Punishment and Play
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
27,566
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Four: A Son’s POV
Title:Punishment and Play
Status 4/11
Author: cathankitten
Email: cathanthekitten@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: NC-17
Pairings:Dad/son Dad/son/professor ???/???
Spoilers: none
Warnings: ped | inc | anal | oral | rim | cd | nc | death
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, No money is being made and no copyright or trademarkinfringement is intended.:
Beta: Hyperbole
Notes: I wrote this fic for an incest fic challenge, and an anonymous character challenge. This means that none of the characters will be named, so you will have to just guess who they are suppose to be. I also didn\'t give the age of the son, so you will just have to use your imagination.
I do not personally condone incest with children or any sexual relationships between underage children and any adults. Now consensual incest between adults in another story. I say go at it.
Each chapter will be from one of the characters view points. Some chapters will be alot longer then the others.
Chapter Four: A Son’s POV
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Hurt, cold, angry, scared, numb, confused, and ashamed this is how I feel now. Mummy has just left the room after she raped me. My Mummy raped me. No it was Mother, she\'s not a mummy anymore she\'s evil, and I hate her. I really wish she would die. Yes she should die, and go away. I don\'t love her anymore she doesn\'t love me. I had to do it, I had to, she said she would have daddy taken away from me.
Daddy loves me he never ever hurts me like this. I can\'t tell him though promised him I wouldn\'t let anyone touch me like that again. He was so disappointed when I told him about what happened at school this year. I can\'t tell him he wouldn\'t love me anymore, and she would find a way to send him away. I know she would she said so.
My body aches, and I feel so dirty, dirty and sore. I can feel her on me, smell her on me too. It\'s horrible. I scratch my skin, scr and and scratch as I lay here crying. It hurts so much but I need a bath, need to wash away this feeling, scrub it off me.
She doesn\'t love me, she doesn\'t. Just use me she did and I don\'t know why. Things like this aren\'t suppose to happen patents aren\'t suppose to hurt their children, or make them do things like this. Daddy never made me do anything I didn\'t want too. We make love with each other, and bond. That wasn\'t either. She just raped me didn\'t care if I felt good or not. I must bathe now.
I can\'t get the pictures out of my mind what she did to me. How she made me touch her, and how she rubbed me. I hate how she told me I was good when she was hurting me, and that she would hurt Daddy if I didn\'t do what she wanted. How could she do that to me, to daddy, to us. I never want to see her again. She will be here though, and I will have to be nice or she will send Daddy away.
Slowly I get off my bed the place where she hurt me. My legs are shaking, and my tummy hurts so much. I need to throw up, it\'s taking forever to get to the bath. I wish Daddy was here I need my daddy. No he can\'t see me like this. It would crush him, must do it myself. I 't n't need anyone seeing me like this. I am disgusting. He will smell her on me, and hate me. It\'s my fault really I must have done something to make her.
I am finally in the bathroom I lean over and turn on the water. It\'s loud, so loud, and the tub is filling fast. Must throw up first, I have to. I lean over the toilet and start. I hurts, my throat burns, and I lay my head on the seat. Just a few minutes though I must wash, must scrub her off of me.
I walk slowly back to the tub, and climb in. The water is hot and hurts. It\'s ok though I need it hot so that all this will go away. I need to be clean. People will know what happened if I am not. I feel so dirty though don\'t know how I am going to get this off of me. It feels like it\'s inside me too.
Steam raises off my body, and the water of the tub. I take a bath brush and scrub my right arm. I scrub it tell it\'s raw. It hurt, but I don\'t care I need to get this off of me. I scrub tell it bleeds. Then I scrub the other arm. I don\'t feel cleaner. Why don\'t I feel cleaner?
I scrub my chest, and my stomach, move down and scrub everything. My skin his raw now and looks awful, but I 't f't feel any cleaner. I can still fell her on me. This isn\'t working, it\'s not. I don\'t know what I am going to do. Maybe if I shower it will wash down the drain, maybe it\'s because I am in the water and it keeps coming back to me. I don\'t want it to come back.
Itts tts to move, but I do. Stand up and stare down at the water which is pink from my blood. I step out of the tub and go to the small shower which is in my bathroom. It\'s very clean and very white. Don\'t like taking showers, but maybe this will help me.
The water is hot, and hits my body like a thousand needles. I shudder from the pain and slip down to my knees letting it wash over me. It hurt more now then ever but I can\'t move. I can\'t do anything by stay here and cry. Nothing is going to make me clean again I realize.
I can\'t let Daddy touch me anymore either. I am no good anymore. No one will want me anymore. They will look at me and know. They will sense it. Daddy will be heart broken if I don\'t let him touch me though. I don\'t know what I will do. I need to talk to someone. No one will help me though. If I say something Daddy will be gone.
The water runs ice cold now, and I am no cleaner, it\'s no hope. I must get back to soo soon. Daddy will come check on me soon. He can\'t find me in here like this.
I reach up and turn off the water. It\'s too difficult to walk now so I crawl towards the door. When I pass the mirror I look at myself. I am a monster, Daddy will surely notice me like this. Good thing I can cast a concealing spell. We aren\'t supposed to do magic outside of school, but there is a shield here in my room so it will go undetected. Ne wie will know that I am doing this.
I wish it could conceal my feelings though, and make this go away. I know it won\'t though. It won\'t ever go away I bet.
Slowly I make it to my dresser, and get my wand. It takes me a bit, but I do and cast the concealing spell. Then I cast a spell to clean up the blood on the floor, one to clean up the roomroom, and another to clean off the bed. Then I crawl back over, and climb in. I still hurt.
I must sleep now, Daddy will come soon, and must act like nothing has happened. Things are never going to be the same for me again. If she tries this again I think I will kill her myself. No then I would get sent away. I am so tried I am going to sleep...
tbc
Status 4/11
Author: cathankitten
Email: cathanthekitten@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: NC-17
Pairings:Dad/son Dad/son/professor ???/???
Spoilers: none
Warnings: ped | inc | anal | oral | rim | cd | nc | death
Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, No money is being made and no copyright or trademarkinfringement is intended.:
Beta: Hyperbole
Notes: I wrote this fic for an incest fic challenge, and an anonymous character challenge. This means that none of the characters will be named, so you will have to just guess who they are suppose to be. I also didn\'t give the age of the son, so you will just have to use your imagination.
I do not personally condone incest with children or any sexual relationships between underage children and any adults. Now consensual incest between adults in another story. I say go at it.
Each chapter will be from one of the characters view points. Some chapters will be alot longer then the others.
Chapter Four: A Son’s POV
+++++++++++++++++
Hurt, cold, angry, scared, numb, confused, and ashamed this is how I feel now. Mummy has just left the room after she raped me. My Mummy raped me. No it was Mother, she\'s not a mummy anymore she\'s evil, and I hate her. I really wish she would die. Yes she should die, and go away. I don\'t love her anymore she doesn\'t love me. I had to do it, I had to, she said she would have daddy taken away from me.
Daddy loves me he never ever hurts me like this. I can\'t tell him though promised him I wouldn\'t let anyone touch me like that again. He was so disappointed when I told him about what happened at school this year. I can\'t tell him he wouldn\'t love me anymore, and she would find a way to send him away. I know she would she said so.
My body aches, and I feel so dirty, dirty and sore. I can feel her on me, smell her on me too. It\'s horrible. I scratch my skin, scr and and scratch as I lay here crying. It hurts so much but I need a bath, need to wash away this feeling, scrub it off me.
She doesn\'t love me, she doesn\'t. Just use me she did and I don\'t know why. Things like this aren\'t suppose to happen patents aren\'t suppose to hurt their children, or make them do things like this. Daddy never made me do anything I didn\'t want too. We make love with each other, and bond. That wasn\'t either. She just raped me didn\'t care if I felt good or not. I must bathe now.
I can\'t get the pictures out of my mind what she did to me. How she made me touch her, and how she rubbed me. I hate how she told me I was good when she was hurting me, and that she would hurt Daddy if I didn\'t do what she wanted. How could she do that to me, to daddy, to us. I never want to see her again. She will be here though, and I will have to be nice or she will send Daddy away.
Slowly I get off my bed the place where she hurt me. My legs are shaking, and my tummy hurts so much. I need to throw up, it\'s taking forever to get to the bath. I wish Daddy was here I need my daddy. No he can\'t see me like this. It would crush him, must do it myself. I 't n't need anyone seeing me like this. I am disgusting. He will smell her on me, and hate me. It\'s my fault really I must have done something to make her.
I am finally in the bathroom I lean over and turn on the water. It\'s loud, so loud, and the tub is filling fast. Must throw up first, I have to. I lean over the toilet and start. I hurts, my throat burns, and I lay my head on the seat. Just a few minutes though I must wash, must scrub her off of me.
I walk slowly back to the tub, and climb in. The water is hot and hurts. It\'s ok though I need it hot so that all this will go away. I need to be clean. People will know what happened if I am not. I feel so dirty though don\'t know how I am going to get this off of me. It feels like it\'s inside me too.
Steam raises off my body, and the water of the tub. I take a bath brush and scrub my right arm. I scrub it tell it\'s raw. It hurt, but I don\'t care I need to get this off of me. I scrub tell it bleeds. Then I scrub the other arm. I don\'t feel cleaner. Why don\'t I feel cleaner?
I scrub my chest, and my stomach, move down and scrub everything. My skin his raw now and looks awful, but I 't f't feel any cleaner. I can still fell her on me. This isn\'t working, it\'s not. I don\'t know what I am going to do. Maybe if I shower it will wash down the drain, maybe it\'s because I am in the water and it keeps coming back to me. I don\'t want it to come back.
Itts tts to move, but I do. Stand up and stare down at the water which is pink from my blood. I step out of the tub and go to the small shower which is in my bathroom. It\'s very clean and very white. Don\'t like taking showers, but maybe this will help me.
The water is hot, and hits my body like a thousand needles. I shudder from the pain and slip down to my knees letting it wash over me. It hurt more now then ever but I can\'t move. I can\'t do anything by stay here and cry. Nothing is going to make me clean again I realize.
I can\'t let Daddy touch me anymore either. I am no good anymore. No one will want me anymore. They will look at me and know. They will sense it. Daddy will be heart broken if I don\'t let him touch me though. I don\'t know what I will do. I need to talk to someone. No one will help me though. If I say something Daddy will be gone.
The water runs ice cold now, and I am no cleaner, it\'s no hope. I must get back to soo soon. Daddy will come check on me soon. He can\'t find me in here like this.
I reach up and turn off the water. It\'s too difficult to walk now so I crawl towards the door. When I pass the mirror I look at myself. I am a monster, Daddy will surely notice me like this. Good thing I can cast a concealing spell. We aren\'t supposed to do magic outside of school, but there is a shield here in my room so it will go undetected. Ne wie will know that I am doing this.
I wish it could conceal my feelings though, and make this go away. I know it won\'t though. It won\'t ever go away I bet.
Slowly I make it to my dresser, and get my wand. It takes me a bit, but I do and cast the concealing spell. Then I cast a spell to clean up the blood on the floor, one to clean up the roomroom, and another to clean off the bed. Then I crawl back over, and climb in. I still hurt.
I must sleep now, Daddy will come soon, and must act like nothing has happened. Things are never going to be the same for me again. If she tries this again I think I will kill her myself. No then I would get sent away. I am so tried I am going to sleep...
tbc