Draco turned Ginny, kissing her lips possessively right in front of her husband. Ginny knew it was no use trying to feign resistance now; Draco had laid all of his card out on the table.

He turned to Harry, who stared at them in shocked silence, barely able to process what he was seeing. Draco tugged up Ginny's top, and she surrendered immediately. It was no use to pretend anymore, she thought. He was about to find out the truth no matter what she did.

He exposed her breasts, sucking and nibbling at her nipples as Ginny closed her eyes and moaned shamelessly, her fingers lacing through his hair.

Draco felt her other hand on his crotch, cupping and stroking the bulge growing in his trousers. He turned to Harry and smirked before bending her over the table in the center of the room.

It was routine now; she instantly obeyed the moment his hands were on her hips, folding forward obediently. He pulled down her leggings and pushed up her skirt. As he smacked her ass firmly, repeatedly, he didn't even have to tell her what to say anymore.

"I'm Draco's slut…" she whimpered, looking right into Harry's eyes as she spoke. Harry stared back blankly…

Draco grabbed her, dragging her over to Harry and bending her over so her hands grabbed at his shoulders for support. Her face was now inches from his as Draco unzipped and unbuttoned his trousers.

Draco looked at Harry, who was trying to look away.

"Look at her, Potter," said Draco, a sadistic tone in his voice. "Look your beautiful wife right in the eyes."

Harry did not respond as Draco rubbed the head of his cock against Ginny's wet cunt. He flicked his wand and Ginny felt herself right on the edge of orgasm, immediately. She grind back against him, desperately trying to get him inside of her. Without any complete stimulation, the charm kept her right at the breaking point… He pulled back, stuffing the head in and then pulling out again.

"Beg me to do it, Ginny," Draco said. Ginny shook her head, panting, clawing at Harry's shoulders.

"N-no," she panicked, not wanting her husband to see her like this…

"Do it." He shoved the entire length of his cock into her and firmly smacked her ass as he pulled out again. Ginny whimpered…

"F-fuck me…" she whispered, looking down, away from Harry's face.

Draco laughed, pulling her hair hard and making her look up at Harry's face.

"Look right at him when you say it Ginny," he said sternly, waves of pleasure just moments away from carrying her away.

"Oh my God, Draco, do it," she said, almost yelling as she looked right into Harry's eyes. "Draco, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…"

She repeated it again and again as he began thrusting the entire length of his cock into her, keeping her head help up so her face was right in front of Harry's as she immediately began to cum. She moaned loudly, right in Harry's face as Draco plunged deep into her, stretching her open as he steadily fucked her faster, harder.

Draco looked at Harry with a smile.

"This is how I did this to her, Potter," he growled. "And this is how I 'did this' to Albus."

Harry was silent. He looked blankly into his wife's eyes as she screamed louder and came harder, her nails scratching thoughtlessly and harshly into his neck. All emotion was gone. He tried to close his eyes…

Draco pointed his wand at him.

"Crucio," he yelled, and Harry let out a scream. "Keep your fucking eyes open, Potter. Look at her."

Harry stared at her. Draco watched the way her ass looked as he gripped her hips. He didn't need to hold her head in place anymore; she was keeping her head right in front of Harry's, just as he'd told her. It went on like that for sometime. Draco felt Ginny's orgasms intensifying, her tight, wet, warm pussy squeezing around his cock repeatedly, begging for him to never stop; craving him. Needing him.

This would not be the last time, thought Draco. Potter would learn his place, learn where he stands in his game just like Ginny had. He would adapt with time...

"What's wrong?" asked Draco. "Does the Boy Who Lived not want to live anymore?"