A Slave to a Slave

My Most Magnificent Reviewers:

DTDY : How should I make Lucius feel better? If there’s something you think would make him happy, I’m all ears. I do so love Lucius, even when he is a snot.
Kale : I’m glad you like Severus as I’ve portrayed him. Here’s hoping I can keep him in character. Here’s the next installment.
starstruck86 : Severus will continue to grow into his role, and I don’t think he’ll forget this incident. It’s probably tearing him up inside…
Hambares : I’m so glad you see that! Harry is going to be so special!

Here’s the next chapter. I hope you enjoy!

A note before continuing: You should know before reading that this chapter contains extreme penetration, extreme piercings, extreme flexibility, and watersports. If any of those things squick you, you’ve been warned.

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When Severus opened the door to his bedroom, he was surprised to see his slave curled around his pillow, clinging to it as one would a lover or a stuffed animal. Severus approached the bed slowly, unsure of Harry’s reaction. He appeared to be asleep, so Severus reached out and gently brushed a few locks of hair from Harry’s forehead, noting for the first time a jagged scar than ran over his slave’s right eye. Before he could puzzle over it, Harry’s eyes opened, and he nuzzled the hand brushing against his face.

“Master...”

“Are you feeling better?”

“Yes, Master. No more pain. Thank you for healing me, Master.”

“I did not intend to cause you pain; something had to be done to remedy the situation. But enough of that. Are you ready for another session with Lucius? He has some special entertainment planned.”

“What sort of entertainment? More blow jobs, Master?”

Severys chuckled at the hopeful note in Harry’s voice. “Possibly. If not, I’m sure it will be depraved enough to entertain you. After the show I’ll feed you.”

Harry grinned and sat up. Before his slave could get to the floor, Severus scooped him up into his arms. Harry wrapped his arms around his master’s neck and buried his face in his robes. Severus fought the smile off his face as he carried Harry into the living room.

“Finally you two decide to join us!”

“Lucius, must you make a big show of everything?”

“But of course, my old friend! You know that I live and breathe exhibitionism!”

“I was indeed aware of that.” Severus sat in his armchair, settling Harry onto his lap, back to chest, legs spread to rest on the outside of his thighs. “What does young Blaise have in store for us this evening?”

“He refuses to tell. Says he wants it to be a surprise. I was just considering beginning the evening with a bit of punishment for his unwillingness to bow to my orders.”

Feeling Harry squirm in his lap at the mention of the word ‘punishment’, Severus lifted a comforting hand to caress his slave’s stomach. “Why don’t we see what your catamite has in store for us before we punish him. I would hate for his performance to be less than acceptable just because you felt the need to paddle him before he could begin.”

“Since you are our host this evening, Severus, I will bow to your wishes.” Lucius clapped his hands before wrapping his arms tightly around Draco’s waist. “Begin.”

With that simple order, Blaise rose from his knees, and a sultry tune filled the air. He began to dance, swaying his hips, rolling them. He then began to incorporate his whole body. The movements were almost hypnotizing and definitely lust-inspiring. Harry noticed there was even a small tinkling sound coming from the boy’s body. Intrigued he began to study the only adornments on that dark skin - piercings. He was covered in them. He had small hoops running up the outer shell of both ears, all linked with a thin gold chain. From the lobe dropped several small golden bells. His nipples had slightly larger gold hoops piercing them; they were also linked with a chain that attached to his navel piercing. With each undulation of Blaise’s body, the chain would pull down on his nipple rings causing his body to arch more and moans to escape his lips. There was also a chain running from his navel piecing to a bar horizantally pierced through the head of the slave’s penis.

Harry couldn’t believe the lust this performance inspired. His cock was rock hard, standing straight up and leaking pre-cum into his navel.

After a few minutes of dancing, Blaise turned his back to his audience and bent over at the waist, giving the four onlookers a delicious view of a wide stretched hole. Harry was awed to see that Blaise had small gold hoops piercing him from just below his anus all the way over his perineum, his scrotum, and up the underside of his penis. Like his other piercings, there was a tiny gold chain suspended between each ring and hanging between each ring on the chain was a small bell.

Harry was so distracted by the piercings, it took him a moment to notice that Blaise was fucking himself with the dildo he’d already been filled with. Harry’s eyes widened at the sheer size of the thing. It had to be as wide as his fist! Blaise’s moans told Harry that the black slave boy was loving every minute of this.

Harry began to squirm, wondering what it would feel like to be penetrated by something that huge. He’s never thought he would like being penetrated, but in the twenty-four hours he’d been with his new master, he’d realized that being full was actually quite nice when care was taken not to rip your anal cavity apart. He moaned as his squirming put his master’s zipper, stretched tight over his erection, right up against the plug inside him, causing the plug to grind into his prostate. Harry gasped, tossed his head back, and groaned deep into his throat.

Severus stopped his orgasm half-way through by grabbing his balls and yanking. Harry cried out and slumped back against his master. “Do not cum yet, little one. The show isn’t over. Can you control yourself or do you want a cock-ring?”

“A ring, Master, please!”

Severus buried his face in his slave’s neck so Lucius wouldn’t notice his grin. Oh yes, his little slave was absolutely delicious. To cum just from watching another slave dance. How extraordinary.

Once Severus has controlled his facial features, he grabbed his wand and tapped it against the base of Harry’s cock. This ring was different from the one that morning. This one encircled the base of his cock and balls and ran up the shaft of his penis. Severus thought the sight was the most delicious he’d seen, and when Harry thanked him for it, he barely stopped his hips from bucking up against Harry’s ass.

“Watch.” They both returned their eyes to the floor show.

At this point, Blaise had rolled onto his back, was curled into a ball, had his hand between his legs which were over his own shoulders. He had removed the dildo and was fingering himself with four fingers. As Harry watched, he saw Blaise slide his thumb into himself with the others. After thrusting a few times, Lucius’ slave pushed his entire hand into himself.

Harry gasped, and Severus wrapped his arms tightly around Harry’s chest, pulling him closer to whisper in his ear. “One day, I will slide my whole fist into you just like that, but my hand is bigger and the penetration will be even more intense. Do you like the sound of that Harry? My hand curling into a fist as I begin to ram it into you, punching your prostate with each penetration?”

Harry moaned and pressed his ass more tightly into his master’s hips before arching his hips up and gasping through a dry orgasm. Severus chuckled and pushed Harry off his lap to the floor.

“I have not seen a slave showered in gold in long while. Have you, Lucius?”

The smirk that split Lucius’ face was sinister, and he too pushed Draco from his lap.

“I can think of nothing better I’d like to see this evening. Draco, kneel on one side of Blaise, facing Harry. Harry, do the same on the opposite side.”

Harry looked to Severus for confirmation, and, upon receiving a nod, Harry and Draco crawled over beside Blaise who was so overwhelmed by the bliss of fucking himself with his own fist he didn’t notice the other boys.

“Good slaves. Now, Draco, Harry, piss.”

Both boys jerked their heads up to look at their masters, eyes wide at the order they had just received. With a severe look from each master, the boys turned to each other, wrapped their hands around their cocks, forcing them down toward Blaise’s chest. Pissing while hard turned out to be a challenge for both boys, but each eventually released a golden stream onto the slave between them.

“Piss on his cock, Harry. Draco, his face.” Harry scooted down and directed his stream over the black boy’s cock. Blaise’s hips jerked as the warm stream caressed his hard flesh; he also moaned when Draco’s stream hit him in the mouth. He parted his lips and lapped at the urine splattering on his face.

“Good boys.” While they finished pissing, Lucius and Severus both moved to the floor, one kneeling by Blaise’s ass, the other, over his head. The both pulled their cocks out and ordered their slaves to jerk them. A few moments later, both older men were cumming, their ejaculation splattering all over Blaise’s upturned ass and his chest.

“Excellent.” Lucius muttered as he sat back.

“Indeed. Now Harry, I’m going to remove your cock ring. I want you to cum immediately.”

Harry’s eyes widened, but he nodded. The instant Severus released the ring, he also pulled the plug from Harry’s ass then quickly thrust it back in, slamming it into his prostate. Harry came immediately, his cum joining his master’s on Blaise’s body.

Lucius then released Draco’s ring, wrapped his hand around his son’s cock, and pulled twice, watching engrossed as his son’s cum joined the growing puddle forming on Blaise’s chest.

“Rub it in, boys.” Both boys, breathing heavily, still trying to recover from orgasm, leaned forward and began to spread the cum out, rubbing it into Blaise’s flesh like they would lotion. While they were doing this, Lucius reached forward and pulled Blaise’s fist from his ass. He quickly inserted his forefinger and his middle finger, firmly pressing down on the boy’s prostate. Severus reached forward and released his cock ring. Blaise’s body shook as he orgasmed, his cum shooting up and covering Harry and Draco’s faces. The slave boy passed out.

“Clean Harry’s face, Draco.” Draco leaned forward and licked Blaise’s cum from that tan face. As he finished he swiped his tongue over Harry’s lips. Harry gasped, and Draco took advantage, sliding his tongue in.

Severus reached out, grabbed Draco’s hair, and yanked him away from his slave. “I should beat your ass for that, youngling. Harry is mine and will not be touched in such an intimate matter without my permission. Tomorrow you will be punished.” Severus then stood, scooped Harry up into his arms, and stalked towards his bedroom, slamming the door.

Lucius chuckled. “You’ve really done it now, Draco. While I make sure you enjoy your punishment, Severus will do no such thing. I hope that kiss was worth it, because I will not be coming to your rescue. Now, wake Blaise up and join me in our room.” Lucius stood and walked out of the living room towards the room the three would be sharing that evening.