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Breaking of the Curse ...	By : pittwitch Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six
Dinner is Served

Bill grimaced against the friction-induced pain in his throbbing member, knowing full well that Snape was leading them back to the dungeons, and the promise of more pain. Lucius smiled behind his back, barely able to control his delight in goading Snape to take back control. Twice in one week! his mind rejoiced.

Snape descended the stone stairway into the pitch black of the dungeon. A small smile quirked his lips. As his hand lighted on the banister, the torches flared to life, casting their pale glow on the cold gray walls. He moved silently to the door and shoved it open, its hinges creaking in protest or perhaps salutation. With a flick of his wrist, Snape transfigured his own clothing into his favorite, butter-soft leather leggings. He pulled his hair back to tie it tight with a matching leather cord.

Lucius stepped past Bill and assumed his position, on his knees in the center of the floor. Startled, Bill glanced at the other man before quickly following suit.

Snape turned on them, folding his arms thoughtfully as he considered the pair of pets eagerly awaiting his next whim.

"Two presents a problem," he murmured. He moved closer to Bill. Staring directly into Bill’s clear blue eyes, he demanded, "Stand!"

Bill surged to his feet in one fluid motion while keeping his hands firmly clasped behind his back.

"You are boy," instructed the Master. "Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master," boy answered respectfully.

"Pet tells me your word is ‘Scabbers'?" the Master asked in a rumbling voice.

"Yes, Master," boy again answered, managing to keep his eyes focused on the Master’s as well.

"Very well," Snape nodded his acknowledgment then barked sharply, "Pet, stand!"

Lucius leapt to his feet, knees crackling in protest, face forced to maintain a calm expression.

"I am not pleased, pet," Snape whispered as he stroked his hand over Lucius' shoulder. "Do you understand why?"

"Yes, Master, I think so," Lucius replied.

"Explain, for boy."

"Yes, Master. First, I invited another to play without permission."

"That is one reason. Continue."

"Yes, Master. Secondly, I gave you no time to prepare."

"Yes, pet."

"Third, I have revealed our secret to an outsider without your permission."

"Yes, pet. And, you forget the proper address," Snape hissed, yanking Lucius' hair so that he was forced to look at the ceiling.

"Yes, Master, I have offended you at least four times now."

"Five, pet. You failed to please me earlier as well."

"Yes, Master. Five times."

"I am displeased with you as well, boy," snarled Snape as he turned his attention to Bill. "I believe you have lied to my pet for your own personal gain."

Lucius swallowed hard against the first faint tremors of fear rising from the pit of his stomach as he heard the pitch of his Master"s voice change. He fought down the smile that wanted to grace his face in his amusement at Bill's naivete.

"I shall simply punish you both," concluded the Master as he stepped to his work table and slid open a concealed drawer. He withdrew a silver object which Bill only glimpsed in the corner of his vision. All too soon, Snape returned to stand in front of Lucius, holding a coiled silver snake in his hand.

Snape grinned evilly as Lucius’ tiny inhalation did not escape his notice.

"One of my favorite toys, boy," Snape held it up into Bill"s line of sight. "Step forward, pet. Allow me to demonstrate its usage for the boy."

Lucius took two steps forward, to stand just behind Snape.

"Present!" barked the Master.

Lucius immediately bent over at the waist, spreading his feet wide, and resting the palms of his hands on the stone floor. Snape rewarded him with a sharp, backhanded slap on the buttocks. Bill startled slightly at the motion and sound.

"Open!" came the next demand.

Lucius raised his hands to his own backside and held his cheeks wide-open for his Master. Bill was able to see that Lucius had pre-oiled his entrance, the lubrication glimmering from the torchlight. Snape watched Bill’s eyes widen with fascination and realization. He then held the snake-toy to Lucius’ opening and slid the head inside his rectum, delighting as the muscles there involuntarily clenched against the cold intruder.

"Release!" he growled. Lucius let his buttocks go, allowing them to close around the snake. "Stand!"

Lucius stood upright, still holding himself as proudly as when he stood in all his finery at the Ministry.

"Turn, pet," Snape asked him more gently.

Of course, Lucius performed a quick about-face and now stared at Bill. Lucius’ cock jutted out proudly, not at all dismayed at its owner’s condition or the prospects Snape promised.

Snape reached between Lucius’ legs to grasp the tail of the snake and stretch it out, lining its body to press between his pet's sacs and then gently coiling the metal around his cock. Slowly, Snape worked the metal around the swollen member until he reached the head, where he wrapped the snake’s body around twice then pulled the magically stretching metal so that he was able to insert the tail into the shaft's opening. Lucius threw his head back at the sensation. Bill gasped, shocked. Snape sneered at the boy over his shoulder before pointing towards the wall.

"Shackle him to the wall, boy," he barked. Bill rushed to obey. Lucius pressed his front to the stones, raised his hands, and allowed the boy to encircle his wrists with the iron manacles which hung from the rings in the ceiling.

"Well done, boy," he praised before shoving Bill against the wall and chaining him as well. "Now, boy, the truth," Snape roughly grabbed his swollen sacs and squeezed, "Did you lie to my pet?"

Hissing in pain, Bill answered, "Yes, Master."

"You have played these games before now?"

"Yes, Master," he managed once more with a groan.

"Often?"

"Master? I do not understand the question, sir."

"How many times have you played?"

Bill gulped, screwing his eyes shut tight against the intensity of Snape"s glare.

"Look at me, boy!"

Bill"s eyes flew open, not daring to disobey.

"How many times have you played games such as these?" Snape demanded to know once more.

"Six, Master, only six."

"I understand now," Snape soothed the boy. His fingers moved to the knotted leather tie binding Bill’s cock all while keeping eye contact with the boy. Deftly, he loosened the leather, freeing Bill’s head and loosening the length of leather all along Bill’s erection.

Bill screamed against the pain of the returning blood flow. He clenched his fists and strained against his shackles with all of his considerable strength. Snape stepped back to observe the mystifying misery of the boy. Lucius closed his eyes and let his face rest against the cool stones.

"Have you played at this level before tonight, boy?" Snape asked as he idly picked at his fingernails, practically ignoring the new toy’s pain.

"No, Master," grunted Bill between clenched teeth.

"Pet?" He changed focus now.

"Yes, Master?"

"Have you observed this boy playing games previously?" Snape purred the question, taunting Lucius with his tone.

"Yes, Master," Lucius winced as he answered, knowing his digression would lead to further pain.

"Have you played with boy before tonight?" Snape pushed further.

"No, Master," pet answered truthfully, throwing his whole soul into that one answer in a last ditch attempt to save his hide.

"You set me up, pet," Snape stated coolly. He moved behind Lucius and pressed his body against him, pressing the pet's naked flesh into the grating stone of the wall.

"No! Master! No!" gasped Lucius. "I merely took advantage of a situation, Master."

Snape grabbed a handful of Lucius" hair, wound it around his hand and closed it in his fist to tug his head backwards roughly.

"Are you lying, pet?"

"No, Master!"

"I do not believe you, pet."

With one more harsh tug, Snape released his hair and returned to the worktable.

"Which should I choose?" Snape pondered as he perused the collection of crops, floggers and whips, each with its own personality and attraction. Neither Bill nor Lucius dared to answer, or even look.

A/N: And which would you choose?
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