Petunia smiled a mischievous smile as she calmly sipped her tea while surveying the freak preparing breakfast, her anticipation for the coming weeks leaving her almost giddy with excitement.
Vernon had left for a two-week business trip earlier in the morning, giving Petunia free reign to have fun with the freak when Dudley wasn't around.
As soon as Vernon was out the door, she had had the freak eat her out under the kitchen table, leaving her with a mellow afterglow and a great start to the day.
The time she had spent cultivating her relationship with the freak was greatly paying off, he lapped up compliments with the same fervor that he lapped her pussy and responded to all her demands without hesitation.
Getting through the day until she could put Dudley in bed was almost torturous as she felt wetness between her legs whenever she laid eyes on the freak.
Her eyes lit up as she saw Dudley yawn widely, signaling it was time for him to get some sleep and for her to start her additional activities.
After tucking in Dudley, she headed for her evening shower, changing into her terry cloth bathrobe before walking to Harry's room. She opened the door without bothering to knock, it was not like the freak could or even would consider demanding otherwise.
"Freak, follow me."
Recognizing his Aunt's tone of voice Harry quickly followed her into the bathroom, five months of instantaneous pain whenever he was slow to obey had made him very quick to react to his Aunt's demands.
He knew she disliked when he spoke and generally preferred silent obedience.
The Dursley's bathroom was a simple white tiled small room, with a bathtub combined with a shower on one side and a small toilet with a sink and cupboard next to it on the other side of the room.
Petunia disrobed and stepped into the tub, turning on a warm spray of water as she sat down leaning against one side. Picking a bottle of shampoo off the shelf she handed it to Harry.
"Take off your clothes and massage that into my hair, if you tear at it, you will be in a world of pain."
Enjoying the soothing hot water, she leaned her head back, enjoying the feel of the freak's hands pampering her hair as he tried to work the shampoo in. The total power she had over him only added to the feeling and she soon felt familiar tingles in her groin.
"That's enough, now get into the tub and put your mouth to use."
Watching him obediently climb in and kneel in front of her, she felt the usual warm feeling flush through her body and quickly brought his face to her shaved pussy. The freak instantly started enthusiastically licking and sucking, bringing a content smile to her face as she enjoyed the fruits of his training.
Harry's pussy eating has improved greatly over the months, which was not overly surprising, as it was the only action that gained him what he desperately craved, approval and praise from his Aunt.
Harry could attribute all his improved living conditions, from his new room to his larger meals to the day when he started servicing his Aunt and was terrified of things ever returning to the way they were. He had no wish to sit hungry in his dark cupboard ever again.
His tongue was dipping into every nook and cranny, scooping up her wetness wherever he found it and he soon brought his lips to circle her protruding clit while softly lapping and sucking at it.
He could feel his Aunt's legs quiver and her breathing speed up as he put more effort into dragging his tongue across her nub.
Petunia felt her orgasm wash over her as the freaks skilled tongue brought her to completion, watching him swallow and continue licking as he was trained, making her press her head against the porcelain in bliss.
The added element of the shower however made Petunias urge to pee almost overwhelming and a twisted smirk grew on her face.
"Freak, it is time for the next step in your training, open your mouth wide and wrap your lips around my pussy and get ready to swallow."
Harry wondering what was going on did as he was told, clamping his lips around her pussy with his mouth spread as wide as he could.
Feeling a steady stream of warm bitter fluids start to tinkle into his mouth he quickly realized what was going on, his Aunt was pissing into him! Flinching he tried to move away, only to feel his Aunt's hand roughly grab his hair and pull him back to her pussy.
"Now there will be none of that freak, you will learn your place and do as you are told! You should be happy I have found another use for you! Keep swallowing and do not spill a drop!"
Cringing Harry did as he was told, trying desperately to ignore the taste and overwhelming warmth of his Aunt's pee running down his throat.
Petunia was delighted, she had expected more resistance but the look of the little teary-eyed freak swallowing her piss made her feel heady with power. Feeling the last of her bladder emptying into his swallowing mouth she smiled widely.
"Mmm that's good, now make sure you clean me up with tongue of yours. This will be a new part of our routine. That is unless you feel like you're too good for this and would rather return to your cupboard?"
The brief flash of terror that passed through Harry's eyes was all the confirmation Petunia needed and she soon felt his tongue cleaning her all over. Leaning her head back she relaxed her grip on his hair and simply enjoyed the feeling of her pussy being lavished with licks and sucking.
After a few minutes she decided it was time to give the freak his next orders for Vernon's business trip. First however, she had to give him the usual positive reinforcement as she had quickly realized that a kind word mixed in every now and then worked far better than continually using the stick.
"Good, that's enough freak, very well done, you have been improving greatly."
Harry couldn't help the tentative smile that spread on his face as he heard the words pass from his Aunt's smiling lips, compliments were a rarity for him and Aunt Petunia would only give him one if she was very pleased. Even the taste of what he had just swallowed didn't seem as bad now.
"Now pay attention, Vernon will be gone for two weeks, during these weeks you will wake me up each and every morning by servicing me. I need to be up by eight, so ten minutes to eight you will sneak into my bedroom and fulfil your usual task, understood?"
Harry nodded, not at all bothered as it meant he got to sleep later than usual, not having to prepare the usual massive breakfast for Vernon.
"I assume I don't need to tell you what will happen should you be late or wake Dudley?" She added as she levelled a stern glare on him.
Harry paled and quickly nodded again. Petunia smiled as she stepped out of the bathtub, wrapping herself in her bathrobe again. As she walked out the door, she added her last order,
"Very good, now wipe down the floor and go to sleep."
"Yes, Aunt Petunia" Harry replied as he picked up the mop from the corner, missing Petunia's wide smile at his continued obedience, as well as her joy of gaining both a new 'toilet' and 'alarm clock'.