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Candy	By : TheDarkWonker Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 297693 -:- Recommendations : 19 -:- Currently Reading : 19
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any related character. This is a work of fanfiction. I hold no rights on it at all. I make no profit from this story.

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Hermione walked into the great Hall where most of the student body was gathered at breakfast. Immediately her eyes darted to the Griffyndor Table, searching for the object of her lust and love: Harry James Potter. Just the sight of him talking with their friend sent a wave of lust through her core that manifested in a drip of clear liquid down her thighs.

She felt ashamed to be in the Great Hall without her knickers and with her pussy dripping madly, but she felt incredibly excited too. ‘Is this what it feels like when you are a slut?’ she asked herself as she approached Harry.

‘Oh, no. This is just the warm up. You won’t understand what it means to be a Slut until you’ll walk this Hall naked at lunch time. Then you will know exactly how a slut feels like. Eager aren’t you?’ Her subconscious mind asked.

Hermione bit her lip before answering ‘… Yes.’

She reached Harry who kept talking unaware of her presence until she spoke up.

“Harry?” The teen turned to her direction. “Can I talk with you for a moment? In private?”

“Uh. Sure Hermione,” Harry answered a little curious.

Hermione motioned for him to follow her and they left the Great Hall.

“What was that all about?” Asked Dean.

“No idea mate,“ answered Seamus.

Ginny narrowed her eyes at the scene. There was something suspicious about Hermione behavior. She was flushed, almost stuttering and there was this distinctive scent that she knew very well. It was the smell of a woman arousal. She knew it very well after hours spent in fingering herself thinking about the teen Hermione just abducted.

She didn’t like that one bit. She rose from her seat and quickly followed the couple outside the Hall. If the Bushy Bint was trying to steal what was rightfully hers she had another thing coming.

Unaware of being followed the young couple walked through the darkest corridors until they sneaked inside an unused classroom. Hermione quickly closed the door behind her using a powerful combination of locking and privacy wards. No one cloud hear a thing or get inside without blowing the door from its hinges.

“Hermione? What’s going on?” Asked Harry. He didn’t know that his training was working so smoothly that she was already seeking him while conscious. He was unaware that the Slut harbored feelings for him even before being conditioned. Plus there was that nifty life debt she owed him for saving her from the Troll in their first year, to give her a push toward him. Magic is a wonderful thing, isn’t it.

“Harry I…,” she was at loss for words. How do you tell someone that you want to be a Slut at his service? How can you explain that your cunt is dripping at the single thought of his face. How can you put in words that you want to suck his prick until it unloads its warm juices down your throat?

You don’t. That’s why she closed the distance between them and slammed her mouth against his, sneaking her tongue inside his cavity.

Harry was surprised to say the least, but he never was someone to be surprised for too long. Used to think on his feet he quickly reciprocated her assault, unleashing his inner Slut trough his hands. He pulled her against his chest feeling her hard nipples poking him through her shirt. The Slut wasn’t wearing any knickers. Fucking bitch! The conditioning was working better than expected.

His hands sneaked up her skirt meeting a slick liquid halfway to her arse. He unlocked his mouth and looked in her eyes.

“Well? What’s this, Hermione? Is there a specific reason why you are dripping wet and not wearing any knickers?”

Snapping out of her lust her face burned in embarrassment. “I… I….,” she tried to form a sentence but she was quickly cut of when Harry grabbed her butt and pulled her cheeks apart. She gasped at the feeling of a finger probing the entrance of her pussy.

“Damn, you are such a Slut!” Hermione shuddered at the mention of her new title. A new wave of liquid run down her tights to her sock. She looked at his Love with adoration.

“Say it again,” she whispered. He smirked before complying.

“Slut!” he started pushing his finger inside her. “Slut!” He repeated while she moaned her appreciation in his shoulders. “Slut!” he continued as she rocked her hips on his fingers.

“Look at me, Slut,” he commanded. She raised her gaze to meet his. “What do you want from me, Slut?”

“I… I want to…” she whimpered as he added a finger inside her cunt.

“What was that? Can you repeat, please?”

“I… want… Oh! I want you to take… Ahhhn! Take me…” she moaned while he hastened the pace.

“Oh really? And what’s there for me? “

“I’ll…. I’ll do Hnng! Anything. Pleeease.”

“Oh? What does anything implies? Will you suck my cock?”

“Hnnn,” she moaned at the thought. “Yes!”

“Will you swallow my cum?”

“OH! YES!” She screamed already feeling the taste in her mouth.

“Will you be MY Slut? Will you do everything I say? When I say it?”

“YES! YES! YES! ANYTHING!” She was almost the edge at this point. It would only take a little push for her to crumble.

“Why?” he asked her.

She racked he brain at his question. Why did she want to be a slut again besides the obvious fun? Why Harry’s slut of all people? In a moment she remembered all the years of loneness before meeting Harry. He was the first o acknowledge. The first to risk something for her. And let’s face it… he’s hot. She spent nights masturbating thinking of him since the day he saved her from the Troll. Who else could be her Master but the man that captured her heart five years prior.

“Because… because… because I love you Harry. I want to be your slave, your slut, your cocksleeve. Anything you want me to be I will become. Anything.” He smiled at her response. This was an unexpected development. One he liked very much. He received little love until his Master claimed him and he valued it extremely. Hermione had the potential to become the greatest slave for him and he didn’t even have to break her mind. Only focus her sexual urges on him. That was amazing. The thing she could do for him with her body and her mind where unlimited.

“Very good,” he said before licking her lips, “I accept to be your Master, Slut. Now do as your Master say and Cum. For. Me.” He accompanied the last three word with a deep movement inside her cunt, and just like he commanded she came. Hard. Her juices squirted and splattered on the floor. One, two, three times. Her eye rolled in the back of her head. A Harry induced orgasm was way more powerful than any she ever inflicted herself. In that tiny spark of consciousness left in her lust wracked mind she blessed her decision to become his slave.

Meanwhile outside of the door Ginny was pacing frantically. She was sure that Hermione was up to something with Harry and the locked door with the privacy charm fueled her jelousy.

‘Mine,” she thought, ‘Harry is mine. If someone will get an hold on that cock it’s me. I don’t care if he goes around and screw half the school but I won’t accept to be kept out of it. I want my share of him.’

She waited twenty minutes before leaving. She had Potion next and it wasn’t a good idea to be late with Snape. ‘This isn’t over. Not by a long shot,’ she thought before walking away.

Those minutes weren’t wasted on the other side of the door. Well it took Hermione five minutes to regain her mind from the blowing orgasm but she eventually came back. The first thing she saw when her eyes regained focus was Harry’s throbbing cock waiting for her. He was sitting on a chair completely naked, exposing his toned body for her delight. She felt a new wave of lust filling her core while she walked on all four toward him.

He didn’t say a thing to her since he wanted to see exactly how much she meant with anything. She didn’t need any instruction. She started worshipping his cock as she took a good sniff at it. The simple smell of his manliness was an experience in itself. The smell of cock was the best thing she ever had the chance to try. Something that Harry could attest. She soon began licking the tip of that giant meat roll. Up and down, up and down, until the entirety of his manliness was covered by her spit. She then grabbed it with both hands and stated stroking. She was amazed by the feeling of that hot rod throbbing between her hands and she couldn’t help but licking her lips expectantly.

Finally she couldn’t hold back anymore and brought the Divine tool to her mouth. She couldn’t handle but a little part of Harry luscious cock but he knew better than to push her. Hermione settled for nothing but the best. He knew that she could take it all given her enough time. He wasn’t about to ruin a job that was shaping up perfectly on its own. Instead he simply sat back and enjoyed himself patting her head lovingly.

“Very good, Slut. Very good indeed. Hmmm. Oh yeah, I’m sure that in no time at all you will be…oh yes right there… the best slut to ever walk the…. Oooh… Earth. Fuck! Hermione. You are too good for a beginner. Don’t tell me that you read in a book how to give a blowjob. Agh.”

Hermione simply raised her gaze to meet his smiling with her eyes. Of course Hermione had read a book on fellatios. There wasn’t a topic she didn’t read about after all. In that moment Harry thought that maybe being a know-it-all wasn’t a bad thing. Perhaps Hermione could point him to a few text he could use to refine his own cock-worshipping skills. That was something his Master would appreciate a lot.

Sadly time was running short and he had to finish. Hermione gave herself a couple more orgasm before he decided to end it. Of course he wasn’t about to waste his load and he couldn’t just swallow it himself in front of her. She wasn’t conditioned enough yet to accept all the changes in his life. A few more nights of treatment where in order to complete the job.

“Very good Slut. Now I’m going.. Uuuhh… to blow in your mouth and you are going to drink ever drop of it. Got it?” She simply nodded without stopping her work. She was eager to finally taste his cock juice. She closed her eyes and Harry took that chance to plunge his ass furiously.

Hi cock exploded in her mouth and while the Slut was surpised by the amount of nectar spilled in her throat she wasn’t about to fail her first assignment. She was Hermione Slut Granger and she wouldn’t except nothing less than full marks for her work . Four time she had to swallow before she finished Harry single load. The amount of fluid was impressing. The taste was other-wordly. Nothing before satisfied her taste better that cum. She wonder why they didn’t serve it in the best restaurant. It was bloody fantastic.

‘I could live only by drinking this and I would be happy,’ she thought unaware of how close she was to the truth.

Soon enough she would join Harry in his quest for Cum. She would only need a certain potion that her Master’s Master would be more than eager to provice.

Yep. Hermione was totally happy of her choice of life. She would put herself mind and body to this new subject.

“How was it?” she asked. Harry smiled and patted her head.

“Full marks, Slut. Full marks.”

Hermione beamed at his praise before they both adjusted themselves and left the room filled with the smell of their dirty fluids. Things were definitely looking up for the newfound slut and her cock-whore Master.

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Ta-da! The depravity goes on as Harry gains more comrades in his quest for cocks. Hermione will be as usual right at his side to face the hardest challenges ahead of them.

Did you expect any less? Not likely.

Next chapter a little more Hermy-slut before Harry makes his move to claim his best male friend.

What kind of slut should Ron become? A cock slut? A pussy slave? A simple cum dump? Remember no major physical modification until summer. They have to keep things quite for some time. Feel free to suggest any kind of sick depravity you feel like.

As usually I’ll be waiting eagerly…..

Bye.

PS: Please review. Knowing that my depravity is appreciated help me to write better and faster. I need to know how much you like my story to find a good inspiration. Don’t leave me hanging… please.
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