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Dumbledore's Little Pet	By : Finnian_Siog Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 82586 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of these characters. No money/profit is being made from this story. I am not J.K. Rowling. I just like to torment Harry sometimes, I guess that's one thing we have in common.

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8:45 PM Friday
There were so many thoughts going on in Harry’s mind he didn’t know what to focus on. He was so utterly embarrassed. His most hated professor now knows that he’s a poof. Snape saw him naked, made Harry show him again. He saw everything Harry had been trying to hide. He knows everything. As Harry made his way back to his dorm he could feel his bladder scream for release. But there was nothing he could do now. He wasn’t even able to go against his Guardian’s orders even if he wanted too anymore. His peephole had a sound in it now. And he couldn’t take it out without taking off the cage…which was spelled against him. He would simply have to wait till morning, not that that made him feel any better as his bladder hurt every step of the way. He could also feel the pain in his behind as well. Part of it was from the plug, but he also needed to use the loo. Harry couldn’t decide what was worse about being a poof: bathroom restriction or flicking his balls…which reminded him of what his guardian had instructed him to do that night. He had to play with himself for an hour before going to bed and then another hour in the morning after he wakes up.
When Harry finally reached his dorm, he got on the bed, closed the bedcurtains, and cast a silencing spell. He undid the straps to his harness and began thrusting the dildo. It was going in much more smoothly and hurt him less. Harry reached up and began pulling on the weights attached to his nipples. He decided that tomorrow he would ask the headmaster for heavier ones, that would hopefully make the man happy. Harry moved his hand further down his body and found the piercing on his clit. He gave that a few pulls as he continued to thrust the dildo with his other hand. He thought of Dumbledore. How the man looked when he was being kind, how he looked when he was stern. How he looked when he yelled at him, told him vicious truths about himself. It made Harry feel like he wasn’t good enough to be the Headmaster’s Poof. These thoughts surprisingly made him strain further in his cage. As he continued to think of his guardian, something odd happened. Suddenly a different image popped into his head. Snape. Snape berating him. Snape telling him he was a good-for-nothing. Telling him he had a small penis. Snape watching him play with himself. Exposing himself to the man on the man’s command.
Harry opened his eyes and stopped thrusting the dildo for a moment. Why did he think of Snape? Why was his clit responding? The man was absolutely disgusting. His creepy, long potion stained fingers, his greasy black hair, his yellow crooked teeth…eww. He went back to thrusting the dildo and thinking of Dumbledore, but once again it shifted into Snape. He imagined Snape touching him the way the headmaster did. His clit hurt. He opened his eyes again and looked at the time. It had been an hour. He could thankfully stop and go to sleep. He redid the straps of the dildo and prepared himself to flick his balls. At the moment of contact, he imagined that it was Snape’s disgusting finger that had flicked his balls instead of his own. It hurt…but also made his clit tingle just a little.
7:15 AM Saturday
Severus Snape sat in a quite comfortable armchair across from the Headmaster in the older man’s office. It had already been fifteen minutes since he had knocked on the elderly man’s door, and yet he still had not uttered a word. In that time the Headmaster had made tea of which Severus had already drank two cups, and brought out scones for them to munch on. Severus looked at the clock. He needed to start. He needed to say something. Dumbledore needed to know. He looked back at the Headmaster. He had to tell him. Now. Severus took a deep breath and looked down at the empty teacup that rested, cupped in his potion-stained hands, on his lap and said “It’s about Potter”
Dumbledore wasted no time answering, “Ah, yes. I do believe he served a detention with you last night”. After waiting in vain for the potions master to continue he prompted, “And? Did the detention not go well? Has he managed to earn another one?” Dumbledore gave a hearty laugh. “You really must go easy on the boy Severus. I do enjoy the boy’s company in the evenings”.
Severus looked up and met the headmaster’s gaze. “Right. You said you were showing him love?”
“Well yes, we drink tea and chat about his day sometimes. Intimacy is key. Like I said, we must get him on our side Severus”.
Severus looked back down at his cup, up again, then back down. “You told me that his relatives weren’t treating him well” Dumbledore nodded. “I don’t think you…” Severus paused. He had to continue. “…I don’t think you know the…severity of the abuse Headmaster”.
“Oh? Has the boy confided in you Severus? This could be very good” Dumbledore said, sounding cheerful.
“No, you don’t understand. Potter is- Potter has been-“ Severus steeled himself and stared straight at the headmaster. “The boy’s relatives have been sexually assaulting him. The child is being sexually abused! I saw-“ Severus took some deep breaths. “I saw him masturbating in my storeroom! The boy’s uncle has made him violate himself, has forced the child to perform oral sex on him! I saw it. I saw his body. It’s full of perverse piercings and- and other inappropriate things! Harry Potter is being raped! We need to call the aurors!”
At some point during his rant, Severus had stood up from his seat, his cup rolling off his lap, and slammed his fist on the headmaster’s table. Dumbledore had only ever seen this side of Severus once: When Lily had passed away.
The old man took the half-moon spectacles from his face and began cleaning them with the edge of his robe. “Im glad the boy had confided so much in you. How on earth did you manage to earn his trust so quickly?”
Severus stood silently, then sank down into his chair, composing himself once more. “Did you not hear what I said? I think your priorities are skewed” Severus said in a level-headed voice.
“Oh I heard everything you said Severus, even the things you didn’t say” The man placed the glasses back on his face and stood up. “Here let me show you something”. The old man got out his pensive, put his wand to his temple and pulled a long string of silvery memory. He deposited it in the pensive and motioned for Severus to join him.
Severus got up, walked over and looked inside. Dumbledore showed him everything. When they finally came out it was already eight o’clock. Severus didn’t know what to say. He had just seen Potter be despoiled by the headmaster night after night. It had started with the headmaster inappropriately washing the child’s mouth out with soap and had evolved into…well, this.
“But…why?” He finally managed.
“I told you the boy needs intimacy. You saw him in there; the wonton little imp. He wants- needs to be dominated. He needs someone to put him in his place. The boy is a tool for The Order. Why do you think they had the child in the first place? James heard of the prophecy long before most. Poor Lily, she didn’t know until she was already pregnant” The lies spewed forth easily. “James Potter had tricked her” The old man let the words sink in. “You want revenge, I know. You want to get back at James. You want to hurt his child. That’s why I sent you a little sneak peek last night. I had instructed the boy to masturbate during his detention in the hopes that you would see him. It was an invitation. And if the state you are in right now is any indication,” The man said looking at Severus’s crotch. “you enjoyed what you saw”.
Severus didn’t need to look at his lap to know that he had become hard while gazing in the pensive. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Dumbledore was raping the boy to- to what? Mold him into a weapon? Get the boy confused between love, pain, and sex so that Harry would correlate the three, so the boy would- what? Love the headmaster? Love everything that came with loving the old man? Love even the pain? Love being the man’s slave…love being his weapon? It was…genius really. But there was still one problem. “Ethics”.
“Ah yes, ethics. I believe they have a saying for this. All is fair in love and war. Think about it, we could win the coming war, we could save the wizarding world, and you would get your revenge in the process. The boy was made for us- for you Severus. Just look at him. He has her eyes. The eyes you love. He has his face. You can finally punish that face” Dumbledore paused, took a breath, and continued. “Harry Potter was literally made for you. I told James to have a child to fulfill the prophecy. It’s a shame he chose Lily, but from the very start I had planned to have him owned and trained by you. Don’t you want the boy you despise, who should despise you… to love you instead? To devote himself completely to you? To become your willing slave? Don’t you want to inflict pain on him, to have him beg you for more? He needs to believe he loves us for this to work, for us to truly get him on our side. There’s nothing wrong with having a little fun while we do. Like I said he was made to be yours. He needs us. He needs someone like me. Someone like you”.
Severus couldn’t speak. The offer was beyond gracious. He did want to abuse the boy, he truly did. But the boy was eleven…did the fact that he was conceived, birthed, and raised for him make him a doll for Severus’s pleasure? Did that negate the fact that the boy was being manipulated and abused?
“Severus, stay in my rooms for the day, I have something planned that might convince you. You can tell me your decision this evening. I’m afraid we’ve run out of time for our chat. Breakfast will be over shortly”.
7:50 AM Saturday
Harry was currently in the Great Hall eating breakfast as he waited for the Headmaster. He was surprised that his Guardian had not yet shown up. He was supposed to allow him to release his bladder before breakfast and it was already almost over. He even had his invisibility cloak with him. He was surprised when he woke up that morning to find a note from the Headmaster to bring his cloak to their meeting today. He wondered what they would use it for. He stared at the head table where the Headmaster was not seated, and he noticed that another seat had been empty during the hour. Which professor had been missing? It definitely hadn’t been Professor McGonagall as she had to solve a dispute that had occurred at the Ravenclaw table that morning.
As children filed out of the hall Harry waited until the clock struck eight before getting up and heading toward the Headmaster’s office. All he could think about was his bladder…and the fact that he was going to get to cum today.
A few minutes later Harry was being let into his Guardian’s office. Harry stripped immediately.
“Do you have your invisibility cloak with you?” Dumbledore asked.
“Yes sir” Harry said, giving the man the cloak.
“Alright Harry, I’m going to take this into the living rom. I’ll be right back so wait for me here”.
“umm, okay sir” Harry said. He was confused about why he was asked to bring it. He didn’t have to think long however as the man came back and led Harry into the same room he had just exited. His Guardian sat on the couch and patted his lap. Harry knew the man wanted him to sit on his lap so Harry climbed up. The man began playing with his nipples, pulling the weights. Harry decided to speak up. “Umm, Lord Dumbledore?”
“Yes child?”
“Umm, can I- I mean, would it be alright if I- umm, got heavier weights?” Harry stared at his lap, cheeks turning red. The man gave a rather abrupt pull to his left nipple weight. “Aaahh!”
“You want heavier weights Harry?” Dumbledore looked at him skeptically.
“Well, I want you to be pleased with me. I guess, I want to make you happy” Harry got out.
Dumbledore stopped playing with the boy’s nipples and moved his hands further down, playing with the child’s prince albert.
“Mmm ah ow”
“Do you need to pee Harry?”
“Yes sir. Very much actually. My bladder has been hurting since yesterday”.
“and how about back here” The man said, placing his palm over where the plug was buried deep in the child’s ass.
“Yes sir. I really need to go”.
“What if I told you it would bring me great pleasure if you didn’t relieve yourself this morning”
At that Harry’s bladder gave a rather painful jolt. “W-what? You don’t want me to- to pee? Even though you told me I could?” The man just continued to stare at him. “Then I guess…I guess I could hold it for a little while longer” Harry said as his bladder screamed at him.
“But you haven’t gone for- how long has it been? Ah yes, I remember. You disobeyed my orders and used the loo in the morning yesterday when you should have been training your cunt. Over a day ago. You haven’t gone in a little over 24 hours. Would you still wait for my pleasure?”
“Well, umm, I guess so”.
“Say it straight. Do you want to be allowed to pee Harry?”
It took everything in him to say, “No sir”. But the smile that burst forth on his Guradian’s face might have been a little worth it.
Dumbledore hugged the child tightly and kissed the top of his head. “You’re such a good boy for me, aren’t you? My perfect little boy” The man said as he petted the boy’s hair and gave him another hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Harry had never been shown such affection and he was beaming. He smiled ear-to-ear even while his bladder hurt so very much.
Why don’t we play a game of cards this morning, do you know old maid? When Harry nodded, the man lifted Harry off his lap and deposited him in the armchair across from him. He lit a fire in the fireplace with magic and got out the cards. “Whenever you wish to release your bladder, let me know and I’ll take out the sound. Alright Harry?”
“Yes Lord Dumbledore!” Harry said cheerfully. In all honesty he wanted to relieve himself that very second but also wanted to make his Guardian proud of him. He vowed to go as long as he could without asking.
“alright then let’s play”
Ten minutes into the game, the man conjured up two cups of tea. “Did you drink anything at breakfast?”
“No sir”.
“Because of your bladder?”
“Yes Lord Dumbledore”.
“It would greatly please me if you drank the tea I’m giving you, however you don’t have too. I know your bladder already hurts as it is”.
Harry stared at the man, who simply smiled at him as he shuffled the cards again. Harry reached out for the tea, brought it to his lips, and took a deep sip. He felt a jolt in his bladder and made an unwelcome sound of pain as he drank. He put the teacup down half-empty and picked up his cards. He looked up at the Headmaster who was smiling even more widely at him now. Harry tried to smile back. The old man leaned over the small table and gave Harry a kiss to his forehead, right where his scar was. Harry stood up and put his arms around the man’s neck and hugged him. White strands of hair were in his face. They smelled like mint and tree bark. He let go and sat back down. “Sorry sir”.
“It’s alright Harry” The man said as he, too sat back down. They resumed the game.
Fifteen minutes later Harry had drunk two cups of tea and won two out of the seven rounds of old maid. He was also sweating profusely. He couldn’t continue any longer. He had to use the bathroom. He had already been at his limit hours ago and now…his bladder felt like it might physically explode. He had been wiping his sweating face on his naked arm for ten minutes now and he Shakely raised his hand toward the Headmaster.
“Yes, my little love? What’s wrong?” Dumbledore was all smiles.
“I-I can’t. I can’t anymore. It hurts. It hurts so much”.
“What are you asking Harry?”
“M-May I please…relieve my bladder a-and use the loo?”
“Of course you may” Dumbledore said as he stood up. Harry stood up as well. Dumbledore levitated the couch and moved it so that it was facing the wall across from them. On that wall there was a large window that started at the floor and reached the ceiling. It looked out on the lake and the Whomping Willow. The wall was far enough away, and they were high enough up that Harry didn’t worry about being seen. “Sit down Harry”.
“But aren’t we going to the bathroom?”
“No. You will do your business right here”. At that the old man got a bucket and placed it before the boy. “I’m going to take out the sound now”. Dumbledore took the cage off the child’s small member and slowly guided the sound out of the boy’s pee slit. The boy began peeing into the bucket almost immediately. He peed for a while, a steady stream of yellow piss made a hollow sound in the large bucket. Harry took hold of his penis and shook it a bit to get the final drops out. “Feel better now?”
“Yes sir!” Harry said, smiling.
“Alright Harry take off your harness, all of it”. Harry did. He was instructed to bend over the bucket and let everything out, but he was so backed up that the man had to give him an enema. Two enemas later and the boy was all clean down there. Dumbledore lubed up the sound and inserted it back into the boy. He then put the cage back on him, locked it, and sealed it with magic. “I’m going to give you what you asked for” He said as he took the weights off the boy’s nipples and replaced them with heavier ones.
Harry noticed the difference immediately. These weights were far heavier than the last ones and he reflexively lifted his hands to hold them, so they weren’t pulling on his nipples. But after a quick look from his Guardian he let go and let them dangle from his nipples which were rapidly becoming sore.
“There now that will help them grow. I would definitely like to see you with stretched nipples. They would look so good on you, my pet. Just think about it, every time you took off your shirt in the locker rooms everyone would know you’re a poof. Wouldn’t you like that?”
“Well actually I don’t really want people to know”.
“Well if you really want to keep it a secret, I guess I won’t spread the word. If it keeps my little Poof happy, it can be our little secret, alright?”
“Thank you so much Lord Dumbledore”.
“No problem my boy, but now it’s almost noon. Why don’t we get on with what I have planned alright?”
“Yes sir!”
Dumbledore sat in the armchair and asked for Harry to part his purple robe with yellow stars and unzip his trousers. Once that was done the man asked the boy to clean both his cock and balls. As the child began to work his mouth over the large member, Dumbledore stared across the room and smiled, seemingly at the empty space in front of the window. Dumbledore pet the head of his gorgeous little slave and showered him with complements and encouragements for a few minutes before picking up a book and beginning to read, or at least that’s what he wanted it to look like he was doing. After ten minutes of the glorious tongue bath, the man gently pushed the boy away. Dumbledore didn’t want to cum just yet. “Alright my boy, today is the day you serve your purpose. Today you will give your virginity to me” At the look the boy gave him he explained, “I will put my cock in your tight, little cunt now. But first, Harry do you know how old I am?”
“Umm eighty? Eighty-five?”
“I’m a hundred and fifteen years old” The man said matter-of-factly.
“Wow”.
“Would you like my hundred and fifteen year old cock to be the first cock to ever thrust inside you? Would you like to lose your virginity to this wizard’s elderly cock Harry?”
“Y-yes sir. I want you to put your cock in my young pussy sir” Harry said.
“That’s a good, honest boy. Now come climb up on my lap”.
“Umm, aren’t you going to get naked too?”
“No, it’s customary for the first fucking between a man and his Poof to be like this. The man is fully clothed while his Poof bears all. It’s to make the Poof humble. This is the way it’s always been done”.
“Oh, umm, okay” Harry said as he climbed up on the man’s lap.
“Now that my cock has a nice coating of saliva, it should slide right in. Harry all you need to do is sit on my lap. Turn around so that your facing the window. Good. Now, slowly guide yourself down on my cock, that’s right. Touch the tip to your hole and just sit down. Look at the window as you do”.
Harry did as he was told. He held his Guardian’s cock with one hand and slowly inched his hole down closer and closer until he could feel the man’s cock poke his hole. Harry was suddenly scared. What if it was too big? What if it hurt? He’d never done anything like this before. His nipples were being painfully pulled by the weights as Harry shakily tried to sit on the man’s cock. Harry lowered himself down a bit and he could feel the pressure of the cock as it tried to enter his hole. Harry kept lowering his backside until he felt the very tip of the cock enter him. He lowered himself even more and felt a shooting pain inside his hole. The entire head was inside him.
“Look at the window!” Dumbledore yelled at the child who was too preoccupied with the pain to follow a simple order.
The boy immediately looked back at the window. He had no idea why he was supposed to look there, but his Guardian had seemed kind of angry that he hadn’t been.
“How does it feel to have this old man’s cock head inside you boy?” Dumbledore asked.
“Umm it kind of hurt and my legs are getting tired”.
“Just let yourself sit fully on my lap Harry”.
“Won’t it hurt more?”
“Why don’t we find out? Give me your hands”.
Dumbledore took the boys hands and quickly brought them up so that the boy was suspended from his hands with only the cock head in his ass.
Harry shakily held hands with his guardian. Now it was only the Headmaster that held him up. Slowly the man lowered him down an inch. “Ahh!” Harry cried.
“Hush now, you’re alright” he said as he pulled the boy up, almost completely off his cock, and then back down, another inch further.
Harry stared at the window as the headmaster guided his small body further and further down on his cock. When there where only two inches left, the man let go and gravity did the rest.
Dumbledore leaned over and kissed his boy on the head and patted his hair. “You’re such a good boy. Taking my cock to the hilt. Giving me so much pleasure. Such a good little Poof”. Dumbledore hugged the boy under the armpits and lifted the child up quickly and back down, again and again, until he was about to cum. “How does it feel to be skewered on my cock, to have your hole turned into a cunt for the pleasure of cocks, to be only an object for my release? Do you like it? Do you want to cum? I know you do. Every time I thrust you let out cute little sounds, little gasps. I’ve made sure that I’m hitting your prostate”
Harry couldn’t deny that he was feeling good. It hurt at first, but now…now his clit hurt from straining against the cage. It felt like fireworks were going off inside him every time that special spot was hit. He opened his mouth to speak, but a moan came out. He tried again. “Yeesssss, it feelsss sso good Lord Dumbledore. I-I want to cum. Please I-“
Dumbledore chuckled low in his gut. “You must be patient, love. The Guardian always comes before the Poof. Don’t worry, you won’t need to wait long” He said as he thrust the boy faster and faster until he stilled and spilled his seed inside the young, naive child.
The old man breathed heavy for a few minutes, his member still buried deep and shrinking inside the tight heat of the boy’s ass. When he was ready he raised the child up and deposited him on his feet.
“Now do I-“
“Patience, I said. You’ll get to come today, make no mistake, but there is a rather important matter that I would like to discuss with you”. Dumbledore stood up from his seat and walked toward the window. He looked down at the grounds where many of the students were picnicking, or riding their brooms trying to practice with bludgers and snitches. It was a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze. “Snape caught you last night”. It wasn’t a question. “What do you think of the man?”
“Umm, he hates me”.
“I didn’t ask how he felt”.
“Well how are you supposed to feel about someone who hates you?”
Dumbledore sighed and turned to look at the boy. He moved away from the window a few feet and stepped to the side. “You can’t hate him Harry. You need to love him”.
“L-love? What? Why? Just because he saw-“
“Yes! Harry that’s the whole point, don’t you see? Professor Snape saw your penis. Don’t you understand what that means? He now knows you’re to be a Poof! That makes him a contender to be your Guardian!”
“What?! No! I don’t want-“
“It doesn’t matter what you want, my boy. If after all this, when you turn thirteen, if they decide to make you his Poof, that’s the end of it. They are the ones who decide, not us. He has already sent the Ministry a letter of Poof confirmation. He is already in the running”.
Harry looked down at his bare feet. “No” he said dejectedly.
“Yes, Harry”.
“Not him. Not Snape. Anyone but Professor Snape”.
“Anyone? What about Voldemort?” Harry Shivered. “We are lucky that it was Professor Snape that you decided to expose yourself to instead of a Death Eater at least. I have no doubt that the man will do everything it takes in order to keep you safe, just as I have. He may be a bit harsh Harry, but you’ll learn quickly that you owe the man far more than you could ever repay”.
Harry couldn’t believe it. Not him. Not him. It was like a mantra he was repeating in his head. “Professor…Snape”. He couldn’t come to terms with it.
“No Harry, not Professor Snape. You must refer to him as…”
The Headmaster, seemingly out of nowhere, lifted the invisibility cloak off a figure sitting in an armchair. The form of a haughty Severus Snape! He was seated, one hand on each arm of the chair with legs crossed. He was posed a few feet in front of the window. Rays or sunlight were parted by his outline as if he were in a painting of the Gods.
“Lord Snape”. Dumbledore looked at his colleague, performed the silencio counter-spell, then turned back to the boy, “In private anyway”.

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Notes:
Thank you guys so much for putting up with me. Seriously I haven't updated this story in 4 months. Anyway happy early Valentines Day. I'm trying to get another chapter up fast as there's a Part 2 and making you all wait would just be cruel. Also I should let you know that I do not edit or fix errors on my stories on AFF. If you want to read the better versions of my stories you can do so on Ao3. I have the same username. One more thing: I have also begun making sidestories for my fic Harry's Bottle which I will only be posting on Ao3
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