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Only a Slave	By : scaramouche36 Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 55711 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Harry and Hermione are about to make a serious mistake and there will be...wolfish consequences for their actions.

Chapter 6: Yes, Mistress

Bellatrix was lying in her bed, fingers buried in her pussy, thinking abour the sight of her piss splashing of her slave’s face, when a silver light coalesced in the corner. It solidified into a serpent and spoke to her in the Dark Lord’s voice:

“Bellatrix, I need you at the Manor immediately. It is under attack.” Bellatrix leapt out of bed and grabbed her wand. She turned on the spot and disapparated. When she arrived at Malfoy Manor she saw spells flying in every direction.

She made her way through the mayhem to her Lord, who was doling out death from his perch above the aurors. Bellatrix contented herself to blocking incoming spells. She knew that the Dark Lord could handle any wizard there—even all of them together. She saw the Patil twins, clad in leather bodysuits and wielding knives, take down one of the aurors trying to reach the Dark Lord. Their allegiance was clearly with the Dark Lord now. Bellatrix saw the Minister of Magic, Rufus Scrimgeour, among the aurors and aimed her wand at him.

“Avada Kedavra!” She screeched. He leaned to the side to avoid the spell, but her second curse hit him in the chest. The aurors began to panic. Leaderless, many of them fled immediately. Those who were left retreated soon after, seeing that numbers no longer favored them.

“Well done, Bella,” said Voldermort. “All Death Eaters!” he shouted, “Malfoy Manor is no longer safe! Relocate operations to the Lestrange castle.” He snapped his fingers and the Patil twins appeared at his side, clutching his robes. He offered Bellatrix his arm and they disapparated. The Lestrange castle had only one occupant at the moment: Rodolphous’s father, Deseiderus. Voldermort spoke briefly to the old man and he agreed to let them use the castle. He tottered off to his workroom and Voldermort lead Bellatrix and the twins into the throne room. He lit a fire with his wand and sat in the throne.

Without needing an invitation, the twins sank to their knees on either side of the Dark Lord as Death Eaters began to appear around the room, chattering. Voldermort raised a finger and they ceased immediately.

“Bella, Severus, Rabastan, Lucius, Draco, Fenrir, Augustus, Antonin, you may stay. The rest of you leave. Now!” Those Death Eaters he had not named disapparated. Severus conjured a long table and they all sat down. Voldermort summoned a bottle of wine and Snape poured everyone a glass. Underneath the table, Voldermort pulled out his cock and the Patils started to suck on it.

“Our first order of business is to congratulate Bellatrix,” said Voldermort, “the Minister is finally dead! I doubt the Ministry will be able to come up with anyone more competent. Our jobs just got easier.” The Death Eaters made noises of approval. “Now, as to our next move. We cannot take Hogwarts…the school was closed after Bella’s raid and the Order of the Phoenix has relocated to an unknown location. Any ideas Severus?”

“Their London Headquarters is empty. As are the homes of the Weasleys, Tonks’s and most other Order members. The most viable places that I see is for them to be headquartered in the Hog’s Head or at the old Potter Manor. Either way, it would be very difficult to reach them. The basement of the Hog’s Head is heavily fortified…and Aberforth would have placed a Fidelius. The same goes for Potter Manor. It’s been abandoned since the death of William Potter but the enchantments will still be up.”

“What do you propose, Severus?”

“I say that our best move is to wait. Without a powerful Ministry, the Order is of little consequence. We should take this opportunity to increase our ranks and destabilize the Ministry. Percy Weasley is still under Rockwood’s control. We should be able to get information through him. Shouldn’t we?”

“No,” growled Rockwood, “the Ministry will be checking for enchantments. He will be caught. I plan to terminate him soon. We will have to create a new spy.”

“Very well,” said Voldermort, who was focusing on not cumming. “Severus, see what you can find out about the Order. Rockwood, Rabastan: get me a new agent in the Ministry after they sweep for enchantments. Dolohov, I want you and Severus to check the Hog’s Head. Kill Aberforth if you think you can. With Dumbledore dead he is now the most powerful wizard alive, apart from myself. Lucius…Draco…I want you to collect Narcissa and pay a visit to Bella’s toys sometime tomorrow. Fenrir…go bite some muggles or something. Dismissed!”

The Death Eater bowed and left, leaving Bellatrix alone with her Lord and the twins. Voldermort finally let himself go, spraying the twins with his seed.

“Well done, girls,” he panted.

“Our Lord is too kind!” said Parvati, relishing his favor.

“You have done very well these last few days, Bellatrix,” said Voldermort. “I am most pleased with your performance. I think you deserve a reward. Lie on the table.”

Bellatrix stripped and lay on the table with her legs dangling over the edge. The Patil twins undressed the Dark Lord and woke up his cock. He leaned in to the table and kissed Bellatrix as he slid his cock into her waiting pussy. Padma immediately leaned in to lick her Lord’s ass and Parvati swung herself onto the table in a sixty-nine position over Bellatrix, inhaling the sweet perfume of her cunt. She bent down and began to lick her Mistress’s clit while her Master ravaged her pussy. Bellatrix admired the young girl’s pussy for a moment before extending her tongue to pleasure the girl. Hearing the moans of pleasure coming from the other three, Padma slipped a hand down her body and began to rub her pussy.

***

Harry was still holding Hermione when he woke up. His side was cramped from lying on the bottom of the tub all night, but he still felt better than he had since his captivity had begun. He lay perfectly still, not wanting to wake Hermione. She looked too peaceful. He just lay there, staring at her body.

Harry panicked slightly when his cock started to wake up, pressing into Hermione’s side, but she didn’t wake up. She rolled over so that his cock was pressing into her crack.

“Ohh…” she moaned, still asleep, “Harry…” Harry was shocked but in a good way. He reached up and rested his hand on Hermione’s hip. She stirred, waking up. She felt Harry’s arousal and actually giggled.

“You are naughty, Harry Potter,” she said, rolling over to face him. Her face turned serious. “Harry…I know you love Ginny and you know that I have feelings for Ron, but we’re stuck here. Bellatrix is going to keep raping us until she either decides to kill us, we escape or we get rescued. It will ruin the notion of romantic love for both of us, unless…” she trailed off, “Unless we take solace in each other. I need you Harry. I need you to make me feel loved right now. Do you need me?” Harry looked into her eyes. She was all he had now. His only tie the life that had been taken from him. He nodded.

Hermione’s hand closed around his cock and started to gently stroke. Harry moved one of his hands to her breast and the two friends kissed. Harry rolled on top of Hermione and slowly, tenderly, penetrated her. She moaned as he started to fuck her. Harry increased his speed and Hermione started to pant.

“Fuck, Harry,” she moaned softly, “Faster! Faster!” Harry increased tempo again and felt Hermione’s pussy clench around him as she came. The sensation sent him over the edge and, with one last thrust, he came too, filling her womb with his seed.

They gazed into each others eyes for a minute, both sensing the other’s love. Hermione vocalized it first.

“I love you, Harry Potter.”

“And I love you, Hermione Granger.” They embraced and neither one noticed the door opening. They didn’t even realize they weren’t alone until they heard Bellatrix’s voice.

“Crucio!” she screeched and Harry and Hermione fell apart, both writhing in pain. “I told you Potter! You only cum with MY permission! You will be punished severely for this!” She flicked her wand and both slaves flew out of the tub and into the bedroom. Bellatrix ordered them to the dungeon and, with great trepedation, they made their way down the hall. Bellatric secured both of them to chains and walked to the fireplace. Throwing a handful of green powder into the fire she spoke clearly, “Lestrange Castle!” she stuck her head into the fire and they heard her, distantly. “Lucius! My slaves are being punished, we will have to delay your visit. Tell Fenrir that I want him here in half an hour.” She removed her head from the fire.

She waved her wand and her clothes changed instantly to her dominatrix outfit and a whip flew to her hand. She raised it and brought it down on Harry’s back and then on Hermione. They both screamed.

“Pathetic. Silencio!” they felt their vocal chords freeze. Bellatrix whipped them again and again for a solid ten minutes, leaving their backs covered in bloody welts. Both Harry and Hermione were deeply regretting their choice. How could they not have seen this coming. Bellatrix circled them like an angry cat.

“You have been fairly good about following my orders thus far. But now you will learn what pain truly is! Augmenti!” A pressurized jet of icy water sprayed from her wand and drenched Harry and Hermione. Next she lit the tip of her wand and poked them in various sensitive places. “This is just the warm up act. Let’s see…what next. Oh yes…” she waved her wand again and a pink haze drifted towards their genitals. Harry gritted his teeth, ready for pain but none came, only an odd tingling sensation. “So mote it be,” said Bellatrix, and the haze vanished. “From now on, you will not be able to cum unless I give you permission. If you behave, I may eventually give you that ability back.” She walked to a tall cabinet and pulled out a strapon. Harry exchanged a terrified look with Hermione. This one was easily twice as thick as the other one and covered in large black bumps.

As Bellatrix slipped it on there was a crack and Fenrir Greyback appeared. He didn’t even bother to greet Bellatrix, he simply walked to where Harry and Hermione hung and sniffed them.

“Which do I get first?” he asked.

“The mudblood,” said Bellatrix. “Take her pussy. I want the ass. You can have Potter for seconds.” Greyback grinned wolfishly and shed his robe. His dick was a monster, nearly a foot long and thick. He lowered the chains holding Hermione’s arms in place so she was bent double. Bellatrix did the same to Harry.

“You’re going to want to get this wet, whore,” she said, shoving the dildo into his face. He opened his mouth but could barely get the tip in. Instead he licked it, getting as much saliva as possible on the shaft. Next to him, he heard Hermione scream. Greyback had mounted her and was fucking her as fast as he could. Harry could see blood coating the side of his dick as it ravaged Hermione’s pussy. His claw-like hands gripped her breasts, sinking deep into the soft flesh. Bellatrix noted Harry’s distraction and his concern. She slapped him across the face with her strapon.

“Pay attention to your job, whore. Don’t worry about the mudblood. Greyback has orders not to kill her or bite her, but I can tell him to fuck her harder.” Harry instantly refocused his attention on his Mistress’s cock. He did his best to tune out Hermione’s pained gasps it was incredibly difficult. His attention returned to his own problems when he felt Bellatrix remove her cock from his mouth and line it up with his ass. He gritted his teeth for the pain but it didn’t help. He shouted in pain as his ass was stretched to its limit.

As if in response to some unspoken command, Bellatrix and Greyback pivoted Harry and Hermione so that they face each other. Harry could see the mad lust in Greyback’s eyes as he fucked Hermione. He bared his teeth at Harry as he came, pulling out so that his seed sailed over Hermione’s back and onto Harry’s face. Bellatrix pulled out of Harry and let him collapse into his chains. It felt like his ass was split permanently open. It barely even registeres that Bellatrix had finished herself off in Hermione’s mouth and left the room. The two simply hung in their chains, barely conscious and defeated.

Bellatrix returned after a few minutes and surveyed her slaves. Hermione’s thighs were trembling and stained with blood and her breasts were bruised and scratched. Harry’s ass was still gaping from his fucking and both faces were stained with tears. Bellatrix blasted them with water to get their attention.

“You whores had better remember this lesson. You’re going to be useless to me for the rest of the day now.” She released their chains and they collapsed to the floor. “Follow me.” She led them back to her bathroom and into the secondary bathroom. “You are going to stay in her for the rest of today and tonight. You can use the shower but you’re not getting any food. If either of you cums again without my permission, what Greyback and I did to you will feel like getting tickled with a feather. Understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” said Harry.

“Yes, Mistress,” said Hermione. Bellatrix left, shutting the door behind her. Harry turned on the shower and he and Hermione sat underneath the jet of water holding eachother into the night. It had been a mistake to sleep together, but they still found some measure of comfort in each other’s arms.

It'll probably be close to a week (or at least 5 days) before I get the next chapter up. It'll be a Malfoy party and maybe a hint of Ron.
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