Empire of Evil
Bhakaka
Summary:
After the events at the end of his fifth year, Harry had lost faith in Dumbledore. To his surprise, he is chosen by the supernatural beings Kal Kuh Tah who rule over this universe to be their enforcer on this planet. With the blessings of this evil, Harry becomes the Emperor of all magical world and establishes his Empire of Evil. All his alive opponents are sent to slavery. This is a dark tale of how Harry and his family exploit their slaves.
Notes:
AN:
Trueborn children – Children from wives
Freeborn children – Children from Concubines or with free citizens
Slave Bastards – Children from slaves
Chapter 1: In the Past
Chapter Text
The multiverse is ruled by many powers. These supernatural power beings created life according to their imagination and dreams, resulting in the creation of so many different universes. The present universe that we are living in was created by a group of supernatural beings named Kal Kuh Tah. For all intent and purposes they were Gods of this universe. They created many intelligent species on different planets. Most of these civilizations were highly advanced. If compared, Earth would be considered to be in an era of dinosaurs. The Gods of Kal Kuh Tah were mostly in love with their creations. They cared about them and helped them advance. But they also had a sense of mischief and had fun with their creations from time to time.
The Gods gifted magic to a few humans on Earth thousands of years ago. That is how wizards and witches came into existence on this planet. The Gods have watched their progress through out these years as they increased their numbers. But lately they have been disappointed with how things were going. First Grindelwald and now Voldemort had brought them on the brink of another war. The Gods had not interfered with the magical population in the past, but this time they did. They have seen the future. They know that if they do not intervene in this civil war, it will not just end the magical population in Britain, but all of Earth. So, they decided to interfere but also thought that why not have some fun while they were at it. They decided to create a dystopian world and see how humans take things from there. For that a wizard must be chosen and gifted extraordinary magical powers to defeat Voldemort and Dumbledore and establish a new world order to rule over all the magical species on Earth. He will rule them as their first Emperor. After observing multiple wizards and assessing them, they chose one Harry James Potter.
The Gods visited Harry at the Dursley's before the beginning of his sixth year. The events of the past year and particularly Sirius's death had made Harry lose faith in Dumbledore. The elder Gods explained their proposal to Harry. They told him that he will rule over all of magical Earth and will be the lord of seven most powerful magical houses, Peverell, Potter, Black, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Thus, he will be known as Emperor Harry Hufflepuff Potter Black Ravenclaw Gryffindor Slytherin Peverell.
To ensure succession in this new empire, for each house he must take a wife. None of his wives will hold the title of Empress but would hold the title of Lady of one of the seven houses. Each of his wives will be able to give birth to as many children as he desires but only one male child.
Once they come of age and get married, his seven sons from his seven wives will rule as Governors over seven continents,. His sons will hold the title of Prince of their respective house until they become Continental Governors. His trueborn daughters will hold the title of ladies of their respective house and will be married to heirs of various noble houses in his Empire.
Harry will also be free to take as many concubines and pleasure slaves as he desires. His children from his concubines will not take his surname and will not hold any titles but will be free citizens. Once they come of age, they will swear an oath of loyalty to any one of his seven heirs and will be given important administrative roles in the Empire. The idea behind it was that Harry's heirs will get loyal people in their administrations in the form of their half brothers and sisters. Of course, Harry and his wives and concubines will have to instill these values about family, loyalty and duty in their children. Any children from Harry's slaves however won't be free citizens and will continue to be slaves of his family.
Unlike him, his heirs will get to marry only once, but will be able to take as many concubines and pleasure slaves as they desire. Like him, they will also have a single male heir from their marriage. This will prevent any unnecessary battle of succession. After Harry's death or retirement, each continent will turn into an individual kingdom ruled by his trueborn sons. His powers will pass on to his heirs to enable them to rule wisely over their respective continent Kingdoms.
Harry listened to the Gods and agreed. In the past few days, he understood that Dumbledore and Voldemort represented two extremes. The future of the magical world lied somewhere between these two. Harry liked the idea of a monarchy where the people will be ruled by a monarch with the help of nobility. This system has worked for hundreds of years in the past for muggles. Democracy in his opinion, brought unnecessary opinions and debate from the commoners.
Regarding the multiple marriages, concubines and slaves, he was ecstatic. He was looking forward to have a large harem of beautiful women who will serve at his pleasure. He was also happy that he was finally getting a family of his own. He would never be lonely. In the back of his mind, he always wanted a big family, but what was on offer was beyond his wildest dreams. But he knew, that this was once in a lifetime chance for him to be free and finally take control of things.
After being blessed with extraordinary magical powers, Harry invited the magical press and declared himself the new Emperor of the magical world. He gave all magical species an ultimatum of thirty days, warning them of a war after that. The Centaurs were the first to join him, having seen the future already in the stars. Goblins were next, followed by Vampires and Elves. Most witches and wizards were now aware of the tides and one by one ministries and kingdoms across the world declared their merger into Harry's Empire. By the end of the third week, almost 95 percent of the magical population accepted Harry as their Emperor. In desperation, Dumbledore and Voldemort decided to join hands to defeat Harry. But this move proved counterproductive to them. Some of their most loyal followers lost faith in them and decided to deflect and join Harry's new magical Empire instead. Harry decided that this was the perfect time to strike. He went with his army to Riddle Manor and easily defeated Voldemort and Dumbledore. Harry destroyed all horcruxes and then executed Dumbledore and Voldemort. He ordered all of their captured followers and anyone else across the globe who opposed him to be sent into slavery and declared a law for it. Slavery became legal in magical world. Harry kept a number of slaves for his family and work. The rest were auctioned to the noble families.
The law allowed nobles to own and trade slaves. The common free citizens, however were not allowed to own a slave.
It was illegal to kill a slave or injure them resulting in a life threatening condition, permanent injury or amputation, but everything else was allowed. The exception was the Emperor and his seven heirs who could even kill slaves if they wished. All slaves were forced to drink a potion that ended their command over their own body. They still had their mind free and could think on their own, understand what's happening to them, but their bodies now reacted to the orders of their masters.
At sixteen, Harry was the emperor of all the Magical world. He established his capital in London. Harry personally met many muggle Heads of State and briefed them about the changes in the Magical world. He assured them of his new administration's cooperation with the muggles and told them that the muggles had nothing to fear from his Empire. Harry put an end to all blood prejudices and made strict laws against them. All ancient families were given land, wealth and power along with many muggleborns who helped Harry and together they formed the new nobility in Harry's Empire.
Harry distributed the continents among the seven Houses
House of Potter Australia
House of Slytherin Africa
House of Peverell Europe
House of Gryffindor South America
House of Hufflepuff Antarctica
House of Ravenclaw Asia
House of Black North America
Antarctica, though hardly had any muggle population but was home to a large number of witches, wizards and other magical creatures who lived there.
With peace established in all of magical world, Harry decided that it was the right time for him to get married. The Gods told him that the first child from his wives will always be a male. Harry wanted all his heirs to be close in age so he thought that there was no point in waiting and took seven wives within a year. Harry gave each of his wives the title of Lady of a particular house. Harry soon became father to his seven heirs.
As soon as any of Harry's trueborn children were born Harry signed a marriage contract for them with the heirs (for his daughters) and trueborn daughters (for his sons) of the various noble Houses. Harry believed that these matrimonial alliances will be beneficial in keeping a check on the loyalty of powerful magical families to his Empire.
After many years the Royal Family had the following members.
Emperor Harry Hufflepuff Potter Black Ravenclaw Gryffindor Slytherin Peverell, 32
Lady Daphne Slytherin nee Greengrass, 32
1. Prince Thierry Harry Slytherin, 15
2. Lady Amara Slytherin, 12
Lady Hermione Gryffindor nee Granger, 33
1. Prince James Harry Gryffindor, 15
2. Lady Lilly Gryffindor, 14
3. Lady Tulip Gryffindor, 13
4. Lady Jasmine Gryffindor, 6
Lady Penelope Ravenclaw nee Clearwater, 37
1. Prince Odin Harry Ravenclaw, 15
Lady Megan Hufflepuff nee Jones, 33
1. Prince Micah Harry Hufflepuff, 15
2. Lady Sheila Hufflepuff, 12
3. Lady Wylla Hufflepuff 11
4. Lady Ruby Hufflepuff, 8
5. Lady Anita Hufflepuff, 6
6. Lady Jessica Hufflepuff, 3
7. Lady Milly Hufflepuff, 1
Lady Tracey Black nee Davies, 33
1. Prince Orion Harry Black, 15
2. Lady Carina Black, 14
Lady Katie Potter nee Bell, 34
1. Prince Michael Harry Potter, 14
2. Lady Amber Potter, 13
3. Lady Lilith Potter, 10
4. Lady Angela Potter, 4
Lady Luna Peverell nee Lovegood, 31
1. Prince Apollo Harry Peverell, 15
2. Lady Minerva Peverell, 8
Since his coronation Harry had taken 14 concubines throughout the years and had many freeborn children with them. Harry loved them in his own way, not like his seven wives and trueborn children but he cared for them and gave them his time. Harry never forced anyone to be his concubine, except his first, Fleur. But the girls who entered into the agreement knew that despite their concubine status they will still lead a very rich and comfortable life. Apart from that any children they have with Harry will also get high administrative posts in the seven continental kingdoms in future. This is why they willingly entered into this arrangement with Harry.
Harry also had many bastards from a number of slaves. But Harry didn't care for them and never felt any emotional attachment towards them, rather he was very cruel towards them. They were treated like all the other slaves despite their parentage. Although a record was maintained to list all the slave bastards that Harry sired. Harry always took care that he didn't end up taking one of his bastards to his bed for pleasure. He despised the idea of parent-child incest. Although he didn't mind if his Princes took one of his bastards for their pleasure. Harry allowed his heirs to take slaves and concubines once they were fifteen. Although the concubines had to be vetted by his wives and cannot be more than two before the heirs turn seventeen and get married to their betrothed. The concubines will also have to take mandatory contraceptive potions as they were not allowed to have children until the princes get married and have their trueborn heirs from their wives. But again, there were no such rules for the slaves. So, his princes could sire bastards of their own.
Harry also strongly believed in patriarchy. His trueborn daughters knew from an early age that they will never hold true power. They had money and wealth in their names and they may have influence over their future husbands or have ears of their trueborn brothers and father but that was it. Their fate was to get married and give trueborn heirs to their future husbands.
Chapter 2: Ron I
Notes:
AN:
This is a dark tale. Please read the tag warnings. I do not condone the acts that happen in this story. It is merely a fantasy story dealing with a dystopian world. If you are uncomfortable with the warnings, please do not read any further. The next few chapters will show instances that take place on the same day but on different locations, time and with the point of view of different characters.
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Ron I
I sigh as I clean the large window panes of Master Scorpius' room. Master Scorpius often gets his room in a mess while he's experimenting with his potions. Ideally it should take me a whole day to clean all of this manually. But no, I have to do it before Master Scorpius returns from school or else, I will be punished. I could clean all of this in an instant with magic, but I don't have a wand, no slave has. I curse as I pick up the green slime attached to the glass panes and put them in the large bins.
Memories of the past flash in my mind. My life turned upside down at the end of my fifth year. Out of all the people, the blasted Gods had to choose Harry. Harry who was once my best friend. I admit that my family, especially my parents were too stupid to not see where the wind was blowing. I went along with my family to fight against Harry, but what else I could do? I was a mere teenager back then and the thought of betraying my family was something I could never think of at that time. My family was defiantly in support of that old fart Dumbledore till Harry had him hanged, drawn and quartered from the Gringotts building.
We knew that we lost, but I was still in hope of mercy from Harry. We were like brothers. My mother saw Harry as her own son and our family had always given him the love and shelter, he so deeply craved. I mean, at least we all acted in that way. But all of our hopes were shattered because of that filthy mudblood bitch Hermione Granger. As soon as the war ended, she brought all the evidences against us in front of Harry.
My family had been Dumbledore's stooges from the very start. In his quest to control Harry, he asked us to welcome Harry into our family and asked all the Weasley children to befriend Harry at the school. Dumbledore asked me to try to be his best friend as we were in the same year. We started well, I successfully prejudiced Harry against Slytherins to such an extent that he refused Malfoy's hand in friendship, even though Malfoy was genuine in his desire to be friends with Harry.
He even tried to warn Harry against my family in a subtle way but Harry trusted in me blindly back then. When Harry grew close to Hermione after the troll incident in our first year, Dumbledore asked me to befriend her. In our second year he asked our family to start dosing Harry and Hermione with a special love potion. This love potion didn't work immediately, but over years created an illusion of love for a person. Dumbledore wanted Harry to fall in love with my sister Ginny and Hermione to fall in love with me so that Harry and Hermione could never be together.
I was not in love with that mudblood bitch. I just acted like I had some hidden feelings for her and the love potion made Hermione believe that she also had feelings for me. But the truth is I always had a crush over Lavender Brown and over the years it turned into love. Lav always supported me and even went to war with me against Harry's imperial army.
When Harry came to know of our treachery, he sent my whole family into slavery. He was so impressed with that bitch Hermione's loyalty that he proposed her to be his second wife after marrying Daphne Greengrass and gave her the title of Lady Gryffindor upon marriage.
But Harry wasn't satisfied with just sending us into slavery. Harry dissolved my brother Bill's engagement with his fiancé Fleur Delacour. To add salt to our wounds, Harry offered her an agreement to be his first concubine. On paper, Harry didn't force her, but she didn't have any choice but to accept Harry's offer. Her parents were killed by Voldemort's men and they left a large debt for her to pay. Even with her job at Gringotts, she was in no position to pay it back. She also had the responsibility of her younger sister's education and upbringing until she completed school and got a job of her own. She loved Bill, but she could not marry him as he was a slave now. So, she agreed to Harry's offer and became the first concubine in his harem.
My father was sent to the Vampire farms where Vampires extracted human blood from war criminals and stored it for future use. He was fed like pigs to produce as much blood as possible and his blood was taken on a daily basis. He couldn't survive this ordeal for long and succumbed in a few weeks.
Harry took my sister Ginny as his personal pleasure slave but after some time when she got pregnant with his child, he got bored of her and started sharing her with his new friends and loyal followers who raped her whenever they wished. She had given birth to multiple children over the years. She knew that Harry was the father of her oldest, a daughter, but for the rest of her children, even she cannot tell who their father is as she was being raped by multiple men at the same time.
My mother was sent to the Nott family who continue to torture her till this day. Just like her, the rest of my family members also went to different families where they continue to be slaves. After some time, few of them were assigned various duties in the slave labour camps.
Charlie was the only one in our family who faired a little better than the rest of us. He always voiced his opinion against Dumbledore's plan to control Harry and never participated in any of his schemes. That is why, he left England and went to Romania. He pleaded his innocence but he knew that although he didn't act against Harry, his silence had also made him complicit. Harry was a bit sympathetic, so he took him as the slave of House Hufflepuff. He still had to work hard over there and was punished with a slap or two if he did a mistake but Lady Megan and her children were not into torture and violence. Lady Megan only raised her hand on him if he did a mistake in public which was extremely rare. Her children also never treated Charlie badly.
As for me, Harry wanted to rub in to my humiliation, so he sent me to the one family who I absolutely abhorred, The Malfoys. After the fiasco at Ministry of Magic at the end of our fifth year, Narcissa and Draco were clear that nobody was safe under the reign of Voldemort, not even his most loyal followers. Lucius understood it too. Together they started planning Voldemort's downfall. But they knew Dumbledore was no good either, he was another power hungry despot hiding his true colours for the time being. Then suddenly Harry's announcement of the 30 days ultimatum came. The Malfoys saw this as a perfect opportunity. They contacted Andromeda Tonks and requested an audience with Harry. They apologized for all their crimes and mistakes against Harry and his family in the past. They offered all the information about Voldemort and his followers in exchange of Harry's pardon and refuge. Harry pardoned them and the Malfoys took an unbreakable vow of loyalty towards Harry and his future family.
After our defeat in the war, Draco took me as his personal slave, not for pleasure but for torture. He was now the head of the Malfoy family and business, since Harry pardoned Lucius with the condition that he will take an early retirement from the Malfoy family business and serve in his empire as a diplomat instead.
Lavender fell pregnant with twins during the war and soon I became father to Hugo and Rose. Although we didn't plan on it but Lavender fell pregnant again very soon after the birth of the twins. In the slave stables, sex was the only time we could forget about everything happening to us. It was our only comfort in this diabolical world. As slaves didn't get access to any kind of birth control, it was kind of inevitable. So, ten months after the birth of our twins, we became parents to our third child, a son we named Joseph.
Just a month after Joe's birth, Lavender and I were put inside different cells in different buildings. The children remained with her. I still got to see them during the day when we worked with other slaves and had to perform manual labour. But during the night, I was sent to my solitary cell.
Our children were separated from us as soon as they entered their teens and were sent to the palace for their grooming to become the personal pleasure slaves of one of Harry's Princes. I prayed day and night that they end up in the service of the Hufflepuff Prince. Out of all the seven heirs, he was the kindest and most empathetic in the whole family. Prince Micah had never hurt a slave in his life and even saved many slave lives from the tyranny of his family.
But when has luck ever favoured me. My eldest two children went to that sadist Prince Thierry. Along with his trueborn half-brothers Prince Orion and Prince James, they were known as the Terror trio among slaves. They inherited all of Harry's cruelty. That despot Thierry frequently organized the gangrapes of my eldest children with his friends and trueborn half-brothers. He even forced Lavender and me to watch one. Now my only hope is that my youngest doesn't end up in the service of the terror trio. I have heard from other slaves that his training to become a pleasure slave is complete and he will be soon taken by one of Harry's princes.
Suddenly, I hear some commotion from outside. I look back and see my nemesis walking inside. Draco Malfoy, my master. I immediately take the slave position with my bowed head and look at his expensive dragon leather shoes. Master Draco raises my chin with his gloved hands and looks me in the eye.
"After all these years, it's still so satisfying to watch you like this. Isn't it Weasel?"
Master says and I smile foolishly and reply, "Yes Master, your slave is so happy to serve you and your great noble family.".
His other hand reaches my back and presses over the deep cut. I flinch with pain but keep that smiling look on my face. Master Draco lashed me a week back for spilling the tea while serving it to Mistress Astoria and her friends. It was not my fault. I couldn't help it; Master Scorpius tested his experimental potions on my hands earlier that day and I had severe burns from it. Despite my best efforts the tray slipped out of my hands.
"Such a mess, what were you doing all day, why is it still not clean! Answer me, you filthy slave" He slaps me hard across the face and I fall to the ground.
"You will get punished for this, strip slave." He snarled.
"Master, please, I will clean all of it, Master please", I beg for mercy.
"Don't try my patience slave or I will double your punishment, ten lashes should be enough for now".
Reluctantly I strip out of the loincloth I was wearing and bring that familiar leather whip to my master. I try to cover my castration with my hands, but master removes my hands and looks at it with glee.
My master planned the whole thing. I didn't exactly know what was about to happen to me until that fateful day but I had my doubts. Exactly a year before that day, my master called me and ordered me that I was not to have a haircut until he told me to do so, which was unusual for a male slave belonging to the Malfoys since all of them were made skinhead. But I didn't give it much of a thought at that point. I began to have doubts two months later when suddenly I was made to take unknown daily potions at night before I went to sleep.
It started with the disappearance of my facial hair which progressed to losing out my body hairs at other places. Only the hair on my head and my pubes remained. I freaked out when I started to grow breasts, my nipples enlarged in area and they became more sensitive. They were small but clearly visible on my lean frame.
I understood then that they were performing some hormonal changes on me to make me a female or something like that. I was enraged but I had no choice but to go through with it. With my smooth hairless body and my long hair, I now looked like a taller version of my sister. It was extremely hard for Lavender and the kids to watch me like this. But the worst was yet to come. One day, I was called early morning and was flooed to the hospital. The healer told me to lie down and gave me a potion to drink. I drank it and immediately fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was hazy and it felt like that I have woken up from the worst hangover of my life. I was behind a curtain and wrapped up in some sort of sheet. Beyond the curtain there was noticeable commotion. It turned out that it was Emperor's birthday and we were at the palace for the party.
My master levitated me at the centre of the ball room and with a flick of his wand, the sheet wrapped around me dropped and I stood there stark naked in front of hundreds of guests. That's when I yelled after realizing what has happened. I was castrated and not just that but I was surgically made to have female genitalia. I was later told that it's not an actual vagina, but rather a body modification where an orifice was created between my anus and my erstwhile balls with outer lips that looked like vagina made from skin grafting. The orifice led to a deep pipe shaped empty space within my body created by relocating the insides of my body.
My master presented me as his gift to the Emperor. I was Malfoy's gift for Harry. When I looked up to Harry, his face was like Christmas has come early. He came up to me and whispered in my ear, "Tonight, you are mine Weasel." Harry roughly grabbed my long hair and dragged me to his personal wing.
In all my years as a slave, my master never sexually assaulted me. Master Draco was more into physical torture, whipping, cutting, burning etcetera. But that night, Harry raped me. He didn't even bother with the slavery potion which forces the slaves to be obedient to their masters. Harry had developed great physical strength over all these years. He wanted me to fight, to resist and I did my best to stop him but I was no match for his brute physical strength. It was obvious that the hormonal changes had decreased my physical strength that is generally associated with a male adult. Harry ravaged me all night and my screams could be heard from every corner of the palace.
Harry admired my master's present with great regard. Harry was so happy with Mater Draco that he gifted him another marriage contract for his son Scorpius. Master Scorpius would now get to marry not one but two trueborn daughters of the Emperor which puts the Malfoy family in a unique league of power and influence in the empire.
"Turn around" Slash
I feel the first lash on my back and cry in pain, Slash another lash and tears come in my eyes. I beg Master but he continues with six more and then asks me to face him and I get two more on my chest.
"I hope you remember this and now clean the room before Scorpius arrives. He is going to the palace tonight. Prince Thierry invited him and others to a party, you see. And guess what, your filthy children will be the party's entertainment tonight."
I watch in horror as Master went on about how another gangrape of my eldest children was being organised. I cry, because there is nothing I can do to stop it. None of us can.
Chapter 3: Hugo Weasley I
Notes:
In the story's chronological timeline, the events of this chapter are happening a few hours before the events mentioned in the previous chapter, but on the same day.
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Hugo Weasley I
I woke up as I felt Prince Thierry turning over in his sleep next to me in his large king size bed. Blinking my eyes, I can just see through the large bedroom window that it is still early in the morning, almost dawn. Silently, making sure not to disturb Prince Thierry in anyway, I slip my naked body off the bed and carefully step over the prince's two other naked pleasure slaves, who are curled up asleep on the floor together.
I make my way to the slave closet located in the back of the spacious on-suite bathroom. It has a basic toilet for all Prince Thierry's pleasure slaves to use during the night. Hurrying, knowing there is very little time to waste, I squat down to ensure I don't spray any of my urine on the floor around me as I empty my bladder and bowels into it. I can hear Prince Thierry murmuring softly now, not yet awake but I know it will only be moments before he opens his eyes. Terrified I will be too late, I quickly clean my insides with the automatic douche machine. I run back into the bedroom and carefully crawl under the bed covers and kneel between his stretched legs.
And then softly, with my hands clasped behind, I gently suck his semi-erect penis between my lips, taking him gently all the way into my mouth as I begin giving Prince Thierry his morning blow job.
Within seconds Prince Thierry sighs and instantly starts urinating, the jet of pungent warm liquid spraying the back of my throat and filling my mouth. I swallow it all down quickly, making sure none spills from my lips sealed tightly around the base of his thick penis. Finally, Prince Thierry shudders and exhales softly as the last few drops of urine spurts from his penis, and I slide the tip of my tongue over the top of his glans and then under the flesh of his long receding foreskin to clean out any leftover slimy residue collected during the night.
"Yes, that's nice slave. Just stay there and keep sucking for a bit longer." Prince Thierry mutters contentedly, his uncircumcised penis unfurling, thickening and lengthening slowly to its fully erect state in my mouth. Moaning with pleasure, running both hands through my red hair he enjoys the fellatio. I can hear Rose and Lucy rising up beside the bed. And even though I can't see them because of the bed sheets covering me, I know they have assumed the mandatory slave position.
They will be standing next to the bed, their feet wide apart, their hands clasped behind their backs and their heads bowed low with their chins touching their chests. Suddenly Prince Thierry throws the coverings off, and I obediently look up over his hairy stomach and chest into his rugged face and his dark grey eyes.
At 15, Prince Thierry is 6' tall and a year younger than me. He has thick black hair. He has a muscular body with a good appearance of growth of dark black hair on his chest that trails down pass his navel to his very densely haired groin. His dick was big too, about seven and a half inches long when erect, and very thick. His balls were large, the size of large walnuts and hairy.
Obediently I continue to look up into his face, forcing myself to smile sensually as his thick erection stretches me wide. I watch obediently as he gestures for Rose, my 16-year-old twin sister, to get on the bed next to him on her back.
It is a morning routine. Since Prince Thierry brought us to be his personal sex slaves, every morning he will wake up, lie back in his bed and thoroughly enjoy the intense oral pleasures that Rose, Lucy and I lavish upon his naked body. As Prince Thierry now fondles my sister's large breasts and slowly fingers her shaved pussy, I continue sucking Prince Thierry's thick penis, bobbing my head up and down, taking its long length all the way to my throat. As always, I keep my eyes focused on his face, awaiting his signal for me to stop and quickly climb on top of Rose's naked body.
"Okay slave. You can start fucking your little sister now, and both of you had better put on a good show." Prince Thierry says as he lets go of my sister's wet pussy and pushes my slurping mouth off his own throbbing cock. Immediately I crawl up and position myself between Rose's outstretched legs, and grabbing her ankles, I place them over my shoulders as I lower my 6' 2" tall, hairless body on top of her. There is nothing subtle in what we do. I wrap my arms under my twin sister's back, tightly hug her smooth naked teenage body against my chest, push my hips down, and feel my slim fully erect six-inch penis slide all the way up her willing pussy. Then I start fucking her as hard as I can. Rose responds as enthusiastically as she can, humping her arse to meet my thrusts, and Prince Thierry looks on as we fuck, smiling lewdly as my twin sister and I moan and groan. We fuck like two perverted incestual lovers for our master's early morning entertainment. To Prince Thierry, this is just another form of entertainment.
"That's it. Oh yeah, that's a good slave, Weasel. But I want you to fuck her harder. Slam into your little sister as hard as you can! Give her a damn good pounding and start kissing like the perverted freaks you are!" Prince Thierry murmurs, slowly stroking his own cock as he watches us, his voice full of excitement. I have no choice but to obey. I pick up my fuck pace, a furious pussy-fucking that bounces and jiggles my twin sister under me in a violent manner.
I sadly look into Rose's face, into her sad eyes and see that she is as accepting of our situation as I am. We both know, we are now nothing more than Prince Thierry's sex slaves, and being siblings means absolutely nothing. We are not allowed to speak to each other, so I say nothing as I quickly lock my lips around Rose's and slip my tongue into her mouth. And it is at times like this that I am very grateful that both Rose and I have taken the slavery potion, controlling our bodies. Also, Prince Thierry has permanently set our pleasure modes at 'high', which means our bodies are in a constant state of arousal.
This also means our anuses or vaginas will accept any large-sized objects without too much discomfort, no matter the size, and the muscles of our anal and vaginal passages will instantly respond by milking them as they are forced in and out of us.
I can feel her vaginal muscles squeezing tightly around my length. It is difficult to not enjoy the incredible feeling my sister is giving me as I continue to fuck her with all my might. Yes, she is my twin sister and I feel humiliated and ashamed at what we are made to do to each other. But we are also Prince Thierry's personal pleasure slaves, and we must obey him.
"Oh yeah, that's very nice! You're both getting me all pumped up. Now slam her even harder Weasel! Crush your little sister into the mattress. Make her squeal real loud for me, as if you were raping her" Prince Thierry orders as he moves his naked hairy body closer to us. Neither Rose nor I have any choice but to obey. Rose suddenly begins acting as if I am seriously hurting her. She begins weeping and crying out as I picked up the speed of my fucking. She sobs uncontrollably as I fuck her viciously, my hips driving her deeper into the mattress beneath us as my cock pistons brutally in and out of her. To Prince Thierry, we must have looked exquisitely erotic as we eagerly and enthusiastically performed for him. I can sense he is totally turned on by my smooth muscled body covered in a thin layer of sweat as I lay on top of my sister, fucking her with all my might. I can tell Prince Thierry is getting impatient for us to hurry up and finish so he can finally fuck me.
I look at Rose lying there under me, I listen as she weeps and moan, her pleading voice muffled by my lips pressed firmly against her mouth. To my shame, it doesn't take long for me to reach that state of no return, and I feel my hairless balls begin to tighten up and ready to blast my spunk up my little sister's vagina, and still fucking as hard as I can I quickly turn my head towards Prince Thierry.
"Master, my tiny penis is feeling really good now, Master! Master, may I spurt my impotent semen, Master?" I grunt out loudly, while looking Prince Thierry in the eyes.
"Okay, Weasel. Go ahead and fill your sister's womb with your spunk. And let's hope this time you can get her pregnant. I mean, after all those many times you've fucked her, she should be starting to show by now, don't you think? Now hurry the fuck up!" Prince Thierry chuckles as he watches me fucking Rose hard.
"Master, thank you so much, Master! Master, going to shoot lots of spunk up my sister's vagina for you now, Master! Master, oh thank you, Master!" I gasp and groan over and over again as I pick up my fuck-pace even more. My orgasm is intense. I am left breathless and on the verge of fainting as I ejaculate deeply inside Rose.
"Nice performance. But you really didn't show me how much you truly loved fucking your little sister's pussy, Weasel." Prince Thierry says thoughtfully, a sardonic lilt to his voice as he watches me pull my semi-erect dick from Rose's vagina and quickly kiss and lick my way down my sister's young firm teenage body. Once I reach Rose's pussy lips, I take them onto my mouth and start sucking her off. Within minutes she is spasming on the bed, her legs squirming, her body quivering as my tongue tickles the swollen lips. Rose is moaning and groaning, and suddenly she turns her head towards Prince Thierry as she starts humping her pussy up my sucking, slurping mouth.
"Master, about to spurt lots of baby girl juices for you, Master! Master, may I shoot my baby girl juices for you, please Master?" my sister stutters in a high-pitched trembling voice as she holds my head tightly and thrusts her pussy on my sucking mouth.
"Okay, little slave bitch! You can blast away. Fill your big brother's mouth with your cum for me!" Prince Thierry says, now impatient and wanting us to hurry up.
Rose's orgasm is powerful. She moans loudly as she came, blasting out enormous amounts of her juices splashing the back of my throat.
But I don't swallow it as she continues to shake and shudder under me. I keep it in my mouth even as I squeeze the last of her cum out of her pussy with my lips and tongue, before quickly lifting her legs back up onto my shoulders, angling my cum-filled mouth down to her puffed up, red pussy, and start sucking out the huge amounts of sperm I'd deposited there earlier.
This time it is my own cum that fill my mouth to mix with Rose's. I swirl it around, not allowing myself to swallow, and suck even harder on her pussy to get as much out as I can. Finally, I lift my head and face Prince Thierry, and opening my mouth wide, I show him how much cum both Rose and I have produced for him this morning.
"That's good whores! Now it's my turn! You know what to do, so hurry the fuck up, cunt!" Prince Thierry says as he watches me quickly crawl out from beneath my sister's raised legs and then lie down on my back with my arms stretched out way above my head. And like every other morning, I raise my legs into the air, parting them as I watch Prince Thierry grabbing my ankles and placing them over his shoulders.
Once again, I open my mouth as wide as possible and watch as Prince Thierry dips three of his fingers into the thick mass of cum pooled at the back of my throat. Quickly he lubes his cock up with it, and then dips his three fingers back into my mouth to scoop up a large amount which he slides up my receptive anus.
"You can swallow the rest of it now, Weasel!" he says as he positions the head of his penis at the entrance to my anus. Immediately I feel his dick all the way in one hard push. My anus opens up completely, stretching wide to encompass Prince Thierry's penis in a tight firm massaging grip.
"Didn't think you'd end up being my personal fuck-toy, did you Weasel?" Prince Thierry sneered as he begins to fuck me as hard as he can.
"Just imagine, son of the infamous Ron Weasley and that whore Lavender Brown, now my slave and lying on his back, letting me fuck him up his hungry tight ass!" Prince Thierry grunts as he pounds his dick into me. He takes his time, enjoying the fact I am his slave, and that I can do nothing to stop him ravaging my body.
"Got to tell you Weasel? You look so good when you're being fucked by all my friends. Oh yeah indeed, it really turns me on. Can't wait until tonight when they all get here for another one of our gangbang sessions." Prince Thierry grunts excitedly as he slams even harder up my ass. Unable to do anything, I lay there and feel his cock pulsing and throbbing hugely as he pounds it in and out of me, and in between breaths, he loudly proclaims I am nothing but a fucking faggot-whore.
My humiliation is deep, and I know he is right. There is nothing I can do but submit to his and all his friends' perverted lusts and perform like the faggot he wants me to be. If I could cry I would, but the slavery potion won't let me. It forces me to smile up lovingly into my master's face and thank him over and over again for making me into his personal faggot whore.
Suddenly Prince Thierry's alarm clock went off next to the bed, a loud shrill ring that indicates it is time for Prince Thierry to get up, shower and ready himself for another busy school day.
"Oh shit! Well, we can finish this off in the shower as you wash me, I suppose." Prince Thierry says as he removes his raging cock from my anus with a loud pop, and stretches his limbs as he stands up.
Lucy, Prince Thierry's other pleasure slave, and my cousin from my Uncle Percy immediately races into the master's bathroom, turns on the shower taps and adjusts the water temperature to just the way Prince Thierry likes it. Rose has also moved off the bed and is already waiting for Prince Thierry to step into the centre of the very large showering area, soap and wash cloth in hand. Just as quickly I hurry under the fine spray of warm flowing water and as Prince Thierry steps under it as well, I begin soaping up his chest, stomach and under his arm pits as Rose washes his back and applies shampoo to the master's wet hair.
Quickly we scrub him clean, and as I wash the foaming suds off the front of his body, I lean forward and run the flat of my tongue over his hairy skin to make sure I have thoroughly cleaned every inch of his fit muscled body.
My little sister is doing the same to his back, and as I wash and lick under Prince Thierry's armpits, I can see Rose has now dropped to her knees and is burying her face deep into the cleft of the master's hairy arse cheeks cleaning his anus with her skilled tongue.
"Now get on your knees, Weasel! And be quick about it!" Prince Thierry orders me, and immediately I drop to my knees and take his rock-hard penis into my mouth, I start sucking him off as firmly and pleasurably as I can, while at the same time, soaping up his hairy crotch and large balls. As always, I look up into his face as I suck his penis and wash all around his groin.
"Get back on your feet and turn around, bend over and grab your ankles. I don't mind the blow job you were giving me, but I'd much rather fuck your ass. Now hurry up!" Prince Thierry says to me as he pushes my mouth away from his throbbing cock. Obediently I do as I am instructed, and once I am in the position he wants, spreading my feet as wide apart for him so that my anus is lined up directly with his penis, I feel him open me up and drive the full length of his erect organ into my stretching anus as ruthlessly as he'd done earlier.
"Fucking slave! Fucking your sloppy loose ass real hard now, Cunt! Yeah, that feels great! Push back, that's it! Now squeeze those muscles nice and tight... Oh yeah! Harder bitch, push back harder!"
Prince Thierry says as he reaches over my back to hold on tightly to my shoulders and repeatedly slams his hips forward as hard as he can. I can feel his big hairy balls slapping against my own
hairless low hanging testicles as he fucks me, and as I stand bent over holding my ankles, my feet spread wide apart, pushing my arse back in time with Prince Thierry's fucking motions, he gestures for Lucy to stand in front of me. Immediately I lift my face up level with my cousin Lucy's leaking pussy, and suck her off at the same time Prince Thierry fucks me. Within minutes Prince Thierry is shaking all over, and I can feel his cock expanding largely deep inside my arse. He is on the verge, ready to unload his royal semen into me, and as Lucy also senses our master's encroaching orgasm, she steadies herself too, ready to ejaculate into my mouth at the same time. Within seconds I am flooded from both ends and filled with their juices, and as Prince Thierry pulls his semi-flaccid cock out of me, I instantly turn around, get back on my knees and take his now sensitive limp penis back into my mouth and gently suck his fleshy organ clean.
"Good boy, now help Lucy dry me, and then have a quick shower as well. You can dry yourself with my used towels and when you're finished you can help Lucy and Rose dress me for school." Prince Thierry says as he steps out of the spray of the shower, letting Lucy and I dry him with two large fluffy white towels. Quickly I wash myself as instructed and once I have used Prince Thierry's towel to dry myself, I hurry out to the bedroom to help Lucy and Rose dress Prince Thierry for school.
Suddenly Prince Thierry grabs my chin, and looking into my face, he stares me in the eyes.
"While I'm at school today, you and your slut of a sister are going to spend the entire day sucking and fucking each other. No breaks. She is fertile today. The Empire needs more slaves and its time your bitch sister gets knocked up. I will try to find time to fuck her but you know how busy I am with all the Royal duties and school. So, I give you a month. If she is not pregnant by either of us within a month, I will send her to the werewolf miners for a gangbang during full moon who will surely knock her up with a mixed breed abomination. So, you better not disappoint me." Prince Thierry said menacingly.
"Also, you'll once again be meeting all my friends tonight, so I expect you to be on your best behaviour and do exactly what you're told. Understand, Weasel?" he states, squeezing my chin as I acknowledge him.
"Master, yes, Master!" I say softly as I immediately assume the slave position by placing my hands behind my back, spreading my feet as wide apart as possible, bowing my head in total submission.
Chapter 4: Emperor Harry I
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Emperor Harry I
I smile as Lily continues to explain the new concealment charms that she has been working on with her mother. Like all of Hermione's children, she has also inherited her mother's thirst for knowledge. It's the small moments like this with my family that I cherish deeply. Otherwise with all the affairs of ruling this entire planet's magical population, I don't get enough time to do justice to all my wives and trueborn children. But I try my best, even finding time to spend with my 14 concubines and 36 freeborn children with them, so that they don't feel left out. I am really grateful to my wives and concubines who have been so understanding. In all these years, I have made most of my governing duties automated, but many important things still need my attention from time to time.
As I was deep in my thoughts, I see Scorpius Malfoy approaching us. He is Lily's betrothed. I really like the kid. He will be a good husband to Lily when she comes of age three years later. He has always been respectful towards my family and of course with Lily and Ruby.
Ruby is my daughter with my wife Megan. Ruby is also betrothed to Scorpius but they won't be married for another nine years as Ruby is only eight. I usually sign only a single marriage contract for each of my trueborn daughters with the heir of a noble magical family. But the Malfoys were an exception. In all these years since my ascension to the throne, they have earned my respect by excelling at all the tasks and missions I have given them.
Draco, in fact has become kind of my right-hand man and a very good friend. So, what better way to reward them than giving them the honour of having their heir get married to not one, but two of my trueborn daughters. My wives also like Scorpius, particularly Hermione and Megan who will be his future mother in laws.
Little Ruby always had a crush on him, she always used to blush whenever she met Scorpius. So, when I decided that the Malfoy heir will be rewarded with one more matrimonial alliance from my family, I chose Ruby. Ruby was previously betrothed to the heir of a powerful noble family from Japan, both of them being similar in age. I replaced that contract with Ruby's sister Milly, my youngest trueborn daughter.
Scorpius is also good friends with all of my trueborn sons, particularly Odin and Apollo. Suddenly I remember that Thierry told me in the morning that he will be hosting a small party tonight for some of his friends where Ron's children and many other slaves will be the party's 'entertainment', with Ron's twins being the main event. So, I guess, Scorpius will also attend the party after his date with Lily. I wish I could attend. It's always great to see the torture and humiliation of the filthy Weasley bastards but I am more tempted to make love to my lovely wife Luna and my half veela concubines Fleur and Gabrielle tonight. I leave the two love birds on their date and head to the palace from the grounds.
As I walk towards the palace, I begin to get enamoured with that familiar feeling, the feeling of dominating a slave. I think which wench will be able to quench my thirst this time. Just as I was thinking about it, I see Ginny with one of her daughters vacuuming the carpets of the living area of my personal wing. Both mother and daughter were naked just like all other slaves. This girl doesn't look much older than Ginny's eldest so probably she is her second or third child at most. I remember her eldest because I keep track of my bastards to prevent any event of me taking one of them to my bed unknowingly. Even if bastard, I don't feel comfortable with parent child incest.
I check the younger girl's body and my eyes stop at the baby bump she was carrying. Another slave grandchild for Ginny then! Just a month back, my bastard girl from Ginny had given birth to twin slave boys in Sofia, Bulgaria. Victor Krum bought her from our slave stables and made her a pleasure slave attending to him as well as his two trueborn sons. I heard from Hermione that Victor was the father of the bastards this time.
But I wonder who is the father of this young wench's bastard. Since she was working in the palace with her mother it was probably one of my trueborn sons or their friends from various noble families who often visited the palace. I cast a spell with my wand and all her details including her sexual history displays in front of me. She was named Eve Weasley and her biological father was Draco Malfoy. So, she was probably conceived when I loaned Ginny to Draco for a few months after she gave birth to my bastard. I chuckled at the thought.
Well, Eve is beautiful, no denying it. Her beauty of course is inherited from her father, cause it's hard to imagine something so beautiful coming out from Weasley genes. I look down the details and see who got Eve Weasley knocked up. She has had many sexual partners including four of my trueborn sons, Alex Zabini, Oliver Wood Jr, Lysander and Lorcan Scamander, Scorpius Malfoy, Frank Longbottom-II and Felix Nott. So, her pregnant belly is the outcome of some 'party' the boys had.
I smile and look down and read the name of the father of Eve's unborn baby. Well, now that's a surprise, it seems that the shy Longbottom heir has knocked up his first slave bitch. I think I will have a word with Neville and Hannah the next time I see them. Its high time that Frank's parents bought him some personal pleasure slaves, at least one for start. He would otherwise feel awkward in the parties, being the only one without any personal 'asset' to share with his friends.
The girl looks at least six months pregnant. Her pale rosy breasts all swollen from the colostrum she is producing. Oh, this is getting me so hard, with her lovely young pussy and that attractive baby bump, I can barely resist the idea of taking her to my bed for a good fuck. I checked my schedule for the day and it seems I do have half an hour to ravage this Weasley slut. I approach the mother-daughter duo and order them to enter my bedroom.
"Is she your daughter, Ginerva?" I ask Ginny.
"Yes, your Grace, she is my second eldest." Ginny answered.
"And do you know who is her father?" I asked. Ginny shakes her head in denial.
I smirk and said, "Well, it isn't me, I will let you know this much. So that being clear, I intend to fuck her now and may be if I am in the mood, I will have some fun with you too. What do you say to that?"
Ginny's eyes clearly show the intense hatred that she is feeling right now for me, but the slavery potion is in work for good. She forcefully smiles and says, "Your Grace, it's an honour that my daughter is going to pleasure you. Oh, how wonderful it is that another Weasley gets the pleasure of your royal manhood."
I ask Ginny and Eve to take my clothes off. When I am just in my boxers, I ask Eve to sit on my lap. Her naked ass and pussy are touching my hairy thighs. I started moving her body in a forward and back motion making the coarse hairs on my thigh rubbing her bare pussy. The friction between us was now getting Eve all wet. I grab one of her tits and started squeezing it roughly. Then I grab her another tit and start sucking on it. I bit her nipple harshly and she let out a scream in pain, but the potion is now sending signals to her brain which is making her pain bearable and turning it into pleasure instead. I order Ginny to take my boxers off. She obediently kneels down and takes my boxers off with her teeth and starts to lick all over my hairy groin region with her tongue. I am now rock hard from all of it. I decide to surprise Eve, so in a swoosh move I pick her up and roughly slam her on my bed, part her legs and plunge my large, thick cock in her bare wet pussy.
I don't even give her time to adjust and start fucking her violently. I thrust in her with good force and can feel the foetus moving up and down. I don't give a shit about the baby anyway, it's just another slave bastard. Her wet snatch has gotten my shaft well lubricated and I slide easily in and out of her. To my surprise, she is still what can be considered consider tight enough despite my sons and the other kids having their way with her. And of all people, she has been with Thierry, James and Orion and I know how well-endowed they are and how roughly they fuck.
Eve was moaning with pleasure as I fuck her with her legs on my shoulders. In the euphoria of her pleasure, she tries to get up and attempts to kiss me on my lips but I harshly throw her down and slap her hard twice on each of her cheeks. How dare a slave think that she can get a kiss from the emperor. Her eyes fill with tears but she still maintains that sensual face as if she was having the greatest sex of her life. The bitch is getting close to orgasm and pleads to me to let her cum. I am getting close too, so I give her permission and she comes instantly. Within a few seconds, I also cum inside her honouring her with my royal semen.
I order Ginny to clean my cock with her mouth. Ginny has all the hatred in this world in her eyes, but she keeps smiling and obediently starts to lick and clean my shaft and balls with her tongue. As she was busy with her task, a sudden thought comes in my mind. I ask Ginny, how long it has been since she had last given birth. She answered truthfully that it has been a more than a year since she last gave birth, this time a boy.
Now that simply won't do, a slave bitch at her age is just a breeding machine for producing more slaves until she no longer can and she dares to not be pregnant for over a year. The empire is always in need of new slaves and this bitch hasn't produced any since more than a year.
"You will go to the slave stables and start getting bred over there. You will no longer be a pleasure slave. You will start next week at the stables" I said to her and horror came across her face.
I smile looking at her. The reason for her being so horrified is that her twin elder brothers Fred and George are the slave 'breeders' in my stable. Once a female slave is retired from her pleasure duties, she is sent to the slave stables and she is continuously impregnated there by the 'breeders'. Breeders are a select bunch of male slaves who are forced to have sex and impregnate all such females in the stables until they are no longer able to conceive naturally. Ginny had birthed many bastards in the past, but none of them were fathered by anyone in her family. Now she will spend the next decade birthing incest babies fathered by her brothers. Also, once someone is not a pleasure slave, they have to face very hard labour conditions, unless a noble family takes them for performing household chores.
I look at the time on my goblin-made wristwatch and realize that it is now time to head over to my other engagements of the day. I wrap a towel and head to the bathroom for a quick shower and order the filthy mother-daughter duo to get out of my personal wing and continue with their tasks of the day.
After the shower and dressing up, just as I am about to leave for my office wing, I hear a knock on the door and find Fleur standing there.
"It's time. Chloe has gone into labour."
I immediately send a patronus to my office informing them of the situation at hand and apparate with Fleur to the Concubine wing of the palace. As I enter Chloe's room I find her with healers, helping her with the contractions. She smiles as she sees me. She has chosen for a natural home birth just like all my wives and concubines. Magic makes home birth much safer. The healers were still there, just in case anything goes wrong.
In our family we had kind of a tradition of giving home births. Whenever any of my trueborn or freeborn children were about to be born, all of my wives and concubines attended it. They help the expecting mother with the labour.
The strange thing is that we do all of this naked and it always turns into an orgy with all the ladies in my harem pleasuring me. They also help stimulate the expecting mother which helps in childbirth. I was expecting a foursome tonight but now it will turn into a full orgy which will run for god knows how many hours.
I hear Chloe scream and it gets me out of me lust filled thoughts. She lies on the bed naked, I can see her that she is dilated but not enough for the baby to arrive. Chloe is the newest and youngest concubine in my harem. She formally entered the concubine agreement a little less than a year back, when she just turned fifteen.
I never thought about taking her as my concubine, rather when the request came from her family, I wanted her to become a concubine for one of my trueborn sons. I even considered a marriage between her and one of my freeborn sons when they would be much older.
But Chloe had a strong attraction towards me since her childhood. Her father was the Healer General of North America in the Empire and one of the vice chairs of the Imperial Healer Association. Because of that her family was a frequent visitor to the various events at the Imperial palace. Slowly her attraction grew into a strong one sided love. She knew from an early age that I will not take another wife, so she chose the next best thing.
She trained herself in every possible way to become the concubine of my royal harem. Her parents were surprised when she told them of her intent. They asked her to give a little more thought about it but she was firm. So, her father finally requested for an audience with me and formally placed the request. My reaction was natural, I was reluctant at taking someone so young as a concubine, thinking that she may not have the maturity to handle it but she was adamant and in just a few weeks Chloe was able to not only impress me, but also win the approval of all my wives and concubines. Her family of course rejoiced when I finally accepted the request and offered her the agreement. After all, it was a great honour to have a daughter as part of the royal harem, the power and influence of the family increases many folds.
Chloe comes from a half blood family and has her life in both muggle and magical worlds. Her father works as a plastic surgeon and her mother as a nurse in the muggle world. She on the other hand is an actor in the muggle world and has acted in many Hollywood movies. She goes by the name Chloe Grace Moretz in the muggle world.
It was the first time in a decade that I was with someone with this age gap. By that I mean concubines, not slaves. On our very first time together, in the afterglow of losing her virginity, she asked my permission to get pregnant. I didn't have a problem with that. After getting my trueborn heirs, I left it to my wives and concubines whether they want a child and when they want a child. So, we fucked like crazy and she got pregnant within a fortnight.
It's a secret for outsiders but all the members of my harem and my heirs know that I have a pregnancy kink. I get a strange satisfaction in impregnating girls and women, whether they are my wives, concubines or slaves. But since I don't want my wives and concubines to become baby making machines, I satisfy this fetish with my pleasure slaves or any random slaves.
My wives and concubines are free to decide if they want to get pregnant and when they want to get pregnant. But with my slaves things are different. I make sure to get at least one of my pleasure slaves pregnant every three months. In this way, I get at least three slaves in different stages of pregnancies at any point of time. I love fucking them with their swollen bellies. I never use any contraceptive, muggle or magical. All the members of my harem take magical contraceptives. If any of my wife or concubine want a baby, they simply ask for my permission and stop taking the contraceptives. With my pleasure slaves however, I decide which one I want pregnant and get their contraceptives stopped. I always fuck bare. I love the feeling of filling my lover's womb with my semen. Even with my male pleasure slaves, I always come inside their arse. I consider coming inside a pussy or arse, without any barriers, the culmination of a natural act.
I come back out of my thoughts to see that Chloe is now screaming in pain. Tracey and Gabrielle are on their knees, taking turns sucking my cock while I softly hold Chloe's hand and say sweet things in her ear, comforting her from the pain she is going through right now.
Time moves on its pace. I indulge in the orgy with my wives and concubines. Finally, after a long labour my youngest freeborn daughter arrives in this world, all healthy. We finally concluded the orgy after the baby arrived. When Chloe recovered from rest, she asked for my permission to name her daughter Kathleen in honour of her older sister who unfortunately died shortly after birth.
The door to the suite opened and my heirs entered first to see their newest freeborn sister. My trueborn daughters followed them, then my freeborn sons and finally my freeborn daughters. All of them congratulated Chloe in bringing another freeborn child into this world. Chloe had already chosen the House of Ravenclaw for all her children to serve. It meant that Kathleen and all her future siblings will be loyal to my trueborn son Odin. Odin of course knows this, and I feel pride as he held Kathleen in his hands with affection and love in his eyes.
Chapter 5: Lady Lily Gryffindor I
Notes:
Lily is the eldest daughter of Harry and Hermione. A list of all the members of The Royal family is there in Chapter 1.
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Lady Lily Gryffindor I
We were there under a tree, Scorpius sitting with his back supported by the trunk and I lay on the ground with my head resting on his lap. The birds were returning to the trees as it was nearing dusk. I looked at my betrothed and saw his left hand fingers tapping randomly on the ground beneath. Some things never change. Whenever Scorp is bothered by something on his mind, he does that. Today is no different. Ever since Scorp arrived today I felt that he looked somewhat distracted. "What is it Scorp, tell me please." I asked.
Scorp came out of his thoughts and replied "What, nothing. What do you mean?"
"You are distracted ever since you arrived here. Even when we were making out, your mind was somewhere else. Please tell me what's bothering you and don't you dare lie to me. Is it one of my brothers or has father or mothers said anything to you?"
Scorpius sighed; he knew that there was no point in lying because I always see right through his lies. He usually never lies to me. He does that only when he thinks that it's something that would protect me from being hurt in any way. He has always been very protective of me. Even got into many duels with my brothers when one of them pulls a prank on me. Reluctantly he said, "I had a talk with mother today, you know, about the whole concubine thing."
"Oh..." I said. So, Astoria finally had the talk with him. I knew it was coming. My brothers James and Thierry have already chosen their first concubines and the magical agreements will take place within this fortnight for them while Orion is still considering many proposals but has zeroed down on three and will pick his first in the next few weeks. With the prominent position of the Malfoy family within the empire, it was natural that Astoria would also expect the heir of the family to get one.
The concubines reflected the social standing of the noble families in the empire. It's not that the number a family has that matters but rather their concubine's behaviour in public. The more cultured and beautiful they are, more is the prestige of the family in the social circles. The heirs of the noble families were expected to take at least one concubine before their wedding to their betrothed which usually happened when both reach the age of seventeen. Usually, the groom is older than the bride, even if by only a few days but there are exceptions where sometimes the girl is older. In our case, it's less than three years before we are wed. He will be eighteen then and I will be seventeen.
This has always bothered Scorp. Scorpius and I are in love. We don't even remember for how long we have been like this. So, it came as a shock to Scorpius when my father announced one more marriage contract for him with my sister Ruby. It took the combined effort of me, my mother, Astoria and mother Megan (the biological mother of Ruby) to make him come around the idea.
Scorp doesn't have any romantic feelings for her as she is still a child but I Know that once she reaches the age I am now, I will be able to convince Scorp to see her in a different light. Of course, nothing sexual can happen until the wedding. The trueborn daughters of the nobility are forbidden to take part in any sort of sexual activity with any male until their wedding and even post wedding it would be limited to their husbands or their husband's concubines and female slaves, of course with the permission of the husband. Scorpius knows that one day Ruby will be his second wife and this has led him to become more protective of her.
This is the crux of the problem. It was difficult enough for Scorpius to get around the idea that he will be romantically involved with Ruby in future but now he will have to share the same feelings with another. A concubine is someone who is not just for sex but share intense romantic feelings with their partner. Once someone takes a concubine, he has to treat her with respect and care about her. You also have freeborn children with your concubines, children who will be very much part of your life. Of course, Scorpius won't father any children with a concubine for a long time as any concubine he has will be under contraceptive charms until I give birth to our first child after our wedding. But he will be still expected to love her and become intimate with her regularly until then. Our generation of young nobles grew up with clear distinctions between love and sexual desires, a clear understanding of gender roles of dominant and submissive in relationships, male being dominant and female submissive. Male slaves although are exception as all slaves must be in a submissive role.
"You know that it was bound to happen. You are an heir of a noble family and with it comes certain responsibilities that you have to take. I know that you love me with all your heart but I will again say the same thing that I have said when we discussed this for Ruby. You will have to find a way to have a place for them in your heart. Look at your father and my father. You can see how much they love their concubines and freeborn children. If it helps, have a talk with your father. He has always been more of a friend than a father to you. I am sure it will help you to clear out your mind from all these inner conflicts." I said.
"I know, perhaps you are right. I will have a one on one with Dad tomorrow."
He is still looking at the distant horizon. I sit up and pull his face towards me "There is something else too. Isn't it? Spill it out Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy."
A smile came as a flash on his face for a second at the use of his full name but it disappeared as quickly as it came. He turned his face away from me and said, "I met Orion yesterday at the Longbottom's and he said…………. Well, he said…. Salazar, it's so difficult…… He said that there is one slave who is…. is pregnant."
I look at my betrothed with wide eyes and then burst out laughing. Scorp looks at me with his most annoyed expression but I kept laughing, I could not control it. This is another problem with him. He still thinks that I will be upset that if he fathers a slave bastard.
All the heirs of the noble families start taking personal pleasure slaves once they reach fifteen. The gender and biological sex of the slave depends on the preferences of the masters. Scorpius once told me that he is more towards the 'straight' end in the sexuality spectrum. Sure, he has gotten his dick sucked by some male pleasure slaves but even then, he imagined a female mouth taking him in and although many times he had been offered the arse of a male slave, but he could never get himself to fuck them. Scorpius was gifted his first pleasure slave on his birthday by his father. The heirs often share these slaves among their friends and with all the sex happening, some pregnancies were bound to happen.
Scorpius got his first pleasure slave, Isra a Somalian sixteen-year-old black beauty, pregnant within the first two months of owning her. It freaked him out and he came to me apologizing begging for forgiveness and I had to sincerely assure him that it doesn't bother me at all that if he gets a slave pregnant. He wanted to get it aborted but his family denied his request since any increase in slave numbers is always welcome in the empire. Gods know that even after all the slave breeding programs over the years we are still in need of more slaves. After another three months, when Scorpius bought his second pleasure slave, another girl, Arfa an Iranian beauty of fifteen, he performed contraceptive charms on her before fucking her.
It is obvious that he forgot the simple fact that even though Arfa can't get pregnant anymore because of the charms but he can still father other slave bastards with the slave bitches that he has been laying with while sharing with all of his friends. So, my brother Orion probably informed him that some slave girl is knocked up and when her master performed a paternity spell on her then Scorpius' name came up as the father of the unborn slave baby. I don't understand why the fuck it bothers him. It's not like that he will have any emotional attachment towards his bastard. I know that he is highly sexually active just like all the other young male members of the nobility and it's obvious that he will father many slave bastards in his life. His own personal pleasure slave Isra will pop out his first bastard in the next two months. My brothers with the exception of Micah, Michael and Apollo have all knocked up several slaves. Thierry, Odin and Orion have already become fathers with the birth of their first slave bastards. My own father has sired countless bastards in all these years. Even Scorpius' father and grandfather have many slave bastards. But he still gets freaked out by the fact that he has fathered a bastard baby with some slave. I guess, I will have to ease out his mind again of this guilt.
"Scorp, how many times we have to go through this. Stop this play with your conscious. It's not good for you. You are judging yourself with what you have done to something that you own. Remember, what we were taught, that we should never look at a slave thinking that they are humans, they are just objects that we own. We cannot feel attachment towards material things, and that's what the slaves are. You got a slave bitch knocked up, big deal. It's just another bastard. Look at your own father, has he ever shown any emotion or attachment towards his bastards. Leave your father, ask yourself, now that you have Isra in her seventh month, do you really feel any emotion towards her other than lust or do you feel anything for the baby growing inside her."
Scorpius shook his head in denial. "Exactly, that's what I want you to understand. If you don't have any feeling towards a slave who has been living with you for months, who took your virginity, with whom you have sex almost daily and who is now carrying your slave bastard, then how can you have any feeling towards a random slave that you probably don't even remember fucking just because she got knocked up. And stop feeling guilty about how Ruby and I will feel about this. I have told you many times that I don't care about what you do with any slave and I am sure that once Ruby attains the age where she understands these things, she won't give a damn either."
His cold pointed expression eases a bit. "What will I do without you". He then leans towards me and takes my lips with his and I forget everything happening around us.