty did as well, and she really needs you enough that I will wait for my hello fuck. Hannah is helping with breakfast, but we will enjoy having you over for breakfast as we both missed our morning supplement. You did come over to fuck the three of us, right my lord?”

“Yes, I did, Suz,” Harry agreed as he squeezed her ass under her skirt and felt she had kept her plug as he had wished while she latched onto his neck in the vein effort to mark his neck with her kisses enough to last. “Business can wait a bit, but I barely had a light snack before coming over and you three ladies would taste delicious for starters. After we are all sated and fed, I suppose we can plan out our meeting with Nick as if I didn’t stop over soon I would already be out of touch. Dora is already visiting Hermione as her mother is far less understanding than your aunty, but I doubt you want me to talk business until after we are caught up.”

“Definitely,” Susan agreed between nibbling at his ear with her sexy voice ensuring his cock was firm as she ground her bare sex against him. “Now kiss me some more, sir, before we join them in some needed food. I doubt you will fuck me before saying hello to everyone, but that doesn’t mean I won’t come feeling your firm body as I press and move against you. I love Han and Aunty, but your kisses and attention is unique to you and satisfies in a way I worry no one else ever will.”

“Of course, my sweet Susan,” Harry said before kissing her and walking with Susan until she was pressed against an outcropping of stone that was right about waist level. “Definitely taste a bit sweeter darling, I take it you were doing some tasting of your own this morning lover. I may not fuck you before saying hello to Han and Amy, but that doesn’t mean you won’t likely come from it…”

Susan gasped as Harry nuzzled her throat and rubbed his hard dick into her pussy while her butt plug was tapping the wall behind her. Her eyes rolled up and she drenched his pants before he worked her through her orgasm while moving to suckle her easily freed breasts. It wasn’t fair that Harry could overload her especially after the practice they had done since her aunty seemed insatiable since tasting his cum without feeling it shoot into her properly. Still as the room seemed to spin, Susan didn’t care and she suspected that she would wake up being carried to the dining room where Amy was sprawled on the table with Hannah dribbling syrup and cream on her before licking and lapping her clean. Harry could have at least made her light headed by having her upside down sucking him while he caused her pussy to almost drown her from it pouring down her body, but no he had to grind her to orgasm such that the room faded almost completely to being black.

“You better not fuck aunty without me watching,” Susan mumbled into his ear as she felt her clit and slit being rubbed while he used the wall to move her plug so wickedly deep in her similarly twitching ass. “I want to see her writhing under your manly claiming her pussy. You could even muffle her with one of our cunts while you see if our recent choices in food enhance how our juices taste…”

Harry worked her into oblivion and her almost incoherent muttering continued with Susan describing every sexual and sensual thing since he had left Amy drenched and wanting more. While he had barely managed not to be so aroused by June doing this to him where he would not have stopped if either June or Hermione had released his cock to touch her gushing pussy, Susan made him feel like he had not had his morning erection dealt with at all with the incredibly arousing things coming from her lips. The three Huffle-sluts had been busy while he had been otherwise occupied, and it seemed his first time with two generational separated relatives would not be Hermione and June or even more absurdly Dora and reclaiming Andromeda as a proper claimed Daughter of House Black, but screwing both Suz and Amy to exhaustion with their eager mutual friend and lover Han helping all of them along.

‘Considering how insatiable it seems Amy has been since I almost fucked her, I have to wonder how June is coping, but she has Vincent and he should be more than able to leave her spent and sated from how they react to each other,’ Harry thought as he felt his own pleasure thundering through his ears even as he prevented his body from creaming his pants even though Susan had soaked them thoroughly already. ‘This is going to be crazy, but I don’t think I would like my life any other way. Normal is very overrated after all. Still it seems that the sex genie is impossible to completely put back in its bottle and the work does offset things while the time turner has given me enough time to drain my overwhelming libido. It should settle since my body jumpstarted puberty and seemed to crank out a much higher level to compensate for the earlier Dursley development regardless of the ritual negating the lingering damage. The Flamel’s will be a mix of intense work and study with sex to unwind even though Nick described things as decadent and most assuredly not inhibited there. Amy likely will succeed in a doubling up regardless of how little I seem to trust other men. Might be interesting, but the library there and the ones Su is offering access to will help things along. It does not do to be so obsessed with the destination that you miss the journey….”

Harry rested his eyes for a little while as he felt Susan still clenching around him and his head nuzzled between the nape of her neck and the valley of her peaks. Soon enough their greeting would end and his day would be busy, but Harry held the small hope that Amy would be mellowed from being fucked to the floor that some of his news would be taken easier. Two weeks on the beaches of France and too far from the possibility of Flooing to the other as international hubs were monitored would not appease her let alone some of the things he could trust her with now yet not all of it just yet. He wouldn’t be able to mention the real truth about Sirius, Cissa or Bella let alone his plan to remove Lucius from further contaminating existence with his greed and arrogance. Fudge would bury it while Lucius lived and the negative impact of his actions at the crime scene would require some impossible to ignorable evidence and utterly terrifying threats or even more damaging blackmail to succeed. At least, his Dementors were not harassing his godfather and with the frequent enough conjugal visits Sirius along with the food and care was better off than he had been before.

The plans would unfold and his goals would be realized without any resistance not being crushed. Lucius would be gone, Cissa would be free as would Sirius, Snape and Dumbledore suitably dealt with, the Dursleys would know similar retribution as their actions would be paid in turn, and he would achieve his ambition of seeing and holding Lily once more. His family as strange as it was would be happy and they would enjoy their lives. Any threats would be crushed beneath his will, and Harry didn’t care what the sheep around him thought or suffered for their actions. Still he would never commit the things his enemies willingly did. It was nicer to just kill people than rape them. Harry had his obligations to his minions and family proper as well. One did not waste minions or destroyed servants as readily as Dumbledore, Voldemort or the Ministry had done. They were his to protect, to cherish, to enjoy, and his to see happy and content! The school motto of Hogwarts applied and Harry was a sleeping dragon they should be wary of waking. He may not be a nesting mother, but they would learn to have some hesitation of making the same mistake again.

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