Esclavitud *Now Complete*

Esclavitud: The Spanking Issue

by moonofthesea
beta Aine Rowan

Chapter 19 The Spanking Issue

When Harry got home that night, he found Severus in his sitting room wrapping the presents that he had purchased. He crept up behind him and kissing the back of his neck said, “I am sure Mimi would have used some magic to wrap those up for you.”

“Yes, Master Harry, She did offer, but as they are gifts I thought it best to put all my effort into it.”

“Look, I love you guys, I really do, but do not expect me to wrap Christmas gifts,” he said turning Severus to face him.

“I don’t think anyone expects you to do so, but I do not want Mimi or Kreacher to see their gifts.”

Harry immediately looked towards the pile, but found all the gifts to be wrapped. He lifted his head to see Severus with a raised eyebrow.

“Master Harry, did you honestly think that yours would not be the first present I wrapped?”

Looking a bit sheepish he smiled at his lover and kissed him. When the kiss ended, Harry looked at his lover with a smile and noted, “You obviously had a very successful shopping day.”

“Yes, Master Harry, indeed I did. I am only missing Mistress Minerva’s and Mistress Poppy’s gifts. I am afraid I did not have them on my list an only remembered when I firecalled the Headmistress for some information.”

“Severus, I never have a list and when I do I leave half the people out. I can’t believe how I have gone from being an orphan that no one dared speak to at school, to having more friends than I can list on a twelve inch parchment.”

“Master Harry, if this is how you feel, you can imagine how overwhelmed I feel. For decades, my Christmas list consisted of Albus and a donation to the schools scholarship fund. Now I have my master, his mistress, Mimi, Kreacher, Mistresses Minerva and Poppy and … and… I do know I am missing someone…” he said with quite a mischievous look upon his face.

“Severus Snape, are you trying to bait me?” asked Harry with a questioning eyebrow.

“Is it working… Master Harry?” he asked tentatively.

“It all depends on what you got me.”

“Surely you do not expect me to tell you; that would ruin the surprise. And if I do recall correctly, you my dear Master Harry, did not wish for a gift that was purchased.”

“Yes, but if I do remember correctly, you said I could have more than one gift. And where is it written that Christmas gifts have to be a surprise?”

Severus looked at his lover and decided not to continue the line of this conversation. He did not want to end up telling Harry what he had gotten him and ruin the surprise.

“I saw the Malfoys today,” he simply through it out there and waited to see what reaction it got.

“Oh, were they at the shop? Probably helping George organize the Christmas feast.”

So, what Severus had seen at the shop was a common occurrence, but that witch had treated the Malfoys with disdain.

“Master Harry, while I was there, a witch walked into the shop and the Malfoys seemed to make them self scarce. It was quite odd.”

Harry took in a deep breath as to prepare himself to talk about something unpleasant.

“Severus, when the war ended, Lucius was sent to Azkaban. Most of his possessions were confiscated. The only reason why they are not penniless is because Narcissa had some wealth of her own and Lucius was wise enough to transfer some of his wealth to his son Draco. He made sure that no matter the outcome his family would be taken care of. In the eyes of the Wizarding World, they are considered Death Eaters and therefore are not invited to any social event.”

“But Master George treated them very kindly.”

“Of course he did, the Malfoys are as active as he is with everything concerning the orphanage. They don’t simply give their money; they give of their time and effort. Draco even brews the potions for the hospital wing in the orphanage.”

“I always knew he would one day make an excellent Potions Master.”

Harry averted his eyes and Severus knew that he had said something wrong.

“I am sorry, Master Harry; did I say something that upset you?”

“No, Severus, you said nothing wrong. It’s just that Draco has not achieved his Potions Mastery. I think he has failed the test a couple of times, but George says his potions are excellent. I guess he doesn’t test well.”

“That is utter rubbish,” said Severus noticeably upset. “To obtain the title you simply have to brew the potion correctly and answer some questions asked by your peers. I can not see Master Draco having difficulty with this.”

“Especially not when he was your favorite student,” tested Harry.

“Especially,” confirmed the Potions Master.

“Hey!!! This is when you say, ‘No, Harry, he was never my favorite. I just had to act that way in order to keep my cover’…”

“And should I also say ‘You do know that you were my favorite potion’s student. That you never botched up a potion’ or would that be a bit too ludicrous?” said Snape with a questioning glare.

“You actually believe him to be a good student?”

“One of my best, Master Harry,”

“But Hermione…”

“Mistress Hermione could follow any potion to the letter, but she had no real ability for the art. In fact in all the years in which I taught at Hogwarts he was among my top three students. And I assure you, Master Harry, the other two had obtained their mastery before the Final Battle.”

“Look, I don’t know why we are discussing Malfoy. Did you get the letters?”

“Yes, Master Harry, I did and Master George gave me a letter of my own.”

Harry chucked, “I did not expect any less coming from George. So, who did you get?”

Severus shifted his eyes along the floor not sure that he should reveal the child’s identity, but he took a deep breath and mumbled the name.

“Sorry,”

“Lucy MacNair,” he said still looking at the floor.

“Oh, you are going to love Lucy. Severus, she is so witty. I tell you, if she is not sorted into Slytherin, I don’t know who will be.”

Severus felt a relief to see that Harry was not upset at the fact that the child was the offspring of a Death Eater.

“So you know her?”

“Severus, anyone who has ever stepped into the place, knows Lucy. She is very opinionated,” he said with a smirk.

“Do you think my master will take me to the feast?”

“Severus, when have Hermione and Ron ever left you home alone? Why would you even think that?”

“It seems to be a tradition,” said Severus with downcast eyes.

“Yes, and so is going to the Burrow and you do know you are going there; right?”

“Yes, Master Harry, I do know.”

Mimi popped into the sitting room, “Are you ready, Severus?”

“Ready for what?” questioned Harry.

“It is late, Master Harry; I must get back to my master’s home.”

“But, we haven’t spent any time together. I just got here. You can’t leave,” protested Harry.

“Master Harry, it is Monday, I should have left hours ago. I firecalled my master and asked permission to stay and wrap the gifts, but he wants me home for dinner.”

“Maybe I can firecall Ron and ask him to grant you permission to stay,”

“Master Harry, please don’t do this to me. You know I must leave. If I stay today I will not be able to stay until Friday and it will be torture.”

Harry smiled at him with the goofiest smile.

“Would you really miss me?”

“A tad bit.”

***

When Friday came around, Harry had his plans all ironed out. As soon as Ron and Hermione left, Mimi popped in and held Severus’ hand popping him out of the sitting room as instructed by Harry. By the time Harry got upstairs Severus was sitting in front of the mirror waiting for him. Mimi placed the brush down and popped out of the room.

“Mimi says you have special plans for tonight, Master Harry.”

Harry moved towards Severus and held his hands helping him up into his hands.

“I do,” he said with a wicked smile.

“Why do I think I am not going to like this plan of yours?”

“Oh, I can assure you that you will love what I have installed for you,” moving his eyebrows up and down like an old silent movie comedian.

Severus took a deep breath and gave him a doubtful glare. Harry ignore his skepticism and guided him to the bed, but made no further movement.

“Master Harry?” he asked not understanding why they had arrived to a standstill.

“It’s your call, Severus. Tonight you’re in charge. Tonight I get to try the wonderful equipment of yours.”

“Master Harry, are you sure about …”

“Hush, Severus, I am very sure. In fact, I have done nothing all week but think about being in your arms; being yours.”

“Careful, Master Harry, of how you word things. The curse might not take kindly of anything that states ownership.”

“Well, even if we can’t say it, we both know its true,” Harry said looking into his lover’s eyes.

Severus thought it wise not to answer and began kissing the younger man. He found that he could elicit wonderful sounds from Harry by kissing and licking behind his ears. Harry seemed to melt in his arms when he started lavishing his nipples, so Severus thought it wise to sit him on the bed. Once there, he disposed of Harry’ shirt, then he knelt in order to take Harry trainers and socks off. With the socks off, it gave Severus the opportunity to torture Harry some more by kissing, licking, and sucking on each of his toes. Harry started to giggle and protest the action, but Severus was on a mission. He guided Harry to rest on his back giving him easy access to remove his pants and find that Harry was wearing nothing else. He stood next to the bed looking down at Harry. Harry’s whole body shivered with anticipation.

“Beautiful,” exclaimed the predator.

“Please, Severus, stop torturing me. I need you. I need you; now.”

“But, Master Harry, I thought I was to be in control,” said the man still looming over Harry.

“Severus!”

Severus chuckled at the younger man’s plight.

“You are being absolutely mean,” pouted the Gryffindor.

“And you my dear Master Harry are too old to be pouting. It does not become you at all.”

“I know I will use my puppy eyes. You won’t be able to resist my beautiful emerald eyes.”

Severus rolled his eyes, puckered his mouth to one side and raised the opposite eyebrow.

“Ok… so… maybe… you would be able to resist,” said the Boy Who Lived running out of ideas.

Severus decided to be kind to his lover, “Do you really think you need to use all of those manipulative techniques to get me to do your wish?” and coming down to the lie next to his lover, “Do you not know how much I enjoy pleasing you?” He kissed and licked again behind Harry’s ears.

“Severus, do as you wish. I just want to be like this… in your arms; forever. Ahh….” came his little cry when Severus sucked on his neck while playing with his now hypersensitive nipples. Severus continued making beautiful love music with each stroke, with each kiss, with each nibble. Harry was overwhelmed by all these sensations at once. He yelled, he cried, he mewed, he whimpered and it was all music to Severus’ ears.

“On four, Master Harry,” was Severus short but unmistakable order.

Harry rushed to comply. Severus leaned over him giving the back of his ears a little tease lick while placing two fingers in front of Harry’s mouth.

“Suck,” came the second order.

Harry took the two fingers in his mouth and started to lavish them, sucking and licking. If Severus was going to do what he thought he was, Harry wanted those fingers good and coated with his saliva. And sure enough, no sooner had Severus retrieved the fingers, Harry could feel them at his entrance. Saliva was not quite enough to make an easy entrance, but Harry found he cherished the small amount of sting that came from it. When the second finger entered it stop being a sting to become pain; pain that for some insane reason Harry enjoyed. It was Severus claiming him. Taking him. And Harry wanted to yell it out, but knew it would not be wise in their present situation. He knew the time would come, soon he hoped; when he could yell at the four winds that he belong to this man. He was brought back from his musing by Severus’ rummaging in the bedside drawer.

“No, Severus, do not use the lube. I need to feel you, now and when you leave. Please, Severus, it feels so right.”

“Hush, Master Harry, do not plea, I will give you what you need.”

And with that he parted Harry cheek and began to lavish the pink hole with his tongue. The music began again. He soon realized that Harry would not last long. So he aligned his wrapped member with Harry’s entrance and in one controlled thrust entered; shocking Harry. Harry found he had forgotten how to breathe. His eyes were wide and unable to blink. Oh, Severus was claiming him. He was making sure Harry knew who he belong to and Harry felt the need to assure him of this.

“Yours!”

“Yours, and only yours.”

Severus felt his mind going wild with the knowledge Harry was confessing. He could not respond. The curse would not allow it.

“Oh, Severus, I am and always will be yours. Love, can you feel it? Can you feel my total surrender to you?”

Severus trusted in response.

“Yes, love, like that. Take me; show me how I am only yoursssss.”

And without even thinking the words rolled out of Severus’ mouth.

“Mine!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

No sooner had the words left his lips he felt a piercing pain in his head. He didn’t know how he reached the floor. Harry only reacted when he felt the emptiness. He looked back and could not see Severus. Then he heard him whimper in pain and he followed the sound to the floor. He could not believe what he was seeing. He leapt from the bed and cradled Severus in his arms.

“Love! What’s wrong?”

“It’s the curse, Master Ha….”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll take care of it love. I’ll…”

“No, Master Harry, only… my… master… can… punish…aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh”

Harry had to think fast.

“Mimi!!!”

The little elf popped into the room to find her beloved Severus on the floor in pain. She looked at Harry in horror. Before she got the wrong impression, “Mimi, he said I was his and the curse is doing this to him.”

Mimi understood at once and popped out of the room to pop in again with Ron by her side.

“Bloody hell! Have you gone mad, Mimi?” but once he saw Severus’ condition he knelt by his side. “What happen?”

“Ron, he simply said that I was his and the blasted curse decided to punish him. Now you must punish him so the curse will stop,” he pleaded to his best friend.


Ron took Severus in his arms and lifted his face towards him.

“Look at me, Severus, for your cheek and as punishment you will have to go home with me now.”

“No!” came the cry from both lovers.

“Ron, please don’t.” but Ron simply nodded towards Severus who had stopped shacking as soon as the words were said.

“Sorry, Harry, but the punishment has to be something that hurts or the curse will not let go.”

“But it’s our night together. WHY COULDN’T YOU JUST PUNISH HIM AND LEAVE,” was Harry’s desperate plea.

“And how exactly did you expect me to do that. What? Would you have wanted me to hit him?”

Those words coming out of Ron’s mouth stroke a cord with Harry. No, Ron would not even think of punishing with brutal force. He had been raised by loving and caring parents. Ron had even mentioned how his father had only once lifted his hands towards the twins, and this was because they had placed Ron’s life in peril. Harry’s face grew red with embarrassment to think of what Ron would say if he knew that Harry had spanked Severus.

“Well, is that what you would have wanted?” reiterated Ron.

Harry merely shook his head and watched as Ron took his lover away.

***


It was midmorning, the following day, and Harry was still in bed. There was no good reason not to be; when he felt a soft and tender kiss on his lips.

“Severus,” said Harry sitting up straight. “But, how?”

“My master did what he promised. He took me home last night, but now it’s a new day and he was going with his mistress to her parent’s house and asked me if I wanted to go there or come here. And I had to think for a minute…”

Harry took him in his arms and flipped him over and on to the bed.

“So you had to think. I’ll show you to think about…” but Severus was not going to allow him to think or show anything at all. He was already licking and kissing Harry’s weak spot.

Harry could do nothing but laugh. He could not believe that they were back together so soon. He stopped their play and looked into his lover’s eyes.

“There is something I need to ask you. Last night when Ron punished you without touching you, I felt like a louse. But I couldn’t stop thinking of how you have even schemed to have me spank you; why? I mean, it almost feels as if you like being spanked.”

Severus lowered his gaze.

“Severus, if this is going to work, you must be honest with me.”

“Master Harry, only the people that hurt me stay by my side.”

Harry felt his heart break into a million pieces.

“Severus, I am not leaving you. Do you understand? I love you. Look at me, love,” he picked up Severus’ face with his finger, “You’re stuck with me and soon there will not be a force strong enough to separate us; is that clear?”

Severus simply nodded and Harry understood that words alone would not convince this man who had been hurt so much in life.


A/N
I tried, honestly I did. I tried so hard to get to the Christmas scene, but the whole spanking issue had to be resolved before then. And it took more than 3,000 words to get there. Oh well, we will have to wait till next chapter.

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Moon of the Sea
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