I'm A Slave for You | By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Woah! Chapter 50 now! How time flies! I can’t believe
I’ve written so far down! Thanks for everyone’s support and I appreciate every
single review you’ve given me so far. I hope my last chapter on voyeurism was
alright, since I rarely write about those kinds, although when we RP-ed it,
technically I suggested it to Lil. Who says we can’t do hetero, eh? But still,
yaoi sex is still…well, sexier, which is what I’m gonna do right now, so enjoy
the ride, everyone!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
While Severus was on his way to his
dorm after reprimanding The Old Married Couple, Harry was all set on the bed
like Severus asked, waiting anxiously. All naked and lying face down on the
bed, Harry wondered in excited anticipation as to what his beloved had in store
for him tonight. Severus came in a few moments later, much to Harry’s delight,
after going to his office to get a special lube. He closed the door and admired
the form that was Harry lying on his bed.
“You are quite beautiful, did you
know that, pet?” Severus said with a satisfied smile.
“Don’t say that,” Harry blushed as
he pouted, not looking at his beloved directly. “I’m not.”
“Oh yes, you are. You have no idea
how beautiful you are right now.”
“How can I be beautiful? I’m small,
and short, and thin as hell, and almost pale, and…”
“You’re lithe, and beautifully pale,
like pure snow,” Severus stopped whatever negative words Harry wanted to say
about himself, “And you are all mine,” he dropped the lube on the bed and ran
his hand down Harry’s back, “All mine.”
“Yes, I’m all yours, Severus. Make
me belong to you again,” Harry moaned as he shivered at Severus’ touch,
enjoying the feeling.
“I will,” Severus said, leaning down
to kiss Harry’s back, “I most certainly will.”
Taking the jar of lube, he removed
the lid and coated his two fingers generously with the content. Slowly, after
spreading some of the lube around the boy’s puckered opening, he pushed one in,
making the boy gasp and arch to meet his fingers.
“Don’t move, Harry,” Severus said
huskily, “let me control everything.”
Harry nodded and let Severus have
his way with him. This time, he was really going to let Severus take control.
No more interruptions or distractions from him. Only total submission.
“Reach back and spread yourself
apart,” Severus said as he pushed the other finger in.
Harry did so, his hands snaked over
to part his cheeks, making more room in his entrance. Severus plunged his
fingers in, twisting them, finding that little nub that made his little love
see stars. Harry shivered and let out a moan, feeling his sweet spot being
brushed slightly, wanting the older man to press against it even deeper, to
make him feel the rush of euphoria, but at that very moment, Severus pulled his
fingers out and got up.
“How does that feel, pet?” Severus
asked as he started undressing.
“Good…but empty…” Harry replied in a
disappointed tone. “I want you…”
“A little later, pet,” Severus
coaxed as he pulled a box from his dresser. “I have been saving this.”
Harry looked back to see Severus
bringing the box over. When he opened it up, it was a dildo that had little
bumps on it and a few ridges around the edges. Harry backed away in fear.
“What…? No, I don’t like toys…”
“Why not?” Severus asked. “You would
look so beautiful. Think, I can fuck you as I suck you.”
“But…But I want you…” Harry whined
in protest.
“And you will have me, a bit later.”
“You…You don’t understand, Severus…”
Harry looked at the toy warily. “In the business, I…”
“Am I anything like the people in
the business?” Severus asked, his face strewn with concern.
“No!” Harry shook his head
immediately. “Of course not!”
“Have I ever hurt you on purpose?”
“No. Never.”
“Then do you trust me?”
“Y-Yes, I trust you…”
“Then don’t worry about anything.
Don’t think of anything that has to do with the business. That was your old
nightmare. Nightmares are meant to be forgotten, and I can help you forget, if
only you would let me.”
Harry looked from the dildo to
Severus and back again. He did remember his vow to let Severus take control,
and so far everything that Severus had done to him was nothing short than a
wonder. If he promised he would help him forget his past bad experiences with
toys, he would definitely deliver. Harry lowered his head and nodded.
“Good. Now turn over on your back
and pull your legs up to your chest.”
Harry nodded and did so. From his
position on all fours, he turned around to missionary position and hugged his
knees against his chest, revealing his entrance towards Severus. Severus lubed
the toy up good so that it wouldn’t hurt his little beloved. He pushed the toy
in slowly, kissing Harry’s leg to calm him down. Harry winced as he felt the
toy entering him, trying not to think of his past with toys like these. There
was a slight burn when he was entered, but the lube eased it in, making the
burn disappeared as quickly as it came. Severus pushed it all the way in and
stopped to admire him in that position.
“I like this, love. It was worth the
trip to Knockturn Alley and worth paying 250 Sickles for this,” Severus
grinned. “You look so beautiful.”
So saying, he tapped the toy with
his wand once and it started humming as it vibrated, twice and it started
moving slowly. Harry gasped at the feeling of the dildo moving, his back arched
up a little.
“I bet you have never felt that,”
Severus said as he moved to sit between Harry’s legs. “Pinch your nipples for
me.”
Harry did as he was told, moaning as
his fingers captured his nipples, stroking and rubbing in earnest. Severus was
right; he never felt that before. Back then, the toy was always shoved roughly
into him and always when he wasn’t prepared, sometimes even without lube. And
instead of letting the toy do what it naturally did, the people training him
always pump and thrust the toy deep into him, fucking his ass raw until he
didn’t know whether he was supposed to be trained by the toy or by the trainer.
This, on the other hand, felt rather good as the toy vibrated and moved in
circles within him, assaulting his insides gently and sending pleasurable jolts
through his spine, bringing his little manhood to life.
“You’re all flushed now, no longer
pale,” Severus leaned up kissing him softly, in which Harry moaned in the kiss
as he continued to pinch himself. Grinning inwardly, he leaned back from the
kiss and whispered at Harry’s ear, “Now reach down and stroke yourself.”
Without warning, he tapped the toy
twice again and it started moving faster. Harry gasped out loud as he tried to
do as he was told, his back arched up again even higher.
“So beautiful and so obedient,”
Severus moved back and leaned over Harry’s cock. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”
Slowly, Severus took Harry’s head of
the cock between his lips, slowly licking it and tracing circles around it.
Harry sucked in a breath as Severus took his length, slowly did as he was told
while enjoying the wet heat. It had been quite a while since he was asked to
fuck anything. The only time he’d ever actually fucked anyone was the missus
and the daughter of his 4th Master. As he moved his hips, thrusting
at a moderate rhythm into Severus’ mouth, the older man tapped the toy again,
making it go faster, resulting in the boy letting out a surprised strangled
yelp as he felt the toy assaulting his sweet spot relentlessly and began to
fuck Severus a little faster n deeper. He wanted to taste Harry before he took
him.
Showing he could take him all, he
sucked as he came back up and licked the underside. The sensation was too much
for the boy. The pit of his stomach just tightened all of a sudden from
Severus’ lick on his underside and he came violently. Severus drank him down
till the very last drop before he pulled off. He tapped the toy three times and
it came to a halt and the humming stopped, leaving Harry panted heavily, his
body still twitching a little as the tremors slowly subsided.
“Perfect,” Severus whispered as he
watched Harry lay back down onto the bed after arching in that such impossible
angle from his orgasm.
Harry’s hips seemed to somehow
gyrate by itself, wanting more than just the dildo up his ass. Severus’ cock
was aching hard as he watched that seductive display while he slowly pulled the
dildo out and over to the side. It was definitely worth the trip and the money
for all this. They will have to try doing this again next time.
“Do you think you are ready now?”
Harry nodded desperately before
breathing out his words, “Please…Severus…Put your cock in me…I wanna feel you
inside…”
“How bad do you want it?” the older
man smirked, pressing his cock to Harry’s opening, but didn’t push it in. Harry
whined impatiently as he moved his hips to try and push the thick member into
him, in which Severus held back just right not to let him.
“I want you so bad…I want you to
fill me up…and fuck me until I can’t remember my name…”
“Well, I want it too. Up on your
knees, pet.”
Despite his drained body from the
massive orgasm he had before, Harry obeyed. Getting off from his missionary
position, he went on all fours, sticking his ass up towards Severus again,
wishing he could hurry up and enter his empty orifice. Severus soon sat up and
moved closer.
“I want you to stay on your hands
and knees, and when you no longer can, sit up and lean against me, understand?”
“Yes, my Master.”
“Say that again,” Severus smirked,
licking the boy’s earlobe.
“Yes, my Master,” Harry repeated again, emphasizing the word ‘Master’ in an
erotic tone.
Severus let out a satisfied smile. Very
slowly and deliberately, he thrust into Harry’s entrance, forcing a strangled
gasp out of the boy’s lips as he slowly filled him up. Harry gripped the bed
sheets tight, begging to gods of all religion to not let this blissful feeling
end too quickly. Severus seated himself comfortably inside Harry. As much as he
wanted to start fucking the boy with all his might, he didn’t want to hurt
Harry. As always, he wanted their first coupling in a long time to be
pleasurable to both parties, and taking it nice and slow seemed to be the best
way of doing it, but Harry had other ideas and needs for their coupling. He thrust
his hips against Severus to make the older man move a little bit faster.
“Please, Master…”
“In due time, pet,” Severus said as
he ran his hand down Harry’s back. “I will not have our first time in such a
long while resulting in any pain on your side.”
Harry nodded and tried to follow
Severus’ pace, although his cock started coming back to life again after
Severus started thrusting in and out of him a few good times, while the older
man groaned at the tight feeling surrounding his man meat. The boy moaned and
whined for him to go faster; he was almost there, almost hitting the spot. He wanted
to see those searing hot white flashes in his mind’s eye, to feel the sensation
that drove him crazy every time the Potions Master rammed him with his rod. After
what felt like forever, Severus finally shifted to hit the spot, making the boy
gasp from it.
“You have been a very naughty boy,
Harry,” Severus said as he deliberately moved slowly out, then plunged in to
hit it with just the right force.
“Yes…Yes…I’m a naughty boy…” Harry
whined, getting into the role-play.
“Naughty boys need to be punished,” Severus
growled teasingly, reaching around to pinch his beloved’s nipple.
“Yes…! Yes…!” Harry let out a moan
at the feeling. “Please punish me, Master…!”
Severus grinned and stilled, no
longer continuing his thrusting. Harry was surprised at the sudden halt and
turned to look at Severus worriedly.
“M…Master…? Did I say something
wrong…?”
“No, pet,” Severus replied as he ran
his hands down Harry’s sides. “But you are being punished. You must do all the
work.”
“But…But…I didn’t mean to peek…”
Harry, after clearing his mind some, knew exactly what he was punished for.
“I know you didn’t, but you still carried
on with it anyway, and that’s being naughty,” Severus chuckled. He tugged Harry
back on him, saying, “Come on, pet. Make a move on. He’s getting cold.”
“Harry pouted for a while, then
started to bob his ass in and out of the length, trying to aim for the spot. He
expertly clenched and unclenched his inner muscles to maximize his lover’s
pleasure, just like he was trained to do back in the business and when he was
with his 2nd Master. He was often praised for that and hoped that it
would work to his advantage now.
“Mmm, very good, pet,” Severus
moaned above him, continuing to pinch and rub the boy’s nipples as he felt his
butt cheeks slapping against his hips, his cock hitting closer and closer
towards the soft little nub that would make his pet go wild. Licking a stray
salty sweat that trickled down the boy’s back, he whispered, “Faster. Move harder
on me.”
Harry obeyed, letting out a moan of
ecstasy after the sweet spot was found again. He assaulted it over and over
again with a passionate vengeance, loving the feeling despite the fact that it
was punishment for him to do all the work. It worked both ways too as it was punishment
for the Potions Master as well. He fought against the yearning to fuck Harry
because he knew he was going to lose control sooner than he wished. Just a bit
longer and he would bring them both to completion. In the end, it was still too
much for Harry to bear as he gave him a pleading look while he continued to
move, trying to go faster as requested.
“Please, Master…” Harry moaned. “I can’t
stand it…Please…Fuck me…!”
Throwing whatever slow and steady
plan he had in mind out of the window, Severus grabbed his hips, thrusting deep
and hard.
“Mmh…So good…” Severus breathed out.
“Yes…! Yes…! Yes…!!” Harry screamed
as he reached down and masturbated himself. “I’m gonna come again…!!”
“Hands on the bed,” Severus ordered,
pulling Harry’s hand from his cock. “You will come by my cock only.”
Harry whined in protest but did as
he was told, putting his hands back down where they belonged and letting them
grip on the bed sheets for support. He was so close to exploding, so close to
letting out everything within him just spill all over the bed. Severus moved faster
and faster aligned with his moans that were getting louder, quicker and shorter,
his own orgasm getting closer. Every thrust and every hit on his sweet spot
made the pressure in the pit of his stomach stronger than it could ever be,
threatening to burst as Harry screamed in ecstasy and pleasure at the
delightful assault thrown on him.
“Come for me, pet. Come whenever you
feel like it. Scream your pleasure.”
One more hit on his sweet spot made
him lose control. It forced an explosion equivalent to a detonation of an
atomic bomb within Harry as the boy came all over himself and all over the bed
sheet, making the boy scream his lover’s name in completion. His muscles
squeezed down impossibly hard on Severus’ already rock hard cock, making him
come and bathing Harry’s insides. As he felt himself being filled to the brim,
Harry’s orgasm actually lasted a little longer than the previous one, his body
twitching as if he was almost having some sort of seizure. He literally dropped
onto the bed as the last of his tremors died down. He didn’t care whether he
was in a sticky mess or not. He wanted Severus’ warmth. Leaning and tilting his
head up, he kissed Severus who was panting and leaning over him, the older man’s
arms around him telling him that he would like to spend a little time cuddling.
Severus kissed him back slowly before pulling and lying down next to him and instinctively,
Harry cuddled next to him.
“You are perfect, Harry. Perfect in
every way conceivable,” Severus whispered to his ear.
“Am I really…?” Harry asked
skeptically. He was not used to compliments, especially not this.
“Absolutely, my pet,” Severus
smirked and kissed his neck. “Absolutely.”
“I love you so much, Severus.”
“And I love you too, pet.”
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A dark silhouette of a tall man
stood before the Muggle family he had just mutilated. He admired his handiwork,
surprised that he could actually do it after so long out of practice. The fat
man’s body was in pieces, and he made sure that every single ounce of fat in
his obese body was literally splattered all over the floor, including the ones
that clung desperately on his love handles and his innards. Never before had
the man seen anyone who could still keep such a gluttonous figure in spite of the
disheveled home that would probably be unable to contain even a day’s worth of
bread to eat. The thin, lanky woman, on the other hand, had her body and limbs
twisted in such a way that would put a yoga master or a twister game expert to
shame. She definitely could use some of the unnecessary fat that her husband
didn’t really need.
Of course, nothing was more
satisfying than killing their little porky son. He had given him a very slow,
torturous death, forcing his body and mind using the Imperius Curse to stay
focus and alive as he made him take a kitchen knife—the ones Muggles used for
chopping up meat—to slowly cut himself bit by bit. He made him watch as piece
by piece of his flesh fall onto the floor and made him carry on some more until
he was only left with one hand that held that knife before telling him slit his
throat real slow so that he would bleed but not really die immediately from
blood loss. All the while as he squatted there on the floor, watching the boy
waiting for death to claim him in his blank mind-controlled state, he released
his Imperius Curse hold on him and watched him go from consciousness to
confusion to realization then to screaming pain, all the while the man was laughing
at him and shouting “Sectumsempra!”
over and over again at the boy, causing his body to spout blood everywhere like
a multi-fountain until he died by just the pain alone. Using the tip of his
wand to dip a generous amount of blood and licking it clean, he gave each and
every one of those bodies a bored look.
“Muggles. So fragile. So vulnerable.
So mortal. It’s almost a waste to kill them.”
“Master Riddle, I’ve got some nice
trophies for you to collect. I found them in the Muggles’ storeroom.”
The man called Riddle turned around
to see the fat, stout man with unkempt hair coming to him with a box levitated
towards him. Using a counter-spell, he made the man drop the box on the floor,
its content scattered all over the floor within its proximity.
“Your taste of trophies and mine are
like trying to compare Heaven and Earth, Wormtail,” Riddle commented
sarcastically. “Still, let’s see what you got.”
“Oh, oh, Master Riddle, you may like
this very much,” the stout man he called Wormtail went on his hands and knees
and went through the dropped items to find what he thought was worthy of his
Master’s eyes. “Yes, yes, you will like this. Very, very much.”
Riddle stood there, watching the
fidgety little man go on the floor searching like a rat would for food, waiting
impatiently for his imbecile of a slave get him what he thought he wanted. Moments
later, Wormtail found what he was looking for and handed it to his Master. Snatching
it from Wormtail’s hand, he noticed that they were two pieces of photographs. One
was a picture of a dark-haired man with glasses and a red-haired woman carrying
a baby boy with striking jade-green eyes—obviously taken using Muggle cameras,
since the picture was not animated—and the other was a picture of that
jade-green eyed boy standing there timidly as he was forced by the fat man he
just killed to stand still. The only difference was that in the latter picture,
aside from it being taken by wizard cameras, was that the boy in the picture
looked almost 11 years old, coming to 12.
“See the connection, Master?”
Wormtail asked gleefully, anticipating his Master’s reaction.
Riddle growled as he gripped on both
pictures tightly with a vengeance.
“The boy is alive.”
A/N: Uh-oh! Oh no! Voldie (or in this case Tom Riddle) has
finally made an appearance! You can more or less guess who did he kill from
that description. What’ll we do? What’ll we do?! (ranting and raving like
Courage the Cowardly Dog) Reviews plz!
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