The day started as usual, with Harry being woken by Petunia hammering on his cupboard door. He quickly got to work on breakfast and when the coffee was done Vernon lumbered down to have his fill.
This day was going to be different however, as when Petunia sat at the table, she started bringing up the need to give Dudley's second room to the freak.
Vernon was initially against the idea of anything of Dudley's ending up in the freak's hands, but her argument of what might happen in a year when the freak started school and people asked him about his room made him change his mind.
Not to mention she really didn't want anyone investigating what else might be going on in the house; Vernon didn't need to know that though.
Dudley thought about complaining but seeing Petunia's face he realized it was one of those rare times where it simply wasn't worth it.
When Vernon had left for work and it was time for Dudley's nap, Petunia went over to Harry.
"As it seems like you have learned your proper place, I have decided it is time for you to receive your own room."
Now the reason for Harry getting the room had little to do with his oral talents and everything to do with keeping them a secret, however Petunia thought a bit of manipulation would make her life easier and controlling the freak easier. Seeing Harry's face light up in wonder she realized it was one of her better ideas.
"Move all of your own things into the room and once Dudley's nap is over, move his things into his own room, and be quick about it!"
"Yes, Aunt Petunia" Harry practically ran into his cupboard to move his things, being ecstatic at the idea of finally having his own room. As he moved his new things into place Harry was certain the only reason, he was given the room was because of his new role, so he decided to be careful to not displease his Aunt in case he lost the privileges he had just gained.
Once done he walked back into the kitchen, whereas he wouldn't have minded lazing in the bed, there would be hell to pay if he was caught. His Aunt was sitting at the table sipping tea looking outwardly calm, yet when her eyes landed on the freak a small smirk grew on her lips.
"Done then? Good, it is time for your new additional chore then."
"Crawl under the table freak."
Harry quickly crawled under the table and looked up into the lust clouded eyes of his Aunt as she spread her legs.
"Take off my panties and get to work freak!" Harry hesitated having never been allowed to touch his Aunt, let alone her clothing, however when his Aunt asked if perhaps, he hadn't earned his new room after all, he quickly reached up and pulled down her plain white cotton panties.
Now that he knew that sleeping somewhere else besides his dank dark cupboard was an option, he'd do anything to not have to return there.
Petunia took her cup of tea in hand, leaned back and spread her legs wider to give the freak better access. As she felt his tongue start sliding up her slit, she couldn't help but wonder why she hadn't done this sooner.
"Uhhhh, that's good freak! Make sure you lick and swallow everything, I want no stains on the ahhhhhhh chair."
Harry reached up with both his hands to spread to her pussy, shoving his tongue deep into her wet hole, hoping to get her off fast to avoid having to taste her for long. Petunia realized the reason behind the freaks enthusiasm and smiled widely.
"Ahh freak you'll get used to taste soon enough; you'll be uhhhhh tasting it for a long time."
Harry licked and swallowed dutifully until Petunia felt herself getting close and snaked her fingers into his hair, grinding his face into her clit.
Understanding what his Aunt wanted Harry wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked and licked as she exploded into his mouth. Her thighs quivered as she wrapped them around his head as she rode out her orgasm.
"Mmmm make sure you clean up everything freak!" She smiled as she guided his tongue around with her iron grip of his hair, making sure her thighs, the chair, her anus and pussy were sparkling clean.
Feeling herself start to get excited again she decided it was time to end it, the freak had a lot of chores to get done today.
"Good job freak, it seems you have found your place in this household. Now go finish the rest of your chores and remember to move Dudley's toys!"
Being told he did a good job made Harry feel better, yet when he walked away, he was still wishing for a glass of water to get the bitter taste out of his mouth.
The same pattern continued for the next couple of months, with Harry helping Petunia relieve her stress whenever Dudley and Vernon were not around.
Petunia started to revel in the sense of power she had over the freak not to mention the sexual release she was finally getting on a daily basis.
Petunia turned much stricter and was quick to react if there was any form of hesitation from Harry when she wanted release, twisting his ears and occasionally slapping him around if he didn't respond quickly enough.
The strict discipline combined with the praise she always gave afterwards made Harry start to anticipate pleasing his Aunt whenever they were alone.
At the slightest hint of her wanting to use his mouth he would dive in, which pleased his Aunt greatly, as she finally had the sort of service she wanted. The taste and smell no longer bothered him as much, having licked and swallowed so many times that he could now mostly ignore the taste of her pussy.
Little did he know this was just the start of things to come.