Birthday Wish Fulfilled for: nearlyconscious
From: A Masterful Member

Title: Present for Master Blaise
Characters/Pairings: Blaise/Pansy/Lily Luna
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Included: humiliation (with the receiver really into it), crawling, human furniture, spanking
Other Warnings/Content: D/s, protocol, double domination, public humiliation, vaginal and anal fingering, cockwarming, oral sex, PIV intercourse, fantasy confession, pervertible magic.
Word Count: 4474
Summary/Description: PWP. Pansy and Lily Luna conspire to give Blaise a birthday party he won't soon forget.
Author's Notes: Fellow Deviant, thank you for such a delicious prompt! I hope I did your idea justice! Thanks also to the mods for their extraordinary forbearance.



Even for people Lily Luna Potter's age, 9:30 at night was late to start preparations for a birthday party. For wizards the age of Lily's parents, it ought to be unthinkable.

But this was the time Mistress Pansy had said she should arrive to "set up" for Master Blaise's 50th birthday. And since Lily had, in a not-uncommon moment of wide-eyed submission, offered to give Master Blaise anything he wanted, she was bound to follow Mistress Pansy's directions to the letter tonight.

She stepped through their Floo, naked but for the collar Mistress Pansy had sent with the note of invitation and instruction. Mistress Pansy, dressed in a short leather skirt and matching bustier, stood a few metres back from the fireplace, appraising Lily as she shook her hair and blew a bit of soot from her nose.

"Scourgify," Mistress Pansy intoned. Lily shivered and blushed at the implication that she was too dirty to be addressed yet. Mistress Pansy gave a small smile at her before letting her face slip into what Lily thought of as her "clinical dominatrix mask."

"We'll need your hair up and coloured tonight," Mistress Pansy started. "There will be wizards and witches whom you would not want to recognize you."

Lily nodded.

"And they oughtn't recognize your hair in other places, either," Mistress Pansy continued. "Did you shave as instructed?"

"Yes, Mistress Pansy."

Mistress Pansy eyed her critically. "Stand with your legs apart and your arms out to your sides." She ran the back of her fingers along Lily's flanks and up to her underarms. The gesture should have tickled. Instead, Lily felt warmth following the path of Mistress Pansy's hands. The warmth spread like a blush across Lily's chest before settling between her legs.

"Bend over."

Lily bent, using her outstretched arms to maintain balance. It didn't work. She stepped forward as Mistress Pansy offered the same stroke of fingers up the crack of Lily's arse. Mistress Pansy slapped the cheek that had moved.

"I'm sorry, Mistress Pansy." Lily was nervous; if she couldn't maintain a position now, how could she be trusted to do well in front of Master Blaise's guests?

Mistress Pansy sniffed. "You may put your hands on the floor." When Lily did so, Mistress Pansy ran her hands up the inside of Lily's thighs. She took a particular interest in both Lily's labia and the split between her buttocks. Lily yelped as Mistress Pansy yanked out a single stray hair.

"Almost good, but not good enough. Sine capite depilatus totalus." The warm whoosh of magic over Lily's body was quickly replaced by shivering goosebumps as even the downy hair on her arms and back disappeared.

"Kneel." As Lily knelt, she heard Mistress Pansy pull a chair behind her. Without further preamble, Mistress Pansy tugged at Lily's hair. Lily arched back, half prepared to be pulled fully into her Mistress's lap, but was halted by Mistress Pansy's nails digging into her shoulder, pushing her down. Trying to relax into position, Lily took a deep breath, hoping to contain the warm juices of her naked pussy despite the lack of hair to catch them. She recognized the feel of Mistress Pansy's paddle brush pulling her hair up into a ponytail. A final spell glamoured her hair into a brown to match Mistress Pansy's.

"Tonight," Mistress Pansy said, "your rightful place is the floor. You will crawl where we direct you and remain on your knees unless otherwise directed. You will not speak until we ask you to. There will be times when you'll be used in ways we haven't used you before. You will be here for our amusement and our pleasure. Do you understand?"

Lily nodded.

"Good girl." Lily could hear the smile in Mistress Pansy's voice. With a wave of Mistress Pansy's wand, a sheaf of parchment, quill and inkpot appeared on the coffee table. "I think as your first gift to Master Blaise, you ought to write him a letter of all the things you are willing to do for him--or let him do to you."


***


Lily Luna knelt, blindfolded, in Master Blaise's playroom. Her palms faced up on her laps, her fingers touching to create a shelf for the letter she'd written. Mistress Pansy had left her there what felt like hours ago, but if she were honest with herself, Lily couldn't tell. Time, she knew, passed differently when she was in subspace.

She heard the door open, followed by more than one intake of breath.

"Beautiful girl," Master Blaise said.

"She's not to speak," Mistress Pansy was saying. Lily furrowed her brow. "And you lot aren't to touch her--not unless Blaise invites you to."

Lily felt her face heat. She heard footsteps approaching her, smelled Master Blaise's cologne. He was close now. When he spoke, she craned her neck toward him.

"Is that a present for me, little girl?" he asked.

Lily nodded and lifted her hands to offer it to him. Master Blaise took it from her. Lily heard the rustling of the parchment unfolding.

"What lovely offers, little girl," Master Blaise said. "I have a plan for the evening, but perhaps what you've written will work its way into our activities."

At least he wasn't reading it aloud. Lily could hear others moving in the room, quiet murmurs along the edges of her awareness.

"I'd like to see you on your back with your legs spread, little girl," Master Blaise continued. "My Pansy says the two of you have spent time making sure you're extra-ready for me." He pulled Lily's collar so that she crawled across the floor. Tugging her to a standing position, he pushed her into a high padded table. "Climb on up so I can see."

As she clambered up, Lily was aware both of her lack of grace and of how the tops of her thighs slid against each other, lubricated by her pussy juice. She laid down, biting her lower lip as she spread her legs to show off her preparations.

"Don't bite your lip, little girl. Doesn't it belong to me, now?"

As her teeth let go of her lip, the lip trembled and Lily took a shaky breath. She tensed her legs against the desire to close them and cross them, to keep her response to Master Blaise's domination private.

Lily shuddered some more as she felt Master Blaise's warm hands stroke up her legs from her knees to her cunt. She was glad to wear the blindfold; even behind it, she closed her eyes as she felt Master Blaise pull apart her labia and stroke through her wetness.

"So smooth and silky and wet, little girl. Did you do all that for me?" As Lily shrugged, Master Blaise slapped her inner thighs. Lily cried out and shook her head.

"I think she means that I did some of it for her, Master Blaise." Mistress Pansy's voice was behind Master Blaise and to his right.

"Was she messy, Pans?"

"No, just...incomplete."

Master Blaise's fingers pressed harder in Lily's cunt. She spread her legs even further, trying to expose her clitoris, but he just used those fingers to fuck into her hole slowly, leisurely. His pinky tickled her perineum. "I think you should turn over, little girl, and let me see the rest."

Lily nodded as Master Blaise removed his fingers and flipped herself.

Master Blaise continued. "I think you should show us your other hole now, since Mistress Pansy has gone through so much trouble to get it ready for me."

Lily pulled her knees beneath her chest, lifting her arse in the air, and balanced on her shoulders as she pulled apart her cheeks.

"Hm," said Master Blaise thoughtfully. "Next time, we really will have to have you stretched around a plug. As it is, I doubt even two fingers could get in there without a lot of work."

Lily felt one finger shove rudely into her arsehole and retreat, only to be joined in its next shove by another finger. She grimaced and whined at the painful burn of such a sudden stretch.

She heard Master Blaise sniff. "No, definitely not ready for my cock. We'll have to train you up for that. But it is rather pleasant to feel nothing but skin here." He withdrew his fingers and walked around to Lily's head. She felt them prodding at her lips and opened her mouth, wrinkling her nose even as she took Master Blaise's fingers in.

"Fellate them, little girl. I want to have all my friends see your cocksucking potential."

Lily opened her mouth so that Master Blaise's guests could see her tongue stroking the underside of his fingers and flickering over his fingertips as he withdrew. She closed her mouth and sucked hard as Master Blaise used the rest of his large hand to grip her jaw and shove his fingers in. Her eyes burned and teared underneath the blindfold.

She felt the warmth of Master Blaise's breath against her ear. "You're such a good little cocksucker, and you're pleasing me so much right now." He took her hand in his and placed it on the front of his trousers. "Do you feel how hard you've made me?"

His fingers returned to Lily's collar. "Mistress Pansy is going to lead you to my favourite chair. You will remain on all fours beside it, your back parallel to the floor, understand?"

Lily nodded.

"You may get a treat while you're down there, but you'll have to be extra good to earn it."

Lily leaned her face into Master Blaise's hand to show how much she wanted to be good for him. He chuckled.

"We are going to use you well," he said clearly as he stepped away. A murmur of appreciation came from the other partygoers.

Lily felt Mistress Pansy's sharp fingernails digging under her collar. "Come, girl," she said. Lily swung her legs off the table and dropped to her hands and knees. Mistress Pansy clipped a short leash to the collar and used it to lead Lily.

The trip seemed rather indirect; the room wasn't so big, and wouldn't require so many turns. Lily felt her knees begin to abrade against the floor.

"She's very obedient," an unfamiliar woman's voice said.

"She's on her best behavior for Blaise's birthday," Mistress Pansy responded. "And I think she secretly likes knowing that all she is is on display."

Lily's whole body felt extra hot, hearing her submission discussed in such a matter-of-fact way. Especially her face. And her chest. And her cunt. She was sure her juices were glinting off her thighs in the low light. She ducked her head and tried to press her legs together at the thought.

She received a slap on the pussy for her effort.

"Little girl, you mustn't hide," Mistress Pansy reprimanded. "This is the second time you've tried. Maybe you need a correction."

Lily wanted to protest that she could be good, really, but was too afraid of both Mistress Pansy's ire and the risk of being recognized by someone who knew her to speak up.

The long crawl finally ended. Mistress Pansy unhooked the leash, but took Lily by the collar and yanked her a few more inches forward so that her face was between what Lily assumed were Master Blaise's wool-covered legs.

"I think you ought to spank her, Pans," Master Blaise said. "Just so she remembers her place as we go on."

Lily didn't think she could be more embarrassed. She'd failed in her task, in front of all of Master Blaise's friends. She tried to hang her head in shame, only to feel Master Blaise's thighs close against it, holding her face still between them.

Mistress Pansy started the spanking slow, warming Lily's cheeks up slowly. Lily breathed slowly through her nose and tried to remain still. She wanted to wiggle her bottom, to show how nice and round it was, to show how ready she was to take her punishment. Instead she tensed it, her thighs too.

Mistress Pansy kicked her legs apart. Lily felt a bit of a breeze against her exposed cunt.

"Even this, you seem to enjoy," Mistress Pansy mused.

Lily was not well-braced when the first heavy smack was administered. Her body canted forward, face mashing against Master Blaise's crotch. Above her, Master Blaise groaned. His thighs gripped her, holding her steady against his covered cock. His fingers curled around her ponytail, a reinforcement of his intent.

Each smack that came was heavier, pushing her ever harder against her master. She felt a bit of wetness on his flies but was unsure whether it was from him or from her mouth, which she felt drooling. She knew better than to taste and see.

Her own desire bubbled and spilt out of her core.

"I think that's enough, Pans." Master Blaise's voice sounded tight. "Back up a bit, little girl." As Lily backed away, she felt Master Blaise stand. She heard the sound of his belt and zip opening, followed by the drop of fabric and the thump of his heavy buckle hitting the floor.

"Come back here," he said, pulling her by the collar so her face pressed against his hard, musky cock. "I want you to warm my cock while we serve cake."

Lily opened her mouth and took it in. She relaxed her tongue, lips, and throat around Master Blaise's dick. It had been his pre-come which stained his trousers; Lily reveled in the taste of it and the smell of Master Blaise.

"Stay still, and back straight," he whispered to her. "Pansy can perform a spell to keep you straight if that would help."

Lily moved her head only slightly, but even as she bent further to straighten her back, her nod registered with her dominants.

"Petrificae spina et crura."

Lily felt her back and legs solidify where they were, a heavy stiffness to them that prevented her from moving out of position. Her breasts still dangled below her, and her face moved as she breathed, but she couldn't back up or adjust her position. She wiggled her fingers just to make sure she could.

"You'll make a great table now," Master Blaise said. "Now, open your mouth and keep me hard while we eat."

Lily wasn't sure why that comment made her even more wet. She was glad for the spell when she felt something heavy and damp settle onto her back. The temperature was cool and she would have shivered if she could.

Her face burned as bright as the candles as she felt the presence of Master Blaise's guests circle around her to sing "Happy Birthday." Her warm face leaned into her master's thigh and she felt his cock pulse in pleasure at it.

She would have shaken even more when she felt the cake knife trace across her skin, or the way it scraped along her back before lifting the first slice.

"Pansy, I think I'd like some special sauce with my cake," Master Blaise said.

"Hm, what kind of sauce would that be?" Mistress Pansy's voice was teasing.

"Oh, just a bit of girl juice swirled along the edge of my plate."

Despite herself, Lily coughed. The dick in her mouth jumped and Master Blaise used her ponytail to pull her nearly off him. She relaxed a bit as he stroked her cheek. As he let go of her hair, Lily tried to keep her breathing slow and steady.

Lily felt Mistress Pansy's familiar hands opening her cunt up, collecting some of her liquid, leaving, and then coming back for more.

"The girl really seems to like being our table," Mistress Pansy said. Lily could almost hear her devious mind at work.

Master Blaise rested his plate atop Lily's head; it wobbled as he moved his fork around it. "Chocolate cake and girl juice," he said. "What a delicious combination."

"I bet," a deep, gruff voice to Lily's left said. "Care to share some of that?"

Blaise stilled all around Lily. "No," he said, his voice cool. "This treat is just for the birthday boy. If you would like some girl juice of your own, you'll have to find someone else's."

Lily wasn't sure how to feel about that. A part of her was just eager to be used, even by strangers. The larger part, though, was ecstatic that Master Blaise and Mistress Pansy wanted to keep her to themselves.

The party kept going, Lily never moving from her spot. Blaise sometimes got up to walk around, speaking to his guests and taking them up on their offers for play when they intrigued him. But he frequently returned to her, easing his cock back into her mouth if it had started to soften. Sometimes he'd thrust gently into her mouth and hum in contentment.

Lily was astonished by his self-control.

Eventually, she heard guests begin to make their good-byes. When only a few remained, she heard Mistress Pansy clear her throat.

"I think it's time, now that it's only Blaise's closest and dearest friends, to have a reading of our girl's birthday letter to him."

"Fantastic," Master Blaise said as he slid into his seat once more, guiding his cock back into Lily's mouth.

"Dear Master Blaise," Mistress Pansy intoned, her voice pitched slightly higher than usual. Lily's face heated up, both at Mistress Pansy's impression of her and in anticipation of the exposure to come. She whined softly against Master Blaise's dick.

"Happy birthday! I'm so glad that you are here and that you are letting me help you and Mistress Pansy celebrate with you tonight. I hope that I can be as pleasing as you want me to be.

"For your birthday, I give you my body. Do whatever you want with it. With me. Please feel free to ignore my needs, Master Blaise, and to show me off in whatever way you want. Really. I want you to. I promise I can handle it. Even if I don't really like it, or it's humiliating or whatever.

"Thank you for letting me serve you. I hope that I can help you make this your best birthday ever."

Master Blaise rocked gently into Lily's mouth the whole time Mistress Pansy was reading.

"What a lovely gift of submission," commented one of the men in the room.

"It is," Master Blaise responded. "And now I think it's time for Pansy and I to finish taking advantage of such a gift. I trust the rest of you can see yourselves out?"

Laughter floated around Lily. She heard and felt people approaching Master Blaise, shaking his hand, slapping him on the back, kissing his cheek. He kept a hand on her neck as he continued to pump lightly in and out of her mouth.

Her mouth was tired and her lips were starting to crack from being stretched and used so long.

When at last the door to the playroom clicked shut, Master Blaise pulled out of her mouth and bent over to remove her blindfold. As she blinked, she felt her scalp tingle and saw out of the corner of her eye her ponytail transitioning back to auburn. As Master Blaise stood, he leaned down and bussed Lily on the cheek. "You've done so well, so far," he murmured. "Thank you so much for this night, Lily."

Lily nodded, still working her jaw and licking feeling back into her lips. She still couldn't move her legs, which she took as a sign she shouldn't move her arms, either, even though her forearms and shoulders were certainly beginning to ache.

She heard Master Blaise and Mistress Pansy kissing behind her, Mistress Pansy gasping in surprise.

"You've been a very good, generous girl too, Pansy," Master Blaise was saying. "Would you like me to fuck that hole that I'm sure has been feeling mightily neglected all night?

"Yes, please, Master Blaise," Mistress Pansy whispered.

"Let me see those lovely tits of yours."

Lily thought to crane her neck around, but the Petrifica did not allow that motion. Instead could only imagine what Master Blaise was doing to cause Mistress Pansy to stutter and whimper. The sounds were familiar; Mistress Pansy usually only reached that pitch if her nipples or clit were being pinched hard.

"You're so wet," Master Blaise whispered to Mistress Pansy.

So was Lily. It got worse when she heard Master Blaise say, "I want to fuck you over our new table." Both she and Mistress Pansy moaned loudly. Master Blaise only chuckled and said, "Go lean over her."

The warm heat of her mistress was heavy against Lily's back. Though her legs and back were still comfortably stiff, she worried that her arms could not hold steady. She snapped her fingers twice to get Master Blaise's attention.

"Do you need another spell, Lily Luna?"

Blushing at the use of her first and middle names, Lily nodded. A moment later, her arms were as still as carved wood.

She was glad of the spell as she felt Mistress Pansy brace against her, Master Blaise's own left hand pressing into her hip as he nudged Mistress Pansy's legs apart with his knee, spreading her open.

It excited Lily to feel some of Mistress Pansy's own juices dribble onto her flank. Lily flexed her own internal muscles in secret delight.

Lily felt the breath go out of Mistress Pansy as Master Blaise penetrated her, felt the puffs of her breathing against Lily's own arm with each thrust. The sweat between them made Mistress Pansy slide so much that Lily thought they all might topple.

Then she felt three of Master Blaise's fingers push into her own vagina and she screamed.

"That's it," Master Blaise said. "I want to hear both my girls screaming."

Lily and Mistress Pansy both complied; Lily's eyes finally overflowed with tears of glorious helplessness when Mistress Pansy reached beneath them to pinch her nipples.

Suddenly, Master Blaise pulled out and moved back to Lily's mouth. "Taste and see," he said, "how good you are, now much you pleased us both." She opened her mouth and sucked, only to have Master Blaise pull out and slap her face.

"Finite incantatem," he growled and both women collapsed onto the floor. "Pansy, I think you should let little Lily Luna finish you off with her mouth while I fuck the rest of her brains out."

Shakily, Mistress Pansy climbed off Lily and tugged at her hip. Lily rolled over and bent her legs to give Master Blaise the access he needed.

Lily would have liked to enjoy the feel of Master Blaise sliding into her with almost no resistance, but she was distracted by the heady scent of Mistress Pansy, cunt lightly flavoured with Master Blaise's pre-come, sitting upon her face. Lily reached her head up, reached her hands up, and puckered her lips to suck on Mistress Pansy's clit. She stuck her tongue through the tiny opening of her mouth and used it to beat on her mistress's favourite spots.

Lily couldn't hear exactly what Mistress Pansy was shouting, but from the pressure of the older woman's thighs against her face, she imagined it must be approving. Lily recommitted to the effort. She curled two fingers in and drummed them in counterpoint against Mistress Pansy's g-spot.

In relatively short order, Mistress Pansy's legs clamped so hard that Lily had to stop moving her fingers for lack of wrist space. Lily's ears were boxed in, the vibrations of Mistress Pansy's orgasm squeezing her tighter and hotter as she moved her tongue to lap up the liquid spilling forth.

Meanwhile, Master Blaise continued to fuck her. As Mistress Pansy let go and moved off of her, Lily watched her expression go from gobsmacked to smug.

"You're getting really good at that, little Lily," she said before curling up at Lily's side.

Lily was too far gone to bask in the compliment. Her master had slowed down while Mistress Pansy was resituating herself but began to hammer harder again.

"Pans, I need you to diddle this little girl. Make her come all over my cock. I need to feel it squeezing me tight as a virgin would."

Mistress Pansy leaned over to Lily's ear. "Do you hear that, little girl? Master Blaise thinks you need to be even tighter. How did such a good little girl get so loose?

"I'm sorry, Mistress," Lily panted, her face burning, a wince cracking the juices that were drying on her face. "I'll squeeze tighter."

"You bet you will," Mistress Pansy promised. Then she leaned over and sucked hard on Lily's right nipple as her hand reached down and started strumming Lily's clit.

Lily arched, impaling herself even further on Master Blaise's cock, forcing her tit into Mistress Pansy's mouth.

"That's it, let go," Mistress Pansy encouraged. "Show us how much you want to take whatever we give you."

"Fuck!" Lily cried. She spread her legs out, offering herself as much as she could. "Please! Just take me, fucking devour me! Break me, just...just..."

She lost her train of thought as Mistress Pansy simultaneously bit her nipple while pinching her clit between those manicured nails. Lily clenched so hard against Master Blaise's pistoning cock that she thought she might tear something.

"Good--fucking--girl!" Master Blaise grunted as he finally sped up, his cock abrading Lily's cunt that much more before it erupted. The semen both smoothed the passage and burned it.

Mistress Pansy bit and pinched her again and Lily screamed.


***


Lily woke to the sensation of a tongue softly licking at her labia, a pair of hands massaging her legs, and another set stroking her hair. Though she was in a bed, her head lay against legs and cock, both at rest.

"You're back," Master Blaise murmured.

Lily hummed sleepily.

"Thank you for such a beautiful present, my little girl. Tonight was even better than I'd ever imagined."

Lily yawned. "You're welcome."

Mistress Pansy crawled up the bed and curled beside them. "How are you doing, Lils?"

Stretching, Lily took inventory of her body. "Drained? And achy all over. And my head hurts a little."

Blaise's hum rumbled beneath her. "Pans, get her some healing potions and a large glass of water. And then maybe we can all relax a little in the bath."

"Bath? But what time is it?" Lily asked. A bath sounded nice, but she really didn't want to go home wet.

"Don't worry about that, it's still night. And, with your consent, we want you to sleep between us tonight."

Lily Luna smiled. "It must be my birthday, too," she said.