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Malfoy Pleasure Palace Gentleman’s Club
By: 2CRsgt
Disclaimer: I have no claim to the Harry Potter series nor am I being paid to write this.
A/N: ₲ = 1 Galleon, £ = 5 (JKR’s exchange rate) British Pound, $ = 2.37 (Bank exchange rate) US Dollar (Ex: Harry Potter’s ₲7 wand = £35 = $82.95.)
The Princess (Hermione Granger) – 16
The Contessa – 11
Chapter 6
(Over a year after Life is Good Chapter 4, the same day as Chapter 5.)
Saturday, 31 August 1996
Malfoy Pleasure Palace Gentleman’s Club
The Pleasure Palace did not have a Madam instead the day-to-day running of the Club was entrusted to a man commonly called the Master. He listened to Draco’s requests and wants because the underage boy would be the owner in less than two years. If Draco’s orders weren’t to outrageous he let them slide. Things like hiding his muggleborn girl from his pureblood parents. Originally he thought she was the boy’s girlfriend but when she started turning tricks that couldn’t be. That large bath idea was expensive but it had already paid for itself with patrons paying extra to use it. (Complete with naked girls, of course.) The Master was getting up in age and now that he thought about it this Princess person might be his replacement when he retires. If so, Draco Malfoy was showing business forethought in her learning prostitution from the bottom up. Master decided to talk to Mr. Malfoy about scheduling classes in business economics and meeting with the various departments that make up a large brothel for the girl.
Princess introduced her new apprentice, who she named Contessa, to members of the staff. Master nodded in approval, Malfoy’s whore was learning how to handle and train a girl in the business starting with one. He would pass the word to give Princess discreet help in learning there is more to prostitution than being fucked.
Hermione shooed Contessa to take a shower while she floo called Draco. Hermione still didn’t know her new apprentice’s real name and to tell the truth she didn’t care. She was now the Contessa in her line of work. Her old name only mattered if the girl wanted it to. It was a Saturday and Hermione was able to contact Draco and he said he would be over in a few.
Knowing what to expect with a visit from her lover Hermione hurried to the shower. She shared the shower with her 11 year old student prostitute. When they were done and toweled each other dry Hermione told Contessa, “Don’t bother getting dressed Draco will be here soon to inspect you.”
This made the girl nervous, she had been naked and fucked by one boy in her life and now the Princesses’ boss was going to check her out. What if he didn’t like the way she looked? Contessa was only 11 for crying out loud. She looked in the three panel full length mirrors. Contessa had no waist to speak of. She smiled and rubbed her slit. This is what the boy was interested in not her lack of curves. The Princess said she would grow into her curves and breasts, not to worry; some men want her to look like this. Contessa nodded to her reflections in the mirrors. The Princess would not have chosen her if she didn’t have what it takes.
Hermione watched the girl touch herself and her expressions to see her convince herself this I what she really and truly wanted.
Contessa turned and smiled to her mentor, “I’m ready as I’ll ever be whenna he be here?”
Hermione gave a silent sigh. The girl needed to have her English polished for the class of customers the Princess envisioned for her apprentice. “When Draco shows up this is what we are going to do…”
The two naked professional girls waited for Draco to emerge from the private owner’s floo.
When he did the Princess ran forward to hug him from the right and had Draco in a liplock before he could say anything.
The Contessa ran up to Draco’s other side where she knelt sort of in front of Draco. The little girl quickly unfastened Draco’s pants and slid them and his boxers down. The eleven year old stared at the second cock she had seen in her young life. Then she opened wide to fit a cock in her mouth for the first time. Contessa had not been in the Pleasure Palace a full day let alone received the training needed to ‘deep throat’ a cock. In order to hold Draco’s cock steady in her mouth Contessa held both of his ass cheeks. Contessa didn’t see what the big deal about was. It didn’t matter she had more money than she ever had in her life and she didn’t have to do much.
When he tried to react to this double assault Draco found himself held in place by the two girls. (Not that he tried to free himself too hard.)
Hermione tried her best to thank the man who rescued her from Hogwarts where she was raped. She also wanted to thank him for a line of work where she was well paid. The wizarding world was nothing like the muggle world version of prostitution. Here, this was a respectable job.
Draco had no intention of telling Hermione that was not exactly the truth. Women in this profession would never be accepted in polite society. The influence of Malfoy purchasing power meant the shops in Diagon Alley were polite at the very least. No girl ever said I want to be a whore when I grow up. Hermione didn’t know this so she was thankful for work that she found interesting as time passed.
Draco thought Contessa’s blowjob needed work but she was enthusiastic considering this was her first day ‘on the job.’ Maybe he should reconsider Hermione’s placement in the Palace apparently she had an eye for talent. Soon Draco’s hips bucked and to everyone’s surprise the little girl drank some of Draco’s cum without encouragement to do so. What she couldn’t drink ran outside her lips and was smeared on her chest and face. Her cum covered face smiled up at Draco.
‘Cum doesn’t taste good, it’s sorta like thick warm milk, but it’s not yucky either,’ Contessa thought, ‘the money’s good an' it's all mine. I can do it for real.’
Princess had the girl scramble up on the bed. She gave Draco a toe curling kiss, “Later we can but for now you have a newbie to break in.” With another kiss Hermione helped Draco undress.
Draco did not expect anything like this when he planned his revenge. This was even better.
The little girl was on her hands and knees like before.
Draco cocked an eyebrow at Hermione who said in a low voice, “This is the only position she knows of for sex.” Draco grinned, practically a blank slate for him to teach. This was going to be fun.
“Up off the bed, if you were in Hogwarts you would be shagged in broomclosets and nooks and crannies. At your age this is what your patrons will want." Draco called to Hermione, "Princess, a soft padded velvet wall tapestry if you please.” No way was he going to get his cum on his clothes so Draco sent Contessa to shower, after she showered and dried Princess dressed her in a sexy tear-away ‘Hogwarts robe’ for her first role play sex. This was not a scenario Hermione would use. Her Hogwarts library fantasy for a customer was skirting the edge of what she would do. Hogwarts had become a bad memory for Hermione. ‘Luckily Draco saved me. If not for him I could have ended up a frigid librarian.’
“No, no, that won’t do,” Draco stood next to Contessa, “She’s too short for snogging without having to bend over enough to be uncomfortable.”
Hermione looked the scene over critically; the memory viewed in a pensive told the Palace support crew what a given scenario should look like. She tossed a pillow on the floor near the wall and transfigured it to a wooden bench. After Contessa stood on the bench Princess adjusted the height of the bench for an average customer.
Draco lightly hugged and kissed ‘schoolgirl’ Contessa. She would have to go to Palace classes to learn how to please customers in different sex styles as well what was needed to pass her owls, this was a wizarding world brothel after all, she would also need to pass a minimum number of OWL classes as quickly as possible to keep her wand. Unnecessary classes like History of Magic were omitted. Draco was pleased with Hermione’s Contessa. The young girl was an eager learner. She didn’t seem to mind his hands touching her everywhere he wanted. Indeed she rubbed her body against Draco. Draco thought she should center her attention on his crotch not everywhere. Time is money to a prostitute (and to Draco) the quicker Contessa can get him to ejaculate and fuck the next customer the better. He stepped back. Contessa’s Hogwarts robe was short, very short barely covering her ass while standing.
The eleven year old stood still while Draco lifted the bottom of her robe to show she wore nothing underneath it. Lifting the robe still higher Draco could see she wore nothing under the robe. She didn’t try to pull away when Draco slid his hand over her baby soft skin. Her eyes were steady on Draco. “How much would I get for letting you touch me?” The apprentice asked.
Draco laughed, “I like her already, she is going to fit right in,” Draco kissed Contessa forcefully, “You, my dear, are a gem. To hell with the test.” Draco pulled the pseudo Hogwarts robe up and over the girl’s head, letting it fall to the floor. He scooped the girl up in his arms with her back supported by the soft velvet wall hanging Draco lifted her high enough to impale her on his hard cock. ‘Morgana’s tit she’s tight,” Draco exploded in the pre teen on his third stroke. Although she hissed a bit, she was a virgin when she woke up this morning so she was still sore from her first time. Contessa clamped her legs around his waist and moved her cunt up and down so she could milk Draco dry, she hugged his neck and pecked Draco on the lips. “Was I good?”
“”Very good my dear, Hermione you found a real gem with her.” Draco held the girl and touched the tip of Contessa’s nose with his nose. “Did Princess teach you this?” He tapped one leg around his waist.
“Na, it jus’ came ta me ta do this.”
Draco laughed, this was better than he ever imagined.
Sunday, 29 February 1997
Malfoy Pleasure Palace Gentleman’s Club
The girl known as Contessa was brought in from ‘the outside’ and had to learn what the other children took for granted. Even though she was a beginner by Pleasure Palace standards because of who she was apprenticed to, the Contessa was in great demand even though she was not offered by the Palace yet. Her reputation of being personally taught by the Princess and select tutors had the wizards who wanted pre teen sex demand a reservation for her only to be told as the Princesses' apprentice she would to approve any applicant before the reservantion was finialized.
Draco Malfoy was not slow to advertise Contessa as the world famous Princesses’ protégée skilled in several forms of love making.
Hermione agreed to work with her apprentice alone with a customer with deep pockets. If this went as well as expected Contessa was slated for her first solo customers mid March.
Tiberius Ogden, the owner best known for firewhiskey, wanted his great grandson’s first sex experience to be memorable and so wanted a Roman bath orgy and fortunately they had a new pool size bath ready to use. The Pleasure Palace charged Tiberius the construction cost of the bath as well as the two most expensive girls. Tiberius Ogden didn’t blink at the bill. Costing more meant the brothel spared nothing to provide the best and he demanded the best for his heir.
The Princess ₲2,000 and Contessa’s ₲500 plus ₲1,000 cost for the bath equaled ₲3,500 (£17,500/$41,475) for the weekend charged to Tiberius Ogden. Naturally that was not the girls had placed in their accounts. ₲1,000 was for Princess because of her agreement with Draco and Contessa would have ₲150 placed in her account on Monday. Hermione thought the 2% interest rate Draco charged for his 1,000 galleon loan was laughable. He was so good to her Hermione thought. It’s a shame Hermione didn’t know the goblins compounded the 2% interest weekly and only Draco received the interest statiment.
Tiberius Ogden brought his great grandson to the Pleasure Palace. He slapped the boy’s shoulder. “Have fun,” he cackled. Like all Pleasure Palace patrons, the Ogden boy had to surrender his wand before he left the entrance lobby.
Because she was nearer his age than Princess, Contessa led the boy to the scented bath.
Once inside the bathing chamber Contessa slowly slid the Roman style robe off of her body, to reveal a sheer silvery dressing gown underneath that hugged her body.
"We are your bath attendants," said Princess, as she slowly undressed to show mist-thin green robe.
Young Julius Ogden stood transfixed by the three darker spots under both women’s dressing gowns. Julius was embarrassed that these women could see the outline of his hardon. He had to lean against the wall when the right spaghetti strap of Princess’s teddy slipped down to show poor Julius his first breast.
Princess sent the boy’s blood south because her simple green robe was so sheer that her rich dark triangle showed; the robe clung in interesting places when she walked to him.
Contessa slowly unfastened young Julius Ogden’s robe and rubbed her hand on his skinny chest.
Princess clapped her hands making her chest jiggle, "Contessa, please control yourself. The young master will be here as long as need be. Let us divest ourselves of our cumbersome clothing and prepare our guest for his bath.” The green robe dropped to the floor and revealed the Princess in her naked glory.
Julius was already against the wall and could retreat no father gaped, his mind threatened to shut down from overstimulation. By this time Contessa had completely unbuttoned his shirt and was working on his pants.
The Princess stood to one side while Contessa undressed the thirteen year old boy and soon followed him in the hot water. The Contessa watched and learned how an experienced pro worked. Contessa knew she was a newbie but was determined to learn and to let the other working girls know she respected their work.
Julius reached for the smaller girl’s breast while he stared in wonder at bigger girl’s body, taking in every inch of her breasts and smooth, flat abdomen above the soapy water.
At last he had a chance to see the beautiful pink slit that was almost hidden by the dark thatch of hair above the bigger girl’s legs. The slit was the very thing that haunted his dreams, only about one of his Hogwarts classmates, he never spoke to her, she probably didn’t know him other than a name. Still Julius wished she was… he wasn’t sure what but he wished she was... even if she was old.
Contessa stopped rubbing Julius to turn on a tap that added more perfumed scented soap mixed with warm water. Princess and Contessa rubbed the soap into lather all over Jason’s body. As soon as their hands were under water the Julius came as fast and hard as only a teen can.
Julius had to be supported by the two girls to what was supposed to be a wide Roman style reclining couch.
Julius mumbled, “Sorry to be such a wimp. I know guys are supposed to do it all night until the girl is worn out. Unseen by the boy the two prostitutes rolled their eyes.
“Relax,” Princess said softly and began a sensuous message, "Just lean back, close your eyes and relax. We have all night.”
After Julius fell asleep the girls took turns during the night to stay with their paying customer while he slept.
When Julius woke up in the morning he latched on to the girl next to him. Princess moaned loudly at his touch. She rolled over on her back so he could scramble on top. Poor Princess had to submit to Julius’ mighty meat. He pinched and tweaked her nipples with one hand, while he slid in for two or three strokes before he filled her with his cum. Julius tried to kiss his new conquest but her head pitched from side to side in the throes of passion. Julius thought he could go on all day but should rest before he wore her out so quickly.
Princess begged to leave so she could rest and she would have her friend take her place because he was too much for one girl.
Julius gave a wordless, “Mmmmm.” Before he closed his eyes Julius watched Princess limp away and felt proud of himself.
Soon Contessa was on the Roman reclining couch behind Julius, her arm over his waist so she could softly, gently stroke the length of his cock. Julius grunted in wordless pleasure at her touch.
Princess joined the two, “I want to feel you in me, Julius,” purred the Contessa. Princess placed Julius’ hand on the Contessa’s breasts, “Squeeze it…” This earned Princess a dirty look from Contessa only for Princess to grin back. “… and pinch them. They are yours. She may be a countess but today you are her master.”
“Master, we are only women, please be gentle, you wore out my friend so much she is so very tired.”
Julius nodded as he climbed on top of the Contessa.
“Good,” breathed Princess. She changed from stroking the length of Julius’ rod to holding it firmly in hand to guide it in Contessa.
Contessa felt Julius’ penis start to rub the delicate skin inside her vagina. Within seconds Contessa held the boy tightly and screamed his name just like she had been taught. She moaned loudly when he cupped her breast with his hand and pinched her nipple.
Princess shifted so her hand was on the inside of Julius’ thigh near his balls. Her fingernails lightly scratched his sensitive skin.
Julius could not control himself and erupted in Contessa filling her with his cum. Contessa held Julius loosely, “My lord.”
After Julius fell asleep again Princess contacted the Reception Desk to let Tiberius Ogden his great grandson would be ready to go home as soon as he woke up. The Reception Desk added Tiberius Ogden should bring a vial of Pepper-up potion with him.
“Gra Grandpa’s never going to believe this" Julius thought, as he walked away from the Roman style bath. He strutted like a bantam rooster to meet his great grandfather.
Tuesday, 16 March 1997
The Apprentice’s first solo multi Customers Fuck
Today was the day. The room was prepared. She was on her own with three men.
Contessa wore a tear-away blue and while gingham dress. The style a wild-west pioneer girl on a wagon train might have worn. Her three customers were from Thailand and would be costumed as wild Indians. Contessa was supposed to be their helpless captive.
When Princess/Hermione read the scenario she thought whoever wanted this had seen too many old American western movies.
At the start Contessa stepped between the three so they could ‘drag’ her into the room made to look like an outdoors camp complete with a pole to tie their captive to. There was even a wide wooden block for the eleven year old to stand on so her cunt was high enough for the men to fuck. The three middle-aged men tore her dress to shreds. The three danced/hopped around making “whoop-whoop” sounds. The naked woman tied to the pole dutifully screamed about her ‘fate worse than death.’
One at a time they neatly tucked the front flap of their loincloths up in their waist belts so they could take turns ravishing the ‘pioneer’ girl who was considerate enough to step wide so she could be despoiled easier.
When they were petered out the three customers sat on ‘tree logs’ drinking firewhiskey and watched their cum drip from her. A soft chime sounded to announce their time was almost up. After the three staggered away the support/security crew came in for cleanup and to rearrange the room for another girl’s customer.
After Contessa had showered and cleaned up Princess tapped the Gringotts screen in the room with her wand, 3 men at ₲500 equaled ₲1,500 for the session of which 30% was paid to Contessa, the little girl smiled this was more money than she ever had and for doing so little. She was so lucky the woman called Princess found her instead of going to Hogwearts.
Thursday, 1 April 1996
Breakfast in the Great Hall, Hogwarts
Draco Malfoy read the monthly owl post statement about his profits from the Malfoy Pleasure Palace Gentleman’s Club and smirked. One of the best things he ever did was trick Granger to become a Palace whore. She was a real galleon maker. Every bit of gold spent creating the bitch's reputation has been paid back tenfold, best of all every insult she ever made has been paid back on her back a hundredfold. Draco folded the parchment and placed in his shirt pocket. Yes, for him life is good.
The End
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