Contracts

Underage activity ahead. (Not with Hermione.) Squickness ahead. Darkness ahead.

This chapter can be skipped without damaging the story.

Sorry, but Severus was a regular bastard, why else do you think he joined the death eaters?

**************Chapter 10 -- The Wife****

Severus had come to check on Hermione and Sarah. When neither showed up for lunch he had a house elf to take some food into her. She was still in the Library. It was several hours latter and not a peep had been heard from either one.

He walked into the Library and saw Hermione holding Sarah. Sarah was snuggled up tight against Hermione. Her head was turned to Hermione’s breast. Snape picked up Hermione’s legs and placed them on a foot stool. Snape conjured a blanket and tucked them both in. Hermione snuggled deeper into the chair. His wife’s chair.

He looked at the chair where his wife used to sit. The pain was still there, but it wasn’t as intense. He missed the companionship…. and the sex.

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His wife had been contracted to him at birth. He grew up with her. He knew her intimately before he ever had sex with her.

In the wizarding world the bonding is usually more intimate than the wedding night between muggles. You can not be bound to someone and not know them. Thoroughly!

You play with them when you are younger and get to know what kind of person they are. Kind or Cruel. Loving or demanding. At such an early age, the children reflect some of their parents personalities. So it was with them. Elizabeth was calm. He could only remember her crying a few times and usually he had been the cause. He hated himself for making her, but she was about the only thing he had control of in his earlier years.

He displayed quite a few of his father’s characteristics. His mother had tried to lead him down a gentler path, but she was usually punished for it. He hated what his father did to his mother, but he still learned the lessons in dominance and submission. Sometimes a little too well.

He could persuade Elizabeth to do whatever he wanted. She was the epitome of the future pure blood wife. She was retiring, pretty with the possibility of great beauty with maturity, intelligent enough to hold an intellectual conversation and smart enough (usually) to know when to be quite or to have selective memory loss.

Despite all of her “good” qualities he had breached the chastity spell in his sixth year enough to get his father to sanction the union. Breaching the bond was an affront to the girls family. A decision to keep the marriage a secret was a blessing in disguise.

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The Fearsome Foursome had just made his life miserable. Again. His humiliation in front of the whole school had hurt. He had taken the dark mark a few nights before and was truly nauseous of what he had to do for his initiation. The laughter of his classmates in addition to the horrendous memories of initiation were almost too much.

The final straw had been watching Lupin talk to “his” Elizabeth. To him it was the last personal breach that he could accept.

True, he had ignored her since she started Hogwarts last year. Maybe he was even a little embarrassed that his betrothed was in Hufflepuff.

It could even have had something to do with the fact that he was a 6th year and she was a second year. Regardless of the reason he had not spoke but a couple of words to her since school began.

Now that the wolf was talking to her, Severus felt a need to mark his territory.

He walked up unnoticed, until he was beside of Lupin.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened in pleasure…until she saw his expression. She knew his face as well as her own and he was in a rage. She didn’t even wonder why, she was just trying to find ways to pacify him.

His hand came out and grabbed her arm painfully jerking her into his side. His fingers tightened until he heard her gasp. Lupin didn’t know whether to walk away or stay and try to help. Severus saw his indecision and helped them both out.

His voice was biting in his righteous fury. “She’s mine. Do not look, touch, or talk to her ever. Ever!” Severus was spitting he was so angry.

His fingers cruelly grasped her forearm. Elizabeth knew not to try to reason with him when he was in one of these moods. She bit her tongue to keep from defending herself.

Lupin didn’t understand. “Now there’s no call for rough handling. I was only talking to her. What makes you think you have exclusive rights anyway?…”

Severus cut him off by holding up her wrist. A beautiful thick gold slave bracelet encircled her wrist. A continuous SS was imprinted all around the bracelet. Lupin’s family didn’t have old money, but he knew a betrothal gift when he saw one.

“I didn’t know.” was all Remus could say before Snape stared him down and he turned and walked away. Before going very many steps Remus heard Snape shouting and Elizabeth’s small voice answered. It was quickly followed by a slap and a cry. He stopped, but did not turn around. There was nothing he could do. The girl was Snape’s property. If he interfered it could get him expelled. Walking away hearing her begging Snape not to hurt her was one of the hardest things he ever had to do.

Elizabeth was tall for her age. She came up to Severus shoulder. Her body however had not decided to fill out yet. It gave Severus a sick pleasure to twist her arm until she begged. The pleasure was a little too much for Severus. He drug Elizabeth into an empty classroom and locked and warded the door.

His hand moved from her painful arm up to her hair. He took a firm, but not painful, grasp on her head of hair when he started talking.

“Elizabeth, I’m disappointed in you. You were disobeying our bonding vows by begging for attention from that animal. You were being forward with a wizard that is not your betrothed, and you had the temerity to interrupt me. Do you have any other transgressions to add?” Elizabeth tried to shake her head. She whispered “NO“ when he did not slack up on his hold.

Snape said, “Very well. As punishments to your transgressions you must submit to me now or your punishment will be doubled. Do you understand?” A quick “Yes” was all he was waiting for.

With out turning loose of Elizabeth he forced her to her knees. “You must learn your place in my life. You are here to serve” Severus had given a big smirk, “or service me as the case may be.”

Severus grabbed her face and squeezed her jaws forcing her mouth into an ‘O’.

“Listen carefully to my instructions. If you deviate at all the punishment will be extreme. I will only say them once:

“Part my robes and take out my cock. Then you will suck it until I cum. If any liquid escapes your mouth I will butt fuck you before we leave this room. Do you understand?” Tears were rolling down her face. She had absolutely no doubt that he would do exactly as he said.

They had “explored” each other in bed late at night on bond visits. He had even touched her breasts and ran his fingers through her clit. She had touched him when asked. She knew he received pleasure from it because she had felt him “squirt” or \'cum\' as he called it either while rubbing her or while she was rubbing him. It had always seemed like a lot of stuff.

She had never even thought of touching him with her mouth. She couldn’t hide the revulsion on her face. Severus saw the expression. “This will just be an early part of your training. If you know how to give a decent blow job before we get married it will just make my life more…. pleasant. When you get sore….and you will…you’ll be glad to give me a blow job and protect your little holes.”

With shaking hands she pushed the sides of the robe apart and reached up to his trousers. With trembling fingers she released the button fly and his enormous prick sprang free. Elizabeth inwardly gagged. How was she ever to put that in her mouth. He couldn’t mean the whole thing. Maybe just the tip. Snape started giving her instructions.

“Run your tongue over the tip. Yes like that. Now lightly squeeze my balls. Yes-s. Put the head in your mouth and suck.” Elizabeth starting to suck and then she would take her tongue and run over the top and then up and down the side. He was groaning and he started to rock his hips more forcefully into her face.

She started to say to herself , “This will all be over in a minute or two.” Over and over she told herself that.

Severus wondered idly what she was thinking and accessed her thoughts. He often reveled in the fear that was present at one of their gatherings. When he found out she only wished it to be over he wasn’t disappointed or angry. He knew that training her would be very enjoyable.

With every thrust he enunciated one word. “You. Will. Perform . Oral. Sex. On. Me. ANY. TIME. ANY. WHERE.” with a final, “DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND?” . She made an acknowledgement, as best she could and he came. Now she had to ….swallow it? All of it! She gagged but, fortunately for Elizabeth she swallowed every last drop. This time.

When he withdrew from her mouth he once again took her jaw in his hands and exerted pressure until she opened. “Lift your tongue.” When he saw all of the liquid was gone he patted her on the head like a dog. “Good girl. It will get easier with time. Be here the same time tomorrow. Don’t be late and don’t wear any underwear or I will have to punish you. “ With that he turned and left her still on her knees.

He returned the next day. Elizabeth was there before him and she had obeyed. She did not wear her underwear. Severus was satisfied with their regular tryst. For a little while.

Severus soon found he needed the relief that sex brought. Sex or domination. In his mind they were intermingled. He sought her out often but he didn’t ask for more than a blow job because he could have his choice of partners at any death eater meeting. She was always careful to follow exactly what he told her so he never had an opportunity to punish her. The subjugation was enough.

Severus played rough. It didn’t matter if he broke the muggles he played with. None lived past dawn.

A few months later his attitude changed when he saw her, once again, talking to Lupin. Elizabeth blanched. She knew this was not going to be good.

She was right.
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Severus was almost praising her for her performance. “Very good. Not a drop spilled.”

His voice dropped a few notches, it was almost caressing.

“Elizabeth, I must punish you. I specifically told you never to speak to Lupin. You disobeyed me. You do understand that you must be punished?”

Elizabeth just stayed on her knees and looked up at him. She had no idea what he wanted of her. She had hoped that the regular blow job would be enough. She should have known better.

She had never been punished by him other than a gentle chastisement and more recently the blow jobs. They were demeaning but not painful.

Severus’s father had inflicted several different types of punishments on her for disobedience during her visits. They were all humiliating, degrading, and painful. She had learned to hate and fear the elder Snape. Severus was not like that. Was he?!?

Surely that wasn’t what he wanted. Her eyes got big as she stared at him. He forcefully pried his way into her mind. When he saw the images he smirked and said that would do----to start with.

Elizabeth took off her knickers, then she took off her shirt and bra. When her hand moved to the zip on her skirt his hand stayed her.

“No, let’s leave the skirt.” His voice had been husky when he said that. “Grab your ankles and hand on. Do not raise your head. If you do raise your head, you will be punished for each occurrence.”

He picked up a paddle and swung it once against the palm of his hand. Elizabeth jumped and he smiled. \"I guess I get to add one more.\"

He was so worked up from the paddling that he threw the paddle down and tried to drive himself into her back entrance. She was so tight he was forced to lubricate her and himself.

Severus started giving her orders. “Push back against me like you are trying to push me out. It will allow me to enter without tearing you.“

She was trying to do what he said but she just could not imagine what he really wanted of her. Her skin was hot to the touch from the paddling. When he was all the way encased he would be able to feel the heat on either side of his cock. The thought made him push harder. She closed up. She was so tight she was preventing him entering. He bent down and grabbed a breast and squeezed it until she eventually puckered up. As soon as the little rosebud appeared he pushed until he was in. She had been so tight. He had to force his way in and the smell of the blood had merely excited him more.

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Severus sat in the chair across from Hermione. His memories had given him an aching hard on. He started to rub himself.

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Her scream had echoed down the hall. He had hoped Lupin was still lurking around. He pulled out and drove in again and again. The thought that Lupin might be able to hear him caused him to be as brutal with her as he was with the poor muggles that were brought in for their entertainment.

That day, the day he had paddled her and then forcefully took her back virginity, was the start of their relationship. Severus had realized that Elizabeth needed expert medical attention. He was even ashamed of what he had done. He illegally apparated both of them to his fathers house.

They had faced his father just hours after his brutal taking. Elizabeth had needed healing. She was weak from blood loss and she was still bleeding. His father had paid a private Medi-witch to see to her injuries. Several hours latter with an admonishment of no anal sex for at least a month he persuaded his father to let him marry her.

His father had quickly put together the ceremony. The rites were old and Sevestain, his father, had ended up taking his wife’s virginity. Elizabeth was found to be pregnant just a few weeks after the ceremony.

Shaman was born exactly 9 months latter. No one knew if Shaman belonged to Severus or Sebestain. At the time it mattered not at all to Severus. The boy was a Snape. Elizabeth was always available for a fuck, and she had fixed his father so that all future offspring would most definitely be Severus’.

Elizabeth gave up her formal education to take care of her son. She had also been on call for Severus’ sexual relief. Any time. Any where. Any way. He was never as brutal with her as the day he married her, but a relationship had developed that was very unequal. Elizabeth gave and Severus took. Whenever, wherever, and however he wanted.


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His hands moved restlessly in his lap. He unfastened his trousers and started stroking himself. He really missed Elizabeth…..and the sex.

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His and Elizabeth’s relationship stayed on the same footing until Shanair was born.

Voltemort was at his most destructive. Severus, along with a few others, started to have doubts about his methods and his sanity. Severus however, was a skilled Occulemence which protected him. The others had no such protection and usually died a very painful death, or worse yet, Voltemort would bring in the loved ones to be tortured, raped, maimed or killed as an example to the other death eaters.

It was as Severus was watching his second son being born that he realized the horror that was his life. His beautiful son would have to be offered up to Voltemort\'s service if the Dark Lord won.

For his sons to know of the things he had done, terrified Severus beyond anything anyone could physically do to him. The day of Shanair’s birth found Severus at Albus Dumbledore’s.

Slowly Severus attempted to curb the blood lust that had driven him. To most outward appearances he had not changed at all. This was necessary for his role of spy. On the inside he changed. He loved his sons. Shanair and Shaman. Elizabeth became once again his friend, and not JUST his whore.

The couple had established a pattern of dominance and submission early on in their relationship. While that relationship remained intact they explored other realms of pleasure. Severus learned to please his wife and not just take. He remembered her first orgasm. It was around the time that Samuel was conceived.

Severus REALLY missed the sex. He would have to visit knockturn alley before long.