Hey guys,

so the second part and yeah, I am kinda cruel but it will be even more bad tomorrow...

So please review and just enjoy, as much as you can enjoy stuff like this... okay okay, just don´t enjoy it whatever.

Have a nice day anyway!

(POV Harry)

Happy Birthday

Today it´s my birthday, but it´s not a very happy occasion for me. Vernon once again comes into my room. It´s about three in the morning.

"Hello, Harry, it´s your birthday...", there is an evil smile on his face. My body starts to shake. He seldom talks when he comes to my room and when he does it´s never good.

"It´s a special day, so I brought you a present. Dudley, come here." Dudley comes forth, he has a crazy look on his face and takes in my body like I am a tasty steak.

"Dudley, it´s time that I´ll show you, how to use this dirty whore.", he chuckled and pressed something into Dudley´s hands.

"First you have to gag him, here those are some old knickers of your mother. I took them for this special occasion." Dudley takes them eagerly and shoves them into my mouth. This is nothing new to me, so I just try to not move and accomodate this really disgusting piece of clothe in my mouth.

"Then you take of his clothes, best to tear them off, he won´t need them from now on anyway." Dudley seemed really to look forward to touch me, he ripped my clothes in half and jumped onto my bed.

"Just like that son and now show him what he deserves." It really seemed like today wouldn´t be like usual. Dudley grabbed a whip from somewhere and hit me over the back as if to test how much it would hurt me. It hurt like hell, I could feel my skin breaking and blood slowly flowing down my back.

"Hit him harder, son. He deserves it!", shouted Vernon enthusiastically. It strange how I thought, why aunt Petunia was still sleeping, when he was so loud. A pretty idiotic thought at this kind of time. Dudley kept on flogging me. My body was slowly getting numb or maybe just shutting down from the pain so I didn´t feel anything anymore. I just heard them talk, how I deserved it and that my freaky friends would never come and help me.

"Son, it´s time. Take him dry and show him his place. The freak will always be under us. Tell him, what we will do with him in the future and how much you enjoy doing this to him." Vernon stepped back from the bed and just watched as his son jumped me and entered me with no lube. I could feel it tear, but I didn´t feel the pain. I was too disgusted with myself that I didn´t fight back. In this moment I was their whore, their slave.

"You know, Harry, Dad and I could invite some of my friends over. You feel amazing and I am sure they would give us a good price to fuck you." Luckily I passed out after that, I didn´t want to hear their future plans for me.

I woke up an hour later. The room was dark and you could have thought that nothing of this happened, if there wasn´t the blood on the bedsheets and the pain that was slowly killing me. I couldn´t even stand up.

But I needed to get away, I needed to get out of this hell. I grabbed a small piece of paper and wrote a short message to my friends on it.

Please help me, Harry.

I didn´t have the energy to write much more. Hedwig hooted as I bound the letter onto her leg. I just prayed that the message wouldn´t reach them too late.