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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
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9,760
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14
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Spread Your Legs
Disclaimer: none of JKR\'s charries are mine.
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It was August – the summer before Harry Potter\'s seventh year. Brilliant sunlight poured though the windows of the room where a young girl with sleek mahogany hair and snowy skin was just awakening. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing crystal blue orbs beneath, and her gaze was met with the sight of a high, unfamiliar ceiling. As consciousness slowly seeped back into her brain, she attempted to sit up, but she soon found that her arms were bound above her head. She pulled against her bonds, testing their strength, but they held firmly, digging into her wrists. A slight panic rose in her throat. She attempted to kick her feet over the side of the bed, to perhaps gain a better knowledge of how she could untie herself, but her limbs met an invisible wall. When she looked down at herself, she discovered that her skin was bare, save a black corset which pushed her breasts up but did nothing to cover them.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps, and that small feeling of panic increased steadily. There was a click as the doorknob turned, then the door itself swung open, and a tall, pale man with silvery blonde hair walked in. His steely gray eyes were cold, cruel, and he wore an expression of merciless bemusement. Without a word, he strode to the side of the bed, glanced over her body, and reached out to grab her breast. A look of satisfaction stole across his face as she let out an audible gasp.
He smiled maliciously and proceeded to remove his black silk robes. She hastily averted her eyes, but he commanded:
\"Look at me.\"
She was trembling violently; fear swelled beneath her ribs, causing her breath to catch with every exhale. But she dared not disobey him; she knew that Lucius Malfoy did not deal kindly with those who crossed him.
When he had finished undressing, he slid onto the bed and placed his hand on her thigh.
\"Spread your legs,\" he ordered in a quiet yet forceful tone.
She let out a soft whimper, too paralyzed with terror to move at all. His wicked half-smile returned.
\"My dear, I will warn you once and only once: you belong to me, and you are not going to escape; it would be better for you to accept this fact and realize that you will only make life more difficult if you choose to disobey me. I shall reward you if you do your best to please me – otherwise, my punishment is swift. Now, I believe I gave you an order.\"
Small tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she slowly moved her legs apart.
\"Wider,\" he demanded.
She was crying freely now, but she followed his instruction and he seemed to pay no mind to her emotions. Running his hand up the inside of her thigh, he slipped two fingers inside her, and his smile widened. He moved himself over her quivering body, then lowered his hips and slowly pushed himself inside her.
Pain instantly exploded between her legs, and she let out a piercing scream while he simultaneously gave a moan of pleasure. Her sobs echoed off the walls as he pounded into her again and again, deeper with every thrust and splitting her apart.
\"So tight,\" he breathed heavily, \"So fucking tight.\"
He stared down at her, panting, watching her face contort with pain, listening to her pleas to stop but never really hearing them. His head snapped back as waves of pleasure washed over him and he spilled himself into her.
He rested for a moment, laying his body down but leaving his penis inside her. When his breathing had returned to normal, he said:
\"We\'re going to do that for the rest of the night. And by the time I\'m done training you, you\'re going to be the best little slut in the entire wizarding world.\"
With that, he lifted himself up and proceeded to fuck her again.
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It was August – the summer before Harry Potter\'s seventh year. Brilliant sunlight poured though the windows of the room where a young girl with sleek mahogany hair and snowy skin was just awakening. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing crystal blue orbs beneath, and her gaze was met with the sight of a high, unfamiliar ceiling. As consciousness slowly seeped back into her brain, she attempted to sit up, but she soon found that her arms were bound above her head. She pulled against her bonds, testing their strength, but they held firmly, digging into her wrists. A slight panic rose in her throat. She attempted to kick her feet over the side of the bed, to perhaps gain a better knowledge of how she could untie herself, but her limbs met an invisible wall. When she looked down at herself, she discovered that her skin was bare, save a black corset which pushed her breasts up but did nothing to cover them.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps, and that small feeling of panic increased steadily. There was a click as the doorknob turned, then the door itself swung open, and a tall, pale man with silvery blonde hair walked in. His steely gray eyes were cold, cruel, and he wore an expression of merciless bemusement. Without a word, he strode to the side of the bed, glanced over her body, and reached out to grab her breast. A look of satisfaction stole across his face as she let out an audible gasp.
He smiled maliciously and proceeded to remove his black silk robes. She hastily averted her eyes, but he commanded:
\"Look at me.\"
She was trembling violently; fear swelled beneath her ribs, causing her breath to catch with every exhale. But she dared not disobey him; she knew that Lucius Malfoy did not deal kindly with those who crossed him.
When he had finished undressing, he slid onto the bed and placed his hand on her thigh.
\"Spread your legs,\" he ordered in a quiet yet forceful tone.
She let out a soft whimper, too paralyzed with terror to move at all. His wicked half-smile returned.
\"My dear, I will warn you once and only once: you belong to me, and you are not going to escape; it would be better for you to accept this fact and realize that you will only make life more difficult if you choose to disobey me. I shall reward you if you do your best to please me – otherwise, my punishment is swift. Now, I believe I gave you an order.\"
Small tears began to trickle down her cheeks as she slowly moved her legs apart.
\"Wider,\" he demanded.
She was crying freely now, but she followed his instruction and he seemed to pay no mind to her emotions. Running his hand up the inside of her thigh, he slipped two fingers inside her, and his smile widened. He moved himself over her quivering body, then lowered his hips and slowly pushed himself inside her.
Pain instantly exploded between her legs, and she let out a piercing scream while he simultaneously gave a moan of pleasure. Her sobs echoed off the walls as he pounded into her again and again, deeper with every thrust and splitting her apart.
\"So tight,\" he breathed heavily, \"So fucking tight.\"
He stared down at her, panting, watching her face contort with pain, listening to her pleas to stop but never really hearing them. His head snapped back as waves of pleasure washed over him and he spilled himself into her.
He rested for a moment, laying his body down but leaving his penis inside her. When his breathing had returned to normal, he said:
\"We\'re going to do that for the rest of the night. And by the time I\'m done training you, you\'re going to be the best little slut in the entire wizarding world.\"
With that, he lifted himself up and proceeded to fuck her again.