Redlight

The small room was dimly lit, with only a plush chair and a side table facing a large mirror.

On the side table was a remote.

“Please choose your size, sir.” The woman in a short maid’s outfit said as the elderly man sank into the comfortable chair.

The maid opened a mahogany box and allowed the man to gazed at the objects inside. Three dildos, in three different sizes. The first and smallest was about 7 inches long and 2 inches wide. The mid-sized one was 8 inches and 2 inches wide. The third and final was 11 inches long and 3 inches wide. “The third.”

“Very well, sir.” The maid closed the box. “Would you care for something to drink?”

“A White Russian, please.”

The woman curtsied and left the room. A few moments later she returned with the drink. “In a moment, the lights will dim in here and turn on in the other room.” She handed him the remote. “These two controls the vibrations, this set controls the speed of the thrusts, and this final pair controls the vibrations of the ring, and finally this one here releases it. Your hour will begin when the light turns on.”

The lights dimmed and the man looked avidly at the mirror before him, not even noticing the woman leave.

The body hung suspended above the machine with the chosen dildo attached to it and already buried deep into the sweet ass attached. Black straps held tanned, toned legs up and apart, while another strap, was placed at the armpits, to hold the figure up, lightly muscled arms tied behind his back. A thick black scarf covered his eyes and a bright red ball gag filled his mouth.

The man licked his lips and took a sip of his drink. Then eyed the remote.

Best to start slow, the man thought, turning up the vibrations on the dildo ever so slightly.

The boy moaned through the gag.

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The thick, hard, supple silicone of the dildo vibrated deep inside him and he couldn’t help but moan. He loved when his clients picked the big one. True it wasn’t the biggest he offered, but he did have two other customers later this afternoon.

Slowly the machine started to turn and the fake cock moved in his tight ass, and he threw his head back as it brushed his prostate.

What would they say the people who he’d known in the past? What would the Wizarding World say if they found their Hero in this place, employed as a wanton slut and loving every moment of it?

The phalluses moved a little faster and vibrated just a little harder.

Oh god yes! He moaned again. He loved the feel of his customer’s eyes on him as he writhed under the onslaught of feeling this machine made him feel. That vibrating, turning, burn that no human man could ever duplicate.

The client slowed the thrust to an almost punishing pace, turning the vibration up a little more.

 Then the thrusting stopped, with the fake dick thrust in as far as it would go, pressed snug against his prostate. And then the vibration went to the highest level and he shrieked into his gag, head thrown back and body arched.

YES! Moremoremore!

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The old man closed his eyes and basked in his victim’s screams of pleasure; however muted they were by the gag. Yes, he could imagine just how tight that beautiful ass would feel around him, but this was so much sweeter.

Returning his attention back to his pray, he eyed the ring around that tempting cock. Yes, this would do nicely.

He turned the vibration on this up ever so slightly, than started the machine to thrust slowly, never turning down the vibration of the dildo.

He could tell the boy wanted more. He tried to thrust himself down onto the machine, but his current position made this near impossible.

A slow torture would be truly delicious, even if he couldn’t taste the boy.

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This Man was pure evil.

For the next hour he pulled near orgasm after near orgasm from the boy’s body, only to slow and bring him back to earth.

He would stop the machine and turn up the vibrations of the cock ring to high until he was near faint.

He would pull the cock out till just the head was inside him and start the vibrations, making him moan for more

He would fuck him slowly, then hard, then slow, drawing him to the edge and back

He would turn all functions to their highest settings then sit back and enjoy.

Then just as their time was about to come to a close, he turned everything off. Nothing moved while he waited for his toy to catch his breath.

And still he waited.

3 minutes.

2 minutes.

1 minute.

A deep thrust and the vibrations on the cock ring and dildo where set to max.

The boy arched and screamed.

30 seconds.

20 seconds.

10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2.

“You’re time is up, sir.”

“Ah yes.” The man pressed the button to release the cock ring and watched with a smirk as his victim covered himself in his own cum.

“This way please.” She led him to the exit and handed him his coat and hat.

He handed her a hundred. “This is for you.”

“Thank you, sir.”

He handed her an envelope. “Please give this to the young man.”

She curtsied. “As you wish, sir. Thank you for coming to the Dungeon, please come again.”

AN: OK so here's chapter one of my torture of one Harry Potter. Let me know what you think. Also thanks to the 240 who read just the prolog (as short as it was) Also thanks to Tacroy my first reviewer!!! If you have any ideas about what you want me to do to Harry, PLEASE tell me. Just realize that there will be little to no human interaction on Harry's part, but a couple of his clients might get some action. Also please don't ask where any of this comes from, I HAVE NO IDEA!