the begining of the end

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CH. 1: It ends

He didn’t remember what had happened. One moment he was on his way to serve his detention with Snape, the next he seemed to be outdoors. Judging from his view of the castle he seemed to be in the forbidden forest. Strange thought Harry, Snape is going to be so pissed off.

Speak of the devil, out from the shadows, Snape appeared, that man sure could blend in.

“ Professor Snape sir, I am sorry I was late for detention, see I was walking then…” Snape silenced the young boy by putting his long elegant finger to his lips. Harry froze, why was Snape so close to him? Why did he keep his finger pressed on Harry’s lips?

“ There is no need to apologize Harry, I brought u here after stunning you.”

Harry sat down on the forest floor, gob smacked. “But why sir? I was almost there, I wouldn’t have been late.”

“So naive, so innocent,” Snape bent down and caressed Harry’s cheeks, running his thumb over his lips. “I will put this in simple terms boy, I stunned you so that I could bring you to a secluded area, so that I could fuck you senseless, with or without your consent.”

If Harry had been shocked before that was nothing in comparison to what he was feeling now, ‘No’ he thought to himself, he was to young, he was still a virgin, he wanted to be in love first. True, he was gay, but that didn’t change anything. He was only 15!

Harry began to panic moving backward on his hands, then turning and trying to run. In a few short steps Snape caught up to him, and dragged him even further into the forbidden forest. Harry kicked and screamed, but to no avail, no one was within hearing distance, and Snape was obviously much stronger.

Snape threw Harry to the ground. “ Without consent I see.” He then pounced on top of Harry straddling his hips, so that he couldn’t escape. Pinning Harry’s wrists above his head with one hand he used the other to take off Harry’s clothes. He began with his shirt. Harry was only wearing muggle clothes because it wasn’t during class hours. ‘All the easier’ thought Snape. He started unbuttoning Harry’s shirt. Harry was still fidgeting and trying to escape but Snape had him thoroughly pinned down.

Harry’s chest slowly became exposed as the last button fell away. The potions master ran his free hand up and down Harry’s chest, relishing in the feel of the silky tanned skin, and slightly muscled abdomen. His pleasurably thoughts were interrupted by a new bout of resistance from his black haired captive.

“You will stop struggling against the inevitable Mr. Potter.”

“No” gasped the captive teen “ You ass hole FUCK YOU!”

“No Mr. Potter that is where you are mistaken, it will be I fucking you tonight, and your ass hole not mine.”

Harry gasped again, more than a little frightened now. He redoubled his escape attempts. That how ever seemed to be the last straw for the greasy professor. Whipping his wand out of his pocket, Snape muttered a spell that tied Harry’s wrists together. Another muttered few words and his wrists were also tied to the base of a tree. Effectively preventing escape.

The harsh crude rope dug into the boy-who-lived’s wrists, and he whimpered in pain. That only seemed to turn Severus on more. And a last spell removed all of Harry and Snape’s clothing. Leaving them both completely naked, and Severus’s obvious arousal was digging into the smaller boy’s stomach.

Throwing his own wand a few feet away, Snape began his torture upon the innocent boy.

“Give in Harry.” The potions master whispered into Harry’s ear, as he ran his nimble, elegant fingers along Harry’s torso.

Receiving no reply from his captive, Snape sat up and roughly grabbed the boy’s chin. Harry squeezed his eyes closed in response, willing this to all be a dream.

“Open your eyes!”

Harry’s eyes closed even further, scrunching his entire face. A loud slap echoed in the woods, as Snape backhanded him.

“You will not disobey me, or the consequences will be dire.” The professor said in a calm even tone, while Harry’s right cheek throbbed in pain, a pain that would be merciful in its amount in comparison of what was yet to come.

Snape again cruelly grabbed the teen’s chin, in a grip that was sure to leave bruises. Then crushed his lips against the golden boy’s. Lightly licking at Harry’s bottom lip, before biting down harshly, making the boy gasp in pain. Snape of course took advantage of this situation and shoved his tongue into the awaiting mouth. He then explored the cavern. Running his tongue along Harry’s palate and against his unwilling tongue.

Harry whimpered slightly at the invasion. It was his first kiss, and it was not supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be magical, with some handsome man in a tuxedo. His companion was supposed to say something witty or coy, and then he would reply in a similar manner, the he would lean down and they would kiss. And it would be beautiful, with innocent tongues and tender touches. Not rough grasps and crude tongues, not like this. But as a true Gryffindor, Harry was determined to make as little sound as possible.

Severus moved on from Harry’s mouth to his neck. There he left marks of ownership. Because in his sick mind, this was his due, Harry was rightfully his. He kissed his way down to the boy’s chest. Where he latched his lips onto a nipple, sucking it into hardness, and then biting down. Mixing pleasure with pain. He did the same to the other nipple, before kissing and licking a trail down to the raven-haired boy’s navel.

Meanwhile Harry had to bite down hard on his lower lip, in an effort to keep from moaning in pleasure. This was Snape! And yet it felt so good, but at the same time made him feel sick and disgusted with himself. He drew blood from his lip when his professor dipped his tongue into his navel. And despite his attempts to control his body’s reactions, he felt his cock give a little twitch in response. He just prayed that Snape hadn’t noticed.

Severus Smirked, he felt the twitch of the boy’s member. ‘Lets not deny him too long’ thought Snape. With that the greasy haired man, lowered his mouth onto the boy’s slowly stiffening cock. He teased the head with his tongue, swirling it around, causing Harry to let out an undignified squeak and try to move away from the dirty pleasure. But Snape would have none of that; grabbing the teen’s hips with both hands he licked the underside of Harry’s dick.

Soon enough the captive’s cock started to leak pre-cum. Only then did the greasy git halt his ministrations. As a final torture, Snape blew lightly on Harry’s moist cock, sending near visible shivers up his spine; And causing him to arch his back up in desire.

“Eager are we?”

Harry turned his head away ashamed at this comment. He hated feeling pleasure from something so wrong. He could feel tears stinging the corners of his eyes, but he refused to cry. He merely bit down on his already damaged lip.

“My turn” Snape said in a voice laden with lust.

He roughly flipped Harry over onto his stomach, then forcefully spread his legs and settled in between them. Harry despite himself whimpered. The older man once again picked up the boy’s wand, and ran it along Harry’s back; dragging it downward till the tip rested at the entrance to Harry’s virgin hole.

The boy wonder was terrified. ‘No no no no no no, not like this, god please, not like this, why me, it’s always me. Don’t cry Harry, don’t let him see you cry.’ Harry thought to himself. Harry wasn’t going to give in that easily, he began to struggle again, trying to push his hips away from his own wand, poised at his hole.

‘True to Gryffindor form, the boy began to struggle again’ Snape thought. He had planed this extensively, and was not about to let a weak attempt at escape deter him form his pleasure. Snape kept the wand at Harry’s hole, not quite entering yet, and with the other hand he pressed hard on the boy’s lower back, halting the jerky movements. Without any warning he then plunged the boy’s own wand into his ass hole. Causing him to cry out.

But that was just the beginning. Severus muttered a lubricating charm, and a cool liquid filled Harry’s tight passage. Snape then swirled the wand around a bit, plunging it in and out, a small attempt at preparation. He removed the wand, causing a grunt from his captive. He grabbed Harry’s hips and lifted him up into a doggie style position. He placed his cock at the virgin entrance already quivering with anticipation. Then he plunged in without warning. Taking away the only innocence left in the poor boy.

Severus was in heaven; Harry’s hole was so tight and hot. He pulled out slowly, till only the very tip of his cock rested within the boy, then he thrusted back in as fast as he could. This caused a whimper from his victim. He did the same thing a few more times. But with each time he tried to thrust in faster and faster. Soon he gave up his entire grasp on reality, and gave into pleasure. He picked up the pace. Slamming into the boy without mercy. Both his hands on Harry’s hips, not caring that he would surly leave bruises. All he knew was his need. God the boy was tight; his passage squeezed his cock. He couldn’t hold out any longer. He came, he came with such force, he thrusted in a few more times. Milking his dick.

He was exhausted, but thoroughly satisfied, and covered in sweat. He pulled his now flaccid penis out of the not so virgin hole. Harry collapsed on the ground, broken and humiliated. With a smirk, Severus calmly re-dressed and kicked the boy a few times for good measure.

Crouching down Snape lifted Harry’s chin, “You will tell no one of this you slut, and you know you wanted it! And just think of what your friends would say, what the entire wizarding world would think, if they found out that you had sex with your potions professor.”

With another smirk, Snape said a spell on the bonds tying Harry’s hands to the tree. Then he laid the teen’s wand just out of reach and retrieved his own wand from the ground. With a swirl of his billowing cloak, he strode back to the castle, completely calm and unaffected.

Harry’s bonds disappeared after five minutes, dissolving into nothingness. He slowly picked himself up off the ground, aware more then ever of the horrible burning pain in his arse, and of the soreness of his wrists, which were raw and bleeding by now. He quietly gathered his discarded clothes and put them on. He picked up his wand. And the last tears he would cry for a long time, silently slid down his cheeks, as he made his way back to the castle and tucked himself into bed.

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