A Slave to a Slave

To my wonderful reviewers:

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AN1: My latin is pathetic. I’m lucky to read bits of it, and I definitely can’t write it. However, I am quite proficient in French, so all the spells will be in French. Sorry!

AN2: There are a couple flashback in this chapter. They’re in italics.

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While their masters were discussing the politics of their country, Draco and Harry had crawled on top of Severus’ bed. Harry sat up straight, legs crossed indian style; Draco lounged against the pillows on his side, one leg extended straight out, the other bent and propped up, exposing his genitals in a very fetching manner.

“So your Severus’ new bitch, huh? I must say, you’re much less than I expected.”

Harry, not knowing how to respond, just stared at Draco.

“I guess, though, you are pretty well hung.” With that statement, he reached over and fondled Harry’s balls. “These tasted pretty damn good, too.” Draco pulled his hand back and rolled onto his back, posing more than lounging. “Our Lord wouldn’t fuck you, huh?”

Harry nodded.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“I can’t believe you’re still a virgin! Sex is supposed to be fucking fantastic, and you’ve denied yourself just because you didn’t want his cock up your ass?!”

“You have never seen it. It is a monstrous thing that only causes pain.”

“You’ve never had it up your ass. How would you know?”

“I’ve seen the other harem boys when they return from our Lord’s bed. Their anal cavities are torn, bloody, and the boys are unable to sit or service other men for at least a week.”

“That’s just sad. Sex is supposed to feel orgasmic!”

“You mean like what I experienced earlier when my Master had his fingers in me?”

“Better.”

“Better? Is that possible?”

“No idea, but I sure hope so. My father hasn’t fucked me yet, but I can’t wait for the day he finally gives in to my sweet ass.” Draco rolled onto his side, presenting his backside to Harry. “I mean, really, how much longer can he resist this marvelous piece of flesh?”

Harry couldn’t help himself; he laughed. “You’re really full of yourself.”

“Yes, I am, and sadly that’s all I’m full of besides this stupid plug!” Draco flopped onto his back, his pout so comical it sent Harry to laughing so hard he fell onto his side, clutching his stomach.

He sobered quickly, though. “Is it normal for fathers and sons to be... together...?”

Draco rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand, facing Harry. “Did your father ever play with you like my father does with me?”

“I don’t have a father. My parents died when I was still a baby.”

“Oh. I guess that explains why our Lord bought you from your Uncle.”

“Yes. My aunt and uncle hated me instead of taking care of me like they were supposed to. They sold me to him for a large amount of money. I had no idea who he was until he took me home, beat me, and introduced me to his harem.”

“And you were sixteen?”

Harry nodded and curled into himself. Draco reached over and ran his hand from Harry’s shoulder to his hand and linked his fingers with Harry’s.

Trying to change the subject, Harry asked a question of his own. “Tell me about you and your dad. Do you enjoy being with him?”

“Very much so, just as I imagine you’ll enjoy being with Severus once you get used to him. Don’t get me wrong, he can be a snarky, sarcastic, sadistic, evil bastard, but he’s fair, kind, and has amazing hands.”

“So I’ve noticed. Having his fingers inside me was amazing.”

Draco nodded. “Do you really want to know about my father and I?”

Harry nodded. “Yes. I want to know that there are good sexual experiences that don’t involve beatings and pain.”

“Ok then. Let me tell you a story. The first time my father initiated me into the sexual world was on my tenth birthday.”

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It was his tenth birthday, and Draco couldn’t be more excited. Crawling out of bed, he quickly dressed in the new robes his mother had bought him just for the purpose of today. He brushed his teeth and combed his hair; he smoothed out his robes and calmed his excitement until there was no trace of it on the outside of his small body. When he felt sufficiently like an adult Malfoy he left his room.

At breakfast he sat across from his mother; his father sat at the head of the table as usual.

“After breakfast, Draco, I have a special present for you in my office.”

Draco struggled to suppress his grin. “Yes, Father.”

When Lucius stood from the table, Draco followed, eager to discover what his father had in store for him. Together they walked to Lucius’ office where Lucius sat behind his desk.

“Come, Draco, sit on my lap.” Draco eagerly climbed onto his father’s lap while Lucius pulled a box that was about two inches cubed. “Here you go, Draco.”

The ten year old ripped the paper from the box, unable to control his excitement. When he opened the box, he pulled out a small conical object that looked like a 3-D spade off of a playing card that bore no rough edges. Draco raised puzzled eyes to his father’s.

“What is it, Father?”

“This, my son, is your very first butt plug.”

“Butt plug?”

“Yes. Now you must never tell anyone that you have this. It is our secret.”

Draco nodded eagerly. “But what do I do with it?”

Lucius chuckled. “Stand up and lower you pants, then lay over my lap, like you would if I were going to spank you.”

Draco obeyed, flipping his robes up and dropping his pants to display his bare bottom to his father.

Lucius ran his hand over that smooth surface, enjoying the feel on his son’s bottom under his hand. He lowered his hand between his son’s legs. “Spread you legs for me, Draco.” Draco obeyed as much as he could with his pants around his ankles.

Lucius cupped us son’s genitals in his hand enjoying the feel of the small, soft organs. “You’ll start to go through puberty soon. Your cock will grow. Hair will begin to sprout on your balls. You’ll be a man before you know it, but for now you are my boy. Remember to come directly to me when you experience your first erection. I’ll take care of it for you.”

“Yes, Father.” Draco squirmed a little. No one had touched him there in years, since his mother had stopped bathing him. It felt odd but in the best possible way.

“Now for your birthday present. Hand me the plug, Draco.” He did as he was told. Lucius grabbed a large jar from his desk and unscrewed the lid. He settled the jar on Draco’s upturned bottom. “Don’t move or this could be very uncomfortable. This plug is the smallest I could find. It’s only an inch long and half an inch wide. At the base, it is very small, barely a fourth of an inch. I’m coating it in lube so that it slides in you more easily. I’m going to insert this into your anus. You will not take it out, ever, do you understand me?”

“But what if I have to go to the bathroom?”

“Not to worry. This plug was specially made by your Uncle Severus. You’ll never have to go to the bathroom again.”

Lucius, after having lubed up the plug, lubed his own finger. He placed the tip at his son’s entrance and slowly pushed the tip in.

Draco wiggled. “That feels funny, Daddy.”

Lucius chuckled, removed his finger and pushed the plug in. Draco gasped.

“Never take this out. You will come to be every morning as soon as you awaken. I will relube it and reinsert it. I am the only one allowed to touch you.”

“Yes, Daddy. Only you.”

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“Every year my Father upped the plug size. The one in me know is six inches long and one and 3/4 inches wide. My Father says that he wants me to sufficiently stretched for when he decides to take me, but not so stretched that I won’t feel him. He’s bigger than my plug. About eight inches long and two inches wide. I’m stretched enough to take him, but it’ll burn. I can’t wait to feel him split me open.” Draco just moaned thinking about it. “Oh! Do you want to hear the best part of my sexual education?”

Harry nodded quickly, squeezing Draco’s hand. “Of course.”

“Well, it was my sixteenth birthday...”

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“Son, meet me in my office as soon as you’re done opening the presents from your mother.”

Draco hastened through opening his mother’s presents, eager to have his next present from his father. However, he was sidetracked by one of his mother’s presents.

“Mother, what are these for? My ears aren’t pierced.”

Narcissa only smiled and said “Take them to your father.”

Draco stood and rushed to his father’s office. He barely controlled himself enough to knock. When he heard the quiet ‘Come in’, he pushed the door open and then closed, stripped, put the box of earrings (simple platinum hoops) in his mouth, and crawled to sit at his father’s feet.

“What do you have there?”

Draco handed the box to Lucius. “Mother said I should show them to you. Why did she give me earrings?”

Taking the box from Draco, Lucius opened it, and his face split in a devilish smirk. “They are not earrings, Draco. They are nipple rings.”

“She knows about us?”

“Of course, and this gift shows that she understands, accepts, and approves of our relationship. Get on my desk on your back.” Draco quickly complied, legs dangling over the edge. Lucius withdrew his wand and placed the tip against one of Draco’s nipples, whispering an incantation. As soon as he moved his wand he slipped one of the rings into Draco’s newly pierced nipple. He repeated the process with the other.

“Beautiful, my dragon, absolutely beautiful.” Lucius leaned over, grabbed each ring between a thumb and forefinger, and pulled. Draco’s back arched before he could even think to control the action. Pleasure arced through his body. His barely controlled a scream. He hardened instantaneously.

Lucius chuckled. “And now, this year, I have two presents for you.” Draco lay back, gasping, hardly able to think. His mind was completely clouded; he had never felt such amazing pleasure.

“First present.” Lucius held out a gift wrapped box. Draco opened it and pulled out what looked too big to be a ring but too small to be a bracelet. “More jewelry, Father?”

“Not jewelry like you’re imagining.” Lucius took the ring from Draco and firmly snapped it around the base of his son’s cock and balls. “This is called a cock ring. It will keep you from ejaculating without my permission.”

“I’ve never had a problem with that before, Father. Why are you concerned now?”

“Ah. Because of my next gift.” Draco opened the box and found what he expected to find, a butt plug in the next size up.

“When will I be able to take you, Father?”

“In a few years, but until then, raise you legs.” Draco pulled his legs to his chest, exposing his anus to his father.

Lucius withdrew the plug inside, lubed the new one, and pushed it in. Draco groaned at the wonderful burning, stretching sensation. Once it was finally in, Lucius pulled his son up until he was sitting on his desk. Draco promptly started to convulse, pleasure shooting through his body, more even than he’s experienced from his nipples earlier. He was pretty certain he had just dry orgasmed.

“Wha... What’s... going on, Father?” He was completely out of breath.

“That, my son, is your prostate. Now, on your knees and show me those fellatio skills you’ve been working on.”

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“Wow.”

“Wow indeed, but now I’m horny, dammit.”

“Not much you can do about that until your father returns.”

“I wouldn’t bet on that.” With that a wand appeared in Draco’s hand.

“Wait! You have a wand?! You’re so lucky! But... but where’d you have it hidden? You’re naked!”

“Secrets, Harry, secrets. Now,” Draco released Harry’s hand, rolled onto his stomach, and pushed up to all fours. Reaching back, he tapped the tip of his wand to the plug in his ass, whispered a bouge, and quickly re-situated himself comfortably on all fours. The plug began to move, thrusting in and out of him. “Oh yeah. This is exactly what I needed.” He moaned. “Since my father hasn’t fucked me yet, I make do the best I can. I do this at least once a day.”

Harry’s eyes widened, watching the plug move and Draco writhing in pleasure as it rubbed against his prostate with every thrust. He shuddered, however, when Lucius’ voice invaded the little world they’d created on Severus’ bed.

“I see the breaking of rules extends outside of this incident, then.”

Draco startled and rolled over onto his back, planting his ass firmly on the bed. His movement gave the plug no place to go but further in, pushing deeper. The placid, unafraid front he was going to use on his father disappeared as his body shook in a dry orgasm.

“Father!”

“Well, at least it’s my name you call out in your debauchery. I believe I promised punishment.”

Draco continued to writhe on the bed until he had the presence of mind to use his wand to stop the thrusting with a whispered arrête.

Lucius was over his son in the blink of an eye. He grabbed Draco’s wand, depositing it in his pocket next to his own, and then reached forward and grabbed Draco by his hair pulling the boy back into the sitting room. Draco scrambled to keep on his knees so he wouldn’t be dragged.

Severus scooped Harry up bridal style and followed Lucius. He stopped Lucius before he and his son could disappear through the fireplace. “Perhaps you wouldn’t mind punishing Draco here. I’d like my slave to see what happens to willful, disobedient slaves.”

“Absolutely. I think public punishment would be delicious. What do you think, Draco?”

“No, Father, please! Not in front of Uncle Sev and Harry! Please, no!” Draco whined.

“That question was rhetorical, Draco. Every time you open your mouth your punishment will get worse.”

“But Father!”

“But nothing, Draco. Your punishment for this incident will be 30 swats. The punishment once we get home for your past indiscretions, well, that has yet to be decided.”

Lucius settled into a chair and yanked Draco over his lap, ass up. He positioned Draco’s cock between his thighs, a maneuver he’s developed when the boy first started getting erections that insured Draco wouldn’t squirm too far away during his spankings.

Severus settled in the chair across from Lucius, pulling Harry’s back firmly against his chest. He wrapped his arms around his slave’s waist and spread his legs wide so Harry was straddling his legs. He rested his hands on Harry’s inner thighs and ran his hands up and down the sensitive flesh.

“Do not look away, Harry. This will be painful for you to watch, but do try to enjoy it. I know I will, seeing Draco’s bottom turn cherry red. I expect the show will be positively delicious.”