Chapter 7

DPOV

This is decidedly the first time in my life that I've EVER dreaded my birthday. I was born 18 years ago on August 18th. Ever since then, except for last year, I've never had anything remotely bad happen on that day of the year.

Last year, The Dark Lord began moving into our home… and even though I hated that he'd killed Cedric, I'd looked forward to it because Father said we'd be safer if he was slightly reliant on us! He'd chosen the rooms next to mine and actually propositioned me on the night of my birthday. I resisted and didn't give in. I'd said 'I'd be honored, my Lord, but I'm really quite inexperienced, perhaps next time we meet I'll be worthy of your attentions.' Of course, the next time, I'd been ready with some of the Weasley's sickness treats thereby making me unable to be a bed-partner to anyone.

I miss Mummy and Father. I even miss the house elves.

I'd hoped that HE wouldn't be too unkind to me on such a momentous day, but that is not to be. HE'LL have to be harsher than ever since we're going to have a visitor…more like a spectator. Delmont Umbridge is a perfectly horrid man. He's very stiff and business-like. Where his cousin, Delores's, favorite color was pink, his is a disgusting shade of orangey brown.

HE used today to get me ready for our voyeur and now, as I lay awake in HIS arms, I think back over what HE told me this morning after HE'D marked me. God, I love that HE left that light bruise on the juncture of my neck and shoulder. I love how HE has these urges to claim me as HIS. After Cedric died, I'd dreamed of having Harry Potter…and now HE'S mine. Well, I suppose- technically –I'm HIS… but you know what I mean. Anyway, HE'D told me how HE wants me to behave while Umbridge is here.

"Draco, I want you to think only of me while he's here tomorrow." HE said after my caning. "I know that's going to be difficult but it's the way to get what we want. After he leaves we can be somewhat normal and actually celebrate your birthday, but while he's here you need to be totally focused on me and my orders; my needs; my desires. Do you understand?"

I nodded and stared into the mirror at the mark HE'D left. I stroked it absently while HE smirked.

"You like that, don't you?" HE got this satisfied look in HIS eyes. "Me too… Now, come and shower with me."

I suppose I must've fallen asleep at some point, because HE wakes me at 9 am to bathe with HIM. By 20 after the hour, HE is sitting on the couch with me kneeling, obediently naked, at HIS feet awaiting our 'guest'.

The anticipation mounts with every passing minute and I'm suddenly very glad that my Master has slowly increased my tolerance for the cane. HE began with twenty strikes and added five every so often with a break or two in between. We're currently at forty strikes and HE had planned to take me further in a few days, but HE wants me to take fifty in front of Umbridge, so I'll appear more humbled. HE warned me of that last evening. I'll get twenty-five strikes, then HE'LL tease me for a few moments; then I'll get another twenty-five. When Umbridge leaves, HE'S promised to bathe again with me and rub me with a potion to reduce the pain.

A moment before the appointed time, the floo sparks and suddenly, Delmont Umbridge is standing in our midst. He's wearing black robes with accents of the orangey brown shade that he likes so much. "Mr. Potter, how nice it is to see that you can comply with ministry officials. I'm not going to overstay my welcome, precarious as it may be. So please, carry on with your daily practices."

"Hello, Inquisitor Umbridge, it's so nice to have you here. How's your cousin?" The sarcasm drips from HIS lips but I keep my eyes on HIS feet.

"Delores is quite well; still in St. Mungo's but I'm sure she'll be right as rain soon enough." The prat says.

HE smirks and glances at me. "I believe you know the inquisitor, Draco; say 'hello'."

I stand and bow humbly. "Hello, Mr. Umbridge, thank you for joining Master for today's caning."

A mocking grin appears on his face. "Did you tell him to say that, Potter?"

"Between his time in Azkaban and his sexual submission to me, he's quite different then he was during our years at Hogwarts, Inquisitor." HE says shaking HIS head. "That is one of the better changes in him; politeness. Let's not waste time, Draco; get into position."

I nod solemnly before kneeling on the couch with my legs spread and bending over to give HIM the best view of my ass and thighs.

"Remember to count silently up to 25 and then I want to hear you count from there. If I ask what number we're on and you're wrong, I'll give you another strike at the end." HE demands.

"Yes, Sir." I say, quietly.

"I'll bet you love hearing a Malfoy call you 'sir'; don't you, Potter?" Umbridge laughs as he walks to a spot in front of me.

"My pleasure is not in his pain or humiliation, Inquisitor. It's in watching him writhe under me when I fuck him." HE says as the cane hits the first time.

They both fall silent as HE strikes me again and again with the cane. At nineteen, HE asks for my count and I give it to HIM in a shaky voice. I've usually gotten a break by now.

"Good." HE grins at Umbridge before continuing.

I hate that he's here. I hate that he's seeing my face and that my Master has to allow this. I hate that I'm forced to see his gloating grin while I endure my caning. How dare he? How dare this man…this pompous ass…a long-time business associate of my father's, enjoy watching me be beaten and brought low!

Six strikes later, HE stops and strokes my burning ass. "That's twenty-five strikes. Now usually I'd make him suck me off or something, but I don't think I want you seeing that so I'll just tease him a little." HIS hands roam over and under me, as HE shows our voyeuristic guest the power HE wields.

HE brushes my stomach and tugs at my pubic hair. Then HE pinches my nipples hard and they watch me squirm. I whimper in want as HIS hand cups my balls and tugs lightly at my cock. "Look at you, Draco. You're so responsive to me. I love that. After our guest leaves, I'll be fucking you, Draco, so I think I'll lube you up right now." HE uses Accio to call for a bottle of the slick potion we've been using and pops it open. "You see, Inquisitor, it feels absolutely wonderful to bury myself in this ass but it hurts both of us if there's no lubrication." HE takes some on HIS fingers and presses them into me. I whine as HE begins to fuck my hole with three fingers. HE continues to touch and tease my aching body until I'm a randy mess and then HE suddenly stops and casts a cleansing charm on HIS hand. "Now, I'll finish the punishment. The sexual teasing will make him suffer more during the rest of the caning. And then, if he's been a good boy, I'll allow him a release while I'm inside him." HE takes the cane back in hand and swings it.

I recall that I'm supposed to call out the count now, and shout, "Twenty-six!"

HE smiles. "Good boy, Draco. You didn't forget!"

I count loudly as the caning continues. "Thirty-nine!"

"How many are left, Draco?" HE asks.

"Eleven, Master." I reply with tears streaming down my face.

"Good. Count down from there." HE commands after drying my tears.

"Eleven! Ten!" I whine. "Nine! Eight!"

"Calm yourself, Draco; it's almost over for today." HE says soothingly once I've reached six.

"Five! Four! Three!" I moan.

"There, now…only two left, Draco." HE pauses but I heard the pleasure and pride in his voice.

"Two! One!" I whimper as the last strike of the day is delivered to my backside.

"Good! Draco, you did so well! Now be good and stay here while I escort the inquisitor to the fireplace." HE tells me as HE walks over to the man.

"That was quite a performance, Mr. Potter." I hear Umbridge say. "I wonder if it truly happens every day."

"I cannot believe you would question it! Draco deserves punishment for his crimes, sir, and I'm happily quite capable of seeing to it." HE says, stiffly. I start to sob into the nearest cushion as I listen to HIM protect me again. "I'll thank you to leave now and if you're ever assigned this duty again, Inquisitor, I'll thank you to decline."

Umbridge's voice has a hard edge as he responds. "And if I don't?"

"Then I'll have to point out to the wizengamut that your family has a grudge against me and possibly against Draco as well." HE informs him and I can picture the flash of fire in HIS green eyes. "They won't take your opinion very seriously then, will they …Inquisitor?"

I hear Umbridge huff and step into the fireplace shouting 'Ministry of Magic' but I don't care because suddenly, I'm alone with HIM and in HIS arms being soothed. "You took that quite well, Draco. I'm so very proud of you!" HE waves HIS wand and is able to carry me up the stairs.

Once I'm settled in bed, HE slowly and softly rubs the pain relief potion into my sore ass and thighs before spreading my legs and placing HIMSELF at my opening. As HE enters my body, I get overwhelmed by feelings and tears flow down my face while HE fucks…while HE makes love to me. HE, Harry Potter is making love to me…I'm somehow important to HIM! HE moves in and out of me slowly and makes me plead for HIM. I beg for HIS touch. HE takes my cock and strokes it hard, making me cry out and beg to cum for HIM…for HIS pleasure! HIS command comes just in time and we both fall over the cliff's edge together. What began as a dreadful day could become the best day of my life!

In HIS arms once more, I sleep soundly for a while. HE wakes me up with kisses before taking me back into the shower. When we're both clean, HE gives me my clothing for the day: denim pants and a silk button-up shirt, socks and shoes, with a pair of satin and lace panties.

I glance up at HIM and HE shrugs. "I couldn't make up my mind."

I say nothing but put on the items HE gave me.

HE Apparates both of us to an alleyway near the muggle shop that HE'S chosen to pierce my nipples and we walk in hand in hand.

"Hello, I believe we have an appointment." HE says. "My boyfriend wants his nipples pierced."

They sit me down and ask me to remove my shirt. HE holds my hand as the man does his job and soon my nipples are throbbing. I hope it was worth it. As soon as we're back behind HIS doors, HE pulls off my clothing…well, all but my panties. Kreacher serves lunch and then Master takes me to HIS room, where HE binds me to the cross. A touch of dittany heals the nipple rings in seconds but they are still tender to HIS touch.

HE places a gag in my mouth and proceeds to kiss and lick my body from the bottom up. His tongue wraps itself around one of my toes before HIS lips kiss my ankle. HE licks behind my knee and kisses my thigh just below my balls. Avoiding my aching package, HE dips HIS tongue into my bellybutton and kisses a line up to my newly pierced nipple. HE takes the ring between HIS teeth and tugs lightly. I whimper through the gag as HE kisses and nibbles at my pectoral muscles and then my shoulder and neck, which HE tenderly licks in the same spot where HE marked me the other day. If not for the gag, I'd be begging HIM for mercy and my orgasm. I try to hold back as HE goes back down my body again on the opposite side. I lose myself in the sensations HE creates in my body and even though it feels like seconds, hours must've passed because just as HE'S about to pull the panties off, Kreacher knocks on the bedroom door.

"Master Harry, Sir? Kreacher is here…like you asked…to tell you Miss Cissy Black is due to arrive in fifteen minutes." The elf says through the closed door.

HE looks into my eyes and calls out, "Thank you, Kreacher. Please give her hors d'oeuvres if we're not down before she arrives."

"Yes, Master Harry, Sir."

"Draco, I'm going to tease just a bit more…" HE smiles devilishly. "Then I'm going to fuck you. You will cum when I allow it."

By now I've caught my breath but I'm still hard as hell and desperate to cum. Bound as I am I can do nothing without HIS explicit permission so I moan in despair.

HIS cock rubs against my satin and lace covered cock as HE presses HIS body close to me. HIS lips close over my nipple as HIS hand cups me. HE must have removed the magical bindings because HE'S soon carrying me to the bed. I feel cushioned but that is over quickly as HE lifts my legs and bares my bottom. I'm slightly discomfited to note that HE didn't take the panties off entirely but I feel HIM lubricating my entrance and suddenly don't care that the scrap of feminine fabric is still around my knees as HE prepares me to receive HIS prick. We hear Kreacher yell something at us through the door but HE presses into me so I ignore it for now. HIS mouth engulfs my nipple as HE moves within me and the cares of the world fall out of my realm of consciousness. All that exists is HIS cock and my body. HIS whispered command is all I need and when I hear it, I obey. Arching into HIM as HE fills me I cover our stomachs in cum.

A few moments later, Master nudges me to get up. "Your mum's here, Draco. We've got to clean up and go down. Scourgify!" HE says pointing HIS wand at me. "There, you look and smell clean but appear 'just fucked'. Wear what I told you to and meet us downstairs when you're done."

What I really want to say is, 'I'm falling in love with you, Harry' but what comes out is, "Yes, Master."

HE leaves the room with one last kiss to the mark on my neck.

I dress in the slacks HE picked and the shirt HE'D given me with the panties I'd just been fucked while wearing and open the door.

"I can't believe Umbridge's offensiveness! We did so much business with his family that he should be grateful! How did Draco take it?" I hear my mother ask Harry as I come down the stairs.

"Admirably, Narcissa; he amazed me with his calm demeanor and obedience." HIS pause unnerves me so I stop on the last stair to see what HE'LL say next. "I didn't think it would happen, Narcissa… and certainly not so soon, but I really think I'm falling for him."

I hear my mother gasp as it covers mine. "Oh! Mr. P- Harry! That's so wonderful to hear! Have you told him?"

There's a moment of silence before HE says, "Soon… I want to find the right time. I don't want to blow our cover either. If Umbridge or- well, pretty much anyone on the wizengamut, except for Hermione Granger, caught wind of my feelings, we'd be in trouble."

I quickly step toward the door to the sitting room and then knock, knowing I can't wait anymore. "I love you too, Harry! I can't hold that in any longer. I can hide it for the inquisitors but I don't want to hide it from you! Mum, did you bring it?"

She nods and holds out the small box with the undetectable extension charm that I've been hiding under my bed.

I open it and hand it to HIM. "Look…please?"

So what's in the box? Take a guess and we'll see if you're right!

Thanks for everything, hnwhitlock2000!