Harry Potter and the Discovery of Submission
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
47,282
Reviews:
53
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
4
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Chapter One - Strange Detention
Title: Harry Potter and the Discovery of Submission
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rated: NC-17 content
Summery: A D/s BDSM PWP. Draco Malfoy reports to Snape that he thought that Harry Potter was both submissive and a virgin. That particularly interest Snape.
Warning: Slash (m/m) with anal and oral sex. It includes BDSM and D/s. It\'s a PWP. It also contains fisting and rimming. Finally, humiliation is included.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own anything iis sis story except the absence of plot. Harry is a seventh year and is only 16 years old, having sex with an adult.
Notes: The story is a WIP and unbetaed.
Chapter One - Strange Detention
Harry Potter was not happy, and that was the understatement of the year. This week had been hell. First, that ferret Malfoy had forced him in a kiss that made him feel dirty; so much more that he enjoyed it and even had an orgasm. Next, his boyfriend had not taken kindly to his prudish boyfriend becoming wanton under the kiss of another. Now, he had detention because ‘Neville’ exploded his potion.
Grumpy, he made it to the Potions classroom. Snape was already there, standing in front of his desk. Harry was asked to sit on the closest desk. Bewildered, Harry sat down. Not only was it the first time ‘this’ teacher asked him to sit during a detention, but also it was the first time that a teacher asked him to sit ‘on’ a desk. And it did not change when Snape began to speak.
“This time, Potter, you have a choice in detention. Should you refuse the opportunity I am going to give you, you would be put under a Memory Charm and your detention would consist of scrubbing the floor and all of those cauldrons.”
Harry was getting anxious. Why was the teacher talking about Memory Charm? What opportunity? Despite being curious, Harry knew it was best to let the teacher speak. He only nodded to let him know that he understood.
“Now, you probably want to know what this opportunity his. Draco Malfoy had spoken of something unusual yesterday.”
That was an introduction that was not really to Harry’s taste. It seemed as if the teacher’s proposition had to do with the kiss Malfoy forced on him.
“My student reported to me that someone had come because of a particularly nasty kiss. That someone enjoyed that brutal kiss.”
Snape paused to let Harry take that all in. It was probably apparent that he found it was too much information too suddenly for the boy to assimilate. It was almost as if the teacher was about to propose to continue that kind of things with him.
“And yet, they appeared to be prudish like a virgin. Are you a virgin, Mr Potter?”
The boy was left speechless by the audacity of his teacher. Yet, he was hard. He hated that teacher, but just hearing him ask if he was a virgin made him forget about all of that. He made no move to answer the question, instead gapping at the older man. Now he knew were that was going on. Snape liked the idea of someone who likes that kind of kiss. And he was going to propose that kind of sex to him. The idea itself was enough for Harry to become crimson faced.
As much as the wanted to say that he hated the idea, he did not. He may have been afraid, Gryffindor courage or not, but he could not move away from this.
“Don’t worry, boy. I don’t intend to take you tonight. That will come when you can get pleasure from it.”
Harry breathing was shallow as he tried to understand. While he was trying to take control of himself, his teacher spelled his robe open. Unexpectedly, Harry saw a clear view of the professor, who was naked under his robe. The boy found himself awestruck by the older man prick. The huge purple thing was thick and lengthy. It could easily be nine inch long.
“If you want more, today you will scrub the floor undressed for your detention. All of it, without magic and with my wand up your hole. So, that way, you won’t forget exactly what you’re doing.”
Harry tried to look up from the magnificent length that was usually hidden by his teacher clothes. The idea of being naked in front of the man was appalling to him, since he had such a short prick. All boys who had seen him naked had not been able not to snicker at him, even Ron. He had measured himself and he knew that he was only four inch long when he was hard. He could not get naked in front of this man, yet he yearned to do so. He wanted to please him and the idea of doing detention naked was arousing.
“Undress.”
Taking a decision promptly, Harry got up and removed all of his clothes and let them fall to the floor.
“Such an untidy boy. Fold them,” snapped the man.
Folding everything, Harry put them on the closest desk, the one he had been sitting on. It was humiliating to be uncovered so close to the man. Once he was done, he turned in the direction of his teacher, who was not looking at him, but at something in his desk drawer.
“Come here.”
Harry got closer. He flushed when the man turned to face him, and he hid his sexual organs with his hands. He was being looked at appreciatively.
“Turn around slowly and put your hands behind your head so I can see you.”
Harry did so, while his eyes began to pick with humiliation. After the second turn, he was asked to stop and Snape trusted two fingers in his mouth and ordered him to suck them. Even if they tasted off, Harry obeyed. The teacher smirked when he removed them.
“How much experience with sex do you have?”
Without being able to think about it, Harry answered. It soon began apparent that he had ingested Veritaserum, which have been on the man fingers.
“I have none. The closer I got was kisses. The one with Malfoy was the closer to sex. He put his tongue in my mouth and bit my lip. I had a couple of tamer kiss with Justin, my ex-boyfriend. We used our tongue only once. Except for that, I kissed Cho Chang in fifth year while she began to cry all over me. Once, I wanked almost up to orgasm…”
Snape cut him. “You never wanked to orgasm? Why?”
Flushing even more, Harry could not stop his answer. “I’m so small that I hate it. If I touch it, I remember how small it is and I don’t feel like wanking anymore.”
“Have you ever been bare in front of someone?”
“Sometimes. It’s inevitable when you shower after Quidditch, but as little as possible, since they all snicker at my prick.”
Nodding to himself, the teacher gave a potion to the boy. “It’s the counter to the Veritaserum.”
After Harry drank it, he ordered the boy in the corner were he wished to start. Remembering the boy he was to scrub while on all four all detention long, he coated his wand in a sticky looking potion.
“Why are you still up? Get down,” he sneered when Harry just stood there looking at him.
Harry dropped. He was so exited and utterly humiliated. He was there, on the floor, when he felt his teacher hand on his ass. It parted his cheeks and a finger caressed his hole. Abruptly, Harry understood exactly what Snape intended to do with his wand. He was ready to protest when the wand was pushed against his hole. The sensation it created were incredible and they made the boy moan loudly. It continued to slide in farther and farther until he felt the handle rest against his anus.
Panting under the pleasure, he did not remark that his teacher sat on one of the desk, robe still open, while lightly caressing his prick.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Start working.”
And Harry began scrubbing. It was hellishly hot. Each movement of his legs moved the wand a little inside him, sending him jolts of pleasure. At each jolt, he was remembered that he was naked under Snape watchful eyes. After half an hour, he finished his job.
“Stay there,” was his teacher only comments as he went over his student and began to wank wildly. He quickly came on Harry’s back. He rubbed the spill into the boy’s skin. The boy began panting all over again and the idea that this man was rubbing his own sperm in his skin as if to mark him brought hum over the edge. When his come spilled on the floor, Snape passed his already come coated hand in it. He took hold of the wand with that hand covered in both their come. Without removing it, he bended over the boy to talk in his ear.
“Now, I am going to put a spell. For this spell, I need your consent, or it won’t work. It will makes impossible for you to pleasure yourself or let someone else do it until I come in that sweet little hole of yours. Unless it’s my order, of course. Do you want it?”
Without thinking it over, Harry agreed with a hissed “yes”. Immediately, he felt a cold feeling spread from the area were the wand was to the rest of his body. The wand was then removed. It hurt after it having been there for so long. He was still on all four in one of the classroom corner when Snape told him to meet him in his office three days later at 8 pm sharp.
Harry was alone when he got up ad put his clothes on. He walked all the way to the Common Room feeling the coldness the spell gave him and the stickiness of the sperm on his back. He was happy everyone was in bed when he got there, or he would have had to explain why he smelled like a brothel after a detention.
It’s only after a hot shower while slipping in bed that Harry understood that the spell meant that it was now impossible for him to give his virginity to anyone, but Snape.
To be continued...
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rated: NC-17 content
Summery: A D/s BDSM PWP. Draco Malfoy reports to Snape that he thought that Harry Potter was both submissive and a virgin. That particularly interest Snape.
Warning: Slash (m/m) with anal and oral sex. It includes BDSM and D/s. It\'s a PWP. It also contains fisting and rimming. Finally, humiliation is included.
Disclaimer: I don\'t own anything iis sis story except the absence of plot. Harry is a seventh year and is only 16 years old, having sex with an adult.
Notes: The story is a WIP and unbetaed.
Chapter One - Strange Detention
Harry Potter was not happy, and that was the understatement of the year. This week had been hell. First, that ferret Malfoy had forced him in a kiss that made him feel dirty; so much more that he enjoyed it and even had an orgasm. Next, his boyfriend had not taken kindly to his prudish boyfriend becoming wanton under the kiss of another. Now, he had detention because ‘Neville’ exploded his potion.
Grumpy, he made it to the Potions classroom. Snape was already there, standing in front of his desk. Harry was asked to sit on the closest desk. Bewildered, Harry sat down. Not only was it the first time ‘this’ teacher asked him to sit during a detention, but also it was the first time that a teacher asked him to sit ‘on’ a desk. And it did not change when Snape began to speak.
“This time, Potter, you have a choice in detention. Should you refuse the opportunity I am going to give you, you would be put under a Memory Charm and your detention would consist of scrubbing the floor and all of those cauldrons.”
Harry was getting anxious. Why was the teacher talking about Memory Charm? What opportunity? Despite being curious, Harry knew it was best to let the teacher speak. He only nodded to let him know that he understood.
“Now, you probably want to know what this opportunity his. Draco Malfoy had spoken of something unusual yesterday.”
That was an introduction that was not really to Harry’s taste. It seemed as if the teacher’s proposition had to do with the kiss Malfoy forced on him.
“My student reported to me that someone had come because of a particularly nasty kiss. That someone enjoyed that brutal kiss.”
Snape paused to let Harry take that all in. It was probably apparent that he found it was too much information too suddenly for the boy to assimilate. It was almost as if the teacher was about to propose to continue that kind of things with him.
“And yet, they appeared to be prudish like a virgin. Are you a virgin, Mr Potter?”
The boy was left speechless by the audacity of his teacher. Yet, he was hard. He hated that teacher, but just hearing him ask if he was a virgin made him forget about all of that. He made no move to answer the question, instead gapping at the older man. Now he knew were that was going on. Snape liked the idea of someone who likes that kind of kiss. And he was going to propose that kind of sex to him. The idea itself was enough for Harry to become crimson faced.
As much as the wanted to say that he hated the idea, he did not. He may have been afraid, Gryffindor courage or not, but he could not move away from this.
“Don’t worry, boy. I don’t intend to take you tonight. That will come when you can get pleasure from it.”
Harry breathing was shallow as he tried to understand. While he was trying to take control of himself, his teacher spelled his robe open. Unexpectedly, Harry saw a clear view of the professor, who was naked under his robe. The boy found himself awestruck by the older man prick. The huge purple thing was thick and lengthy. It could easily be nine inch long.
“If you want more, today you will scrub the floor undressed for your detention. All of it, without magic and with my wand up your hole. So, that way, you won’t forget exactly what you’re doing.”
Harry tried to look up from the magnificent length that was usually hidden by his teacher clothes. The idea of being naked in front of the man was appalling to him, since he had such a short prick. All boys who had seen him naked had not been able not to snicker at him, even Ron. He had measured himself and he knew that he was only four inch long when he was hard. He could not get naked in front of this man, yet he yearned to do so. He wanted to please him and the idea of doing detention naked was arousing.
“Undress.”
Taking a decision promptly, Harry got up and removed all of his clothes and let them fall to the floor.
“Such an untidy boy. Fold them,” snapped the man.
Folding everything, Harry put them on the closest desk, the one he had been sitting on. It was humiliating to be uncovered so close to the man. Once he was done, he turned in the direction of his teacher, who was not looking at him, but at something in his desk drawer.
“Come here.”
Harry got closer. He flushed when the man turned to face him, and he hid his sexual organs with his hands. He was being looked at appreciatively.
“Turn around slowly and put your hands behind your head so I can see you.”
Harry did so, while his eyes began to pick with humiliation. After the second turn, he was asked to stop and Snape trusted two fingers in his mouth and ordered him to suck them. Even if they tasted off, Harry obeyed. The teacher smirked when he removed them.
“How much experience with sex do you have?”
Without being able to think about it, Harry answered. It soon began apparent that he had ingested Veritaserum, which have been on the man fingers.
“I have none. The closer I got was kisses. The one with Malfoy was the closer to sex. He put his tongue in my mouth and bit my lip. I had a couple of tamer kiss with Justin, my ex-boyfriend. We used our tongue only once. Except for that, I kissed Cho Chang in fifth year while she began to cry all over me. Once, I wanked almost up to orgasm…”
Snape cut him. “You never wanked to orgasm? Why?”
Flushing even more, Harry could not stop his answer. “I’m so small that I hate it. If I touch it, I remember how small it is and I don’t feel like wanking anymore.”
“Have you ever been bare in front of someone?”
“Sometimes. It’s inevitable when you shower after Quidditch, but as little as possible, since they all snicker at my prick.”
Nodding to himself, the teacher gave a potion to the boy. “It’s the counter to the Veritaserum.”
After Harry drank it, he ordered the boy in the corner were he wished to start. Remembering the boy he was to scrub while on all four all detention long, he coated his wand in a sticky looking potion.
“Why are you still up? Get down,” he sneered when Harry just stood there looking at him.
Harry dropped. He was so exited and utterly humiliated. He was there, on the floor, when he felt his teacher hand on his ass. It parted his cheeks and a finger caressed his hole. Abruptly, Harry understood exactly what Snape intended to do with his wand. He was ready to protest when the wand was pushed against his hole. The sensation it created were incredible and they made the boy moan loudly. It continued to slide in farther and farther until he felt the handle rest against his anus.
Panting under the pleasure, he did not remark that his teacher sat on one of the desk, robe still open, while lightly caressing his prick.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Start working.”
And Harry began scrubbing. It was hellishly hot. Each movement of his legs moved the wand a little inside him, sending him jolts of pleasure. At each jolt, he was remembered that he was naked under Snape watchful eyes. After half an hour, he finished his job.
“Stay there,” was his teacher only comments as he went over his student and began to wank wildly. He quickly came on Harry’s back. He rubbed the spill into the boy’s skin. The boy began panting all over again and the idea that this man was rubbing his own sperm in his skin as if to mark him brought hum over the edge. When his come spilled on the floor, Snape passed his already come coated hand in it. He took hold of the wand with that hand covered in both their come. Without removing it, he bended over the boy to talk in his ear.
“Now, I am going to put a spell. For this spell, I need your consent, or it won’t work. It will makes impossible for you to pleasure yourself or let someone else do it until I come in that sweet little hole of yours. Unless it’s my order, of course. Do you want it?”
Without thinking it over, Harry agreed with a hissed “yes”. Immediately, he felt a cold feeling spread from the area were the wand was to the rest of his body. The wand was then removed. It hurt after it having been there for so long. He was still on all four in one of the classroom corner when Snape told him to meet him in his office three days later at 8 pm sharp.
Harry was alone when he got up ad put his clothes on. He walked all the way to the Common Room feeling the coldness the spell gave him and the stickiness of the sperm on his back. He was happy everyone was in bed when he got there, or he would have had to explain why he smelled like a brothel after a detention.
It’s only after a hot shower while slipping in bed that Harry understood that the spell meant that it was now impossible for him to give his virginity to anyone, but Snape.
To be continued...