~Only Way~

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

Warnings: bondage, rough sex, toys, degrading, talk of child abuse. But has a semi happy ending.

~Only Way~


Harry Potter stood in front of his master. The tall dark-haired man held in riding crop in one hand, and any other he held a studded dog collar.

“Well, Mr. Potter. I guess even in Hogwarts golden boy wants a little pain.” Severus said looking over the body of his student. The boy had been stripped of every thing, and stood naked in front of Severus. The potions master could see that the boy was being arouse. He, himself, was being aroused too. He smiled at the young boy. Then walked towards the boy with the dog collar. He placed it around Harry’s neck, pulling it tight, making Harry yelp. After he stepped back. “Mr. Potter don’t look so sad, you’re the one who asked for it anyway.”

Harry had asked for it. He’d seen how the potions master loved being curl and evil. And he thought it would be the only way he to be near him and have Severus by him. “I’m not sad Sir.”

“Well you’ll could have fooled me. You are the one who asked for this. Down on all fours, like a good little slut.”

Harry comply, not wanting to up set Severus more than he had to. Once on all fours, Severus moved behind him. The man slowly ran the writing crop from down Harry’s spine, making the boy a shiver. But then allowed smack landed on Harry’s back. Tears formed in his eyes, not from the blow he just been feeling but from the degrading he was going through. True he was the one who wanted it, for it was only way he to be near the man he loved. Another smack to rain down on his back, this time in different place. Followed by another, then another, then another. Harry knew he would be red and soar the next day.

“Lay down the floor and turn over.” The potions Master ordered him. Harry turned around lowering his body to the ground. He was laying full on the dungeon floor and was glad that the floor was cold, and it felt good to his red backside. He looked up at his master to see the man no longer had clothes on. Severus now held a leather strap and a pair of clamps. He knew that the clamps were tightened almost all the way, that is how Severus loved them but not how Harry liked him. The leather strap, which had snaps on it, was to go around his already in engorge member to cut off his flow, to make sure that he would not come yet. Severus then put the clamps on Harry’s nipples, causing the boy to scream. “Don’t be such a little baby.”

“Can you please undo him just a bit?” Harry pleaded. But all he received was a smack on his face.

“I said, don’t be such a baby.” Than Severus went down lower, rapping the straps around Harry’s cock. Then Severus straightened up. “Get off the floor.” He ordered Harry. “And get onto the bed, I’m too old to fuck you on the floor.” Harry was fine with this. he wanted to be on something soft. He stood up from the floor and made his way to the bed, but before he got there Severus was right there, sticking something up his ass. It was a very large dildo. Harry groaned as he put it in and it had little lubrication on it and hurt as it went up.

“Severus please…” He started to beg, but was ended by a sharp slap on the back of the neck.

“Shut up you little whore. You know you like it, all little whores do.” Severus knew the game that they were playing and thought Harry was playing too. More tear sprang to Harry’s eyes. He felt so alone right now. It was just like Vernon. Harry took it. What else could he do. That was what he thought love was. Severus taped the plug and it began moving. Harry got on to the bed but his arms collapsed under him. “Up.” Harry tried but his arms gave up on him, so he hung on to the head board. But his mind was away. Back to a time when he was on all four and his uncle has his fat cock in his ass.

“Harry?” Severus looked at Harry. The boy was bearing down on the dildo in his ass. Severus smacked Harry’s hip, but he didn’t respond. He had not told the boy to do so.

“Yes, Uncle, the only way I will ever be loved is to be fuck.” Severus gasped. His uncle? “I am nothing but a whore, not good enough for anyone. I will never be loved.” Harry was sweating, his eyes were far, far away. “I am filth, nothing more, just scum, waiting for some one the take me, hard.” With that Harry fainted. Severus took the dildo out and put some salve on sore opening. Never had he heard about Harry and his uncle.

He had always wanted to fuck Harry to make the boy scream his name. When the boy had asked Severus if he would be his slave Severus thought the Harry wanted all this pain, but now he thought what if the boy thought that was the only way to be loved.