A Slave to a Slave

Thanks to all my lovely reviewers.

LacusElda : You’ll see soon enough about those reproductive abilities.
ladyedgecombe : I’m glad you like it, both the story and the title. Here’s more!
Dragon: Here’s the update you asked for.
Kurai : Yeah, I decided since I was reworking it, that I wanted Harry to be as close to virginal as possible.
Inigeshi : I hope you continue to be intrigued.

Enjoy everyone!

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By the time Lucius Malfoy and one of his own slaves stepped through the fireplace and into his salon, Severus Snape was on his second tumbler of scotch.

“So Severus, what did our Lord give you for your special, special day?”

“If you are referring to my new slave, he is asleep.” Severus tossed back the scotch in his glass and poured another three fingers worth into his tumbler.

“He gave you a slave?” Lucius questioned as he sat in one of the two wingback chairs surrounding the fireplace and motioned for his slave to kneel at his feet. The boy groaned as he settled onto his knees and lowered his ass to rest against his heels.

Severus, who had had his back to them the whole time, swung around and glared at the slave.

“Why did you bring him here?”

Lucius reached his hand out and ran his hand through his son’s hair. “You’ve always enjoyed his company before.” Draco squirmed a bit, trying to re-situate himself more comfortably, all the while leaning into his father’s hand trying to silently encourage the petting.

“Sit still boy!” Severus tossed back his third glass of scotch, poured himself another, and sank into the other wingback chair. “Haven’t you taught the child to sit still yet, Lucius?”

Lucius chuckled and pulled Draco’s hair, urging the boy to get up and lay across his lap, ass in the air. Lucius ran his gloved hand over his son’s flank and tilted his hips, proudly displaying the plug he’d used on his slave. “I’ve coated it with that cinnamon lubricant you developed.”

Severus threw his head back and laughed.

Lucius continued to pet the back of his slave’s thighs, holding him across his lap. “Now, why are you sitting out here drinking, preparing to have lunch with me, when you should be in the process of breaking in your new slave?”

“Why did our Lord give him to me?”

“Who knows why he does anything?”

“Why this slave in particular?”

“He wasn’t fertile.”

“He can’t be more than sixteen. There’s still a possibility he could turn up fertile.”

“Human’s become fertile around thirteen. The younger they are, the easier they are to break. And I do believe your slave is telling the truth. He is eighteen, the same age as this fine specimen of breeding.” He smirked and slapped Draco’s ass, being sure that he jiggled the plug, making Draco moan loudly and start squirming again.

“Eighteen? Are you sure?”

“Our Lord bought him off a fat muggle about two years ago. He’s been grooming Harry ever since to be his consort, but the poor creature seems to be infertile.”

“Isn’t his entire harem there for the sole purpose of becoming impregnated? Why this boy in particular?”

“Yes, they delightful boys are. However, our Lord neglects to remember the fact that for males to conceive, the bottom must feel safe, protected, and loved. Isn’t that right, Draco?” His fingers grasped the base of the plug and began to slowly pump it in and out of Draco’s hole. The slave’s only response was a long moan.

Severus snorted. “Are you trying to impregnate your own son?”

“There are very few other men I would trust with such a delicious treat as my son. However, despite how much I play with him, he is still a virgin. Though in the current political climate, I’m beginning to think I will take him, make him mine. He deserves the best, and aren’t I the best?” Lucius smirked. “Besides if we want to keep them as ours, the only safe way to ensure they stay with us is to impregnate them. But, I dare say, if you do manage to impregnate that little bitch of yours and prove our Lord incorrect about him, you’ll quickly loose your standing with our Lord. If you decide to run to your friends in the Gryffindor kingdom, please remember to warn me in advance. I’d hate to suffer this regime alone.”

“Are you implying what I think you’re implying, Lucius? This is a very deadly game.”

“War is brewing between the nations, and our Lord is itching for it to begin, as he proved last night.” Lucius slipped the plug out of Draco’s ass and inserted two of his own fingers, fucking the boy with his fingers, stretching his hole wide. “I simply wish to be on the side that doesn’t end up bloody, broken, and beaten.”

Severus nodded his head, plans running quickly through his thoughts. He was pulled from them by Harry nudging his knee with his head. Severus reached out and pulled the young man into his lap.

“How old are you really, Harry?”

Shocked at the question and by the sudden movement of being pulled into a lap, Harry’s hands went to his slightly distended stomach in hopes on settling the water sloshing inside him, and his wide eyes turned to his new master. “I’m eighteen, Master. Why?” He began to chew on his bottom lip. “Am I too old for your liking? Will you dispose of me?”

“No, Harry. You are mine for the foreseeable future. You ass is too delectable to just throw away.” With this comment, Severus began to caress his slave, running one hand up and down his back, the other up and down the thigh furtherest from his body. “Do you know why our Lord gave you to me?”

“Because you pleased him, Master,” Harry lowered his head and his voice; Severus had to strain to hear, “and because I displeased him.”

“What did you do to displease him?”

“Lots of reasons...”

Severus quickly re-situated Harry so he was lying across his lap, ass in the air. He swatted him twice. “You will answer my questions immediately. No obfuscations.”

Harry groaned, feeling the water shift in him, trying to escape, but having nowhere to go with the plug in him. “I am unable to become pregnant...”

Severus spanked him again. “Tell me the whole truth.”

Tears began to leak from Harry’s eyes. “Master, the water, it hurts...”

“I will let you expel the water once we are done here. Now answer my questions!” Another spank.

“I also fought him when he tried to fuck me. He’s... he’s very... snake-like.”

“Meaning?”

“His penis... it has spikes, and the other boys day they hurt. They say if you’re not perfectly still, he’ll rip you to shreds. They say he never lets you stay perfectly still...”

“Anything else, my sweet slave?” Severus was running his hand soothingly over Harry’s lower back, ass, and upper thighs.

This last part was quieter, barely audible. “He yelled at me once... in the Snake language... I... I answered back.”

Three loud gasps resounded in the room. Lucius froze with three fingers in Draco’s ass. Draco attempted to sit up and stare at this new, strange young man, his father’s fingers stopping him. Severus grabbed Harry’s shoulders and pulled until he was sitting in his lap again.

“You can speak the snake language?”

Harry started to sob. “I... I didn’t .... I didn’t know! Not until I answered back and he stopped ... stopped ... touching me... He was... so ... so angry. He gave me to... to the Hooded Man... until I was brought to you...” Harry collapsed against Severus’s chest.

Severus held him close; his eyes meeting Lucius’s. Just who was Harry to have such an extraordinary gift?

Once Harry had calmed down, Severus lowered him to the floor, to his hands and knees. He grasped the end of the plug in Harry’s ass.

“Slave, I’m going to remove the plug. You are to clench those ass muscles like never before. You will release no water from your body until you have reached the toilet, do you understand me?”

Harry nodded quickly.

“Good. Once you’ve expelled all the water, check the water. If there is any sign of anything other than water and fecal matter, you will tell me. Keep nothing from me. You are mine, and I want you in the best of health. Understood?”

Harry nodded again.

“You will return to be immediately.”

“Yes, Master.”

Severus quickly removed the plug from Harry’s ass, and Harry quickly strained his anus muscles to close. He quickly crawled toward the bathroom. Once he was gone, Severus turned to Lucius, who was now absent-mindedly finger fucking his son with four fingers. Lucius was deep in nervous thought.

“We have much to discuss, old friend, and much to worry about. We should begin our preparations to leave Slytherin as soon as possible. We’ll use our Lord’s idea of playing ambassadors as our cover.”

Severus nodded, sank back in his chair, and waited for Harry to return.

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