Harry and The Master
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
95,993
Reviews:
33
Recommended:
3
Currently Reading:
8
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I do not own aything to do with Harry Potter or Hoshi no Yukata. I make no money off this.
chapter 3
AN: Well I’m back. Sorry for the long wait, Boot Camp doesn’t exactly allow for much time to write. Anywho, while I’m not happy with this chapter, it is the best I could get until I get back into the swing of writing, hope you like! TA!
Chapter 3
Harry knelt at the feet of the Master of Hoshi no Yakata. His hands bound behind him in a black leather sheath that bound his arms from wrist to elbow, an uncomfortable but familiar position for the young boy, his legs where bound under him, ankles cuffed together and a spreader bar keeping is knees from ever meeting, a chain led from the Masters chair to the only piece of clothing on the boy’s body, a black leather collar that could only be removed by The Master. Something the man had promised he would never do unless Harry himself asked to be free.
The Master was speaking with the white haired male, Mr. Malfoy, from the party. Negotiating for the night the man would have him. It seemed The Master wanted to be there, to make sure nothing untoward happened to his most prized slave.
“I don’t mind an audience,” Mr. Malfoy purred, his silver eyes staring at the bound boy that had been on his mind since he had first seen him bound. “The more the merrier, so long as I get to do the ordering.” He said, obviously referring to the fact that The Master had a habit of taking over scenes when he was a part of them, especially when it came to Harry and Sumiya.
The Master simply smiled and tangled a hand in the black locks that had yet to be braided for the day, tugging lightly his smirk growing at the small whine that came from his boy. “I can agree with that, but if I think it is going too far, I will stop it and you will never be allowed into this establishment ever again.”
Mr. Malfoy licked his lips at that sounds coming from the kneeling child. “I can agree to that I think.” He knew who that child was, which just made the boy that much more delicious. “Now when should I expect to have my night with the little creature?”
The Master smiled a small, cruel smile as he yanked the child’s head back so his throat was bared and his breathing had a little gurgle to it. “I would say sometime next week, if you can wait that long.”
Mr. Malfoy just huffed in aroused laughter, “Next week it is,” he purred and with a final look at the boy-who-lived, he left the Palace of the Stars, his mind filled with plans he had a week to prefect.
When the white haired man was gone, Master Sakurai looked down at the boy who had been left to him. His body unable to move, his head pulled all the way back and his green eyes glazed over as he struggled to keep his pleasure in check. It would not due for him to cum without permission.
“Now what should we do today my little pet,” Master Sakurai asked, as he pretended to think. He knew just what he wanted to do to his pet, or rather what he wanted to see done to him. “I have just the idea.”
A few minutes later found Harry sitting on what looked like a long wooden triangle. His hands where chained above his head, his ankles where attached to metal rings on the floor, and the spreader bar still on his knees kept him from moving of the wooden peak that tormented his ass and dug into his cock and balls. The Master had placed what looked like a plain cock ring on him before Hirofumi had come in to position him on the wooden horse as the triangle was called. But Harry knew that the toys The Master used where everything but plain.
Harry jumped when he felt a familiar whip hit his back. It seemed Sumiya was done with customers for the day. The number one Master didn’t hold back as he whipped the young flesh that just seemed to look better the redder it got. Harry screamed as the strikes left his back and started to decorate his thighs and lick at his bound prick. He never noticed The Master enter the room from whatever client he had been asked to deal with, that is until he felt the gloved hands playing with his nipples.
“I think we should add a bit of decoration to these lovely peaks,” The man whispered, sucking one of said peaks into his mouth, biting down on it just to hear the lovely boys’ cries of pleasure and pain as the whipping continued. He knew that the boy would love the feel of the metal rings against his hot flesh. The fact that he would look all the more enticing just added to the need to decorate his body.
Harry whimpered at the thought. He would have begged if Sumiya had not shoved a gag into this mouth. The feelings of pain and pleasure coursed through his body as he bucked against the wooden horse with each kiss of the leather whip. The Master had finally left his nipples, going to the other side of the room where Harry couldn’t see him. Sumiya looked and took a step back, a smirk on his face as his whip fell silently to his side.
“Try to breathe my little pet,” was the only warning Harry got before the pain of the needle going through his nipple sprang through him. He screamed against the gag in his mouth, just barely remembering to breathe as his master had instructed him. The second piercing hurt just as much if not more than the first. Even through the pain the need for release made its self known as he was released from his bounds and taken from the wooden horse and placed on the Masters lap, the older man’s cock finding its way into his clenching channel in one stroke.
The Master groaned almost silently as his prick was completely encased in his pets’ tight ass. He loved how tight his pet always was. He reached around to play with the silver hoops that now decorated his favorite slaves’ chest. He reveled in the moans and gasps of pleasure that came from his actions. Sakurai reached up and removed the gag from the black haired boys’ mouth, smirking at the pleas that fell from those ruby red lips.
“Please Master,” Harry cried as the rings where flicked roughly and pulled. “Please let me cum!”
The Master smirked at the desperation in his boys’ voice. “What are you?” he purred into the boys ears, thrusting into the tight heat that just begged to pounded hard and rough. Something Sakurai had no trouble with doing.
Harry whined low in his throat, he knew what his Master wanted. “I’m a little bitch,” he gasped as the thrust got harder and faster. “Masters little whore to do with as he pleases!” Harry tightened his passage as much as he could with every word as his Master continued to use him.
Sakurai smirked evilly and nodded to Sumiya who was still in the room. The other man smiled pleasantly at his Master and picked up his whip.
The first strikes caught the pleasure trapped youth by surprise. Harry screamed and clenched as he bucked against the onslaught of sensations that had overtaken his body. The Master groaned as the boys’ ass clenched around him even tighter. With a growl he pushed Harry to the floor, onto his hands and knees before taking him harder than before. The whipping stopped, Sumiya not wanting to hit his Master by mistake. Harry whined and fell, his shoulders hitting the floor as his Master pounded his ass.
“You’re my little slut; I can’t wait to see what Mr. Malfoy has in store for you.” Sakurai hissed as he came closer and closer to climax. “You know little whore, he has a fondness for snakes, how do you feel about having a living moving creature fucking your ass.” Sakurai grunted as he finally released the cock ring a silent order for the boy to cum, which he did gratefully, with a choked cry of ‘MASTER.’
Sakurai purred as he released inside the clenching channel. He loved it when his pet came with his cock buried deep inside him. The panting Master pulled out only to shove a black ribbed vibrator into the still open hole, keeping his cream deep within his little kitten.
Chapter 3
Harry knelt at the feet of the Master of Hoshi no Yakata. His hands bound behind him in a black leather sheath that bound his arms from wrist to elbow, an uncomfortable but familiar position for the young boy, his legs where bound under him, ankles cuffed together and a spreader bar keeping is knees from ever meeting, a chain led from the Masters chair to the only piece of clothing on the boy’s body, a black leather collar that could only be removed by The Master. Something the man had promised he would never do unless Harry himself asked to be free.
The Master was speaking with the white haired male, Mr. Malfoy, from the party. Negotiating for the night the man would have him. It seemed The Master wanted to be there, to make sure nothing untoward happened to his most prized slave.
“I don’t mind an audience,” Mr. Malfoy purred, his silver eyes staring at the bound boy that had been on his mind since he had first seen him bound. “The more the merrier, so long as I get to do the ordering.” He said, obviously referring to the fact that The Master had a habit of taking over scenes when he was a part of them, especially when it came to Harry and Sumiya.
The Master simply smiled and tangled a hand in the black locks that had yet to be braided for the day, tugging lightly his smirk growing at the small whine that came from his boy. “I can agree with that, but if I think it is going too far, I will stop it and you will never be allowed into this establishment ever again.”
Mr. Malfoy licked his lips at that sounds coming from the kneeling child. “I can agree to that I think.” He knew who that child was, which just made the boy that much more delicious. “Now when should I expect to have my night with the little creature?”
The Master smiled a small, cruel smile as he yanked the child’s head back so his throat was bared and his breathing had a little gurgle to it. “I would say sometime next week, if you can wait that long.”
Mr. Malfoy just huffed in aroused laughter, “Next week it is,” he purred and with a final look at the boy-who-lived, he left the Palace of the Stars, his mind filled with plans he had a week to prefect.
When the white haired man was gone, Master Sakurai looked down at the boy who had been left to him. His body unable to move, his head pulled all the way back and his green eyes glazed over as he struggled to keep his pleasure in check. It would not due for him to cum without permission.
“Now what should we do today my little pet,” Master Sakurai asked, as he pretended to think. He knew just what he wanted to do to his pet, or rather what he wanted to see done to him. “I have just the idea.”
A few minutes later found Harry sitting on what looked like a long wooden triangle. His hands where chained above his head, his ankles where attached to metal rings on the floor, and the spreader bar still on his knees kept him from moving of the wooden peak that tormented his ass and dug into his cock and balls. The Master had placed what looked like a plain cock ring on him before Hirofumi had come in to position him on the wooden horse as the triangle was called. But Harry knew that the toys The Master used where everything but plain.
Harry jumped when he felt a familiar whip hit his back. It seemed Sumiya was done with customers for the day. The number one Master didn’t hold back as he whipped the young flesh that just seemed to look better the redder it got. Harry screamed as the strikes left his back and started to decorate his thighs and lick at his bound prick. He never noticed The Master enter the room from whatever client he had been asked to deal with, that is until he felt the gloved hands playing with his nipples.
“I think we should add a bit of decoration to these lovely peaks,” The man whispered, sucking one of said peaks into his mouth, biting down on it just to hear the lovely boys’ cries of pleasure and pain as the whipping continued. He knew that the boy would love the feel of the metal rings against his hot flesh. The fact that he would look all the more enticing just added to the need to decorate his body.
Harry whimpered at the thought. He would have begged if Sumiya had not shoved a gag into this mouth. The feelings of pain and pleasure coursed through his body as he bucked against the wooden horse with each kiss of the leather whip. The Master had finally left his nipples, going to the other side of the room where Harry couldn’t see him. Sumiya looked and took a step back, a smirk on his face as his whip fell silently to his side.
“Try to breathe my little pet,” was the only warning Harry got before the pain of the needle going through his nipple sprang through him. He screamed against the gag in his mouth, just barely remembering to breathe as his master had instructed him. The second piercing hurt just as much if not more than the first. Even through the pain the need for release made its self known as he was released from his bounds and taken from the wooden horse and placed on the Masters lap, the older man’s cock finding its way into his clenching channel in one stroke.
The Master groaned almost silently as his prick was completely encased in his pets’ tight ass. He loved how tight his pet always was. He reached around to play with the silver hoops that now decorated his favorite slaves’ chest. He reveled in the moans and gasps of pleasure that came from his actions. Sakurai reached up and removed the gag from the black haired boys’ mouth, smirking at the pleas that fell from those ruby red lips.
“Please Master,” Harry cried as the rings where flicked roughly and pulled. “Please let me cum!”
The Master smirked at the desperation in his boys’ voice. “What are you?” he purred into the boys ears, thrusting into the tight heat that just begged to pounded hard and rough. Something Sakurai had no trouble with doing.
Harry whined low in his throat, he knew what his Master wanted. “I’m a little bitch,” he gasped as the thrust got harder and faster. “Masters little whore to do with as he pleases!” Harry tightened his passage as much as he could with every word as his Master continued to use him.
Sakurai smirked evilly and nodded to Sumiya who was still in the room. The other man smiled pleasantly at his Master and picked up his whip.
The first strikes caught the pleasure trapped youth by surprise. Harry screamed and clenched as he bucked against the onslaught of sensations that had overtaken his body. The Master groaned as the boys’ ass clenched around him even tighter. With a growl he pushed Harry to the floor, onto his hands and knees before taking him harder than before. The whipping stopped, Sumiya not wanting to hit his Master by mistake. Harry whined and fell, his shoulders hitting the floor as his Master pounded his ass.
“You’re my little slut; I can’t wait to see what Mr. Malfoy has in store for you.” Sakurai hissed as he came closer and closer to climax. “You know little whore, he has a fondness for snakes, how do you feel about having a living moving creature fucking your ass.” Sakurai grunted as he finally released the cock ring a silent order for the boy to cum, which he did gratefully, with a choked cry of ‘MASTER.’
Sakurai purred as he released inside the clenching channel. He loved it when his pet came with his cock buried deep inside him. The panting Master pulled out only to shove a black ribbed vibrator into the still open hole, keeping his cream deep within his little kitten.