A Slave to a Slave

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An hour and a half later, just before dawn, the five of them were lounging in a deceptively small carriage. The outside presented a horse-drawn carriage that would barely fit two people comfortably. In truth, the horses were magically concealed thestrals, and the inside was a lush living environment decorated in the warm hues of a deep green, accented with sheer curtains, and pillows in black, royal purple, and silver.

Lucius and Severus sat across from each other like sultans surrounded by the naked bodies of their harem boys. Each was relaxing back against mounds of pillows; each was naked. Draco and Blaise had their heads in Lucius’ lap. Draco’s mouth was latched onto his father’s softened cock, and Blaise’s mouth was full of his master’s balls. Each boy was drifting towards sleep, suckling happily.

Severus smiled to himself, and Harry caught sight of the expression from where he lay across his master’s lap. Finding comfort in that expression, he felt courageous enough to slide up and sit in Snape’s lap. He wrapped his arms around Severus’ neck and straddled his hips.

Severus, slightly shocked though he’d never admit it, returned the gesture, sliding his arms around Harry’s waist.

Lucius relaxed back and allowed himself to begin to drift to sleep as he watched Severus unexpectedly and gently comfort his slave whose body had begun to shake with sobs. His gray eyes slid closed, his conscious thought telling him it was all a dream; Severus had never been so kind. Soon he slipped into sleep, his slaves’ suckling at his privates a comforting reassurance of their safety after the terror of the night.

Severus murmured to Harry, trying to get the sobbing to stop. He held the boy’s head tightly against his neck. His slave’s tears were soaking into his skin, but he ignored the dampness.

“Harry, ssh. Calm down. You’re safe now. The men are all dead and buried. They cannot attempt to harm you again. I am very proud of you for defending Draco and Blaise, though you will have to learn control.” He pulled back, putting his hands on either side of Harry’s face, forcing the young man to look at him. “You are forbidden to use magic again until I can make you a proper wand. You could hurt people otherwise.”

Harry’s sobs only increased at these words. “I... I’m sorry... I didn’t mean... mean to be a freak! My family didn’t want... I’m a... I’m a freak. They gave me... gave me away... and now you will, too...” Harry tried to pull away. “I tried... tried not to want you...”

Slightly shocked at the stream of words he was hearing, Severus took the most pressing issues in hand at the moment.

“Harry, I am not giving you away, nor am I going to punish you. You acted bravely today. You are not a freak. You have a unique gift, and I will teach you how to use it. In the mean time, I plan to show you just how much I want you.” The last sentence was spoken in a low, gravely tone that had Harry’s cock hardening instantly.

Severus wiped away the tears from Harry’s face and rolled him beneath his larger body. He leaned down and pressed his lips firmly against Harry’s and was happy to learn the boy had retained the knowledge of how to kiss properly. They kissed until neither could breathe, and Severus moved onto his slave’s neck, biting and sucking, leaving a ring of marks.

Harry happily shed all of his worries and gave himself up to the pleasure he was receiving. Since he’d come to live with Master Severus Snape, he felt like his body had come alive, like it was a completely different body. He arched up into Severus’ mouth which was torturing his nipples, nibbling at them until they were hard and standing up straight.

Severus spread Harry’s legs wide, and sat up between them. He dug a jar of lube out from under some pillows and dipped his fingers into the gel. Running his slick fingers from the tip of Harry’s cock down, he pushed two fingers into his slave’s asshole.

Harry groaned and thrust his hips up, trying to fuck himself on those fingers. “More, please. Feels so good.” Harry moaned.

Severus smirked and slid a third finger in. As he stretched he began to describe what he planned for his slave in that low, deep voice that went straight to Harry’s cock. “I’ve got three fingers in you now, Harry. You’ll have to accept a fourth before you can even hope to take in my cock, but you will. Sliding into your tight heat will please me immensely, Harry, and pleasing me is your highest pleasure. You will never have felt anything like my cock splitting you open, and you will feel it for days afterwards.”

By now Harry was steadily rocking back and forth on his master’s fingers, and Severus concentrated on forcing the sphincter muscle to loosen enough to admit a fourth finger. When he was finally able to push that fourth finger in, Harry was dripping with sweat, and Severus was swiftly loosing patience.

He pulled his fingers out and grabbed Harry’s legs behind his knees, lifting them to rest on his shoulders. He relaxed forward, folding his slave in half, pleasantly surprised that Harry was limber enough to allow Severus to bend forward to take his mouth in a kiss. When he pulled back, he waited for Harry to open his eyes, and then positioned the head of his cock against Harry’s sphincter.

Harry was thrashing, swinging his head back and forth, begging. “Please, please, oh please, Master. I want you in me... I hate being empty. When that... that Goyle man pulled my plug out... I was... was so scared! And then you didn’t put it back inside me... I was scared you were... disgusted with me... that you didn’t want me anymore. You said that as long as I was yours... that I’d always be filled. But you didn’t put anything in me after they attacked! I feel so empty! Please, Master, please, fill me!”

Slightly shocked at these words but also immensely pleased, Severus called out to his slave, saying his name over and over again until Harry met his eyes. Once their eyes were locked, Severus began to slowly slide in, pausing whenever Harry winced, and then pushing forward when the anal muscles relaxed around him. Soon his balls were pressed against Harry’s ass, and Harry could have sworn he felt his master’s cock in his throat.

As soon as Harry started to try to thrust himself of Severus’ cock, he grabbed his slave’s hips to hold them still and started thrusting. He started off with small, gentle thrusts. Harry’s moans soon encouraged him to pick up speed, and soon he was pulling almost all the way out before slamming himself back into the willing body beneath him.

Harry had never felt so full and so amazing, and strived to make sure his master knew it. His words were broken by moans. “You’re so big, Master. You fill me up. You make me feel whole. I never... never liked having anything... in me, but you... you, Master... you have taught me... how wonderful... how wonderful it is to be... to be full... I never... never... never want to be empty again... please, Master, please!”

Harry’s words incited the fastest orgasm Severus had experienced since he was a young man. He reached down and snapped open Harry’s cock ring before sinking his fingers into Harry’s hips, leaving bruises. He began thrusting more vigorously than before, pushing as deep as he could, making sure to thoroughly stimulate his slave’s prostate with each thrust. Soon he could no longer control himself.

“Harry, you will come on the count of five. One...” Each count was accompanied by two hard thrusts. “Five... Cum.” Harry screamed as his cum burst from his cock to paint his chest. His vision darkened just as he felt his master pumping his own cum deep into his body. His last thoughts before blacking out were of how lucky he was to have Severus for a master. Voldemort’s torture was nothing compared to this bliss.

As Severus caught himself from collapsing entirely onto his slave, he noticed that his slave seemed to have entered that land that subs went into when their masters had perfectly used their bodies. He smirked to himself and firmly pressed his hips into his slave’s, keeping his softening cock in Harry so his cum couldn’t escape.

When Harry roused moments later, it was to the sight of his master smirking down at him. “Did you enjoy that, slave?”

“Did I ever! I’ve never felt anything so amazing! I felt so full. I still feel so full! I want that feeling to last forever! Can you stay inside me permanently? I love being filled by you!” Harry blushed and attempted to hide his face when he found he couldn’t control the words spilling from his mouth. Hiding proved impossible in the position they were still in.

Severus chuckled softly. “I would if I could, my precious slave, but sadly that is not possible. I’m glad you have overcome the trauma of being Voldemort’s slave.”

Harry’s face paled. “I don’t think it’s that. I think it’s you. I don’t want anyone else to touch me like that, Master.” Harry blushed again and turned his head away.

Severus forced his slave to look at him again. “Good. No one else is allowed to touch you. Not without my permission, and you can rest assured that if I trust them enough to fuck you, they won’t hurt you.”

Harry nodded.

“Good. Now, I’m going to pull out. I advise that you keep yourself in this position until I can plug you. I want you to be reminded of me at all times. The plug will continue to stimulate the bruised walls of your anus, reminding you with every movement that no one will ever fuck you as I can. The plug will also function to keep my cum in you. The feeling of liquid in your anal cavity will serve as a reminder that you belong to me, and only to me.”

Harry blushed and nodded. He grabbed his legs behind his knees as his master pulled out and away. The plug he inserted filled up only half the space that his master’s cock had, Harry noted, and he still felt mostly empty, but it was long enough to stimulate his prostate with every move.

Severus pulled his slave’s legs down and massaged feeling and blood back into them. He then refastened the cock ring and said a spell to clean Harry’s own cum from his body. Once Severus was satisfied that his slave was comfortable, he laid down next to him, rolled Harry onto his side, and pulled him back against his firm body.

“Sleep, my precious slave. We have a long journey ahead of us, and you will need your strength.”

Harry nodded and closed his eyes. He pressed a hand to his lower abdomen, feeling a slight flutter there. He put it off to the magic of sex and having his Master’s cum inside him and happily entered dream land.

Severus held Harry until he slept soundly, then warded the carriage more heavily than it already was. He would be awakened immediately for the slightest disruption to their journey. The thestrals knew where they were going. Feeling satisfied with his efforts, he allowed himself to fall into sleep, his face buried in Harry’s hair.

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