A master's new pet

by bashfulbabe

Smut.. It is mature.. Very mature.. Very lose plot mostly smut. OOC. The order of the Phoenix agrees that Snape needs to stop spying. Everyone knows he will be hard to convince, but Sirius feels certain he can persuade. Warnings:18 Language, mature content, mentions of s/m. Oneshot.. That turned into a fourshot and just seems to keep going. I wanted to write more. Same warnings.

5. Chapter 5

Authors note: unlike the other chapters this one will be in Snape's POV. I'm just going to give up on saying this is the last chapter, because it either will be… or I'll continue writing (though I'm going to keep it marked complete since really… after any chapter it could be considered complete). Let's just see how long this train will go before it reaches the station. I hope that people still enjoy reading this story. By now all of you should understand the warnings and know that for the sake of smut anything could happen. If anyone has any suggestions for content then please let me know and depending on what it is, I will consider it. (Warnings: about the content for this story… if you would like to not spoil the content then proceed to the story I predict backlash for some of the content. All of the sex is consensual, but there are short moments of adult breast feeding in a sexual setting) not every chapter from on out will contain this content, but for those that want it… well it's there. Thank you to everyone that continues to read this… now onward my ducklings.

I try to be a good pet, and I try to be a good puppet. I try to not let my master or keeper worry about me. I'm still not use to having anyone worry about me. My life was difficult for a long time and it's just something I came to terms with. In order to survive one has to be able to adapt. If I wanted to survive my parents, I had to become a strong wizard, If I wanted to survive as a Slytherin student, I had to join the dark lord, If I wanted to survive the dark lord I had to become a spy. My life has been a continuous marathon of just trying to survive. Too long I've been swimming and barely keeping my head above water. I expected to die still drowning.

Sometimes I don't worry about any of this. But in the quiet times when I'm alone with my thoughts, everything is black and white. I don't know if I was every happy. Yes, I loved Lilly. She was my closest friend. An anchor locked to sanity. I think my life would have been easier if I could have been in love with her. If I could find the ability to be attracted to her, then maybe everything would have been easier. She cared about me more than any other male for the longest time. Then again, she might have cared so deeply for me because she knew I could never love her intimately and there is safety in that knowledge.

Master… Sirius- he's sleeping at my right side, and Keeper… Harry- at my left. Both are fast asleep, and I am the last one awake again. There are many nights that I am unable to sleep. This isn't new. I've dealt with insomnia since I was a child. I'm grateful that both of my lovers are fast and heavy sleepers. Neither know that I have this issue.

In the beginning just having Master allow me to sleep beside him was enough to keep lingering thoughts from my mind. Not enough to help me sleep, but enough where I could almost enjoy the quiet moments. I've used sex and sexual acts to tire out my body enough so that I can slip into sleep, but since she's been born, neither Sirius or Harry will penetrate me. I hear her down the hall before she's loud enough to wake Sirius or Harry up. Once again thankful that both are such heavy sleepers.

It's past two in the morning, and I could wake Harry to tend to my daughter, but I'm already awake. I change her diaper and settle into the rocking chair beside her crib. I'm thankful that she looks nothing like me. She has many of my mother's features, and several of Sirius's. The moment she is settled in my arms she quiets.

"Were you not able to sleep my flower? I couldn't either, but I promise my flower, you will never have anything to fear. This is a safe home and even if I find myself unable to care for you as a proper parent, you will have two other chances at loving parents. Your father is loyal and loving, and Harry is the savior of the wizarding world. He already sees you as his own. There almost isn't any room left for me. I doubt there is anything I can give you that you will not already receive from Sirius or Harry." Her dark eyes are the only thing she received from me.

I'm still not use to breast feeding, but I'm glad that I'm able to provide the care. Glad that at least for now I can give her something that neither Sirius or Harry can. Really this is the only thing. Financially speaking- the money I have is meager, especially compared to the wealth of either the Black or Potter household. I have always been inapt at expressing emotions and as such I doubt I will be able to tell her how much I adore her to the level she needs. I would do anything to keep her safe and as far as potions go… I surpass both Sirius and Harry, but with a wand both are superior. I'm not sure I have the ability to protect her. Really the only thing I've done that for either of them is spread my legs. I shake the thought away.

Aster Sage Black. I almost pity her being born in a house with no females. Merlin knows I have no clue about anything dealing with beauty. I do not want her to be bullied because I am unable to teach her the proper way to express herself without being hated, but her father and… other father? Harry… have always been good at charming others to like them. As long as she does not inherit my social skills, she will be fine. I hope she is nothing like me.

Her eyes… a mirror of my own look back at me. She starts crying… wailing. No matter what I do, she will not calm down. Can I not even hold her correctly. When her crying gets louder Sirius comes in. I can't move. I watch emptily as my husband takes my daughter and easily calms her where I was unable to. He pats her back and lays her in her bed. His eyes never leave me.

"Severus, why are you crying." I'm crying? He wraps his arms around me. And I'm ready for it to quiet all of these thoughts like it always has before… but it doesn't. "Is something wrong?"

"No. I'm fine. The medi-witches said that it's normal to be emotional for several months even after giving birth, I'm sure that's why, but I'm fine." He kisses my jaw line.

"Then come back to bed. Aster is back asleep and it's time for both of us to get back to sleep as well." I don't fall asleep even long after Sirius has fallen deep into dreams. Even though his arms are securely around me, my thoughts will not quiet. They do not need me. Sirius has Harry. And they both can offer Aster things I never can. She will grow up and discover that I joined an evil man that killed so many people. I can't hide it from her. Kids are cruel. Someone will tell her. It would be better if she only knew about Harry and Sirius. I don't even know if I can love her adequately. In the long run. It would be better if I… weren't even involved.

If she learns anything from me, it will be negative traits. I can't teach her anything. I can't give her anything. All I will do, is fail her. All I will do, is corrupt her. Break her. I can't. I don't know how to do this. I have never had a good parental figure. My father was neglectful at the best of times and abusive at the worse, and my mother… she always made sure I knew that my father changed because I… made him. He was a good man before I changed him. If I would have been a good son, then he would have been a good father. That is the only parenting I have seen. If I were to become like that... If I were to hit her… I can't give her what she needs.

My brain is on auto pilot. I leave the bed. A few changes of clothes in a suitcase and my wand. That's all I need. I don't have very much savings, but for now until I can find a job, I will go to Spinners End. It will be good enough for now. Neither of them would know to look for me there. This… it's for the best. All three of them. They will be much happier if I'm not in the equation.

How long has it been? Days? Weeks? I don't know. As soon as I got to Spinner End I climbed into the dusty bed. I get up to use the bathroom and then go right back to the bed. I haven't eaten. I haven't showered. And I haven't slept. I feel like I can't breathe. This was the right decision. Wasn't it? I can't go back now. I just left them. They wouldn't want me back. I have to make a plan. How will I survive. I need to find a job. But I'm not qualified to do anything in the muggle world, and no job would hire me in the wizard world. I can't go back to Hogwarts. Even if I never ran into Sirius or Harry again… which I would. Ultimately I would have to teach my daughter. I can't. I can't breathe.

I hate this house. More than once I wanted to burn it to the ground. All of my memories of this house are bitter. But had I not grown up in this house I would have never met Lily. When I was a child in this house it felt suffocatingly small. Now. It's too large. To quiet. To empty. The house creaks. I close my eyes begging sleep to come. I'm so tired. Why can't I sleep. Why can't my brain just let me rest? My door opens loudly and it startles my eyes open. He stands in my doorway, and his eyes are angry.

He doesn't give me a moment to speak, and I'm grateful for that. I faintly register that he's carrying me. He hasn't said anything. Even after we've flooed back to Grimmauld Place, he still hasn't spoken. He sits me down in a chair and places a plate of food in front of me. He hands me a fork.

"Eat. I'm going to let Harry know that I found you. Do not leave that seat until I come back." He walks upstairs before I can say anything. What can I say in this situation? I'm not hungry, but I don't want to upset him further so I take a few bites where it's at least noticeable that I tried to eat. I don't bother looking to see what the food is. I place the fork on the plate and wait for him to return. I'm not waiting long enough. I haven't had enough time to prepare myself. He holds out a glass of water to me and I take a small sip before setting it down. He watches me for a moment and when I don't resume eating he lifts me again.

I'm upstairs and in one of the bathrooms. He's removing my clothing before pushing me into the stream of water. He washes my hair methodically before moving on to the rest of me. The shower is over and my heart starts racing. He's going to start asking questions now. Questions I can't answer yet. I don't know how to answer them. Instead he dresses me slowly and leads me into the bedroom. He lays me on the bed and covers me up. His eyes are still angry. Harry is holding my child. She's crying loudly.

He holds her out to me and I hesitate. "She hasn't stopped crying since she realized you weren't here." Her small body curls into me. I tried to leave her. I shouldn't be so happy at holding her. Too soon Sirius takes her from me and pulls the covers further up my body.

"You are going to go to sleep, when you wake up, you will eat again. You will tell both Harry and I everything and then you will receive your punishment. Right now I'm very angry and upset and I don't want that to affect the severity of your punishment." He's going to leave and instinctively I grab his sleeve.

"Don't go."

"You clearly didn't worry about that when you left us." It stings, but he isn't wrong. I left. Why can I not let go of him. He exhales. "I'm only going to go lay Aster down in her bed, I will be right back. Harry could you lay down next to him until I return?" Harry nods. It's too quiet for a long time. My base instinct is to beg forgiveness. To apologize repeatedly. But my throat is dry and scratchy.

"Teacher doesn't want me asking anything about why you left until after you have had some rest. We were not angry so much as worried. Try to get some sleep Puppet." He kisses my damp head and wraps his arms around me. I hear Sirius return and lay down to my right. I can't keep my eyes open. Why am I not scared anymore? Tomorrow he's going to ask me questions. He's going to punish me, but doesn't that mean… he still sees me as his pet. He still wants me by his side. I'm being rolled against Sirius. I'm pressed against his chest and I feel warm hands rub circles into my back. I'm securely pressed between Sirius and Harry.

"Don't worry about anything for right now. Try to get some sleep, you've been missing for three days, and it looks like you haven't slept at all. Just sleep for now. We can worry about everything else when you wake up." His calm even voice pulls me into sleep. I don't dream.

I wake up to an empty bed, and the panic sets in. I can't face them. But I can't run either. My head is more clear. I acted rashly. It's all very foolish now, but still. My sleep deprived brain wasn't wrong. I do not have anything that I can offer anyone. My entire life I existed by being a tool. I do not know how to be anything else. I do not know…

"You're awake." My pulse increases. "You've been asleep for nearly a full day. We were beginning to worry. I'm sure you're hungry. Is there anything you are craving?" Harry stands in the door way for a brief moment before walking close to me.

"Pancakes and bacon." The words leave my mouth before I have time to think. That's what mother would fix for me. The mornings after father would lose himself to alcohol. "I want to take a quick shower. Then I will meet you down stairs."

"Bring Aster. After you eat, you can feed her. We've been giving her formula. She doesn't like it much though." I nod grabbing a change of clothes. He kisses my cheek before leaving the room.

I do make the shower as quick as possible. I left Aster. Already. I'm no different than my parents. I left. I left her. I dress quickly not bothering to dry myself. My little girl is blinking her tired eyes repeatedly when I open the door. She yawns slowly while stretching her little body. When I pick her up she comfortably leans into me. She's still so small.

"I'm sorry Aster." Her small thumb goes into her mouth as I carry her downstairs. Neither of my lovers look at me when I sit down.

"The food will be done in a couple minutes. Do you want to go on and feed Aster?" I try to avoid breastfeeding in front of Sirius and Harry. It feels uncomfortable. Normally I would feed her before coming down, but I can't just take her and leave the room. It's strange to be uncomfortable over this. After everything that I have done with both Sirius and Harry, it's strange to feel embarrassment. But I don't want them to see me… less of a man. There are already numerous changes my body has went through since I became pregnant. The weight gain, my breasts are rounder now, the long scar from the cesarean birth. The mood swings. I've always been so good at masking the… weaker emotions, but it's harder now. If I don't breast feed her here, they will think it's odd. Sometimes I feel like I am less myself. It's not altogether a bad feeling. I have never cared for myself.

"Yes. I'll feed her now. I'm sure she's hungry." Sirius is locking eyes with me. I unbutton the shirt and bring her small mouth to my engorged breast. Her lips latch on instinctively. He's watching me intently. As the silence grows thicker Harry sets a plate down in front of me. I busy myself with eating. It's a good enough excuse to not look at either of them. Harry cooked the food. He always makes the bacon softer. I never told him that I prefer it that way. Aster pulls away and I switch sides where she will be more comfortable.

The more my plate is cleaned, the slower I eat. Almost afraid to be done. The panic is getting stronger. My food is gone and Aster is starting to doze off to sleep. Harry takes her from me and I button up my shirt.

"Harry will you burp her and lay her down? Severus and I will be in our room. We will not get started without you." Sirius stands and I follow him. Up the stairs we part ways so that Harry can tend to Aster. I stand while Sirius sits on the end of the bed. Too soon Harry comes in and sits beside Sirius. I pull myself to my knees in front of them.

"I'm sorry." Sirius holds up his hand to stop me.

"Why did you leave?"

"I'm sorry."

"That isn't an answer. Why did you leave. I expect you to tell me the truth and not withhold any of it." I can't talk. "Did I or Harry do something that upset you to the point you felt you couldn't stay."

"No master. Both of you are wonderful." Too wonderful. Too good. "I do not know why I left. I must have not been thinking."

"Puppet. You aren't like me or Teacher. You aren't a Gryffindor. You aren't a rash person. If anything you think over every action from numerous angles until you decide something. You wouldn't have left without a strong reason." Sirius is nodding at Harry's words.

"Pet. I agree with Angel. Now I expect the truth."

"Both you and Harry are wonderful." My knees are aching. But I can't stand. I don't have the energy. "It would be best if I were not involved in either of your lives or Aster's. There is nothing I can do to improve Aster's life. There is nothing I can give her that either of you couldn't give better. I have few redeeming qualities. And the few I have are not applicable to add to relationships. I am not working, but even if I were, financially I can help very little. If I were to get another job at some point most places will not hire me because I am an ex deatheater. All three of you are pure whereas my hands are dirty. I have done many bad things in my life. I hate myself and with enough time I will pull all three of you down. I left because I knew without me around eventually all three of you could be a happy family. One that didn't need me. One that would be better if… I wasn't involved. I don't know how to be a parent. My own parents were abusive and neglectful and eventually I might do the same. I might hurt her. I might strike one of you. Like my father always did. That's the blood that I have."

I don't know which one of the men in front of me pulled me up. I don't know which one wrapped their arms around me first. At some point I am pulled into one of their shoulders two sets of arms wrap around me. Petting me. Trying to sooth me. Holding me. Soft kisses are planted on my temple. The back of my head. My shoulder. My neck. My hands.

"Pet, my parents were often cruel to me. And Angel was raised by his Aunt and Uncle who were abusive in nearly every sense of the word. All three of us came from bad home environments. That's why all three of us are together. Because we all understand the desire… the need to have someone love you. To have someone cherish you. We both need you. And Aster needs you. The first morning after you left she wouldn't stop crying. We couldn't calm her down. She knew you weren't here and it bothered her. She loves you. And she prefers you over Angel and over me." He's pulling me tighter against him.

"Puppet, I already told you. We aren't mad at you. We were all worried. I… we don't want you to feel not good enough. When I said that I wanted to be with both you and Teacher, I wasn't tricking you. This relationship may not be a normal one, but it wouldn't be good enough without Teacher and you. I didn't understand who you were for a long time. I said and did several things to you when I was your student. And you never hold it against me. You never make me feel bad for my past mistakes. Yes. You make mistakes. But you atoned for them." Why is everything melting away? Just having them assure me shouldn't be enough to make these anxieties go away. But I feel better now. Maybe not completely. But I feel like I can breathe.

"Do you feel better now Pet?" I nod. "Then we are going to decide your punishment. It will be painful, but fair. All three of us are going to agree. Are you ready."

"Yes Master."

"You will get ten for lying to me. The night before you left I asked if there was anything wrong. Anything you needed to talk about and you said there wasn't. You lied to me, so ten just for that."

"Yes Master. I understand."

"Teacher. He was gone for three days and he clearly did not take care of himself in that time. He should get another twenty for that."

"I agree with you Angel."

"Yes Keeper. I understand."

"5 for each day you were gone. That's fifteen."

"Yes Master."

"How many are we up to Pet?"

"forty-five Master."

"Is there anything you want to add Angel."

"Teacher, another five. Puppet could have left a note telling us he needing to think. Instead he left. We were worried. We would have understood if he just needed some time, but he could have been taken or hurt."

"So fifty spanks. Do you agree that that is a fair punishment Pet."?

"Yes Master. I understand why I am being punished and it is fair."

"Do you agree Angel?" He nods.

"I'm sorry we have to punish Puppet, but you need to make sure you understand that this behavior is not acceptable."

"Harry will give the first twenty-five, and I will give the last twenty-five. Please remove your clothing and lay over his lap." I understand my punishment and why I have to be punished. I discard my clothing, fold it, and lay it on the nearby dresser. I lay over Harry's lap and my upper half is in Sirius's lap. Harry is softly rubbing my bottom.

"Teacher. I understand why I must deliver half of the punishment, but I have never done this before. I do not want to hurt him badly, but I understand the punishment will not be effective if I do not hurt him a little."

"It's okay Angel. Hopefully you never have to punish him again, but with time you will be more comfortable. Find your pace. If it is too rough of gentle, then I will guide you then. Now are you ready Pet?"

"Yes Master. I am ready." I clutch the fabric of his shirt in my hand and burry my face in his lap.

"Count them out Pet." Smack. A hand comes down before I can flinch.

"One. Thank you Keeper." Smack. "Two. Thank you Keeper." SMACK. "Ahh… T.. Three. Thank you Keeper." SMACK. SMACK. "FIVE. Thank you Keeper." Master is stroking my upper back and whispering sweetly to me.

"We love you so much Pet."

SMACK "Six. Thank you Keeper."

"You don't mean to be a naughty Puppet." Smack.

"Seven. Thank you Keeper." SMACK SMACK SMACK. He's spanking me faster now. "TEN. T.. Thank you so much Keeper."

"How can you not see how much we care about you Pet."

"Master. I'm sorry." SMACK. "Eleven. Thank you Keeper." My hips are trembling and we've only just started. Keeper strokes my hip softly.

"Puppet. You're hard. I must not be spanking you hard enough." SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.

"Ahh. Oh.. Ohh. S… S…Si.. Sixteen Keeper. Thank you Keeper. Hurts. It hurts, but you both care enough to punish me. Thank you for caring about me Keeper." Smack. "Seventeen. Thank you so much Keeper."

"Fuck you're amazing." SMACK.

"Eighteen." SMACK SMACK. "Twenty. Fuck. Fuck… Thank you. Thank you Keeper."

"Pet, your pale ass is so red. And you aren't even half way done yet."

"Keeper thank you. Thank you for…" SMACK. "Twenty-one… Thank you… so…" SMACK SMACK. "tw.. twenty… twenty-three. For.. For.. Thank you for… " SMACK. "Twenty-four. Thank you Keeper." SMACK! "Fuck… Twenty-five. Twenty-five. Thank you for loving me Keeper. Thank you for punishing me." Harry's hand comes down again to softly rub my sore bum.

"You did very well Puppet, now it's Teacher's turn." I stand up a bit shaky and go to the other side of the bed and lay in the same position but now in Master's lap with my upper body in Harry's.

"You are halfway done Pet. Widen your legs."

"Yes Master." I follow his order without question. My ass is so sore already.

"It really is red. Such a beautiful color." SMACK!

"Master… it hurts."

"Count Pet. I told you it would hurt, but I need to make sure you understand what you did was wrong." SMACK.

"Twenty-Seven. T.. Thank you Master."

"Do you ever lie to me?" SMACK SMACK.

"Twenty-nine. No master."

"Do you ever lie to Angel?" SMACK SMACK.

"Oh.. Ohhh. Thirty-one. No master." His fingers furiously thrusting into my ass. It's been so many days since I've been taken.

"Who do you belong to." Smack. He hasn't pulled his fingers out.

"You Master. And to Keeper." SMACK.

"Don't forget to count or we will start over."

"Thirty-three. I'm sorry Master. Thank you Master."

"Did you use this place while you were gone." Smack.

"Thirty-four. No Master. It's not good enough on my own. And I was so unhappy away from you and Keeper." SMACK. SMACK. "Thirty-six. Thank you Master." I'm so happy.

"Your ass is twitching. Do you really think after everything you did that you deserve to be taken?" SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK.

"FORTY! Fuck. Fuck."

"You're grinding against my leg. Such a naughty pet. Answer the question."

"I don't know Master. That is up to you and Keeper. I'm just happy." SMACK. "Forty-one."

"Why are you happy." Smack. His fingers are stretching me faster and I can feel his own erection against my abdomen. And I can feel Keepers against my chest.

"Forty-two. Because Master. I wanted to come back, but I was sure. I was sure neither of you would forgive me. But if you're punishing me, then that means you still care. I'm so happy." Smack. This one is much softer. "Forty-three. Thank you Master." I unzip Keepers pants and lick the erection in front of me.

"You aren't done with your punishment yet Pet." Keeper's hand is on the top of my head.

"Yes Master. But I can still count." SMACK SMACK. "Forty-five. Master. The punishment is so close to being over. My ass hurts so much." SMACK. "Forty-six." I take the hard dick in my mouth to keep from screaming.

"Teacher. His ass is so red. I didn't want to punish him, but why does his red ass look so fucking sexy." SMACK. My mouth lets go on the dick and I lift most of my body up to scream.

"Fuck it hurts. It hurts. Master. Forty-seven. Master. Please. Make the last ones count. I need to know that you love me." Master's hand forces my body back down on the laps.

"You are almost done Pet. We both love you. You've done well." SMACK SMACK SMACK. All three came quickly… and so did I.

"Master… that's… it's all Fifty. It's. Ahhh."

"Yes Pet. It's okay. It's okay for you to cum." Even while my body is coming down from the high Master's thick fingers twist inside of me. I ignore the stray tears that I couldn't hold back. "Even after three days, your ass stretches so easily. It begs to be fucked."

"Can you. Or Keeper. Or both. Please. Do I deserve to be filled? I took the punishment. Do you forgive me. Please. I just want to be loved fully."

"Teacher. It's been awhile since we both took him. And it's been a few days since he's had any contact. I don't want to break him." Master has already undressed himself.

"But that's exactly what he wants Angel. He loves being stretched further and used. Come here and fuck yourself Pet."

"Yes Master. Thank you." It doesn't matter that I just came. I would never miss an opportunity to impale myself on Master dick. To feel it stretch me. To feel it reach so deeply inside of me. "Oh. Master's dick is as good as I remembered. Master's dick makes me so happy." To feel how hard, I can make him. To feel complete.

"Just like that Pet. Take whatever you want. But if you want Angel to join me inside of you, you are going to have to convince him."

"Keeper. Please. I need both. Please. Please. Just slam into me. Stretch me out."

"Why are you so good at tempting me."

"I promise Keeper. I'll make you feel good. Just fuck me. Fuck me the way I like it. Hard and deep." I love having Master so deep inside of me, but with both of them I don't feel empty.

"Puppet, you always say such shameless things. If you were this open- outside of sex- with how needy you are, then these issues wouldn't come up."

"Angel, he feels so good inside. Join me. This troublesome man needs us to prove how much we love him. We signed up for this." Master's hand is firmly on my abdomen. His chest is against my back. "We already knew he had major insecurities. We both failed to keep them in check. He's to blame for not talking to us, but between the two of us, at least one should have noticed." I feel his hips flush against mine.

It's difficult, but I manage to hook my hands under my legs and lift them. Keeper's eyes glance to my already penetrated ass. His eyes are glazed over and his breathing is heavy.

"I will try to do better. I'm just. I've never willingly been weak around others. I'm not use to it. I feel more comfortable licking my injuries in private. But I know that upsets both of you, so I will not do anything rash like that again. And if I feel that I might do something similar, then I will talk to both of you. So that you can talk me out of it." Masters hand goes to my neck and lightly wraps around it. His thumb brushes my jaw line as he forces me to extent my neck. To bare my neck to him.

"Very good my Pet." He licks my collar bone before biting down at the base of my neck. "Now you have a nice mark to remind you to whom you belong."

"Thank you Master." His right hand leaves my abdomen to hook two fingers inside of me.

"There is so much room left. Angel, please. I know my Pet desires for you to join us. And his ass has been used so much and so roughly that when we fuck him together he feels so much tighter." Master's words break Keeper from his trance. He quickly removes his clothing.

"Puppet, are you sure your body can handle both of us. It's been a while since you've been penetrated, much less by both of us."

"Yes Keeper. It would make me so happy to feel you inside me as well." The fingers are pulled out and replaced with something much bigger. The stretch always stings. But the tingly excitement distracts me. "Fuck…"

"Yes Pet, we are going to fuck you."

"Teacher, you are twitching against me. Do you really enjoy sharing his ass that much?"

"How can you talk when you are already grinding against my dick." My head lays back against Master's shoulder. Having both of them makes me so happy. Keeper bites hard into the base of my neck opposite Masters. I can't silence the scream. I can't still my hips from buckling against the two dicks when Master's teeth return to his mark. Both of them. Marking me at once. Biting so hard the pain excites me.

All three of us ignore the twin trails of blood flowing freely. I want this. One hand reaches to Keepers head to keep his ministrations to my neck, the other hand reaches back to do the same to Master. The two dicks do not slow their pace inside of me. All I can hear is the light sucking to the two punctures. Master pulls away first, Keeper follows. I watch at they both twist their tongues together and connect their lips. Sounds I would prefer to swallow leave my mouth of their own accord. They pull apart and I find myself groaning wishing for them to continue. Master's hands squeeze my engorged breasts and panic sets it.

"No. Don't touch them." His hands waver for a moment before grasping me again more gently.

"I'm sorry Pet. I heard that when mothers nurse their breasts become sensitive. I wasn't thinking. Did I hurt you?"

"Stop. I don't want you to touch me there at all." All motion stops. I shouldn't have said anything. A tongue attentively licks at the bleeding wound on my neck.

"Pet. It sounds like you are hiding something." I can't lie to them. "You've always loved when we would toy with you here before. Tell us Pet. What is worrying you." Keeper kisses my lips briefly.

"Don't think we didn't notice how uncomfortable you were breastfeeding in front of us Puppet."

"You wouldn't look either of us in the eye the entire time. But you looked so beautiful."

"It's strange." Both look at me.

"Severus. There is nothing more natural than a mother breast feeding their child. It doesn't matter that you are a male. It's still natural for you to breast feed her." Master pulls my head back against his shoulder. I watch Keeper smile at me before leaning to my chest and flicking my nipple with his tongue.

"I said don't touch there." Master is pressing his face against my neck.

"It's okay Pet." It's not. I'm not okay. I'm anxious. I don't like feeling anxious.

"Puppet. You know that Ron and Hermione had a child a couple years ago. She's still breast feeding sometimes. Ron told me that she gets aroused when she breast-feeds. She was alarmed and because she is Hermione, she did hours' worth of research. She found that about half the women who breast feed do feel aroused and it's because of the chemicals that are released in the brain. She also found out that some nursing mothers lactate when they become aroused. It is completely normal." His mouth latches onto one of my nipples while his other hand massages the swollen breast. "After everything you have said and done both during and outside of sex, I almost can't believe you would be embarrassed over you lactating. But that's the only thing I can think would upset you. I'm not hurting you, and neither was Teacher." He pulls away.

"We don't want to make you uncomfortable Pet. But you have to tell of these things. Some of these things you can't help but feel. Aster is only a few months old. It's normal to still be dealing with these type of hormones. But you have to talk to us."

"Amazing. Teacher, look he's lactating."

"No. Don't look." Master is holding me securely against him while Keeper lightly squeezes my breasts. "Don't do that. Please stop."

"Angel, you are upsetting my Pet. He's clearly embarrassed."

"Yea. He looks so cute." Master is slowly pushing in and out of me. His hand is lightly stroking me.

"Master. Please make Keeper stop."

"But Angel is right, you do look cute. You don't normally get shy or embarrassed. And besides. Doesn't it feel good. Some couples enjoy this and despite all of his teasing, you're still very aroused. Or is that because my dick is pressed against your prostrate." He licks his mark on my neck. "Does it not feel good when Angel relieves some of that pressure." I don't know how to answer. It doesn't hurt. Normally they are sore from the swelling, but the way he's lightly massaging them doesn't hurt. It feels kind of nice.

"You are producing a lot of milk Puppet." Keeper's thumb gathers some and presses it to my lips. "We shouldn't waste this. Go on Puppet. Just humor me a bit and I will make you feel good." I do as he asks of me. I suck his thumb for longer than I need to. He pulls his thumb away from my mouth only to kiss me briefly. "There is nothing embarrassing or dirty about you lactating. You don't have to hide this. We both already know. All we want to do is make you feel good. Will you let us do that Puppet?" He kisses my jaw line.

"Y.. yeah. It just feels like my body isn't mine. I was the same for so long and now everything is different." Master is laughing softly.

"It hasn't been yours since you became my Pet. It isn't even completely mine anymore. But I don't mind sharing you anymore. I don't mind not being the only one to suck on your tiny nipples." He's stroking me faster and my hips shift instinctively. "Go on Angel. You said you were curious how it tastes." A hot mouth latches onto my nipple in an entirely to familiar way.

"Feels strange."

"Just relax my Pet. Don't you trust us to make you feel good? Haven't I been a good Master. Haven't I opened your world to new pleasures,"

"Yes Master. But this is…."

"Just another way for all three of us to feel good." Master sucks on my other nipple. I'm pressed between them. And feeling such… taboo pleasure. Keeper pulls away first.

"Teacher. You're grinding against me too fast. And Puppet is squeezing me so tight. Puppet. I'm going to cum soon. But I'm still not satisfied." My breathing is too fast. He's twitching inside. "You're completely undone. Will you drink up my cum Puppet? Is your ass hungry enough to drink it all?"

"Yes. Please inside. Always inside."

"Such a sweet Puppet. Nnn. But don't think I'm done with you. I won't be satisfied until you are too tired to… ahh.. to move. Fuck. Ahhhh."

"Fuck. So much cum. Filling me up." Master thrusts into me faster.

"Pet. Do you like when I fuck Angel's cum into you. It makes such good lube that I can use your ass so easily."

"Master. So fast."

"Puppet. You tasted delicious, but I think I prefer your milk here." Keepers hot tongue licks the length of my cock. His mouth wraps around me and I can't help the muted scream.

"That's it Pet. You love when we drink from you. Widen your legs. Expose yourself to us Pet. Angel you are already hard." The mouth is pulled away.

"Can't help it. You and Puppet turn me on so much."

"I bet he would enjoy it, if you play together." My body is limp. Everything feels to sensitive.

"Play together?"

"Yes Pet. Play together. Go on Angel. Go get the toy so that you both can play together." The bed feels too big when Keeper leaves. He returns with a long double sided dildo.

"I'm sorry Puppet. You are going to have to be patient for just a bit. My ass doesn't stretch as quickly as yours. It's not use to being filled yet." He lays on his back with his knees bent. I watch as his fingers are covered in lube and pressed into his anus. Keeper is wincing in muted pain. Master allows me to lean forward to help Keeper but it simultaneously presses me deeper into Master's lap.

"Ohh. Let me.. Nnn.. Help. Let me help you Keeper." He widens his legs for me and my middle finger presses into his tight ass. "Try relaxing a little more. The more often you're penetrated, the easier it'll be to relax."

"That's good Puppet. I don't want to make you wait to long." He licks my nipple slowly while pushing one side of the toy into me. The stretch burns but I open my legs wide for it.

"I can't wait till my hole is as slutty as yours. You don't care how big it is as long as you get to take it. But you have to share Puppet." He penetrates himself with the toy slowly. "Half is mine." His voice is rough. "It feels good when I slide our dicks together. Puppet, your fingers are so much longer than mine, would be jerk us off together." His head is thrown back enjoying his own ass being stretched.

I need both hands to effectively hold us together. It's to fucking hot. I can't stop my hips from thrusting into my own hand and then forcing Master and the toy all the way inside.

"You really are a slut." Master has grabbed the middle of the toy and he's moving it back and forth. "My two little sluts are getting off to a toy. Both of you don't even need a real dick to be satisfied."

"Oh. Teacher. This is a fun toy to play with. You are fucking us both at the same time. Please. Give me more of it. Puppet doesn't need as much; he also has your dick. It's not fair for him to have more of the toy as well."

"Master. My ass is sluttier. I need more to satisfy me. Keeper is still inexperienced. He doesn't need as much to get off. Give me more of the toy." Master pushes me. I end up on top of Keeper with our cocks still grinding together. I stroke us faster. Master is fucking me so fast. I don't feel coherent. Everything feels good.

"Just like that Puppet. You're feeling it aren't you. Just let yourself feel good."

"Angel, he's out of it."

"Just give me a minute. I want to make sure. You know Puppet you are a lot more accommodating when you're horny. At certain points during sex you blank out and become a puddle of honest babbling. And you are getting close to that point."

"Just give in Pet. We are making you feel good aren't we. Your slutty hole is completely filled and stretched. You have a nice hard dick to grind against. You are adorable when you're embarrassed, but right now I really just want the demanding Pet who knows exactly what he wants. The one that begged me to let him suck my dick and drink my cum that first night we were together."

"Master. I…"

"That's it Pet." He's rocking his hips against mine. My body is trembling. Keepers hands leave my sides and massage my breasts.

"No. Not there."

"Why not there Pet. Why do you not want us to, when I know it turns you on." He grinds against my prostrate. A mouth latches onto my left nipple and I scream. Teeth are biting gently but it's to much. "You're jacking off so much faster now. You must love that. Do you like having a grown man drinking from you?"

"No.. I don't."

"I don't believe you. Did you know that you taste good? I can see why Aster didn't want the formula if it means drinking from your cute nipples." A mouth latches to my other nipple and when they both start sucking my body shuts down. I focus on trying to quite the small whines that leave my mouth despite my best efforts. It feels like I'm being touched everywhere. Keeper pulls away with one last look.

"It tastes really sweet. I can't play anymore with this toy. I'm not like you Puppet. Your cute ass can cum just from being fucked, and I can't. I need to fuck, or be touched. Or sucked. I was a good boy for tasting your sweet milk, but now it's your turn to drink my milk." He pulls the toy out of him only pausing to exhale for a moment. Master leaves my nipples to take my sides bouncing me up and down on his dick. "You can drink my milk. All you have to do is tell us how it felt to have us drink from you. You have to be honest. Or I'll just give my milk to Teacher."

"No. Please. I want your milk."

"Talk to us Pet. And don't lie. Every time we sucked, your cute ass got tighter. It's okay Pet. Just tell us that you felt good."

"No. It didn't." Lips dot against my neck.

"Puppet. There is no reason for you to be embarrassed. Talk to us. We all know that it made you feel good. We just want you to say it."

"No." Sharp teeth press down into the sensitive still bleeding bite mark on my shoulder. Master has pulled out of me and I feel so empty.

"Severus. Do I need to punish you again already? We've been patient with you. But I will not have you lie to me. The truth." Master is upset with me. I don't want him to be upset with me. The familiar anxiety is setting it. It was easier when the sex was separate from these emotions.

"Mas…. Sirius. I don't want to say it. Please don't make me." He's licking the stinging bite.

"Why not love. Tell me. I'm your husband. We are wed together. We are both stuck with each other, so you can tell me anything. Even the gross and weird things. Did you forget the mornings I held your hair back while you were throwing up? Or the several time you couldn't make it to the bathroom in time while you were pregnant." Master has long since pulled out of me so that he can hold me more comfortably. Keeper is slowly petting my hair. It's frustrating to be treated like a fragile overly emotion female… but it feels nice to be coddled. "It's normal to want to hear your lover say that you are making them feel good. Is it wrong that we want to hear you say those words."

"I'm strange enough." Fuck don't say that. It sounds pathetically weak.

"What do you mean Severus." Stop talking. Do not talk about this. Cover it up. Lie. Lie if you have to. Just end this conversation.

"I'm a fag to start with. I corrupted one straight male who could have had any female of his choice and a curious young boy who was once my student. A boy that might would have realized being attracted to men was a phase. But even if he didn't… Anyone could see that both males are in a class far above my own. Male pregnancy is also strange. Sometimes it happens. But it's rare. And we are also in a three- way partnership. I'm an ex death eater. And although Dumbledore protected me, most of the wizarding world still see me as a traitor to the light and would love for me to be locked in Azkaban. I'm not particularly attractive and when I'm uncomfortable my personality is shit. Freaks don't get love. Freaks don't get a happy ending. Father made sure I understood that. Freaks should accept that they will always be alone." I can't quiet myself. Both of my hands grip at my hair and I feel myself curl into a defensive ball. I can't stop myself. "I just. Can we just not add to how fucked up I am. Can we just never bring up the fact that I… feel good when you both… drink my milk." It's quiet. The mood is ruined. The first rule of relationships is never let the other party know how broken you are.

"Open your legs Pet."

"Why bother. Neither of you will be in the mood after I emotionally vomited all over the place. Don't push yourselves. It's fine, and I'm fine." You can't tame me with sex. Except Sirius pretty well has.

"I said open your legs." Two hands grasp my ankles and force my knees to bend and spread. "You finally opened up. I know playing the master/ pet game takes pressure off of you. I know you are afraid to openly express your thoughts. But I told you. You aren't just a pet. Get angry. Insult me. I kind of miss the snarky bitch that says rude and blunt things. He's a cute bastard. You don't have to pretend to be okay. And you don't have to pretend to be passive. You can be demanding." His bites my inner thigh. "You have my permission to be demanding." He's smirking at me. "There isn't anything strange about you. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be. And hell we all get off to some weird things." He bites the underside of my knee.

"Puppet. Will you suck me." I nod and open my mouth to Keepers dick.

"Pet, how can you say that you are unattractive. You have the longest legs I have ever seen. Such pale legs stretching out." I'm glad to have Keeper's dick in my mouth. It's an excuse to not have to speak. "And in this beautiful place you carried our child." He kisses my lower abdomen. "Your skin is such a beautiful pale color." His licking my inner thigh. I try to focus on pleasuring Keeper, but Master's needless words keep distracting me. "Your fingers are long." He softly sucks on my index finger before moving to another. My fingers are stained and cut from years of working with potions. "Your nipples are so cute." I choke back a whimper when a finger flicks over one of them.

"Uhhhhh. Puppet when you make sounds like that, it makes me want to cum."

"And you have such dark eyes. Always watching. Always closed to the world so that you can protect yourself. But also so curious and full of desire." Master is stroking me softly. I can't stop the moan. Keeper echoes his own moan before cumming into my mouth. He pulls out and I swallow. Keeper smiles softly at me for a brief moment before kissing me. When he pulls away he strokes my hair for a moment. He's smiling softly. Comfortingly.

"We both cherish you Puppet. Please don't ever doubt that. I'm going to check on little Aster. I think Teacher wants you to himself for a bit." He kisses me again and twists his tongue against mine-tasting himself for a brief moment. "Puppet, be good for Teacher." I watch Keeper dress himself and connect his lips to Masters before leaving the room.

"Come here Severus." Hearing my name makes my skin tingle. I'm not sure if it's pleasant or not.

"Master."

"Call me Sirius right now. Please."

"Sirius." He smiles gently and grasps my hand in his.

"Yes. Come here Severus. Lay on your side." He eases me on the bed. He lays in front of me and pulls me to his chest. "Severus, I was so worried when you left." His hand is securely on my hip and he eases into me so slowly. "I do not want you to feel trapped in this mold. I love you. If you are unhappy then I need for you to tell me." He's moving too slowly. "If you are feeling neglected then I need for you to tell me." He's moving shallowly inside of me. "If you ever feel that you are not good enough in any way then I need for you to tell me." His arms are holding me still and secure. I'm not use to gentle. I never liked gentle. So why. Why is this so satisfying. Why does this feel so good when he's barely inside of me and barely moving. Why does this make me so happy. "I love you Severus." Those words sting uncomfortably. "I love you Severus." Has anyone ever really loved me. "I love you Severus." His fingers are intertwined in my hair.

"You don't have to convince me. I know you do." He's kissing the top of my head. I'm wrapped in his body and it's safe.

"Me and you. Harry. Aster. We are a family. We need you Severus." His fingers slide down my back. "I love you." I can't hold my hips still. I don't mean to squirm against his hold, but he's inside of me not moving.

"Please move." I'm pressed firmly against him. Held so tightly. I can't move. But he does move. His pace is fast and desperate. We've had sex many times. This time is… different. He isn't looking for pleasure for himself or for me. It doesn't feel like sex. His hands touch me everywhere but they do not linger anywhere. As if they are inspecting my body for injuries. Inspecting to see if I'm hiding something. "Sirius. I'm fine." His mouth latches on to one of my nipples and gently sucks. I force the anxiety down. He isn't looking for pleasure. He's looking for comfort. I let my hands fall on the back of his head. "It's okay Sirius." His hips jerk inside of me, but he suckles gently every time. The tender ministrations feel good, and I ignore the embarrassment when he massages the other breast and milk trickles out. I can't help the pleasure that I'm feeling. I feel him moan around my nipple and his grip on my hip tightens when his orgasm overtakes him. He pulls his mouth away too loudly moan against my neck. I can't… Feeling him inside of me twitching sends me over the edge as well.

It's quiet for a long while before he grasps me tightly against him.

"Please do not scare me like that again. I was so worried. There are still a few death eaters on the loose wanting revenge. What if one of them took you. What if you got hurt? What would I do if I lost you Severus?" His face is pressed into my neck. Drops of water slide against my shoulder.

"Sirius?"

"You are my wife. You are the mother of my child. What would I have done Severus? Please don't do that ever again. We've hurt each other enough in the past. Not anymore. Please. I've worked hard to be a good partner for you. I've changed bits of myself so that you will not worry. Just don't leave like that again."

"I'm sorry Sirius. I shouldn't have done that." His lips dot my skin. "I wasn't thinking straight. I was scared. I swear, I will not do anything like that again. Don't cry Sirius. I'm not going anywhere. I promise." He's kissing my pulse point on my wrist. "I was just scared. I'm not… scared about that anymore." When his lips press against mine all of our tension dissolves. This man loves me. He doesn't care about my rickety past. I'm happy. I'm also really tired. I don't move when Sirius gets up. I don't move when he slides pajama pants on me, or when he dresses himself.

I hear a knock on the door, but I don't move even when it opens. Sirius slides into bed on my right side, and Harry places Aster on my chest before sliding into bed on my left side. "She was upset about being excluded. I think she would like to take a nap with us. Sirius is already asleep at my side. One of his arms drapes over my waist. Aster's tiny mouth finds my nipple and drinks contently.

"You just ate, are you still hungry sweetie?" She curls against me.

"You seem move comfortable doing this around us." Harry is pressed against my side and it's warm.

"It's still… embarrassing. But I'll get over it. If she is hungry then I'm going to feed her. It doesn't bother either of you, so it's just me that's embarrassed. So, I'll get over it. It isn't something I should be embarrassed over. It's… normal… right?" Harry kisses my cheek.

"Yes Severus. It's normal. And very adorable watching feed her. Maybe with all of us here you will be able to sleep." He kisses me again before laying more comfortably on the pillow. "If you can't get to sleep, then you can always wake me up. I don't mind Severus." Once the room has gone quiet and Aster has finished drinking, I let my eyes drift close. It's warm. I'm surrounded by people that care about me. I'm surrounded by my family. By people that love me. I have never fallen asleep so easily.