Hole

The Malfoys' newest slave would have to pass the Library after he left the Master's rooms. Draco Malfoy had carefully positioned himself there for just this reason. As he heard the sound of soft, limping footsteps descending the stairs he entered the hallway.

A malicious grin spread over his face as he took in the delicious sight of the naked boy, now wearing a close-fitting collar of silver. The pale body was covered in bruises, and the reddened nipples showed clear marks where they had been twisted and ripped with fingernails. Father did so love to abuse his partners' nipples.

"What is your name, slave?" Draco demanded imperiously.

"I am called Hole, Master Draco," came the soft reply. The boy looked demurely at his feet, as Lucius always required.

"You will look at me when you speak to me," Draco ordered. Green eyes met his, and Draco felt a ripple of power and desire run through him. "What did the Master do to you?"

The boy ran through a litany of spells, beginning with the collaring and including the standard ones to prevent running away, disobeying orders or thinking independently.

"And then?" Draco prodded.

"The master used me as he saw fit."

Draco struck the boy, hard, on his face. He staggered, but remained upright. "Thankyou, Master Draco."

"Be more specific, Hole."

"Yes, Master Draco. The Master had me serve him orally, and then took me anally twice. He then watched as the guards took me, one orally and one anally."

"Better. What are your further orders?"

"I am to return to the kitchen and serve there as required. I am to report to his quarters every morning at 6.30 and waken him with oral service."

Draco grinned. He looked the boy up and down. Cum and blood dripped slowly down his legs, and there was also cum in his hair. Bruises covered his body and legs, especially his hips and nipples.

"You may serve me orally, Hole," he said, moving closer to the slave. Without hesitation, Hole reached out and opened Draco's robes. As soon as Draco's cock was revealed he took it into his mouth. Draco sighed in pleasure. Hole's mouth was unskilled, but it was wet and arousing in its clumsiness. He considered sliding his hands into that messy dark hair and holding it still while he fucked that tempting mouth to completion, but over the boy's head he could see soft buttocks and naked, dirty feet. There were other pleasures to be savoured.

"Stop now, stand up and come with me," he ordered.

Hole complied immediately. Draco could hardly wait to get him back to his bedroom.