Chapter 6

HPOV

Draco's doing much better and he's gotten some of his feistiness back, while I've been enjoying his sexual submission to me. It's just a few days until his birthday and I can't wait to get home to him.

I've already had letters from the wizengamut about his treatment. They say I'm too lenient or too soft on him and his punishment should be much harsher. I hope they don't find out how nice I'm going to be about his birthday.

An envelope flies into my office through the crack under my door and begins to speak. "Harry Potter, the Minister of Magic requests a meeting with you as soon as possible. Please respond promptly." It falls silent and waits for me to speak.

I sigh. "When and Where?"

"His office, in five minutes." The envelope says.

"I'll be there." I say, waving my wand at it.

It flies away.

"Damn, this will delay my session with Draco." I take out a memo pad to enchant the paper with a message for Draco to await me in my bedroom and then I floo over to Kingsley's office.

The minister is not alone when I arrive.

"Hello, Kingsley; what do you need?" I ask glancing at the room's other occupant.

Kingsley is all business. "I want you to meet someone, Mr. Potter. This is Delmont Umbridge. He's the next inquisitor to evaluate your-."

"My slave and his treatment?" I ask.

He clears his throat and nods. "Yes, Harry…He'd like to witness an actual caning and wants to know what time he should be there on the 18th."

"I won't be entertaining visitors of any kind on the 18th, gentlemen. That is a private day for my household." I tell them. "The 17th or 19th will be fine and you can join us at 9 am or so."

"Mr. Potter, are you aware that Draco's birthday is the 18th?" Umbridge asks.

"He is a member of my household, so yes I do know his date of birth. Can I ask what business it is of yours?" I frown and can't help thinking that this idiot reminds me of someone.

"The wizengamut wants to be sure you aren't coddling him just because it's the anniversary of his birth." The man glares at me.

"Are you implying that I wouldn't exert proper control over my slave because of some silly date on a calendar or perhaps you think I don't recall his crimes?" I ask outraged.

"Voldemort's followers need to be punished, Mr. Potter! We just want to be sure it's happening!" Umbridge declares.

"Kingsley, are you going to dictate the way I live my life away from my office?" I ask, turning to face him.

"No, Harry, but the inquisitor must be allowed admittance when he asks for it. You know that's the way it works." He sighs.

"Wrong, Minister; it's supposed to be random. Planning the visit to be on a specific day and at a specific time is anything but random." I glare at my friend before turning my ire onto the other man. "Fine, if that's the way you want to play it, then be at number 12 Grimauld place at exactly 9:30 am on the 18th. Good day, gentlemen." I rush back to my office and finish the reports I'd been filling out. Quickly floo-ing home, I greet Kreacher and inform him of our future guest. Grabbing a note-card, I write a short message and send it to Narcissa Black by way of the floo network and then I hurry to my room to meet Draco.

When I open the door, I see Draco lying face up on my bed.

He looks so pretty like that. His cock is encased in lace panties for me today.

I pick out what he's allowed to wear each day and, before I left this morning, I'd given him a choice of lace panties or nothing at all. Before he even notices my presence, I have him magically bound to my bed. "Did you like wearing that scrap of lace, today, Draco? Did you like the way it clings to your package?"

He whimpers. "Even though Kreacher's just an elf and doesn't say much to me, it was humiliating to wear women's panties in front of him, Master."

"Yet, I can tell that the degradation of it has made you randy. You're hard, Draco." I taunt him as I drag one finger up his length.

"Yes, Sir."

"What a naughty boy you are to get so turned on by such things." I tsk at him. "What a dirty boy…" His whines are making me hard so I take my pants off and release his bonds. "Come here, dirty boy. Don't undress."

I see the panties riding up into his ass crack as he crawls to me and I smirk. "I think I like the look of you like this. I might make you wear ladies undies more often. What do you think of that idea?"

He grimaces. "Whatever pleases you, Master."

"Suck my cock, Draco, and while you're doing that, I want you to play with yours." I grin at his expression of disbelief.

"Yes, Sir."

His lips slide all the way to the base of my dick and I take hold of his hair to guide him up and down my length. "Now, stroke yourself, Draco. I want you to cum just after me." I command watching him pull his package out of the lace. He moans around my cock and the vibrations feel amazing. I watch his hand grip himself and stroke in time with my thrusts into his mouth. With a quick warning I cum down his throat; seconds later he cums on my shoes. Grinning, I point to my shoe and say, "Look at that mess, Draco, clean that up."

He looks around and whispers, "There's nothing I can use to wipe it up, Master."

"Then use your tongue, slave."

"Yes, Sir." He says bending down to obey.

I smirk watching him lick his juices up. "Do you like that, Draco? Do you like hearing me call you 'slave'? Do you like licking up your own cum?"

"Yes, Master."

"Well, I'm glad you like it. Oh, your birthday is coming up and I've made some arrangements. Instead of tea, your mother will be joining us for dinner. During the day, we will do several interesting things." I tell him as soon as he's finished.

"Like what, Master?" He asks.

"Well, first thing in the morning, the next inquisitor is joining us to watch your caning, but after that, I'll be taking you to a muggle shop." I say as he snuggles close to my leg. "They will pierce your nipples for me. After that, you will be bound to the cross and teased. You will beg for release but you will get nothing until just before your mother arrives. I want you looking well fucked that night so she knows I'm taking good care of you."

Kreacher brings a table in and sets it up with our meal.

"How do you know the inquisitor is coming then, Harry? And why? I thought the inquisitors were supposed to make random visits." He asks.

"I was informed by Kingsley that the wizengamut wants someone to witness an actual caning. You'd think they didn't believe it was a daily event." I explain. "I questioned them and the inquisitor informed me that they wanted to be sure you weren't coddled just because it's your birthday."

"You know I'll be thoroughly humiliated to be watched during my caning." He says thoughtfully. "Not to mention, looking mussed when my mother gets here."

"Then you'll be absolutely mortified if I have you wearing lacey undergarments all day and under your clothing that night as well." I smirk.

"You'll make me…?"

"Yes, my dirty little boy. Under your shirt and pants, which will allow you your dignity, your cock and balls will be encased in lace or maybe satin. I haven't decided yet." I tell him with a grin as I feed him a bite of steak.

"Will you fuck me again that night, Master? After Mum leaves?" He asks.

"I suppose so; you'll be ripe for it. I might have to be convinced though." I smirk, teasingly. "Or I could just let you stay horny all night and make you beg come the morning. Hmmm…decisions, decisions…"

"Oh, please don't tease, Master." He sounds desperate. "I'm so embarrassed just thinking about my mother knowing I've been fucked…and having some busybody inquisitor watch you beat my bare ass with a cane!"

"I'm glad." I whisper, feeding him some more steak. "Imagine if he wants to watch you all day… He'd probably be horrified to see your nipples get pierced and shudder to watch me take pleasure from your body."

"Would you allow him to watch that, Master?" Draco asks; his eyes wide.

"I think it would be hot to have someone watch me fuck you." I smirk and stroke his head. "This Umbridge guy is a bit of an ass though, so I'd prefer it not to be him."

Draco's eyes dart up to meet my gaze. "Umbridge? He's not any relation to the toad woman who taught DADA in our fifth year, is he?"

Frowning, I stare at him in shock. "Considering how much I hated her, I can't believe I didn't think to ask! Why?"

"Well my father did some business with her cousin a while back and I met him. His name was…Dale or Monty or something like that." Draco tells me with disgust.

"Delmont, and yes that's his name. I'll seek to have him removed from his post." I exclaim, standing up and walking to the clothing dresser.

"No, Harry! That will just make them think we've got something to hide!" Draco protests.

"Draco, I honestly don't want anyone watching you get caned but having it be someone who knows you and your family is the worst thing I can think of." I grit my teeth. "I'll accept anyone else from the wizengamut but-."

"Harry, be reasonable. The Malfoy family has done business with so many of them there's hardly anyone in the magical world who can say they've never had the displeasure." Draco says holding my leg as he's kneeling there. "Please, just let it go."

I nod after a moment of thought. "Alright, Draco; alright…I'll allow it, but if he says or does anything derogatory I'll hex the bastard."

Draco's smirk riles me.

"Over my lap, boy; now."

His face drains of color and he scrambles to get into position.

"This ass is mine, Draco, and this cock as well as these balls…they're all mine." I say fondling them. He moans as I start smacking his ass with my hand. "I'm in the mood for something a little different tonight, slut. I think you'll enjoy it almost as much as I will."

When his ass is a nice rosy pink, I put him on the padded table using magic to bind him. A gag flies to my hand when I cast a silent Accio charm and I slip it into place between Draco's teeth. His eyes look wild but willing as I cover them with a blindfold and begin to stroke his cock into alertness. I lower the table and kneel straddling him before rubbing lube on his member and then applying some to my hole. I position him at my opening and push myself down onto him. Once I'm certain he's all the way inside, I reach over and pull off the blindfold.

"Do you like how this feels, Draco? You're cock is inside my body. You will not cum until I command it but I'm going to ride you hard." I warn him.

He tries to shift but can't move.

"You're not going to have even the slightest bit of control, slut." I say as I begin to move on him. "You're my toy…you're like a dildo and I'm riding you!" I feel him slipping in and out of my tight hole so I start to go faster. "I'm going to cum soon, Draco. I'm going to cum all over you." I start stroking my cock imagining his lips sliding over me. "So close, Draco!" I cry using the pre-cum to keep my cock slick. His cock is hitting my prostate now and I moan in ecstasy as my orgasm starts to wash over me. I slam my ass down hard into his hips one last time before pulling off and aiming my cum at his face, covering him. He lies there as I calm down but his eyes show his disappointment. I give him a soft smile and cast a cleansing spell on his cock and balls before licking him from root to tip. He cries out from behind the gag as I lick and suckle and tease him to the very brink and, when I command him to cum, tears run down his face as he lets go.

I take the gag out and ask if he's alright.

"Yes, Master…that was different from what you usually do. I like it better when you cum inside me." He whispers.

"Me too, Draco." I say kissing him hard on the mouth before cleaning him up, carrying him to the bed and wrapping my body around his for the night.

The next morning, I wake to see his head lying on my chest. Knowing that Umbridge is going to see his body tomorrow, I get the urge to let the world know that he's mine so I grip his hair and begin to kiss his neck. "Don't move." I growl as his eyes open. He moans with each touch of my lips so I pull his head to the side and latch my lips onto his throat sucking hard. He cries out and tries to get hold of me, but I use a non-verbal spell to bind his hands until I've marked him. "Mine…" I whisper, licking the bruised flesh. "You are mine, Draco. Thank me."

He whimpers. "Th-thank you for marking me, Master."

"You're welcome, slut. Now get down to the sofa for your caning." I smile as he solemnly does as he's told.

He's not acting meek and broken about it. He's just being submissive. My submissive… He's very obedient when I command something of him and so very different from our school days but in a good way. What will happen tomorrow? I wonder…

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