"It wont hurt will it?" Draco whimpered as he positioned himself on all fours on his bed. Harry let out a belly laugh from behind him.

"Do you want it to?" he asked with a smirk. "That's what some of my clients request."

Draco shook his head hurriedly. "It's just that it's my first time," he explained quietly. "I've never done this before and –"

"Relax," said Harry cutting him off. "I'll be easy on you." Draco heard the intimidating sound of a snap and peered behind him nervously. Harry smirked, knowing that he was scaring Draco as he snapped a condom on his dick loudly.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked Draco, pulling a small tube from his pocket. Draco shook his head. "It's lube," he explained, "do you know what it's for?"

Again, Draco shook his head. "Do you want me to use it on you?" Harry asked. Draco swallowed uncertainly.

"What does it do?" he asked in a small voice.

Harry sighed. "Do you want me to use it or not?" he asked with a small grin.

"But w-what does it do?"

"Yes or no?"

"WHAT IS IT FOR?" Draco cried out anxiously. Harry smirked.

"Keep your pants on Drakey," he taunted, "I'm only messing with you. It makes the sex go easier. We can do it without it if you want, but it'll hurt like hell."

"No, use it," Draco said quickly. Harry gave a small nod as he dripped the liquid slowly onto his growing erection. Draco watched mesmerized.

"I'll add some inside your arse as well," Harry assured him, hypnotically rubbing the liquid over his cock. "If you don't add any up there, then it'll kill you."

"Literately?" Draco asked in a small voice.

Harry nodded, and then broke into a laugh upon seeing Draco's horrified expression.

"Joking!" he smirked. There was a long pause.

"Why do you do it?" Draco asked suddenly.

"To make the sex go easier," Harry repeated. "Believe it or not, it actually hurts to have a six ... seven inch cock up your arse Draco."

"I don't mean that," Draco replied. "I meant..." his voice trailed off. Harry looked up. He knew what he meant.

"Why I whore?" he asked. Draco nodded in reply. He gave a small shrug. "For fun." He looked at Draco's reaction closely and saw the boy didn't buy it.

"I heard about the trial," Draco said softly. Harry's eyes narrowed.

"Who didn't?" he spat negatively.

"Did Ron really..."

"Yes," Harry said quickly cutting him off. "I'll never forgive him either."

"But you two always seemed so close. You were like the best of friends."

"Well, that was then and this is now," Harry said dismissively. He was avoiding eye contact with Draco now, and busied himself by adding an excessive second amount of lube onto his dick.

"Well, where do you live? I know your aunt and uncle moved away while you were inside..."

"And this is your business how, exactly?" Harry asked in a dangerous tone.

Draco stuttered in reply. "I-It's not, I'm just worried that's all. I mean, you've got no place to stay, you're whoring for money and I know that you're still meant to be inside Harry. I heard about the escape."

Harry didn't say anything and Draco wondered if he'd gone too far in prying. He was about to explain that he didn't mean it offensively, when Harry spoke up.

"Ready?" he asked in a falsetto calm voice.

Draco swallowed, remembering the situation in hand. "Yes," he said slowly. "But be gentle."

"I will."

Draco tensed himself up, and then remembered Harry's earlier words.

"Wait, Harry, you haven't put any of that lube stuff up my arse."

"Don't worry," Harry said in a tight voice. "It's not needed," and with that, he thrust his throbbing erection fully into Draco who screamed in pain.

Draco cried out in horror as his virgin ass was being unmercifully torn apart by Harry's lust crazed weapon. He thought he was going to pass out or cry from the pain, but he did neither, as he let out cries of hurt as Harry thrust into him roughly. This wasn't anything like he'd imagined before. He expected his first time to be soft, tender, beautiful perhaps. He knew that it would hurt a little, but Harry didn't even seem to be considerate to his pain, he just seemed to care about getting his own satisfaction.

"You enjoyin' this Draco?" Harry asked roughly, leaning into Draco's neck. Draco could feel the sweat dripping from Harry's hair onto his back and mixing in with his own. Draco let out a small croak in reply. He felt Harry's hand snake under his chest and pinch his nipples hard. Not in the soft way that he liked to tease the tender flesh, but digging his fingernails in and scratching along them meanly.

"Harry," Draco whispered. "H-Argh!" A single rough thrust from Harry, causing him to cry out, cut him short. "Harry you're hurting me," he managed to stammer out in a choked voice.

"You like it," Harry said as viciously as his cock was treating Draco's ass. To prove his point his hand left Draco's ravaged nipples and trailed down to his hard erection.

"If you didn't like being fucked like a slut, you wouldn't have a hard-on," Harry smirked. He massaged Draco's balls softly before giving them a quick squeeze. Draco let out a yelp but felt his dick twinge in excitement. Was Harry right? Did he enjoy this? It hurt so much that he could hardly focus his thoughts but when he did they all lead back to his ever growing hard cock and the way it had never felt so in need to be pumped. Always getting what he wanted must have taken a toll on him, and now, someone telling him what to do, controlling him, and dominating him, treating him like a slut was exciting. It was as though the roles had changed. He was now the whore, and Harry was the master.

Just as Draco's pain started to equal in excitement, Harry pulled out roughly. Draco's eyes, that had closed in ecstasy now opened at the new found emptiness.

"Do you want more?" Harry asked in a rough voice.

Draco turned his body fully around and met his venomous gaze. "Y-Yes," he stammered."

Harry smirked. "You want me to fuck you harder?"

Draco surrendered any pride he previously with one word. "Yes!"

"Beg for it, bitch."

Draco, controlled by sexual lust, pleaded with Harry. "Please Harry, fuck me. I want you to penetrate me fully. I'm your bitch, Harry."

Upon hearing this hot talk, Harry wrenched Draco's body around roughly so he was back on all fours and without warning, plunged his cock deep into Draco's long gone virgin-hole.

Draco let out an ear-splitting scream that only seemed to get Harry hotter. He placed his hands on Draco's shoulders and drew in and out of him viciously. Draco had never felt the need to cum so much and feeling Harry's spunk-filled balls slap against his arse wasn't helping matters.

Harry let out an animalistic roar. "I'm coming," he yelled. His thrusts were getting faster. Hearing his cue, Draco reached for his dick and started to pump away. Harry let out a final yell and Draco felt his hole being filled with Harry's hot spurts of cum. Feeling the spunk flow into him, Draco couldn't bear his excitement any longer and came with Harry simultaneously.

Harry pulled out of Draco, who didn't move a muscle as he panted weakly. Harry slapped his ass hard.

"You learnt well for your first time," he said breezily, reaching into the pocket of his coat that was strewn across the floor. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it lazily. "You learnt very well, in fact," he drawled.

Draco turned around slowly. The sight of Harry blowing smoke out of his mouth seductively got him hard all over again. He crawled up to Harry's cock hungrily, but was pushed away.

"Maybe later," Harry said shortly, and blew another puff of smoke into Draco's face. Draco inhaled the nicotine-laced scent of Harry and sighed happily.

It was 5am when Draco awoke. After four more fucking sessions, he was tired out and was sure he would fall straight to sleep. But a resounding crash had awoken him and now he was sitting up in bed in fright. Usually, he was assured that Guy would see to it, but Guy had been given instructions to stay well away from the Malfoy Mansion after picking up Draco's trick.

Draco looked over at Harry and felt his heart skip at least three beats.

HARRY WASN'T THERE.

Overcome with nausea, Draco managed to scramble out of bed dizzily. He had never felt so scared. Where the fuck was Harry and what the hell was that crash? He shook slowly as he tentatively tiptoed over to the door. Feeling for the light switch, he felt less scared as warm light filled the room, overshadowing the eerie darkness.

He tiptoed down the marble stairs, the tiles feeling cold but comforting against his bare feet. He hadn't even bothered to put clothes on and now felt vulnerable as he made his way downstairs. He had an image of an axe-wielding madman chopping off his dick and he gulped and tried to put the mental image from his mind.

He made his way into the kitchen and his jaw dropped open. It had been ransacked. The draws were strewn about everywhere, and Draco could see from a mile off that things were missing. Valuable things. He ran into the other rooms of the house and saw that they had been given near enough the same treatment. He shook his head unbelievably and felt his knees almost buckle. No, he had to be strong. He'd phone the police. Yes, that's the most logical thing to do. He'd phone the police. He ran to the phone but stopped dead in his tracks upon dialling the number 9.

It was a note that made him stop still. And when he read it, his heart lurched and he thought he was going to vomit. Running to the toilet, he dropped the note, which fluttered onto the floor delicately. The text however, was anything but.

yOuR LiL bOYfRienD hAS bEEn cAPtUrEd. tHIs aiNT nO rAnsOm LeTA. uR neVA goNNa C hiM agAin! HiS whOrE aSS is MinE nOw!!!

Nine hours later.

"Let go of me," Harry cried out. Tears ran down his face as he stared at the man standing above him.

The man smirked and looked down at his captive, who was bound to a chair by thick looking ropes. "I think it's time we gagged you," he sneered.

He forced a gag into Harry's mouth. He screamed and struggled against the ropes. The man let out a cruel laugh and watched his captive being tied down. Reaching a veiny hand into his pants, he stroked hard as he got off on the rope-bound boy in front of him.

He whipped his cock out and beat off breathlessly as he looked at a struggling Harry in front of him. He looked so helpless, so innocent, so hot... and he came like he'd never came before. Spunk hit Harry's chest and at once Harry's expression changed. He stopped struggling and lay back in the chair in a relaxed manner. The man gave a slightly apologetic grin and took the gag from his mouth.

"Sorry it took so long," he said in a small voice. Harry gave an indifferent shrug. He was more concerned of all the valuables in his bag at that very moment. The coast must be clear now, it must be safe for him to leave the house.

As he walked out into sunshine, rubbing his wrists that had gotten a little sore from his last trick, he suddenly let out a giggle as he realised he'd never have to do those freakish scenes again. He turned around and stuck a finger up at the house of the client he had just left.

"Freak," he smirked, unsure of whether the man could hear or not. He didn't care either. He was just happy. No more struggles for him. Nope, now he was armed with more valuables only second to the Queen, he was going to be living the high life from now on.

This update is especially for Beth! And I hope everyone enjoys reading it as much as I liked writing it lol. Happy christmas everyone xxx love jordan x x