The Slave

This is my first submission to AFF. Please give me feedback! I’m sorry it’s kind of rushed at the end. I was kind of rushed at the end. I might go back and edit it later.

Harry couldn’t believe he was doing this. This just wasn’t like him. Sneaking around at night under his invisibility cloak, yeah, that was a common enough occurrence. But not like THIS! NEVER like this…

“It won’t be that bad, in fact, who knows, maybe this’ll become your new thing!” Harry thought to himself as he came to the head of the stairs going down into the dungeons. “Your new thing…”

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Draco sat in his chair in the farthest corner of the room, his back to the wall. A lamp sat on the table next to him, illuminating the otherwise dark nook. Blaise sat in a chair next to him, talking animatedly about some such nonsense. Draco just nodded and made non-committal grunts where they seemed appropriate. Right now his main focus was to keep Pansy off of his lap and keep an eye out for the signal. He hadn’t been this excited in a very long time about anything. Tonight would provide a much-needed distraction for the stressed young man.

“Draco, if you aren’t interested in what I have to say, just tell me and I’ll bugger off,” Blaise offered, not really offended by Draco’s lack of interest in him. He understood. Everyone in Slytherin was feeling the pressure from the war that was owled to them every day by parents expecting them to take up arms against Dumbledore and the “mudbloods” of Hogwarts. He also knew that it must be even more stressful for Draco considering who his father was.

Draco looked over at his friend and waved his hand at him in a non-committal signal of apology.

“I’m just feeling a little…distracted…tonight.” After a moment of thought, Draco continued. “You don’t have to leave, but I probably won’t listen. And if you do leave, take that with you,” he said, pointing to Pansy. The girl heard the insult and the hint and left with a huff. Draco took no notice and went back to watching the tapestry next to the door.

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“Damn draft,” Harry grumbled as he scurried down the hallway towards the Slytherin Common Room. He gathered the invisibility cloak a little tighter around him and whimpered as the cloth was dragged across his sensitive flesh.

Up ahead, Harry saw the portrait leading into the common room. His bare feet made a soft padding sound as he moved a little faster towards it. He stopped abruptly when he noticed the portrait looking in his direction. He took a deep breath and resumed walking. He started to tremble with excitement as he neared his destination.

Harry stopped next to the portrait and looked at the wall. The stones here looked like all of the others in the dungeons, but Harry knew from his instructions that they were different. “If only I had known about this back in second year…” Harry grumbled as he found the snake engraved at the base of one of the stones. He then pressed in the stones and stepped back as the wall slowly sank in just enough for him to slip through into the room on the other side…

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There it was! The signal! Draco sat up a little straighter in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the tapestry shift slightly. His stomache started to twist as the realization that this was actually happening dawned on him.

Draco had secretly had a crush on Harry Potter since he had first seen him in the robe shop. Of course at the tender age of 11 he was too young to realize that what he felt was a physical attraction. All he knew was that he got whatever he wanted and he wanted that boy.

As their schooling progressed Draco continuously worked to make sure Harry noticed him. Of course, in all of his young, hormone-ridden wisdom it seemed the best way to get that attention was to piss him off. Hey, Harry noticed him, right? Finally, Draco was struck by a stroke of genius. He noticed Harry looking at him at various points during the day. Not just looking, STARING. When Harry realized he was caught, he would blush crimson and look away guiltily. After a month of this, Draco formulated a plan.

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Harry kept his back pressed up against the cold stone wall behind the tapestry. His heart was pounding in his ears and he was sure every snake in the den could hear it. As he waited, trying to calm his nerves he thought back to how this had all started…

Harry had realized his attraction for Draco a long time ago, somewhere between second and third year. He had been able to hide it pretty well for quite a while. He had even tried valiantly to start a relationship with Cho and when that failed he tried, honestly tried, to make himself be attracted to Ginny. It failed. Horribly. Every time he looked at her he saw smoke-colored eyes and blonde hair. When he couldn’t deny it any longer he broke things off with Ginny and decided to give up on women. It hurt at first, knowing he could only admire Draco from afar, but he hoped he would eventually move on to someone new. He realized he was getting careless in his adoration when he kept getting caught, but then again, maybe he WANTED to get caught…

One bright Saturday after a thrilling game of Quidditch between Gryffindor and Slytherin, the Slytherin Prince approached Harry as he was heading to the locker room.

“Come here Potty!”

“What do you want, Ferret?” Said rodent smirked.

“I have a proposition for you.” Harry struggled to not be distracted by the just-fucked-to-hell-and-back look Quidditch gave Draco. “I want a race. Prove who the better flyer is.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Didn’t we just do that?” Another annoying smirk.

“No, Scar-Head. We proved who is the SLIGHTLY faster seeker today.”

Harry thought about it for a moment then decided it couldn’t really hurt to humor the prat. “Fine. What is the race track?”

“Excellent. We’ll go from here, over the Forbidden Forest, cut back at the clearing in the forest to the school, go around the school, and come back here.”

“What’s the prize? Other than gloating rights?”

“The loser has to be the winners slave…” Here Draco stepped closer to Harry and whispered in his ear, “And do whatever the winner says.” A shiver ran down Harry’s spine and straight to his cock as he felt Draco’s hot breath caress his ear. The look Draco gave Harry Didn’t help matters either. “You’re on.”

With that the two took off on the greatest race in Hogwarts history. The whole school watched as the two boys zoomed around the grounds, showing off their acrobatic skills as they also showed off their speed. Harry couldn’t help it though, he threw the race. He was sure Draco expected the move after the stunt he pulled, but he couldn’t help it, the offer of being the focus of Draco’s attention for any amount of time was just waaaay too tempting…

So here he was, the famous Harry Potter was standing in the Slytherin Common Room, hiding behind a tapestry, wearing very little aside from his invisibility cloak, on his way to get more orders from his “master…”

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Draco waited patiently for his little slave to come to him. The knots in his stomach got worse as he waited. After a few minutes he saw a flash of a hand with no body. Excellent.

Show me.

The words echoed in Harry’s mind as Draco projected the order to him. He was standing in front of Draco and had just alerted him to his presence. He could see the excitement in Draco’s eyes, but otherwise the boy looked just as bored as he did when he came into the room. With a quick glance over at the still talking Blaise, Harry opened his cloak, making sure to hold it just so so only Draco could see.

Draco had to work to not smile at the sight before him. Harry stood there before him, cock at full attention with a cock ring holding the base and nothing else. He tilted his head and examined Harry’s body completely. He was quite the little piece of eye candy. He couldn’t help the smirk when he noticed Harry was trembling and the tip of his cock was leaking.

Touch yourself. Draco could sense the moment of hesitation in Harry’s mind. Don’t make me repeat myself SLAVE, or else this might become a public viewing.

With a twitch of Draco’s fingers, the invisibility cloak held itself up so Harry had two free hands. He slowly reached down and started to stroke himself. He had to bite his lip to keep himself from making any noise. He was desperate to come. He had been turned on from the moment he started to get ready, but he figured that taking off the cock ring would be highly frowned upon.

You have two hands Harry, use them.

Harry started to stroke his chest slowly, pinching his own nipples. His trembling was getting even worse. He slowly lowered his hand to cup his balls and squeezed them gently.

Harder

Harry squeezed his balls harder now, roughly massaging them. They were pulling up to his body in a signal of release, but the cock ring prevented that.

Pull them down, it’ll help a little.

Harry gently tugged them down and found that indeed it did help him for a moment, but the need returned full force a moment later and worse. He glared at Draco. Draco just smirked.

“Draco, what are you so smug about?” Blaise asked. Harry’s eyes grew wide. He had forgotten about the other Slytherins so close to him.

“Just thinking. Don’t stop. I’m considering going to bed. I feel like the sweet, sweet release of sleep might do me some good.”

“Well, if you do I’m taking your chair.”

“Hmm, I think I’ll stay up a few minutes longer. Tell me more about, whatever it was you were talking about.” At Draco’s encouragement Blaise went on.

Harry’s movements were getting desperate and he started to subconsciously hump the air.

Stop. Take your hands off of yourself. I want you to go to the table next to me and pull the items out of the drawer.

Harry slowly, painfully made his way over to the table on the side opposite Blaise. He eased the drawer open a little bit, just enough to get his hand in and reached in. He pulled out two weird looking clamps with a thin chain connecting them. He gulped and went back to standing in his assigned spot. Draco twitched his fingers again and Harry was exposed to him once more.

Those clamps go on your nipples.

Harry didn’t hesitate. He pinched his nipples until they stood out and then applied the clamps.

Continue to stroke yourself with one hand, and I want your other hand prepping your ass.

Draco twitched his fingers again and Harry’s hand was lubed. He gripped his cock in one hand and slowly stroked it as he slowly started to slip his index finger into his ass.

Now Harry, you can take more than that. I’m sure of it. I bet when you lay in your bed, wanking to the thought of my cock up your ass you can fit your whole fist up there. Now, lets see a little more.

Harry gritted his teeth and shoved another finger in and then another. He then picked up the pace on his poor desperate cock.

Draco turned to Blaise. “I think I’m going to bed. Before I go though, I wanted to ask you, what did you think of Snape’s lecture on Wolfsbane today?” This launched the boy’s into a five minute discussion which had Harry on the verge of tears.

“Just the nighttime stimulation I needed. I’m off.”

“You must be bad off if that’s the most stimulation you need for going to bed.”

Draco smirked and started to walk away. Follow.

When they got to Draco’s room he let Harry close the door.

“Take off the cloak. Now.” Harry threw the cloak onto the floor. Draco grabbed Harry by the chain and pulled him over to the bed. He got a grip on the back of Harry’s neck and forced his face down to the comforter, bending the boy over the end of his footboard.

“Don’t move.” Draco then proceeded to take off his own clothes.

“You’ve been a good little slave tonight, so a reward is in order. Here, have some cock.” With that Draco plunged his length into Harry’s ass and went to town. Harry screamed at the intrusion. This was his first time and it hurt, but he loved it. That glorious pain that was quickly giving way to intense pleasure as Draco pummeled his prostate.

Draco loved the hot tightness offered by Harry’s arse. He quickly picked up the pace. He had been so hard for so long he knew he couldn’t last, but he also knew that Harry couldn’t last much longer either. He made sure to hit Harry’s prostate at varying angles. He found it was best for him and Harry seemed to scream just a little louder when he bent his knees, sending his cock up Harry at a very steep angle, raising the boy off of his feet. Draco was in heaven.

When Draco felt he couldn’t last any longer he reached around and twisted a nipple with one hand and released Harry’s cock with the other and then started to furiously stroke. With just a few strokes both started to come.

Harry saw stars as his denied orgasm rushed through him. Darkness started to cloud his vision as the intense pleasure undid him. He could feel the liquid fire of Draco’s cum shooting into his arse.

When it was over, both sank down to the ground. Draco licked Harry’s neck and started to plant kisses on his shoulder. Harry just groaned.

“Now Harry, we need to discuss tomorrow night….”

So, what did you think? Please let me know! Also, let me know if I should make this more than a one shot!