Dobby is a Good Elf
By: Snape the Great
Chapter 1
Dobby is a good elf. Dobby is a loyal elf. Dobby is…
"DOBBY!" an echoing yell rang across the halls and into Dobby's large ears. The tingling sensation of the binding magics enforcing themselves upon Dobby's will made the small elf shudder. Closing his eyes and sending himself away with a loud POP, Dobby dissaperated into the dining hall from where his master had been yelling.
"Master Lucius?" Dobby softly inquired, his eyes focused solely upon the hardwood flooring beneath him.
"I require service- ELF" Lucius spat, remnants of wine and spittle flung from his mouth and across the floor.
"T-today, Master?"
"When else, you stupid animal?"
"O-of course Master, how-how may Dobby be of service?"
"The usual, you filth, and make it fast; I have a meeting I need to sober up for in roughly… two hours' time."
"Yes, M-master Lucius." Collecting himself, Dobby then snapped his fingers, and the chair in which the head of House Malfoy sat lightly floated up off of the floor, slowly spinning around to face away from the table.
As the chair finished its movements and settled back down on the floor, Dobby snapped again, his elven magics swirling around his master and finding purchase upon his dragonhide belt. A soft 'click' was the only sound as the silver belt buckle of a serpentine figure was undone, and the dark leather silently slipped out from around the wizard's waist, floating soundlessly to the floor.
"Goood" Lucius whispered, allowing his servant's magics to gently pull down his silk black trousers, revealing a pair of emerald green undergarments which were removed in tandem not but a moment later.
The feeling of cool air against his skin made Lucius hiss, his once flaccid penis pumping itself full of blood, resulting in an erection the likes he had rarely felt in his life.
Looking down at himself, his cheeks flushed with excitement; there was little more he felt pleasure in than forcing it from others. His veiny cock throbbed as his eyes fell upon his unwilling underling. Slate grey eyes met large brown ones as Lucius forcefully grabbed the back of Dobby's head and brought it towards his engorged member.
After but a moment of haphazard resistance, the small elf proceeded to wrap his tiny hands around the shaft of his master's cock, his fingers only barely touching one another. Pumping once, twice, Dobby brought his lips forward, letting themselves rest upon the large pink tip, mingling his saliva with the leaking pre-seminal fluid.
One pump, another, and Dobby finally opened his mouth, sliding the thick flesh past his teeth and into the back of his tight throat.
The Malfoy patriarch groaned, pushing the elf's head further down along his shaft, its thick circumference barely fitting within the opening made between Dobby's lips. Further, and further, and further yet- a seemingly impossible amount of raw cock slid inside the small house elf, his throat contracting and tightening around the incoming flesh as it made its way down his esophagus.
Tears began to sprout from Dobby's eyes, only to be quickly soaked up by a bush of platinum hair as his face finally made contact with his master's pelvis. An impressive eleven inches had disappeared into the small elf's body, resulting in a noticeable bulge from his neck, where the girth of his master has pushed out the contracting neck muscles as if wanting to escape the tight and warm confines of Dobby's wet throat.
Having pushed in as far as his penis could go, Lucius slid the elf's head back down his cock, only leaving the pulsing head within his mouth. Giving the small creature but a moment's rest, Lucius violently pulled the elf forward along his shaft once more, the walls of Dobby's mouth struggling against the sudden reintrusion.
A wet 'slap' echoed throughout the dining room as Dobby's spit-covered face met the skin around his master's pulsating erection, only for Lucius to once more pull his servant's head back down the length. Down and back, down and back, Lucius aptly controlled Dobby's whole head to bob up and down along the now saliva-lathered penis.
The wet slopping noises continued as Lucius defiled his slave's entire throat, minutes passing before eventually he felt the climax approaching.
One final thrust and Lucius groaned once more as he coated the inside of his servant's mouth and presumably stomach in his thick seed. Convulsing slightly and dazed from his orgasm, Lucius released the elf, who fell to the floor, eyes unfocused as a pool of semen poured out from his mouth.
Allowing several minutes until his high wore off, Lucius eventually stood at attention and, with a flick of his cane, was once more fully dressed, belt and all.
Looking down upon his pitiful servant, Lucius could not help but shiver in disgust. "And clean yourself up; it's unsightly," he finally spoke, before stepping over Dobby's body and walking out through the large oak doors, his boots clicking against the now stone floor.
Dobby was a good elf. Dobby is a loyal elf. Dobby is a sluty elf.