Harry was surprised to hear this. After his previous encounter with them, he had read up on Veela. Even knowing that they were a sexual race didn't quite prepare one for a mother giving a stranger permission, her blessing even, to basically rape her daughter. "What kind of mother are you to allow your young daughter to fuck a stranger?" Harry demanded, his arousal spiking at the situation he found himself in.
Harry waved his hand and before Appoline could react she was placed under a Charm that was effectively the exact opposite of the Full Body Bind, causing her body to go limp, all except for her eyes, which widened in reaction as her body crumpled to the ground. Her guard had been completely down in regards to magic, she hadn't expected wandless magic from one so young, let alone someone from that backwards continent. Not only that but he should still be under her daughter's Allure, so deep into his lust he should be hyper focused on her. For whatever reason he was free and she was now at his mercy. This point was driven home as he grabbed her pert breasts roughly, and she could feel her nipples hardening quickly against her will.
Harry pulled Appoline upright in front of him as he sat down. Still playing with her left breast he let his right hand begin to roam downwards.
Appoline could feel Harry's semi erect cock against her back as he was roughing up her breast. She held back a moan as the hand that was caressing her breast was working down her body, and began to play with the entrance of her pussy. "She's a Veela -" She began, glancing at her daughter, only to wince at the angry and jealous look on the girl's face. Her baby blue eyes clouded as they shot daggers at her flustered mother as she felt the English Bastard's cock harden against her back.
Harry interrupted her, saying, "You mentioned that already."
He saw the mother's surprised looked, broken by a gasp as he pushed his fingers into her pussy and pumped them in and out of it.
"What did you expect? You were the one who wanted me to look up information on your species. Did you think I would forget to look up why a six year old would want me to fuck her mouth? I might be many things, but I dohave some morals - I admit not many, but I do have some. But you… I don't think you have any if you're willing to do this to your daughter, and that's why you're going to help me. Think of it as punishment for not reining her in and controlling her better."
"But I don't want zis…" said Appoline, completely unwilling to give in to what her body wanted. She bit her lip to hold back a moan of disappointment. Hate it or not, her inborn desires knew what they wanted. After years of denying this side of her, Harry Potter was slowly bringing it to the surface, and there was nothing she could to suppress it.
Harry lifted up his hand and brought it up to her face, showing the glistening fingers that all but dripped with her juices.
"Maybe you don't, but your body does."
Appoline winced again as she heard her daughter gasp in wonder. This was the exact opposite of what she wanted her daughter to see! She was supposed to be raped and molested by the lust mad Boy-Who-Lived and give up on all this silliness for good! She bit her lip to muffle a groan as skilled fingers were once more inserted into her, the digits searching out and finding the spots that gave her the most pleasure and mercilessly pressing or stroking them.
The mother of two's eyes widened as his fingers suddenly left her pussy, only for them to be quickly inserted into her mouth. They didn't remain idle, and she began subconsciously sucking on them.
"This is your punishment, you knew that your daughter didn't have any control over her powers." Harry explained as he continued doing what he was doing, but going rougher on her. And to her great shame, Appoline let out a throaty groan.
"You knew this, and yet you still brought her out in public."
Appoline tried to say something, but the fingers still in her mouth kept her from forming any words. Wondering what she wanted to say, Harry removed his fingers.
"I didn't expect you to be 'ere," Appoline admitted weakly. "She's only ever reacted to you, so as long as we didn't run into you she would 'ave been fine."
Harry instantly found a flaw in her plan. He had enough experience dealing with Melody to know that, if Gabrielle was truly serious about searching him out and submitting to him, she was going to find a way to do it, come hell or high water. He forced her head back and moved to kiss her, forcing the issue when she made to resist.
"You honestly think that without me around she would be fine? If your daughter was willing to use her Allure that hard on me in public then what's to stop her from eventually getting so desperate she just uses the Floo to track me down? It's no big secret I go to Hogwarts, it was only a matter of time before she found me. And if she didn't find me, or gave up on me, what's to stop her from searching out someone else to dominate her?"
The blond woman gave a frustrated moan as Harry attached his lips to hers again. He was right though, and even if her daughter gave up on Harry she would still search out someone to dominate her. That was why the two were here, to steer Gabrielle away from such thoughts. It was getting hard to think though, and she could feel his arousal against her thigh. She knew she was going to be fucked soon.
A sudden burst of luck seemed to hit her as she was saved from further humiliation by her daughter, who ran up and shoved her out of the way. Appoline groaned in pain at the sudden painful landing on her rear, a far cry from the pleasure she'd been receiving just a second ago, but her groaning wasn't quite loud enough to mask her daughter's eager voice.
"Me! Do me now!" The little blond cried, her hands grasping his wrist and pressing his hands against her little pussy, completely ignoring or maybe even just uncaring that the hand was drenched in her mothers arousal and saliva.
"Oh don't worry, I'll give you exactly what you deserve." Harry said gently, smirking as her face lit up.
"I want you to watch first, after I deal with your mother we can get started." He ordered, to which Gabrielle happily nodded and reluctantly stepped back.
His arm freed, he turned back to the mature blond.
"Now let's start on your lesson, shall we?"
Appoline looked fearful at this as the English Bastard walked towards her. She yelped as he grabbed her hair and yanked her back into a fierce kiss. Only after her tongue began giving into his did he relent and pull away.
"Let's see if your mouth is good at anything else. Before your mouth is too busy, what are your names?"
"My name is Appoline," She said submissively as her Veela nature was taking over, "and my daughter's name is Gabrielle."
Before she could say anything else, Harry pushed his cock into Appoline's face.
"Good, now please me and there won't be any further problems." He hissed.
Fearing what the English Bastard would do to her if she didn't do this right, she began to kiss his cock softly on the tip before working her way up the side, rubbing it against her cheek as she worked slowly up its length. Harry felt a surge of arousal, causing his length to swell even further when he saw Appoline was getting into it. As it expanded Appoline continued to lavish kisses upon it. She couldn't believe his big his cock was, and he was only twelve coming on thirteen. If this was the size it was now, what would it be like in a few years time? She took a big lick up the length of it, stopping at the head to give it another kiss, before she began to lick his cock like a lollipop as she massaged his balls with her hand.
As she was doing this Harry was moaning in pleasure, this woman sure knew what she was doing. It must be part of being what she was that made them so good at this. Harry then felt her soft mouth latch on to the head of his cock before she began to bob her head up and down on it. And with one of her hands Harry saw her unconsciously put her fingers into her pussy and began to fuck herself as she bobbed on his cock. 'For someone who didn't want this she was sure acting like submissive bitch.' Harry thought wickedly to himself.
Appoline was filled with shame as she sucked him off with the skills she'd developed to solely please her husband, basking wantonly in being so submissive. She began to unwillingly enjoy it even more when Harry grabbed her head and began to fuck her mouth roughly. Her Veela side was just revelling in it, this is what they were made for - to be used. She knew that she would need to retrain herself with the Elders when this was all done with, but for the moment she was enjoying herself.
She was so caught up in the passion of the moment, moaning rapturously as she pleasured Harry, she barely heard him ask her daughter.
"Is this what you want little girl? To be used like your mother, to be nothing more than a slut."
"Oui, oui Monsieur!" Little Gabrielle cried out eagerly. "I want to be used like zat and more…"
"Did you hear that Appoline?" Harry smirked as he elicited another moan of pleasure. "That feels good, keep doing that. Your daughter wants to be just like mummy, aren't you happy to hear that?"
To her great shame, Apoline felt her heart swell up in pride. She nodded and made herself finger fuck herself even more. In that moment she knew this is what she and her daughter was made for, and her repressed instincts were happy to see it happening. She heard Harry say, "Appoline, I'm going to cum and I want you to swallow every bit of it."
Appoline could only display her agreement by humming. As Harry came into her mouth, she began sucking out every drop of his semen, and cleaned his cock afterwards. She was shocked to find that the English Bastard had more cum than she thought he would have, it taking her about a minute to swallow every bit of it.
Once she was done, Harry pulled his cock out of her mouth and asked, "Did you like that Appoline, did you like been used like that?" Harry wanted to hear her say it.
To her forever growing shame, she said "Oui Monsieur, I did enjoy it."
This shocked Gabrielle. Over the last year her mother had tried everything she could to teach her that this kind of thing was wrong, and yet here she was enjoying the same thing she was teaching her was wrong. She didn't understand it, but if it got her mother off her back about it Gabrielle wasn't going to complain.
As she musing over this, she heard her future Master continue, "Now before I punish your daughter, I would love to fuck you."
"Oui Monsieur, please fuck me, 'urt me if you want." Appoline said dutifully.
Harry just smiled as Gabrielle was once again taken off guard by her mother's declaration, never having seen this side of her mother before, but she was enjoying it. Then a wicked idea came to mind, something that would teach Appoline not to bring her child out into public until Gabrielle had a better control of her powers and learned not use them against people.
"Gabrielle you're still going to be punished, though I'm not sure you'll see it like that…" Harry sighed, the girl was a lot like Melody and seemed, from his observation, the type who would love to get hurt and punished, 'How do I always find the kinky ones?' Harry wondered. He was happy that he did though.
Harry undid the curse on Appoline before saying, "I want you to lay on the ground for me on your back, and Appoline I want you on the floor on your hands and knees in front of her. As I fuck you, I want you to eat your daughter."
Gabrielle was more than happy to do this for Harry, internally celebrating her first real command from her Master, and followed his order and laid on the ground, but Appoline was on the other end of the willingness scale and was quite unhappy about this. A mother and daughter having a bonding experience over a male might back been commonplace among Veela back in the day, but she had been trying to teach her daughter that males shouldn't control them and that they had free will to do what they liked. This English Pigdog was ruining everything. It would be even harder to make her daughter see that she shouldn't follow their old ways. She wanted to object, but her body was doing what came naturally to it. Filled with intoxicating forbidden pleasure, she couldn't stop herself as she followed Harry's orders and knelt in front of her daughter.
With increasing forced reluctance Appoline began to lick her little girls young pussy, which made Gabrielle moan in delight. It felt great, what her mother was doing, and she was glad that her future Master had made her mother do this. As she turned her head, she saw Harry enter her mother from behind and begin to fuck her, making her mother's tongue reach even deeper into her young pussy.
Appoline's denial was breaking as the surprisingly skilled bastard behind her worked over her pussy. She wondered how many times he had done this and with who. She couldn't help but moan into her daughters pussy before she pulled up for air and cried out, "Please Monsieur, fuck me, show my daughter 'ow good you are."
"Yes, please Master, fuck my maman harder!" Gabrielle begged, "I love ze feeling of maman's tongue deep within me."
Harry was all too happy to agree with the two of them, so he began to hammer Appoline harder and faster than before. It wasn't long before Harry felt he was going to cum, and as he was about to say, Gabrielle's moaned and croons increased in volume and and urgency. "I'm… Master, I'm going to cum."
Appoline could only hum in agreement that she too was going to cum.
"So we cum together." said Harry, and moments later the three of them did.
As they came, a breathless Appoline lay between her daughter's legs with her little girl's cum over her face, and Harry's seed leaking out of her leaking out of her pussy. "Zat was amazing." Appoline blurted, who was ashamed at that she enjoyed what the twelve year old had done to her. She couldn't stop her mind from supplying thoughts of the boy behind her being better than her husband.
"I've got to agree, zat was amazing." Gabrielle squirmed happily. She'd loved what her mother had done to her, and she'd loved it even more as she went deeper as her Master fucked her mother. "You were good mama, I loved your tongue in me."
"If you loved what she did to you, why don't you repay her with a kiss on the lips and show her how much you enjoyed it?" Harry suggested to Gabrielle. He was glad how the day was turning out, he wanted a mother/daughter fuck but had thought it would be some time before he could get it. Here he was now, however, getting a mother and daughter. Some would say it was rape, but it was their own fault. If the mother could control her daughter and not allow her try and control him, this wouldn't be happening right now.
Before Appoline could protest, her daughter said, "Oui Monsieur!" and kissed her on the lips.
Appoline's resistance was token at best, and before long she was enjoying the kiss Gabrielle was giving her. Before she knew it, Gabrielle had her fingers in her pussy and was she was beginning to finger fuck her, moving to lower her head and begin to suck her breast.
"Oh Morgana…" Appoline moaned out, thoroughly enjoying the feeling her daughter was giving her, "oh Gabrielle dear, zat feels so good, suck your mama's breast, oh, oui, finger fuck me like zat deeper dear, deeper."
Gabrielle was having a blast with her mother, and with the older blond encouraging her, she couldn't help but moan. It also helped that it was making her future Master happy. She then moaned in pleasure as her own mother began to finger fuck her too.
Harry was enjoying the show the two were giving him, his cock was getting harder by the moment, and felt the need to fuck one of them. He concentrated and Conjured a soft chair. It wasn't pretty, and wouldn't last very long, an hour at most, but he'd only recently started learning how to conjure things since Melody was petrified. He started to learn it to keep his mind off Melody, but he hadn't made a whole lot of progress by the time Luna took over. It was a useful skill nonetheless in certain situations, so he made sure he didn't get rusty and continue when he had free time. As long as he kept it simple he could do a few Wandless Conjurations.
He then called out, "That's enough. Gabrielle come over here in front of me, and Appoline, I want you to kneel next to me."
Without a second thought, daughter and mother followed Harry's orders. Once they were done, Harry said, "Before I fuck you little Gabrielle, you're going to get a spanking for trying to control me… Although for you it might not be much of a punishment, but I can't think of any other way to punish you right now. So bend over my knees and count as I spank you. When we get to twenty, I'll fuck you."
"Oui Monsieur." Gabrielle breathed, eyes sparkling as she knelt across Harry's knee as he began to spank her, after each one they got harder and harder. There were a few times where she missed a number, either because she was lost in the pleasure or she was, to Harry's increasing disbelief, drooling too heavily to speak clearly, so punishment started all over again at one.
When Gabrielle finally got to twenty, her ass raw and red by now, Harry let her stand up and she rubbed her sore ass, jumping in surprise but not quite wincing when his larger hands gently pushed hers aside and rubbed her backside for her. Once this was done, he too stood before conjuring a black dildo and cast a spell or two on it.
The dildo was better looking than the conjured chair and box, but that was because he had more practice conjuring them and casting spells on them. When Luna joined him and she found out what he could do, she had him master conjuring sex toys. Harry had found, to utterly no one's surprise, Luna possessed another kinky quirk, and loved and got off heavily on being filled in both holes. To help please her he had learned how to make a good dildo and what spells to place on it to maximize her pleasure.
Once he finished the spells he said, "You're a good girl, and good girls get rewards." He patted her head as he said this, and then began giving his orders.
"First Appoline I want you to sit on this chair, and Gabrielle I want you to bend over and eat your mother out as I fuck you." Then realizing Gabrielle wouldn't be able to reach, Harry Conjured a plain wooden cube, topped with a much more detailed and soft cushion for Gabrielle to kneel on.
"Oui Monsieur." Both said at the same time, and followed his orders.
As Appoline got close to the seat, she saw a large black dildo popping out of the chair. She was about to say something to the English Pig, but one dark look from him made her rethink that. She wisely decided to comply, and sat on the chair. She gasped as she felt the dildo sink deep into her ass, and before she could say anymore, the dildo started to pump in and out of her. She let out a moan of pleasure and gripped the crude arm rests tightly.
As Gabrielle was eating her mother out, Appoline was groaning, not only from what her daughter was doing to her, but also from the dildo that was plunging in and out of her ass. Harry stood behind Gabrielle, eyeing her tiny backside and working out just how this would work in his head. Eventually he made his decision and started wetting his thumb before he lowered it down, gently inserting it into the small orifice in an attempt to make Gabrielle's little asshole easier to ease into later. As he was doing this he also knelt down to lick her pussy, occasionally dropping his hand down to renew the lubrication using her own excitement. As this was happening, both mother and daughter were eliciting rapturous groans from each other.
Once he had a good taste and decided she was as loosened up as she was going to get using his fingers, he stood up and slowly placed his cock into Gabrielle's asshole.
"Oh Merlin this is the tightest ass I've ever had…" Harry grunted deeply, the second his head finally breached passed the ring of muscle. He pushed on, despite the girl's body size doing it's best to either force him back out or crush his length, gritting his teeth at the nearly painful tightness.
It was a full thirty seconds before he finally bottomed out, and when he did he released a breath he didn't know he was holding and became aware of his aching knuckles. Loosening his grip he briefly pulled his hands away from where he'd been gripping Gabrielle's waist and winced at the perfectly detailed red hand prints there. That was probably going to bruise.
And yet the little Veela hadn't made any kind of protest, quite the opposite, she was licking her mother quite vigorously and was starting to rotate her hips by focusing her weight on one knee then the other. Giving a mental shrug he grabbed her thin waist again and pulled back out, only to find himself having just as much difficulty pulling out as he did going in as Gabrielle seemed to refuse to let him go. Annoyed, her growled and the second the bottom of his head touched her sphincter he surged forward. His lips quirked into a smirk at the cute grunt she let out.
He continued this pattern, the motions less a smooth back and forth and more of a rough jerking. His own hips were barely moving, most of the movement coming from Gabrielle's body as he pushed her forward before roughly dragging her back, finishing the motion off with a nice hammer blow of his hips forward to create the picture perfect slapping sound to listen to.
Gabrielle, for her part, was incredibly pleased with this method, since he was effectively using her body to jerk himself off. Her loud moans and squeals were proof of this, if her complete lack of resistance or attempts to make any kind of movement of her own were anything to go by.
It was only once her tiny hole began loosening up did he get a chance to let go with one hand, which he put to immediate use and slid down to the junction between her legs and began rubbing the length of her slit, giving special care to lightly scrape the calluses on his palm over the little bump that had come out from beneath it's hood.
Her young body unable to both take the heaping helping of pleasure Harry was giving her and the responsibility of orally pleasing her mother, and Gabrielle was soon doing little more than simply panting against her mother's pussy, clouded eyes tracking the massive black dildo that pumped up and down into her back entrance as fireworks seemed to go off in her head from the debauched assault on her body.
Harry would have likely punished her for this, but his own pleasure was rapidly building. He'd originally intended to pull out at the last second and cum on her face, just to see her pouting face covered in his seed, or maybe hilt himself and demand she tell him where she wanted his load before switching to the first plan, no matter how she answered, but that plan was completely gone, out the window. Her ass was just too tight, there was no way he could pull out now, even if he wanted to; the head of his cock was far too engorged in preparation for his nearing release to ever pop free of her vice-like hole.
Instead, with a yell he slammed himself into her one last time, both hands gripping her waist tightly, grinding her body back against his. His prick stiffened and balls churned in preparation for a long second before they contracted hard, sending his load shooting up his shaft. The thick semen finally entered her body via an explosive release from the tip of his cock, not stopping until every bit of her insides were painted.
The petite blonde's voice joined her future Master's as both the rush of warm seed releasing into her bowels and the even larger amount of foreign magic flooding her body played havoc on her system.
Appoline stiffened the same moment Harry did as the bespelled dildo in her ass began spewing something into her. It was little more than liquid magic, but being what she was meant that it was probably the most pleasurable thing it could possibly be. In a last moment of defiance, she bit her bottom lip hard and refused to cry out as she came, messily so, all over the chair.