A Slave to a Slave

This chapter is long for me, but I had a ton of fun writing the end of it. I hope you like it, and that the lack of pain killers and the increasing pain haven’t dulled my writing.

Thanks to all my reviewers while I was out. You guys rocked and really made my days better. There were so many of you. I’m really thrilled with your responses. Thanks for being so wonderful and inspiring!


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At the Weasleys


Severus woke with a start as the carriage came to a stop. His slave was still on his lap, seated on his cock, and by the feel of things, his slave was subtly trying to ride him. He grabbed the boys hips and pulled them down hard against his own.

“Having fun, little one?”

Harry groaned and buried his face in his master’s neck. “I didn’t realize you were awake.”

Severus chuckled and was pulling Harry’s face up for a kiss, when a loud knock sounded on the side of the carriage.

“You in there, what’s your purpose?”

“My purpose” Severus murmured in Harry’s ear “is to fuck my slave senseless.” Louder he replied. “We have a delivery for the Weasley’s.”

“Well, you found us. Who sent you?”

“Rubeus Hagrid.”

“Proof?”

“A letter.”

“Coming outside anytime in the near future?”

“We’ll be out momentarily.”

“How many? My mother will insist you stay for supper.

“Five total, three of whom are slaves.”

“All right. I’ll just wait…”

Severus growled and began pounding up into Harry roughly. The Weasley outside the carriage, Charlie, heard the moaning and groaning of two male voices and couldn’t control the reaction it caused in his pants. Feeling the voyeur, he cast an eves-dropping spell and watched as Severus fucked his slave.

“Ma… Master…”

“Yes, Harry. That’s me, and you’ll reek of me when we meet these plebeians.” Severus’ thrusts became more forceful. “No one will touch you without my permission while we are here.”

“Yes, Master. Yours.”

“If anyone does, you come to me immediately.”

“Yes, Master!” Harry screamed as he came all over their stomachs. The feeling of his slave’s tight anal muscles contracting around his cock sent Severus over the edge as well.

After a moment of rest, Severus pulled out of Harry, plugged his slave, and cast a cleaning charm over them both. He then nudged Lucius awake.

“Get up, you lazy arse.”

“Huh? What?”

“Daddy, what’s going on?” Waking up slowly, Draco clenched his anal muscles, remembering what had exhausted him originally. Feeling the hard cock still inside him, he tossed his head back and moaned.

“No time for fucking, Lucius. We’ve got to go meet the Weasleys.”

“Fuck. Or rather, not to fuck. Damn.” Lucius pulled Draco off him and conjured a plug to put inside his son.

Draco grinned happily at being full again after a day of nothing. Harry lightly kissed Draco on the check.

“I’m happy for you, Draco. I told you he loves you.”

Draco flushed. “Yeah.”

“Boys, out!” Severus called. They rushed to join their masters. Swiftly, the five made it to the front door, the three slaves hanging back. Charlie led them into the house. Aware of Lucius’ eyes on his ass, he put a little extra swing in his hips.

Moly Weasley met them at the door. “Come in. Come in. Through the kitchen to the living room. That’s where the erst of the men are. My daughter too. Go on through. Go on. Go on. They’ll take care of you in there. Dinner will be in an hour.”

Sneering at the fluttery woman, Severus and Lucius followed Charlie as he led them through the busy, cluttered kitchen into the equally busy and cluttered living room. There were several tattered couches and chairs, all occupied with the exception of a love seat that sat directly across from the fire. Harry had to hurry to catch up with them, having been captivated by the thin, blond woman chopping onions at the counter.

A tall, red haired man stood to greet them. “Welcome, gentlemen. It’s a pleasure to have you in our home. Please have a seat.” He gestured to the vacant love seat. “Would you like anything to drink?”

Lucius sneered down at the couch and sat primly on the edge of it. Severus ignored the quality of the couch and settled in, asking for a firewhiskey for them both. He directed Harry to kneel at his feet. Draco and Blaise followed suit at their master’s feet.

Handing over the firewhiskey, Arthur Weasley sat and got down to business. “I am Arthur Weasley, and these are my sons: Bill, the eldest. You already met Charlie. Fred and George are the twins. And my youngest son is Ron. The head bobbing up and down in Ron’s lap, though I told him to have her stop,” There was warning in his voice that Ron ignored. “is Hermione, his newest slave girl. We have one other son, but he works in the capital.”

“It is truly a… pleasure… to meet all of you. I am Severus Snape, and this is my oldest friend, Lucius Malfoy.” At the name, several of the men in the room hissed. “I see you’ve heard of him. He’s quite a bit tamer than his reputation suggests.” Lucius scoffed at this.

“I believe I can speak for myself, Severus. It is truly a pleasure to be in your… delightful… home. It’s very… quaint.”

Arthus grinned, delighted. “Now, are you going to introduce your slave boys?”

Lucius laid his hand on Draco’s head. “This is my son, Draco. The dark skinned one is my slave, Blaise. The one at Severus’ feet is Harry.”

Arthur’s eyes widened. “Your son is your slave?”

“It is a long held tradition among pureblood families to initiate our youth into their sexual adulthood.”

“Oh. Oh! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for that to come out as a slander! Oh no. We know of the practice, and we use it in our own home. Ginny, come out, dear.”

Crawling from a palette near the fireplace, a young woman, seventeen at the oldest, appeared. She was dressed in a very skimpy dress, which turned out to be nothing more than an apron barely hiding her breasts and falling halfway to her knees. As she walked past, Ron pinched her bottom. She squealed and hurried over to kneel at her father’s feet.

“Ginny will serve us until a man chooses her for wife or until she turns twenty-five. She mostly serves her mother and I. Several of my sons prefer… well… their own kind, though Bill and Ron have both taken advantage of having a younger sister to play with.”

“Ah, how we long for the days when ickle Ronnikins was our slave. But dad has weird rules about only using boys between sixteen and eighteen.” One of the twins stated.

“He turned eighteen a couple of months ago and bought his own slave. Now we’ve no more slave of our own.” The second twin wailed and then buried his head in his twin’s shoulder, loudly crying crocodile tears.

“Boys, that’s enough!” Arthur bellowed. They settled, and they focused on Blaise and his numerous piercings, mischief sparkling behind their eyes.

“Now, Gentlemen, why are you here?”

“We have a letter to deliver from Rubeus Hagrid.” Severus handed the letter over.

Arthur quickly skimmed the letter, eyes widening.

“What is it, Dad?” Charlie questioned, leaning forward on his elbows, partly to force himself to pay more attention to his father and not the captivating blond men sitting near him. Physical beauty clearly ran in their family. Judging from his experience with his soon to be sister-in-law, Fleur, he’d almost swear they were Veela.

“It says… Well it says that Slytherin troops plan to invade within the week.”

“What?! That’s hardly anytime to prepare. We’re not prepared for a full scale invasion.” Bill stood and started pacing in front of the fire.

“Yes, son, we are sitting ducks, as the muggles would say. We need to head further into Gryffindor. We are no good to Dumbledore if we are dead.” Arthur reasoned.

“We are headed that way, if you would like to join our caravan. There’s not enough room for everyone in our carriage though…” Severus offered reluctantly.

“You are heading to the capital? What is your purpose in Gryffindor? It can’t have been just to deliver a letter. Are you spying?”

“If we were spying, we would not be delivering letters of our own intended invasion, now would be you fool.”

Ron puffed up, but Hermione, trying to reign in her master, scraped her teeth over his cock. The red head winced and settled back into his chair.

Smirking, Severus continued. “We are fleeing Slytherin.”

“Why?”

“The Lord of Slytherin has become unmanageable. His appetites run to torture and destruction. He no longer cares for his people. His life is centered around the mad little world in his head. He has become so focused on gaining an heir and on expanding Slytherin territory, he does not see that it is decaying from the inside out.”

“You expect us to believe that you’re just switching sides that easily?” Ron demanded.

“Your Dumbledore knows and trusts this man. That should be enough for you.” Lucius retorted.

Arthur’s eyes widened. “You said your name was Severus Snape, as in the Severus Snape? The spy in the snake pit that Dumbledore always mentions in meetings?”

“Since I have never been to one of these meetings, I have no way of knowing. However, as far as I know, I am the only Severus Snape.”

“We accept. After dinner, we pack, boys. We have a carriage with enough room for eight, leaving at least two to ride with you, if the offer still stands?”

“It does. However, we will choose which of your sons is allowed to ride with us. I will not be stuck in a carriage for two days with neanderthals.”

“Agreed. Now, while we wait for dinner, I insist you try out Ginny and Hermione. They really are quite good with their mouth. Ginny, suck Mr. Snape. Hermione, you will service Mr. Malfoy.”

“But Dad! She’s not done with me!” Ron wailed.

“Too bad, Ronald. I am master of this house. She will do as I say.”

Before Severus or Lucius could nay-say, the girls were between their legs, opening their pants, and pulling them out. Charlie’s eyes were glued to Lucius’ cock, as were Draco’s, both trying to fight down jealousy as Hermione took him into her mouth.

Harry whined softly, watching someone else service his master. Severus attempted to reassure his slave, petting his hair, while he sat back to enjoy the less that stellar blow job.

While his master was otherwise occupied, Blaise decided to return the stares he was receiving from the twins. Feeling truly attractive and tempting for the first time since his master had started taking Draco and him to bed at the same time, he decided to put on a little show for his observers. He slowly resettled onto his butt instead of his knees. Watching them underneath his eyelashes, the dark-skinned slave slowly spread his legs, revealing just how far down those piercings went.

The twins were riveted. Their eyes followed Blaise’s fingers as he seductively licked each index finger before slowly trailing them from his ears, down his neck, to his nipples. There, they watched as the slave tugged the gold loops, causing his own moan of pleasure. In unison, they nodded for the boy to continue, and he obeyed, sliding his fingers down the chains connecting the piercings to his navel. He raised his finger back to his mouth, wetting it again, and lowering it to the tip of his cock and the piercing there.

Lucius watched the whole spectacle, amused at his slave’s audacity. He was also intrigued by the mischief in the twins’ eyes. The three would look tasty together, and so he decided to convince Severus to choose those two as their companions on their journey.

Lifting his eyes to survey the room, Lucius put his hand on the back of the girl’s head in his lap and pushed her further down on his cock. She gagged, but he forced her to take more, letting her up every thirty seconds to breathe. If it weren’t so rude, he’d push her away in favor of Draco. And wasn’t that telling. Blaise was the better cock sucker and yet he preferred Draco’s hot mouth. Laughing inside at himself, Lucius turned his thoughts to the people he was observing.

The father and eldest son were engaged in some conversation that seemed to be very dull, judging from the glazed look in the son’s eyes. The youngest, the annoying whiner, was eyeing the girl sucking his cock with obvious jealousy in his eyes. Idiot. The boy wouldn’t get far in life wearing his emotions on his sleeve like that, not as a free adult anyway. The twins were still hungrily watching Blaise, who was now circling his plug with his index finger.

A moan drew him from his contemplation of the three. The other son, the one who’d met them at the carriage, Charlie was it? had pulled himself out of his pants. His hand, long tapered fingers ending in blunt nails, was slowly stroking the short, fat cock. Lucius studied him closely. His dick, though a bit short, about the length of Draco’s, was abnormally thick for one so short, almost Severus’ thickness. He licked his lips, idly wondering how the young man tasted. Raising his eyes to see what the red head was masturbating to, he was shocked to learn that it was his own cock that garnered the attention.

Inspired by the idea, he started thrusting up into the girl’s mouth, putting on more of a show, displaying more of his cock by using long, slow thrusts. Charlie moaned, and his hand sped up on his cock. Lucius noted that, while Charlie was largely focused on him, his eyes would occasionally float to Draco who was also fisting himself.

Smirking on the inside, Lucius grabbed Draco by the hair and pulled him onto his lap, forcing the boy to kneel up so he hovered over Hermione’s head instead of sitting on it, his back side to the room at large. His cock was leaking precum into the girl’s bushy head, which made her growl in unhappiness against Lucius’ cock. He thrust more harshly into her mouth, silencing her protests.

Watching Charlie over Draco’s shoulder, he grabbed Draco’s ass and pulled the cheeks apart, exposing his son’s entrance and the plug filling it. Charlie’s hand sped up, his breathing quickening. His eyes fluttered up and met Lucius’. He flushed; Lucius winked at him. Charlie’s eyes widened then flicked back and forth between Draco’s ass and Lucius’ eyes. Lucius nodded. Before a word could be spoken, Charlie was across the room, grabbing Hermione by the hair and pulling her away from Lucius’ cock.

Arthur, eyes attracted by the action, was quick to reprimand his son. “Charlie. Back to your seat. It’s not your place to pleasure our guest anymore.”

“It’s fine, Mr. Weasley. He seems eager to please me. Who am I to deny the young man?”

Arthur sighed heavily and nodded reluctantly. “Hermione, go into the kitchen and help Molly and Fleur.” Hermione obeyed. Arthur, Bill, and Ron sat back to watch what was going on with their guests. Arthur, in spite of his displeasure with Charlie’s actions, looked pleased with how well his children were pleasing the two men. Bill was apathetic to the sight. Since he’d found Fleur, nothing else aroused him. Ron, on the other hand, was livid. Not only had his father favored that Malfoy with Hermione’s mouth, but he’d sent her away afterwards, as if she hadn’t done well. Stupid Malfoy probably couldn’t get off on anything but incest. He couldn’t believe Charlie wanted to suck that guy’s dick.

Charlie, oblivious to his little brother’s thoughts, was thoroughly enjoying pleasuring the two blonds in front of him. Lucius had pulled Draco’s plug out, so Charlie split his attention between sucking the cum from Draco’s ass and sucking the cum from Lucius’ cock. He was completely enthralled by the taste and by the sounds the two men made. When Lucius came, the redhead was more than happy to swallow it down.

Sated, Lucius replaced Draco’s plug, lowered him back to the floor, and buried a hand in Charlie’s hair, petting the young man as he carefully pushed Lucius back into his pants. He turned to watch how Severus was faring with the girl who’d been ordered to pleasure him, mildly amused by the tell-tale crinkles at the corner of his friend’s eyes that gave away his displeasure to those who knew him well.

Severus was very unhappy and desperately trying not to be obvious about it. The girl with her mouth of his dick was completely inept. She wouldn’t take more than the first couple of inches in her mouth, and she seemed to refuse to use her hands on him. She was clearly incapable of closing her mouth around him, so not only was her drool dripping down his length, but she was breathing on it, freezing his dick. Only thoughts of what he’d do later to his Harry kept his from going completely soft.

Harry sensing his master’s distress, surveyed the situation, trying to figure out a way to help. Gathering his courage, Harry climbed onto the couch beside his master and pressed their lips together.

Severus silently thanked his slave for his help by deepening the kiss. When Harry pulled away, he pinched his slave’s ass, encouraging those lips to return.

Harry, feeling daring from breathing in all the pheromones in the room, nibbled on his master’s earlobe before whispering into the ear he was playing with. “Can I try something, Master?”

Surprised at his slave’s audaciousness, Severus bent his head to the neck temptingly stretched in front of him and kissed the flesh there.

Interpreting that as a green flag, Harry started whispering in his master’s ear. “I’m going to tell you what I would like for you to do to me later. I love everything you do to me, Master. No one touched me for so many years, and when the Dark Lord bought me, he was never gentle. He hurt me, a lot. But you, Master. You have never hurt me. Every time you touch me, all I feel is bliss.”

Severus groaned, his cock returning to full hardness in the girl’s mouth. He licked the flesh in front of him, before sealing his mouth over a bit and sucking, working the flesh towards bruising.

“Mmm, like now. Your mouth on me makes me feel whole in ways I never have before. I hope the next time we… well the next time you touch me that you lay me out, flat on my back. I hope you drag your fingers from the tips of my fingers, up my arms, over my neck, over my chest. Please don’t forget my nipples, Master. I haven’t had a chance to mention it, but that cream and the piercings, my nipples ache for your touch constantly now. I hope you pinch them, pull on them, lower your tongue to them, bite them. Anything, Master, I’ll take anything.”

Severus bit down on Harry’s neck to muffle the moan caused by the sweet images Harry was conjuring.

Harry moaned himself, before forcing himself to continue. “Then I hope you trail your fingers down my stomach and over my cock. I’ve noticed you and Master Lucius like to have your cocks played with, but for me, what comes next is always the best. There’s a certain look in your eyes that I’ve started to notice that I know means it’s going to be okay when you remove my plug. You get this look that says the plug is coming out so more fun can be had. That look lets me know that I can release the tension in my ass and just let go. I remember that night, Master, when you pushed your tongue into my entrance. I hope you’ll do that again soon. Though I guess I’m full of your seed… You might not like that, though I don’t see why not. You taste so good. Plus, a moment ago, when the red headed man between Lucius’ thighs sucked the cum from Draco’s ass, Draco looked like he could’ve cum from just that. Maybe you’ll let me experience that one day, though I only want your mouth on me, no one else’s.”

Severus was so turned on, he knew he’d cum any minute, even without the girl’s mouth on him. He shifted where his mouth was on Harry’s neck, unwilling to draw blood from his slave after such exposing comment that expressed just how much his slave trusted him.

“My favorite part though, Master, is when you push your cock into me. I was so scared of the pain that first time, but you helped me see that sex was more than the pain I’d seen it cause others. Every time you push into me, I feel complete, whole, safe. I’ve never felt safe before, Master, but you give that to me. The only greater gift you could give me would be a child for us both to love.”

Harry was unable to continue. Severus had yanked his mouth into a kiss that stifled his Master’s orgasm cries. Harry was only too happy to swallow those delightful sounds, proud of himself for causing them.

Severus was completely overwhelmed by his slave’s words, almost unaware of the physical pleasure of the orgasm his slave had sparked. Severus held Harry in that steamy kiss until he felt the girl pull back from his cock, until he was sure his eyes were dry. He had an image to maintain after all.

While he was pulling himself together, Molly called everyone to dinner. Pushing Harry off his lap, his little minx slid to the floor between his legs, licked the girl’s saliva off his cock along with the trails of cum she’d left behind. Harry then tucked him back into his pants, stood, and helped his master to stand.

Lucius pulled Severus against his chest once they were both standing. “That was quite a show. Harry must have a golden tongue.”

“Indeed he does. I will reward him tonight.”

Lucius smirked at Severus’ back as the man walked dazedly toward dinner.