The Handling of Snakes
By Severus Snape
Certified Potions Master, Professor of Potions at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Current Head of Slytherin House
The last student scurried out of the classroom and Snape slammed the door behind the dawdling dunderhead.
He released a frustrated sigh and retired through the door of in his office to his private rooms. He sank onto his leather covered chair in front of the fireplace and groaned.
"Why did I become a glorified baby sitter again? Oh yes, because you had the stupidity to sell yourself into slavery to a pair of old squabbling madmen, old chap. They both want you to spy on the other so you work in the domicile of one to make it more likely you will learn something the one might desire to know and at the same time make it easier to report to the other. Meanwhile, you have access to children to brainwash over to the dark side and a not inconsiderable fund for research which you can use to make the potions your master demands of you in what little free time you have after classes are over, grading is done and patrols are complete. Not only that, but as Professor of Potions of a school and with no apprentice to do the task you must make a certain minimal donation to the quantity of potions needed for the infirmary wing."
"And they ignore that you are a young man, full of needs left unfulfilled by your own hand, and give you no time to seek someone to slake them with."
"Oh, Lily, you would have been a magnificent wife. You would have been just as busy as I and independent enough that you would not be lonely yet when our spare time overlapped you would have put your passions to conquering my needy flesh. Oh, Lily of the Glorious Fire Hair, Lily of the Blazing Killing Curse Eyes, how I long for you even now as you languish in your grave and I in my stony dungeon."
A sudden wiggle from his pocket distracted him from his bitter soliloquy. He recalled the snake that several suddenly unstable potions had distracted him from after establishing who its owner was and drew it from his robe pocket. It coiled docilely around his hand and he examined it as he might any live specimen which might prove useful as ingredients.
He took its head in hand and examined the head shape, the number, size and shape of scales upon it and determined it to be not native to Europe. It was a fine specimen of a snake, smoothly tapering from narrow head to tail in a stout, muscular way. The white color seemed unusual but the shape of the snake seemed normal enough. Perhaps some sort of python although the shovel shaped head indicated a burrowing species. Conjuring a shallow pen of sorts in which he placed the snake, he summoned a mouse from his lab and carefully used it to tease the snake to see how it attacked. It was a constrictor and he nodded at the confirmation to his suspicions of its python like nature. It was busy swallowing the mouse and he hastened to the snake section of his book shelves. He carefully inked the snake's head pattern on a removable section thicker than most and placed it flat just inside the cover. Closing the large book he set it down and cast a finding spell on it. Provided it was a natural snake this should enable him to learn the basics of the species.
The book popped open on its own initiative, displaying a page from the American snakes section, specifically the Mexican Burrowing Python. Despite the name, there was some doubt as to its python status although it had been placed under that label thanks to its pelvic bones vestiges. Regardless of its species name, the most important part is that it would not naturally grow much over a meter in length, which, as it was also non-venomous, made it acceptable as a pet by the revised Hogwarts Charter of 1900.
Humph, Snape though to himself, if Potter does come up with a pass for it I will not be able to keep it from him. Pity, he really doesn't deserve to own such a fine example of serpenthood. He had walked back over to the pin and watched the snake restlessly move about its enclosure despite the lump discernable in its midsection.
"A bit excitable aren't you, snake?" He inquired of the snake and was astonished to see it look towards him as though it had heard him. "Can you hear me then?" It kept looking at him and he squatted beside the pen. It slithered over to where he was, staying low and non-threatening as it approached his position. "I wonder how that can be…" He knelt and with his upper body straightened for better resonance, sang some notes so see if the snake responded to pitches. It wiggled in response, a deucedly odd response for a snake. He raised an eyebrow, thinking, I have never seen one wiggle before unless gripped and afraid for its life. It can hear though in a way the normal snake cannot it seems. He cast a spell that ought to make an illusion of the creature's ear structure for him to see, that is if it had one. (The spell was usually used by healers to check for ear damages as a separate spell could be cast to highlight damage.)
The snake had ears after a fashion, though not external. After some more spells he identified many unnatural traits such as eyelids, a doubled genital structure- male and female parts were present, a strange muscular structure in the female entryway not found in reptiles but in mammals, and when he picked up the snake and asked it rhetorically if it had any secrets it wanted to share discovered not only could it hear human speech but understand it when the end of its tail abruptly turned into a second head. Now, four golden eyes stared at him from the white serpent.
"What has Potter done to you? Or were you like this when he got his hands on you?"
It hissed unintelligibly in response. Perhaps it expected him to understand? He told it that he could not understand hisses but a nod or head shake would be able to indicate positive or negative responses.
"Has Potter, your owner, cast spells on you?"
The serpent nodded with both heads so Snape began testing for different spell types. He considered what he was seeing. Had Potter been using a live snake as a sex toy? There was really no other use for many of these spells, among them a vaginal cleaning, lubing and stretching spell that would allow easy entrance to nearly any penis of reasonable size. (It couldn't cope with a giant's penis for example but humans of any size would be able to penetrate the snake with out any difficulty or harm to the being or animal it was used on.) Another spell that had taken some consideration was discovered to be a strange spell that allowed a limb unusual sensitivity and made it into a erogenous zone similar to a penis. Fortunately it only activated when the target was aroused, allowing normal use of the limb during other activities, although it could be canceled any time as needed. It was popular among lesbians or more adventurous husbands for use by their wives and was often cast on fingers. This spell encompassed the entire snake essentially making it a living penis!
"Has Potter been using you for a sex toy?" He continued his interrogation. It responded in the negative and he followed with, "Have other people been using you as a sex toy?" A positive response. "But you belong to Potter, correct?" Another positive response accompanied by a flat hiss. "Do you mind being used that way?" A negative response.
He considered for a moment. "Do you enjoy it?" It nodded vigorously. He smirked. If Potter was whoring his pet out why not enjoy it?
He cast and anchored several cleaning spells on the snake, preparing it for play.
"I am going to start by manually stimulating you." And stimulation it was! The snake had never felt anything so good from hands alone. The strong fingers stroked and massaged, caressed and probed all over its body. Sometimes the man would slip a finger into the serpents vent, stimulating its unusual feminine structures pleasantly or into its mouths which was covered by the penile stimulation simulator spell. A hemipenis extended from its opening and he ran light fingertips over that too, teasing the serpent. It writhed in his grasp, not in attempt to get away but because it did not have other ways to express its pleasure. He noted that when aroused the white scales of the snake turned a brilliant red color.
He teased it to orgasm within ten minutes simply with his talented hands. A spurt of semen shot from an extended hemipenis into his still clothed lap and it went limp in his hands. He allowed it to rest for a few minutes and watched the color fade from its scales before starting to stimulate the animal again. This time he started using his mouth with his hands to farther observe its reactions. He ran his tongue tip lightly along the serpents scaled body, alternating with tracing and full tongue licks before placing one of the snake's heads into his mouth and sucking it like a cock. He demonstrated some of the skills he had learned in service to the Dark Lord when he took the snake deeply into his throat without gagging. The snake was heavy and thick in his mouth, firmer than the spongy muscles of a cock but it was still shaped much the same way and he was well aware of spells to keep an air channel in his throat so he could blow a man without needing to pause for air. He experimented with how deeply he could take it and was rather intrigued by the depths that the snake could penetrate. He gulped it down until only a few inches remained outside of his mouth. He licked at the parts of the snake he could reach as the rest extended down his throat and the second head was gripped in one hand to prevent it from getting entirely swallowed.
The snake loved it, relishing the hot, wet heat of the man's mouth and throat. (Elsewhere, Harry was forced to retire to his bed behind very strong silencing charms where he experienced a very talented blowjob via his disembodied cock.) It hissed in ecstasy and wriggled in his throat. Snape pulled the snake part way out before swallowing it again, his esophagus clenching and relaxing around the snake with involuntary contractions. The snake had never been taken so deeply before (nor would it experience this with anyone else, Snape was really one of a kind). It discovered that the tube of the esophagus ended in a clenching sphincter and its head was pushed in. The muscle tightly gripped the neck, creating a delightful stimulation was it was pulled back through.
Snape orally stimulated one end of the snake and continued manually stimulating the other head until it orgamsed again, this time into his mouth. (The double ends of the snake resulted in the vent falling about halfway along its body rather than towards the tail end like it would be in a normal snake. Snape had pulled it back out when he felt the odd shape of a hemipenis extending into his throat so he could tease it with his tongue.) He tasted its fluids with all the attention of a scientist to a specimen and was mentally categorizing flavors of both the female mucus and male semen.
This time as the snake began recovering he gently placed it on a table and began undressing. He made a quick detour to his kitchen for a drink and returned teasing his penis as he walked. The snake had returned enough to its senses to be look around from its perch on the side table and saw the sight of Snape in all his erect glory approaching and was astonished and aroused at the impressive size of the trouser snake cupped in his hand.
It flopped over onto its back in mock fear and wrapped its tail around his wrist as he picked it up. He teased the serpent's opening until he could get both thumbs into it. He then slid the snake onto his cock like one might pull a slightly small sock onto a foot. It felt fantastic to the sex deprived man and he began to slide the serpent up and down on his cock, and, when he realized that it was not hurting the snake and in fact was very pleasurable for the animal, began thrusting harder into the snake's pussy.
He discovered that he could feel his fingers surprisingly well through the snake's body and began a more masturbation like movement, still sliding the snake up and down but also included more pressure and a few twists. It felt fantastic as the warm wet opening opened before his cockhead, clutching him tightly in its virginal channel (although he had no idea it had never been entered by more than a finger before) and he felt his orgasm arrive rather sooner than it normally did when he had no aids but his own hands. He yanked it down hard around his cock as he came, shooting his seed deep into the fertile womb.
He was gentle as he pulled the over stimulated and exhausted serpent off his prick. He smiled as he relaxed into his chair, prick resting on one thigh as he stroked the snake draped over the other.
It would not be until some hours later that he would remember that falling asleep naked and sweaty on a leather chair was a bad idea when he was forced to unstuck himself. Even so the over all experience was very pleasant and he made sure to enjoy the snake for as long as he had it. On of his more interesting ideas involved shrinking the snake and wearing it on his cock as he went around his teaching duties. The soft, wet internals of the snake tempted him into stroking himself behind his desk as he graded essays while the students were involved in the quizzes he gave students before allowing them to actually attempt to brew a potion. (Those with worse grades usually needed more supervision later.) Only silencing spells and his best poker face allowed him to keep his dignity as he masturbated in class.
It was really a pity, Snape reflected, that Potter had managed to get permission to have his snake back. The free labor of the punished Potter and the sexual gratification from the snake had been very nice while it lasted.
i Began on 8/6/14, finished on 8/16/14. Consists of 2,514 words on five pages. /i
Reproduction:Being pythons, these snakes are egg layers. They average four eggs per clutch, usually laid March to April. The young hatch in May. Little or no parental care is given to newborn snakes.