tattooedsappho (tattooedsappho) wrote in imp_inkstains, @ 2007-11-05 19:13:00 |
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Current mood: | mischievous |
Entry tags: | bellatrix, femslash, hp, other hp characters, slash |
Fic or Treat! (a little late...)
Title: Pet
Author: tattooedsappho
Rating: NC-17 (or a very "R" R...not really sure)
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Bella/Harry, Bella/Narcissa, Harry/Draco (implied)
Warning: Dom/Sub, bondage, implied non-con
Notes: "Fic or Treat" for siriuslysnogged
Bright light splashed through his chamber and Harry couldn't help but squint toward the source of the illumination. His collar prickled his skin with miniature jolts of energy as his mistress addressed him.
"Come boy, I have need of you." Bellatrix spoke as she gazed upon her pet.
Harry rose swiftly at his mistresses' command. He had learned quickly that the collar which was usually just painful enough to arouse him could be worse than a Cruciatus if he disobeyed or took too long to obey. Following his mistress out of his sparsely furnished room, he averted his eyes to the floor as a sign of respect. His bare feet padded softly along the marble hallway, in stark contrast to the echoing clacks her heels made as she strode purposefully toward a room at the opposite end of her estate.
Torchlight lit the room and danced shadows over Harry's bare flesh. His mistress flicked her wand and handed him a small jar.
"Rub this over your body, show me how much you enjoy touching yourself." Bellatrix reclined on soft cushions and watched as her pet smeared the warming oil over his wiry muscles.
Harry felt his mistresses' gaze upon his flesh and it warmed him. He lived to serve her. With his mistress he was not The Boy Who Lived or The Brat Who Refused To Die. He was simply boy. His one purpose, to bring pleasure to his mistress. His hands roamed over his now slick body, fingertips dancing, he imagined his mistresses' fingers in their stead. How he longed for her touch. He arched his back as his fingers found his nipples and he pulled, pulled tight as he dreamed his mistress would some day do. It was not her place to worship him, but imagining such a thing allowed him to please her greater and so he felt no shame. Sliding his hands down his torso he bunched his fingers in his sparse pubic hair and began massaging the base of his semi-erect penis. One hand moved down to cup his balls while the other slowly stroked down his shaft. He brought himself to full hardness as his mistress looked on, showing her how much he enjoyed touching himself for he. Caressing his cock and whimpering softly he let his hands fall to his side as the first drop of pre-cum leaked from his tip. It would not do for his mistress to think he would enjoy himself too much without her.
"Come here boy. Do you know what today is?"
"No Mistress, I do not."
"Today is All Hallows Eve. If you are a good little pet tonight, I just may have a little...candy...for you."
Harry inhaled sharply, his mistress treated him well. He had his own room with a bed and was even allowed to request his meals from the house elves. He knew other pets that were constantly chained or only allowed to eat table scraps. But to give him a gift? Even something as seemingly trivial as candy? His heart bloomed with love for his mistress, he would prove his worthiness, he would worship her all night - even if she didn't command him to.
"Come boy, earn your candy." Bellatrix smirked and beckoned toward her pet as she reclined further back on her cushions.
Harry dropped to all fours and crawled to her feet. Removing her boots he kissed her toes. Pushing her blood red robes out of his way, he kissed up her legs, savoring the taste of her sweet skin against his lips. His mistress whispered a quiet spell and her garments vanished, it was all Harry could do not to stop and drink in her beauty. He peppered his mistresses' skin with kisses, every place he could think to kiss he did. He nipped softly at the flesh of her breast, trailed kisses and bites in circles before he slowly drew her rosy nipple into his mouth. He caressed her skin with his hands; honouring her, glorifying her as his teeth danced upon the tender bud in his mouth. Suckling at her breast he whimpered softly, his thoughts no longer coherent he existed only to bring her as far into ecstasy a she would allow him to.
"Mmm, you are a good little pet, aren't you boy?" Bellatrix murmured softly as her pet once again trailed kisses over her body before bending his head to pay homage at her quim.
Harry inhaled her scent deeply before bringing his lips to place a loving kiss upon her heat. His tongue swam up and down her lips, parting them and spreading her moisture. Finding her clit, he suckled and sent spirals of pleasure coursing through his mistresses' body. Relishing the tremors he felt where their flesh touched he drove his tongue into her core and back out again, glazing her clit with his tongue before swimming back into her sweet depths. How he loved worshiping his mistress, how he treasured being the one honoured with the task.
"On your back boy," Bellatrix purred as another wave of ecstasy flowed over her.
Harry rushed to comply and was rewarded with the sensation of his mistresses' elegant fingers wrapping themselves around his throbbing cock.
"Now pet, don't you dare release yourself until I'm through with you." Bellatrix growled as she licked the length of her pet's prick.
Harry dared to gaze up, to look upon his beautiful mistress and she awed him with her naked glory. Straddling her pet, Bellatrix lowered herself onto his shaft, stroking him with her muscles as she came to rest upon his body. Raising herself up slightly she bore back down upon him, increasing her tempo with each rise and fall. Harry longed to reach out toward her heaving breasts, they were so beautiful as they danced in the firelight but he knew his mistress did not like him touching her while she rode him. His mistress impaled herself on his cock, only to rise again over and over. Grinding against him, she tore jagged red welts down his chest with one hand as she pulled her own nipple with the other. Her orgasm came fierce and strong, like the woman she was and it was all her pet could do not to spill his seed within her.
"Good job boy. I am most pleased with your performance tonight." Bellatrix slid off her pet and reclined against some pillows. "Come for me pet, show me how you adore me so," she said as she clasped her pet's shaft in her warm hands and moved them up and down. Leaning in, she licked a glistening trickle of pre-cum off her pet's cock and licked her lips as she returned to her reclining position. The sight of his juice on his mistresses' lips was enough to push Harry over the edge. Thrusting his pelvis violently, he drove his cock into his mistresses' hands and moaned with pleasure as he emptied his cum into her waiting hands.
Bellatrix wiped her hands over her pet's torso. She liked the way he looked covered in his own cum. Admiring her handiwork she smiled to her pet, "Go boy, your candy is waiting for you." Turning her back on the boy she walked to a door on the far side of the room and opened it, revealing her sister Narcissa bound at a very convenient height. She was never sated after only one orgasm but she also knew well enough that more than one session per night with her boy could lead to unpleasant complications. Her sister on the other hand, was repulsive enough to guarantee no complications would arise no matter how talented her tongue was.
Harry arrived back in his room to find his candy. Draco Malfoy, son of his mistresses' recent addition to her slave collection, was bound spread-eagle and naked to one of his walls. Harry much preferred being his mistresses' pet to being The Boy Who Lived, and one of the incidental reasons for that sentiment was now at his mercy. He smirked, reminiscant of his mistress, as he approached his new toy.