Emerald and Sapphire
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HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters › Het - Male/Female
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HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
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8,316
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Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
1
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To be a Pet
Emerald & Sapphire
To be a Pet
By SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
He glanced up at the clock and then quickly went back to work on his assignment. He preferred to be in a classroom over out in the halls of the scholl or in gym.
Harry James Potter, a geeky 15 year old high school freshman, enjoyed the classroom. There, he wasn't made fun of by other students or told that he was useless and a burden like his aunt and uncle constantly reminded him.
Of course, there was another reason why he liked classes, especially this particular class he was in. It was because of who was teaching the American Literature class that gave him so much enjoyment..
Caley Black scared even the largest football player. However, the sight of her made Harry swoon. He was constantly teased as being the pet of an Amazonian like teacher, but he didn't care.
He sighed as the bell rang. He gathered his things and was about to head on but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned to see that Ms. Black was standing there. She squeezed his shoulder and walked on by. He caught the message, she wanted him to stay and a small smile crossed his face.
If he were truly a pet, he was getting benefits that no other teacher's pet was afforded. He sat back down and waited. Once the rest of the class had left, she dimmed the lights and locked the door. Harry heard the sound of the wheels of her chair rolling across the tialed floor. He contained his excitement for what he knew was to come. To his delight, her black nylon clad feet were soon on his desktop.
Instantly, his hands were on her feet, his eyes getting a faraway look in them. It wasn't that the female foot was the only thing that turned him on; it was the one thing that seemed to bring him to a special level of pleasure and arousal.
She smirked, loving his foot massage. She had been curious about why ever since he had started in her class that instead of being intimidated, he was attracted to her, very attracted to her. She had found it adorable, but she wasn't going to do anything about it until she had found out about his home life, the way his uncle treated him and how they fed their obese son everything and Harry nothing.
At first, she just played the role of the motherly teacher to him. However, the more time she spent with the green eyed freshman, the more she wanted to take him away from everything and train him to be her perfect lover. Of course, that sort of a plan was up Hermione's alley of getting someone into bed.
Her grin widened as she felt him rubbing his face into her feet. She knew that if she had pulled those nylons off that his mouth would be worshiping her feet. She had hated having such large feet, but Harry made her feel better about it, as well as aroused.
As Harry played with her feet, Caley got a little wet in her black knickers thinking about her feet rubbing his cock. She decided to settle this little problem by moving aside her knickers and placed a finger in her moist womanhood, moaning as she wanted him to fuck her.
Harry also felt aroused when he heard the moaning from his teacher and thought that it was hot that he was making her this horny just by rubbing her feet and started to rub her legs up to her thighs.
She noticed this immediately and wanted to scold him. She hadn't told him to do that. He needed to not do something unless he was told. The other side wished for more of his deeds. She wanted Harry to lick her wanting cunt, but that will have to wait. For now, she was satisfied with just her fingers in her cunt and Harry’s hands at her thighs.
She received intense pleasure from Harry’s actions. So intense that in ten minute’s time, she underwent a massive orgasm that was incomparable at the time. She went from a foot fetish to a full blown orgasm in less than an hour.
She scowled, hearing a knock on the door, which woke her from her high. Quickly fixing her clothes, she went over to the door and spoke to the intruder. Five minutes pass before she returned, scowling.
"Grades for this quarter need to be turned in so I've got to work," she said and kissed him. He gave her a puppy dog face and she chuckled. "I'll have you soon," she promised and reluctantly, he left the classroom and headed for his prison that was his home.
She sighed. She was probably the only person that showed him any sort of affection what so ever.
As she graded her papers, her pussy demanded that she finish the job on it that she had started. While still grading with her right hand, her left disappeared under her desk and in between her legs.
She grunted as she violently shoved two fingers into her cunt. She slowly drew them out and then thrust them back into to her wet, burning sex. She kept her thumb off her clit, knowing if she were to touch that bundle of nerves, the experience would be over. However, knowing that someone could knock on that door at any time, she pressed her thumb hard up against her clit and she gasped Harry's name as she felt the edge of orgasm approaching.
Eventually, her toes curled and she felt her pussy contract around the fingers that were buried inside of her body. For about a minute, she was hunched over her desk, breathing hard as orgasm racked her body.
She brought her hand out from under her desk and licked her fingers clean, wishing that she was feeding them to Harry. Shaking herself from anymore thoughts of her favorite student, she got back to work.
To be a Pet
By SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
He glanced up at the clock and then quickly went back to work on his assignment. He preferred to be in a classroom over out in the halls of the scholl or in gym.
Harry James Potter, a geeky 15 year old high school freshman, enjoyed the classroom. There, he wasn't made fun of by other students or told that he was useless and a burden like his aunt and uncle constantly reminded him.
Of course, there was another reason why he liked classes, especially this particular class he was in. It was because of who was teaching the American Literature class that gave him so much enjoyment..
Caley Black scared even the largest football player. However, the sight of her made Harry swoon. He was constantly teased as being the pet of an Amazonian like teacher, but he didn't care.
He sighed as the bell rang. He gathered his things and was about to head on but a hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned to see that Ms. Black was standing there. She squeezed his shoulder and walked on by. He caught the message, she wanted him to stay and a small smile crossed his face.
If he were truly a pet, he was getting benefits that no other teacher's pet was afforded. He sat back down and waited. Once the rest of the class had left, she dimmed the lights and locked the door. Harry heard the sound of the wheels of her chair rolling across the tialed floor. He contained his excitement for what he knew was to come. To his delight, her black nylon clad feet were soon on his desktop.
Instantly, his hands were on her feet, his eyes getting a faraway look in them. It wasn't that the female foot was the only thing that turned him on; it was the one thing that seemed to bring him to a special level of pleasure and arousal.
She smirked, loving his foot massage. She had been curious about why ever since he had started in her class that instead of being intimidated, he was attracted to her, very attracted to her. She had found it adorable, but she wasn't going to do anything about it until she had found out about his home life, the way his uncle treated him and how they fed their obese son everything and Harry nothing.
At first, she just played the role of the motherly teacher to him. However, the more time she spent with the green eyed freshman, the more she wanted to take him away from everything and train him to be her perfect lover. Of course, that sort of a plan was up Hermione's alley of getting someone into bed.
Her grin widened as she felt him rubbing his face into her feet. She knew that if she had pulled those nylons off that his mouth would be worshiping her feet. She had hated having such large feet, but Harry made her feel better about it, as well as aroused.
As Harry played with her feet, Caley got a little wet in her black knickers thinking about her feet rubbing his cock. She decided to settle this little problem by moving aside her knickers and placed a finger in her moist womanhood, moaning as she wanted him to fuck her.
Harry also felt aroused when he heard the moaning from his teacher and thought that it was hot that he was making her this horny just by rubbing her feet and started to rub her legs up to her thighs.
She noticed this immediately and wanted to scold him. She hadn't told him to do that. He needed to not do something unless he was told. The other side wished for more of his deeds. She wanted Harry to lick her wanting cunt, but that will have to wait. For now, she was satisfied with just her fingers in her cunt and Harry’s hands at her thighs.
She received intense pleasure from Harry’s actions. So intense that in ten minute’s time, she underwent a massive orgasm that was incomparable at the time. She went from a foot fetish to a full blown orgasm in less than an hour.
She scowled, hearing a knock on the door, which woke her from her high. Quickly fixing her clothes, she went over to the door and spoke to the intruder. Five minutes pass before she returned, scowling.
"Grades for this quarter need to be turned in so I've got to work," she said and kissed him. He gave her a puppy dog face and she chuckled. "I'll have you soon," she promised and reluctantly, he left the classroom and headed for his prison that was his home.
She sighed. She was probably the only person that showed him any sort of affection what so ever.
As she graded her papers, her pussy demanded that she finish the job on it that she had started. While still grading with her right hand, her left disappeared under her desk and in between her legs.
She grunted as she violently shoved two fingers into her cunt. She slowly drew them out and then thrust them back into to her wet, burning sex. She kept her thumb off her clit, knowing if she were to touch that bundle of nerves, the experience would be over. However, knowing that someone could knock on that door at any time, she pressed her thumb hard up against her clit and she gasped Harry's name as she felt the edge of orgasm approaching.
Eventually, her toes curled and she felt her pussy contract around the fingers that were buried inside of her body. For about a minute, she was hunched over her desk, breathing hard as orgasm racked her body.
She brought her hand out from under her desk and licked her fingers clean, wishing that she was feeding them to Harry. Shaking herself from anymore thoughts of her favorite student, she got back to work.