Diary of a Submissive

Title: Diary of Submissive

Author: Ladyreid90

Disclaimer: This story is based on Characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling and various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books, and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Harry is a very slutty boy as he makes his way through the men and woman of his life in a serious of one-shots to three-shots.


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Harry didn’t like Lockhart, he didn’t like him when he was twelve and he didn’t like him again when he was seventeen. The man was a fraud and made Harry nervous to be around, the man was always staring at him and it drove him mad, not even some of the new students stared as much as the ponce did. Ron jokingly said once that it seemed that Lockhart wanted to jump his bones; Harry scoffed and turned back to his dinner. Ron was joking and that was it, no way did that blonde idiot want to fuck him, even if he did there was no one that Harry would allow it.
Although, bent over Lockhart’s desk and begging the man to fuck him senseless belayed that statement.

It all started when Harry was called to stay after class, Lockhart it seemed was able to teach history a lot better than Binns did and while it wasn’t up to standards it was better anyway. Harry waved Ron and Hermione on, while he had a free period next they both had DADA - defeating Voldemort guaranteed he could skip out on that class – Harry strode to the front of the class and waited.

“Yes?” He asked impatiently five minutes later when Lockhart didn’t do anything but stare at him. “What do you need?”

“Ah! Yes of course!” Lockhart said jumping to his feet and grasped Harry’s wrist and dragged him to his office. “I need you to look at something for me!”

Harry sighed and fingered his wand up his sleeve while he was dragged into the room, he was tempted to cast a spell and knock the man out and claim it was an accident but he doubted Dumbledore would let him get away with that much of breaking rules. He opened his mouth to speak when he was suddenly pushed up against the large oak desk and his wrists pinned over his head, he jerked as the wood wrapped around them and kept him in place.

“What the hell!” Harry shouted as he tugged at his bond wrists, too busy to notice as his robes were tossed up and the office door spells shut and the room silenced. “What are you doing?”

“Oh, I know you like playing hard to get Harry.” Lockhart purred as he banished Harry’s clothing to the other side of the room and unzipped his pants. He summoned an old fashion paddle and lined up behind the raven-haired boy, he was going to nicely warm up that pert ass for him. “Count, please or I will add more strokes on until you do.”

“Wha-“ Harry began before something hard and wooden laid across his left check hard, it took a few seconds before the pain slide in and Harry inhaled sharply. “Stop!”

Lockhart clicked his tongue and started paddling in earnest, wanting Harry’s ass a nice deep shade of red for him to sink into. He kept waiting for Harry to start counting so he could stop but only gasps and shrieks of pain and pleas for him to stop echoed in the room of the smack-smack sound of the paddle striking flesh. He reluctantly stopped before he really damaged Harry and tossed the paddle next to squirming boy and cast a silent lubrication spell, the cold-jelly substance must have felt good that Harry sighed in relief before stiffening as he realized what it meant.

“No, stop it!” Harry yelled as he felt Lockhart loom behind him, he tugged hard at his bonds when he felt the man’s hands settled on his hips and pushed his checks apart. Something blunt and thick rubbed along his virgin hole before pushing the tip in, it felt like it was going to tear him apart! “No!”

Lockhart breathed in and held it in as he slowly pushed deeper past the tight ring of muscles, the paddling had loosened and tightened the anal muscles so it was a sweet-torture to sink inside of Harry. Harry whimpered and bucked against the invader until he felt large, hot balls resting flush against his and Lockhart kissing the back of his neck, he tried to pull away but Lockhart followed him. Harry kept silent now, knowing that Lockhart wasn’t going to stop until he was done and no one was going to come and save him.

“Good, boy.” Lockhart murmured as he rocked slightly and grinned as Harry gasped in pleasure at the cock rubbing against his prostate. “This will feel so good; you’ll enjoy this so much.”

Harry shook his head and moaned lowly as the man pulled out of his body, giving it a few seconds of relief from the fullness before pushing back in, causing a stretching-burn that both hurt and felt good on one level. Harry shut his eyes and thought of Quiditch, this wasn’t happening, it wasn-A wail ripped from Harry’s throat as a bundle of nerves was struck dead-on and lust rippled outwards.

Lockhart began fucking Harry in earnest as he found the right angle to strike Harry’s pleasure button, he snapped his hips back and forth, diving deep and making sure he rubbed sharply on the button, spilling wails for the shivering boy. Harry’s eyes rolled back into his head as heat coiled behind his navel and he started thrusting back onto the cock fucking him, all he cared at that part was the need to cum that he didn’t care who brought him off.

“Please, oh please, Merlin above, please!” Harry begged shamelessly as he was pushed to his edge and forced to hover there for who knew how long, he wanted to cum! “Let me cum, please, cum please!”

“You want to cum Harry?” Lockhart purred into Harry’s ear as he felt his orgasm creeping up on him, he wouldn’t last much longer. “Then beg me prettily and I’ll let you cum.”

“Please, I beg you, please,” Harry wailed as he pushed his body closer to Lockhart’s hoping to entice him that way in letting him cum. “Lockhart, please! Cum, let me cum, please!”

“Call me master and you will.” Lockhart snarled softly as he bit down sharply at the junction where Harry’s neck met his shoulder. “Now.”

“Master!” Harry mewled as the coil sprung and everything shattered around him, colors blurring and things changing shape, he slumped on the desk in the puddle of his cum while he felt Lockhart thrust a few times before thick warmth spurted inside of him. Harry was in too much of a blissed out state to care about anything. “Master, master, master.”

Lockhart pulled out and grimaced at the cum leaking out of Harry, he summoned a plug and inserted it deep inside of Harry and magically locked it in place. A simple cleaned spell took care of the rest of the mess and smell; he swiftly redressed the resurfacing Harry and shoved him out of his office before locking it up tight. He would give Harry some time to cool down and to come back to him for some more, Harry was going to need him to get the plug out after all. Humming Lockhart settled into his grading while he listened to Harry shout on the other side of the door before he heard him moving away.

In a daze Harry headed up to the seventh year dorms, thankful that by this point in their lives they all had their own room as he didn’t want anyone to see who wreaked he was – Harry knew he looked as wreaked as he felt, he had just lost his virginity to one of his more hated teachers behind Snape and Umbridge. For different reasons. Harry dropped his book-bag onto the floor before curling up on his bed; he was still floating post-orgasm and pissed off at the same time. He shifted as he felt something thick rest inside of his ass, Harry was too tired to really deal with that can of worms and decided a nap was in order.

It took him two days before he broke and asked to speak to Lockhart after class, Lockhart smirked smugly at him as Harry was led back into the office, and he blushed as he caught sight of the desk and looked away from it. He didn’t want any reminders on what had happened only a few days prior. Lockhart took a seat while Harry sat gingerly on the edge of the soft sofa, he didn’t dare go to anyone that knew some healing spells to relieve the pain in his ass – didn’t trust them enough not to go spreading that rumor around.

“So, Harry, what can I do for you?” Lockhart was willing to bet he knew what Harry wanted and couldn’t wait until he was back inside of that ass.

“That thing you put inside of me, take it out.”

“Well,” Lockhart smugly smiled at the fuming and uncomfortable Harry. “I could, but I won’t.”

“What? Why?” Harry demanded and Lockhart laughed.

“Because. If I take it out you will go about your merry little way and what would I get out of it, hmmm? I want a fair trade for it and don’t think about threatening going to another teacher or something similar, you would have done that already if you wished it so and didn’t enjoy what I did.” Lockhart leaned forward predatorily until he was staring in Harry’s green eyes. “If you want it out then push your trousers down and bend over.”

Harry flushed and looked away, he wanted to say no, that it wasn’t worth it but he didn’t want to drag own name through something like this and Lockhart was right, if he really didn’t like what had happened he would have gone to a teacher. Harry stood up and his hands went to his belt buckle, he didn’t care what he had to do, he just wanted the toy out of his body and go back to his normal life. He was too busy stripping to see Lockhart’s pleased look nor the lustful one when he kneeled on the sofa cushions and pushed his ass out towards Lockhart.
Harry had no clue who or what he was getting involved with.

Lockhart shrugged off his robes and unzipped his pants before lubing himself up with a small charm, this time Harry was going to feel the full brunt of being fucked by a man of his girth. He fished the plug out and thrust in once the passage-way was free, he smiled at the gasp of lust as he made sure to strike the button on his way in. He quickly set the pace; he was more concerned about reaching orgasm rather than drawing it out today then the last time.

Harry hated himself as within a few thrusts his body began reacting to the stimuli and his moans and gasps of lustful pleasure spilled from his throat, he gripped the back of the sofa tightly between his hands as Lockhart’s hands gripped his waist tight enough to leave bruises and he wasn’t even sure if Lockhart wasn’t pounding into him with a broom handle it was such a thick and fast paced fucking. His orgasm happened so suddenly and upon him that Harry didn’t even have enough time to do anything but moan breathily and cum, his channel clamping down on the cock inside of him and feeling Lockhart cum inside of him.

Lockhart grunted as he pulled out, limply Harry fell to his side on the sofa, his muscles too weak to hold him up or even care about the stains he had caused. Harry didn’t bother closing his legs as they hanged open and cum leaked obscenely out of his ass, he was so tired and drifting on his natural high that he slipped into a sleep before Lockhart even had the chance to clean up the mess.

Four hours later, three orgasms and one anal-bead set later Harry floated from Lockhart’s room firmly on his climax high he wasn’t hungry and skipped dinner to head back to his room for the night. With the knowledge he was going to have to head back to Lockhart to get the beaded-chain out Harry settled into studying, after all, to get the beads out meant a couple of mind-blowing orgasms in the process then Harry was all for it.