A Slave to a Slave

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Sabaku_no_Sable : Voldy’s ass will eventually get kicked, until then, expect more weirdness from Lucius.
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Chapter 3: Experiencing New Delights

After Harry had left the room, Severus rose to his feet and walked over to one of the numerous glass front cabinets lining one wall of the room. He opened the door, reaching in and grabbing a squat clear jar filled with a green jelly-like substance. Closing the door and returning to his chair, his eyes met Lucius’.

“We leave tomorrow at dawn.”

Lucius nodded. “Agreed, Severus.” He pulled his fingers out of Draco’s ass and pushed the plug back in. He then patted his son’s ass and told him to sit up. Draco complied quickly, wrapping his arms around his father’s neck. “What do you think, my son? Would a trip abroad suit you?”

A grin split Draco’s face. “Can we bring Blaise?”

Lucius caressed his son’s back, using it as a distraction while he thought it over. “I suppose another slave would be nice to have...”

“You may not bring your entire household with you Lucius. Only those you deem worthy and necessary of escape from this ‘Utopia’. We cannot arouse suspicion.”

Lucius chuckled; this time the laugh was deeper, darker. “There are so few worthy ones in my household. Have you noticed that Narcissa is now competing with Bellatrix for a regular spot on our Lord’s list of courtiers?”

“I am truly sorry to hear that, Lucius. Is it safe to assume, then, that there will only be the five of us on our journey?”

Lucius nodded and opened his mouth to respond, but Harry returned to kneel at Severus’ feet.

Severus patted his lap. “Over my knees, boy, ass in the air.” Harry complied quickly. “Anything I should know about? If there are open wounds in you, this potion will hurt.”

“No, Master. No blood or anything.”

With that declaration, Severus opened the jar, coated his fingers in the green gel, and pushed two into Harry’s anus.

“It has been a long time, my friend, since I have seen you touch someone else in such an intimate manner.”

“Indeed, Lucius. I prefer my lovers to want me and not my power. A slave is perfect for bastard’s like me; he can’t leave me, and he can’t betray me or use me.” Severus removed his fingers, returning quickly with more gel on his fingers, three this time.

“What exactly are you using on the boy?”

“A potion of my own invention. It will enhance nerve growth, increasing sensitivity.” Severus reached down with his free hand and grabbed the hair on the back of Harry’s head, pulling him up far enough to lean down and whisper in his ear. “When I finally take you, you will be overwhelmed. You will have more nerves to feel every sensation of my cock splitting open your tight, virgin ass.”

Harry groaned, partially from the statement and partially from Snape’s fingers pressing firmly against his prostate. Snape dropped Harry’s head and sat up straight once more.

Watching the sight, Draco wiggled a bit, trying to force the plug to rub against his prostate. In the process his upper thigh rubbed against Lucius’ hardened cock. Draco looked into his father’s eyes, his own wide and begging. In silent understanding, Lucius pushed Draco to floor between his knees. Draco unbuttoned his father’s trousers, watching as his long, narrow cock sprung free. Draco licked his lips, leaned forward, and swallowed his father’s cock whole. Lucius bucked up into his son’s mouth, feeling Draco’s throat muscles constrict around the tip of his cock.

Severus shifted Harry so he was sitting in his lap with his Master’s long fingers still working in and out of his ass. “Do you see them, Harry? Draco can swallow around a cock like that for a full minute without gagging, needing to breathe, or pass out. No one has ever sucked my cock as expertly as he has. Are you skills as good? Can you take me that deep? See how his throat muscles are working the head of his Master’s cock? One day you will do that to me. You will kneel before me and swallow me whole, holding me in your throat, your muscles trying to swallow me down, and not breathing, just existing, at the mercy of my will. A man could kill you if he left his cock in your throat too long. You will feel like you are going to die, but you will take it because it makes me happy. You’ll take it because you know that your reward will be my cum filling your belly.”

Snape moved his fingers in Harry’s channel to firmly press against his prostate, not letting up. Harry began to shiver, the pleasure coursing through him unlike anything he had ever felt. His cock began to harden, and he stared down at it like it was a foreign object.

Lucius laughed. “Severus, I think that you slave is a complete neophyte in the arts of pleasure. His face as he watched his cock harden was priceless, like he was watching a snake being charmed by its Master.”

Severus chuckled as well, his laughter rumbling against Harry, the vibrations traveling to the fingers inside of him. Harry moaned and began to wiggle, unsure if he wanted the pleasure to continue or to stop altogether. When his Master had been fingering him earlier, before the bathing of his insides, his Master’s fingers had brushed against this magic spot, and he’d felt it then too, but it had been fleeting. This constant pleasure was nearly unbearable. He had never felt anything so amazing and feared it would be over too soon. Was it better to beg for his Master to continue and for him to experience all the pleasure that magic spot seemed to promise? Or should he beg his Master to stop, so he would never know what he would be living without after this moment?

“Master... please...” Harry gasped out, unsure of what exactly he was begging for.

“Have you ever orgasmed, little one?”

“No...”

Severus spread Harry’s thighs with his free hand and pinched the soft skin between. “What are you supposed to end all of your sentences with?”

Harry squeaked at being pinched, jumping slightly, causing his Master’s fingers to shift slightly off his prostate. He could almost think again. “Ma... Master...” Harry was breathing heavily, nearly overwhelmed by these new sensations.

“Good slave.” Severus pulled his fingers from his slave, reaching for more of the green gel. Harry groaned in disappointment. He had never felt so empty. “Ssh, little one. I’m coming back.” He pushed his three gel covered fingers back into the lithe body on his lap. Harry shuddered in pleasure as they immediately sought out his prostate. “Now to return to my question, you have never had an orgasm? You have never cum before?”

“No, Master.” Harry began squirming as Severus began to gently rake his nails over the boy’s prostate.

“Sit still!” Harry froze. “Good boy. Now, would you like to experience one?”

“That depends, Master.”

“On...?”

“I’m scared I will like it, Master.”

“The point of sex, Harry, outside of reproduction, is to enjoy yourself. Orgasm is the pinnacle of physical pleasure. Do you not want to experience such ecstasy?”

Harry shook his head violently, unable to verbally express his distress.

“Why ever not Harry?”

“The harem masters always took away the things we liked. Pleasure is not for slave boys. Pleasure is only reserved for the Master. Anything pleasurable is to be removed, Master.”

“Oh Harry.” Severus wrapped his free arm around his slave, pulling him close to his chest, whispering to his slave, letting his warm breath caress Harry’s ear, causing the boy to tremble. “You have so much to learn, and I cannot wait to teach it to you. Watch Lucius as he cums. See the bliss on his face, and when he is done, he’ll pull Draco into his lap and bring him to orgasm. You two beautiful boys can watch each other experience orgasm. And don’t worry, Harry. It will be the first of many you shall experience. Don’t be afraid to let go, but only do so when I tell you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master.” Harry’s voice was breathy, his eyes focused on the blond head bobbing between the other master’s legs.

Hearing those words and knowing the part he was to play, Draco began to suck his father’s cock more vigorously, humming, and lifted a hand to sneak inside his father’s trousers and cup his balls. Lucius groaned and buried the fingers of both his hands in Draco’s hair.

“Harder, son. Almost there, almost...” Lucius gasped and bucked up into Draco’s mouth, his face contorting in pleasure. Harry’s eyes widened, watching as Draco pulled back, cleaning his father’s cock with his tongue, swallowing all of his cum, and licking his lips.

“In my lap, Draco. Face Severus’ slave.” Draco obeyed, and Lucius wrapped his hand around his son’s cock, so much like his own, only smaller. Draco gasped and tossed his head back to rest on his father’s shoulder. Lucius attached his mouth to his son’s neck, using teeth to leave a dark purple bruise.

“Are you watching, Harry? Do you see how good it feels?” Severus began to pump his fingers more forcefully in and out of Harry. “Do you want to experience that, Harry? Do you want to know the mind-numbing pleasure of orgasm?”

“Yes... Yes, Master... please! Teach me!” Harry began to subconsciously raise and lower his hips on his Master’s fingers, increasing his pleasure.

Severus met Lucius’ eyes across the body’s of their slaves. With a knowing smirk on each face, they whispered “Cum” into the ear of their submissive.

Draco’s mouth opened in a silent scream, his cum shooting up and covering his father’s hand which had moved to catch it all. He placed his hand in front of Draco’s mouth, and he promptly cleaned his cum from his father’s hand before slouching back against Lucius’ chest and closing his storm cloud colored eyes.

Harry’s orgasm was not as silent. Harry’s eyes widened. He tossed his head back to rest on Severus’ shoulder. His whole body froze in a moment of the most pleasurable agony he had ever felt. He screamed. His cum spurted from his cock, dripping down over his balls and creating a sticky mess on Severus’ trousers. He passed out with his Master’s fingers still rubbing against his prostate.

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