Hogsmeade, Circa 1826

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“Ah, wonderful! Jack has arrived at last. He’s the President of the Slave Games,” Wulfric explained as Harry looked around for the source of the commotion.

Harry nodded, spotting a man in a green and black robe waving his hands for silence. The ruckus had been enough to cool his libido, so even while Severus continued to suckle gently on him, his immediate need to orgasm had abated enough for him to pay attention to the man Wulfric had called Jack. His hands continued to caress Severus’ head, while his slave’s mouth caressed him in the most delicious of ways.

“SILENCE!” a man yelled out to the crowd, but Harry couldn’t see who it was through the throng of people. The men quieted quickly and stood in expectant silence.

Jack stood on a chair and looked out over the crowd with a big smile. His light brown hair swayed over his shoulders as he turned his head from side to side, and his chocolate brown eyes scanned the room, passing over Harry and all the Masters.

“Masters and Mistress’, and slaves!” Jack said with a nod. “For anyone who doesn’t know, I am Jack Lupin, Mayor of Hogsmeade.” Harry gasped at the name Lupin. He recognized vaguely the resemblance to his friend and teacher, Remus Lupin. “Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is once again time for the annual Hogsmeade Great Slave Games and Auction!”

The cheer that arose was deafening as everyone, Masters and slaves alike, raised their voices, clapped and stomped. Harry thought the cheers at the Quidditch World Cup had been quieter than this. He clapped politely and smiled at Wulfric’s obvious excitement.

“All right, ye dogs! Settle already!” Jack called over the din, waving his hands for silence. Once the crowd had quieted, he start again. “Lets go over a few of the rules, just for anyone new,” he said with a look towards Harry. “First, and foremost! Every slave must have a safe word which will be given to all the judges. A slave can halt the game at any point. This is very important, people! We’ll not have any deaths while I’m President of the games! Is that understood?!” Jack looked sternly around the room and stopped at Malfoy, who merely stared back blankly.

“Next, any Master found disciplining his slave for a bad score, will be automatically disqualified from the games and will face me and my brother, Jonah!” Jack looked toward the Master who had asked to play with Severus. Harry realized why the man had seemed familiar and why he felt he could trust the man. He was an ancestor of Remus Lupin, one of Harry’s favorite teachers and his friend. “Remember, Masters, this is for FUN! There will be NO exceptions to this!”

“When a slave uses his or her safe word, they are eliminated from the round. If a slave should faint before using their safe word, they will be eliminated from the round. Any Master failing to stop when a safe word is given, will be disqualified from the games entirely, no exceptions! Judges failing to heed a safe word can face charges, as well as facing Jonah and myself!

“There will be NO slaves under the age of 13 years. Sorry, Blaydon, but thems the rules!” Jack said with a laugh to a young slave two tables down from him. The boy looked to be no more than twelve, with dark hair and eyes. The boy pouted while his Master laughed and ruffled his hair.

“For all but the Pain Endurance, Masters will work with their own slaves while the judges score the slaves. For the Pain Endurance test, Masters will swap slaves so there is no complaints about a Master going too easy on his slave. Judges will be watching very closely on this one!

“As you should all know by now, there are four main contests: Stamina, Pain Endurance, Sex-appeal, and Loyalty. There are also several other smaller games which are strictly for fun.

“Slaves will be judged on personality, originality, and creativity, as well as understanding, obedience, and enthusiasm. There will be 3 judges to each slave. The judges will give a score between 1 and 10. The slave with the highest overall score wins. Any slave or Master who has been disqualified is not eligible for any prizes.

“Now for what you’ve all REALLY been waiting for! The Big Prize!” Jack laughed and let the crowd cheer again for a moment before quieting them. “This year’s prize is a generous donation from Mr. Malfoy! This little bauble is quite rare, in fact, I know of only one other in all of Britain! It’s a Time Jumper!”

Harry gasped in shock as the rest of the people ooh-ed and aww-ed at the silvery globe Jack held high in the air for everyone to see. Severus pulled away from him and raised up on his knees to see the object. Harry looked down just as Severus turned to look at him. Their eyes met and locked. Harry could tell Severus was thinking the same thing he was, they needed that bauble!

Severus took a deep breath, then returned his attention to Harry’s softening cock. Harry looked back toward the Mayor, straining to hear anything more about the Time Jumper, but the man said nothing more about it.

“The Games will begin next Friday and go until Monday. Jonah will hand out the rules and an outline of all the games. If you have any questions, ask. You can sign-up here or at Cayden’s Slave Shop at anytime in the next few days, but we will take no more contestants after Thursday night.

“The auction will take place on Monday evening after the awards have been handed out. All slaves to be sold must be registered BEFORE Saturday! You will NOT sell your slaves just because they lose, right Barnaby?” Jack stated with a hard look to a Master currently fucking a blond haired slave. The Master looked up and nodded grudgingly.

“That’s all for now. Have fun!” Jack waved one last time, then jumped down from the table and was out of Harry’s view.

“Wow!” Wulfric exclaimed as the crowd began to shuffle around. “A time jumper! Fantastic! If it wasn’t for that bloody pain test, I’d be right tempted to enter!”

Harry gave a weak smile as his mind wandered. He absently pushed Severus away from his limp cock and tucked it back into his trousers. He thanked Jonah as he handed Harry a roll of parchment. Wulfric continued to ramble on about the Time Jumper as Harry said his goodbyes. He gently commanded Severus to follow and made his way back to their room.

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