Chapter 3
DPOV
HE gets up at 8 am the next morning and wakes me up as well. "Get to the couch, Draco. Your daily caning is scheduled for first thing every morning."
Looking around, I notice that at some point during the night, HE had taken away my bindings and placed a pillow behind me. I wipe sleep from my eyes and crawl down the stairs, onto the same sofa HE used yesterday. HIS cane feels harsh on my poor ass cheeks and I know I'll hurt if I sit at all, but I know I'm being punished for the many wrongs I've committed.
HE wipes my tears and kisses me hard on the mouth once I've calmed down. "I'll be home about an hour before your chastity device is due to come off, so I'll have plenty of time to prepare you for my entry."
I whimper at the thought.
"By the way, you'll have to sit to pee with that on." HE smirks. "Tell me, Draco; are you truly not opposed to being fucked up your ass by me?"
"I'll admit to being slightly nervous but no, Harry. I'm not going to give you a difficult time this evening." My eyes focus on HIS shoes. "Force will not be needed."
"I'm glad. Here; you can wear these while I'm gone." HE waves HIS wand and a pair of boxers flies into the room. "I'll send the invitation to your mother at lunch today. Be good, Draco. Eat your meals and snacks according to the list I gave to Kreacher. Learn my room. I'll be quizzing you upon my return." HE says with a wink before walking to the fireplace, taking a pinch of floo powder and shouting. "Ministry of Magic!"
I pull on the boxers and go up to HIS room. Starting to look around, I suddenly feel the overwhelming need to cry again. I squeeze my eyes shut and internally yell at myself. 'Draco, you need to get hold of yourself! You're whining and whimpering like a little prat! You're a Malfoy, for Merlin's sake! Stop thinking of your father and mother. You have a Master, now; think only of HIM! HE gave you a task. So DO IT!' I feel very controlled, almost more so then when I lived at home with my parents. HE expects something to be done by the time HE gets home and I don't know what will happen if it's not done. I don't think I want to know so my eyes wander and identify some of the objects that reside here.
Harry Potter is living the BDSM lifestyle. Who knew? I wonder. There's a St. Andrew's cross in the corner. A padded table for HIM to bind me in many interesting positions lies off to the right of the bed. Oh, my; there's a system of ropes and pulleys to suspend my body for various reasons.
"Master Harry told Kreacher to give you breakfast now, Mr. Malfoy." The elf says handing me a bowl of cereal and a granola bar before walking out.
I stare after him for a moment and then start to eat. The day passes slowly but HE sends a note home to tell me that HE sent the message to my mother and I should expect a reply sometime soon. The idea of even seeing her writing on a simple note card is enough to settle my heart.
A few hours later, the fireplace erupts and a small note-card flies out at me. My mother's handwriting on the cover elicits a tear as I open it. She calls me her 'Darling Draco'. I smile as I read the acceptance of Harry's invitation and how she can't wait to see me.
Before I know it, HE is home.
HE gives me a cursory glance as HE grips my arm and drags me up the stairs past the pantry. Without a word I find myself flung on HIS bed and bound there by magic. My boxers are pulled off and my legs are spread as HE drizzles what looks like honey onto the head of my cock. I cry out as HE licks it off and reapplies it. HE does this several times until I'm almost senseless. I hardly notice that HE keeps looking at HIS watch but suddenly, HE stands and I want to weep with frustration. HE vanishes the chastity device and positions me on all fours. HIS fingers press into me covered with lubricant and HE whispers harshly for me to beg for HIS cock.
Having no will to fight HIM, I beg for HIM to fuck me hard. Only my pleading words can be heard as HIS hands spread my ass cheeks. I feel the tip of HIS cock as it's about to penetrate me. Knowing it will hurt a little regardless, I try to relax the muscles and suddenly, I'm impaled. HE'S balls deep inside my body and my opening is burning. I whimper as my body gets used to the intrusion and HE pulls me up against HIS chest.
"You're mine now, slave. I claim you and you are mine." HE says into my ear. "Say it; and from now on, you'll call me Master in the bedroom!"
"I'm yours, M-Master. I'm all yours." I cry as his cock starts to move inside of me.
"You're such a good boy, Draco." HE says thrusting slowly in and out of me. "Ron was sure you'd give me trouble. Hermione thought you'd be impossible to train into a proper sex-slave."
I cringe, thinking of HIS friends knowing the intimate details of my slavery. "Will you have me s-service them, Master?"
HE stops moving for a moment. "Oh, yes, I'd forgotten to tell you of the decision I made regarding your use. You'll be required to submit fully to ME, but when it comes to my friends, they will only be allowed to see your body. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Master." I nod. So if HE has Granger and Weasley over to dinner or something they can ogle the goods all they want, but I submit to only HIM.
HIS thumbs and forefingers begin to toy with my nipples as HE starts to fuck me with more force. "These nipples are lovely little nubs, Draco. I want them pierced along with a few other things!"
"Yes, Master." I pant as I feel HIS cock brush a particularly sensitive area inside of my ass. "Master, please?"
"Please, what, my slut?" HE asks as HE casually reaches down and around my body to grip my cock. "Who does this belong to, slut?"
"It's yours, Master." I whine.
"Did you like it when I poured honey over you and licked it off?"
I nod frantically.
"I did too. That will be one of my favorite ways to play with you. I'll do it with chocolate too…maybe even whipped cream."
I shiver.
"I'm going to fuck you hard and fast now, Draco. I want to hear your screams of pleasure. Do you understand?"
I nod again, just as frantically. I want to please HIM and if hearing me shout my pleasure is what HE wants, it's what I'll do.
HE puts me down to lean on my elbows and pulls out of my body.
I whimper at the loss.
"Hush, Draco, I'm just getting something." HE reprimands me lightly.
I hear a drawer open.
"Without looking, where am I, slut?" HE asks.
"The dresser is in the corner near the door, Master." I tell HIM.
"Good boy, Draco."
When HE returns, HE pinches my nipples and places clamps on them causing me to moan in discomfort. My cock suddenly feels a harsh pinch also. Looking down, I see that HE has placed a clamp just under the head of my poor cock.
"These clamps are charmed so they can only be opened by me. I'll have to remove that if you want to cum, Draco. You'll have to beg for your orgasm."
"Yes, Master." I whimper pitifully.
HE gets back into place behind me and places HIS cock at my opening. "Ask me to fuck you, slave."
"Please, Master, fuck me?"
No answer comes, but HE enters my hole quickly and HIS thrusts are strong and hard as HE drives into me.
I shout and moan and grunt into the pillow. My cock is begging for relief but I can't start begging already; HE'D be ever so disappointed. So I suffer and whine for HIM. HE chuckles at my noises and slaps my ass with HIS hand. Whimpering, I feel HIM reach around to my nipples. HE removes the clamps releasing the blood there. I groan and whine as HE pinches and massages the bruised flesh.
"I can't wait to watch your face as you cum for me, slut. You deprived me of that last night."
"I'm so sorry, Master. I'll do better!"
"Yes, you will." HE waves HIS wand and I flip over onto my back while still stuck on HIS cock. My wrists and ankles are pulled by ropes toward the headboard. "Look at your pretty cock, Draco. I'm going to do many things to it and it's going to enjoy my attention…but for now, I'll just jack you off as I fuck you. Don't forget to beg, my slut."
HE wipes the pad of HIS thumb over the slit and I cry out, "Merlin's beard!"
HIS thrusts begin again and HE'S pressing down on me while still playing with my cock.
"PLEASE, Master? Please, let me cum for you?" I plead.
"Not yet, slut."
"So close, Master! I need to cum!" I cry. "Bloody hell! Please, Master?"
"Not yet." HE admonishes, harshly punishing me with a pinch to my sore nipple. I feel pre-cum leak from my dick as HE toys with it. The pressure in my balls seems unbearable as HE thrusts again and again into that sensitive area and looks into my eyes as HE removes the clamp from my cock and commands me to cum for HIM. "Cum for me, slut! NOW!"
I scream as the blood rushes to my cock at the same time as my orgasm hits. Sticky white goo hits HIS chest and stomach, decorating HIM in my cum.
HE scoops some up with a finger and pushes it into my mouth. "Suck it off my finger, Draco."
I suckle HIS finger until it doesn't taste like me anymore and I'm rewarded with a pat on my blonde head of hair.
"Good boy."
We sleep and the next few days go by in a blur.
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