Legacy of Lust | By : Ninny Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 30390 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Nymphadora was finally on her way back to Hogwarts. The last few day had been pretty hectic but she would not trade what she experienced the for anything.
Susan had begged and whined until, finally, Amelia and Andromeda relented and the Tonks moved into the Bones manor.
Ironically, the bedroom usage decreased instead of increasing. They all moved into a single room, charms easily applied to the bed so that it became wider and with stronger supports. The same suspended beam Amelie fully took advantage of back in the reserve could be seen hanging from the roof, opening a plethora of opportunities for the expanded family.
Between the moving and all the playing around time flew by, by the time they remembered they still had to purchase Nym's school supplies, it was already the 29th of August. Shopping in a rush was not an experience she'd like to repeat anytime soon.
She would certainly miss the Bones and her mother, but at least she'd go back by the end-of-year holidays, so she merely had to wait four months.
She was eager to reach the castle, though. She could barely contain her excitement, lovingly looking at the trunk resting in front of her. Her other trunk already shrunk down and pocketed.
Rushing towards the carriages once the train stopped, she made a last-second checklist of everything she had packed:
-Extra clothes, check.
-Skimpy clothes, check.
-Leash, check.
-Invisibility cloak, check.
-Sounding rods of different girths, check.
-Pinching Pliers, check.
Yup, it seems she took all the essentials with her.
She diligently took part at the Start-of-term feast, making sure to eat enough (and to pocket some extra food for later) and drink lots of water. By the end of the feast se was almost wetting herself.
She was the fist one to leave the hall once the feast properly ended. Rushing towards the badger's common room, she quickly got into her bedroom and cast a multitude of locking charms at the door.
One interesting fact about common rooms in Hogwarts was that only Slytherin and Gryffindor used communal bedrooms. Ravenclaw had individual rooms while Hufflepuff's students could opt for either individual ones or sharing with up to two other persons, irrespective of gender.
Almost ripping out her clothes, she quickly located the trunk that the House-Elves transported from the train, fidgeting to avoid peeing before the time was right she opened the lid.
Inside was a bound, blindfolded and gagged Harry Potter on his back laying atop the comfortable-looking padding of the trunk. His knees to the chest, with his hands bound to his ankles, displaying his cute clitty caged in the confines of his chastity device. There were a pair of suction cups attached to his nipples an enchanted dildo slowly pounding his ass.
She laughed at the sight, eagerly reaching inside and taking out the key to unlock his restraints. She smiled at the sight of her little brother's face.
Quickly removing his gag she whispered "Hello, my little whore".
His body shivered in excitement, not uttering a word while she took his blindfold off.
"Welcome to Hogwarts, little sissy boy" she said, grinning " you know why I brought you here" she added, guiding him so he was knelt before her.
"Thanks, Mistress" he replied, almost trembling with excitement
"I've been waiting for you, little slut" she said as she pulled his hair with on of her hands, kissing him deeply "So, let's get started" she added, grabbing his head and forcing him onto her cock.
He shuddered with pleasure as her huge erection slid down his throat, his head bobbing up and down with the force of her thrusts.
"Mm..." she moaned, enjoying the feeling of his hot, wet mouth sliding along her cock "Can't hold it any longer, sissy! here comes your drink!" she warned, letting her urine flow directly into his throat.
After several minutes of this treatment, she stopped and grabbed his hair again, pulling his face up to hers.
"Let me clean you up, you filthy slut" she said, smirking as she licked her own piss off his lips.
She then guided him so he was bent over, his caged clitty rubbing against the smooth surface of the bed, his asshole still pounded by the magical phallus.
"Oh... You're such a naughty little sissy" she chuckled "I'm gonna make you into the best little buttslut ever!"
"Yes, Mistress!" he shouted, his hands spreading his cheeks apart, gasping as the dildo started going faster and faster.
She giggled, teasingly fondling his balls "If you behave, sissy, maybe I'll play with your dicklet, would you like that?"
"I would love that, Mistress!" he replied, almost reaching his climax.
"Good boy" she cooed, stroking his hair "How about we start with something simple?" She stopped the dildo, much to his disappointment "First let's get you ready..." She flipped him over and cast an immobilization charm at him, then she flicked her wand only for the shrunken trunk to fly straight from her clothes towards her hand. After setting it on the ground and undoing its shrinking, she opened one of the compartments and retrieved a sounding rod.
It was a bit thicker than the first one she used on him, moving his eyes to get a better picture he could see it had a lot more 'texture' than the last one.
She then undid the locking charm of his chastity cage, his tiny penis instantly standing completely straight. She inserted the tip of her wand into his urethra, casting the usual minor numbing and lubricating charms.
"Ready?" she asked, giving him a sly smile before pushing the rod inside his urethra, not pausing at all once it was completely inside him.
"Oooohhh..." he gasped as he felt the rod slowly working its way inside him, pressing against the walls of his prostate and stimulating his G-spot. The feeling of being completely at her mercy, unable to move, adding an extra kick to his pleasure.
"Do you like that little whore?" she asked, giggling. "That's what you are now, isn't it?" she continued, her other hand teasing his stretched anus.
"Yes, Mistress... I love it" he groaned, shivering as his orgasm approached.
"Good boy." she cooed, pumping three fingers inside his asshole.
"I'm gonna cum!" he warned.
She immediately stopped her motions, not granting him his release.
With a sadistic smile she told him "No you won't, slut. Today I'll bring you to the edge. Over and over and over again." her eyes intently watching as desperation flowed into his green orbs.
He groaned, desperately willing for his cocklet to cum.
"You will warn me whenever you are close to cum, understand?" she threatened, pinching his nipples hard
"Yes, Mistress!" he moaned, his voice strained from the pain and pleasure.
"Good boy" she cooed, continuing her assault on his ass with her fingers.
After a few minutes of this torment, he warned her, feeling his sanity slip a little as she stopped.
And so continued the constant edging of the little slut, not even when Nym shoved her whole hand into his asshole was he granted mercy, neither was she distracted from her task when concerned housemates knocked on her door, asking if she was feeling well after her abrupt departure from the hall.
"Oh, don't worry" she said whilst still continuing to fist her little brother, whispering to him to keep quiet or else. "I just had too much to drink and had to use the loo!" She told them, her hands moving faster and faster.
"Really? We could take you to Madam Pomfrey if you feel sick..." The voice replied from beyond the door.
"Nah, I'm fine" she reassured, making Harry moan loudly as her fingers worked deep inside his asshole. "Just feeling knackered form the trip" she added after exaggerating a yawn in hopes that she could mask her sissy's sounds.
"Alright, but if you need us, call us!" Another voice said, finally departing.
Nymphadora could hear their footsteps getting farther and farther away, once she deemed there was enough distance between them, she picked a pillow, pressing it against her brother's face to muffle his moaning and started violently pumping her arm in and out of his asshole.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh please, Mistress, please, please, please, please, Mistress, Mistress!"
She grinned wickedly, making him beg for mercy.
"Please Mistress, may I cum, please, please, please, please, Mistress..." she could hear his muffled begging, his voice weak with exhaustion.
"No!" she spat "I told you to keep quiet!" she scolded, continuing to fuck him with her hand, her thumb pressing hard on his prostate.
She continued his punishment, stopping completely whenever he was close to cumming, only to restart with a vengeance after he cooled down enough.
All the while, Harry's muffled moans could easily be heard inside the room, she could only hope the door was thick enough to stop the sound from escaping. She was too aroused to consider stopping earlier than planned, so she took the risk, the trepidation of possibly being caught with her arm up into a little boy's asshole only increasing her horniness.
Finally, after her arm started getting sore, and when she knew he was close to his limit, she slowed down, throwing the pillow to one side of the room, her nails digging into his skin as she never stopped, but slowed down considerably her ministrations.
"Please, Mistress!" he begged.
"Are you sure?" she asked, smiling naughtily "If we end at this point today, you'll be forbidden from climaxing for an entire month…"
"A... A month?!" he exclaimed, tears forming in his eyes at the thought of such cruel torture.
"Yes" she smirked evilly, "An entire month, and I'll continue teasing you every. single. day. Maybe not as intensely as today but..." she paused, looking him in the eye "I'll fuck you in ways you didn't think possible" she finished, licking her lips provocatively.
"Yesssss..." he moaned.
She smiled, stroking his hair "Then let's get started, shall we?"
In an instant she took her arm out of his asshole, thrusting her equine-cock deep inside his bowels in one swift movement.
He screamed as he felt the monster stretching his insides, his tiny asshole squeezed around the thick shaft.
"Open wide, little slut!" she ordered, fucking him with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Aghhhh..." he moaned as she started to pick up speed.
His mind couldn't focus on anything except how good it felt, the sensation of being fucked by such a giant cock was overwhelming. He wanted to scream for help, he wanted to beg for mercy, but all he could manage was a muffled whimper.
Nymphadora took advantage of his immobile state, grabbing his legs and pushing them so his feet ended at the sides of his head, letting her penetrate him deeper.
"What a pathetic little sissy you are, aren't you?" she teased as she worked her huge cock in and out of his tight ass.
"Yes, Mistress" he gasped, his whole body tensing as she pumped her enormous phallus in and out of his tight hole.
"I'll show you what a real dick is like, you sissyboy." She warned, picking up the pace.
"Oh, Mistress! Please, Mistress, let me cum, please, please, please, please" he pleaded, his voice barely audible under her heavy breathing.
"Not yet, slut" she growled, pounding his abused asshole.
"But Mistress-" he started to protest.
"Shut up" she barked at him, gritting her teeth at the sight of her gigantic cockhead drilling into her little brother's rectum.
She felt his ass tense around her cock, feeling his anus spasm, trying to milk the thick shaft.
Finally, when she felt herself close to climaxing, she took the end of the still-shafted sounding rod in her fingers.
"This is it, whore, once I take this rod out you'll be allowed to cum." She warned him.
"Yes, Mistress" he whimpered, his voice strained with desire.
"Don't disappoint me, slut. Cum for me!" she commanded him.
With one final thrust she exploded inside him, at the same time she jerked the rod off in a single motion, a veritable amount of cum quckly expelled from Harry's tiny clit straight into his face. It splashed onto his cheeks, dripping down to his chin, landing on his tongue and stomach.
"Mmmphh" he groaned a little in surprise, swallowing it as fast as he could.
Neither of them could say anything, each enraptured in their own post-orgasmic bliss. A thin glaze of cum coating the entirety of Harry's torso and face, belly bloated and distended from the amounts of cum her sister shot inside of him.
She pulled out of him, a gush of sperm freely flowing from his ass, cock quickly softening and then turning into a pussy.
Harry looked up at her, his mouth open and panting heavily, cum dripped from his lips.
"Mistress?" He asked, his voice strained from the prolonged orgasm.
"Yes, my little whore?" she replied, smacking his cheek playfully with her palm.
"Can I move yet? legs are getting tired" he complained.
"Of course, slut" she replied, undoing the charm she placed on him.
Harry felt the muscles of his thighs and calves slowly stretch out, feeling his knees bend more and more.
"Thank you, Mistress" he said, hugging her tightly.
"I'm glad you liked it, sissy" she purred, hugging him back.
They continued their embrace, both too tired to do anything else.
"Do we have to clean?" Harry said, glancing at the completely caked bed.
"Probably... Too tired, though, we'll just have to sleep on our spunk" Nym shrugged. "Besides, the elves will have a field day cleaning all this..."
"You won't hear me complaining…"
They soon fell asleep, still embracing each other.
/*-/LoL/-*/
Days went by with his new daily routine, nothing really exciting (meaning new) happened until one October 31th.
Harry woke up startled, he was not laying on a bed (indeed, he was laid down on what felt like... moist soil? His hands were bound up above his head, while his legs were spread wide open. He started panicking and wanted to scream but what felt like a fabric of some sorts was crammed inside his mouth.
He tried to squirm around, taking a look at his surroundings... He was inside a greenhouse? through the glass panes he could see it was still early morning, the sun wasn't out yet. On the same plot of soil he was currently bound he could see a variety of magical plants and herbs, some shining on their own, some exuding alluring aromas, some even moving around a little!
"Ah, I see our little intruder is awake!" Professor Sprout chirped, holding up a broomstick as she approached him.
"Mphhhm?" he mumbled, unable to talk through the fabric in his mouth.
"You know, I was stumped for a long time when I discovered an extra child on MY den..." She approached him, her calloused hands roaming his body "Finally I decided to confront the little stowaway and see what his intentions were, after all" she grabbed his tiny balls firmly, giving a painful but brief squeeze "Who knows what someone infiltrating a school would have planned, right?"
He could hear her walking away from his position, he heard a door opening and her voice as she spoke louder, ensuring he could hear her "Now, imagine my surprise when I barge into the bedroom, wand ready to curse, when I see one of my badgers, a girl I truly like, I must add, giving a cute little sissy whore the reaming of his life... I left the duo alone in embarrassment but the very next day Nymphadora and I had a really... Interesting conversation…"
He listened intently as she started approaching once again. "To discover that I had one of the most famous celebrities of the wizarding world in my own house, one year earlier than expected was a shock", he could see she carried a pot with a strangely wriggling plant of sorts planted on it, "but that pales in comparison with the shock I felt when she started describing, in grueling detail, just how much of a good boy you are", she patted his cheek, "because that's what you are, aren't you, slut? A good boy willing to obey his mistresses?"
Harry could only nod eagerly at that.
"I was then at a conundrum, you see, on one hand I had a responsibility towards the school... I should have reported you immediately to the Headmaster, which no doubt would see you removed from your family..." Harry shot her a look of horror, rapidly shaking his head, she just smiled at his reaction, "on the other hand... your sister made me a proposition... a 'test run' if you will, so she could show me just how much of an... asset... you are to the Hufflepuff house…"
Now Harry looked confused.
"So here we are... You see, over the years I've experimented on all different kinds of plants and herbs, augmenting the magical qualities of some, running into several roadblocks..." she put the potted plant right below his uncaged clitty. "This little one" she pointed at the plant "is the result of several weeks of experimenting on a Devil's Snare... Now, I know you don't know about it, so let's just say that it's a really nasty plant that likes to wrap around stuff and suffocate living beings..." She chuckled as Harry started squirming, "Now, now, slut, don't worry. As I said, I spent several weeks trying to make it... safe. It still likes to wrap around people but now it looks to pleasure its victims, feeding almost exclusively on sexual fluids!" She finished with a proud smile on her face.
"I've already tested it on animal subjects, however this is the first time I'll let it interact with a human being... If everything goes well, I'll seek to slowly replace the existing Devil's Snare in nature with this one..." Her smile turned predatory as she inched her face close to Harry's "So tell me, slut... Are you ready?"
Harry nodded, his heart racing.
"Very well then, slut. I hereby declare you as an honorary member of the Hufflepuff House!" And with that proclamation, she uprooted the modified plant, inserting just a tiny bit of it's topmost part (which incidentally was the thinnest part) inside his urethra, taking a few steps back after that.
The plant began to grow, stretching out its vines all around him, wrapping themselves around his body, hugging him tight, making it impossible for him to even squirm.
A small tentacle started to grow inside his urethra, quickly finding its way parting into multiple vine-like appendages and finding their way into his ballsack.
"Oh, and before I forget, through testing I discovered our little friend was capable of secreting a substance that acted both as block for the pain receptors in the brain and a extremely strong aphrodisiac... When I let it have fun on a horse, It wouldn't let go until two days later so…"
He felt the plant start to burrow deeper inside him, his eyes widening in fear, it didn't last long as soon after she could see his eyes rolling to the back of his head.
"There we go, the first of many, many orgasms you'll experience, slut." She smirked, pulling out a wand from her robes and took the fabric out of his mouth (which he identified as a pair of used panties). With grace she conjured a mechanism of sorts comprised of a tank of water connected to a hose that ended in a phallic shape. It was constantly dripping a liquid.
"Now, since you'll be bound for the next two days at least, you'll need a nutrient and water intake of some sort, lest you die of lack of sustenance... That's why the hose is for, It's set up so it'll only drip a drop at the time, It has a mixture of potions and liquids to make sure you stay healthy during this ordeal" And with that she attached the hose to Harry's mouth, it was of the perfect length so he could constantly try and lick the phallus, getting sustenance in reward for his efforts.
He moaned when he felt another vine appendage worm its way into his anus, constantly expanding and contracting, stimulating him.
"Well then" Professor Sprout clapped "I have to go back and prepare for today's classes, don't worry, no one who doesn't know already will be able to get into this particular greenhouse, so don't expect a lot of company during the day. I've already explained the situation to some of my more... eager girls, they'll check on you every few hours to make sure everything's ok... Nym promised to visit as much as possible. But before I forget" she took out a blindfold, gently placing it over his eyes (it conveniently
covered the scar on his forehead), securing it with a sticking charm "The girls know we have a cute little volunteer. No need for them to know your real identity, whore."
And with a peck to his head she was gone leaving him to his fate, he could feel himself being pulled closer and closer into the plant, feeling its vines squeezing him tighter and tighter, prodding virtually all of his holes driving him mad with lust and desire.
Second became minutes, minutes became hours as the little sissy was immobilized, all his holes violated in one way or another. Every few hours or so (he really had no idea how much time it had been), he could feel the gentle caresses of feminine hands on his face, sometimes ruffling his hair affectionately, sometimes delivering a harsh slap or two.
He could somewhat discern the time of the day by the feeling of the sun's heat (or the lack of it) on his skin, other than that he was completely ignorant to the outside world, his senses being overwhelmed over and over again.
If the first month in Hogwarts was torture because of him being prohibited from ever climaxing, those two days spent at the greenhouse were hell because of the amount of times he did. Never once did he received a second of reprieve, the aphrodisiac secreted by the plant proving to be extremely effective to his young, lithe body.
His mind was continuously plagued with images of his sister Nymphadora, her large breasts spilling out of her robes, her thick nipples poking out as she pushed down on his head, forcing him to deepthroat her massive cock. He knelt between her legs, his mouth always open, his tongue frantically trying to take in as much of her dick as possible, desperate to please her.
Then there was the image of his mother, spanking him hard, her heavy breasts bouncing with each smack, his naked body covered in a thin layer of red marks, his cock twitching uncontrollably, before she used him as a toilet, giving him a yummy breakfast or dinner after a long session of sex.
The two were a constant source of enjoyment for him as he kept reliving them over and over again, he could feel the sweat dripping from his body and his breath growing shallow as the plants continued to explore him inch by inch. At some point on the morning of the second day he felt a prick on his nipples, and a feeling of some sort of liquid being injected directly into them. What began as an itching sensation on his breasts soon became a new source of pleasure as he began to feel as if a mouth engulfed his nipples whole, along with a gentle sucking of them.
The feeling drove him crazy, distantly he could hear the voices of a startled pair of girls, quickly rushing outside only to return minutes later with hasty steps.
"Oh... Oh my..." He thought he recognized Professor Sprout's voice "I see what you mean, girls. 20 points to Hufflepuff for your quick warning. Now, let's see what's going on..."
Harry could feel as the plants were removed from his nipples, eliciting a gasp from the other three people present.
"My, my... It seems the plant also likes to drink breast milk... It must have injected a massive dose of hormones to incur such a rapid breast-development... Come on girls, let's check the firmness and size of them, remember to make note of it on your reports." She instructed the girls, who proceeded to grope him, producing no small amounts of moaning from Harry, he felt as he was manipulated and something he intuitively knew was a measuring tape was warped around his torso and breasts.
Hearing the scribbling of a pencil over a piece of paper, he gathered the girls were writing down his measurements "Oh wow," he heard one of them say "It looks like he's already... a C cup, dang!"
"You sure?" he heard the other voice ask in wonder "He's younger than me and got bigger breasts than everyone in our year!" he could hear the jealousy from her voice "And look! He's already producing milk!" 'well, that's interesting to know' he managed to think in between the pleasure.
"Wait, what are you doing?!" he heard Sprout ask, almost-but-not-quite indignantly "What? I thought you'd also like a report on the milk's flavor and consistency" he heard the shrug from the girl on his left.
"You know what? You are right, and if you happen to come up with another fact you deem interesting enough to report, go for it." he felt as professor Sprout gave him a quick hair ruffle. "Well then, slut, I'll leave you in the capable hands of my assistants, try not to enjoy it too much." he could imagine the wink she threw to the other two girls before she left the greenhouse once again.
"Well then! Time to do a little taste-test" one of the girls chirped. He waited eagerly, being rewarded by the sensation of a pair of mouths, each sucking one of his nipples.
"Mmmhmmm!" He heard twin moans of pleasure. "How in Morgana's name is your milk so bloody tasty!" one of the girls stopped her sucking to say, before she resumed greedily ingesting his milk.
The greenhouse was filled with moans coming from three different sources, one enjoying beyond measure the act of being milked, two delighted in, what quickly became, their new favorite drink.
After this incident, Harry had no choice but to endure the constant pumping action of the plant, his body being ravaged relentlessly and his mind being constantly tormented with images of Nymphadora and their mother.
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