James felt like the king of his own, personal castle. He sat upon his throne and admired his kingdom, licking his lips as he watched his slaves put on a show of incestual love and cardinal desire.

He had quite the collection of women in his bedroom as he sat upon his bed. His eyes first went to Ginny and her daughter, Lily. The two were in the middle of making violent, almost brutal love. Lily was happy to take advantage of her mother, holding her by her hair and forcing her face against the younger girl's pussy.

Lily had become a delightfully cruel owner to her own mother. There was something twisted about watching a young woman taking her own mother and commanding her, barking out orders as the submissive masochist obeyed every command.

"Don't forget the clit! Keep licking it! Ah! Don't just use your fingers to please me, you slut!" Lily moaned, glaring as her mother began to touch herself. Ginny's fingers were as still as ice when she was caught, before she moved her free hand to begin fingering her daughter's pussy. "Ahh, good girl… I love feeling your fingers in me, mommy… Ah, you're so dirty, momma. Getting turned on by fingering your own daughter…"

Lily clearly loved reminding Ginny of their relationship. It almost warmed James' heart to see the woman who had inherited Lily Potter's name was so cruel and perverted. Oh, if Harry could see his darling little girl now…

As if reading his thoughts, Lily looked at her new Daddy, calling out to him with an eager grin. "Mommy's gotten better at licking my pussy, Daddy. You're right. She just needed to be reminded of her place, and reminded what happens when she messes up." Lily slammed her hand down on Ginny's butt, spanking her mother and earning a muffled squeak of shock from the woman.

Ginny moaned into her daughter's pussy as Lily spanked her, making the older woman's butt jiggle with every blow. The woman's perky, soft rear was soon turning red as James' eyes traveled along the room, finding his favorite slave playing with his other little girl.

Hermione and Rose were the exact opposite of the loud, moaning pair of Potters. They were quiet, with the only sound being the sound of their lips smacking together. They moaned as their tongues gently rubbed against one another, and Rose shuddered with gasping breaths as her mother's fingers rubbed her clit.

Their kisses were almost loving to one another, yet that just made it more twisted in a way. James moved closer, sitting on the edge of his bed as he watched the two kiss. Hermione opened one eye and smiled with the corners of her lips as she noticed her lover sitting so close to them.

A mother and daughter could kiss on the cheek, but what she and Rose were doing… It was so wrong. So dirty. Rose groped her mother's chest, playing with her nipples as Hermione stroked a hand along her daughter's firm rear. Hermione's tongue dragged along her daughter's cheek, before she leaned around her and smiled at James.

"Good morning, Master," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. Rose smiled, turning her head to Master as she nuzzled her face between her mother's breasts.

"How did you sleep, Daddy…?"

"Good. Dreamed of you both," he confessed. They smiled at that, both blushing as if he had just handed them a bouquet of roses. He kisses Hermione's cheek, before pecking Rose's lips. He smiled at both of them as they kissed him, sharing his lips without any sort of fight or bickering.

Rose and Hermione were a pair, and they wanted to show their Master how good they both were as sex slaves. They kissed him together, both pushing their tongues into his mouth as their hands stroked his chest. His smooth, naked skin twitched below their fingers as blood rushed to his cock, slowly making it rise.

He lifted his hands to touch each girl's chest, feeling Hermione's perfect tits, and Rose's slightly smaller pair. They were both so warm and soft to his touch, and their sizes felt so perfect as he continued to knead and squeeze them. His dick rose up from under the blanket as he tasted their sweet saliva.

Then James heard a knocking from down below. He pulled away from his girls and raised his brow, glancing to the ground.

Hermione raised her brow as well. "Were you expecting someone?"

"No. I didn't…"

"Did you want me to go with you?" Her eyes glanced to her wand, sitting quietly on a small nightstand. James chuckled, finding Hermione's protective nature both adorable and arousing. He pecked her lips as he shook his head.

"No. I doubt it's anything problematic. I'll go check. If you hear anything come and check, but until then…" His eyes glanced at the mother and daughter, before he turned to look at the mewling Lily, with her mother pressed between her legs. "I want all of you to keep each other warmed up. Have some fun. I'm sure I'll be back soon."

Hermione was clearly reluctant to let James go, but she obeyed her Master, nodding her head as he rose up from the bed. The blanket fell off his lower half, revealing his throbbing, hard cock. Both girls licked their lips as he walked away, watching his erection wave goodbye to them.

Once he was gone, they made sure to follow his orders, kissing one another and moaning as their fingers began to play with each other's tits. Ginny and Lily were in the midst of a similar situation, with Lily moaning loudly as she sat on her mom's face, grinding her pussy against the older woman's lips.

Meanwhile, James was throwing on a bathrobe and walking to the front door at a steady pace. No fear or worry showed on his lips, or in his eyes, as he opened the door and raised his brow. He certainly wasn't expecting to find who he did waiting for him.

He knew each of the women. There was Audrey Weasley, the wife of Percy Weasley, Ron's older brother. With her were her two children: Molly Weasley, her eldest and Lucy Weasley, her youngest.

The three women waited outside his home, staring at him as glanced from one to another. He had met the women before at a party a long, long time ago. He had actually spoken to Audrey before, even flirted with the engaged woman, and it seemed as though he certainly left an impression on her if she was now coming back to him, and with her children no less.

"Audrey. It's good to see you again." James put on a charming, charismatic smile, and he didn't miss the smile that formed on the mother's face.

Motherhood had done nothing to take away Audrey's beauty. If anything, he seemed even more beautiful, aged like a fine wine. The woman was slender and gorgeous, with only just the beginning signs of age. James didn't miss how her large, plentiful, double D breasts were just barely sagging on her chest, or how her eyes seemed to carry such age and wisdom to them.

Some of her long hazel hair was done into braids around her hair. It was almost like a crown atop her head, and James made the comparison of some regal queen in his head. He decided to treat her as such, reaching out to take her hand and kiss it.

Audrey's blush only grew at the suave, smooth kiss. She placed a hand on her chest, feeling her racing heart as she stuttered.

"It's certainly good to see you again, James… I've missed you."

"Well, you should have come here sooner than. I'm always happy to have your company." He glanced behind the mother, looking at Audrey's two daughters.

Both women inherited their mother's greatest attribute, it seemed. They were both very beautiful, though there was a clear difference in their personalities, giving them each a unique appeal.

Lucy was a shy young girl. She probably would have tried hiding behind her dark red hair were it not for the fact it was tied up in a ponytail. She blushed, avoiding his eyes when he looked at her. Her breasts were on the small side, and if James' sources were right, she had just turned eighteen literally days ago.

Hm, perhaps he should give her a late birthday gift.

Then there was Molly, who wore her hair down. It flowed down her back like a dark waterfall, reaching down her body as she stared at him. Unlike Lucy, Molly's eyes never left his body. She watched him like a hawk, or maybe it was more accurate to describe him as the hawk.

Molly looked at him with a mix of fear and awe, taking in his height, his muscles, and his physique with wide-eyed admiration. He stepped past Audrey and Lucy, and he felt the girls' eyes on his body as he took Molly's hand in his to kiss her fingers.

"Molly Weasley, I presume?"

"Y-yes… Um, yes. I'm… Molly." The young woman was clearly attracted to James, despite the age gap between them. It was cute. She reminded him of Rose, and just like Rose, James would soon have her and her mother.

"Lucy, don't be rude. Introduce yourself," Audrey lightly scolded.

"Oh, uh… H-hi." James turned to Lucy who was almost shaking in place. She looks at him with such timidness, and he can't help but laugh. She's adorable.

She obviously expects the same treatment as her mother and sister, but James decides to leave her without his touch. He walks away from her, leaving her disappointed, but too timid to speak up.

"To what do I owe this wonderful pleasure, my dear?" He walked back into his house, his mere presence commanding the respect of the three women. They followed him, closing the door behind them as he entered his living room.

He sat down on his chair as he looked at Audrey, who opened her mouth, only to close it. "W-well, you see it's… It's a bit of a personal matter. Something only you can help with."

"Well, I'll certainly see what I can do, but everything has a price." His eyes glance at her chest, taking in their size, before admiring her curves. "What do you need?"

"It's… about my husband."

"Percy?"

"Yes. My husband." Her expression twisted at those words, as if she was ashamed of her relationship with the man. "He's constantly at work. He hasn't even been home in days, and even when he is, he never appreciates us. It borders on neglect! It's been so long since he's shown any of us the care we deserve…"

That caught James' attention. He raises his brow, but continues to play it cool. "Oh? That is unfortunate. Still, how can I help?"

"He needs a proverbial kick in the pants, if you catch my drift. He needs to be punished with something so outrageous, something so brutal, that he never mistreats his family this way ever again," Audrey explained, her eyes narrowing with a hatred as sharp as a knife.

The more James was listening, the more excited he was becoming. His smile grew as he nodded his head. "Is that so…?"

"More than that though…" Audrey gulped, and James could see her cheeks turning red as she pressed her thighs together. "We deserve to be loved. If not by him, than someone greater than him. Someone like you, James."

Oh, that was what he wanted to hear. James had to fight the urge to smile even wider, and he sat straight up in his seat as he thought. "Are you asking what I think you're asking, Miss Weasley?"

"Please, James… You know you can call me Audrey." Her tone was seductive, hungry and wanting as her hand moved to her chest. She undid the top button, letting her breasts breathe as they strained against her clothes.

Either she was bad at shopping for clothes for herself, or she wanted James to notice her heaving, jiggling tits. Either way…

"Say it. All of you," James commanded. "Or none of you get it."

Audrey and her daughters all share the same horrified, shocked expression, but they should have known. James didn't waste his time with one off flings. The women he slept with were his, and even if they left his side, he would always have them under his thrall.

"We want you to fuck us." Molly was the first to speak up, funny enough. The young woman gulped, before she did her best to emphasize her chest for James. "I… I want you to fuck me."

"M-me too!" Audrey added quickly. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to help me cheat on my husband. I-I even convinced my daughters to join me so that we could all offer ourselves to you, together."

James did like the idea. It was as if fate had brought these three women to his literal doorstep, but ah… There was one Weasley who had yet to speak. James looked at Lucy, raising his brow.

"Well?"

Lucy said nothing still. Her eyes could barely rise up to meet him, and even when they did, she looked away just as quickly, blushing profusely.

"Lucy!" Molly growled, glaring at her sister.

"Honey, we talked about this. You want to have a man make love to you. You want to be someone's wife, and become a woman. This is what it takes!" Audrey explained, turning her face to Lucy.

"I…"

"And this isn't just about you, honey. It's about us. Molly wants to be fucked by a real man. Just like me." Audrey placed a hand on her chest, and James wasn't sure if she was talking to him or her daughter. "Percy hasn't touched me in years. He hasn't been there for you, or me, for any of us! But James… I know just from looking at him that he'll treat us right. You just need to give him the chance, Lucy…"

Oh, this was amazing. James couldn't believe how amazing it was to watch Audrey try to convince her own daughter to let him fuck her. She was practically selling her to him, making a deal with a devil just to finally be fucked again.

But no matter how much he wanted to fuck the girls, he had to hear the magic words from Lucy. He looked at the dark-haired woman, who took a long, deep breath. "Please… F-fuck us?"

And there were the magic words. Speaking of magic words…. James stood up from his seat and approached a nearby table, finding his wand sitting there. He picked it up, admiring it, before he turned and pointed the wand at the three.

Audrey and the other girls gasped, not sure what to expect as bolts of magical, arcane energy sept over the living room. The girls watched, before material began to materialize before them. Suddenly black tendrils shot out, catching Audrey's arms as the older woman gasped and screamed.

She stared at the bizarre bindings, before realizing they were leather, like belts around her body as they wrapped around her wrists and legs and connected to the walls, ceiling, and floor of James' living room. The woman's eyes widened as she was forced into an X position, and Molly was attacked by similar tendrils.

"Ah!"

Molly was captured in a different pose. Her arms were bound together and pulled over her head as her legs were wrapped in a similar fashion. She was caught in a straight line as the bindings were connected to the ceiling and floor. She struggled, eyes wide as she looked at James and her mother.

"W-what are you doing?!"

"What you asked of me." He then looked at Lucy, and with an afterthought, a leather belt wrapped around one of her legs and connected to the ground. That was it for her as she pulled on the binding, finding herself separated from her mother and sister.

"You want to be loved? You want to know the touch of a man? Fine by me, but we're doing this all my way." James walked forward, approaching Audrey as the woman shuddered. He placed his hand on her chest, groping her breast as her face became flushed. "Mmm. Not a bad size, Audrey. Percy's a fool for letting this go."

"Y-yes… He is," she mumbled.

James groped and squeezed Audrey's tits as he smiled, taking in their softness through her clothes. She moaned at his touch, and he was happy to discover something about the woman.

"No bra?"

"I-I wanted you to fuck me. I-I didn't want to waste time…"

"Is that so?" James grabbed Audrey's top with both hands, and with ease, he tore the shirt apart, tossing the rags to the ground. She gasped at his strength, before shuddering from the pleasure coursing down her back.

Her tits jiggled against her chest as scraps of her clothes clung to her body. James brushed them aside as he leaned down and wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and starting to suck on it. Audrey gasped again, twitching in her binds as he sucked on her.

"Ahh!"

James spanked Audrey's ass, coping a feel of her soft, generous rear. He used his other hand to grab and maul her tit, squeezing and pressing it against her chest. He kneads her like she's dough as he presses his teeth into her breast.

Percy never treated her like this the few times they had sex. He treated sex like a chore, treated her like a problem to be solved. Audrey's pussy became wet as she realized Janes would never treat her like that. No, he would treat her like a woman.

A gorgeous woman that wanted to be fucked, that needed to be dominated. Audrey screamed in pleasure as his fingers pinched her nipples, and his other hand began to strike her ass again and again. Blow after blow, until her ass was beginning to turn red.

Molly and Lucy stared, watching their mother being violated with wide, horrified eyes. Yet neither could deny the sheer eroticism of the scene.

Their mother, the matriarch of their family, being treated so cruelly and callously by a man old enough to be their father. Both women gulped as their bodies felt the same fire burning in them, the same electric jolt of pleasure coursing through the two of them.

Molly rubbed her legs together as Lucy tore her eyes away, covering her eyes as her blush consumed her face. Yet her ears heard everything. Every moan, every gasp, every slap, everything.

She could visualize it all in her head, and that made her pussy quiver and moisten more than if she had actually watched her mother being violated.

Molly wasn't much better. She watched her mother being touched, and James freed Audrey's tit from his mouth. He wiped his mouth, before his eyes seemed to turn to Molly's for a moment. He grinned at her, as if silently promising he would be seeing her soon, and that simple gesture made the daughter moan.

James returned his attention to Audrey, and he grabbed the woman from the back of her head as he forced a kiss on her lips. Audrey's eyes widened again as she felt his tongue penetrate her mouth and taste her own tongue. Percy never kissed her like this, and she closed her eyes on reflex as she tried to kiss back.

Their tongues met, wrestling, but Audrey's was clumsy and awkward, while James had plenty of experience kissing gorgeous women. He quickly pinned her tongue down, and he tasted her mouth as she moaned into the kiss.

Audrey's arms and legs struggled in their bindings, pulling on them as she whined into the man's lips. She never would have expected this kind of pleasure from James. She just wanted to hurt her husband, but this was something else, and James hadn't even kissed her yet!

His hands roamed over her body, stroking and squeezing her delicious flesh. His hands groped both sides of her ass, digging his fingers into them, before he began to smack both sides. Each cheek was turned red as he pressed her against his body.

She felt something hard rub against her thigh, and she knew exactly what it was in an instance. His cock, and judging from the mere outline of it, it felt huge. She sucked on James' tongue, silently begging for his cock as the man pulled his hands off of her tits and brought them to her chest.

He played with her tits as they continued to kiss. They were making out by now, tongues sliding along one another, and some spit dripping down onto Audrey's curvaceous body. James kept playing with her tits with his hands, before one hand began to slowly slide down her body.

It kept moving slower and slower, and suddenly the bindings holding Molly and Lucy moved. They moved through the house like it was made of water, turning the two to make sure that they had a good, close view of his hand nearing their mother's pussy.

James rubbed Audrey's clit first, teasing the woman. The mother moaned at his touch, pulling on her bondage as he finally began to finger fuck her. His finger pushed into her tight, wet, and wanting cunt, pushing in and out, slowly stretching her as he continued to kiss the older woman.

Audrey wanted so badly to hold him, to kiss him, to give herself to him, but she was powerless. All she could do was lay there, her feet not even touching the ground as his hands and mouth did all the work.

To feel powerless felt so good, yet she couldn't deny that part of her wanted to show James how good a time she could give him. To feel his cock pounding her insides, feel him stretch out her insides, and then to feel his cum fill her womb…

She would be honored to carry the child of a man as great as James.

Her fantasies were swept away as her reality overwhelmed her. Audrey moaned loudly as James finger pumped into her again and again, and she began to hit her climax. James pulled away from her lips, watching a small trail of saliva linking their mouths, before slowly falling onto her tits.

"Beg for it."

And beg she did, without any hesitation. It was as if her children weren't even there anymore. She forgot about them as she no longer saw herself as a mother. She was a woman, with needs, and in need of a man like James.

"I-I want to cum. I-I want your cock! I want you to fuck me, and pound my pussy, and make me scream!"

"What about Percy?" he asked, but he already knew the answer.

"I don't care! I don't care about him! I care about you! I-I… I want you to make me cum and scream and I want you to f-fuck me, Master!" She mewled, showing no shame. She was a mother and a wife, and she was desecrating both parts of her, all for the pleasure she had been denied for so very, very long.

All for James.

"Hm… Very well. You can cum," he declared, pushing three fingers into her pussy without any warning.

She threw her head back as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Three fingers into her pussy, and James pushed his palm against her clit. She came, and it was greater than any orgasm Percy had ever given her.

She came on his fingers, her entire body quivering and convulsing within her binds. Her eyes rolled into her skull for a moment as she cried out. James grinned as he moved his fingers inside her tight pussy, feeling her walls cling tighter to his digits as her orgasm was stretched out.

She felt her body cum, and then it was like someone dropped firecrackers inside of her. Pop, pop, pop, like a dozen little miniature orgasms followed, and she screamed in pleasure with a smile on her face as her daughters watched their mother cum.

Molly's eyes didn't move away. She saw every twitch of her mother's body, every gasp, every moan, everything, and it made her so wet. She struggled, writhing in her binds as she cried out.

"Please, please, me next! I-I want to go next, I want-mmph!" A gag flew out of the shadows and forced itself into Molly's open mouth. It kept her mouth open, but left a hole for James' cock. She let out a muffled cry, a droplet of drool going down her lip.

"I'll be with you soon enough, my dear." James looked at Audrey, taking his fingers out of her pussy. He wiped his fingers against her cheek, painting a small circle on her face with her own cum, before he kissed her lips.

"You were excellent fun, my little slut. For a woman of your age." He loved leaving her with that blow to her pride, and she whined as he pulled away from her.

"Master…"

Her whimper was ignored as he approached Molly. His eyes glanced at Lucy, who finally parted her fingers to look at him. His smile sent shivers throughout her body, and when his eyes looked over her body, she felt her body grow hotter.

"Now then, Molly. You were looking for me?" She tried to speak, but nothing came out of her mouth but muffled, impossible to sound grunts. James chuckled as Molly nodded her head. "Oh? And what did you want from me?"

He loved teasing the beautiful young woman. The brief thought of how Ron and Percy would react to seeing Molly like this brought a smile to James' face, before he placed his hands on Molly's body.

Audrey's daughter stiffened and she closed his eyes, waiting for him to take her. He smiled as he began to slowly peel her clothes off of her, and when she realized just how slow he was going, her eyes widened and she whined yet again.

Molly begged again and again for James to fuck her, but all of her cries were muffled by her gag. James laughed as he left Molly in just her panties, and altered her position for some more fun. He stepped back, moving his hands as he controlled his house like a conductor controlled a symphony.

Everything fell into place as he pulled away from Molly, walking away from her as Lucy watched with awestruck eyes.

The young woman's legs were freed, while the binds holding her arms rose up, forcing Molly onto her toes as a rope slithered out of a hiding place and under her. The rope rose up, becoming straight as it pressed against Molly's pussy.

"Tell you what? If you can keep yourself from cumming, I'll fuck you." James took the rope in his hand and moved it back and forth. At first the woman thought her chances at winning were assured, but Molly's eyes widened again, and she squeaked in shock as she realized the trap she had fallen in.

There were tiny knots in the rope, going all the way down to James' hand. If Molly walked along the rope, she'd be feeling each hard knot against her pussy, dragging against her lower lips, even pressing against her clit.

James stood at the end of the long rope, on the other side of the room. He smiled at her, silently challenging her to come to him. The offer was clear, either come closer, or have nothing. For Molly, even as Lucy stared at her, she obeyed.

Moving forward wasn't easy with her back forced straight and her arms reaching towards the ceiling. She moved on her tip toes, sliding her pussy along the thin rope. Her panties were the only thing keeping them separated, and she gasped, coming to a stop as she reached her first knot.

She bit her lower lip as she sucked in air through her teeth. She moved on her toes, slowly grinding her pussy along the knot, feeling it dig in her, before she finally got through it. Molly gasped for air, panting as James' smile grew.

Molly moved forward with gasping, quivering breaths as tears began to pool in the corners of her eyes. Her face was hot as her heart raced, every beat shaking her supple tits. She continued to moan as her pussy met yet another knot, feeling it press against her clit and drag against her lower lips.

"Ahh…"

She dragged herself along the rope, moving closer and closer as Lucy watched. Lucy's expression mirrored her sister's, despite the fact that she wasn't being touched by anything. Her older sister, the woman she once wanted to grow up to be like, was humiliating herself for a man old enough to be their father.

Molly was torturing herself, all out of a devotion that was born in one single meeting. Lucy felt her pussy quiver and moisten as she pressed her legs together, watching Molly's moaning face. Lucy's hand began to slide down her body, brushing along her nipple as James began to move the rope.

He suddenly lifted it up, pressing it into Molly's pussy, causing the woman to loudly cry out. Drool dripped down her lower lip as James lowered the rope, only to gently smack it against her quivering pussy.

By now her panties were soaked, and her juices were dripping onto the ground, but she was so close to James. Her face was red, and her eyes were glazed over, lost in a haze of pleasure as James chuckled. She was just about a foot away from the man now, and part of Lucy couldn't help but cheer her sister on as her own hand moved lower down her body.

Lucy's fingers brushed against her clit as James suddenly uttered another spell. All he did was speak out a few words, before he released the rope and it came to life below Molly. The rope retracted back, moving through the air, and it rubbed against Molly's pussy, moving back and forth as the woman cried out.

The rope was like a living creature, a beast with a goal in mind. It rubbed itself against Molly's pussy, letting the knots dig into the soaked, almost transparent pussy. Molly's already fatigued, twitching legs crumpled as an orgasm slammed through her body.

She hung limply, dangling off the ground, before the leather binds holding her dropped her like a sack of rocks. She fell to the ground as the small rope wrapped around her legs, holding her down as she gasped and mewled. Drool spilled onto the ground as her eyes stared into the distance, lost and unfocused as her pussy twitched.

Molly came on the ground, making puddles on it from her mouth and pussy, as Lucy lost complete control of her hand. She began to finger herself, pressing a finger against her pussy lips, pushing into her as her palm pressed against her clit.

Lucy began to masturbate, fingering her own pussy as her eyes looked at James. This cruel, powerful man just made both her sister and mother cum, and now left them where they were. His mother hung from the ceiling while Molly laid on the ground, panting and shaking.

James looked back and forth between the two women, before he turned his eyes to Lucy Weasley. The young woman was masturbating on the ground, pushing her finger in and out of her as she looked at the older man. Even as her face burned red and her heart drummed in her chest, she somehow found the strength to speak.

But what came out of her mouth shocked even her. "I-I'm next, r-right? Y-you'll make me cum now, right?" She licked her lips, looking up at him with desperate and hungry eyes. "P-please, I-I want to cum too. I want to scream for you, a-and-"

"You sound so eager now." He walked towards her, and every step made Lucy's pussy quiver with a desperate, almost animalistic need. "Keep talking. Maybe if I like what I hear, I'll make you cum."

She nodded her head, and the once shy woman spoke, her confidence building as her body screamed with desire. "I-I want you to make me cum! I'll do anything for you, just please. Hold me, suck on my breasts, kiss me, m-make me cum! I want to scream for you, M-Master!" she declared, and that last word popped and sizzled on her tongue like sugar.

Lucy beamed for him, repeating herself. "P-please, Master! I want you to make me cum! I want-" The youngest Weasley gasped, and she watched the leather belt holding her leg began to grow in size.

It moved like a black liquid, yet it seemed to crawl up her body, flowing over her like some kind of bath. She watched it cover her leg, before it swept over her body. It didn't take long to cover her face, leaving her in the dark as James' footsteps got louder.

For a moment, all Lucy could hear was the racing of her own heart. Her entire body was trapped in the leather suit, save for several some holes over her mouth, and even then, she couldn't see out of them. She rubbed her leather covered hand against her pussy with a whimper, feeling the material rub against itself.

Then the leather suit began to move, taking Lucy along for the ride. She laid on her back on the ground, and grabbed her legs, pulling them back so that her pussy was presented to James. Then the suit went still, and Lucy was paralyzed in the position as her skin, lips, and even her nipples pressed against the inside of the suit.

"M-Master?"

"Relax, slut. Just let me take care of you." She felt a part of her body being freed, but Lucy's cheeks burned hot under the leather suit as she realized what part of her was now free.

The suit was opened just at her pussy, exposing her wet cunt. Lucy couldn't feel anything else but the leather suit. She couldn't see, she could barely hear. It was like she wasn't human anymore, and honestly, that thought drove her wild. It sent her body into a frenzy as her pussy quivered again and again.

Then she felt someone touch her, and the animal trapped in leather moaned. James' hand brushed along her pussy, gently stroking her soaking womanhood. His fingers gently pinched her clit, before rubbing it between his two fingers. Lucy moaned again, her muscles tensing as she tried to hump his hand.

She heard James laugh, before he pushed a finger into her pussy. He moved it back and forth, sliding it and out of her as she moaned, blowing hot, sensual breaths along the inside of her gimp suit.

James' finger was bigger than her own, yet he continued to up the game as he began to finger her with two fingers.

"You're going to be a good slut, aren't you, Lucy?"

"Y-yes! Yes! I'll be good, Ma-ahhh!" Three fingers now, and Lucy was quickly becoming the loudest slut James had ever played with. It was a good thing she had the mask on to muffle her as he increased the count to four fingers.

"O-oh God… Yes, yes!" Lucy's cries of pleasure were stopped for a moment as James pushed the game beyond Lucy's expectations. She gasped, whimpering as James' fingers balled into a fist, and he began to push into her.

At first, Lucy could only cry out in pain, tears falling down her face as James began to fist her. The suit then opened, revealing one of her small breasts, and James pinched her nipple, rolling the small nub between his fingers as it hardened and Lucy's pain began to turn into sweet, sinful pleasure.

"Oooh!"

James showed no mercy as he fisted the woman. Her screams filled the living room, but neither her mother or sister rushed to her defense. They just watched Lucy usually so quiet and shy, be dominated by the man they both worshipped.

Blood spilled from Lucy's pussy as James broke her hymen with his fist. He had the woman practically impaled on his hand as he fucked her harder and harder, and it wasn't long until she was hitting her first orgasm.

The first in her entire life. Lucy had never even touched herself before today, now here she was, being impaled on the hand of a perfect, wonderful man who she would give anything to be with.

Pain and pleasure mixed together for little Lucy, becoming a perfect paradise of sensations as she came on James' fist. Her juices coated his hand and her leather suit as her screams echoed throughout the house.

"Master!"

James did not stop after that. He made sure to torture all three women again and again, and they loved him for it. Each sinful act was met with moans of pleasure and gasping, panting thanks. He made each woman cum from toys he made with magic, or his own fingers, but he never fucked them.

Not even when they begged him to, and oh, how they begged him to fuck them. Audrey, the once respected and wise mother, was now so corrupt and twisted that she would call her husband and divorce him on the spot, just for the chance to ride James' cock. Molly, once confident and cool-headed, would humiliate herself to any degree for her Master. But Lucy might have been the best of the three.

The once shy child was now a woman, and one who loudly begged for her Master's cum.

James took great pleasure in reducing the three to animals, and he watched them as their newly made leather binds held them back. He sat on his chair, watching them pull at the leather leashes connected to the collars on their necks.

James couldn't help but think of three dogs tied to a post. Each woman was being held back by their leash, even as they dragged themselves on the ground, trying to reach the piece of prime meat they all so desperately craved.

They whined, and they whimpered, and they begged, but the sadistic man just sat in his chair, cock throbbing at full mast as the three girls' eyes stared.

"P-please, Master! Fuck me!"

"No! Me, Master!"

"No! Forget about them, fuck me, Master! I have the better pussy!"

"No! Me!"

It was so cute watching this family fight. If he gave them the order, he was sure they'd attack one another for him, but thankfully he didn't want anything that violent. No, he had a simpler offer for them.

"Women." His voice was loud, booming, and commanding, and they froze as they stared at him. "If you want my cock, then let's make a deal. I'll be happy to fuck each and every one of you, if you act as my harem's stress relief."

"S-stress relief?" Lucy repeated, some of her old self rearing up again.

"I-I don't understand, Master. What harem?"

It was at that moment that James decided to reveal his hand to the three. He glanced behind them, and the girls followed his eyes, turning to find several girls looking back at them. All three of the Weasley women were left stunned, their eyes wide and lips parted as they saw Ginny, Rose, Lily, and Hermione behind them, all of them naked as the day they were born.

The three didn't speak. They had, of course, heard about their family disappearances, but they were sure that Harry and Ron would find and rescue the girls. As the four strutted forward, walking around the three girls, Audrey, Molly, and Lucy realized that a rescue would not be necessary.

All four women approached James. They did nothing to hide their nubile, naked bodies, and despite everything, Audrey and her daughters found themselves staring at the four. Each woman was gorgeous, beautiful in their own, glorious way. Each of them commanded the attention of those around them, yet each threw themselves onto James like he was the king of the castle, and they were the jewels on his crown.

Lily sat at his feet, hugging one of his legs, kissing the muscular flesh. Ginny and Rose leaned down, and pressed their lips on each side of James' mighty, fleshy cock. They breathed in his musk, before their tongues began to slide up and down the veiny shaft. Finally there was Hermione. She stood by James, a hand on his shoulder as she leaned down to kiss the man's lips.

Funny enough, when Lucy saw that, she felt a pang of jealousy stab her back. She scowled, and stood tall as she shouted, "Y-yes, Master! I'll happily be your slaves' toy!"

"N-now wait, I brought all of us here in the first place! Please, Master, allow me to be their toy!" Audrey argued.

"No! Me!" Molly replied, trying to push her mother and sister behind her.

As if they had uttered a spell, their leashes vanishes. Collars remained on each of them though, a clear sign of their status even in James' harem. They were the lowest sluts, barely above dirt. Each women understood that they were giving up Percy, their home, their old lives, all for the new one James was handing to them.

Each woman fell to her knees, sure in their heart that they had made the right choice.

James decided to let Lucy bounce on his lap first. She was the loudest of the three by far, and her loud pleas earned her a place on his dick. She rode it, her hands on his shoulders as her small breasts jiggled between them.

"Oh, oh! Master! I-it feels so good! Even better than your fist!"

"Oh, I know, slut." He gave her hair a pull, exposing her neck, and he took great pleasure in placing small, gentle kisses on the most vulnerable spot of the woman.

"Ahh! I love you, Master! I love you!" The cock stretched out her pussy as James' other hand began to strike and smack her perky rear. He made sure to leave a mark, just like he did with her mother as he sucked on her smooth neck. "Ahh… You're beautiful, whore."

"T-thank you! Ah! I love you, Master!"

"Don't bother holding it back, Lucy. Just cum whenever you want…"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" By now, James didn't think Lucy even heard him. She was too busy bouncing on his cock, using her arms to lift her body up and down the shaft. She should have no strength left in her, yet her love and desire for the man drove her to further lengths to prove that love.

The two kissed, and moments after that, Lucy's hands began to dig into his skin and her legs wrapped tightly around his middle section. James came inside the small woman. She was so innocent and shy when she first walked in, but now…

His sperm filled her pussy to the point where the cum he had left in her was beginning to drip out of her cunt. Lucy screamed as she was filled, crying out as she threw her head back. Her mother and sister would have seen the fucked silly smile on her face, if they weren't busy playing with the other whores.

Ginny was on her back, laying on the ground as she licked and sucked on Audrey's pussy. Her tongue smacked against the older woman's cunt, even thrusting in as Molly was played with by Rose and Lily. The two girls spanked at the woman as they told her to watch her mother being licked and pleasured.

James laughed, before pushing Lucy off of his cock and motioning Molly over to him. No matter how much fun the other two sluts were having with Molly, they released her into their Master's care. Lily crawled over to where Ginny was as James patted his lap, commanding Molly to ride his cock .

She got on top of him and impaled herself on the thick shaft as Hermione cuddled up into her Master's side. She had a front row seat of her Master fucking the younger woman, and she even began to touch herself to the sight of it.

Audrey's eyes bounced between her two daughters. Lucy, laying on the floor, cum pouring out of her cunt, and Molly, slowly sliding down the cock of a man old enough to be her daddy. It made her so wet to know that her daughters had found the perfect man to be with. The same man she wanted to be with.

As the mother watched her mother give up her virginity, Lily crawled towards her mother. She began to lick and kiss her own mother's pussy, making her moan into Audrey's cunt. The threesome continued, with Lily's actions spurring Ginny's, and all three women loudly moaned as their own orgasms came closer and closer, but when Ginny was about to cum, Lily stopped, mocking her daughter with sadistic glee.

"Ah, ah, ah. You don't get to cum yet, mommy."

"Mmmph!"

James was proud of his little girl's corruption, but he couldn't focus on it as Molly finally slid down to the bottom of his cock. He stroked her ass, squeezing it as she began to bounce on his shaft.

She kissed him, pressing her lips against the man's lips as she rode him. Precum coated his cock as more of it dripped onto the ground. Their tongues danced with one another as Molly felt the cock throbbing inside of her, stretching out her walls.

James made sure to enjoy the young woman's body, squeezing her ass and groping her tits. Molly moaned into his mouth, before breaking the kiss and focusing on bouncing on his cock. Her tits slapped against her chest as she cried out.

"Ah! Harder, daddy! Harder! I love your cock! I love it! Please, let me be your slut forever! Fuck me like a good girl, da-ddee!" It seemed Molly had a thing for father play, because moments after calling James by his new title, she began to cum.

Her pussy tightened around James' shaft, squeezing the dick, and the older man moaned as he unleashed another serving of cum, this time to the eager Molly. His sperm filled her cunt, coating her walls and flooding her womb as Molly screamed in pleasure. Her body spasmed atop his cock as Hermione kissed and licked her Master's neck, smiling at the show.

Molly soon went limp after the orgasm, and Hermione was kind enough to push her off James' cock. That left only one member left of this little family, and when James signalled for her to be brought forward, Audrey was forced onto her feet and brought before the powerful man.

"Your daughters were good fucks," he complimented, and she blushed at the statement.

"Maybe. But they're nothing compared to a real woman…" Audrey replied.

"Oh, I know. Hermione is a wonderful lover." His favorite slave blushed at the compliment as Audrey's heart raced from the insult.

"P-please. Let me prove my worth to you…"

"What about Percy?" They both knew the answer, but that didn't stop James from wanting to twist the knife in the man's back. He didn't even know what was happening, what he was losing, and that thought made James impossibly happy.

"Fuck him," Audrey replied without a moment of hesitation. "He's weak, and he doesn't deserve us. I'd do anything for you. I'd betray him in an instant. I just want you. I… I love you, Master," she admitted, and James loved the look of devotion in her eyes.

He patted his lap, and Audrey approached his still hard cock. He had cum twice already, filled her daughters with his seed, yet he was still virile and ready for more. Audrey almost came on the spot as she climbed on top of him and slid her body down his massive rod.

The difference between James' cock and Percy's was clear just from looking at them, but when his dick pushed into her body, Audrey went mad with the pleasure. She screamed in pleasure as James let her sink lower and lower, before he turned her around, spinning her on his dick.

Audrey looked at her two daughters, and she watched as the other slaves attacked them like vultures to scraps of meat. Lily was sucking cum out of Molly's cunt as Rose did the same to Lucy. Ginny was sucking on the older daughter's nipple, moaning at the taste as the two new slaves moaned with her.

Her daughters were being molested before her, and she did nothing to help them. Worse, she approved of it.

"Fuck them," Audrey mewled. "Make those sluts cum… Make them cry out for their Ma-ahh!" James grabbed her tits as he kissed her neck from behind. He sucked on her flesh, leaving red marks as the mother grinned. "Master! Your cock's… so much bigger than my husband's!"

Her words pleased him the way only a married woman could. He so loved stealing married woman. They might have been his favorite slut to fuck.

James pinched her nipples as Lily, with a mouth full of James' cum, kissing Molly. The new slave grunted in shock, before moaning at the taste as the two sluts made out, tongues smacking against one another as their cum coated their lips.

James couldn't tell if they were trying to share cum with one another or if they were trying to steal it from the other way. Either way, he loved the show as Hermione got down on her knees and began to suck and lick her Master's balls.

Her tongue swept over his balls, bathing them in her saliva as his cock rubbed along the warm, slick walls of Audrey's pussy. The woman grabbed his hands, pressing them into her chest as her ass bounced up and down on James' cock.

"Master! G-give me your babies! Please, I want your babies! I want real children. I want you to cum in me!" Audrey begged her Master for his seed, and who was he to deny the slut?

James pried one of his hands off of Audrey's tit and grabbed her by her long hair. The woman, once regal in appearance, was now a moaning, mewling, slut on his shaft. This was just the effect on women, and James was beginning to wonder if any slut could resist him?

It didn't matter, of course. Even if a woman could, she'd fall sooner or later for him. It was just the nature of things.

It was this thought of his own superiority that made him cum, filling the tight pussy of the Percy's wife. Cum flowed into her as she screamed in pleasure, crying out for her Master as her two daughters watched with jealous, hungry eyes…

James sighed as he leaned back into his chair. It was a beautiful summer day as he and his harem enjoyed his pool. Lily was serving him a cool drink, dressed only in a bikini as the sun's rays bathed him and his harem.

He took the drink and sipped at it as a loud moan broke the serenity. He raised his brow, smiling in amusement as he saw the source of the cry.

Audrey, Molly, and Lucy Weasley were all sunbathing by his pool, each of them naked. They had Ginny with them, but they hardly treated the woman as an actual person. She was more like a toy, and the three were fighting for who got her next.

"Ginny! Get over here and lick my cunt, you stupid twat!" Lucy ordered.

"You already got her this morning! Whore!" Molly glared at Ginny. "Come here and suck my clit. Now!"

"Y-yes, ma'am." Ginny was so meek to the three. She got down on all four as she licked Molly's cunt, kissing her clit as the younger woman moaned.

"Ahh… Yes, right there…!"

"Honestly you two, show a bit of restraint. Ginny's not some toy. She's a slave for Master to break," Audrey corrected, and the three laughed at the correction. Ginny blushed, hiding her face between Molly's legs as the matriarch touched her naked breast. She groped herself as she smiled. "When you're done with her, Ginny, come here. I want you to make me cum too."

"Huh? No fair, mommy! I called her!" Lucy growled.

"Age before beauty, Lucy, of course, I have both." Audrey laughed as her youngest child huffed, and Molly moaned, pressing Ginny's face deeper into her pussy.

James shook his head with an amused smile on his face. What a wonderful trio of sluts he had added to his collection.

Hm… He wondered who was next to throw themselves at his feet?