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Slave to the Phoenix	By : FyreFawn Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 41539 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter Series belongs to JK Rowling. I make no profit from this.

Chapter List
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The Jewelry Store, Red Diamond Jewelry, that I put in this chapter, comes from the game Oblivion, Elder Scrolls IV and belongs to Bethesda Game Studios.

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Hermione walked next to Lucius, her posture straight and her eyes lowered. They had just left Red Diamond Jewelry, a new store to Diagon Alley, where Lucius had placed a custom made order for Hermione’s collar and purchased other Jewelry items for her. Now they were on their ways to Twilfitt and Tatting’s to purchase Hermione clothes. Entering the shop, they were greeted right away by the sales associate, Joanie.

She curtsied to Lucius, “Good day Minister, how may we serve you?”

“My slave needs clothing. I will need a private room as all outfits and undergarments must be approved by me.”

“Very well Minister.” The sales associate responded and led them to a back room.

The room was outfitted with three full size mirrors and a curtain that divide the room by a quarter. In the middle of the room was a comfortable lounge chair and sitting next to it was a small table on which refreshments were placed.

Lucius sat down and studied Hermione with his eyes. “I think we shall start off with bikini knickers and strapless demicup bras, as well as sheer, lace and shelf bras. The colors should be red, green, black, and white. She will need 10 formal dress robes with stockings and garters for events and 5 satin corsets. For shoes she will need to have dress shoes in flats and kitten heels as well as casual shoes.”

Joanie was silent as she took all of this down from the Minister. She then urged Hermione to the back of the room and pulled the curtain across.

Hermione stood still as she was measured for her garments. After each garment was placed on her, she had to walk out from behind the curtain and show off the outfit to Lucius. They had started her out with black lace bikini knickers and a demicup bra.

Lucius eyes darkened as he beheld her standing in the undergarments. He slid his eyes up her body, taking in her little toes, up her delicate ankles to the toned calves and thighs, his eyes resting for a moment on that spot the knickers hid from his view. His gaze then continued on, absorbing the sight of her slightly rounded belly, with the small indentation in it, up her breasts which filled the b cup bra to perfection.

“That suits you perfectly dear slave. Severus, though partial to green loves black even more, if you couldn’t tell. He will want to see you in this color many times. In fact, we will all want you in our favorite colors. It’s a good think we will be purchasing plenty of under garments for you. Now, go change into the next set.”

Hermione spent hours trying on undergarments and outfits, the most erotic moment occurring when she went to show her Master the shelf bra. Hermione’s face was flush with embarrassment and apprehension. The bra she currently was trying on only held have of her breasts. Her nipples and upper breasts were lifted up for Lucius’ viewing pleasure. Hermione kept her eyes lowered as she heard Lucius draw in a breath.

Lucius drew in a breath as he saw Hermione emerge from the curtain. The bra cupped the lower half of her breasts gently. How he wished those could be his hands supporting that delicious weight.

He stood up and walked over to Hermione, gazing at her held up breasts. He reached out a hand and slid his finger down the middle of her left breast, until it reached her pink dusky nipple and stopped, letting it rest on that small protuberance.

Lucius whispered in her ear, “Do you know how perfectly desirable your body is little one? Don’t be ashamed slave; this is what your body is for. To give desire, and to receive it back. It is what our bodies are for as well. Your Master’s will give you desire and we will receive it back. In this, we are all equal, us and you.” Lucius rubbed that nipple gently, proud that it responded to his touch by pebbling up. “Your body likes this sweet girl. It likes be touching you, it responds to me as it should. What a good body. What a good girl. How I want a taste all of it, but for now, I will allow myself just a little sample.”

Lucius bent his head and gently ran his tongue along that little piece of flesh before taking it into his mouth and suckling on it. “Mmm.” He moaned as the nipple responded further. He stopped suckling and placed a sweet kiss on her nipple, then kissed her forehead. “You taste so sweet. How I wish we didn’t have to give you time to grow used to us. Ah well, patience will receive its reward, will it not? Go, try on the rest of your outfits and then I will take you to lunch.”

Hermione was currently kneeling at Lucius feet on a small pillow place by his dining chair. Out of the corner of her eyes, she had spied other slaves in the same position, most not having pillows to kneel on. She was the only one without a collar on, though, that would soon change. Also, unlike Hermione, the slaves were not eating. Only if their Master’s had finished lunch and leftovers remained were they allowed the scraps.

In Hermione’s Case, Lucius had ordered her a ham and cheese sandwich with carrot sticks and ranch dressing, while he on the other hand was enjoying a meal of Marinated grilled shrimp, a green salad and a medium rare rib eyed steak.

Hermione wasn’t about to complain, after all, at least she was getting something. Plus, in between bites of her sandwich and carrot sticks, Lucius fed her some of his shrimp.

Lucius, giving Hermione a drink of his ice water spoke. “We have one more stop after this. Though we all have a fondness for long hair, yours is a bit too long and would get in your way, so we will be going to the Golden Stair Salon to get your hair cut to mid back length. Though the salon encourages women to ‘let their Rapunzel out’, I think we need to reign yours in.”

Lucius took his last bite of steak and seeing Hermione was finished with her meal as well, called for the ticket.

After paying the ticket, they walked toward the salon when they happened upon Bellatrix Lestrange.

“Lucius, I heard you had purchased a slave, but I just didn’t believe it until now. My poor dear sister, Narcissa. She is likely rolling in her grave as we speak.” Bellatrix reached out as she spoke and lifted Hermione’s chin up further with her index finger, until her head was tilted back.

Lucius, though seething inside, was an expert at hiding his emotions and maintained a calm façade. “Narcissa and I were only wed via arrangement. She was a bitch; of course you two were quite a bit alike in attitude.”

Bellatrix laughed wildly, “You are being over imaginative my dear ex brother-in-law.”

“So, how does this mudblood take curses? Have you introduced her to pain yet? Have you tried out her body? I could help you out. You have to learn to share at one point. Why don’t you share her with me? I am sure I can find ways to play with her. She is a pleasure slave right? It will give me pleasure to torture a mudblood. I rarely ever get the chance,” she pouted.

“First of all, Bellatrix, I am already sharing her with Draco, Remus and Severus. I am sure the mudblood will be kept occupied. Second, no curses will be used on the slave unless needed for punishment reasons or if I end up bringing her to the monthly revels. Thirdly, no pain has been introduced as of yet, but it will be, and when it is, it won’t be done by magical means. As you well know, pain can bring an interesting form a pleasure, and I ensure that our slave will learn of it.”

Lucius’ eyes grew cold, “Now, stop touching our slave. We don’t have all day to bandy about and you are wasting my time. Good day.”

Lucius spun on his heels and ground out, “Come slave!” glancing out of the corner of his eye to make sure Hermione was by his side as he walked swiftly away.

Hermione sat in the salon chair, practically purring as hands massaged the shampoo through her scalp. Her legs ached slightly from trying to keep up with Lucius swift strides and she was glad for the relief of sitting.

After her hair was washed, the back of the chair was lifted. Hermione, able to look about freely at this time peeked at Lucius through her eyelashes. He was currently flipping through a catalog of men’s hair care products. She quickly looked away from him as she saw him smirk lightly, as if he knew she was observing him.

After Hermione’s haircut he also had the Salon employee cut and file Hermione’s fingernails and toenails, covering them with a clear polish.

Lucius purchased hair supplies for Hermione and they walked out the door. “You have been a very good girl today. I am proud of you. Your other Master’s will be proud as well. I think you deserve a reward. Come, one more stop dear child and we will go home. It’s been a long day and you need your rest.”

Lucius had to laugh as he and Hermione walked to an apparition point so they might apparate back just outside the grounds of Hogwarts.

Severus and the others would be surprised by Hermione’s familiar. None were overly fond of cats, including him. They all seemed to be dog people, but their little slave didn’t want a dog. No, she wanted a bandy legged, crooked tailed, fluffy and flat faced orange creature. Lucius had tried to convince her otherwise, but Hermione was able to urge the nice shop owner into siding with her. After all, getting a familiar was her reward. In addition, shouldn’t she get to choose which familiar she wanted as part of the reward also?

His eyes twinkled and were soft as they glanced over at her and the big fuzzy bundle in her arms. After four years of no one wanting the half-kneazle cat, their slave did. It wasn’t hard to see that both slave and cat were very happy and content. The slave smiling and the cat kneading its claws gently into Hermione’s robes, purring with a look of utter satisfaction on its face.
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