Esclavitud *Now Complete*

Chapter 4 A Punishment and A Gift

Harry was happy that he had convinced Severus to get dressed for Ron and Hermione’s Friday visits. Severus had even looked at Harry for permission when Ron had invited him to play a game of chess. While Snape and Ron were playing Harry took the opportunity to speak with Hermione shield by a privacy charm.

“Hermione I don’t know what to do? I think I am over my head on this one. He can’t read? He can’t write? That seems so unbelievable. This is Snape we are talking about.”


“Harry we tried to warn you, but as always you would not listen. No one is going to think less of you if you take him back to St. Mungos and place him in the coma.”

“NO! Hermione that is not an option; I am not turning my back on him. You don’t understand we have made progress. He is not shaking all the time and he is eating and even going to the loo without having to ask me.”
“Without your permission, Harry, that’s just not possible.”

“Well, not exactly without my permission. He earns privileges, you see?”

“So, you are training him.”

“Hermione, come off it. It isn’t like that. I want him to achieve independence.”

“Harry, that is very dangerous. You can end up hurting him.”

“This is why I need to know everything I can about this curse. Hermione, please help me.”

“Harry there is very little written about this curse. Believe me I have looked everywhere. It says the same thing everywhere: he will crave your touch and your… um attentions, he needs to feed from your hands, he cannot lie to his master, he cannot read nor write; which I think is some kind of confundus element to the curse, he cannot obtain an erection…”

“He can’t?”

“No, Harry the slave can only feel pleasure through his master. In other words he will feel pleasure only when you feel it.”

“Wow, I had no idea. Is there anything else?”

“Well, yes the last component is that when a slave feels safe and cared for by his master he will be able to carry a child.”

“You mean he can’t carry a child. The curse will punish him for that?”

“No Harry when I say carry I mean as in gestation, pregnancy. The professor will be able to carry your child. So I am strongly recommending that you use anti-conception spells.”

“Snape would kill me if I got him pregnant”

“Harry you have to stop thinking of him as Professor Snape. He is a slave and as such he would love to give you a baby. It would really be an honor for him.”

“Yea, it might be now, but once he is cured he would surely do me in.”

“Harry you must know that is unlikely. The most you can hope for is a slave that feels content with his life and even that is unlikely.”

Harry didn’t want to hear that kind of talk. “Hermione there is something else. Well… you know how I have to feed Severus? Well… Hermione I really enjoy doing so. I know it sounds sick but I feel so intimate with him when I feed him.”

“Harry, have you and the professor had sex?”

“Yeah, from the first night,”

“And…?”

“And I have done it as painless and non invasive as possible. I don’t want him to feel uncomfortable,” explained Harry.

“Harry, how non invasive did you do this?”

“Hermione, can we not talk about this. Can we get back to the feeding issue?”

“Harry I think you feel intimate because in reality that seems to be the only time you are intimate with the Professor. It has nothing to do with the curse. To the best of my knowledge you don’t date.” Harry tried to keep a straight face. At the request of his lover; no one was to know about them. “I am sure that the intimacy is welcomed,” continued Hermione, “Honestly, Harry sometimes I do think you forget that you are not Super Wizard.” Hermione looked over at Ron and Snape “Don’t you think their game has lasted a long time?” asked Hermione looking over at Ron and Severus who were playing a game of wizard’s chess. Harry took down the privacy spell and approached the players when Ron announced “Check Mate”

Ron stretched his arm over the board to shake Severus’ hand. “Great game, Professor, I haven’t been challenged like that in ages.”

Harry looked at Severus with approval and Severus lowered his head so he would not show the sin of pride.
“Ron, it’s late; we really should be going.”

“Yeah, I know. Well, mate as always it was fun but my wife and my duties to her are calling.”Hermione smacked him across his chest. “Ron!”

“Oh, come on love, Harry knows you can’t keep your hands off me. Well, I am practically your sex slave.”

“Ron!” yelled Harry and Hermione in unison.

“Oh come off it. The professor knows I mean no harm.”

Severus kept his head bowed. Hermione walked up to Harry, pecked him on the lips and said her goodbyes. Ron turned to Severus, pecked him on the lips and said his goodbyes.

“Ron, stop that,” demanded Harry.

“Oi, why? You are always kissing my wife.”

“Ron, just get out of here,” admonished Harry reaching over to hug his best mate goodnight.
After they left Harry reached over to Severus and hugged him. “Are you all right? Did Ron make you uncomfortable?”

“Master Ronald treats me very kindly as does his wife. Master I really enjoyed playing with Master Ronald. I had no idea he was such and excellent player.”

“Severus, didn’t you hear how he got me through to the Sorcerer’s Stone with his excellent chess skills?”
“Yes, Master I did but in all honesty, Master I was not impress. Master Ronald played against magic not a wizard.”

“I guess it’s like playing against a computer.”

Severus looked at him quizzically. “Never mind,” said Harry not wishing to explain the concept to Snape when he heard the pop that alerted him of Kreacher’s presence. Kreacher cleared his throat and looked at Severus. Severus nodded and Kreacher popped away.

“What is it Severus?” asked Harry caressing Severus’ back in comfort.

“Master, I must be punished,” said the slave falling to his knees in front of his master.

“Severus, what are you on about?” said Harry crouching down next to Severus.

“I used the loo without your permission. I was working in the garden and drank too much of the water that Kreacher gives me. I did not have any privilege to use the loo. I could not keep it in, Master. I am so sorry Master.”

“It’s all right Severus. I forgive you, don’t worry about it.”

“Master, does not understand. Master must punish me. Please Master you are a kind Master. Do not let the curse punish me, please Master. I will not do it again.”

“Shh, Severus I am not going to let the curse punish you. Severus I have no idea what kind of punishment is called for.”

Severus took a deep breath and said in a low a meek voice, “When my old master wished to punish me he would usually hurt my hands; more specifically my fingers. He knew that as a Potions Master I valued my hands above all.”

Harry couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Severus, what would he do to your hands?”

“My master would hammer, burn, even cut off my fingers and then reattach them so he could have the pleasure of cutting them off again.” Harry could not believe everything Severus had gone through. Severus was truly a strong man to have survived three years of torture and still be sane.

“So no punishment that has to do with your hands.”

“Master may do as he wishes,” said Severus not lifting his eyes.

Harry picked up Severus’ face with a finger, “Do you really believe I would hurt you?”

Severus shook his head, “No Master, I know you to be a kind and caring master.”

Harry took a deep breath then sat on his favorite chair and summoned Severus over. Severus crawled over to Harry. “Severus I am going to spank you. Five swats and then everything will be fine. Is this understood?”

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master. Shall I count, Master?”

“What? No!” Harry noticed how Severus was cringing at Harry’s loud voice “Severus, I need for you to understand that I do not like the idea of punishing you. I want to see you content and this is not the way but until we can find a way to cure you from this curse I am going to have to learn to deal with it. Are you ready? I really want this done with.”

Severus lay over Harry’s lap and his master did short work of the punishment. As soon as the last swat was delivered Harry straighten him out on his lap and hugged him. “It’s over. Are you all right?”

“Yes, Master, thank you Master.”

“Severus, I want you to go upstairs to our bedroom and I want you to sleep on the bed. Severus you must sleep on the bed I don’t want the bed to be cold when I go upstairs. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master, I will keep the bed warm for you,” Snape said and then he pressed his lips so as not to say what he needed or wanted to say.

“Severus, what is it? Can you do what I asked or will the curse not allow you to do so?”

“Yes, Master I will do as you have asked, but I was wondering if… Will Master use me tonight?”

“Severus, if you don’t want me to; I won’t. I do it because I know the curse demands it. But if you ….”

“Master, I want it. Master I more than want it; I need it. I need to know that you have truly forgiven this slave.”

Harry mold this over. This was the second time tonight that Severus had opened up to Harry. Severus needed it and even better he felt comfortable enough to ask for what he needed. Harry was not going to make him wait. He had to go down to his lab to work on something and he did not know how long it would take him.

“Severus, get up, now take off your clothes,” Harry felt his pants tighten. He was going to apply the cure with the lights on. The fire was both a floo and a warming element in the house. He could not put it out. “Good Severus, now kneel in front of the sofa.” Severus crawled to the sofa. Harry walked over and was standing right behind him. “Good, now bend your upper body over the seat. That’s it, very good.” Harry knelt behind him and undid his pant. He rubbed his face in Severus’ neck hoping he wasn’t too invasive, but the little sound that escaped Snape’s throat said that he wasn’t. Harry cast the cleansing and lubricating spell and just like the spanking did short work of taking Severus. When he was done he slipped out and redid his pants.

“Remember, Severus you promised to wait for me on the bed,” he spoke into Severus’ ear.

“Yes, Master.” Severus started to crawl toward the steps. Harry was about to ask Severus to walk when he spotted his cum dripping down Severus’ thigh. He knew he should tell Severus… No, order Severus to walk but he just could not bring himself to do so. The view mesmerized him. Severus Snape was his. He could not wrap his mind around it. He should not wrap his mind around it. The thought was so wrong but yet so overpowering.

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Two hours later Harry join Severus in their bed “Are you awake?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Severus, I have something for you, sit so I can put it on you.” Severus sat up and Harry gave him a leather cord with a stone dangling from it. “You pleased me so much Severus. Down there, well it was brilliant, all of it. So I want you to have this. Hold it in your fist and think of either wanting to go to the loo or drinking some water but don’t tell me what you are thinking about. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master” and Severus closed his eyes holding the stone in his fist when he open his eyes Harry was holing out a glass of water. Severus looked at him with a puzzled look.

“The stone will let me know what you need and if I grant permission, well look at the stone.” To Severus’ surprise the black stone turned green. “When it is green and only when it is green you will have my consent. Is this clear?”

“Yes, Master, thank you, Master.”

“Oh and by the way, I am very pleased that you kept the bed warm, thanks. Now let’s get some sleep.”


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