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The women who had been waiting in line broke off into pairs and small groups as Harry Potter clapped his hands, making his way back to his work or quarters. He could feel all their eyes on him as he followed Fleur up the wide stairs and through the grand entrance of the Manor. Towering spiral stairs ascended from the foyer, and inside, framed by columns of white marble, was a room fit for a king. Paintings adorned the walls, and plush furnishings filled the space. Doors and stairs led in every direction, but Fleur guided him up the grand spiral staircase and through a series of smaller rooms. He was already disoriented when Fleur led him to double doors and opened them. Fleur entered the room and pulled back the curtains, allowing light to flood the spacious area.
The room was dominated by a massive bed against one wall, sturdy and adorned with soft fluffy blankets. There was also a seating area with several chairs and a small couch. On one side of the room, there was a large desk and, strangely enough, a Muggle computer. The setup looked powerful, and he was eager to give it a try. He dropped his backpack onto one of the chairs and looked out the window. The view of the rear of the estate was breathtaking. Hills rose behind it, and just beyond the building, there was a beautiful garden with brightly colored flowers, sculpted shrubs, and fruit trees, all scattered amidst vibrant green grass.
He heard the door to the room close and turned to find Fleur, the head housekeeper, twisting a large screw. She turned back to face the room, her eyes on him, and a small smile played on her full lips.
"Mr. Harry," she said, "I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time. There are certain matters of a delicate nature that I believe would be best discussed now."
"Of course, Fleur," he gestured to one of the chairs as he took a seat in another. She graciously nodded and sat down, her posture straight, her hands smoothing nonexistent wrinkles on her dress. He struggled to maintain eye contact. The woman's bosom swayed with each of her movements, and he could only do his best not to stare.
"My master is aware of the great task your family has undertaken here," she said, and he nodded, "and this work requires your utmost attention and focus." She paused then, her eyes searching his face as she continued slowly, "The blessings of children and family will be absent from your life. The work will exact a toll that you cannot comprehend, not at your young age."
"I'm not that young," said Harry Potter, irrationally wishing this remarkable older woman would see him as a man.
"You understand what I'm saying, don't you?" she asked, her gaze seeking his.
"That I will never have a girlfriend, never go on a date, never marry, and never father children with my own name," he said, feeling the sadness touch his face. But his determination held firm. "Those are small prices to pay for a life with a true purpose."
Fleur relaxed, and he saw her face soften, her smile growing. "I'm so glad you're of the same mind as the rest of us. You don't have a girlfriend or a lover... currently?"
He shook his head, suddenly freezing as he remembered what happened the last time he was asked that question. But surely such a thing would never happen with this woman, who stood head and shoulders above any woman he had ever encountered in real life.
"That's perfect," she breathed, and he couldn't help but glance down as he saw her ample nipple pressed against the fabric of her black uniform. "Am I correct in assuming you didn't read the fine print when you accepted your inheritance?"
"It was a bit small," he chuckled, "but I had planned to ask for a copy that I could read in full."
"There is something in that document that pertains to your staff here in the estate, as well as all the employees, including your lawyers. You see, we have devoted our lives and bodies to the same cause as you, Young Master. Each of us serves in our respective roles, be it at home, on the grounds, or in the laboratory; and we were chosen, each and every one, for this role due to our unwavering dedication to the mission, ensuring that our Lord and Master remains free from distractions and desires when he is at work." Her eyes held fire and a promise he dared not believe.
"I'm not sure I understand," he said slowly, and Fleur's eyes blinked as she stood up.
"I believe you do, Young Master," said Harry Potter, watching the slow and graceful movements as Fleur's fingers undid the buttons of her uniform. Slowly, her massive pale breasts were revealed to his eyes, eliciting a strange sound from his throat, almost a squeak. She continued purposefully, removing her top over her shoulders and allowing the fabric to fall around her waist. Her breasts were perfect, heavenly, adorned with a lacy black bra. The only thought that came to his mind was that she resembled a natural version of a porn star. The resemblance intensified as she removed the hairpin, allowing her thick locks to fall freely. "Your staff is yours to command as you see fit, my Lord," she took a step forward, her hands gliding down her sides and pushing the dress down over her wide hips. A matching pair of black lace panties was revealed, "You may release anyone who does not bring you pleasure. I know that some of us are older than others. There are dozens of younger women who would gladly jump at this opportunity... Tell me, my Lord, am I pleasing to you?"
"Yes," he said in a strained voice, realizing he was sinking back into the chair, "Jesus... Fleur, you're not too old at all... you're just a few years older than me... but are you saying... all those women I just met..." He couldn't finish his thought, and when his eyes finally met hers, he saw a satisfied smile on her face as she nodded.
"Each of them would rather be here with you than anywhere else in the world," she breathed, and he realized she was now kneeling before him, "Tomorrow, you will begin your great work, Young Master, but today... today, I have the great honor of satisfying your needs."
She reached out her hand, and he reached up, taking it in his. She pulled him up to his feet, and he realized he was taller than her, her presence and personality seeming so grand. Turning around, she slowly led him towards the bed; he watched as her perfect wide ass swayed from side to side in front of him. His cock was diamond hard in his pants.
"Fleur," he said, feeling like a fool but needing to know, "this isn't part of your job. You don't have to do this." She stopped and turned; concern was evident on her face as she looked into his eyes. She seemed to see something that pleased her, and he felt himself drawn into a passionate kiss, her body pressed against his, making rational thought even more difficult. Then she pulled back, her head held high as she looked into his eyes.
"I have desired you for years, Harry Black. I saw you at Hogwarts, and I knew then that you would likely be chosen.
Each of us hopes to be the type of woman who can captivate your eyes the most, because you are a man we all care so deeply for."
"You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen," said Harry Potter with complete sincerity, "and I still feel like I'm dreaming."
"The dream hasn't started yet," she said, and then she kissed him again, her arms pulling him hungrily, their tongues intertwining. Her kisses were strangely inexperienced for a twenty-three-year-old Veela, and he took the lead in their passionate exchange. He pressed her onto the large bed, and they both sank into the soft duvet and mattress.
"This is my first time," he breathed into her thick hair, feeling a mixture of shame and the need to be honest. She pulled back, and he saw a big grimace on her face.
"It's mine too," she said, and he froze, stunned by her admission. Her grimace tightened and became determined as she rolled on top of him. Her fingers deftly undid the buttons on his shirt and pants, removing the shirt with a grateful motion as the pads of her fingers gently traced his skin. He sat up, reaching with both hands, feeling her sides and sensing her body trembling under his touch. It was only when he looked into her face and she into his that he realized she was just as excited and nervous about what was to come as he was.
His hands slid up her back, and after a failed attempt, he unhooked her lacy black bra. She held the fabric against her breasts before slowly pulling it down and away, revealing her heavy, round body to his hungry gaze. Her nipples were large and hard, surrounded by swollen, soft aureoles. Licking his lips, he reached for them and gripped them in his hands. The sensation was overwhelming, causing his erection to strain against his boxers. Shifting uncomfortably, he was reluctant to remove his hands from her incredible body.
"Let me take care of that," she sighed as her soft hand slid over the fabric covering his cock. Then her hand slipped into his underwear, enveloping his hot shaft with her cool fingers. Her eyes widened, and she looked down, pulling his cock out of his underwear. "Oh, my Lord," she said, her grin widening, "It seems we are blessed threefold." She watched as her hand moved up and down his shaft, while he slid his hand down her flat stomach and into her lace panties.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, turning her face towards him. They kissed, exploring each other's bodies, their hands seeking their most pleasurable spots. "I'm getting closer," he said as her hand worked on the head of his cock, then he felt the pressure loosen and she withdrew.
"I wouldn't let my Lord finish so early in our play," she whispered into his neck.
"Hah! It will take more than once or twice until I'm spent tonight," said Harry Potter, chuckling.
"Then let me watch you cum, Young Master," she said, grinning and pressing herself against his side, licking her lower lip as her hand gripped his cock and began to stroke it. The sight of her large, heavy breasts swaying with the motion of her hand was incredibly sexy, and the feeling of her hand on his cock was amazing. He couldn't hold back any longer. Thick streams of cum shot out of his cock, landing on her tits and his stomach. For a moment, she squirmed in shock, and then she watched as pearly white cum slid through her fingers and over her breasts.
He lay there panting, feeling a tingling in his fingers, as he saw her shyly raise her hand to her mouth, her delicate tongue darting out to taste his cum. His cock immediately hardened again, especially when she turned to him with a delightful surprise. "You taste wonderful, Young Master, not as dreadful as I've heard," she said. Then she leaned forward and began to kiss, lick, and suck the cum from his body, eventually focusing her attention on his cock.
"Oh, Fleur... this is heaven... fuck, it's hot..." Harry exclaimed. Fleur took his cock into her mouth, kneeling at his side, her breasts swaying as she moved up and down. His cock was delighted by her sucking mouth. He felt her throat encompass the tip of his cock, and waves of pleasure washed over him. The scent of her sweet musk filled his senses, and he reached out to grip her firm hips. She gasped in surprise, but then smiled around his cock as she understood what he desired.
Her thigh slid across his face, and he ran his tongue along her outer lips, savoring the taste of her sex and relishing the way her body trembled with pleasure. His tongue delved into her depths, finding the hard nub of her clit. He licked it with a measured rhythm, exploring her depths and swirling around the sensitive flesh. He continued to taste her, building pleasure within her. As she neared orgasm, she couldn't focus on giving him pleasure. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, panting and trembling. In turn, he brought her to the edge of ecstasy. With a cry, her thighs closed around his head, and then she collapsed to the side, gasping, her muscles relaxing.
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