AN: acts of BDSM. Read at Risk.
"Oh!" Harry smiled at her, "Someone has earned herself a good dicking."
"Yes please!" Tracy bounced out of bed.
"Daphne, Give me ten minutes, and bring Tori into the Playroom. Hermione, come. We have a Witch to abuse."
Tracy shivered. "It is going to take two of you?" a three count, "Yes!"
In the Office, Harry gathered a few items into a bag, hiding them from Tracy. Then into the Playroom.
Dobby, having been told that tonight was a play night, had already set up the bluebell flames in the jars about the room. The room was warm enough to be comfortable in, but cool enough not to overheat the 'Players'.
"Hermione. I want my Pussy out to play." Harry licked her nose.
Hermione frowned before she clued in on the fact Harry was asking for her Furry form. She released it.
Harry kissed Tracy on the lips, where he gripped her by the back of the Head. As he broke the kiss, he tightened his grip, forcing her into the pillory stocks. "Get in Slut!" Tracy tried to fight it, but Hermione was quick to grab her hands and hold her in place for Harry to bring the top down, locking the dark brunette in place. Harry released her neck, and wrestled Tracy's feet into their lockes, before stepping around in front of his Wife. "I promised you a good dicking… and you will get it. Just not yet. You have been abusing your position as my wife to use and abuse your fucks. Merlyn help anyone who denies you your Orgasim." Harry dug a ball gag from the bag. "I had to choose between this and a ring gag. Then I realised; you don't need to 'face fuck' a cock tonight, and we don't need to hear you screaming."
Harry reached into the bag and drew out two sets of chains and clips. A triple clip chain he nanded to Hermione. "Pussy, Place these on my loving wife." Hermione ducked under Tracy where she quickly and skillfully anchored the three clips. Harry called on his transmutation skill to tighten them up as the Kitty-witch returned to his side. He handed Hermione a pair of Galleons on two inches of the same gage chain connected to a pair of toothless alligator clips. "For your tits, Pussy. From now on, when we Play, you wear those or a trine." He swatted her ass.
"Two gold?" Hermione hissed, "Is that all I am worth?"
"No." Harry kissed her, as he petted her tits and ass. "Gold is for players." He kissed her nose. "Silver is for toys, and bronze is for guests only." He twisted a nipple. "Is there a problem?"
"No Master!" Hermione hissed, as her tail lashed. "Just establishing guidelines." She sighed as he released her nipple. As she pulled at her nipples to firm them up, she pouted, "Permission to beg for help?"
Harry drew from the bag, the flogger, and with a practised skill and ease, snapped the ends across her cunt. Hermione shivered. "Did that help…Pussy?"
"Yes Master." The furry was quick to clip her nipple weights into place.
"Good." Harry stroked her tummy with the head of the flogger. "Take this. And warm up Slut in the stocks. A nice cherry glow should do." From their early games in September Harry and Daphne learned that Tracy was a bit of a 'pain-slut' but it took time to rev her engines.
As Hermione stepped behind Tracy and brough the lash across the winter tanned rear of the witch, Harry pulled a pair of porcelain orbs on a chain from the bag. Each orb was two inches in diameter… pretty big for where he was planning on placing them, but he knew that they would fit. When he crafted these balls earlier that week, the research he was using spoke of Ben-wa balls as using devices to chime as they moved, but instead he decided to use water for now, and exchange it for a potion later should he so decide.
He stepped behind Hermione, and took a minute to watch her furry ass and tail as she moved every so slightly as she was focused on covering the entirety of Tracy's bum with her lash.
"Easy there, Pussy." Harry stepped closer, and with his left foot, spread her stance a bit wider… "Bend the knees slightly… and use not only the full swing of the arm, but your hip too, in the stroke. And remember…" His right hand, reaching under her pelvis, traced her own moist lips. "You want to warm this area too." With a twist of his wrist, He drove the first ball into her vaginal canal. Hermione hissed at the invasion. Gripping her tail to use a leverage, he forced the second through her flexed sphincter. Harry nibbled under where her ear normally would be, "When these babies make you cum, you are to take the other pair from my bag, and put them in her. At that time, switch from flogger to switch." He rubbed her furry bum. "Do I need to instruct you on the proper use of the switch?"
"Across the round of the bum and down to the midpoint of the thigh." Hermione purred, but if it was from his petting or the feeling the orbs were causing from their invasion... "White marks on impact that fade to rosy red to cherry red. At no time should there be welting, tearing or bleeding." She butted her head into his shoulder, "My Master has taught me well." She shifted her hips, "These balls… Now that they are in… feel nice."
"If the theory on them is correct… removing them during your orgasim…" Harry kissed her between the ears, "But that is for bedtime. You have a Slut to abuse." He swatted her bum, causing her twitch, causing the liquid to slosh in the orbs…
Harry turned to the door to the Office to see Daphne and Astoria watching, and clearly aroused. "Yes. Daphne, is there a problem?"
"Huh?" the Blonde shook her head to clear it and refocus it on non-play issues. "Oh, Yes. Just after you left the room, my Mother's owl arrived. It seems that both she and Aunt Evelyn are ovulating this weekend and another round of 'Ploughing and Seeding'. She is asking that you rape them again."
"And we are using that verb in which manner?" Harry asked.
"Warlock Potter will take another man's woman… and mom likes it rough." Daphne grinned, "She said you were a gentle lover… but she was hoping for a more beastly fuck tomorrow."
Harry turned to look at the face of his wife as Hermione worked her over. "We will start her off with Tracy. If your spell is just for fun, no harm no foul, and I seed you mother after lunch. Otherwise Tracy will sire your new sibling." He smiled at the witch, before pulling one last item from the bag… a black terry cloth sack, which he dropped over her head, removing her vision and limiting her ears.
Leaving her in the dark, Harry turned to Astori. "Hey Baby-girl. Got something special for you. I need for you to show me you can fuck." He caught her chin, and kissed her lips, "And I do not mean just taking dick. Can 'Baby Girl' give it too?" A wave of his Hand, and Tori was sporting a sweet piece of meat. "So… Where am I going to be for when you fuck me? The 'Chair'? The Desk? Or even the floor?"
"Desk!" Tori purred without the feline additives. "On your knees."
Harry dug into the bag and pulled out a device. One end had a 'small' torc, connected to a bar that ended with a bulbous orb, clear with the Slytherin crest suspended in water. As Harry moved it, the crest spun, and it pulled in his hand. "Just a minute. I Noticed that the charm makes your cock lifelike. Which includes softening when not in use or after use." Harry stroked Tori's cock, before gripping her 'sack, and pulling it forward and up. He fitted the torc around the base of her cock, before forcing the orb into her rosebud. He used his magic to tighten the torc to pinch off the exit blood supply. "There. That should do it."
Looking at Daphne. "Now, Beloved, What are you going to be doing while Baby girl fucks Daddy?"
"Well. I was going to help Baby girl break Daddy to cock, or join Pussy in teaching Wife." She walked over to peer into the bag. She pulled out two sets chained beng wa balls, and another tailed torc. "One of these is for Wify?"
"Yes." Harry continued to stroke Tori's pulsating phallus. "The … contoured one was designed for her, as she prefers the extra stimulation." The 'contoured' set was a smaller orb… but was studded. And so the outer circumference was in fact a quarter inch larger. "Also, they have both water and spinning weight motion. Pussy and Baby-girl are only using water motion orbs. If you are going to break me… I would advise the torc, if you are going to play with Pussy… then the Balls."
Daphne smirked, "No. I do not think so." She dropped the torc into the bag, and slung the contoured set of orbs on the edge. She then walked over to Harry, dropping the orbs into his palm. "I should be wet enough… Anal first. Baby can wait." She pointed at the young witch. "No touching yourself."
Harry dropped to his knees as he popped, first one orb into his mouth, then exchanged it for the other. He spread her puffy lips, and rubbed one to coat it in her juices. Once it was nice and shiny, he forced the orb into Daphne's asshole. He then tugged on it twice, before palming the other end and pushing it into her love tunnel. As he stood, he teased the gold chain hanging between her nipples, tugging on the line to pull on her pinned nipples. "Why did you get this…"
"A symbol of Rank." Daphne hissed at the pain flaring from her nipples. While she was not a pain-slut, she did enjoy the spike of discomfort tugging brought. Harry reached into the bag and pulled out two gold coins and two silver coins. He hung the coins from her chain, as he turned and kissed Tori, before pulling on her nipples. He then clipped the two silver coins to Tori's nipples. "Gold is for Players, Silver is for Toys, and Copper is for Guests."
"Guests… as in those who are guests, or are for guests only?" Daphne rubbed her hands over Toris quivering ass, before gripping the silvered steel shaft before it entered the smaller witch, and pulling. Tori cried in distress as the orb was forced deeper into her ass and the Torc/clamp pulled on her cock-base.
Harry kissed Daphne. "Both. If Pansey were to join our coven, she would wear copper, and be for guest use only for a bit. When Susan and Hannah are racked for our taking, they will be wearing copper. Now Neville can use either three of those witch as he pleases, Sue and Hannah because they will be his, and Pansy because that is what she is for… 'guest use'." He climbed onto the desk, and positioned himself in the centre of the surface.
Tori scrambled up behind him. Her straining cock just twitching and waving for all it was worth. She fell to her knees behind him, and as he magicked himself into a female, she keened.
"What's wrong Baby-girl?" Daphne asked.
"I am too small to fuck Daddy!"
"Dobby!" Harry called. The Elf appeared with one hand over his eyes. "We need three books from the Hidden room."
Dobby nodded, snapped his fingers, and popped away. In front of Harry were three books. 'Mating Habits of the Modern Muggle. 1773.' Teabangus Treeborough. 'The Art of Divination by Cranium Probing' by U.F. Otts. and the Mystery of the Murdered Muggleborn. K.T. Allbright.
Harry snorted, "Well that explains the 'Anal Probing' rumors. They are just going to the Sourse." He transfigured the book into a padded bench that fit between his knees, and lifted the girl two inches off the surface. He pulled the 'who-done-it' closer, and crafted a belt with handles and grips.
Daphne took the bench, and after making Tori move, placed it where the witch would be kneeling. As Tori resettled, Daphne wrapped the Belt about Harry's waist, firm enough to catch on his hips, but loose enough not to bind him up.
Tori was smart enough to understand the devices, set to using them to her advantage. Holding on to the belt with her left hand, She gripped her shaft right behind the head, and guided it to the leaking gap between his thighs. As her head pushed in, she grabbed on to a handle on his right hip, and pulled him back as she thrust forward. She sank her seven and three quarters inches into his depths. Before crying as her plug pulled and rubbed her prostate.
"What the hell was that!" She looked at Daphne, "I was not that sensitive when he buried himself in me!"
"The Charm." Harry grunted, "It does not just give you a cock, but the whole thing. The Same for me." He panted for a few seconds. "What you felt was your Prostate being rubbed by your tail orb. You move, the orb reacts, and rubs you. Now Fuck me, or I will set that orb weight aspinning, and let you cum to death."
Daphne drew out a riding crop from the Bag, and applied it to Tori's ass checks with a hash snap. "You have entered a cunt, Baby-girl, with your cock. Now Mother's Coven teaches that 'once you have broken ground, it is your Duty to seed it. Now, do I have to instruct you in the Ploughing, or are you just…"
"Just Getting a feel for the Cunt of course, Mommy." Tori squealed wide eyed. "I have Breached untouched fields. I am allowing them to adjust to my being here. Now that the Cunt has had a few seconds to catch their breath, and accept that they are now Fucked… I Plough!" And Tori pulled out and pushed in, but her movements were erratic.
Daphne stopped her with a stroke of the crop. "No, no, no. Whether you start slow or you begin fast, you must always keep your stroke measured. You never pull the Head out unless you are dismounting. Think of it like dancing. Are you doing the waltz, the tango, the foxtrot, or even… the Timewarp." The crop kissed the pale, and now spotted, ass of the little bottle blonde. "Pick a rhythm that you can hold for at least three minutes. And just as the Cunt is moving just right… you change the tempo." Daphne gripped the 'Tail' sticking out of Tori's ass, "We will start slow." She pulled back, drawing Tori to her maximum withdrawal, only to slowly push in, driving Tori to cup Harry's ass with her hips.
As Harry settled onto his elbows as Tori began to gain confidence in her guided thrusting, He linked their Orbs together, and set Daphne's to vibe in counterpoint to Tori's.
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Hermione knew what to do. Ten years of reading Dentist Waiting room magazines, the private stash of both her parents, and the books that Harry had left out just for her.
Once Tracy's arse was a glowing cherry red, she laid the flogger across the witch's lower back. Then she called Winky and asked for a cotton rag and a half cup of olive oil. Using the soft rag, she covered the reddened skin with a thin sheet of oil. Because she had lashed more than just the bum, by the time she was finished the witch under her care was moaning and whining.
Hermione set the cup of oil and the rag beside Harry's bag, and drew out a three foot length of one quarter inch dowel that Harry had spent an hour wrapping in a silk cord. She also picked up the 'orbs' for Tracy. Her skill at wandless magic was nowhere near Master Potter's, but she could do this… She focused on the orbs and they shrank from two and half inch diameter to an inch… each. She quickly shoved one into Tracy's hot box, the other into her clenching anus. Tracy moaned at the touching… before screaming as the orbs snapped back to their proper size. The invasion caused motion that pulled on the chains of the 'Trine' on Tracy's nipples and cilt. Them snapping back caused Tracy to twitch and jump, the 'trine' pulled, the orbs slushed… Tracy twitched… the trine pulled again… and Tracy Orgasimed in her Stocks. Hermione placed two fingers at Tract's neck as she felt the girl's pulse, and listened to her breathing…
When Tracy showed signs of having mostly recovered, Hermione rubbed her hand over the smooth slick skin of her arse, as she returned to her position. Her own orbs kept her aroused as she moved into position. She glanced at Tori, her ass cheeks now showing signs of dissipline, as she sawed in and out of Harry's cunt, Daphne mimicking her hip thrusts as they kept a snappy tempo. Hermione knew that she would soon be coming if she was being fucked like that.
Hermione smirked and closed her eyes as she pictured the rhythm needed for the can-can dance. "Let's see if you can take this tempo…Slut." The 'Switch' swings were kept short yet swift, as Hermione prompted the Witch to move to the rhythm of the 'Can-Can'.
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Astoria gripped the belt about 'Daddy's' hips as she thrust her thunderous thing deep into his cavern, one last time. The Orgasim that ripped through her caused her to scream, before she fell to the side. Thank Merlyn tha Daphne was there to catch her before she fell from the desk.
Harry rolled off the desk, and squatted down beside her. He peered into her Eyes, felt her pulse at her neck, and held his hand to her chest to feel her breathing.
"Well. She Really wants to be more than an anal fuck." He pulled her over his shoulders and carried her to the bed. Once he had laid her in the centre of the bed, he gently removed the Torc, easing the tail from her ass. "I was thinking of giving her cherry cunt to her Father." He looked at Daphne. "She has been a good girl, and an eager fuck. Tomorrow morning, we celebrate her being a breeder rather than just a toy. Then I will breed your aunt as Tracy breeds your mother." He reached down between Daphne's pale thighs, and pulled on the chain, drawing her in close. "First, your thoughts on these orbs?"
"Remove them." She hissed. "I tried, but all I could do was yank on them."
Harry pulled the one from her cunt, before forcing it into her ass. He unhooked one of her coins from her Nipple chain, and used it to apply tension to the orbs now stuck in her ass. He strummed her ingorged Cilt twice before casting the 'Charm'. As her cilt twisted and became her cock, He gripped it, and stroked it hard. "Breed me first." He led her from the bed chamber into the office, by her cock, where he all but threw her into the chair. "Your choice. My bouncing on your lap, or you bending me over the desk?"
She stood up, looking him straight in the eye, "You dare order me about?" Her left hand grabbed his throat. "You are nothing but a Cunt, a hole designed to take my Cock, and Take it you will." She pushed him backwards onto the desk, before burning herself balls deep in his abused and needy pussy. "I heard you the other day. You said that 'She' was the better fuck. Is that how you really feel?" She hooked her arms under his knees so that she could grab his belt.
"Yes." Harry grunted as Daphne pounded his cunt. "She is the better Fuck. She gives just enough to please me, while demanding just enough that I have to Fuck her too. You, my Mistress, Have Higher Demands when You sit on my Cock or are driving yours into my holes. It is not just a Fuck with you, it is a Demand for Power, Resepect, and a conflict between the two of us who is the Alpha. I am happy to be the Bottom of our union, but then you would lose your Respect for me, thinking that I am not trying. So, at least once a week, I am Forced to bend you to my Will, My Cock, my Orgasim. Because of your Snaky Brain, I must put you in your place… as nothing but my Fuck Toy!"
Daphne roared, as she began to pound the pussy gripping her cock. Hard. But she overlooked the orbs in her Ass, the weighted chain on her nipples, and firy will of her lover. Harry gripped tightly with his vaginal muscles, as the meaty shaft plunged and withdrew from his inner core, his legs over her arms, forcing his entrance wide open. He Locked Eyes with her and silently dared her to make him cum first!
Because they were locked staring into each other's eyes, a primitive form of Legilimency formed between them. The Lust, Passion, and even Love was shared, built up, and increased. Neither noticed the Orgasim building in their loins, but when Daphne's cock exploded deep in Harry's core… both lovers slumped on the desk and knew nothing until they were awakened by their Lovers from the Playroom over an hour later.
HPDT
After Tracy had cum three times, explosively, drenching the floor under the pillory stocks, Hermione put the 'switch' away and applied one last coat of olive oil to the reddened skin of her partner's ass and pussy. She undid the Lockes around the girl's ankles, but left her feet in the stirrups. After she worked the Head lock off, she removed the hood, and unbuckled the gag. As She eased the rubber ball from Tracy's teeth, she kissed the girl.
"How are you feeling?" she asked.
"Fucked up, and Fucked out." Tracy grinned, "I loved that, but I can only do it once or twice a year. Help me down?"
Hermione eased the other witch from her position in the wooden contraption. Once she was standing Hermione unclamped the Trine from Tracy, but left hers in place. They marked her a property of Master Harry, touchable only by him and those of his Coven.
"Why are you keeping yours on?"
"Master said I was to wear them at all times. The Trine is for play only, but Coins are for when we are in our Quarters." Hermione purred, her tail lashing gently behind her as she curled a finger in Tracy's orb chain, and pulled her close. "Come. Master has to remove the Orbs."
"Why?" Tracy frowned.
"So when we wear them tomorrow, We will be nice and tight when He forces them back in."
"Ohh." Tracy shivered. "Slut Likes."
In the Office they found Daphne collapsed, Balls Deep, on top of Harry. Both looked to be sleeping the sleep of the good and properly Fucked.
Tracy hobbled to Daphne's side and shook her awake. It took a few minutes, but they were able to get the blond to her feet, and to ease out for Harry. Then Hermione shook Harry awake.
Once he was awake, he pulled the two orbs from Daphne's ass, causing her too moan as the two, two inches of unbreakable glassware were forced from her rectum by Harry just gripping the Chain, and yanking.
Harry then petted Hermione's furry delta area as he applied pressure and eased the orb from between her cunt's lips. He rubbed her furry ass with one hand as he pulled the other from her spasming sphincter. The Kitty-witch whimpered as she buried her face in his neck as he removed first one and then the other. "Those were fun, once they were in, and I feel hollow with them gone. But you force those into me again, before I agree…"
"You will cum your fuzzy head off, you slut. The only reason I don't leave them in you, is I would have to stop and remove them to fuck you. And When I am bending you over the stair railing, four floors up, I do not want to stop to pull an orb that could loosen your cunt up enough that our coupling could be caught." Harry turned to look at Tracy, "Okay, Slut. On the Desk. Knees and Elbows."
"Why?" Tracy needed help climbing onto the Desk. "Why Do I need to be positioned?"
"One, Because yours are different. If I just pulled them out, I could hurt you. Two I wanted to see your sweet reddened ass." He rubbed his palms over her now rosy cheeks. "So smooth… but what is this smell?"
"Olive Oil." Hermione answered. "It prolongs the redness, while preventing the skin from taking excessive damage, and promotes healing. It also works as a good lube for anal penatration."
Harry placed his left hand on Tracy's left check, he took the chain in his right. "Breath in… and out." as the witch exhaled, he yanked. Tracy was still in 'Pain-slut' mode and screamed as she had a small orgasim as the spiny orb was ripped from her tender asshole, only to collapse mewling on the desk as the one in her pussy was ripped from her folds.
Daphne was at her side, petting her as she spasmed.
Finally Tracy rolled onto her back. "Morgana! That was worth what they did to me… but not more than every Quarter. They had me cuming so hard that I thought my soul was being ripped out of my cunt."
"So you enjoyed yourself." Daphne rolled the slutty witch to her feet, and led her to bed.
Harry turned to Hermione. "Bedtime, or do you need a few thrusts yourself.
Hermione purred as she rubbed her head into the crook of his neck. "Bedtime." She yawned, "but if you could pet my cunny as I lay in your arms."
"Yes… I prefer titty, but those coins are tricky to work around." Harry followed the witch to bed.
They all had a big day in the morning.
HPDT
TBC
