The Life of a Mudblood: After the War

Jessie was confused. She didn't know what he meant by ‘keep them happy.’ She sat under the table, shivering. It was cold in the room, even as more people began to come in and sit down. The body heat wasn't enough. As the last person sat down Harry sat up in his chair and began speaking. The smirk that was undoubtedly on his face could be heard in his voice. “We have a new pet” he said, motioning to her under the table. “And with that, we will begin. Reports?” he asked.

Less than a minute after the meeting began Jessie felt her hair being pulled to the other side of the table. She gasp, seeing the man who had pulled her closer had his dick out and was pushing her face closer. She tried to pull away from the man, but he pulled her hair harder, causing her to gasp again. With her mouth open he pushed himself inside. She immediately noticed the sweaty smell in the massive amounts of hair. She gagged and bit down. She felt his hand squeezing her throat tightly.

Jessie tried gasping for air. Getting the point, she began to suck his dick. He held her down on him the entire time, getting longer as he began hardening. The bigger he got the less Jessie could breathe, but she continued to suck. She couldn't hear what was being said, as she was too busy, but she didn't care at that point anyway. She just wanted to get this over with. Before long she could feel the man cumming down her throat. He held her there for about a minute later, as she coughed and choked around him. When she was finally let go, Jessie was gasping for breath, and whimpered as she was pulled in another direction. It was now that she say at least half of the people at the table had their hard dicks out and waiting.

-Timeskip-

The meeting had lasted over two hours, but it was finally done. She hadn't managed to please everyone, as there had not been time. That is how she found herself strapped to the table, her head hanging off and another dick in her mouth. When Harry had found out there were still seven who had not been pleased, he promised her, once she had them pleased, she would be punished. How she was to be punished, she had no idea, as she couldn't imagine worse than this.

Jessie sucked the best she could, trying to please this last man. His dick was skinny, so it made it easier for her to breathe, but it was longer than those she had pleased in the meeting. She could feel the bulge in the bottom of her throat as the man thrust hard and fast. Unable to keep up with him, her teeth scraped his shaft, causing him to yelp. He didn't slow down, but pulled hard on the chain attached to her nipples, causing her to whimper in pain. The vibration from the whimper caused him to finally cum. Instead of cumming down her throat, he pulled out and came all over her face, getting it in her hair and even her eyes.

The man smirked, put his dick back in his pants, zipped up and left. Jessie raised her head, looking around. She was alone in the cold room. She shivered from the cold, and the fear of what was yet to come. She continued looking around, hoping to be freed from the table soon, but looking out the window she saw night had fallen. She would be lucky, at that point, if Harry even gave her a second thought for the rest of the night…..Or so she thought.

About an hour later, Jessie’s neck had gotten stiff and began to cramp up, Finally Harry walked back in. He waved his hand and the restraints disappeared. Jessie began to sit up, but Harry had closed the distance between the door and table and pulled her off, letting her fall in a heap at his feet.

“You disappointed me today” Harry growled. He grabbed her hair and pulled her up until she was inches from his face. “You embarrassed me” he said. The fire in his eyes told Jessie she would regret not getting to everyone during the meeting. “I was going to allow you to sleep in my room tonight, as a reward, but you deserve nothing.” His voice was so cruel and cold Jessie began to cry. “I..Im so….sorry” she sobbed. “P..please d...dont hurt m….me” she pleaded

Harry laughed “Oh, I won’t” he said, as he put her leash on her. He dragged her out the door opposite of the one they had entered. They were outside, Jessie realized quickly, as she felt grass under her sore knees. She lost her balance, and instead of giving her a chance to get back on her knees Harry kept dragging her. The scenery around them began to change as they started going through what looked like a forest.

Twigs, roots and thorns bit at her skin the entire way, but after about a half hour Harry stopped and pulled Jessie up by her hair. He pushed her against a wooden structure, her head in one divit and her arms in the other two. There was a crashing sound as the top part of the stocks was dropped and magically locked. She felt her legs being spread and she could see a wooden spreader between her legs, attached to her ankles. She whimpered as she realized the position she was in, and felt blood dripping where the twigs and thorns had cut her. “Look what you made me do” he whispered in her ear. “Have fun with the creatures of the forest” Harry finished coldly as he walked away. Jessie stood there in the stocks, tears streaming down her face, ashamed and humiliated at having embarrassed her Master.