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Only a Slave	By : scaramouche36 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 55716 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Here it goes. Hopefully it lives up to expectations.

Chapter Five: Dinner

Bellatrix and Rodolphous took the slaves to the dining room and made them kneel on the floor, waiting for Snape to arrive. At exactly seven, there was a knock on the door and Missy opened it to admit Snape. He shook hands with Rodolphous and nodded politely to Bellatrix.

“Good evening class,” he said sarcastically to Harry, Ron and Hermione. “I have to say that your uniforms seem a bit different.” He smirked as he walked around them, pausing to admire Hermione’s ass. “I wonder, Granger, if your incessant reading has paid off.” He sat in an armchair and unzipped his trousers, freeing his penis. “Come here girl.” Hermione crawled forward. Harry made a move to hold her back but Rodolphous kicked him in the back of the head.

“I think you should just enjoy the show. Pity that Snape isn’t more open minded. I’d add you to the fun myself. Speaking of which,” he freed his cock, “come here, blood traitor.” Ron shuffled over to Rodolphous and started to suck on his cock.

Meanwhile, Hermione had reached Snape and was hesitating. Snape sensed her trepidation and grabbed a handful of her hair and shoved her mouth onto his cock, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat. She gagged and vomited slightly around his dick. He released her head and slapped her.

“Do try not to soil my robe, Miss Granger,” he said in the same tone he used to correct students in potions, “and continue with your task. Please don’t make me assist you again.” Bellatrix laughed at Snape’s mannerisms and gestured for Harry to begin pleasuring her, which he did with some relief…at least he wouldn’t have to watch his best friends be humiliated, although he still heard gagging noises from Ron.

Hermione licked the length of Snape’s shaft before beginning to suck him. He made a satisfied noise and relaxed back in his chair. She needed to finish this as soon as possible, so she began to stroke his balls with one hand and used the other to rub up and down his length. After what seemed like an eternity she felt his balls contract slightly and he came down her throat. She pulled off of his cock quickly and backed up.

“Not bad, Miss Granger,” said Snape, “Perhaps a grade of Acceptable. We will need you to improve quite a bit.”

“Your not grading the whore, Sev,” said Rodolphous, whose cock was buried in Ron’s face, causing his face to turn blue, “just enjoy it. If she’s not any good, do it yourself.” He pulled out and slapped his member across Ron’s face as he came. “Come her, mudblood. Clean up the blood traitor’s face.” Hermione licked the cum off Ron’s face. Ron was turning an incredible shade of red. He had, of course, fantasized about other men. Three of his brothers—Bill, Fred and George—were some of the most attractive wizards in the world. He had never imagined, however that he would be forced to suck cock while dressed as a maid…let alone having to do so in front of Hermione, a girl whom he thought of a sister. His thoughts were interrupted by a scream from Bellatrix. She was holding Harry’s face tight against her cunt as she came. His face was staring to turn blue as she released him. He fell to the floor, gasping for breath.

“Much…better, whore,” she panted. She rearranged her clothes and brushed her hair out of her face. “Missy! Drinks!” The elf appeared and handed a glass of wine to each of the Death Eaters.

“Dinner is ready, Mistress and Masters,” said the elf. She led them into the dining room where a great amount of food was set on the table. Next to each of the three chairs was a small wooden plate and a bowl of water. The Death Eaters sat and motioned for their slaves to sit next to them. Harry made to pick up the bowl to take a drink, but Bellatrix stopped him.

“Drink like the animal you are.”

Harry leaned in and, refusing to look at Ron or Hermione, lapped at the water. He could tell that they were doing the same thing, but none of them wanted to acknowledge the others…it was just too embarrassing.

While they ate, the Death Eaters discussed their various jobs for the Dark Lord and passed the occasional scrap of food to their slaves. Harry really wished that he didn’t have to hear what they did. Rodolphous was assigned to hunt down members of the order. His strategy seemed to be to draw them out by killing large numbers of muggles.

“Well,” he was saying, “It’s just more fun that way, Severus. But I’m being reassigned. The Dark Lord wants me to gain the support of the American collective of Dark Wizards…so I’m leaving tomorrow. Pity really. I thought I might get a chance at Shacklebot tomorrow, he has to relocate the muggle Prime Minister.”

“I’m aware,” said Snape, “the Dark Lord asked me to devise a way to kill him. I’ve brewed a potion that I will introduce to the water supply that is specifically tailored to kill the Minister. Painfully,” he added. Bellatrix giggled.

“You and your potions, Snape. When will you learn the thrill of doing it yourself?”

“I do not enjoy killing, Bellatrix,” said Snape, coolly, “I enjoy fulfilling the Dark Lord’s wishes. My methods do not fail and are infinitely more secure for me. I prefer not to place myself at risk. I am far too valuable to the Dark Lord.”

“None of us are above dispensability to him,” said Rodolphous, “Except perhaps Bella. How did he like his gift?”

“He was most pleased. They were so easy to bend to our ways. It was like taking candy from a muggle.” She laughed again. “They are rather cute when they suck on his cock.” Harry shuddered; he knew she was talking about the Patils. “What do you think, Severus? Did you ever want to take the two of them?”

“I considered slipping them a lust potion. You know I have a passion for twins.”

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After dinner Rodolphous left. To Harry’s horror, he took Ron with him. How was he to escape knowing that it would cost Ron his life? No doubt Bellatrix had planned it that way. She and Snape led Harry and Hermione back to the bedroom, where they stripped. Bellatrix put on her strapon.

“You two,” ordered Snape, “get undressed. Hurry up.” Harry and Hermione removed their clothes and stood naked, awaiting further orders. Hermione was trembling, so Harry took her hand and squeezed it. “Lie on the bed, Miss Granger. Hang your head off this edge.” Hermione did as she was told. “Very good. Potter! Get her cunt wet.” He fixed Harry with his signature glare and Harry obeyed, lapping gently at Hermione’s pussy. Meanwhile Bellatrix was securing a chain between Hermione’s nipple rings.

Once Harry had Hermione wet, he pulled out his flaccid penis and looked at Harry with terrifying expression on his face—it was a smile.

“Get me hard Potter. Bella says you know how to use your mouth.” Harry didn’t move. “On your knees! Crucio!” He directed his wand at Hermione, who began to scream in agony. “I will stop once my cock is in you mouth, Potter!” Harry instantly dropped to his knees and after only another second’s pause took the greasy organ in his mouth. It hardened quickly as Harry licked the head. Snape fucked his skull for a few minutes before pulling out. He lined up with the entrance to Hermione’s virginal pussy, grabbed the chain dangling from her nipples, and pulled her onto him, tearing straight through her hymen. She opened her mouth to scream, but found it filled by Bellatrix’s strapon. As he started to fuck her, Snape turned to Harry.

“Make yourself useful, Potter, and lick my asshole.” Filled with disgust and hate, Harry leaned in and began to rim Snape’s ass. Fortunately for him, Snape’s impecible cleanliness (with regard to everything but his hair) meant that his ass didn’t taste like shit. Even so, Harry gagged slightly as he licked. After several incredibly long minutes, Snape pulled out and shoved his cock into Harry’s mouth, filling it with cum. Harry choked again.

“Don’t spill a drop. And don’t swallow.” At the other end of Hermione, Bellatrix was giving the same order as she came. “Go share with the mudblood,” said Snape. Harry was slightly surprised; he had never heard Snape use that word before. Nonetheless, he made his was around the bed and kissed Hermione, mingling Snape’s cum with Bellatrix’s. “Swallow,” ordered Snape, and they obeyed.

“Follow me Potter,” said Bellatrix. She led him back around the bed, trading places with Snape, who was stroking his cock. “Get your little mudblood’s asshole wet,” she ordered. Harry bent down and started to lick Hermione’s ass. She tasted much different than Snape or Bellatrix. He would go so far as to describe the taste as pleasant. Hermione seemed to be enjoying it, too; she started to moan almost as soon as Harry started. Her moans were highly erotic and Harry soon found himself hard as a rock. “Good,” said Bellatrix, “now lube me up.” Harry took her dildo into his mouth and sucked for a minute, lubricating her. “Now lie on the bed next to the mudblood.” Harry did as he was told.

“Mount him, Miss Granger,” ordered Snape. Hermione slowly rose to her knees and stradled Harry’s waist. Their eyes met briefly, both silently apologizing to the other, and she sank down on him, enveloping his cock in her incredibly tight quim. Harry gasped. It was, without a doubt, the single greatest feeling of his life. Hermione moaned, too. She was much wetter than she had been when Snape had raped her, and this was Harry. Even though she knew that he would prefer to be doing this with Ginny, she knew that he loved her, even if only as a friend. It was still lightyears away from rape. She began to move slowly up and down on top of Harry.

Snape pulled Hermione’s head down so it was level with Harry’s and inserted his cock into her mouth. At the same time, Bellatrix lined her strapon up with Hermione’s asshole. She tried to protest but Snape’s cock was too far down her throat. Bellatrix pushed into her unused asshole and began, slowly at first, to fuck her. The sensation that traveled through the membrane separating her ass and vagina was incredible. Harry was in heaven…until Snape spoke again.

“My balls are on your face anyways, Potter. Make yourself useful and lick them.”

The rutting went on for a good half hour. Snape switched occasionally from Hermione’s mouth into Harry’s. Despite the initial pain and the constant humiliation, Hermione felt warth begin to spread through her lower regions, turning into massive muscular contractions and she came, squirting a massive amount of liquid around Harry’s cock. Soon after, Snape came, spraying his seed all over both slaves’ faces. Harry came next, at almost the exact moment that Bellatrix did, both pumping Hermione’s holes full of cum. Once Bellatrix had pulled out, Hermione rolled off of Harry.

“Whore, come here,” ordered Bellatrix. Harry came. “Clean the cum out of the mudblood’s holes!” Harry looked and saw cum leaking out of Hermione’s pussy and ass. He leaned in and lapped it up, causing her to shudder again.

“You two are filthy,” said Snape, “We really should get them cleaned off, Bellatrix.”

“We should indeed, Severus,” agreed Bellatrix. She grabbed Harry by the collar and dragged him into the bathroom, Snape followed with Hermione. They were pushed into the tub and Bellatrix and Snape startd to piss on them, rinsing off the cum that covered their faces, but leaving them stinking and humiliated.

“What do you say?” promted Bellatrix. Harry took a moment to find his voice.

“Thank you, Mistress. Thank you, Master.” Hermione repeated it, refusing to look up. Bellatrix and Snape left the room, locking it behind them and leaving it in total blackness.

“Hermione,” whispered Harry, feeling for her in the darkness. He found her and pulled her into a hug. He could feel tears pouring down her cheeks.

“They took Ron,” she sobbed. “Harry…what are we going to do?”

“We have each other. We can get through this. We just have to promise each other that we won’t break. They can hurt us, they can humiliate us…but they can never take away our love. We have each other.” He hugged her tighter.

“I’m scared!” she whimpered, clutching Harry’s shoulder.

“I am too, ‘Mione. But we just have to tough it out. Sooner or later we’ll find a way out. Or the Order will find us. No way they’ll ever stop looking!”

“I hope you’re right, Harry.”

The two friends lay there, in each other’s arms and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Reviews! I need suggestions of who to have in the next chapter. It could be the Malfoy clan, it could be some Slytherin brats or Greyback.

It'll be a while anyway, I'm working on another story that's more plot oriented and not as dark.
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