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Just Submit 2	By : grugster Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 190453 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 18
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Thanks a lot to my betas, remarkable, for correcting this chapter!

Dear readers, I have several reasons why I update now. First because your reviews overwhelmed me again. Thank you so much! I was a bit scared what you would think about the last chapter. I needed this torture to show you that it is a big difference for a sub if the dominants stands behind what he is doing or not. Draco still will suffer in this chapter, but he will be helped. So no fear. If you survived the last one you will do this as well. Second I wanted to thank Jessica. Your review was so encouraging. Thank you. As for the beta offers, I already have a grammar beta and love her. I haven't heard from her for some weeks but I hope she will contact me soon. Nevertheless I have no clue when I will be able to update again. What I meant with my author note in the last chapter was that I would benefit from someone to encourage me to write by reading my chapters in advance and letting me know if the chapters are still interesting or if there are any plot problems. I' m just too far ahead at the moment and with no feedback I quickly get into danger of loosing interest. Some of the later plot is a bit heavy emotional and I have a tendency to doubt that others would still like to read it. Now I'm babbling and I don't want to make you fear this story will be abandoned. This WON'T happen. I can promise you this. I always finish what I begin. So now enjoy the chapter. All the Yorik fans will hopefully finally be satisfied. AND there will come much more of him from now on because Hermione loves him as much as you do. :)

AgainAndAgain

Characters: Hermione, Yorik, Draco, Fenrir, Miller

Sexual interactions: Draco/Calan, Fenrir/Hermione/Yorik

Warnings: slash, threesome, anal, het, fingering, pain

Chapter 7 – Painful Experience

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Draco jerked violently. Never in his life had he come so hard and long. If Fenrir wouldn't have been holding him tight, he would have hurt himself while thrashing around. Draco had the feeling he had come for over a minute now and it was still not stopping. He screamed and dug his nails into Fenrir's strong arms. He heard the alpha moan and release his seed into his hot burning channel. Still, he was feeling spasm after spasm of pleasure roll through him. “I'm dying,” he said, afraid, but the chuckle from Fenrir made him feel safe again. Very slowly, the orgasm ebbed away and he went limp in Fenrir's arms. He heard Fenrir say something to him but he couldn't understand him. His vision blurred and blackness overcame him.

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“You should have loosened his ball band a few times,” Fenrir reprimanded Calan, as he carried Draco's limp body into the water. He placed Draco into Calan's lap and pressed the salve he had fetched from the shelf into the other dominant’s hand. “Massage his balls for as long as possible before he wakes up and tries to stop you. We have to see how bad the damage is when he is fully awake. Don't let him stop you. We may need to get the head beta or Miller.”

Fenrir looked at Neville, who looked as if he would piss himself. “I guess that wasn’t a good lesson. Can you get him hard?” Fenrir asked Igor.

Igor shook his head. “He had gone limp often through the whole thing, and I was able to get him hard again, but the moment Draco broke down in your arms he was not able to get hard again. I should have checked if Calan was loosening the ball band on Draco as needed, but I fear I was otherwise occupied.”

Fenrir growled and came closer.

“Please don’t! I promise to be good. Maybe I won't survive the changing. Then it would have been useless to teach me that stuff. Right? I could still die,” Neville said fearfully and tried to wriggle out of Igor's arms.

Fenrir growled and took Neville's chin forcefully. He could sense Hermione struggle against Yorik and that the beta was holding a hand over her mouth and speaking soothing words in her ear. “You will never again speak about the possibility of dying in such a way, sub. You will damn well do your best to survive. Is that clear?”

Neville nodded at being chastised and now really did lose control over his bladder.

“You will be punished for that foolish statement later, sub, but for now you listen to what I have to say. This has not gone as planned, but this pool is nothing to piss yourself about. Look at your friend!” Fenrir turned Neville's head to Draco who lay exhausted and sleeping in Calan's arms. “Does he look badly off to you? Didn't you see what he got as a reward in exchange for going through with the pleasure torture?”

Neville sobbed. Of course he had seen that Draco was very satisfied in the end, but he also had seen the pain he had been in for some time. “I... I'm not strong e...enough.”

Fenrir groaned, frustrated. “Get him to Severus and let him deal with the damage. Inform him that it is possible we need him for Draco as well,” Fenrir instructed Igor. Soon the two were gone, and Fenrir could finally turn to Hermione and his beta. He was preparing for a fight when he stepped closer, surprised when Hermione struggled out of Yorik's arms to hug and kiss him all over. He hugged her and lifted her from the ground to carry her over to Yorik again. “So you’re happy with me?”

Hermione smiled at him. “Very happy. He was feeling terribly before you came. Now he’s okay. He is, isn't he?” She looked over at Draco again.

“He will be okay in a few hours or maybe days, but you don't need to worry about it,” Fenrir said and turned her head away from the sleeping sub. Soon Draco would wake up and fight against Calan's hands on his balls. Fenrir hoped they would be finished with Hermione by then or have her so deep in pleasure that she wouldn't notice. Still, he had a small hope the boy wasn't as badly hurt as he feared.

“What shall I do when he wakes?” Calan asked insecurely. He could be punished for interrupting Fenrir's foreplay with his pup, but he needed to know.

Fenrir growled warningly. “You will try to hold him still and go on with the massage. That's the only way to make the pain go away. It should be your task, as you were the one who caused his pain.” Fenrir knew he was being cruel to the warrior. The poor guy had no real clue how to handle games of this nature, and he should have stayed on safe ground like the head alpha had expected from him without having been told.

Before Hermione could think too much about his words, he captured her lips. Soon she forgot everything around her and what had happened.

“I promised her to only use hands, mouth and cock,” Yorik said behind Hermione, to his alpha.

“I don't plan to use anything else,” Fenrir said hotly against her lips.

Yorik couldn't hide his disappointment when he asked, “Can I at least hold her for you?”

“Hold her? Don't you plan to fuck her?” Fenrir teased his beta.

“I thought you wanted to...”

“And?”

Yorik looked puzzled.

“There is more than one entrance, isn't there?”

Yorik's mouth fell open, and Fenrir chuckled.

“So back or front?” Fenrir asked.

“But you haven't had the back yet.” Yorik was puzzled. It was Fenrir's right to take her rear first. Why was he asking him such a question?

“No, I haven't, but I think you need a reward. You obeyed my order very well yesterday. I thought you would try to persuade Hermione against taking someone else. You surprised me with your submission to me and that pleased me a lot. You have waited long enough for your turn so I will give up her anal virginity to you.”

Hermione groaned and tried to wriggle out of Fenrir's arms. “I'm right here, you two.”

“Oh, we know that, pup,” Fenrir said, pressing her closer to him and rubbing his sex over hers.

“I couldn’t agree more with my alpha,” Yorik said heatedly and pressed his cock against her bum.

Suddenly it dawned on Hermione what was about to happen, but before she could start to panic and struggle, a finger was entering her from behind and one from the front. Fenrir's thumb was adding gentle pressure to her clit as well.

Hermione's protests became moans as she went limp in the arms of her two lovers.

First Fenrir entered her, and while he was thrusting into her he moved to sit down on the underwater step. Hermione laid herself on Fenrir's chest while the man did all the work for her. He lifted her up and down on his cock. She could have laid there forever, enjoying the wonderful feeling if there hadn't of suddenly been the prodding of something big at her pucker; something thicker than a finger. Something too thick. “No, please.”

Yorik leaned over her back while Fenrir pinned her down so she couldn't move. “Relax, pup.”

“Too big!” Hermione clenched the agonized words out between taking heavy breaths against the pressure in her rear entrance.

“He isn't too big, pup. Relax,” Fenrir commanded gently from in front of her. His hand on her lower back pushed her down hard so she couldn't wriggle away from Yorik's cock, which was slowly spearing her. It was agony. Hermione was sure her tight muscles would rip if Yorik went on. The fingers had felt good but this was too much. How could anyone enjoy this?

Yorik bit down on her shoulder and all her muscles went limp. Hermione felt the cock slide in easily and only cause a new type of pleasure. Yorik moved his cock while he still held her tender flesh between his teeth. She didn’t hear Fenrir chuckle and tease his beta.

“Cheater.”

She could only hear Yorik's answer when he finally let go of her skin and it made no sense to her.

“She was cutting the head of my cock off.”

Hermione could feel the surface she was laying on shake when Fenrir laughed hard. Finally she realized it was Fenrir and slowly become aware of the unbearable pressure in her bum.

“Time for some action, beta, before our little sub protests.”

“It will be my pleasure, oh great alpha Fenrir.”

Hermione was starting to wriggle when both men began thrusting into her in earnest. First they thrust in counter-point, and when they felt her grow amazingly wet, moaning louder and louder as they fucked, they started to push in tandem, filling her simultaneously.

Hermione screamed. She was stretched so much that she thought she was going to split in two. The men sandwiching her tightly between them added to the feeling. That odd spot in her bum which Calan had prodded while he took her in the lounge was pleasurably tortured now as well. There were still so many new things they were showing her about the pleasure her body could both give and receive. Hermione was in heaven. Why had she ever been afraid of this? She was surprised through all the pleasure she was able to realize when something changed. Fenrir was moving one of his hands around Yorik and the beta stiffened.

“Go on, Yorik, or our pup will be unsatisfied. Do you want our pup to be unsatisfied?”

“No,” Yorik grated heavily, and Hermione sensed that Fenrir had pushed one finger into him. She remembered Amaris’ words in the hall. She didn't understand why Fenrir did it, but she felt deep inside herself that it wasn't really sexual.

Yorik groaned and stiffened again.

“You are my beta, Yorik, you should at least be able to take two fingers,” Fenrir barked, growling.

Hermione could feel Yorik's discomfort. She turned her head and pulled his head down to kiss her. That broke the eye contact with his alpha, and Hermione felt Yorik give in to them both. Maybe he needed a sign from Hermione that he wasn't weak in her eyes just because he was dominated by Fenrir. He might even get some pleasure out of his alpha's fingers in his arse. He trusted Fenrir, and their fights never were fights of a real battle for dominance.

Yorik was happy to be Fenrir's beta. When Fenrir commanded him to thrust back on his fingers, he did so. His face burned in embarrassment because he knew Calan and Draco would see him like that. Calan would never talk about anything that had happened here. His pride was too damaged by failing in his performance and the sub wouldn't speak about something of this nature either. Still, they were watching him.

“Stop thinking and thrust back, Yorik,” Fenrir said warningly and pushed his two fingers deeper into his beta. He was surprised with how much pleasure he was feeling from that. Maybe it would be worth it to indulge more in the future.

Yorik moaned while he fucked himself on Fenrir's fingers and buried his cock in Hermione's arse. Being dominant and submissive at once was a crazy feeling, but good feeling. “Merlin, I...”

Fenrir shoved his fingers as far into Yorik as possible and then stilled them. It was awesome how the walls clamped over his fingers when Yorik came. He had seen his beta come often but never that hard. He was even making whimpering, submissive sounds that brought Fenrir over the peak, forcing him to spurt into Hermione with such fantastic release it blew his mind. Horror struck him when he realized that they both had come without bringing Hermione to orgasm.

Hermione felt Yorik’s great relief not only because of the pleasure but because he finally had been able to show his alpha how much he loved him and was willing to submit to him. All the fights were just fake. Both men knew it before but now Fenrir knew Yorik was really happy to be his beta. That made the alpha very happy as well. Feeling such deep satisfaction within her mates and her own role in the pack, she came hard before Fenrir's negative thoughts about not pleasuring her could reach her mind.

Relieved, Fenrir sagged against Hermione when he felt her release, her small cries and fluttering pussy giving him a deep sense of satisfaction and pride. He lovingly planted kisses over her lips and face until she came down from the high, smiling drowsily, sated in his arms.

Yorik could hardly hold himself up and the fingers in his arse were almost too much. He hadn't even realized that they had stood up and now were in the middle of the pool. “Take care of her,” Fenrir said while he removed his fingers from Yorik's arse. “I need to take care of the sub.”

When he was sure Yorik had carried Hermione over to the edge again and had sat down with her, Fenrir turned to Draco and Calan. “Why did you stop massaging him?”

“He said he’s feeling better,” Calan said miserably. He wished he could leave. He could never look Draco in his eyes again. Maybe he should leave the clan and try to be accepted into another clan. The shame of failing was too much.

Draco felt Calan's misery but he couldn't concentrate on it because he was scared of Fenrir's expression.

“You are a fucking dominant. Use your stupid nose to find out if a sub is telling the truth or not.” He smacked Calan's head and the man crouched down in fear. “He is lying because it is painful, but you will cause him severe damage if you don't go on. Go and get Severus. I will take over for you.”

Calan was out of the pool much quicker than Fenrir had thought it possible. He couldn't allow himself to think about it long because the little sub tried to escape. “Ah, ah, ah, that's not a good idea, sub.” He grabbed Draco at his waist and pulled him down in the water. He placed the terrified sub on his lap and turned to Yorik. “Bring Hermione out!”

“No, please, I want to stay with Draco, Fenrir. I know you are doing this to help him and I won't be angry with you. Please let me stay, if it will help Draco to have me around.”

Fenrir was surprised that she could already read him so well. Ages was right; Hermione was a strong wolf and very powerful as a sub. He groaned but allowed her to stay. Hermione swam over to Draco to hold his hand. “Severus will be here soon.”

Draco couldn't stop sobbing when Fenrir started to massage his balls. It was very painful. A submissive was meant to give pleasure, but having his genitals restricted that long was very unnatural for a sub. Maybe a human or even a dominant would have survived it without damaging himself so much, but not a sub like Draco.

“No, don't try to push your legs together,” Fenrir reprimanded the sub, pressing his own knees between Draco's. The boy whimpered pitifully, and Fenrir wondered when he had become so softhearted that he felt bad for what he was doing. He knew it was the only thing he could do to help Draco and make sure that he wouldn’t suffer from more severe and lasting damage. He wouldn’t even punish the boy for trying to run away from him.

Hermione's hand in his was a great comfort, and when Draco saw Severus storm into the bath, he sighed, relieved even though the pain was still bad and Fenrir's fingers were massaging his balls without mercy. Severus poured a vial into the water and Hermione could feel the slight burn in her lower region fade. She hoped it would work for Draco as well.

“Don't stop the massage, and don't lift him out of the water before I tell you to,” Severus instructed darkly while he knelt down and spread the ingredients he had brought with him.

The door to the bath was banged open again, and Miller stumbled into the room. Still clothed, he jumped into the pool and took over Fenrir's position. Miller’s hands were even more unmerciful, and Draco whimpered without shame now. He had hoped it would be better when Severus came and not worse.

Fenrir reluctantly left his pup with the crying sub and got out to dress and help Severus if needed.

“They’re still hard,” Miller stated while he held the struggling sub in the middle of the pool. He looked worriedly over to Hermione. “Be careful so that you won’t get hit. He isn't thinking straight right now.”

Not thinking straight was an understatement of the situation. Draco hated Miller right now, and he wanted him to stop. He knew he had no chance against the dominant, so he tried to use all his submissive features to make the dominant feel bad. He whined piteously and loudly. It was extremely heart wrenching.

Hermione could sense the stress Draco was applying on the dominants with his noises. They all wanted nothing more than to stop his pain but they could only do what they thought was best in that situation. Unfortunately this meant more pain for Draco. It was a good thing that Neville wasn't here; he would be frozen with fear.

Severus was mixing a salve out of several ingredients he had brought with him in a bag. “Bring him over here and let me see the damage.”

Miller brought Draco over to Severus and let go of his balls. The boy was too deep in his panic to realize his scrotum had been released momentarily and still thrashed like hell. That made it impossible for Miller to lift him out of the water for Severus to examine him without contaminating the ingredients or hurting Severus.

Severus groaned, frustrated. He grabbed for one of Draco's legs, pulling him closer to pin his legs. “Stop this, Draco!”

The serious command pulled Draco out of his panic. He looked wide eyed at Severus.

“You will stop this behavior and let Miller lift you so I can examine you to see how much I have to add for each herb. Is that clear?” It hurt Severus to speak with Draco in such a tone when the boy had every right to panic and scream. Unfortunately, he could only help him when he was still and cooperative.

Miller lifted Draco so his balls were almost at the surface.

“Not too high; it’s better they stay in the healing water as long as possible.”

Miller nodded and held Draco in place while Severus tried to take the balls as gently as possible. Still, Draco whimpered at the contact. When Severus had to add more pressure, he sobbed and tried hard not to fight. He didn't want to injure Severus, but it hurt so much.

“All right, Draco. Let Miller massage your balls some more and I will be ready quickly.”

Draco whimpered and tried to bend over when Miller grabbed his balls again .The man used the same pressure as before, but now when Draco wasn't struggling so much and was more aware, he was able to speak soothing words in Draco's ear.

“Okay,” Severus said when he had added the last herb. “Fenrir, could you please get him out of the water?”

Without caring that he would get wet from it, Fenrir bent down and lifted the shaking sub out of the water. A quick glance to Hermione showed him that Miller was leading her out of the pool.

Draco felt his balls immediately burn like fire and heat up like hell when he was out of the water. He wanted back in the pool, but Fenrir, again, was quicker.

“What is it with you running away from me?” Fenrir joked teasingly to calm the sub. He pressed him against his chest and spread his legs with his feet for Severus.

Draco first cried out when Severus put his balls in the small bowl with the salve, but then the relief washed over him and he sighed, sinking into the heavy chest behind him.

“Be careful; I fear he’ll black out soon, Fenrir,” Severus sighed, exhausted.

“No worries, I have him.”

Draco could feel Severus’ fingers on his balls again, spreading the salve. The pain was almost completely gone, and he finally blacked out in exhaustion.

The dominants avoided looking at one another but were both secretly relieved the worst of it was over.

So was it okay, Yorik fans? And are the Draco fans a little bit calmed down now. He will get much better now and I don't plan to do something like this again. It was just to show you the way the subs work. So I hope you forgave me all and review this chapter!
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