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Memoirs of Fate	By : TragicBackstory Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 23587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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I enjoyed sex with Hermione..don’t get me wrong. She was tight and so wet I had to change the sheets or both of us were sleeping in the wet spot. However Millicent was a different picture entirely.

“Ooh..Uuh...Aah…”

Face into the back of the bean bag pile, on her knees and ass up; her pants didn’t make it past her thighs. The pillowy ass so wide I had to hold on for dear life with one hand on the small of her back. She threw that ocean of meat back on me like a rolling wave. Her ass was flawless; a heart shaped mass white as milk, and the soft wet ‘clop’ when she pushed back sent a tingle to my balls every time.

Hermione ran from my cock, Millicent was trying to suck it off my body. She wasn’t wet like Hermione, in fact her pussy had almost a greasy quality. Not for the first time I realized living a monogamous shut in lifestyle last time made me ignorant in the differences in people sexually. I listened to her gasp and groan and moan in total bliss. My dick wasn’t breaking her; but it was hitting all the right buttons with ease apparently. I wondered if I could even hold out long enough to get her off without magic when I saw her shoulders shudder. Seconds later I held still feeling the strong pulse of muscles around the base of my cock.

“Don’t stop!” she gasped at me and I complied on auto-pilot. I looked down my body and was surprised to see the creamy white foam streaking down my shaft as I pumped. The girls cum was thicker than mine. Speaking of which…

“Boy or girl?!” I grunted in a panic as I began to go faster.

“Wh….what?” she looked over my shoulder, her eyes half lidded and unfocused. I repeated my question and felt her body tighten on me.

“Girl…Nng!” she grit her teeth as I began to pick up pace.

“Twins or triplets?!” I practically growled the last question.

“WHAT?!” her eyes finally focused and opened. “I don’t--”

“Twins it is...UUUHhh…” I threw my head back and let it go. My cock boiling hot and massaged as I let my balls unload all the stress and frustration I was feeling in rope after gushing rope. I nearly stumbled at the pressure she was keeping up, her pillowy alabaster mounds crushed up against my hips and stomach as she clenched down every time I throbbed. “Good?” I chuckled as I grabbed the back of her hair pulling her upright. She didn’t even hesitate to suck my tongue into her mouth, and I realized shy reserved Millicent might be more of a firecracker than I was expecting.

“Mmph?”

I looked over, realizing that poor Daphne was still connected to the leash in my hand. In a fetal position on the bean back next to us she looked half-insane. I released the bond and watched her fall to a heap panting. Walking over I grabbed the top of her hair and sat her up. She didn’t even fight it as I smacked the side of her cheek with my dick a few times, spattering Millicent all over her with a little of me mixed in.

“The next time you betray me I will give you to every boy in Hogwarts over 3rd year.” I watched her eyes go wide and smiled, “two at a time, until you break. Then I will send you to St. Mungos for a month to heal, and when you get back it will be three at a time. DO I MAKE.” I glared, “myself clear?”

“Yes….Harry,” she looked more ashamed than angry, and I cupped her chin.

“You belong to me, but I do not own your heart or mind Daph.” I smiled at her when she looked up curiously, “I fully intend to either earn those, or give them to someone for safe keeping.” I turned and looked back at Millicent who was still in an addle-fucked daze bent over with her cum soaked thighs on full display. “You are in Runes with Hermione, correct?” I glanced back over at the girl at my feet who nodded. “Good, you and Hermione have a big project you’re going to lead this weekend. You and Millicent are skipping class for the rest of the day. The mother of my children deserves to be pampered.” I watched Millicent finally react to that, looking over at me so quick she fell over onto her hip. “Take a shower, wash each other thoroughly,” I helped Daphne to her feet even as she looked at me stunned, before turning and doing the same with a half naked Millicent. “Then take your clothes off and...enjoy each other’s company till supper, in my bed.” I watched them, “I take it by your expressions that neither of you have been with a girl before. Its not unpleasant honestly.” I smirked and the two had conflicting faces. “Millie you don’t have to do more than use your hands tonight.” I turned to a very worried looking Slytherin wringing her hands at her lap as she stood next to me. I cupped her chin, and the girl almost looked hopeful as I gave her a pec on the lips. “Because of your actions, I’m giving you to Ron and Hermione.” I muttered looking over at Daphne. I saw a split second of defiant rage in her eyes, and it died the second I squeezed her chin. “Learn from Millie what feels good. Hermione is voraciously bisexual,” that got her worried, “the longer and better you can satisfy her the more she will reign him in.” I let her go and she almost fell down.

“What...I….”

“There is no stopping what is going to happen tonight,” I crossed my arms, “you brought Malfoy into my….OUR home. When Hermione finds out what you did...you will have a dangerous path to walk around Ron.” I turned back to Millicent ignoring Daphne for a second, “Do you mind letting her eat you out? I mean…”

I wasn’t expecting the smirk on her face. Then I remembered how many years of shitty treatment this girl had received already. She was the bottom of the barrel so to speak and now she had pure, unquenchable power over those that belittled her like dogshit and used her.
“Do...I have to take a shower first?” I saw the glint in her eye as she glanced at a now horrified Daphne.

“Hey,” I shrugged, “It’s your bits. Just do me a favor and shave a bit when you get out of the shower.” I turned and held out my hand for Daphne to follow a now practically skipping Millicent into the bedroom and closed the flap. “Daphne,” I called out, and after a second I saw her head peak through, the fact that her chin was already damp was amusing, “make sure you brush your bloody teeth before dinner. Also fair warning; Ron’s dick is bigger than mine,” I grinned, “and all the porn he swipes from Seamus is nothing but buggery…” that got her fucking attention, “if i were you I’d rather go to bed with a sore jaw rather than a ripped asshole so learn to pace yourself. But that’s your call, enjoy.”

I waited until I couldn’t hear anything before I reached for my wand in my pants pocket. Grabbing my robe I tossed what was left of the clothes I was wearing aside and let myself melt into Jamie. I hit myself with a cleaning charm and took a deep breath. This was going to be horrible before it got better.

“Enervate. Good morning sunshine.” I grinned at Pansy as she looked up at me from the flat of her back.

“...who are y--” my left foot just would not let her finish that sentence. The nice little arc of spit I’d kicked out of her fucking mouth landed on the back of Draco’s head to my amusement.

“You will listen.” I leaned over far and when she tried to interrupt me I brought the back of my hand down on the other side, making sure to keep it even.

“STOP!” she shrieked covering her face with both hands. I took that opportunity to stomp on her stomach, putting her into a fetal position.

“You have two options slut.” I sneered down at her coughing form. “Join me, or die.”

“But you can’t….Harry won’t…”

“Do I look like Harry Potter you little cunt?” for some reason that sentence felt way better than it should, “I will Bombarda your fucking brains out right here. I am not playing.” I put my wand tip to her temple and listened to her mewl and sob. “Unbreakable...no,” I smiled, “not good enough...I want a life debt, now.”

“What?!” she actually dared to look at me out of the corner of her eye, cringing and covering as I raised my hand. “I’m-not-doing-that.” I skipped the spell work and gave her another soccer kick to the stomach. I decided I might need another tactic when she almost threw up.

“It’s going to be a very short life otherwise bitch.” I stood up, and focusing as hard as I could I willed my magic. Silent casting is hard as hell, and anyone who can do it will tell you that the spell is about ten times more energy and willpower to cast. More than one or two a day and you’re too exhausted to try anymore. Luckily I could pull it off once.

I was glad the individual rooms were silenced, cause the scream she let off when the stunner hit the carpet in front of her nose would have woken the dead.

“OKAY!.....okay…” her sobs slowed after a minute, and I watched the white flash of magic as she lay still. I let her lay there a bit, softly crying before I reached out my hand. I’d expected the bondage level rig that Daphne had sported, such was not the case.

“Oh my.” I cooed, the silver band appearing on my finger, the cordage barely bigger than fishing line connecting it to a black silk choker embroidered around her throat. “You are a docile one aren’t you?” I grinned as I yanked her to me. The fear in her eyes was palpable as I took a firm hold of her ass with both hands. “Go into the bedroom, tell them you belong to Harry now and you’re just there to watch.” I gave her a soft kiss on the forehead, “listen, shut up, and learn. If you take as long to teach as Daphne does, you will suffer the same fate.” I saw her eyebrows furrowed, so I bit one gently. “Tonight Daphne is not only going to give Ronald Weasley her first time….” I watched her tremble in my grip, “but her firstborn. You better show more respect than she did or I’ll loan you out to half of Hogwarts just to watch you drip.”

I feel I got my point across because the girl was tearing up as she walked to the door to my bedroom.

“OoooOOooOOoohh….”

We both froze as the sound of pussy being eaten well and long filled the room. Pansy looked back at me once, I nodded with a smile, and then she was gone. Collecting myself I had to sit down for a minute and take several deep breaths.

I detested bullying, it was against my very nature. I felt sick to my stomach, strong arming Pansy the way I had, but the girl was easily folded and I would make it up to her soon I told myself. The next issue though was sitting half a body length from my feet.

“Dobby.” I called for my best little mate and gave him a side hug. He seemed rather uncomfortable with me as Jamie, but if anything he seemed to dote on me more than as Harry. “Take the two big lumps there back to the their beds, make sure they stay asleep a good long while would you?” I kissed Dobs on the forehead, and got a blush for my efforts.

“Yes Mistress.”

I was not expecting to enjoy that phrase. Shaking my arms to work out the nerves I closed my eyes, focused on what I wanted out of this. Raising my wand I waited till Dobby had popped the two lumps of robes away before hitting Draco with a binding spell. The ropes tight, I made sure to adjust my own bathrobe accordingly. Tits out, thighs showing, I laid back against the beanbag as casually as you please as I levitated and adjusted the binds until Draco was kneeling, a thick cord of hemp in his mouth as he say inches away from me.

“Okay little man,” I licked my lips, “let’s see what you’re made of.”
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