Bill's Slave:Gilderoy

(Got this idea when I read that Gilroy (Not Gilderoy) meant Servant to the Red haired man...)

The sun was finally beginning to set behind the far western side of the desert, casting off a long shadow where Gilderoy Lockhart's half concious head stuck out of the sand, his face raw from the sand that had been blasted against it and the hot sun beating on it, his lips chapped looking harsh like the beginning of a paper machay project, as they stood out.His face blood red against his yellow hair that was so full of sand it looked dirty and grimy, his eyes half closed as he breathed in and out harshly,trying not to disturb the sand under his nose having breathed in enough sand,his body itching under the warm sand, in the beginning he had tried to move but was soon exhausted and had swallowed a good helping of sand, starting to shiver as the cool night air hit his sore face,

Bill finally stood up and walked over to Gilderoy standing over him, as he watched the red sun of the sandy dunes in the distance. "Wake up Gilderoy" he said kneeling down so that Gilderoy could at least look up.Bill smiled examining him..."how the mighty have fallen" he thought, thinking back on the days events.It disturbed him that Gilderoy just might have argued in the beginning, but that after only one solid kick to the back of the head and remained silent until...around Mid day, Gilderoy was so dehydrated he was cramping and lost his lunch all over the sand in front of him.

Bill had thought about leaving him as he was, but the problem was that the smell was attracting the vultures and other scavengers,and as much as he enjoyed the idea of the rapist bastard head been eaten alive by jackals and vultures while he listened to the screams, he had plans, so he was forced to clean the mess.Around 3 PM Gilderoy started to whimper and make annoying noises, his tears almost dry sometimes strayed out of his eyes and burned his abused face. About an hour later the wind picked up and pealed several layers of Gilderoys skin off his face. by sunset Gilderoy's head was resting forward on its chin,starting to fall into the abis.

"I said wake up" he patted Gilderoy's cheek making him instantly wake up and wince at the same time "Yes?" he said in a croaking harsh voice, staring blindly in front of him "I have a proposition to make with you" said Bill sitting down and stroking through Gilderoys disgusting hair. "What...?" he croaked again, his mouth to dry to even dampen his lips.

"I will let you out of this hole. I will even give you water and food and a bath,and on top of that I'll let you publish your book on my works, and let you have credit for it!" Gilderoy couldn't believe his ears, he thought he must be imagining this. "What...want...in return?" he croaked out wheezing slightly and coughing causing the sand to shift and agitate his throat more. "You to be my slave..in every way that you can for the next ...3 Days of your stay here in Egypt..after which you may obliviate me, so that I keep your secret if you so wish. and if you don't...Well I know a few hungry jackals out there"

Gilderoy stared up at him not believing his ears and finally managed to ask "What are...the...duties and what are you going to...do ...to...me?" Bill hadn't thought Gilderoy would actually ask, just want to save his own miserable hide "Sex mainly,I'm sure a whore rapist like you wont mind too much and making certain that I am comfortable...If I'm happy you will be...displease me and I will punish you!" He sighed and nodded (as much as he could) "May I ask a...a few...reasonable stipulations to this arrangement?" Bill frowned but nodded "Ask...and we will see."

"don't mark me or hurt me permanently, and don't do anything to hurt my career or reputation." Were his 2 simple requests his eyes staring blindly but his entire being seemed to scream at the idea of it "I find them acceptable...anything else?" Gilderoy shook his head "aside. from. that ...get .me ...out of this hole and heal my head and face please...master?"Bill smiled "in time Gil...and call me Sir. I don't like the sound of Master" "Gil" started to nod off again,so Bill decided to get on with it. Though Bill did notice that he cringed when he was named Gil.

Bill stood up, the box of beers starting to take there toll, so he undid his jeans and took his cock out, aiming it at Gilderoy's face "Consider this the first of many punishments to come for your stay." he informed the nearly unconscious Gilderoy.Letting loose on three six packs of cold bear all over Gilderoy's face. Who at first didn't react but as the feeling of the harsh liquid started to sink into his face, he groaned, and that turned into a growl as he turned his head away but that didn't help as the liquid started to cool which made his face burn more and more, and soon he was whimpering refusing to scream and when Bill finally was done the burning hurt that was slowly turning into a soothing tingling feeling stopped and he finally looked up to see Bills cock.

"What do you say Gil?" Gilderoy looked up confused and tired, his face stinging,an unsavoury smell about it, his own need for the toilet growing dire "I don't kno...thank you sir?" he asked and Bill nodded with a smile "Welcome.Now lets get you out of this hole, and You will go down to the river and wash...Yes river don't give me that look, and when you are done you may enter the tent, and we will see about feeding you.Here's the soap and a towel"

With those orders given Bill waves his wand at Gilderoy and freed him standing naked covered in dirt and sore spots where it rough dirt clods rested against him and facing the soap, towel and himself, and to be honest at this point all he really wanted to do was get the smell of sweat and piss off him so he didn't care about bathing in the river, at least he wasn't been forced to endure been washed by Bills own hands right now....All he wanted was a quick shag to relieve the tension. Did the boy honesty think that he wouldn't violate someone's body after taking away there memories? "And though I doubt you would be stupid enough to try and run away, I warn you the punishment for it will be more than you can bare" said Bill in his final words before entering the tent

He sighed and washed off quickly, drying off carefully making sure his feet where properly dry before letting them rest on the sand and then dried his hair off grateful to be rid of that sandy dreadlocks disaster that was his hair, he walked back to the tent, standing at the entrance in complete shock at the site of it...no longer the comfortable home away from home he had created. His cushion bed that he had created and been dreaming about all day was no longer the centre point to his room, but moved off to the left. Still giving easy access but still seaming wrong there some how, His kitchen was still in the same place and so was his desk though his sitting room and entertainment area had been transformed into what he would refer to as hell.

In the centre of the room a large table rested,of smooth dark wood, glittering in the dim candle light, parallel to it something that looked like a work bench, several implements of what he could only assume was torture hanging off the grid, and he didn't want to know what was hidden in the drawers and cupboards beneath it.Several chains and cuffs hung off the support poles of the tent and a frame was constructed as there were no beams. A Mirror with a railing at hip height in front of it. and right in the corner a musty old mat he assumed would be for sleeping.He was starting to back out of the tent when his back met a solid force and he spun around backing away from Bill instead until his ass met the table.

"Good to see you know where I want you already" said Bill with a smooth grin on his face "Sit down on the table Gil" He honestly thought about disobeying the order but decided he wasn't going to give him a reason to punish him so he jumped up and sat down, staring Bill directly in the eye waiting to see what hell he was about to introduce him too.

It could hardly be labelled surprising as Gilderoy shifted backwards as he watched Bill pull his wand out his pocket, and bring it to his face. It shouldn't have been a surprise when Bill healed Gil's face for him as promised, but what was a surprise was how gently Bill applied cream to Gilderoy's face and lips, and even on the pressure sores he had developed, smoothing it into the skin. And eventually pulling away washing off his hands and bring back a large plate of stew, which Gilderoy ate faster than he should have, Bills keen brown eyes examining him as he ate. giving him a glass of water, which he drank with a small word of thanks.

When he was done, Bill returned to stand in front of him. "Rules are as follows. You do what I say when I say it.Or you will be punished. You don't touch yourself,give yourself pleasure or pain, you don't go to the bathroom without my say so, or do anything else for that matter without my say so.When I give you something.../anything/...you will thank me. You will call me Sir at all times Gil.Do we have an understanding?"

Gilderoy nodded "Yes Sir.Understood" though a lot paler than before. "And drop your gaze.Your a slave. Remember that."Said Bill in an almost bored tone.Gilderoy stared At Bill for a long moment as if fighting this,Bill was just about to say something, when Gilderoy dropped his gaze scowling, face red.He was Gilderoy Lockhart! It felt so wrong to humble himself before another.

"I think it is time for bed,don't you?" said Bill as he started to expertly braid his hair back, and remove his earring. "Yes sir." Said Gilderoy making Bill smile for a moment, Until Gilderoy got off the table and headed toward the old mattress in the corner of there play space. "Where do you think your going?" "Bed sir?" Answered Gilderoy through gritted teeth. Bill smirked and pointed to the cushion empire called a bed. "Do you think I'm going to give up an opportunity to break in my new slave."Asked Bill with all sincerity.

Suddenly that mat on the floor was starting to look good and Gilderoy subconsciously moved closer to it. Bill sighed "I said bed.Now!" Gilderoy stayed where he was, looking fiercely at the ground in front of him, his fists balled up.Bill walked passed him and picked up a leather strap, and before Gilderoy could so much as move to the bed it met his ass with loud sharp smack, leaving a perfectly placed welt across his ass.

Gilderoy jumped to obey and scrambled onto the bed, tripping halfway presenting another opportunity to slap him, which Bill just could just not refuse and when he finally got to the bed this time, Gilderoy was buried between two of the largest Cushions face bright red. "Come here. You are going to have to learn who your master is and what he can do." said Bill, wielding the strap as a sword. Gilderoy looked about ready to disobey him again but thought better of it,(Obviously the sting in his ass made him have second thoughts )and he shifted toward Bill sitting on his knees waiting for hells fury.

Bill collected a couple of smaller cushions and placed them in front of Gilderoy, but grabbed him and shoved him over his lap, face down and started a hand spanking first, Gilderoy dug his fingers into the cushions, waiting for it to be over. And just as he thought it was getting unbearable it did. Bill had remained silent throughout aside from a few sneering remarks about how a fully grown wizard as "powerful" as Gilderoy Lockhart was able to find himself in this position.By the time Gilderoy was let up his face was a s red as his ass.

"Bend over the cushions." Ordered Bill, moving perpendicularly to the cushions as Gilderoy Lay down ass raised high into the air and presented for Bill's Strap. "Thank me" he ordered Gilderoy scoffed only to earn himself another welt to his ass. "Forgive me sir but I'm not going to thank you for torturing me!" answered Gilderoy, through gritted teeth. Bill Frowned and brought the strap down again and again in quick succession for 2 minuets non stop.Until both he and Gilderoy were out of breath and Gilderoys ass resembled his purple cock.

"Thank me or we repeat this until you do" Gilderoy remained silent biting into a cushion waiting for it again.Bill did as he promised and for the next 2 minuets he brought the strap down,"Thank me Gilderoy or you can go back in that damned hole" Gilderoy remained silent "Reach back and spread your cheeks" sighed Bill expecting him to disobey but he did as he was told,he summoned a small flogger as Gilderoy brassed himself, and for the next 2 minuets Bill flicked the flogger down the crack of Gilderoy's ass,hitting his pucker every time Gilderoy couldn't stand it any longer,it was one thing getting hit over his normal tough flesh that was used to abuse but completely another thing to abuse his tender flesh... "THANK YOU SIR!"

Bill Instantly stopped and placing the flogger within Gilderoy's view, as he stroked down the flesh he had just beaten making Gilderoy wince. "Was that necessary?" asked Bill trying to get his breath back. Gilderoy didn't answer but remained as he was on display to his master. "Tell me Gilderoy. What did you do to me? Last night? and don't lie to me either I will know" Gilderoy sighed and turned his head to face his master's,wishing he could just fall asleep.

"You fell asleep at the dinner table, a lot sooner than I thought possible.I dragged you to sleep on the bed. While you were sleeping I went to write my book.You started to moan and started to pull at your clothes...you were disturbing my work, so I thought I may as well accommodate you, and undressed you. When I got down to your boxers, I turned to leave, but I noticed that you had an erection.And I knew you weren't going to stop moaning until it was dealt with,I stroked and then sucked you until you came moaning, you were moving in such a way during me pleasuring you that it reminded me of a fire sir. I was about to walk back to the desk, but I had grown an erection of my own, and you were so beautiful as you lay there." Gilderoy's voice sounded distant as he recounted the tale,looking forward but not seeing.

"I..tried to get you onto your stomach over some cushions for a better angle but you kept toppling over, so I...put you on your back but you were to heavy for me keep you up to make things better for me..s..so.I" He star to stutter his face going redder "So I tide your legs bend together, and pushed you onto your front, spread your legs to hold yourself up and I used a simple stretching spell on you and used some body lotion to lubricate myself and I used you...I came and you were hard again, but since I was done I saw little importance in your own needs and untied you, used a spell to stem your erection and went back to work after replacing your boxers and left you to sleep...unfortunately forgetting my and your wand on the table..." said Gilderoy ruefully.

Bill smirked in amusement at the end of the tale. Truth be told, it sounded like Gilderoy was doing him a favour, even though in the end it amounted to rape. Though if he thought about it, Gilderoy Lockhart was a master of the English Language and could probably make anything sound good.Even manage to convince you that he was a world renowned fighter of the dark arts.When really he was a memory thief and nothing more.

"It seems true enough. Though Merlin help you if your lying to me." said Bill after a few minuets, getting up off the bed looking at Gilderoy who was still in the position that he had been for the flogging, hands still stretched back, this time his forehead pressed down his breathing finally becoming normal. "All right. Lets see what we can do for you." Bill spent a good 10 min rummaging through his "play" room and returned to Gilderoy his arms laden with goodies.

"Roll over onto your back." He ordered, right next to Gilderoy's ear,making him jump, as he was drifting off, exhaustion running strongly through him.But he followed with a keening whimper as his ass made contact with the unforgiving fabric of a the cushions. Bill had hidden most of the things behind him, but started by attaching 2 straps to Gilderoys ankles and a following 2 straps to his thigh just where the red tender skin began, testing that they were both secure, before placing a ball gag into Gilderoy's mouth, tying the strap behind his head.Then Attaching 2 more smaller straps similar to those around his ankle to his wrists.Followed by a black leather collar with 4 D-rings and a cock ring that was a tad too tight and cut into his flesh.

"Front."Gilderoy Rolled over as told again,breathing through his nose, irritated by the drool already dripping down his chin.Bill bent his legs up using a clip to click his legs together,Then pulled him up so that he was resting on his knees, legs spread like he had said he had done to Bill. "Show me what did you do with my hands?" Asked Bill slowly stoking himself now as he enjoyed the view before him. Gilderoy Moved his hands to his side and left them there.

Bill did exactly as Gilderoy had done to him,Stretching him magically and slammed into him, Using his shoulders as leverage he Dragged himself in and out of Gilderoy,using him with his own pleasure in mind, and when he finally came he, he left Gilderoy as he was and rolled over breathing heavily, his long Red hair sticking to Gilderoy's sweaty back as he moved, Gilderoy panting heavily, his muscles aching making him moan his distress around the gag that felt like it was choking him.

When Bill finally recovered he pushed Gilderoy onto his back, playing his fingers over Gilderoy's cock "Hnnnnn...OP!!! SOP!!!"Bill merely chuckled and stroked harder Gilderoy sobbing in the background, he finally let loose the cock ring and soon Gilderoy was comming over his hand, Bill unclicked the gag and forced Gilderoy to clean off his hand. "There. I do believe we are even.Now you can start paying me for the Gilderoy." Bill unclipped the straps and let Gilderoy stretch his abused muscles

"I think we could both use some sleep.Its going to be a long day for you...You may sleep at the foot of the bed slave". Gilderoy moves down wincing and lay down on his stomach, wondering if it was all worth it. When Bill attached a chain to his collar,and fell back snoring, he sincerely doubted it.