Padma and Parvati Patil were far from important figures in the history of the Wizarding world. Their greatest claims to fame were two, rather small, things. They had gone on a double date with Harry Potter and his best friend, Ron Weasley, a date that was ultimately a completely boring, dull, and frustrating affair.
They had ended up leaving the boys for other, slightly better men, but ultimately the night was a disaster. To make matters worse, claiming that as anything to be proud of would just twist the knife of obscurity.
No one cared who Harry Potter or Ron dated in Hogwarts. People only cared about who won the hearts of those men, and that wasn't them. Hermione and Ginny were happily married to the two last time the twins had checked, and while they were on good terms, no one really cared for the two Indian sisters.
Besides that, the two were also known for being members of Dumbledore's Army and having fought during the War of Hogwarts. A bit more honorable and respectable, but again, they were nobody soldiers in the grand scheme of the battle.
After the celebrations and cheer, no one really cared about the two. Even Neville was given more respect than they were.
Despite all of these things happening to the two, they would have been almost okay with just living their lives as Padma and Parvati.
After the Battle of Hogwarts, they finished their studies and decided to open a restaurant together. The results had even been pretty good for a while. The 'great' Harry Potter had even visited the restaurant and with his presence came a wave of publicity and fame. The two sisters hated having to rely on such pity and charity, but Harry was good enough company and he always brought in a big crowd, so they stomached it.
They rode this high for years and years, but everything comes to an end sooner or later. Over the last few years, the two had gotten less and less customers, and they were forced to let go of more and more of their workers to make up for it.
Now it was practically just them, and they were quickly falling closer and closer to bankruptcy. They had tried to fight this, of course, both with more aggressive advertising and asking for help from gringotts.
The former made them look desperate, while the latter only did so much. Those selfish bastards had refused to help the two sisters anymore, leaving them high and dry without a paddle to help them.
Parvati found her sister, Padma, with her face buried in her hands, brooding over a stack of papers and bills that were left unpaid. Parvati opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She took a deep breath, until Padma looked up from the bills and stared at her sister.
"Have you heard from Harry yet?" The question wasn't exactly one Parvati liked to hear. Since she was the one who actually went out with Harry, her sister usually left it to her to contact him and ask for help.
A fact that felt like a blow to Parvati's pride every time. Every time she had to go crawling back to Harry, asking for help, giving nothing in return, it just… it made her feel low. Like trash. She took a deep breath, before she spoke.
"No."
"Damn it," Padma growled, smacking her hand against the table. "We need his help. Where is he?"
"I don't know! He refuses to even talk to me. How should I know?!" Parvati sighed. "Why don't you call Ron? Have him come over to give us business?"
"Please, we both know he won't bring in nearly as big a crowd as Harry," Padma grumbled. "Even if he brought his wife. It's just… it's not enough."
"I know. I know," the other sister sighed. "Shit. Maybe we can ask mom or dad?"
"We are not going back to our parents to beg them for cash!" Padma argued.
"Well, what exactly are our options?!" Neither said anything, and Parvati closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, before she walked forward and placed her hands on her sister's arms. Padma blinked, before her sister pulled her onto her feet and the two stared at one another.
The two were identical twins, and staring into one another was almost like staring into a mirror. Parvati took a moment to just appreciate their beauty.
The Indian twins were very beautiful, and that wasn't arrogance. It was just a fact, like saying a fire was hot. Speaking of hot… Parvati stared at her twin, admiring their curves and figures, taking note in how their breasts gently bumped into one another.
Parvati wore her hair in a beautiful, long plait, while her sister's hair was more wild, free to fall down her back and curl and twist. Their silver necklaces, with two stylized P on the chains, was another shared feature of theirs.
Parvati hugged her sister, squeezing their bodies together as she nuzzled her cheek against Padma's.
"We're going to be okay."
"How can you say that?" her sister replied, even as her hands wrapped around her twin. The two clung to one another.
"Because you want this place to succeed, and so do I. So we're going to do that. We just need to figure out how."
Her sister nodded her head. "I can make some calls. See if anyone is willing to loan us some money."
"See? You're already working to solve the problem." The two sisters pulled away and they stared into the other's eyes. Neither said anything as they just watched the other, noticing how the other's eyes shimmered or how their lips gently smacked together.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Padma and Parvati had practically gone through a list of everyone they knew from Hogwarts who could help them. They asked and pleaded, but most of their former friends and classmates seemed unable or unwilling to help them.
They were almost ready to give up hope when they had finally found someone who could help them.
James Michael, a fellow member of Dumbledore's Army, and hopefully someone that could actually help them.
"'Dear Padma and Parvati, I am so happy to hear from you again. I-'"
"Just hurry up and skip to the end!" Parvati urged.
"Alright, alright. Uhh…" Padma slid her hand down the piece of paper, before she reached the end. "Okay, here, here! 'I would love to help you both. Why don't you come down to my place for dinner and we will work out the details?'"
"Yes!" The two sisters cheered, clapping their hands and hugging one another as they jumped with joy. They were both beaming, both eagerly believing that the way out of this mess had just been found.
"We should wear something nice. Make sure we enter there with our best foot forward," Padma suggested, and her sister nodded her head.
"Agreed. Something nice and sexy so he gives us more, right?" Padma smacked her sister's shoulder and Parvati laughed. "I'm joking! I'm joking. Calm down."
Padma simply rolled her eyes, her cheeks a subtle red. She had never had a boyfriend before, even after their failed dates of Hogwarts, while Parvati had at least some experience after Hogwarts, even if it wasn't much. Parvati just seemed to draw boys over with her love of fashion and more feminine nature.
A fact that left her with a certain bitterness as her sister smiled with a teasing grin.
The day came when the Patil Twins would arrive at James' home, and they knocked on the door as they waited for an answer. The two of them were dressed in beautiful dresses, with Padma's colored a deep shade of blue like the sea, while Parvati wore more of a fiery red, with a bit of orange to it that gave it a bit more life.
The dresses were similar to one another's, but with a few clear differences, much like the two sisters. Padma, the more studious and academically focused of the two, wore a more covering dress, one that left most of her skin covered under the warm, soft layers. Her sister, on the other hand, wore clothes that showed off her bare stomach, shoulders, and even her cleavage.
"Cold?" her sister asked, raising her brow.
"I'm hot, actually." The more lively of the two, Parvati, chuckled at her joke as her sister rolled her eyes with a small smile. "Watch James ogle my breasts in a few minutes, and trust me, you'll thank me for dressing up like this."
"We're not going to take advantage of his kindness. We're just going to step inside, enjoy dinner together, and work out a fair deal."
Before her sister could say anything else, the door opened and the two sisters smiled at their host. Except it wasn't James.
"Hermione?" Parvati blinked, mouth hanging open as she gawked at the familiar brunette.
"Parvati, Padma! It's been too long!" She stepped forward, hugging the former while Ginny stepped out to embrace Padma.
The twins were shocked by the sudden embrace, and by the appearance of the two women in general. Not only that, but when the two women pulled away with smiles on their faces, the twins were able to see how the two were dressed.
If Parvati was dressed a bit sexually, the two looked ready to seduce a man. Ginny and Hermione looked like they were about to go out clubbing… or off to have sex with their respective children. The two mothers were wearing tube tops around their large breasts, both of which looked ready to fail on the two beauties.
Their asses were clad in tight little booty shorts that were unbuttoned on the front, letting the small pieces of clothing better squeeze their large asses. The unbuttoned fronts also gave the two sisters a chance to see Ginny and Hermione's underwear. Lacy and colorful, teasing anyone who glanced down.
Neither of the sisters had ever had any thoughts of their own sex, well, Parvati had a little, but neither of them could stop themselves from staring at the two trashy, yet gorgeous women. Their full lips, their tasteful makeup, their raw beauty and sexual confidence…
Padma was still picking her jaw up from the floor as her sister slowly began to form coherent thoughts. "Why are… Why are you two here? Did James invite you too?" For what reason? Their own failing business? Parvati was left with more questions than answers as the two mothers giggled.
"Why don't you come in?" Ginny suggested. "James is expecting you both."
The two sisters shared a glance, before they followed the two in. Padma and Parvati wanted to speak to one another, perhaps share notes in how bizarre their old friends were acting, but it was hard to whisper to one another while the two women in front of them swayed their hips like they were runway models.
Padma's face turned red at the sight, and she tore her gaze away to stare at Hermione's long, curly hair. Parvati lacked such will, ogling Ginny's fat ass as the four made their way to another door of the large home.
"Master is inside," Ginny declared.
"Master?!" Parvati repeated. "Is this some kind of joke?! What the hell is going on?!"
"I'm confused, as well. Hermione, Ginny, d-do your husbands know you're here? And why?" Padma asked, trying her best to maintain her composure.
Ginny and Hermione seemed to laugh at some kind of inside joke, before they shook their heads.
"You'll understand soon," Hermione promised, before she opened the door and the Twins found James sitting at a table, a kind smile on his face.
"Padma. Parvati. I'm glad to see you both. Please, come in, my maid will bring the food in soon."
The twins glanced at Hermione and Ginny, staring at them in confusion, before they stepped forward. They walked into the room and sat down at the large table as Ginny closed the door behind them.
"Welcome," he smiled, nodding his head at the two. "I hope you're hungry."
"James, what's… What's going on?" Padma asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Ginny! And Hermione! Why were they here?" Parvati questioned.
"Because they want to be?" Before either of the two could ask another question, the door opened and a figure walked in.
Both women were shocked to see the beautiful woman walking into the room. She wore a tight maid outfit with long, blonde locks going down her back. She didn't say anything, merely pushing in a large metal cart.
"Thank you, Nessa." James and the twins watched as Nessa began to serve them their food, placing hot, steaming meals of delicious food onto the table. The two restaurant owners had to admit, it was a wonderful spread, and James was clearly proud of himself for putting it all together.
The two women glanced at Nessa. She seemed so familiar, and yet they knew they had never seen this woman before. She avoided their eyes, a rosy blush on her cheeks as she placed a drink before her Master.
Suddenly she grabbed the table's rim, using it to catch herself from falling to the ground. She moaned quietly, squeezing her eyes shut as James grinned.
"Careful, Nessa. Remember the last time you broke one of my cups?" He turned his gaze to the two sisters and shook his head. "Poor, stupid bimbo. I had to spank her for hours after she fucked up last time."
As if to emphasize the point, he did just that. He spanked Nessa's ass, and she moaned loudly, breasts jiggling as she bit her lower lip.
"M-Master, please…"
"Yes, Nessa? Did you need something?" James asked, a sickeningly sweet tone that told everyone how little he cared for his servant. "No? Then you should get out and leave your betters to their business."
"Y-yes, Master."
Nessa brushed some hair from her eyes, before she stood up on shaky legs. She bowed, and Parvati's eyes widened as she noticed a trickle of some liquid sliding down the maid's leg. The Indian woman almost tried to call out to her sister, before Nessa took off running out the door, closing it behind her.
"What… What was that?"
"Just a very good investment," James replied. "Now, how about we talk business?" he smiled.
The three spoke business with one another for the next few minutes. Parvati and Padma explained their situation, and while they were able to sugarcoat it a bit, they made it clear how much they needed the help of a wealthy man like James.
"So, what do you think?" Padma asked with a shy, hopeful smile.
James didn't touch his food. He turned his head, staring out of a window as he contemplated the moment. Really, all he wanted was to see the two squirm. He was sure they were shaking, driven slightly mad with having to wait for his answer.
He didn't make them wait much longer as he finally spoke.
"I can help you." He caught the rush of happiness on their faces. Relief. Joy. Then they killed it, hiding behind masks of stoicism, trying not to look like his choice would make or break their lives. He lorded over this power for a moment, savoring the taste, before he spoke again. "But I'm going to need some collateral if I'm going to help you."
He might as well have cast a spell on them to make their bodies freeze. Neither moved, neither said anything. They barely even breathed as they stared at him.
'I'm sure we can work out some kind of monetary-" Padma began, but James lifted his hand up and she stopped.
"Not that kind of collateral."
Then Parvati stood up from her seat. She walked forward towards James with swaying hips as her sister's eyes widened. James didn't even bother to look at the beautiful woman by his side, even as she placed her hands on his body, gently stroking his shoulders.
Padma soon realized what he wanted, and she stood up, walking towards the other side of James with bright, scarlet cheeks.
"What do you want?" Parvati whispered, leaning closely to let her breath tickle his ear. Her hands slid along his body as Padma stood nearby, watching with a flushed, nervous smile. "A big, strong man like you has so much already."
"Y-yes. I'm sure you've had women prettier than us," Padma added, taking James' hand and placing it against her butt. She squeaked as his fingers sank into her ass through the fabric of her clothes.
"I don't know. You both have a pair of fat asses. I think I might want a piece of that," James chuckled. "How much do you want to save your restaurant?"
"So much," Parvati declared, placing her hand on James' cheek to turn him towards her. She leaned down, lips inches from his. "What do we need to do? Do you want to see us dance?"
"I want to hear you scream," he replied, and those words made something in Parvati tremble.
That tremble slid down her body, focusing on her nether regions as she bit her lower lip.
"I want you both to live here and be mine for one month. If you do, I'll give you the money." The two sisters looked at one another, mouths left opened and eyes wide as they tried to form an argument between the two of them. "Better yet, be here for a month, follow my commands, and I'll pay you triple."
"T-triple?" Parvati stuttered.
"Deal!" Padma declared, shocking her sister.
"What?!"
"I'm glad we could come to a conclusion. Everyone wins," James grinned, as the two sisters avoided each other's gaze, their faces colored a strong shade of red. "I think you'll both really like it here."
"I cannot believe you," Parvati sighed, walking beside her sister as they made their way to the dinner table to eat their breakfasts.
"We need the money, and he's willing to provide three times that!" Padma replied, even as her face burned hot. She opened the closet, shocked at just how many outfits James provided the two sisters. How he had their measurements was beyond her, though…
"If we follow his every command!" Parvati shot back, taking out some clothes for herself. The two sisters began to get dressed together as Padma held up her hands.
"Just trust me, sis. He probably won't even want us," she muttered, and Parvati shook her head.
"You really don't know anything about men, do you?"
The two fell into silence as they finished changing and walking out of the guest room together. They walked down to eat breakfast where they found Hermione, Ginny, and Nessa waiting for them.
"Ah, good morning," Nessa bowed, shaking slightly as the two mothers stood behind her. They smiled, but there was something wrong with their grins. Something crooked and cruel as Nessa continued to shake. "Breakfast is ready i-in-ahh!"
"Just go that way," Hermione explained, pointing down the hall. "It's the one on the left at the end."
The twins heard a loud smack, before glancing at one another. It didn't take a genius to realize what the two mothers were doing with their hands behind Nessa's body. They heard another smack as Ginny slipped a hand around Nessa, gently stroking her stomach.
"Aren't you forgetting something, Nessa?"
"Oh, um… I… I-I hope you have a good day, Mistresses. I'm always willing to please you with my d-dirty whore tongue if you request it!" Nessa's face was a bright, burning shade of red as the two mothers giggled and mocked her.
The twins felt their faces turn burning hot as they turned and followed the given instructions, leaving the three perverts to their own devices. The sisters tried to just ignore the moans and squeals they heard behind them as they came to Ginny's daughter, Lily, greeting them.
"No. Y-you're here too? I…" Padma could read the writings on the wall. She knew what was probably going on here, but that didn't leave her any less shocked as Lily smiled at the two, wearing clothes that barely covered her hourglass body.
"Please, come inside. Master and his other sluts have been waiting for you."
"W-wait. His other what-?"
Parvati couldn't finish her question as Lily just smiled and opened the door. Parvati and Padma had more questions, but anything they could have said or even thought about saying died in their dry throats as the loud moans and wet smacks flooded out of the room. The spell had kept all of the noise down inside the room, but once the door opened it just flowed out, washing over the two like a wave.
The sounds were one thing. What they saw was an entirely different beast.
Susan Bones, the current Minister of Magic, one of the most powerful women in the entire Wizarding World, was on her back on James' table. He was fucking her, slamming his cock into her pussy and making the entire table shake with every thrust.
She moaned loudly, placing her hands on the rim of the table and holding onto it for dear life as her tits were sandwiched between her body and the hardwood. Yet any idea that she was forced into this was destroyed by the smile on her face, and the words she mewled out.
"Oh, fuck, Master! H-harder! Fuck my cunt harder! I love you! I'm your cow! I'm yours! I-ahhh! Master!" she shouted, eyes nearly rolling into her head as she seemed to cum right before the twins' eyes. "Oh, fuuuck…"
"Good morning," James grinned, greeting the two with a smack to Susan's ass. "Sorry about this. Susan overstayed her welcome. I told her she had to go to work, but she just insisted on riding my cock. That was well over an hour ago," he laughed, treating Susan as the butt of some joke.
He smacked her ass once more, and she moaned loudly as Nessa walked up from behind the two sisters. They stepped out of her way, surprised to see her and more surprised to see what condition she was in.
Her clothes were a mess, pulled out of place and nearly ripped in some places. Some of her clothes were actually torn as she brought fresh tea to her Master's cup. "I apologize for the wait, Master," she said, ignoring everyone else. "Mistress Ginny and Mistress Hermione-"
"Are you blaming one of my favorite sluts?" James asked, raising his brow. His tone sent a shiver down each woman's spine as Nessa bowed.
"No, Master."
"Good." He smacked Susan's ass once more. "Get out of here, slut." And he pulled his cock out of one of the Wizarding World's most powerful officials, letting her fall onto the ground, cum dripping from her pussy as both sisters tilted their heads to watch her. She laid on the ground with a fucked silly grin as Nessa picked her up and began to help her out.
"Please, sit down. I hope you're hungry," James smiled.
Padma and Parvati glanced at one another, before they obeyed his command. They sat down at the table as they watched women begin to enter inside. The two Indian women gasped as they saw Lily, Harry Potter's own daughter, walk inside with a tray of food. She served the two sisters with a smile, before walking over to give her Master a good morning kiss.
"Mmm, hi, Daddy."
"Hello, slut," he replied, placing a hand on her breast and openly groping and squeezing the soft tit. She moaned at his touch as Padma finally spoke.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
No one seemed to pay her much attention. Lily just sat down next to her 'daddy' as Hermione and Ginny walked in. Parvati and Padma felt their throats tighten and their pussies quiver as they watched the two mothers take turns kissing James' lips, moaning as his tongue penetrated and entered their mouths.
They sat at the table as James began to eat.
"As you can tell, I have quite the effect on women."
"B-but… Hermione, you're married to Ron, a-and Ginny, you're married to Harry Potter! The Boy Who Lived!" Parvati declared.
"Emphasis on boy," Ginny scoffed.
"We upgraded. Simple as that," Hermione smiled, laying her head down on James' shoulder. The two looked like an honest married couple, and both sisters gawked at the sight. James slid his arm around Hermione, bringing her in close with a one armed hug, before he kissed her cheek.
"Love you."
"Love you too, Master." Hermione moaned quietly as he placed his hand on her breast, gently playing with it as he quietly ate his food.
"Y-you really… You're going to…?" Padma couldn't finish her sentences. She could only watch as James smiled at her, before he continued to quietly eat.
"Better eat up. You're going to need the energy."
James had a lot of fun not having sex with the two beautiful, dark-skinned women. There was a special kind of fun to be had with just playing with the knife in his hand, knowing at any moment he could plunge it into them and put an end to their fear.
Once they felt his cock and cum inside of them, they would learn just how good they could have it. They'd abandon their lives and be his sluts, and it would be amazing.
For now, he had his fun with the two. They knew he could order them at any moment to obey him, but the fact that he hadn't yet struck fear in their hearts. Fear and anticipation.
Of course, he made sure to have them find him with his cock plunged into some beautiful woman. He'd fuck Lily, Hermione, Ginny, and many of his other sluts before the two, accidentally appearing before them as he made love to his slave.
Part of him wondered if a few of those intrusions and 'accidents' were more on their part than his, but he shrugged it off.
The day passed without any incident, but he knew the two could hear him fucking his sluts. The walls weren't that thick and his women moaned loud enough. Both Padma and Parvati could only lay on their beds as they listened to the women they grew up with screaming.
"Ahh! Master! Harder!"
"Fuck me, Daddy! Please, I'm your slut! I'll be whatever you want me to be, just keep fucking me!"
James knew the sounds of his mewling whores would have an effect on the two, but he had no idea how effective. Parvait knocked herself out with a spell, while Padma laid on her bed, her fingers shaking under the blanket.
She glanced at her sister's sleeping form across the room, before she took her fingers and pressed them against her wet cunt. Parvait trembled, biting her lower lip, before she began to slowly thrust into herself.
"Ahh…!"
This was wrong. Her sister was only a few feet away. This was wrong! She told herself that again and again, and she knew those words were true. What James was doing was wrong. A man shouldn't be bedding so many women. So many women shouldn't want the same man like this. They shouldn't be sharing him, taking advantage of him like this…
No. What was she thinking? James wasn't the victim here? The girls were! Maybe Padma could help them?
Help them do what? Who was she kidding? It was obvious that every woman, even the often abused Nessa, wanted to be here. Hell, it seemed more like they didn't want to leave, and who could blame them?
Padma had seen their happy faces when James fucked them. He saw the sheer euphoria and joy as his cock filled them and he dumped a load of cum into their tight pussies and hungry wombs. They loved it, just like how James did.
What would it be like… to feel that kind of pleasure?
Padma could only give herself a small sample as her fingers gently and slowly played with herself. She had never done this before. She had grown up wanting to be a good girl, a woman focused on her education and her future, not the kind of woman who lost in simple pleasures.
But feeling her body quivering now, feeling every stroke of her digits against her wet cunt, it… it set something off inside of her. A single finger pushed inside of her, slowly pushing back and forth as she moaned through sealed lips.
She moved her finger back and forth, letting every inch inside of her fill her with lightning. She added another finger as Lily's moans filled the house.
"Ahh, fuck! Master, your cock is driving me wild!"
"M-Master…" Padma whispered the word. She just wanted to feel what it was like, and it felt like sugar on her tongue. Sweet. Tasty. Bad for her, though, which was why she would remain in control of herself.
It was just one month, right?
That was what she told herself as she pushed another finger inside of her womanhood. Three fingers filled her cunt, thrusting in and out as she bit her lower lip.
"Mmmphhh…" She could feel her orgasm fast approaching. It was like a buildup of heat and fire, burning inside of her, reaching a climax that would explode throughout her body. She thrust her fingers into her body faster and faster… before she stopped.
She shook her head. No. Doing this would just play into James' hand, she told herself. She pulled her fingers out from under her panties and stared at her fingers, panting as she caught the smell of her own pussy juices.
Her fingers glistened in the dim light of the moon as Padma licked her lips. She couldn't leave any evidence behind. What if her sister saw stains on the bed? She'd know what her twin had done! She couldn't let that happen, she told herself.
Padma did enough to convince herself, and so she opened her mouth and stuck her fingers inside, moaning quietly as she dragged her tongue along them and licked herself clean…
Parvati had cornered James in the hall of his own home. She placed her arms on either side of him, trapping him, though it was hard to call it that judging by the way he smiled at her.
"May I help you?"
"L-leave my sister alone. Okay? Leave her alone, and I'll do whatever you want."
James had to hold back the urge to laugh. "She already will do whatever I ask of her. That's the deal, remember?"
"W-well, I'll do an even better job! I've been with other guys before, I'm more experienced than she is."
"Is that so?" he asked, raising his brow. "Well, why don't you prove it?"
"I-what?" She blinked, staring at him as he took her arm in hand and effortlessly lifted it, walking right past her with a smug smirk.
"Come on." He motioned her to follow, and like an obedient pet, she did. She followed behind him, knowing he held every card in his hand. She would have to take whatever charity he offered her.
He opened a door and motioned her inside, and when she stepped in, she gasped at what she saw. A long, silver pole from the floor to the ceiling. It stood before a large, soft couch as James walked towards it and fell onto the soft cushions.
"I like to use this room to help train my sluts to dance for me. Why don't you put on a show for me, and if you impress me enough, I'll focus more on training you instead of your sister?" James watched the gears turn in the woman's head, watching as her eyes bounced between the metal pole and the smug man.
"F-fine. Wait until you get a load of this." Parvati stared at the pole like it was her first time seeing a wand. Wonder, fear, excitement, and more all danced in her chest as she placed her soft hands on the cold steel.
"Whenever you're ready," James declared, casting a quick spell. Music began to play from somewhere, low, new age music that made Parvati's bones shake. The kind of music her father would have hated.
The woman took a deep breath, before she began to sway her ass side to side, trying to fall in time with the beat. She moved her body for James with a smile etched onto her lips, but it was clear that she had a long way to go before she could impress him.
He almost seemed bored of her, and she frowned as he yawned. Parvait took a deep breath, before she doubled her efforts, telling herself it was for her sister. She began to move her hips a bit faster, turning so that her ass was facing him.
"Be honest, do any of your other sluts have an ass like this?" she asked, before she gave herself a smack that sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. "This ass is big, and firm, and perfect for smacking."
She lifted up the end of her skirt, letting him stare at her dark brown ass. She shook her ass a bit, letting him stare at the black lace panties trying to hold the peach-shaped rear. She spanked herself again, hissing from the pain, before she slid her body down the pole. Her ass swayed back and forth, before rising back up.
Parvati hooked a leg around the cold pole, swinging her body around it as her breasts gently pushed against it.
"And my breasts aren't too bad either, right? They're nice and fir-"
"Strip."
"O-oh. Okay." She nodded her head, stopping herself on the pole. She then began to unbutton the top, carefully removing each button one by one until she was able to pull the top off and toss it behind her.
She wore a matching bra, black and lacy, accenting her supple tits as she continued to dance around the pole.
She tried to be daring, telling herself that it'd be worth it to save her sister. She took the metal pole in hand and she jumped, wrapping her legs around it and spinning gracefully. She barely caught herself, but her act seemed to have earned some points as James smiled at her.
"Shake that ass for me."
"Yes, sir," Parvati replied, beaming now as she walked down the path of victory. She returned to shaking her ass for him, bouncing and twerking it as she spanked herself. "Look at this ass. It's nice and fat and all yours."
He leaned forward, admiring the work of art that she had worked so hard to perfect, before his hand shot forward and smacked her ass cheek. A stinging pain went through her as she gasped.
"Ow!"
"You're right. That is a nice ass." He hooked his fingers on her underwear and tugged, tearing the fabric right off of her as her face turned a bright shade of red.
"Keep dancing," he ordered, and she nodded her head with only the slightest hesitation.
"O-okay." She put more energy into her dance. She bounced it up and down, quickly. She wasn't sure if the music was going faster, or if it was all in her head. She shook her ass like she had been dancing all her life, all while hers fingers slid up and down the metal rod.
The beautiful woman felt her ass cheeks smacking against one another, before she noticed something. She gulped down spit as she noticed James' hard cock was pressing against the inside of his pants, trying to burst right. It looked so huge! She hadn't gotten a good look at it before, on account of it being mostly stuffed inside of some slut, but now…
That thing looked fucking huge! It was a mountain in his pants, and she couldn't stop staring at it.
She was feeling hot. Parvati could feel it in her pussy. She was beginning to drip her juices onto the ground as James held up his wand and uttered something. Her bra popped off, flying into the wall, before she was pulled closer.
Parvati's feet slid along the smooth, tiled floor and she fell onto James' lap. Her eyes widened as she felt his erection pressing against her ass. She nearly fell off of his lap, before she threw her arms around James, holding onto his neck as he placed a hand on her back.
He smiled at her, and that smile could charm the jewels off of a queen. The strong man leaned closer and before she knew it, their lips met in a quick kiss. Parvati's eyes widened, before they fell shut and she melted into the kiss.
The young woman had kissed several men in her life, but not like this. There was just something different about the way his tongue entered her mouth. It pushed between her lips, forcing itself in. She moaned around his tongue, body shaking as he began to explore her mouth with his wet tendril, licking the insides of her cheeks and even her teeth.
The kiss went on for several seconds as Parvati's mind melted between her ears. The kiss was like lightning and she was the battery. It changed her. It charged her. She did her best to kiss back, smacking her tongue against his as the two continued to make out.
Then James pulled his arms away from her and eyes widened. She fell off of him, but once again he was able to cast a spell. Her fall slowed down, and she hit the ground without any injury.
"Suck me off."
"What?!"
"You heard me. You want your sister to be untouched? Suck my cock. Hope you know how to unzip pants."
"O-of course, I do!" she growled, sitting on her knees as she glared at his tent. She placed her shaking hands onto the zipper, pulling it down his crotch. It wasn't easy, though, not with that massive tower right beside her face.
She could actually smell it through his pants. The aroma was intoxicating, but she fought it off. Parvati did as she was told, unzipping his pants and pulling them down to look at his c-
Her eyes widened. It nearly smacked her in the face as his boxers and pants fell down low enough. The thing hung above her head like some kind of sick, twisted tower, a glob of precum glistening at the very tip.
How did any of the other women fit this inside of them? How could she…?
She shook her head, ridding herself of such thoughts. Parvati needed to focus on the task in front of her. So she placed a hand on the large cock, trying to ignore how much bigger it was than her entire hand, and she began to stroke it.
She wrapped her fingers around the shaft tightly, moving her hand up and down, pumping the cock as precum began to trickle from the tip. Parvati gulped, watching it slide down to touch her hand. She pulled away, as if burned by acid, and she stared at her glistening fingers.
"Something wrong?" James asked, and Parvati glanced up at him, then back down at her fingers. Without saying a word she dragged her tongue along her own fingers, licking up his precum. She moaned at the taste, shaking for a moment, before she stared at his cock.
"No, Ja-Master. No, Master."
She grabbed the base of his cock again, squeezing it as her lips kissed the tip. Her hungry, pillowy lips smacked against the bulbous tip as she moaned. Her moans sent shivers down James' cock.
He placed a hand on her head, stroking her dark locks as he pulled her closer. Her lips continued to kiss and suckle on his dick, before he pulled her even closer and the head of his dick slipped into her mouth. Her eyes widened, before she closed them and began to suck him off. She moaned with the cock throbbing in her mouth, her hand still sliding up and down the shaft. She could taste his precum dripping into her mouth and she savored the taste.
Her other hand slipped between her knees, finding her wet cunt dripping from blowing James. She had never felt like this before. The sensation of a cock stretching her mouth open, pushing down her throat, it felt new, and yet natural.
She closed her eyes and simply did what James wanted her to do. Her tongue continued to swirl around the shaft as she forced more and more of the meat rod down her maw. She moaned as it choked her, and even as she needed air she continued to suck on his dick.
Her fingers were pistoning in and out of her pussy. She felt globs of precum filling her mouth, sliding down her throat as she moved her lips down the shaft. She gave a choked moan as James' fingers dug into her skull.
James took control. He began to really fuck her face, practically impaling the woman on his dick as her eyes rolled into her skull. Drool trickled down her chin as the hand on his shaft fell to the ground, hanging limply.
She became a fuck toy for him. She could feel him pounding her throat with his cock, suffocating her with that monster. Tears fell down her face as her tits jiggled with every thrust. She could feel his balls smacking against her chin. His cock was stretching out her throat as Parvati submitted to him.
She felt his cock throbbing in her mouth as her fingers pistoned in and out of her wet, slopping cunt. Suddenly James pulled out and she watched as the cock throbbed before her eyes, before firing a jet of semen onto her face.
Parvati's eyes stung as the cum hit one of her eyes, before another stream fell into her open mouth. More plastered her face with cum as she coughed and spat the white seed onto the ground.
"Now, now. Don't waste it." He grabbed her by the back of her hair once he was done, and he pushed her down, pressing her face into the puddle of cum. She moaned at the humiliation, dripping wet as her hands pressed against the ground. She tried pushing herself back up, but he was too strong, and he used her hair to mop up some of the cum.
She knew what her Master wanted and Parvati obeyed, opening her mouth and dragging her tongue along the floor. She licked up the cum she had wasted, slurping it up like it would save her life. Her breasts dragged and bumped into the ground as she ate and James watched her. Eventually he released her head, but she kept going, licking up more cum from the floor.
"A deal's a deal. I won't order your sister to do a thing, as long as you're good."
"Y-yes, sir. Thank you…" Parvati gulped a fresh load of cum down, before she looked up at him with her mask of cum. "Um, Master? C-can you fuck me? I-I haven't cum yet…"
James laughed at that, standing up and walking over her. "No, I don't think so. In fact, I'm going to go give Hermione and Lily some cum of their own. As for you, get yourself cleaned up. A cold shower, maybe? Because I don't want you cumming without my permission, and you have to earn that, got it?"
Parvati felt her heart racing in her chest. She opened her mouth, but all that came out was some strands of cum, before she bowed her head.
"Yes, Master."
Padma bit her lower lip. She stood behind a door, watching James fucking Susan. The Minister of Magic had been making several trips down here to spend time with James, and Padma watched as she rode the man, bouncing on his cock with a lewd grin.
"Ahhh, fuck! Master!" Padma glanced down, watching Tonks lay in a puddle of cum. She weakly tried to lick up more of James' seed as he contniued to fuck Susan.
Susan kept bouncing, moaning as her hips swayed, letting the cock pound different parts of her cunt. Her large breasts clapped against her chest as Padma frowned. Those breasts were so much bigger than hers. Even her sister was bigger than her. In terms of tits, Padma was in the lower tiers...
But… Well, she had other assets to give James, if he wanted. That was the problem, though. He didn't want her. A whole week here and not a single order. James seemed to spend so much time with the other sluts, even her sister! What about her?
Was she not good enough?
"You might as well come out, Padma. I'm about done here," James declared as Susan came to an explosive climax on his shaft. She threw her head back and James pressed his face between her tits, letting the large breasts smack and stroke his face.
Susan quivered, shaking, until she fell back onto the floor.
"Y-you knew I was-?"
"Watching me fuck these sluts? Since minute one," he chuckled, before he picked Susan up and dropped her onto the bed. She laid there with a smile on her face and her pussy juices trickling out of her cunt. "Susan's such an insatiable whore. I give, and I give, and look. She didn't even wait for me to cum before blacking out."
"You deserve better." The words slipped out before she even realized it, and she blushed as his eyes turned towards her.
"Are you offering?"
"I… I uh, ah…" Despite her stuttering, she nodded her head.
"And what would you do to prove you were better than this cow?"
Padma's eyes glanced down, and she stared at his cock. It was the first time she had a chance to really stare at it, and it was… amazing. She swallowed spit down her throat as she tilted her head, mentally trying to measure the cock. How fucking big was it? Too big to fit inside anyone, and yet James disproved that every day.
"How… would I…?" Padma wasn't one for dirty talk or sexual experience, and yet something inside of her just wanted to be. Needed to be. For him. "W-well, Susan is good, b-but she clearly lacks other useful attributes."
"Hm. Well, I suppose her ass could be bigger."
"Her ass could be-what?"
"Her ass. Don't get me wrong, I love huge tits, and she definitely has those, but I'd love a slut I could just butt fuck whenever I wanted."
That cock? In someone's ass? It seemed impossible, and yet Padma stared at the glistening tower with a racing heart. "Have you ever… fucked someone in… there?"
"Yeah. It takes a bit of time, but the results? Heh, the girls love it. They're left screaming in pleasure."
"Screaming…" Padma licked her lips once more, before she smiled. "I-I can do it." To scream like the other women do late at night. To feel the same heavenly pleasure. To be James' butt slut.
"Really? You think so? Hey, if you think you have it in you," he chuckled, falling back onto the bed. "Try it."
"Right. Right… I will." She nodded her head, but someone might as well have handed her a wrench and told her to fix a Muggle car. She had no idea what to do, only that she wanted to do it.
She glanced at James' cock, feeling her heart pounding. She stepped forward as she began to take off her clothes, stripping off her shirt and pulling on her tight jeans. She hooked her fingers onto the rim, shaking her ass a bit to better pull the pants down. She was panting, slowly, deeply, hypnotized by his cock as the pants fell to the ground.
White lacy panties with a matching bra. He smiled at the sight, but he didn't say a word as she ogled his member.
"S-should I… lube it?" she asked, her tongue darting along her tongue.
"No need. Susan took care of that."
"Oh." Padma tried not to sound disappointed at that as she nodded her head.
"You should probably get naked, though."
Padma nodded her head again, and her face was a bright shade of red as she reached towards her back. She unhooked her bra and let the white underwear fall to the ground. Her breasts weren't very impressive, but she hoped that her Master would appreciate them.
But he didn't. He wasn't even looking at her. He stared at the ceiling, his mind seemingly miles away.
"Mast-" She caught herself, biting the inside of her cheek." James?" He glanced at her, but his eyes were on hers, and nowhere lower.
The fact that he spent so much time with other women, completely naked, yet wasn't even glancing at her tits… It made Padma frown as she slid her panties down to her feet.
"Okay. Here I go." She climbed onto the bed, with each of her knees on either side of the man. She was completely naked now, and James stared at her, but she could clearly see he wasn't as enthralled as he should have been.
"Am… am I ugly?" she asked the man, and he smiled at her, placing a hand on her chest. She had never felt a man's touch like this, and she found herself moaning as his thumb dug into her nipple.
"No, you're not. You're gorgeous, but being my slut requires more than just looking good. You need to be honest with what you want and how you feel." He placed his hands under his head, using them as a pillow as he closed his eyes. "Start whenever."
He was acting so bored of her! It infuriated her as she lifted her ass up and brought it down, letting the tip of his cock kiss her asshole. She squeaked as the tip pressed against her entrance, pressing against her tight hole.
"Ah… I-it's big!" she whimpered, slowly sinking down. His eyes were still closed, and she scowled at him. She pushed her body lower, letting his cock actually enter her, and she moaned loudly as she felt it rip her in two. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
'My, my. What would daddy say if he heard you?" he wondered, spanking the woman as she impaled herself on his cock.
The member was so big, and it was digging inside of her. She lifted herself up, trying to stomach the sensation as she trembled in pain. The lube, really Susan and Tonk's saliva and cum, was certainly helping the cock move inside of Padma, but it still wasn't easy as she lifted and sank her body down on his dick.
She placed her hands on his chest, moving herself faster as she bit her lower lip. She could do this. She could take this. She was just as good as the other women in James' harem. She'd show him.
"H-how does my ass feel?" She flexed her muscles, tightening her asshole, and James moaned quietly under her. He opened his eye to stare at her, and she grinned proudly at the reaction.
"My ass feels good, doesn't it? Nice and tight? You love fucking it, Master, don't you?" She kept moving, squeezing her ass. She was taking the entire length of it now, feeling the very tip poke against her insides as she moaned loudly. She threw her head back, panting as her tongue licked the empty air.
"Oh, fuck. I-it feels-"
Like an explosion in her body. Like little fireworks in her head, frying her brain as her smile grew. She giggled with joy as she ass smacked against James' crotch. She could feel the sides of his member sticking out against her asshole, shaping it to better accommodate her.
"Ahhh! It feels good, Master!" she moaned, feeling his precum filling her asshole, staining the walls with it. Her hands massaged his bare chest, admiring the firm flesh as she felt something take over her. She moved her ass faster, before one of her hands grabbed his and pressed it against her ass cheek. "Spank me. Please, Master!"
She had never said those words before. She honestly thought she never would have, and yet Padma found herself growing hungry for the behavior James exhibited around Hermione and the others. She wanted a piece of it, and when James smacked her ass, she howled with pleasure, tightening her ass for him.
"Mmhm, you are tight!" he growled, smacking her ass again, making it jiggle as she mewled with joy.
"Y-yes, Master. I have a tight fucking ass. It's all yours! It's all fucking yours!" she squealed.
Poor Parvati wanted to protect her sister, but she had no idea just how much of a hungry slut she was. James placed his hands on her ass, sitting up with a smile. His hands kissed her small breasts, before his lips wrapped around a nipple and suckled on it.
He lifted her up with ease, before he dropped her and she fell down his shaft, feeling the tip of his cock pounding her insides. Padma groaned, panting as her quim dripped with arousal. Her pussy was soaking wet and her juices were spilling onto him as he continued to fuck her.
Thanks to his strength, he was able to just dominate her. The speed at which he was fucking her, the size of his member, everything was mixing together to create the perfect cocktail. It weakened her mind, making her submit and drown to this sinful pleasure.
"I-I never knew… F-fuck. You're fucking my ass so hard, I-I-aaahhhieee!"
"You never knew how good it felt to be fucked in the ass? Yeah, I bet you wouldn't. You were always mommy and daddy's good little girl. Well, I can teach you how to be bad. Would you like that? Feel more pleasure like. This." He gave her ass a double smack, making each cheek bounce at its own pace as she moaned loudly.
"Y-yes. Yes, I want to be bad. I want to be your bad girl. I-oh, fuck!"
She fell back, falling onto her back. She groaned in pain, before the man she called Master bent her body with ease. She cried out in pain, but if her Master cared, he didn't show it. He was practically holding her in half as her head dug into the bed and he stood over her. His cock had slipped out of her ass, but now he was plunging it back in
"Then let me show you how bad I can be."
He began to fuck her, really fuck her. The kind of fucking that Padma imagined could only exist in dirty, over the top stories that Muggles loved. But the way James fucked her ass was beyond description. Yet her analytical mind tried.
It was like a jackhammer being used on her poor defenseless body. It should have hurt, and it did at first, but as time went by pain gave way to ecstasy, and she howled in mad lust as he pumped her ass full of precum. She could feel it sticking to the inside of her butt, adding an extra layer of sticky suction as he rammed into her again and again.
She screamed in pleasure beneath James as he brought her closer and closer to orgasm, only for his cock to suddenly come to a stop. Padma screamed, actually unable to properly form the words as she whimpered and whined.
"N-no!" she finally cried out. "Don't stop!"
"Don't? Stop? Well, if you insist." He pulled his hips back, but she shook her head.
"No, no, no. Please! I need your cock!"
"Oh? Would you do anything for it?"
"Yes!"
"Even betray your sister?" Her eyes tore away from his as tears began to fall down her face. James sighed, pretending to be hurt. "Alright, that clears that up. I'll just-"
"Whatever you want. Y-you own me, right? F-for the month? You can make me do whatever you want."
James felt a smile spreading over his lips as he stared into her shimmering, begging eyes. He spat down on her, watching as his spit splattered onto her cheek. It mixed with a tear as he nodded his head.
"Good girl."
And so he returned to fucking her, making the bed tremble and shake with every mighty thrust. She screamed in pleasure as Susan and Tonks' bodies groaned quietly from the racket. James spat on his newest slut, almost amazed at how eagerly and easily she fell into his grasp. His cock continued to pound away at her ass, until her fingers dug into the sheets and she screamed once more.
"I-I'm cumming, Master!"
Her orgasm made her entire body shake and her muscles went wild. She couldn't control them as they spasmed under her skin. Her ass tightened around his cock, squeezing it as she milked a flood of semen out from his dick.
His cum flowed inside of her as she moaned with joy, eyes rolling into her head as her belly began to grow. She actually looked pregnant and that thought fueled her dreams as James smiled.
Parvati blushed as she stared at her reflection. The dress she was ordered to wear was embarrassing, but she'd make due. It was more like a nightgown, one that was semi-transparent so her curvaceous body was clearly seen through it.
She felt her face burn hot as she reminded herself that James ordered her to wear this, but that didn't really help. Was it better to wear something so revealing because it was her choice? Or because a man told her to?
The young woman sighed, shaking her head as she made her way to James' bedroom. She kept repeating her mantra. She told herself that she was doing this for her sister and that absolved her of all of her sins, including the pleasure she felt when James fucked her throat.
Just one last week. They could make it…
"M-MAster, I'm here," Parvati declared, opening the door to find James sitting on the edge of his bed… with several sluts inside, including a very familiar face.
Padma was sucking James' cock, bouncing her face against his balls as she let out throaty moans. Nessa was right behind her, pressing her large breasts against the dark-haired woman's back.
"S-sister?!" Parvati shouted, but Padma didn't even look at her.
She just slid her lips along the shaft, letting the cock pop out of her mouth as her hand grabbed the long shaft. She turned his penis, before moving forward to kiss and suck on his balls. Her tongue shot out, sliding along the wrinkled nuts as her hot breath stroked his skin.
"Ahh, Master, please...!" Padma begged, only to turn around. She looked past Nessa and she saw her sister standing in the doorway, eyes wide with shock. "Oh, sister. Surprised to see me? To see my effect on a man?" she grinned, gently rubbing her face against the cock.
Parvati's eyes widened, before she was pushed inside by Hermione. She kicked the door closed behind the twins as Padma rose up, turning around so she was facing her sister. Nessa crawled aside, bowing to the other sister, knowing who her betters were.
"W-what are you doing?" Parvati quickly glared at James, who smiled back. "We had a deal!"
"I didn't order her to do anything. She chose this."
"That's right. Guess you're not so better than me after all," Padma grinned as her sister shook her head.
"N-no. I-" Her eyes widened as she saw James hold up his wand. "Wait, what are you-?!" He muttered some spell, before a golden thread seemed to flash into existence between the sisters. Parvati shouted, only to feel something. "What was that?!"
"Why don't you show her, slut?"
"Yes, Master!"
Padma grinned, before she brought her ass down and allowed her Master's cock to fill her asshole once more, just like how it had been doing for weeks now. She moaned loudly as she filled her butt, shaking and quivering as electric ecstasy went through her body.
Parvati couldn't believe what she was seeing her sister do, but the real nail in her coffin was what her own body felt. She fell down to her knees, shaking with gasping breaths and a hot sweat building on her body.
"W-what's-?"
"Feels good, doesn't it?" her sister asked, a smile on her face. "It feels good to be fucked by Mas-ahh, Master."
"That spell made it so that you feel what your sister feels," James explained, before he placed a hand on Padma's shoulder and pushed her down, letting more of his cock slip into her. She moaned loudly at the sensation, and less than a second later, her sister felt the same.
Parvati's eyes widened as her mouth hung open in a silent scream. She had never felt this before. There was no pain, because her sister didn't feel an ounce of it. All she felt was ecstasy coursing through every vein and nerve, reducing the once outspoken woman into a whimpering, quivering pile of limbs on the floor.
"Haaa… haa… S-sister. Please, stop. Please, I'm begging you," she crude, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes as she fell forward, laying on her tits as her ass began to slowly move back and forth.
Her sister didn't seem to notice or care about Parvati's pleas. She just leaned her head back, letting James kiss and suckle on her neck, leaving little red marks on her dark skin. His hands grabbed her tits, squeezing and mauling them as Parvati felt the same.
"Ahh!" Her tits were being played with, and laid trembling on the floor as Nessa crawled closer towards her. Parvati's eyes widened, but she could barely move. She was paraylzed from the sensation of having her ass split open, and she was unable to do anything as Nessa spread her legs apart and began to lick her pussy. "H-hey! S-sta-aaaah!"
Nessa's tongue dove into her cunt, and it moved masterfully inside of her, making the woman scream out in pleasure as she felt her ass being fucked while a tongue licked her womanhood. She trembled on the floor as Parvati continued to move, bouncing her ass up and down on the shaft.
The group kept this up for what felt like forever, but eventually Padma moaned loudly, eyes rolling into her skull. "He's cumming… He's cumming! Oh, sister!" She squealed in pleasure as she went over the edge, cumming as she felt a wave of her Master's seed coating her insides.
She trembled on her Master's dick as Parvati let out a loud, trembling scream. She was shaking like her sister as she came with the two, feeling warm seed gushing into her ass, and yet nothing even touched her besides Nessa.
Nessa happily licked up the other woman's pussy juices, and there was so much of it. She moaned against Parvati's lower lips, adding to the pleasure as James moaned quietly.
Without a word, he lifted Padma off of him and dropped her onto the floor. He tilted his head, staring at Parvati with a curious smile.
"Parvati. Why don't you come here and enjoy my cock? We still need to pop your anal cherry."
Thoughts swirled in Parvati's head, but she was so mind fucked from that orgasm that she wasn't even sure what was her thoughts and what were her sisters. She groaned quietly as Padma crawled over, leaning down to kiss her sister's lips.
Parvati's eyes widened, but somehow this was the least depraved thing she had seen or felt these last few weeks. She closed her eyes, melting into the kiss with her sister. She could feel her tongue entering her mouth, and James enjoyed the show as he watched the twins make out with each other. The two pulled apart after just a moment, a thin bridge of saliva between their mouths.
"Do it, sister. It feels amazing…"
"O-okay…" What was she saying? T-this was all because of the spell, right? No. No, she couldn't lie to herself like that as she felt her feet inch her body forward. Her hands fell onto James' shoulders as she looked at him.
"Y-you've ordered me to follow your commands. I… I will. I'll do whatever you say," she whispered, tears falling down her face, before they were licked up by James and Padma. "Master…"
They took her into their arms, and Parvati felt James' cock, the same one she had somehow fit in her mouth, being pushed into her ass. There was pain this time, and her body tensed up as she tried to ignore it.
"Just bare it, sister. You'll feel sooo good soon," Padma moaned, kissing her sister's face between moans. She felt the familiar pain of getting her anal cherry popped thanks to the spell, and she loved it as she placed her hands on her sister's body and pushed her down.
"Ahhh!"
The entire length was inside of her now, and her mind went mad trying to bear it all. She screamed and howled in ecstasy and pain as the shaft split her in two. She felt every inch of her body shake, before her sister slipped her hands under her and lifted her up on the cock, before dropping her back down.
Back and forth, up and down, every thrust sent shockwaves through her body and destroyed her mind.
Padma kissed her sister, moaning as the two fell down into an abyss together. No matter how much Parvati might have resisted, as soon as Padma fell, her own fate was sealed. The pleasures James had subjected her to only sealed the deal as she felt globs of precum staining her insides.
The pleasure was so great. The end was inevitable for the two sisters, and as their lips met once more in a sinful kiss, Parvati welcomed in. She broke the kiss and stared into Padma's eyes, a twisted smile on her face.
"G-gonna… Gonna cum. Gonna cum! C-cum! Sister!"
"Cum for our Master, slut!" Their tits press against one another as they kissed one last time, and Parvati felt a flood of semen flow into her ass, coating her insides, filling her stomach with jizz. It felt wrong and twisted, and she loved it as her tongue and Padma's danced together.
James smiled at his surroundings. Hermione was on stage, dancing with her daughter, laughing as their lips met every now and again, before they returned to the poles to dance. Their fellow slaves watched with applause and hungry stares as James walked back to his office.
He was a man of his word. He got the two their money, but once they had it, they offered a new deal. They'd be his little anal whores for as long as he wanted to fuck them. Of course, James took the offer.
Having the two change their humble restaurant into a club for him and his harem? That was just a bonus.
Inside his office, the two sisters waited for him, lustful smiles on their plump lips as they greeted him. They were naked, showing off their beautiful bodies, before they each blew a kiss towards their master. They both turned around and bent over his desk, slowly so he could enjoy the show. Their asses faced him, and they bounced them a bit for him as they began to beg.
"Master, please fuck me! I need your cum!" Parvati pleaded.
"No, me first! Parvati's had enough cum!" Padma hissed.
"I have not, liar!"
"Yes, you have, you anal slut!"
"You're one to talk!"
The two giggled as they put on a show for James, knowing he loved it when they fought over him. He walked closer, spanking each of their asses, before he pulled his pants down.
Now came the hardest decision with these two.
Who first?