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The Red-headed Queens	By : peaseblossom_dryad Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 3770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Elizabeth woke up with a horrible feeling in the pit of her stomach; it wasn’t just an emotional pain but physical as well. But worse still was the feeling between her legs, she’d been torn and stretched in impossible ways the night before. Then she was inundated by all the memories of the prior night. She struggled through the memories of Thomas’ consensual attack and then came face to face with her new knowledge of her powers. She wanted her mother more than anything at the moment, if her mother had been there, she would know have been able to help Elizabeth. Elizabeth would not have been left learning the meaning and history of her life through a lewd man. Her thoughts were interrupted by a shout from downstairs. Catherine was calling the girl to dinner.

Elizabeth startled out of her reverie and rushed to ready herself for the noon meal. As she was about to leave her chambers, she caught sight of herself in the looking glass and realized that there were purplish bruises lining her neck. She would have to wear a large collar to obscure the markings…

Elizabeth descended the stairs and arrived at the long table. It was customary in the manor to eat dinner with family members only so she found herself alone at the table with Catherine and Thomas. The trio shared the long white table with plenty of space in between all members. Silence reigned the meal, interrupted solely by the servants bringing food on which to dine. At one point, Thomas dropped his fork and disappeared under the table for a few minutes under the guise of retrieving it. Elizabeth was shocked when she felt a hand on her legs, running up and down her moist underwear. She almost gasped aloud but remembered the Lady Catherine and reached for a glass of wine to obscure her mouth.

Thankfully the meal ended shortly after and Elizabeth could retreat to her chambers. Once there, she sat on her bed and tried summoning different objects. She knew she had to hide her wandless magic from Thomas and would therefore practice it during the day, without his knowledge. First, she tried calling her feathered plume to her and it came but with reluctance. Then she summoned her pearl necklace, it was a little quicker to come but still slightly difficult. Elizabeth went to her window and seeing as it was raining outside, tried to create a dry patch for her hunting eagle to land. She was fairly successful but she couldn’t seem to widen the patch no matter how she tried. Elizabeth remembered seeing a patch on one of her mother’s cloaks. It had a torch, a cloud, a water droplet, and a vine intertwined in a circle. With what little she had glimpsed of alchemy, she realized that this must be related to the four elemental powers: fire, air, water, and earth. Elizabeth had already tried elements of the latter three powers, now it was fire’s turn.

She turned back to her room to the chimney in the corner. It was a big stone hearth perfect for creating a warm fire but it was dormant at the moment. Elizabeth concentrated and put her hands out, imagining a large, roaring fire and without a minute’s hesitation, it appeared. She was momentarily shocked but fascination soon took over. She stared intently at it and her thoughts turned again to her mother. She wondered whether it was possible to be gifted in solely one element. Suddenly she heard a reply, “yes.” That couldn’t have been said aloud, where was the voice coming from? She looked back towards the fire and was shocked to see her mother’s face in the flames. She rushed close, not even considering the possible pain of her actions and found that instead of burning her, the fire caressed her body. She was able to hold her mother’s face in her hands. With tears in her eyes, Elizabeth sighed and began to pour out her heart hoping to hear words of comfort. Her flamed mother told her to be brave and that small sacrifices were important for the greater good. Hearing those words, the exhausted 14-year old fell asleep.

That was how Thomas found her five hours later; she was curled up in the extinguished chimney, completely naked. Her jaunt into the fire had burned all her clothes off but had not touched a hair on her body. Fortunately, Thomas did not wait to seek an understanding of the strange situation. Rather, he enjoyed the view of a perfect, round body. At the moment, her buttocks was facing him and he imagined all of the naughty things he could do to it. That was all it took to create a very uncomfortable situation in his breeches. He strode over to the sleeping girl and caressed her shoulder while using his wand to silence her.

After she was effectively muted, he lifted her body up and whispered in her ear his first command. While he reclined on the silken bedspread, she was to kneel in front of his body. Then she was to take his uncomfortable pants off and beginning stroking his rather large problem. Thomas knew that he wanted to teach his plaything a new skill so after he was suitably relaxed, he instructed her to open her mouth and he thrust his penis inside. The feeling was incredible, she made hot, wet, sucking sounds as his large member gagged her and he nearly came down her throat… Then he flicked his wand out and muttered engorgio making her tongue swell until it did not fit inside her mouth. The effect was a swirling motion on the tip of his penis and it drove him wild. Yet, he knew he couldn’t cum yet. He wanted to be able to take her against the stone walls of her chambers. It was incredibly masculine and Catherine never let him do it so tonight he’d get his wish.

Meanwhile, Elizabeth kneeled on the floor, her knees getting cut and scratched from her efforts. While Thomas was gagging her, she fought back the nauseous feeling in her stomach and focused on her mother’s words. This was for the greater good. When she stopped focusing on the gagging sensation, Elizabeth found herself enjoying the act, so much so that she felt a release of fluid from her groin. Had she really just cum from giving a blowjob? What was wrong with her. She doubled her efforts on the object down her throat but was rebuked by Thomas. He told her to stand up so stand up she did.

Thomas would now be able to get his wish. He was going to take her hard against the wall. He moved forward, backing the girl into the wall until her back hit it hard. He then held her arms against the wall while he leaned in and kissed her until her mouth was bruised bright red. He sucked on her earlobes and then returned to her mouth; she could taste the beer on his breath as his tongue swirled around. While they kissed, she could feel his throbbing penis pressed against her stomach. He broke the kiss and moved his hips backward for a second while positioning himself at her entrance. He momentarily removed the spell binding her lips and told her that she had to beg. He would not deliver the sensation she wanted until she begged. Elizabeth did not even think of doing anything else. She pleaded to have him inside her and soon he was. He impaled her while picking her hips up and then pounded into her body. The scratches from the night before were reopened with his efforts and a drop of blood trailed down her back. He was grunting and she was keening, panting at every single thrust inside her. The mewling noises were all it took to push him over the edge. He grabbed her hair tightly and began to spurt his seed inside her, and she collapsed onto his back.

Then he changed, becoming a business-like teacher. He asked her if she remembered the spell to clean up their mess and she took her wand off her bed and demonstrated, quickly cleaning up. He then told her he’d teach her another very useful spell, used for summoning objects. As he taught her the accio spell, Elizabeth tried not to make it look like she was bored, after all she would need the spell to facilitate all non-fire magic. He then showed her a spell used for lighting dark corridors; they practiced together saying lumos as the tip of the wand glowed. Elizabeth knew she could do much better with her magic but again, could not show Thomas.

Finally, the glint returned to his eyes as Thomas introduced the final piece of magic for the night. It was a lubrication spell, designed to make many different sexual acts easier. He taught her to insert the wand in her groin, say praelino lubrico and then remove the wand and replace with the desired object of choice. Thomas wanted to watch Elizabeth work on herself so he sat back in the chair and instructed her to place two fingers inside herself while using her thumb on her clitoris. She moved her fingers inside and out while using her thumb to stimulate her clitoris. She hovered on the brink of relief but to her immense frustration could not find it. She looked up at Thomas and meekly asked if he’d help her. He looked momentarily surprised and covered it with a mocking smirk, then he came over and began to suck on her nipples. Within a minute of that act, Elizabeth was pushed over the edge and began gushing liquid. Her eyes closed from exhaustion and she fell asleep. Thomas left the room, knowing she’d wake up just as he left her and remember the entire night.
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