Angelina Weasley walked down the street with an exhausted frown on her face. She carried several bags in her hands as she traveled from one shop to another, picking up everything she needed, and sometimes doubling back to pick up what she had forgotten.
It was an exhausting and tiring affair, but it was nothing she wasn't used to. Just the life she had made for herself after Hogwarts. She cared for her children, Fred Junior and Roxanne, while George lived his own life, making the family money, but rarely coming home.
Angelina did not want to sound ungrateful. She wasn't. It was just exhausting being the sole parent at home. Fred Junior inherited his uncle, and namesake's mischievous nature, while Roxanne wanted all the experience and knowledge she could absorb regarding Quidditch.
Yes, it seemed Roxanne had inherited her mother's love of the game. She asked for as many books about the subject, and she demanded her mother teach her all she knew. They went through practice games and routines again and again, all while Angelina had a dozen other responsibilities over her shoulders.
Angelina's life was swallowed up by her family. The older woman told herself she had no regrets, but that was a lie. She had many regrets.
All her life, Angelina had lived for the rush. The shot of adrenaline as she raced through the field on her broom, dodging the enemy team, zooming past them, racing to the other side as the crowd cheered for her.
Angelina lived for that moment. That moment of euphoria when she earned her victory, where she had to fight for that victory. She loved the speed, the excitement, the screams… She had been something of an adrenaline junkie in her youth. Both when she was on her Quidditch team, and when she was part of Dumbledore's Army.
She wanted more, until it reached its peak when she fought in the Battle of Hogwarts. After losing so many of her friends, and seeing the darker side of her hunger for adrenaline, she thought she was ready to stop.
The ebony-skinned beauty married George, and she thought she could just give it all up. She soon realized how wrong she was as the years passed.
She wanted more than this simple life she and George had made for themselves. She gave up the field, and now all she could do was be a small coach for even smaller Quidditch teams. Angelina's most exciting part of the day was hunting down the ingredients for dinner, or books for her two, energetic children.
The young woman shook her head. She closed her eyes for a moment, inhaled, and then exhaled. She kept moving, kept going through the motions. For now, it was the only thing keeping her sane.
Just moving from one goal to the other, expecting the cheer of a crowd and a rush of excitement…
"Angelina Johnson. I'm sorry, it's Weasley now, isn't it?" Angelina stopped, and she turned her head to find an old friend walking towards her. The Minister of Magic, Susan Bones, herself.
Susan walked towards Angelina, dressed in a large, black cloak that covered her entire body, save for her head. Of course, Angelina couldn't have had any idea what was going on under the surface, so to speak.
James' spells were still in effect, and the large breasted woman could still feel her nipples being rubbed and touched, even when nothing was against them. She felt something vibrate against her clit, yet no one heard anything of the sort.
By now, Susan had gotten used to the sensation. She had cum a thousand times to the feeling of a vibrator against her pussy, or against her breasts. It had gotten to the point where she felt empty without the sensation.
She smiled at Angelina as her nipples were played with by invisible, intangible fingers. "Hello, Angelina."
"Susan. I'm sorry, Minister Bones."
"Please. We're friends. You can just call me Su…" She gulped, closing her eyes for a moment. "Susan. Come, talk with me." She motioned Angelina to follow, and what was the other woman to do? The Minister of Magic asked her to follow, and so Angelina did.
"I wanted to talk to you about some concerning news. Tell me, have you heard from Hermione? Or Ginny?" Angelina frowned at that.
"Yes. I heard. They're missing, aren't they?"
"And they aren't the only ones, I'm sad to say," Susan sighed, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling of her quivering clit. She subtly licked her lips, before she continued. "There are many missing women, and more vanishing by the day."
"Do you think it's connected to… to you know who?" Angelina asked, a part of her almost excited at the prospect of Dumbledore's Army being needed once again. She hid her disappointment as Susan shook her head.
"I don't know. Not yet, at least. Please, will you come with me? I wanted to ask you some questions, see if you might know something about what's going on."
"I can't see how I could help, but alright. Anything for Harry and others," she replied. Susan smiled at her friend, before turning around.
She had her back facing towards Angelina as she let out a small moan. The vibrations were intensifying, getting stronger, until she came where she stood. Her already wet pussy began to drip, letting her juices fall to the ground as Angelina walked beside Susan. The two walked forward, towards the Ministry as Susan's soft, comforted smile never left her face.
Eventually the two reached the Ministry, and they walked inside to Susan's office side by side. The dark skinned woman walked in as Susan opened the door for her, and she spoke as she looked around the office.
"Did we really have to come to your office? Shouldn't I talk to some of your… your…" Angelina stopped when she heard the door close, and the lock was put into place, locking the two inside. She turned around, and she gasped, bringing her hands to her mouth as she looked at the Minister of Magic.
Angelina watched Susan shrug her large, black robe off, revealing her naked form. Her large breasts, hard and tingling as Susan came once more. She made sure to spread her legs a little bit, just so Angelina could see her cum dripping onto the ground.
Susan had a dumb, yet ovorejoyed smile on her face as she humped the invisible fingers playing with her pussy. Angelina didn't know what to say. She stepped back, shaking her head as a voice spoke behind her.
"You'll have to excuse, Susan. The little bimbo can't help herself. She loves having an audience watch her act like her true self." Angelina didn't want to take her eyes away from Susan, and yet Angelina felt her heart race when she heard that third voice.
She finally turned around, finding Susan's chair facing away from the two women. The chair turned, revealing James sitting at the Minister of Magic's desk. He smiled at Angelina, a smirk on his lips as he laughed.
"Pardon the dramatics. I've always wanted to do that," he confessed.
Something bumped into Angelina's shoulder, and she almost jumped. She saw the hourglass figure of Susan Bones, one of the most powerful women in the magical world, walk past her towards the man sitting at her desk.
Angelina expected the man to do something. To wave his wand, to motion her down, to utter a spell, but no. It looked as though Susan was doing this by choice… She chose to walk towards the man and bow before him, kneeling as though she was in the presence of a god.
Susan pressed her forehead against the cold ground, and she let out a moan as she lifted her head up. "Master," she whined. "I did as you asked. I did good, yes? I-I was a good little slut? Do I get my reward now? D-do I get your cock inside me? Please, please say yes. I want to feel you pound my pussy again!"
Angelina couldn't believe what she was hearing, much less seeing. She quickly walked backwards, never taking her eyes off the two. She made a dash for the locked door, turning the knob to no avail as it refused to give her passage.
She pushed, pulled, tugged, and slammed on the door, but she accomplished nothing beyond a numb pain to her hands.
"Master, please… When was the last time I wrapped my tits around your cock? I can give you so much pleasure. Anything. You can take my pussy, or my ass, or-?"
"Quiet, slut." James didn't even look at her as Susan obeyed, sealing her lips shut as she nibbled on her lower lip. She returned to bowing, her muffled moans more than enough to get across what she still wanted.
Yet James ignored her as James focused on Angelina. The dark skinned woman gulped, before she stood up tall, trying to ignore the pounding of her heart. "Who are you? What's going on?!"
James didn't bother answering. He just looked at Susan, who nodded her head. The powerful woman had such a look of euphoria on her face. To have such a simple honor as telling Angelina the truth…
Angelina continued to pull at the doorknob, twisting it as Susan explained, "James has freed me, Angelina. I resisted, like you are now, but James' cock felt so good in me, and his cum felt so amazing on my skin."
The other woman's eyes widened as Susan groped herself, stroking and squeezing her tit, playing with her own nipple. "You'll learn to love it, just like so many others have. His cock is so fucking good. When he was pounding the resistance out of me, he showed me the light. He showed me my place was as his loyal Minister fuck slave. His busty bitch."
Susan continued to touch herself. She played with her nipple, rolling it under her finger as her other hand slid down her body. She reached her pussy, and she pushed a single finger into herself, fingering her pussy as she panted.
Angelina thought it was a spell. It had to have been a spell making Susan like this, but as Susan continued to relive the process of being broken by James, Angelina began to realize the truth. Susan was not under the effect of a spell. She was like this because James made her like this, and she had truly loved it.
"Ahh…! Master, y-your cock, I…" The great Susan Bones was almost reduced to an animal. She was so hungry for his dick and the pleasure it gave her. It was like an instinct to desire him. Like every cell in her body screamed at her to beg for his cock, whatever it took to feel it inside of her again.
As if hearing her body's hungry desire for him, James approached Susan from behind. She gasped, beaming with euphoric pleasure as he unzipped and rubbed his cock against her ass. She wiggled her hips back and forth, feeling the dick bounce between her two ass cheeks.
Angelina pounded on the door by now, slamming her fists and feet against it as she screamed. "Help! Help! Anyone, please, help me! Susan's gone crazy!" As her voice cried out, her mind betrayed her. She couldn't see James' dick, which just made her think about it more.
How big was it? It sounded huge. Susan was clearly painting it as some massive, throbbing flesh tower, but it couldn't be. She couldn't believe any cock could be that big, feel that good. She tried to ignore her thoughts as she continued to call out for help.
Her cries of terror were actually overwhelmed by the sound of laughter. The ebony beauty turned her head to Susan, who continued to giggle as the cock rubbed against her ass. She flexed her cheeks, tightening her ass around James' dick, hot dogging him.
"Oh, Angelina. You poor girl. You haven't screamed much during sex, have you? I bet George has a tiny little baby dick. He probably has no idea how to really please you," Susan mocked. "This room is soundproof, as per Master James' order. No one can hear your screams of freedom… or your screams of pleasu-aahhh!"
Susan cried out as James' hand fell on her breast, squeezing the large tit. There was so much flesh that some of it tried to spill out from between his fingers. Susan moaned, shuddering as she looked at James.
"Master…? May I?" He nodded his head, and Susan fell to her knees, moving slightly so that Angelina could see the man's cock.
The thing really was long. Big, huge and throbbing. It bobbed slightly before Angelina's eyes Susan took the base in her hand. James did nothing as Susan made the cock bounce up and down, a droplet of precum dripping from the tip.
She gave the cock a few strokes, pushing the precum out and letting it spill to the ground. Susan moved her head at the last second, catching the drop of precum into her mouth before she stretched her lower jaw further down. She opened her mouth as far apart as it could go as she took the massive penis into her, feeling it slip past her teeth, her tongue, and down her esophagus.
Angelina was a mix of terrified and… amazed. She couldn't imagine anyone taking such a huge cock down their throat so easily. It was huge. Easily twice the size of George's. Maybe three. Her mouth hung open as Susan's was forced open, and the cock slowly slid down her throat.
Susan moaned in pleasure, muffled cries of happiness filling the room as she closed her eyes. Tears of pain and pleasure welled up in the corners of her eyes, slowly falling down her face as she felt the cock slide along her tongue.
Her throat seemed to physically distort around the thick shaft. It bulged as the cock traveled down towards her stomach, before it sank back into its place as he slid his dick back out.
Angelina had never seen a cock so big, and she couldn't even imagine seeing a woman take such a thing down her mouth. She pulled away from the door, stepping closer, leaning closer, just to watch as the cock nearly slipped out of Susan's mouth, before going back in.
The ebony mother expected a cock that massive to tear a woman in two, yet Susan looked at peace with it in her mouth. Better than that, she was happy. Like a fire in her skin had finally been put out. She moved her head back and forth, letting James rest as she did all the work.
Angelina leaned a little closer, and she could hear the wet smack of her friend's tongue against the cock inside her throat. She could see Susan's hands returning to her tits, both hands groping and squeezing her nipples, rolling them in between her fingers as she closed her eyes and fell into a good pace.
Back and forth, up and down. Susan impaled her head on the cock, fucking her face with the shaft. She even made sure to move her head slightly, letting the tip press against the inside of her cheek, or even directly down onto her tongue.
She made sure every inch of her mouth rubbed against his cock. She wanted his precum to stain the inside of her mouth, as her fingers continued to pinch and pull on her nipples. She sucked on the cock as her head took the rod all the way, pressing her nose against his pubic hair as she moaned.
Angelina watched this with growing awe as her fear began to subside. It was a primal, almost instinctive part of her, like her body just marveled at the alpha male that this man was. She tried to tear her eyes away from his cock, but even as Susan took the entire thing down her throat, Angelina watched with her lips agape and eyes wide.
She soaked in every detail as her own panties were soaked with her juices. She was getting wet as her feet dragged her closer to the two.
"H-how is… How is it so big?" she uttered, gulping down spit to wet her dry throat. She planted her feet in the ground, trying to stop herself as she panted. Every breath she took was heavy with the musk of James' huge cock, and that smell fogged her mind, making her intoxicated.
She licked her plump lips as sweat began to move down her chocolate-colored skin. Her fingers twitched as her thick thighs began to rub against one another. Her chest panted, and Angelina moved subtly, letting her nipples rub against the inside of her robes as her clit did the same with her panties.
Angelina was doomed the moment she had walked into the same room as James. She just hadn't realized it. She continued to unconsciously rub herself against her robes, but it only got worse as Susan quickened her pace.
The Minister of Magic took her hands off of her huge tits and placed them on her Master's body. She held his body as she fucked her face faster and harder on the cock, choking herself on the dick. The minor resistance and pain was nothing compared to the pleasure she gained as she moved her head faster on the dick.
She spread her legs, letting Angelina see how wet the woman's cunt was. She was dripping onto the floor, and Angelina had to fight herself not to try and lick the other woman's juices up. The battle in her heart and mind was so fierce that she ended up not realizing how her hands were sinking her further down into James' pit of pleasure.
Her hands rose up, carried by an unseen force as she began to touch herself. She placed her hands on her tits, mimicking Susan as she began to play with her. She didn't have a bra on under her robes, and so when she pressed a hand against her breast, she outlined it.
James glanced at her, staring at her tits, watching how large her chest was she groped herself. She gulped, not even realizing what he was staring at as her hers made her nipples harden under her robes.
She dropped one hand, sliding it down her flat stomach as she touched her wet pussy. She gasped, feeling the cold touch of her moist panties as she began to rub her slit through the thin cloth. Her other hand continued to grope herself as her hard nipples poked against the fabric of her clothes.
The woman was breaking, and James barely had to lift a finger. He stood just there, letting Susan suck him off, dragging her tongue along his shaft as she moaned around his dick. The vibrations went through his cock, getting him closer and closer to his first of many climaxes tonight.
James decided to take this moment to show Angelina who was in control, and to remind the Minister of Magic who was truly more powerful. He placed a hand on Susan's head, forcing her to deep throat his entire cock once more. She let out a muffled cry of surprise and pleasure as his cock was stuffed down her throat. Her nose was pressed against his crotch, and she couldn't breathe as her fingers clawed at his body, begging for air.
James held her there for a second, then two. He just enjoyed the sensation of her throat closing around his cock, cutting off her air circulation. Her nose was buried in his pubic hair, forcing more of the meaty odor into her. Her bottom lip brushing against his balls, barely touching them… Then he came, shooting a load directly down her throat.
His cum spilled down her throat, flooding her stomach. Susan let out a loud groan, opening her eyes just so Angelina could see Susan's eyes rolling into her skull. She felt the semen flow down her throat, clinging to the inner walls. Her groan weakened, and she would have fallen to the ground if not for the cock that had impaled her head.
She was still, not moving as the dick continued to empty its contents inside of her. The load flowed down, sliding down her throat like a stream. Susan's eyes moved down and up, and Angelina could see her go cross eyed as her juices continued to fall onto the ground of her own office.
Susan was such a dirty slut, Angelina realized. This Minister of Magic, this well respected woman, famed throughout the world of magic, was a dirty, cum eating whore. She was the slave to this man, broken by his cock.
Fuck, Angelina thought. It was so amazing to watch her work, and the dark-haired woman couldn't help but wonder what it was like to watch a woman break from that dick…
Angelina didn't miss the sight of Susan's body shaking. As James came down her throat, she moaned one last time and trembled where she laid. She came from the sensation of getting her belly filled with cum.
The little slut didn't even touch her pussy, and yet she was shaking as if she had just felt the greatest orgasm of her life. Angelina watched her, having never felt such pleasure before in her life. Her orgasms with George were smaller, more subdued, but this…
George never made her cum like Susan was. Not even when he was moving as quickly as he could, thrusting into her pussy again and again like a fish out of the water, gasping for air. That was George, while James was like a mighty dragon, standing tall atop his prey.
Susan trembled, quivering as her juices splattered on the ground. The little slut rode the waves of her orgasm, sucking in air through her nose as James allowed her to relent a little bit. Her head sank down, slowly sliding off of the cock, before she fell to the ground, her body limp as she panted.
She had actually managed to swallow it all. Her mouth was clean, besides a few dollops of cum that clung to her lips. Even a few pubic hairs still stuck to her face as she panted, gasping for air as she clumsily smacked her tongue against her lips, trying to eat more of his delicious seed.
"Amazing, isn't it?" James asked, raising his brow as he looked at Angelina. "The power I have over women. I'm sure you'd like to see it first hand, wouldn't you?"
Her eyes widened, and she shook her head, trying to argue. Nothing came out past her lips though, but faint, fast breaths of hot air. She tried to calm her racing heart as James grinned.
"You've been looking for that old rush, haven't you? I can see it in your eyes. I remember when you were soaring through the skies on your broom, moving like a hippogriff. You were the Queen of the sky, and you loved the pleasure of victory, didn't you?"
Rather than moved forward, James moved back. Angelina moved forward, as if drawn to him like a piece of metal to a magnet.
"You've been so hungry. Depraved without that shot of adrenaline, right?" he teased, as if reading her like a book. "You loved the rush you got when you won?" He took his cock in his hand, moving it back and forth, as if trying to hypnotize her. "I can show you the pleasure of defeat, and believe me, you'll love it far more than your little husband's pecker."
Angelina felt her body tremble. Her pussy quivered, and she was shaking as her juices traveled down her long leg. How could James know? How could he know her deepest, darkest secret?
Maybe that was just the natural gift of a man like him… To just know what a woman wanted, even if she didn't.
Angelina shook her head. No. She couldn't do this. She had to find a way out. She inched back, but a voice giggled.
"Don't leave, Angelina. You know you want to join us." Susan lifted her body up, legs shaking as she moved towards her Master. "You can't tell me you would rather pick George's little dicky instead of Master James' big, fat cock…"
Angelina bit her plump, lower lip. She shook her head side to side, trying to argue against the other woman, but Susan just laughed, stopping before her Master.
"May I, Master?" she asked, and James nodded his head, once again reading the mind of the desperate women who craved him. Only Susan was honest with herself.
Angelina watched as Susan began to give James a lap dance. As he sat on her desk, she shook her head ass for him, bouncing and swaying it back and forth. She pressed her ass against his crotch, moaning as his long, thick rod rubbed against her butt hole.
She gyrated up and down, grinding her asshole along the length of his cock as Angelina watched. The dark-skinned woman scowled, biting her lower lip as she watched.
The young woman was upset. She couldn't believe this. Was that the best Susan had to offer? It was pathetic. Susan's ass wasn't even that big.
Angelina's ass was bigger. She found herself touching her ass, digging her fingers into it. She nibbled her lower lip, panting as she imagined herself in Susan's place. Yes, Angelina's breasts weren't as big as Susan's were, but what she lacked in her tits, she more than made up for with her ass.
And Angelina knew how to shake her ass. It was embarrassing to admit, but she had taken up dance in her youth. More as a hobby than anything professional, but she knew how to accent her sexy body. Her husband never appreciated how hard she worked for an ass like hers, but James…
He would.
Angelina watched with jealousy in her eyes as Susan continued to insult the man with her lesser skilled dance. James may have liked it, but it was only because he hadn't felt a real ass against his cock yet.
Susan bounced the cock between her two cheeks, before she lifted herself up and impaled her ass on the cock. The entire thing almost sank in entirely in only one thrust, and the Minister of Magic was screaming in pain. She ground her teeth, struggling to be a good little slut for her Master, but she just needed a moment to breathe.
She took a moment too long for James, though. He watched as Susan struggled and tried to take his member up her ass. The fair skinned woman failed, and even as her ass tightened around his shaft, he placed his hands on both sides of her hips.
"Here, Susan. Let me help you. It should be easy after you lubed it up for yourself." He took control, making Angelina's pussy quiver as he proceeded to fuck the busty beauty.
He showed no mercy to Susan beyond the saliva coating his dick. That should have been enough for the slut. The muscular man pounded Susan's ass, fucking her hard and fast as he manhandled her body with relative ease.
"Ah! Y-yes! Yes, Master! Fuck my ass! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-ahhh!" Susan's arms played with her tits, pinching the swollen nipples once more as her eyes almost vanished under her skull. She rode his cock, tightening her ass around his shaft.
Her tight asshole squeezed his shaft, taking the entire thing in her as his balls smacked against her body. The wet smack of their bodies hitting one another filled the room, being the only thing Angelina could hear as she squeezed her legs together.
James deposited precum straight into the gorgeous woman's ass, letting his juices coat the walls of her butt. Meanwhile Susan was dripping her own juices down to the ground, letting them spill all over her floor, making a puddle.
Angelina watched as every pounding thrust slammed into Susan. Each time James hammered his cock into her, Angelina felt something in her chest begin to crack. It was like James was slowly breaking her will to resist. Her inhibitions continued to break as she wondered why she was hesitating.
She could feel her heart racing every time James pounded Susan's ass. The fair skinned beauty's tits were bouncing in her hands as her tongue out of her mouth. She had a fucked silly grin on her face, completely intoxicated on the dick inside of her.
Why couldn't that be Angelina?
Wasn't this what she wanted? This rush… James said it himself. All her life she had craved the rush of victory. The adrenaline of earning another win against the other team, but now she found herself hungry for defeat.
She wanted to lose to James, because that meant she could show up Susan. Beat her enemy, and bask in the glow of defeat under James, covered in his thick cum… As Angelina began to pull at her clothes, she had only one thought on her mind.
Susan hadn't left Angelina any cum. The greedy bitch had swallowed it all. Angelina would just have to get more from the source. She had to draw Master James' eyes to her, and that meant putting on a show.
She did her own little dance, and Angelina grinned with pride as James' eyes glanced at her. He looked at her with such apathy, as though Angelina wasn't worth his time. Angelina would raise her status in his eyes. He would see her as a prized trophy to show off. He would find her to be an amazing toy, his and his alone to break.
That was all Angelina would want to be for the man. She pieced together that the other women had disappeared because of James, and it was obvious what he must have done to them if this is how he treated Minister Bones.
The thought of James fucking Ginny, Harry's loving wife, turning her against her husband made Angelina wet. The thought that James had done this to countless other women just made her pussy quiver as she almost came on the spot.
She hoped he turned her against George. Most of the work was already done, she just wanted to set it in stone for him… Ooh, what if he wanted a taste of Roxanne? The thought of selling her own child out to this heaven sent devil had Angelina dripping, but she brushed that all aside.
This was about her.
The dark-haired slut rubbed her pussy, stroking her clit as her other hand fingered her pussy for James. He glanced at her, before turning his attention back to the fuck slave that was Susan Bones. He ignored Angelina as the neglected wife moaned with a hungry need.
She turned around, spanking her fat ass for him. She couldn't see if he was paying attention to her, but she hoped he was. The woman brushed her hair aside, turning so that he could see her lick her fingers. She thrusted a couple of her fingers in and out of her mouth, letting them rub against her tongue, before she began to finger fuck her own ass.
Angelina moaned, shaking. She had never had anything bigger than one finger in her ass, and that was just out of curiosity. This was a raw, hungry pleasure that wasn't even satiated with two fingers fucking her ass.
She spanked her ass again with her other hand, moaning as her fingers moved in and out of her tight butt. She kept hitting herself, turning one of her dark cheeks red as she listened to Susan ride James' massive member.
The two women moaned, and Susan couldn't help but notice how Angelina was trying to steal their Master's attention. Of course she knew that the Master wasn't hers alone, but she was still eager to be filled with his cum. What if he released her without her finishing? She couldn't stand that idea, and so she moaned loudly, trying to keep her Master's attention on her jiggling ass.
"Ahh! Master! Harder! Please, please, keep fucking my ass! I love how rough you are!" James took one hand off of her hip and he began to grope and squeeze her breast. She cried out in pleasure, drool spilling onto the ground as she did her best to move her body on his shaft.
She did her best to keep moving fast, becoming a pale blur as James' fingers dug into her tit flesh. Angelina watched the slut go, and she moaned aloud, trying to bring her Master's attention back to her.
The two women had a rivalry going on, a competition, but no matter who lost, James would win.
"Master! Don't you want to fuck my ass? It's all yours. George could never fuck an ass this big. He'd be too scared. He's too weak! Mmm, Master, I'm fingering myself with four fingers, but I know your cock will still be bigger than it!"
And true to her word, she started finger fucking her ass with four fingers, moaning louder to try and earn her Master's dick.
"Master, fuck me harder!"
"No, Master, drop that skinny bitch and fuck me!"
"Me, Master! I'll give you anything! Please, I love you, I love you, I-ahhh!"
"Master, I'd do anything for you. Just for a taste of your cum!"
The two gorgeous sluts moaned and screamed for James, and that familiar sensation of victory and triumph pushed him over the edge. He pulled Susan down on his cock, making sure the entire thing was stuffed into her tight ass, before he unleashed a torrent of his cum into her.
A geyser of semen rushed into her, filling her as she let out a mewling cry of ecstasy. It felt so good for the slut to be filled. She truly loved the feeling, and even her tummy began to distort slightly from the huge load of semen being stuffed into her.
Susan came on the cock. Her muscles spasmed, making her body twitch as the wave of cum coated her insides. Her own cum spilled onto the ground. All the screaming had left her throat raw, and all she could muster was a heavenly, intoxicated whimper. Her arms hung limply, and even her legs probably would have given out under her if not for James' dick inside of her. She was quite literally impaled on his cock…
She felt so good, and that euphoria didn't leave her even as James pulled the woman off of his dick.
He pushed her off of his dick, treating her like a piece of meat that he no longer wanted. She fell to the ground with a wet splat, face first. She wallowed in her cum and juices, licking the floor in a vain attempt to try and taste her own depravity.
James chuckled, placing a foot on her back as she laid below him. Angelina pulled her fingers out of her ass and crawled towards her Master and his defeated prey. The famed Quidditch player didn't deserve to walk around her Master just yet. She looked at Susan's ass, cum leaking out of her as Angelina licked her lips.
The young man glanced at Angelina, smiling, before he brought his foot down hard on Susan's back. Her belly was pressed against the ground, and his semen spilled out of her ass like a small tidal wave.
Susan let out a tired moan, feeling pain and pleasure mix in her fucked and melted mind. She didn't even register Angelina crawling past her, moving as quickly as her four 'legs' would allow. Angelina placed her face squarely between Susan's ass cheeks, and with zero hesitation, she began to lick up the flow of cum, moaning at the taste.
She began to suck the cum out, pressing her lips against Susan's ruined asshole. James watched with an amused smile, watching these two animals do what came natural to them. He listened to Angelina suck his semen out of Susan, who whimpered weakly in protest.
"N-no. That's mine, A-Angeli… ahh!" Did she just cum again? It sounded like it, but James didn't really care at this point. He drove his foot against Susan's back, knowing he probably could have broken her if he wanted to.
Thankfully, he was just trying to give Angelina a steady supply of semen from the other woman's butt. Angelina certainly seemed to appreciate it, sucking the cum into her mouth, even plunging her tongue into Susan's asshole. She swirled her tongue inside of her, licking at the inner walls, before she finally pulled her head back.
She gasped for air, trembling as she looked at James. She licked her cum caked lips, panting as the taste of Susan's ass only enhanced the flavor of her Master's sweet cum.
"Master… Master, please. More. I-I want you to do the same to me." She placed a hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat as she groped her chocolate covered tit. "No. Worst. I want you to do worst to me."
James chuckled, turning his head away. He made Angelina wait for it, knowing how desperate she was for his seed, knowing she'd do anything for him. When he turned his head back to her, she had her hands on his legs, kissing his feet, looking at him with bright, pleading eyes.
"Very well. I'll oblige, slut."
Angelina's heart skipped a beat as she beamed, basking in the glory of her Master.
He ordered her to lay on the desk, and Angelina obeyed. She stood up, and seeing that there were still several things on the surface of it, she placed her arms on it and smacked it all off. Files, pictures, even Susan's small trophies of her new rank and office were all knocked to the ground.
James stepped on them as Angelina got onto the table and laid on her chest, spreading her legs apart as James gave her ass a smack. The flesh was sensitive from what Angelina had done to it, and she moaned, shaking as James took his cock and rubbed it against the entrance to her hole.
The man spat on her ass, before driving the head of it against her pussy, giving it to her as lube. That, and Susan's saliva, and their cum on his hard rod. "Ready?"
"Yes, yes, Master, please, fuck my ass, I-ahh! AHH!" Angelina was cut off mid-sentence, just as James hoped. He pushed his cock into her virgin ass, popping her anal cherry as he pushed more of his dick into her.
He split her ass apart, fucking her ass so hard that the woman could only scream as she was torn in two. She held onto the desk for dear life, panting as his cock fucked her ass. Every thrust sent his dick deeper into her, and the table was beginning to shake as Angelina's eyes nearly rolled into her skull.
"Like it, whore?" James asked, grabbing her by her hair and tugging on it, making her lean her head back as his other hand began to play with her supple tits.
"Yes, yes, oh, Master! It hurts so good! Please, plow my fucki ah-ah-ahhhh!" Angelina felt her nipple being pinched as James kept fucking her. Her ass belonged to him, she realized, and she loved that fact as she basked in her defeat.
It felt so good to lose. She gave her up will, her resistance, and in return, James gave her amazing pleasure. He kept fucking her ass, pounding her as her stomach distended slightly from his dick.
Every thrust was making her ass jiggle by now. He kept pounding her asshole, making the desk under her shake, even moving an inch as she felt the entire thing plow her. She was in heaven, riding high on a wave of euphoria as James' cock made her go crazy.
"Ahh! Master, I love your cock!"
He grinned, spanking her ass. "Then cum on it, slut. Cum for your Master."
"T-thank yooou!" She screamed her gratitude out at him, trembling as her muscles went crazy, tightening around the penis.
Angelina was shaking as she felt herself cumming from the biggest cock she had ever felt or seen, but the night was far from over. James suddenly pulled his dick out of her, even with her ass squeezing around him, and he moaned as he unleashed a torrent of his cum onto Angelina's back.
It splattered against her dark skin, and Angelina panted, trembling as she felt the warm cum cling to her back. She moved her hand, clumsily smacking her fingers against her back, rubbing the semen into her skin. She then dragged her hand back to her lips, gazing at the cum clinging to her digits.
Angelina found herself loving the sight. Like a piece of art. The glistening cum on her dark skin. It felt so beautiful. So right. It made her tremble, but despite her love of the sight, she brought her fingers to her lips.
She licked her fingers, clean, letting her fingers slide down into her mouth as she tasted his sweet cum. She could only imagine how beautiful her tits looked from the cum on her…
"More," she panted, and James grinned, flipping her over. He slammed his cock back into her, and her cum coated back rubbed against Susan's desk, smearing more of his semen into the hardwood.
James placed his hands on Angelina's tits, playing with her rack as he slammed into her again and again. She moaned, feeling his cock slam into her. She stared into her Master's eyes, licking her lips.
"I'm all you-yaah…! Yours. Please, take me. Do whatever you want. I'm yours. I-I'd do anything-ahh! Anything for you!"
James chuckled, hearing that familiar symphony once more. He did stop as he felt something on his balls. He glanced down, and he saw Susan on her knees, licking and sucking on his balls, giving them soft kisses as he fucked Angelina's ass. He chuckled, before resuming, fucking Angelina's ass harder. His balls bounced back and forth, sometimes even smacking Susan's face, not that she cared.
Angelina screamed in pleasure as her new Master fucked her body.
She felt his cock pound her ass, rubbing against her inner walls. She flexed her muscles, tightening her ass for him, squeezing the sides of his cock as he played with her tits.
Precum spilled out of her ass, pushing out by the rapid fucking James gave her. That precum spilled down onto Susan's waiting face. The Minister moaned loudly, panting as James slammed his entire length into Angelina's ass.
"Oh, fuck! Master!"
He chuckled, smacking one of her tits as he spat down on her face. She cooed in approval, feeling the same rush of euphoria from his spit as she did with his cum. She tightened her ass once more, wrapping her legs around the man as she begged.
"Please! Please! I want your cum! I need it! I'll be your little slut! Your chocolate whore! Whatever you waa-aah!" She could feel her own orgasm coming closer, but she fought it. She placed her hands on his, pressing his fingers into her ebony tits as she panted. Her dark hair clung to her sweaty skin as she begged.
"Master, may I cum? Please, please, I so want to cum, I-"
"Go ahead, slut. Let's cum together," James growled.
Angelina felt happier than she had ever felt before. Her wedding to George, the birth of her children… All that faded away as she came on her Master's cock, feeling his semen flood into her ass.
She couldn't even scream. She bent her body, pushing her tits into his hands as her head hung off the desk. She trembled, feeling his semen overwhelm her ass. Cum spilled out of her asshole, splattering against Susan's face, who happily licked up the semen with moans of approval.
Cum coated the inside of Angelina's ass, and she fell limp as she struggled to catch her breath. James pulled his dick out of the woman, firing a few smaller jets of his seed onto her belly and even her breasts. The white cream was beautifully contrasted against her dark skin as Susan rose up, cum on her lips as she got on the desk.
She kissed Angelina, making the other woman moan as she kissed back. Their tongues wrestled as Susan fed her fellow slut some of James' cum. The milk and chocolate combo made out like lovers, before opening their eyes to look at their Master. Their tongues continued to wrestled as they smiled.
He returned that grin as he gave his still hard, glistening cock a few strokes.
James kept fucking the two girls for hours. It was a non-stop work out as he drove his cock into Angelina's ass, turning her into his anal only whore, though he was kind enoguh to let her lick his dick clean after a few orgasms. Susan was the perfect partner for Angelina, showing the slut the ropes on how to please their Master.
Of course, Angelina was actually a bit of a natural when it came to pleasing her Master. He rewarded her natural talent with fucking her ass, stretching it out so that no other cock could please her.
The two licked each other clean, and James dirtied them again when he came all over them. This cycle continued for hours. He wasn't sure how long their little threesome had gone, but they had begun in the afternoon and now it was morning.
Their threesome had left Susan's office a mess as he came on the same desk that dozens of Ministers of Magic had sat at before her. He spat on the title as Susan and Angelina betrayed their morals, responsibilities, and duties.
It was amazing.
James took a moment to admire his latest work of art. He savored the taste of victory as he looked at the two sluts. Angelina was on top Susan, and both girls were absolutely covered in his seed.
The cum melded well with Susan's fair skin, but Angelina was a special kind of beauty. He had left her with loads of his seed, covering her body, heavily contrasted against her dark skin. Despite how many times she had cum, she lazily smeared the cum against her skin. She had a fucked silly smile on her face, just like Susan.
Speaking of which, Susan was under Angelina and weakly tried to press her face into her ass. She tried to lick the other girl's ass, sucking up any cum that dripped out of her gaping asshole, doing her best to clean the other girl.
It'd certainly take a while at this rate, and James just didn't have the time to spare to watch.
"Susan, bring Angelina home when you have a chance," James commanded, before he pulled on his clothes and made his way to the exit.
James stepped out of Susan's office with a content smile on his face. He fixed his outfit, rolling his shoulders to fix the slight soreness in his body. The sound of footsteps caught his attention, and he turned his head, smiling as he saw Tonks turn a corner and approach him.
"James. Fancy seeing you here," she smiled, standing before him with a knowing smirk on her pillowy lips.
"Well, when duty calls," he chuckled.
"Is Minister Bones in? I need her to look at some files," Tonks asked, already knowing full well what her condition was. Why else would James be leaving the room if the toys inside still had a bit of fun to squeeze out of them?
"Sadly, the Minister is currently indisposed. Will you do me a favor?" He reached his hand forward, cupping Tonks' ass. The woman moaned as his fingers dug into her pants. She closed her eyes, giving herself a bit more junk in her trunk as he kneaded her firm butt.
"Cancel all her plans for the day. She's going to be too tired for anything else today, I feel," James explained.
"Mmm. Of course, ah, M-Mas… Mister Michael." Tonks almost slipped out James' true identity, probably on accident, but James wouldn't put it past her if nearly saying his title made her wet.
"By the way, James." Tonks stepped forward, pressing her breasts against his chest. They grew against his skin, straining the top she was wearing. James could hear the cloth ripping as she rubbed her braless chest against him.
"Are we still on for lunch? I really wanted to pick up some coffee cream with you…"
"Of course, Tonks." James leaned his head down, and he kissed her. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, letting her suck on it before he suddenly pulled back. She pouted, clearly unsatisfied with that short kiss, but James just walked past her, smacking her ass while he left her horny and trembling.
"I'll see you then."