Chapter 11
Harry had wracked his brains for months, trying to determine who RAB was. Trying to find out where the real locket was. He had gone over and over in his mind, turning over every possible person, to no effect.
As he sat on his throne, he continued to muse. Then, like a thunderclap, it hit him. Toms memories!
"Eureka!" He shouted, rising to his feet. Tracy, who had been slowly fucking her ass on his dick, suddenly found the entire length shoved up her tightest hole as he stood, yelping in pain and pleasure before falling to the floor, twitching.
He paid her no mind, stepping absently over her prone, babbling form as he began to pace, reviewing the memory. Tom had brought a relatively young death eater with him to the cave, Regulus Arcturus Black. He had helped him set the cave and it's defenses, then tested them with the boys elf. What was his name... Kreacher! Oh this was too rich!
"Kreacher!"
The ancient elf popped in before him. "Filthy halfblood master calls Kreature?" He grumbled.
"Kreature, what was the last order given to you by Regulus Black?" The question stunned the small elf, the shock evident on his droopy face.
"M-master Regulus told Kreature to destroy old necklace. Kreature tries and tries, but he isn't able."
"Do you still have that necklace?"
"Kreature does." Harry smiled, true mirth showing for a rare, short time.
"How would you like to fulfill your masters final order?"
For the first time in a long time, hope filled the small elf's eyes. "Master would help Kreature honor master regulus' last wish?"
"Bring me the locket." With a small pop, the elf disappeared. A few minutes later, the elf reappeared, holding the locket as far away from himself as he could.
"Kreacher hates evil necklace. It speaks to Kreacher, tells him to do evil things."
"Put it on the floor, Kreacher." The elf scrambled to obey, stepping back from the locket. Readying his wand, Harry mustered his bottomless hatred and pain. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"
As the green spell struck the locket, it screamed as the black soul fragment was destroyed. Dark shadows and screams poured forth, a miasma of pain and suffering that choked the air. Finally, all that was left was a simple locket.
"Master has helped Kreacher..."
"Kreacher, how would you like to see the house of Black rise again?" Again, hope and a smidgen of respect flash in the elf's eyes. "Get the Black homes ready. At the end of term, I will resume residence in Grimmauld place."
"Yes master!" The elf replied as he popped out again. Hardy smiled, a genuine thing that briefly made him look the innocent hero again. All that was left of the filthy creatures horcruxes was the snake.
Harry left the chamber, striding down the halls confidently and almost happily. The last thing he saw was the jet of red light flashing out of the shadows.
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Harry awoke to find himself, naked save for his shorts, strapped to a padded chair. He cocked an eyebrow and waited, confident that he could escape if he really wanted.
From the shadows of the room, three cloaked figures stepped, gracefully striding to take positions in front of him. As they dropped their hoods and robes to the floor, Harry's eyebrows rose as he appreciated the three nude beauties before him.
Katie bell was a lithe, slim blonde, with honey colored hair. Her athletic figure was well toned, and supported a modest pair of b-cup tits, capped with dark nipples, crinkling in the cold air. Her trim waist flared out slightly into slim hips, with a high, pert ass and slim toned thighs. The thatch of curly blonde hair between her legs was fragrant with blatant arousal.
Alicia spinnet was a dusky skinned Arabian, with dark hair and almost black eyes. Her c-cups stood out high and firm, her nipples arrogantly jutted forth, proclaiming their presence. Her hips were slightly wider, her ass small and firm. The jet black hair between her legs was straight and soft, guarding the delicate treasure below.
Angelina Johnson was a Nubian goddess, with a body like a fertility symbol. Her generous double-d's stood out, the massive chocolate mounds heavy on her chest, capped with fat, dark nipples. Her hips were almost dangerously curved, with a tiny waist and thick, toned thighs. Her ass was a masterpiece, high, large and round. Her own pubic thatch was kinky, and thick.
"The three flying foxes of gryffindor. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
Angelina spoke first. "We heard our star seeker was spotted in a broom closet with a sultry snake last week."
AlicIa chimed in. "We wanted to make sure she hadn't been teaching you improper things." An ironic smile wound it's way across her puffy lips.
Katie finally spoke up. "After all, who knows what... perversities... a viper would subject you to."
Angelina again. "So Harry, what have you learned?" She cocked a hip seductively.
"Why don't you come find out?"
The three girls shared a side long glance, then rushed towards the object of their attentions. As they gripped the waist band of his shorts, and pulled them off, three mouths dropped open as a soft, meaty smack was heard.
"Morgana's weeping cunt Harry! How do you fly with that thing?" Katie asked, no small amount of fear in her voice.
AlicIa was stunned. "It- it's monstrous!"
Angelinas eyes were filled with eager avarice. "It seems that your broom isn't the only impressive equipment between your legs, eh Potter?"
"Oh him? It's nothing. Daphne takes it easily, without complaint. Now anyway."
"So you HAVE been fucking a serpent? And daphne greengrass no less? How did you get the notorious slytherin pillow princess to spread her legs?" Angelina asked, licking her lips.
"Daphne? Heh. She puts up a good facade, but she makes the most delicious noises. She gets rather upset if I don't give it to her fairly regularly. Insatiable that one."
Katie has been weighing the massive fuck engine in her hands, fully half of it hanging out. "I'm amazed she can even handle this thing! How is she able to walk?"
"Oh she handles it fine. Tracy even handles it in her arse. She loves that even more than in her cunt, to be honest."
Alicia was gobsmacked. "She takes that in her arse? H-how? This cunt cracker would rip her in two!"
"Cunt cracker, huh? That's a new one. Susan usually calls it my bitch-breaker." He said with a sardonic grin.
"Just how many girls have you broken with that thing, Harry?" Angelina couldn't believe their innocent seeker was such a hound.
"Oh, a fair few." He groaned, Katie had finally taken him in her mouth, bobbing on the end, swirling her tongue as she tried to acclimate herself. Angelina slid her body up Harry's, before offering him a succulent nipple. Alicia began licking angelinas tight lipped slit as she stroked the bottom half of Harry's cock.
Angelina moaned as Harry began suckling at her teat, fluttering his tongue as he applied suction. "Mmmm he does know what he's doing girls. This is going to be fun!"
Harry slipped his bonds, and the writhing mass of flesh slid to the floor. Alicia straddled Harry's face, his tongue sliding inside her as she continued to lick angelinas fragrant cunt. Katie was rubbing her clit frantically as she sucked him, making herself slick for the monster she was determined to endure.
Angelina was on fire, rubbing her nipples as alicia's talented tongue got her more and more aroused. She looked down at the dusky cheeks covering Harry's face and felt a thrill, before she was startled by the shrieks if pleasure from her friend. She moved off of Harry's face, slick with her satisfaction, and laid down to cool off.
Finally, Katie couldn't take it any more. "I've got to try this thing!" As she straddled Harry's lap, she put the fat head against her lower lips, a tremor of fear and anticipation running through her. Try as she might though, it wouldn't fit! "Fuck! Damnit! I want it..." she almost started to cry in frustration before she felt Harry's strong hands grip her hips.
"Are you sure about this? You'll never be the same." Seeing her nod, he slammed her down, forcing himself inside. She felt the breath knocked out of her as she stretched to accommodate him. Pain! Gods the pain! But she couldn't bring herself to stop, the accompanying pleasure driving her to take the whole thing. She screamed silently, unable to process any more than getting him inside her.
After an eternity, she rested her ass against his balls, sitting there trying to adjust. Her inner walls spasmed, trying to eject the invading foreign object. She raised her hips, then dropped bonelessly back into his lap, unable to support her weight. Harry growled, low in his throat, like a savage beast, before he gripped her ass cheeks in his hands and started lifting her up and dropping her onto him at a blistering pace.
This time, she did scream, a hoarse, wild sound, and she lost all control of herself. She gyrated and flopped, wracked with the pleasure of her fucking at the hands of this god, this bitch breaker.
She was broken, broken to his cock and she loved it. She gripped her tits in her hands, tweaking the nipples as she was destroyed by the slim seeker.
Harry leaned up to growl into her ear. "Hold on to something." She moaned plaintively. She wasn't sure how much more she could take. Then, Harry dug his heels into the floor, using the leverage to lift her up with each thrust, driving himself to the balls inside the leggy blonde, and her off the floor each time. She screamed as she came, gushing fluids into his lap.
Harry didn't stop, driving her up the hill into another shattering orgasm. Over the next thirty minutes, she came again and again, before Harry grew frantic.
"I'm going to come, where do you want it?"
Katie tried to decide. She really did. But it was so hard to think with a giant dick stretching her out oh so decadently. "In- inside! Seed me!"
"You want me to fill you? Make you mine?"
"Yes! Yes, I'm yours! Make me yours!"
Harry grinned evilly. Another cunt that he owned. He drove himself into her, kissing her womb one last time, before he emptied himself into her.
She felt like he came forever, gushing his volcanic essence inside her. Powered by intent, if not the actual words, Harry felt the bond snap into place over her. Now she really was his. She passed out, and Harry gently pushed her off of him.
Angelina and alicia has watched the entire time, languidly stroking each other to the awe inspiring sight of Katie's ordeal. Harry stood to his feet, erection still prominently pointing outwards. His eyes were crazed with fucklust, and he growled out his next question. "Who's next?"
The two girls glanced at each other as Harry made their decision for them. Grabbing alicias legs, he folded her over as he covered her, her ankles behind her head, tilting her pelvis up to offer him her most precious gift.
"It's all yours Harry. Take it!" That was all the consent he needed. She groaned as he drove himself to the balls inside her, setting a blistering pace as he forced her walls apart.
Harry growled as he bottomed out again and again, bashing her cervix as he claimed his newest cunt. She was slick! Like some exquisite oil. She panted, high keening sounds as she gave herself over to the mindbending pleasure of Harry's ministrations.
Alicia panicked as she approached her peak, attempting to throw him off, arms waving wildly. Harry was having none of it. Sensing her incoming orgasm, he started putting more force behind his thrusts, driving her pert ass into the floorboards as she screamed her pleasure to the heavens.
Again, Harry kept fucking her through her cum, a diabolical sex machine, a green eyed demon forcing her to come again and again.
With her final orgasm, she broke free, wrapping her limbs around her lover, her master, and began spastically milking his cock with her stretched cunt muscles. He gave her a questioning look, and seeing her nod her assent, he reared his head back and roared like a lion, spraying her insides, claiming her as his. Another bond snapped into place. 'Two for two.' He grinned.
"Harry, you'd better fucking have another one in the tank. After watching that, you'd better give me the same treatment."
"And if I don't?"
The look of shock on her face gave Harry a twisted sense of pleasure.
"Please Harry! If you fuck me half as well as you did them, you can have my pussy whenever you want! Please? Please Harry!"
"Whenever I want?"
"Yes! Yes yes whenever you want!"
"Forever?"
She paused. She knew exactly what she would be agreeing to. The power he would have over her. She would be his, his toy. His slave. "Forever." She whispered.
"Come again?"
"Forever!" She shouted. "Make me your bitch, Harry!"
"Face down, ass up. I've watched that thing for years. Watched it flex and bounce as you rode your broom. I want to watch it while I own your snatch."
She pressed her face to the floor, arching her back, raising her ass up to offer her new master her overheated cunt. She yelped as Harry's thick head brushed against her soaked lips. Harry our a hand on her lower back, lifting himself into place with the other. With a sadistic grin, he drove himself to the balls inside her.
In a split second, Angelina went from empty, to more full than she ever imagined. She quivered inside as he began to carve her out. To make her cunt his. She held her head in her hands, watching her big tits bounce and wobble as he thrust deep inside her again and again.
She moaned continuously, a low, throaty sound that drove Harry mad with lust. He wanted to hear more. Gripping her waist in his hands, he began to mercilessly pound her, the heavy cheeks clapping against his waist, as if to applaud his performance. He looked down, watching his pale flesh disappear inside her dark skinned cunt.
Angelina gave herself over fully to him, reveling in the pleasure she was feeling. As he drove her to her first orgasm, she knew. She knew she would do anything to feel like this. She would let him take her arse. She would let him take her mouth. They were all his. She'd let him take her tits, seed her womb. They were his too. She was his. His slut. His bitch. Forever.
The thought drove her into her orgasm, and she began throwing her ass back onto him, moaning like a bitch in heat as he claimed her body for his own. Spent, she tried to slump forward, but her master was having none of it.
"Trying to run already? I'm not done yet!"
Furiously, he began hauling her bodily onto his cock, again and again. He was relentless, hard. She moaned atonally, wordlessly, all thought gone except one: more!
"You gave this cunt to me, Angelina! We're done when I say we're done!"
"Ohhhhh ggggggoooooodddddds!"
He pounded her angrily for an hour, wringing orgasm after orgasm from her exhausted body. Her last one was the most intense of all, she reared up and brought his hands to her ample tits, letting him squeeze and jiggle them as she felt her ass jiggle on his cock. As her cunt spasmed around him, he filled her to the brim, not even asking this time. After all, she gave herself to him. She was his.
As the bond snapped into place, Harry stood, not even out of breath. Looking at the half stunned girls littering the floor, he turned to Katie, the one that was most awake.
"Thank you, girls. That was good. I'm still horny though, I'm going to go fuck daphne up the arse. When you're ready to meet the rest of the harem, come find me. We'll have an orgy to welcome you in. Rest up, you'll need it."
Still half dazed, all Katie could say was "ok daddy." Smiling, Harry left the room. It had been far too long since daphne had been buggered. She needed humbling.
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Ginny Weasley cried in frustration. They weren't supposed to fuck him! She had let slip that he was fucking someone in a broom closet, and had thought that they would simply talk to him. Damn him and his stupid sexy addictive cock! She had to find out how he could be hers!
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Pansy Parkinson was distraught. Her prospects were nil now. She had once been shielded by dracos affections, but now Draco was gone. A big breasted slut for Potter had taken his place. Soon, pansy was to be given to the death eaters as entertainment. She was a pureblood heiress! Her virginity was supposed to be given to her husband! She had no choice. She had to swallow her pride, debase herself yet again, and seek out the only wizard who could help her.
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Fleur was exultant! She had received a missive from Lilith, the Veela Queen, First Veela and mother of the breed. She had heard of the wizard who had tamed a Veela and was interested in meeting him. Soon, her master would have an equal, an ancient lust queen to dominate. She smiled a cats smile, then went to see her master.
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