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Warning: This work may be offensive to some readers. Additionally, there is onscreen rape of a teenage girl by a much older man. Feel free to back out if need be.

Author's Note: More Dead Dove Ship. Don't like; don't read.

Submitting Info:
Stacked with: Ministry (Spring Year 1); RAVEN (2023); MC4A (Sp-Y6)
Individual Challenges: Colors of the Sky (Y); Ravenclaw MC; Gryffindor MC; Magical MC (Y); Magical MC; Sandbox (Y); Reader; Cinematic; Gamer; Retail; Dreamers; Elder Berries; Rian-Russo Inversion; Disabled; Short Jog; Bucket Listing; Eating Cake (Y); Exchange (Y); Two Cakes (Y); Vial Collector; Setting Sail; Bedtime; Lunar Era; Rainbow Connection
Ministry Challenges: Misinformation Office [Tier 1: Trio Era] (Post-PoA/Pre-GoF)
RAVEN Challenges: Settings [135](Tense); Items [13](Bolt/Screw); Colors [154](Wine)
Other MC4A Challenges: Chim [Clover]("All I Ask of You" – Phantom of the Opera; Indigo; Dress/Skirt);
Representation(s): Dedalus Diggle/Penelope Clearwater; Chim Song Prompt
Primary & Secondary Bonus Challenges: Spinning Plates; Unwanted Advice; Mouth of Babes; Tomorrow's Shade; Second Verse (Not a Lamp; Persistence Still; Found Family; Nontraditional; Sneeze Weasel); Chorus (Odd Feathers; Pear-Shaped; Fizzy Lemonade; Peddling Pots); Demo 1 (Lock & Key; Grease Monkey; Lovely Coconuts; Under the Bridge); Demo 2 (Hot Stuff; Abandoned Ship; Sitting Hummingbird);
Tertiary & Generic Bonus Challenges: SN (Rail; Negate); Once (Moses Supposes; Santa Fe); CM (Brier; Yogin)
Space Address (Prompt): 2C (Double Penetration)
Word Count: 1767 words

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Toymaker's Doll
Part 2: None Will Find You
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Dedalus woke in the middle of the night to the sickening thud of something hitting the ground by the bed. He sat up, already waving his wand towards the lighting charm anchored in the headboard. Immediately, he found the source of the sound.

The potion keeping Penelope pliant had worn off, even if the sticking charm on her legs had not, and the girl had fallen off the bed. As soon as the lights had come on, she had picked up a shuffling crawl towards the bedroom door. She also gave up any attempt at being considerate of their neighbors.

"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! HELP!" she screamed as she clawed her way across the floor. Thankful for the wards preventing sound from entering or leaving his flat, Dedalus just watched her backside as she moved. Her skirt had landed on her back, so both her ass and cunt were on display for him.

Dedalus knew that it might take Penelope a while to adjust to their new life together. Things had just moved so fast after they had met, especially with her needing to be punished during their first coupling. He did want to give his precious one as much time as she needed, but at the same time, he had a responsibility as her husband to make sure she didn't hurt herself. He sighed deeply, knowing that he would have to punish her again.

He picked up his wand from the bedside dresser and snapped it towards the door. The resulting slam cut off Penelope's yelling for a brief moment. Then she renewed it, clearly trying to be even louder. His head was already starting to pound from the volume. To save them both more pain than absolutely necessary, Dedalus cast a silencing charm on Penelope.

"You should be more considerate, my love," he said as he shuffled out of bed. "You could have woken up the entire street with that noise if I didn't have wards in place." She tried her best to scramble away from him as he approached. He tisked at her reproachfully. "Such a naughty girl this morning. That's okay, my love. I know how to deal with misbehaving little girls."

Dedalus easily pinned her to the hardwood floor. His weight on her lithe body pressed her hips down and her still-bound legs outwards. When she tried to hit him, Dedalus twisted first one arm and then the other behind her back. Another sticking charm had her forearms trapped together just above the small her back. She went limp beneath him with a hitch of breath that might have been a sob if she still had her voice.

"There we go," he cooed. He carefully brushed her golden curls out of her face. Suddenly, she tried to bite his fingers, just narrowly missing because he managed to jerk back in time. He sighed again in disappointment. "You keep making this worse for yourself, little one. Do you like being punished? Is that it?"

Penelope shook her head as much as she could in her current position. She also squirmed underneath him. The motion only served to grind her ass against his hardening cock. His come from last night had mixed with the magically-created lube, keeping it from drying even hours afterwards.

Shifting back while keeping a grip on her bound arms, Dedalus looked at his wife's anus. It was still gaping a little from being fucked open. The opaque cream of his seed looked dramatic against the dark pink of her irritated rim. Without any hesitation, he shoved two fingers into her. She bucked like she was trying to escape. Her squirming picked back up, but it was just as futile as it had been when he had been using his full weight. All it did was make his fingers go deeper inside of her.

"There are easier ways of asking me to fuck you, my dear," Dedalus told her. He began to pump his fingers in and out. Every few strokes, he spread them on the outstroke. Penelope started crying, no doubt from pleasure more than remorse for her misbehavior. While it would serve her right if he fucked her ass again, he wasn't going to do that. After all, he wasn't the one being punished.

Speaking of punishment, his knees couldn't take kneeling on the floor for much longer. Dedalus removed his fingers as he stood up. Gripping her biceps, he heaved Penelope back up on their bed. She grunted at the impact and struggled to get her knees under her. The new position had her shoulders pressed into the mattress and her ass sticking into the air, just begging to be taken.

He also gave into the silent demand.

Fortunately for both of them, one of them was disciplined enough to keep their wits about them. Dedalus still slapped his wife's ass for the temptation. The resulting red mark looked so good that he did it a few more times. Winded from the effort, he finally remembered what he had been needing to do.

He dug into the top drawer of the nightstand on this side of the bed. While he had many lovely toys that he was looking forward to sharing with his wife, right then, he was searching for one thing in particular. He made a triumphant noise as he pulled out the anal plug.

The plug was a deep cobalt with swirls of wine red. It was slightly larger than what a beginner would likely be comfortable with, no matter how enthused they seemed to be with anal. This was because it had a hollow center to allow potions to be administered. It had also been helpfully enchanted with spells to keep the wearer well lubed but empty of waste (and the spells were discriminating enough to not remove any semen present). Because of proximity, it would also keep the bladder empty.

Without warning his wife of what was coming, Dedalus shoved the plug into place. Penelope made a small sound that might have been a whimper if she had been capable. He thought about loading the potion chamber with one of the many potions he had on hand. The fast-acting lust potion would certainly help Penelope with her nerves while a sleep or paralysis elixir would help with his as she was certainly a handful.

In the end, he decided that giving her the comfort of liquid help would undermine the lesson of her punishment.

Dedalus didn't bother checking how wet Penelope was. He knew from experience that even if she wasn't wet enough when he entered her, the stimulation of being fucked would create it, especially helped along with the leftover lube from the purity spell. Despite her slutting around before their marriage, with the plug in, she was still tight. He groaned as her velvety walls fluttered around him like butterflies frantically flapping their wings.

"So good," he moaned. He rocked his hips a little, more grinding instead of pumping. She bucked beneath him. He grabbed her hips to keep her still. He didn't want this to end too soon. She bucked again, forcing him to tighten his grip hard enough that she was certain to get bruises. "Be still, precious!"

Still, she fought against his hold. Each movement made his balls tighten. He shifted his hold from her hips to her forearms. Using the new grip like reins, he began moving just as frantically as she was. Less than a dozen strokes later (and far quicker than he wanted), he was flooding her cunt with his spend.

"Don't think you've won anything, little one," he panted. Penelope shuddered and sniffled wetly.

After he finally caught his breath (he really wasn't as young as he used to be; having such a young bride might just be what does him in), he pulled out and positioned Penelope's knees farther apart. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her pussy leaking his come before forcing himself to turn away and find what he needed from the bottom drawer of the nightstand.

"It really didn't have to come to this," Dedalus said as he pulled out the leather strap with two lines of wide holes in it. "I don't like having to punish you. I would much rather spend our time making sweet love."

Dedalus snapped the strap in the air. Penelope squeezed her eyes tighter shut as her whole body quivered at the sound. However much she had been acting like a brat earlier, she behaved as he determinedly turned her perfect ass the perfect shade of deep red. He took a bit of pity on her towards the end of the spanking. He held her still as he delivered the last ten lashes directly on her exposed cunt.

Despite having already come recently, he was already hard by the time he landed the last blow. He tossed the strap in the direction of the nightstand. Then he sank back into his wife's hot pussy. She gasped but otherwise stayed still, just accepting the steady pace he was setting this time.

After he came this time, he released the sticking charms on her limbs. He massaged each one, making sure that they wouldn't cramp. Then he did something that he would have done last night if he hadn't fallen asleep so quickly after bonding with Penelope; he pulled out the enchanted shackles attached to the headboard with a hidden eye bolt and locked them around her wrists. Penelope gave a silent sob as they closed with a loud snick.

"It's okay, my love," he assured her as he laid down beside her. He ran his hand down her arm to settle on the swell of her breast. The indigo lace of her bra was rough against the palm of his hand. "You've been punished and now you're forgiven." She turned her face in the direction opposite of him. He kissed the exposed top of the breast he wasn't holding. She shivered. So Dedalus did it again. "This is just a bit of a rough start. You'll do better going forward, precious. I know you will. You're a smart girl."

Dedalus allowed her to cry herself out. All the while, he held her and murmured promises of affection. Someday, she would understand. For now, he would just continue doing his duty as her bondmate, even the parts that he would prefer not having to do at all.

She was his precious little doll, after all.

How could he not do whatever he needed to in order to show her just how precious she was?