Shadow Phoenix

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C28: Slavegirl

Later that night all DA members met in their respective common rooms, protected by strong silencing and privacy charms, while Harry and all members of the Dark Order, except Draco and Dean Tomas met in Harry's living room within his trunk.

Then the four students with amulets at the common room meetings introduced themselves as Harry's 'voices' and started a discussion over the punishment of the traitor, Marietta Edgecombe.

A few, mainly Marietta's friend Cho Chang asked them to understand her reasons and choose a mild punishment.

Most of the students were furious with her.

They wanted to continue their training with Harry as teacher and wanted her to be viciously punished, because she made it impossible.


Harry had to remember them through his 'voices' at some point, that whatever punishment chosen had to be less sever for Marietta, than permanently having 'SNEAK' written over her face with pustules.

Then Harry suggested a punishment, which startled and shocked the DA members at first.

He explained the limitations of it and explained at would be done to ensure Marietta would carry it out and no one would overstep the limitations.


Cho asked for a lower punishment, some others asked to prolong her sentence but in the end they voted and everybody except Cho voted for Harry's suggestion.

After this matter was cleared, Harry had one more thing to tell them, through his voices.

“Harry wants you to know, he has formed a group, which follows him. If anyone of you wants to join, ask someone, who has a amulet like this,”- they showed their Black Phoenix Amulets - “to ask
Harry for an interview. Harry will test you personally, but if you aren't accepted, he will Obliviate your memory of the interview. Whoever joins the group will have to obey Harry and help him fight You Know Who and the Death Eaters.”

(He couldn't bring them to say Voldemort.)

“Which is of cause very dangerous. Harry has the means to further teach his followers in duel skills and other magic, as well as equipping them with powerful artefacts and potions, even some, which are way above NEWT level. Veritaserum for example. So believe me, nobody of you will be able to trick him into letting you join if you don't really intent to be one of his loyal followers. You can't ask yet. Harry wants to give you enough time for you to be sure. The day after tomorrow will be the first for you to ask. If you need more time, take as much as you want. There is no time limit to his offer, nor will a lack of skills and powers ever be a reason to not let you join. They will however influence your standing, missions and duties within the group. The more capable and powerful you are, the more difficult and dangerous your missions will become, along with your standing within the group.”

Harry had them closing the meetings.

Then he had his 'voice' there go to Marietta accompanied by Cho to tell her the result of the vote.

(Cho was only there to help her friend and complain about how cruel Harry was.)

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The next evening Harry sat in his living room, when Marietta was led to him by Neville, who stayed outside of his trunk, after he had opened the door for her.

“Hello Marietta.”, he welcomed her. “Do you accept the punishment, we decided on?”

The girl took a deep breath, before she answered: “I do. It's better than the curse.”

“Very well. Follow me.”

The wizard led her through one of the doors into another one of his rooms.

In the middle of this room was a chair and a desk, on which a piece of parchment, a quill, a ink bottle and another slave collar laid, looking exactly like the one she already wore.

“A contract has been made.”, Harry said. “Sit down and read it.”

Marietta obeyed and read the enchanted parchment.

“It seems to include everything...”, she whispered. “And I certainly don't want to activate the punishments mentioned in here.”


“You have to sign it and put on the collar.”, Harry told her. “The moment you do, the curse will be lifted and the first contract will be replaced with this one.”

The girl hesitantly took the quill, opened the ink bottle and dipped the tip into the ink.

She had to swallow, before she signed the contract, which sealed her faith for the remainder of the school year.


Then she picked up the collar with shaking hands.

Her hearth raced, as she closed it around her throat.

The old one fell away and vanished to let her replace it with the new one.

It felt smooth against her skin, comfortable, unlike the first one.


The moment the collar was put on, the parchment burst into flames and was reduced to ash.

“The contract has been completed.”, Harry told her.

Then the wizard draw his wand and waved it.

The desk vanished and a bed as well as several couches appeared.

Another wave and Marietta's and his clothes were gone.

Harry removed a vital from his pocket and gave it to her.

She read the label, which said Contraception Potion.


“Drink.”, she was ordered and of course, she obeyed.

“Now, I'll test your skills.”, Harry said, vanishing his clothes as well. “First put your mouth to use, slave.”

She sank onto her knees before him, taking as much of his cock into her mouth as possible and using her hands on the rest.

“You're way too good at this for it to be your first time.”, Harry observed, letting her work his member for ten minutes, before shooting his load into her mouth, without warning.

She swallowed it all.


“Now get on the bed.”, he ordered. “On your back, I'll use your cunt now.”

When she was on the bed, she spread her legs inviting.

Harry let his hands travel over her body, before he climbed on top of her.

“You're already hot and wet for me, slave.”, the wizard observed. “This is turning you on, isn't it?”

She blushed, not knowing why, but he was right.


He knew why.

The slave collar made her, but he wasn't about to tell her.

He lined his cock up with her cunt and pushed in slowly.

It wasn't her first time vaginal sex either.

Still, he had to go in slowly for her to get used to his size.

When he completely buried in her, he waited a few seconds, before he slid out, just to push back in as fast as she could take.


She moaned and groaned, while he pounded her hole.

Whenever she could thing straight enough, she asked herself, who came up with that stupid idea that size didn't matter.

Every stroke of this huge cock hit every important spot in her.

A less endowed man would have to fuck her in the right angle to hit them, but this was...

She lost her ability to think, as she drowned in the sweet bliss of the strongest orgasm, she ever had.

Feeling him flood her womb with his hot cum made it even stronger.


When she regained her senses, she felt him pulling out.

She moaned softly in loss and opened her eyelids, she couldn't remember to have closed.

He moved up her body, till his cock lay between her breasts, still covered in a mix of her juices and his cum.

He took hold of her tits, pushed them together , capturing his cock in between, and began to fuck them.


First she just laid there and let him do all the work.

When she finally got enough of her brain to work again, she remembered, what she had to do.

She licked the head of his cock, every time, it appeared out of it's confinement of her breasts and used her hands, to explore his chest.

She didn't know, muscles that unimposing could be that hard.

It was as if he'd have steel under his smooth skin.

It got her hot all over again.


And it captured her attention, until he came, covering her face and neck in cum.

“You look good that way.”, he mentioned, while slipping from her chest. “But there is something I haven't tried yet.”

His wand was back in his hand and a wave of it cleaned her face, followed by another spell, pointed at the same target.

Yet, she didn't feel it doing anything.

“What was that?”, she asked.

“A spell, which enables you to breathe, whatever happens. Whether you're under water, are within poison air or have a cock shoved down your throat, you'll be able to breathe clear air just fine.”, he explained, turning her over to her stomach and shoved some cushions under her hips, so her as was raised.

Then he used some spells on her.

The same three spells, he had used on Luna.


A cleaning spell, a spell to loosen her muscles and make her shin rubber-like and a lubrication charm.

“What...” She didn't get to complete her question, as Harry shoved his cock up her as, leaving her moaning.

What spells he'd used wasn't important anyway.

Not, when orgasm after orgasm tore trough her body and she had no time to recover.

She didn't know how long the wizard buggered her.

Her sense of time had long since gone.

But finally, she felt him stopping deep inside and coating her bowels with his cum.


Her body was allowed to relax and her mind started working once more, after he'd pulled out and went somewhere.

She hoped, he didn't expect any more 'service' of her.

She feared, her body or mind would break if she was forced to orgasm one more time.

She knew lots of girls who'd give or do just about anything to experience something like this.

Then he was back.

Lifting her up into a sitting position and holding a vital of potion to her lips.

Of cause she drank.

She wasn't strong enough to do anything but swallow the purple liquid which was poured into her mouth.


Different to everything she'd read about healing potions, this one didn't taste nasty.

In fact, it tasted like some exotic fruit, she couldn't name, but she knew she had tasted it before.

But she could feel the soreness in her cunt, throat, arms and legs disappear and every ache she had had along with it, while her mind and senses cleared.

The potion turned her used body and from overused to perfect condition to get fucked again.

But instead of taking her, Harry left her lying on the bed and sat himself on one of the couches.

She needed several seconds to recognise, he didn't look at her, but something at the other side of the bed.

Marietta followed his gaze and found a naked, bushy haired witch on the other side of her bed, staring at her like she was a highly complicated problem for her to figure out.


It was Harry's voice, which brought back action to the two girls.

“As much as I like seeing two beautiful, nude women, there are others waiting for their turn.”

Hermione climbed into the bed and pulled the other girl to her, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her head between her own spread legs.

“Pleasure me, but no hands!”, the bossy bookworm ordered.

After a moment of startled hesitation, Marietta lapped at the girls sex.

This was in no way pleasurable for herself.

It was, what she thought she'd get when she first heard of the punishment, they decided on.

She was used for another's pleasure and all it did for her was giving her a dirty feeling.


“You got of easy, didn't you, slave?”, she heard Hermione tease her.

“After all my effort to create this vicious three-staged contract-hex, you get off by just agreeing to become our sex slave for the rest of the year! Do you want to know the second and third stage of my little hex?”

Of cause Marietta didn't answer.

Her mouth was busy licking the clit of the witch, whose hand in her hair kept her from backing of.

“The second stage would just be, that all of your body would begin to itch. And there is no potion or charm, who could relive that itch... the third, now this is tricky... I've done two different hexes for the final stage. If a male would activate that stage of the hex, he'd become impotent and would feel great pain, when covering his body with anything. Clothes for example. A female which would activate this stage would be freed of the first stages and experience the so called breeding curse. Do you know of it?”

Marietta could only shake her head a little. She didn't know it.

“It's a curse which forces you to do anything to become pregnant. As long as you were, you could live a almost normal life, it would only make you very protective of your unborn child... until you give birth. Then it would force you to breed again and again, until you've given birth to seven children. Only then the curse would wear of. Hmmm... YES!!!”

At the end of her explanation, the bossy witch orgasmed, pouring her juices into the slaves mouth.


“Enough!”, the witch said, after recovering from her high, pushing the slave aside and slipping out of the bed.

Marietta was glad, the witch didn't demand any more services of her, but she felt also insulted by her behaviour.

That Hermione went to Harry and impaled herself on his cock, moaning in pleasure, didn't help either.

Of cause, she just knew, the witch had done it all on purpose, just to hurt her, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Not that she had much time to think about that.

The naked pair which entered the room demanded her full attention.


“That little, dirty slut looks positively fuckable, don't you think so too, Draco?”, the red haired witch said, sticking two of her fingers into Marietta's cunt. “And she's already dripping...”

Ginny licked her fingers. “Hmm... she's filled with our Lord's delicious cum... I can't believe, Hermione let this opportunity slip away...”

Ginny flipped the girl onto her back and dove right in, to eat every bit of Harry's cum out of her.

Draco grinned at the display of the girl, which drove the slave into moaning, mindless pleasure and climbed into the bed, took hold of the wicked witch's hips and raise them, so he could line his hard cock up with her own dripping cunt and push in.

Ginny moaned at the sensation, not once stopping her efforts to get Harry's cum.


“She does, but you look even more fuckable, you little, wicked pureblood slut!”, Draco said, while slamming into the red haired witch.

The girl in question didn't mind the words, which could have insulted her.

In fact, she purred at the Slytherin's dirty talk, what in turn drove the responsive girl under her over the edge.

Not that she cared.

She enjoyed the taste of Harry's cum mixed with Marietta's own and getting fucked hard by the vicious man, she had befriended, after he joined their side.


The time she came, she had made the slavegirl orgasm several times, her cunt contracting around Draco's cock brought the Slytherin to completion also.

He groaned, when he shot his cum into the wicked witch's cunt.

“Give the slave a taste of her superiors.”, Draco ordered, pulling out. “It's time we start using her.”

Ginny turned and settled her cunt on Marietta's face in 69 position, who immediately started to return the favour.

But instead of continuing the assault of the slave's sex, she pulled her friend to her, took his softened member into her mouth and sucked him back to full hardness.


When she was done, Draco flipped the girls over, so Marietta was on top and entered her in one swift, forceful move.

The slavegirl moaned into Ginny, pleasing her, who wasn't idle either.

The wicked witch licked either Marietta's clit, Draco's balls or the place where those two's bodies connected.

They made her cum twice, before letting themselves go too.

When they left her used body on the bed and got over to Harry and Hermione, cum was dripping out of her again and she couldn't even think of a reason to move her exhausted form.

But there was still more people who waited for their chance with her.


Slight panic rose in her, when she saw three people entering her range of sight.

There was after all a limit to how much someone could endure, even with that potion.

The dreamy blonde let her hand wander over the slave's breasts.

“Hmm... I think we should take it easy on her... you know what she's in for later...”, Luna said.

“If you want that, you need to distract one of us, while the other takes her.”, Neville mentioned, letting his own hands travel the blonde's body.

Luna draw her friend into a hot kiss while letting her hand encircle his erection.

“Do you feel distracted, loverboy?”, she purred into his mouth.

A moment later, the two were busy fucking each other's brains out.


“I would say, he is...”, Dean mentioned, while climbing on top of the slavegirl.

He moaned while sinking his cock into her hot cunt.

She wasn't able to do much more than lay there and let him take her, but he seemed to be content with it.

And he was. It was good to be in control for once. The sex with his girlfriend was great, of cause. But Lavender couldn't let him control her, if her life depended on it. She didn't like it slow and tender either.

So he took Marietta that way.

Slow, tender and caring, just like he'd imagined sex between lovers to be before his current lover had proved him wrong.

Slow strokes in and out of her, soft kisses and low whispers telling her, she was beautiful.

Marietta felt like she could stay like that forever.


Somehow she had found the strength to raise her arms and encircle the man making love to her with them.

For once, she felt protected, beautiful and content.

But everything had to come to an end, including this.

The end came in for of an soul-shaking orgasm for her.

One that was like a soft wave of feelings washing over her, leaving her sated.


The feeling of him pouring his seed into her was what brought her back to reality.

He didn't love her. She was just a sex slave, no matter how he treated her.

She wished it was different, but it was too late now.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, when he slipped out of her embrace and left the room.

She didn't even love him. It was just the feeling of being treated like something worth everything.

Now she had experienced it once, she hoped to find it for herself, when all of this was over.


A warm tongue licking away her tears made her concentrate on the remaining two people in the bed.

“He can be a beautiful lover, can't he?”, Luna whispered into her ear.

Marietta nodded under the curtain of blond hair draped over her face.

Then she gasped when her sex was stretched by a man's cock again.

It wasn't tender or rough. It was just fucking at a casual pace.

All there was special to it, was Luna's whisper in her ear and the girls hands playing with her breasts.

When Neville added his to the mixture of cum inside her womb, she was glad, they took her the way they did.

Especially when there was still more to come...


When they went over to sit on the free couch, Marietta looked to the door, which just opened to let the next triple of people in.

She swallowed.

Three men, brothers, red haired, well endowed and looking at her like she was some piece of flesh they wanted do devour.

“Let's fuck that bitch!”, Ron said to the twins.

They did.

She was pulled into a position on her side, where they had access to all her orifices and used them.

The twins stuffed her nether holes, while Ron forced his cock down her throat.

She was more than glad Harry had used that charm on her, which let her breathe regardless.

They fucked her hard and careless until they shoot their seed into her, just to change places and continue again, after they did.

She felt dirty and sore but her body still responded and was brought to orgasm several times, while they used her like a cheap whore.


Eventually they were done with her.

She felt herself be pulled into someone's arms, but was so exhausted she couldn't resist.

Her body was sore, her throat so raw, even the thought of speaking hurt.

But then she felt someone pouring something into her mouth.

The like mango tasting liquid soothed the ache enough fore her to swallow.

Slowly her mind in a last effort to work told her, it was the same potion Harry had given her earlier.

Mango was her new favourite fruit.

Then she gave in to her exhaustion and let herself slip into the safe embrace of sleep.


Harry looked at the sleeping woman in his arms.

They might have used her a little to much, but the days to come would be not much easier for her.

Almost every male member of the DA and a smaller group of females wanted to use their little slave.

She would be very busy, starting the moment she woke up the next day.

So would he.


A flash of black later he laid her onto her bed, right beside Cho Chang, who had fallen asleep while waiting for her to return.

Harry covered the two girls with Marietta's quilt, then put a pouch full of healing potions at her nightstand and disappeared with another flash of black.