Force

The next few chapters will contain graphic violence, slight blood play, non-consensual sex, sex with minors, character death ( not Harry ;] ), insest, extreme D/s, cross dressing, and torture. If any of these things will upset you, I suggest you stop reading this story. This story is the product of my evil little muses and do not suggest anything about me or any of the characters. Under no circumstances do I condone anything illegal, non-consensual, or any sex with minors. If you want to see what happens to Harry or his friends and you don\'t mind reading about the things stated in this warning; I would love to hear your reactions and I encourage you to keep reading! I love hearing the opinions of those who read my stories! PLEASE feed the author. Now on with the story!



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I stiffened as his wand suddenly entered my relaxed hole. No matter what I did, my body would not resist this intrusion. The feeling of a cleaning spell swept through my body and then a spell that was alien to me squirted something cold and gooey inside of me, the liquid-like substance seemed to coat my inner walls. I squirmed against the cushion a little bit whimpering as he removed the wand and replaced it with a finger. That long thin digit slipped all the way inside of me then twisted before another one entered. Slowly a third was worked in as well as he stretched me.



“From now on, Harry, you’re going to be a cock whore. You will beg to get fucked in your tight little boy-pussy, even though it repulses you deep down.”



Tears streamed down my cheeks onto the cushion as I tried my hardest to remain silent, and then he touched it. Sparks shot through every inch of my body as he pressed against that spot inside of me. I jumped unable to keep a moan from rushing out of my mouth. He touched that spot again smiling sinisterly. I yelped and jumped up as electric sparks of pleasure ran through me. Those fingers rubbed against my special spot harder and faster pressing into it rather hard. I began to pant and my pulse quickened, my body was pressed to the edge so ready to cum; however, I knew how much that would please him. The last thing I wanted was to show him how much I was enjoying his hands on me. My legs began to quiver and my nails dug into my ankles. I wanted to cum but what I thought was my pride wouldn’t let me.



“Beg me to cum, slave.”



I whimpered gently whispering out my plea to release, but all that got me was a rather harsh smack to my sore bottom. He moaned lowly as his fingers slid out of my passage.



“Beg me to fuck you in your little boy-pussy like the bitch you are.”



A broken sob came from my dry mouth, I felt disgusted, but some part of me wanted this so very badly. My legs instantly spread wider so ready for him to enter me.



“Please, Master. Please stick your hard cock in my tight little boy-pussy! I need you to treat me like your little bitch, Master. Fuck me!”



He stood hovering over me smiling a sadistic smile before using his hand to position the huge head of his penis against my nervous hole. I closed my eyes so tightly making me whimper a little bit but it was more pleasurable than I thought possible. He pushed into me very slowly leaning down to press his lips into mine. Our lips locked in a deep, passionate kiss as inch by inch he pushed into my virgin hole. At first it hurt, but because I was forced to relax it went smoother than I expected. I felt completely full when he was a little more than halfway into me, but it kept coming. He seemed to have an endless cock. I squirmed uncomfortably as more and more of him entered me. It felt as if he was entering my intestines with his thickness, but it kept coming. Finally, it stopped. I felt his balls hit my sensitive ass, and I knew that was it. We both lay there panting as the kiss broke. He rested his head against my shoulder as his hands rested on either side of my head. And then he straightened hiss arms pushing his body up until he hovered over me.



“You feel so amazing, Harry.”



His voice held something I didn’t expect, he sounded alluring and irresistible. I winced as he removed his cock up to the head before pushing back into me. The stretching was painful, but it also felt so good. It almost felt as if he was making love to me instead of fucking me. After a few minutes of slow, steady and gentle fucking he began to pick up the pace. He began to moan loudly as he began to pound into me harder and harder. Girlish squeaks began to come from my mouth as he moved his position a little bit pressing against my prostate with every thrust. He growled at me in the most domineering way I had ever heard. The thrusts got harder as he battered my hole. I bit my lip solidly as my whimpering picked up. His nails suddenly dug into my shoulders as he pumped and grunted.



“I’m going to shoot in your little boy-pussy, my slut.”



The sound that his mouth emitted was a cross between a groan, a moan and a scream while he suddenly stopped his thrusts. His hips remained still while he was shooting long streams of semen into my gut. He thrust into me one more time then slipped out of my hole. I gasped for air to fuel my sobs as he cast a cleaning spell on his cock; I could feel his seed drip from me. Every inch of my body felt dirty, but I was still unable to move with his commands still in place. He caught his breath quickly and stood up tucking himself back into his clothing. Smiling he looked down at me chuckling a bit when he noticed my little dick twitch. My need had been pushed out of my mind, but I was still hard dripping precum along my own stomach. I felt sick to my stomach as I watched my cock pulse. He pressed his finger into my cock scooping up some of the fluid that leaked from my cock. He smeared it over my lips as he watched my face.



“Lick it all up.”



I had no choice but to taste my own juices as my tongue jutted out and licked my lips. He patted the outside of my thigh and spread my ass open with his hands. He watched my hole wink at him as the puddle of him cum on the floor grew. A harsh spank landed on my ass and he grabbed an empty fire whiskey bottle from the table nearby. He placed the top of the bottle at my already aching asshole pushing it in slowly. Laughing he pressed it into me until only an inch was not inside of me.



“Stay, slut, and don’t you dare touch that bottle.”



He walked over to a table that had appeared only minutes ago sifting through its contents. Apparently he found what he was looking for and turned back to me. What he had in his hands seemed to be a leather pair of underwear with a large hole in the fabric surrounded by a metal ring. He approached me ordering my hands down to the bed so he could slide the underwear over my legs. My still warm bottom ached as the leather slid over it. He pushed my hard cock through the hole, the metal ring magically clamping around the base of my cock. I hadn’t realized before but there was also a hole that my balls slid through easily. He ordered me to place my legs together and pull them up to my chest so he could work on my balls. He strapped the rest of the underwear in place locking it with his wand in at least 4 different places; I knew there was no way I was going to get out of this. I moved into the position he requested whimpering gently as he touched my full balls. My ass wiggled against the bed cautiously as he caressed my very heavy sack.