Out of Control

Out of Control III

Severus smiled cruelly for a moment as he watched the limp form in front of him.
“Enervate” he called out and Remus’ eyelids fluttered open.

“Oh I want you to be well aware of what is happening to you. Just as aware as I’ve been last night”

Remus took a shallow breath and growled.

“Oh I’m awake and well aware. This hurts like shit, Severus. I at least gave you the chance to prepare yourself for me”

“Oh poor, little werewolf. Well I’m ever so sorry, but I don’t have time for this now.”

Before Remus could respond, the Potion Master waved his hand and the makeshift crystal dildo bore deeper into the chained body.

Enjoying the look of his attacker squirming on the floor, he snatched a chair and sat down.
However, something was not as he had expected it, but he just couldn’t put a finger on it.
The light of the early morning bathed Remus’ body in an ethereal glow and made him look like an ancient martyr in the throes of never ending pain.

His body had arched up when the phallus drove deeper and deeper inside, pounding hard and fast into the wide open orifice. A little puddle of blood had formed under the wizard’s ass cheeks, dropping from the gash the dildo had torn.

Silently Snape listened to the groans and whimpers Lupin made under the force of the onslaught and a part of him were glad that the man had stopped screaming so ear-shatteringly.

He wondered for a moment how he had looked like the night before when his eyes travelled over his captive.
The greyish hair was plastered to Lupin’s face by sweat and tears, but then he noted that the expression was no longer one of agony.
The man still was in pain there was no doubt but not as much as Severus had expected.

A soft breeze from the partially open window caused the skin on the concavity of Lupin’s abdomen to cover with gooseflesh and then Snape’s eyes travelled lower until they came to rest on the man’s cock.

It wasn’t hard and Snape had not expected it to be, but he wanted to change this.

Moving his chair closer to Lupin so that he was positioned at the side of the werewolf, he leaned forward, wanting to see the humiliation on his face when he told him what would come next.

With a swift flick of his wand he opened the cuff that held Remus’ right hand in place.

“Stroke yourself! I want you to enjoy this just as much as I did”


Remus had not expected him to be just so brutal. The pain when the crystal phallus had entered him had been positively brain-slicing, but he had gotten used to the sensation faster than he had expected.
He was breathing deeply now, trying to come to terms with the invasion of his body and even though it did not arouse him overly, he still couldn’t ignore the blissful way that thing kept hitting his prostate over and over again.

He’d been so caught up in trying not to moan as not to give Snape the indication he could enjoy that in any way that he had not even realized that his right hand had been freed.

Remus was aware that if Snape would find out that he got some sort of satisfaction out of this whole ordeal, he would immediately take action and start hurting him again.

Then he heard the command to stroke himself and somewhere in the depths of his mind he realized that last night he had wanted him to do the same thing.

Tentatively he put his hand down ever so slowly, letting it glide over his pale chest and his flat stomach.
His eyes weren’t completely closed and so he could see that Snape’s eyes were following his hand constantly.

Throwing himself forward into the sensation, he gripped his flaccid cock and gave it a small tuck, knowing that it wouldn’t take long for him to get hard.

Just as he had expected, only a few strokes later, his dick was throbbing while the dildo inside of him was still attacking his prostate rather fiercely.
Another hand move of Snape then made it vibrate rather deliciously and it started spinning around its axis, making the feeling of ever increasing arousal almost painful.

He couldn’t hold the moan back and it burst from his lips before he even realized it. His free hand was working his erect cock in time with the pulsing crystal inside of him and he had to admit that an earth shattering orgasm was building up rather quickly.

Severus had noted the change in Lupin’s reactions. He was no longer hurt and afraid but very much aroused. It was obvious in the way his face was flushed and his cock as hard as a rock.

However, if the werewolf actually believed it would be so easy for him then he was wrong.

He kept watching the man for the telltale sign of impending orgasm and when he was sure the wizard was about to explode, he murmured two incantations. Instantly. Lupin’s hand flew back up to get secured by the cuff once more and the crystal phallus was pulled from the body, landing on the stone floor with a low clinking sound.

Remus groaned in frustration at this disturbance. He had been so close, so damn close. Only another second and then he would have come, but of course, Snape the bastard had known this. He had never expected it would be easy, but you could always hope, couldn’t you?

“Oh my… did I interrupt you? Well you will have to beg me to let you continue now, won’t you?”

The low, velvety purr sent shivers down Remus’ spine and he felt his cock twitch. He was at the point of no return and right now he would do almost anything just to please Snape enough so he would let him come.
Besides, he knew that he owed Snape an apology. He would not have chosen this way of apologizing of curse, but if Snape got some sort of comfort and satisfaction out of this situation, he wouldn’t mess it up for him.

At the moment he could barely think straight, let alone argue; not when his cock was yearning to be touched.

“Please, Severus… please I need to come. I need to be filled…”

Trying not to overdo it, he moaned softly and hoped that this would please Snape’s slightly perverted streak.

“Oh you pathetic creature. Is this the best you can do? I thought you wanted to get off, so you have to make more effort in convincing me that you deserve it”

The vicious growl barely penetrated Remus dazed brain, but he got the drift. Making his voice sound as subservient as he could manage, he pleaded “Severus, I beg you… please… I need release…something inside me… oh Merlin, I beseech you…please”

Those sounds were ambrosia for Snape and he smirked. He had never expected that Lupin would make such a nice slave; not that he wanted to touch him but watching him plead for his mercy was soothing his aggravated soul.

“How lovely you can beg when you want something, werewolf” he purred and noted what effect his voice had on the man beneath him. He had always been aware that he sounded rather erotic when he put his mind to it and he liked to take advantage of it every once in a while.

“Since you’re so desperate and you seem to crave being filled, I feel inclined to grant you your wish”

Another hand move of the Potion Master made the crystal phallus insert itself again firmly into Remus behind.

Lupin gasped in shock when he was once again filled and was grateful that he was already wide open so it didn’t hurt too much.

The makeshift dildo once again started pounding into his prostate and he tried with all his might to free his hand but realized that Severus, the bastard, had not released the cuff.

“Severus, please… I need to touch myself… it’s tearing me apart”

Snape watched him with high interest as he squirmed in front of him trying desperately to get some friction on his aching cock.
The moans turned into groans and then into howls of unfulfilled arousal.

The sight was mesmerizing and Severus found himself wanting to see the man touching himself.
After a moment he decided that he also couldn’t stand this situation for very much longer and released both of Lupin’s hands. He wouldn’t have to be afraid of an attack since the wizard was captured in the throes of his own passion.

As soon as Remus realized that his hands were free, he started pumping his cock fiercely, finally getting the friction he so craved for.

The moans became louder and Severus once again took in the sight of Lupin in front of him.
Naked, his legs spread wide open and the phallus drilling into him, he looked certainly very erotic and Snape felt his own arousal mounting.

Without him noticing he started stroking his cock through the fabric of his trousers when he suddenly felt Lupin’s hand sliding up under his trouser leg and grabbing his bare calf.

He didn’t bother to shrug it off since he was too enthralled with the sight before him.

Remus was arching off the floor, moaning in a way that sounded very much like the feral growl he had let out last night.

Then with one final tuck on his cock, he came hard all over his hand and stomach in long thick spurts.

Satisfied with this perfect way of utterly humiliating his attacker, Severus stopped stroking himself and shook off Lupin’s hand.

The right incantations released the legs and removed the crystal phallus, leaving it on the floor next to Lupin’s foot.

“Now get up and cover yourself with something before I get sick here” Snape growled and moved towards the door.

Remus took a rather tattered robe from the wardrobe and slipped it over his body. He was still a bit shaky and not as secure on his legs as he would have liked. However, he realized that Severus was about to leave and he still needed to tell him something.

“Wait…please. There’s something you need to understand”

Snape didn’t turn around; his hand was already at the door knob and all he wanted at the moment was to leave and get to the coolness of his dungeons.

“There’s nothing more for me to understand. You lost control last night and this proved that not even the Wolfsbane Potion makes you harmless during the full moon. I will inform the headmaster immediately and make sure you are removed from your position”

Remus groaned in frustration.

“Well, to your information I want to let you know that I wouldn’t attack just anyone. I’m not completely aware what’s going on around me when I’m on Wolfsbane, but there are things I can clearly make out; for example when someone is insulting me and the ones I love. How could you have expected I would let that comment about Sirius go unpunished? This was the final straw, Severus. I can take everything you have in store for me, but I’m not going to listen to you malign the man I love”

Snape snorted and turned the door knob.

“This is ridiculous and your attempts to justify your behaviour is pathetic”

“Oh, I’m not trying to justify anything. I know I did wrong, but at least I can admit it. You have to understand that you would have never been in this situation if you would have kept your mouth shut.
Most likely you wouldn’t have reacted like that when you’d have been sober but just like I can’t justify anything you can’t excuse your behaviour either.
I thought that speaking evil about the dead would have been beneath you, but maybe that’s the Slytherin blood that courses through your veins”

Then Snape turned his head around slowly and looked into the brown eyes of his colleague.

“This is correct. We both can’t justify anything. For once I want to leave the decision of how this situation is going to be handled to Dumbledore, old fool that he is”

Remus watched him as he opened the door and left with his robes billowing behind him.
He didn’t know if he should be afraid or not about his own future, but at least he was sure that Severus had understood. Everything else was fate.

~FINIS~


Many thanks to Lady Tanya, my beta queen and inspiration. Without her this would never have been written.