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Chapter 38: Repercussions

It makes one wonder how such a man could hold the amount of power that he had at his peak, but at last we know that there were some people at that time who were responsible. Dame Amelia Bones response shows why even now she is a role model that is held as a pinnacle in governmental service:

“I have no problem with this and it would be a shame if Fleur was forced to clean the stains out instead of better cleaning,” Amelia said as she looked at the two moonlighters who could have just caused an international incident as well as ruin her good mood in sunbathing before being ravished again. “Lord Potter-Black has sufficient cause to deal with the ex-Aurors. Besides, this saves me the paperwork in dishonorably discharging them from the force and the trial, which would result in their time in Azkaban. It is quite legal yet I doubt they will enjoy their alternative sentencing…”

Suffice it to say, Dumbledore’s attempt to ruin their vacation was dissolved and Miss Vance found herself unwilling to leave when her sentence was up. Amelia had no concerns about Harry, as her lord was sufficiently clever to make his dealings far more legal than the unlamented Malfoy family had done. Actions have repercussions and they had not been the first to learn that antagonizing the Lord Harry James Potter-Black et al was an intelligent let alone pleasant thing to do. – Alison Penelope Longbottom, Journalist for the Quibbler and Analyst for the WWN in her own memoirs in The Rise of Ancient Justice: House Potter and Black.

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Narcissa had managed to try to calm her flustered state as she felt the Portkey deposit her not at Gringott's like she had thought, but in the entrance foyer at Malfoy Manor, which despite what Lucius had implied to Draco had been part of the wedding gifts and not the ancestral home of House Malfoy. If she had been able to look at some of the obscured documents at Gringott's, than Narcissa would know that her current home was as much property of House Malfoy as Number Four Privet Drive was the Dursley home in more than just their dwelling there with as much legal ownership as squatters. Perhaps it was somewhat ironic that the two bullies that had one in the past and both in the present tried to intimidate Harry were dwelling in property he owned with neither paying rent.

Revenge was a dish best served cold and as much as Narcissa would have enjoyed her joining in carnal pleasures with the Lord Black, she knew that the House of Malfoy would need to be informed of Harry’s warnings or else they would surely suffer. She had obligations to both families currently, and deep down in her needy heart, Cissa knew that Harry would have made her feel whole once more and considering how eagerly Bella submitted to his slightest desires that besides the power her son’s attempted ally was skilled enough to have made her crawl and mewl in need. It had been close when she had the meeting and her pulse was still racing and her body thrumming with unreleased desire even as she felt her thighs slowly becoming sticky, as her juices dried to her properly smooth and presentable skin.

Lord Arcturus Black’s passing should have allowed some changes and a loss of her power in their arranged marriage, but with a new Lord Black Cissa knew that Lucius would be somewhat cautious as despite his own meager skills in dueling that her husband would have been slaughtered in a proper duel with the old and treacherously tenacious Arcturus. She had at first missed it when it had occurred so scant few moments or was it hours ago, but it had been a whisper of conversation while she had been lost in pleasure as her hungry mouth had been worshipping her lord’s cock while her body felt the delicious caress of her long separated lover and sister driving her to distraction and orgasm. Walburga had been repudiated for pressuring and advising Regulus to join some young upstart of a Dark Lord, which had cost him one of his possible heirs especially when the woman had the mistaken belief she had the authority to cast out cousin Sirius for his actions. The other bits had struck out at her inner Pureblood that her husband had let himself be branded like cattle, even if Lord Black had marked his own faithful followers with his own crest that had been prominently displayed above his throne with the Black sigil to the side.

Cursing herself for missing the significance of that particularly growing with prominence emblem, Cissa now knew that the new Lord Black was also the underground potion supplier that had vexed and circumvented dear Severus’s own attempts to supplement his meager educator’s finances. Sure she knew he brewed on the side as well as likely hocking some of the better students’ submitted potions when he didn’t just pass them to Poppy for school use, but this was different since the growing market and supply of both potions ingredients and brewed droughts were very profitable. It struck her with a moment of sorrow that someone her son’s age was likely already financially independent with his own actions while Draco still didn’t understand the concept of finances except for asking for things without a thought of how they acquired the resources to get the moments impulse want.

“First I need to get a bit more presentable before trying to inform Lucius about these complications, but waiting for a bath will have to wait until I inform them about the news,” Narcissa mussed as she thought on it and a nice warm bath would help her relax and she could use her fingers to ease off the way her body craved and demanded she immediately floo back to her lord’s home and offer her body to be ravished until both their lord and they were spent as well as sated sexually. “Dobby, prepare a bath and inform my husband and son that I must speak with them immediately. If they offer any hesitation, inform them that it is of the utmost importance to the House of Malfoy to be discussed right now. I will not have their lack of decorum and indulgences cost us everything! I don’t care what punishment those two would threaten you with, but get them to the sitting room immediately! Then you will draw me a nice bath with plenty of comfort food, is that clear?”

“Yes, mistress,” Dobby said with his eyes shining in glee as that was close to allowing him to force the two brutal masters to meet with her. “It will be done right away!”

Dobby disappeared with a louder pop than normal and Cissa quickly tried to become presentable using her wand to reassemble her hair and appearance. Vanishing and cleaning her sticking juices was a bit more difficult as the wand motions so near to her sex had caused her subconscious to keep transforming her wand to what she planned to use to stretch her tingling from Bella’s fingering sex. The flushed skin wouldn’t fade, and Cissa didn’t care as it in part would help her feel more in control as she informed the two Malfoy males about Lord Black’s declarations. Draco would likely be shocked to find out that most of the finances were from her and less so his returns from the Black Estate as Lucius had spent far too much of the Malfoy money to first support Voldemort, buy his way out of Azkaban, and the greasing of influential hands in the decade since that. The sooner it was dealt with then the sooner she could be in the bath and unwind likely having to polish her wand inside as even her rage and the business at hand did little to douse the ache that their attentions had ignited.

“If I am lucky the bath and relaxing will be enough not to immediately floo back and crawl before my lord,” Cissa said as she shook her wand back to normal after it had morphed into a wooden duplicate of Harry’s cock that she had almost succumbed to sinking into her refusing to stop being waiting for more pussy. “Bella would never let me hear the end of it even if the lucky slut is likely acting like a teenager with an eager boy ready to repeat fucking until he can't rise anymore. If mother and auntie weren’t dead, I think I would want to kick them in the cunt for saddling me with the cold bed I had become accustom to sleeping in. Now I just need to get enough control not to sound like a Knut whore even if those two sex fiends make me almost feel as wanton as one…”

There was no chance that she could get a quick meeting with any of the other ladies that were out of necessity having to behave as if they were a teenage coven of witches to get satisfaction considering their husbands were supposedly Imperioused Death Eaters. Personally, Cissa wondered if her life would be better if Lucius was as susceptible to the curse as he was in using it as then at least the effeminate Lucius could have been useful to meet her needs. Still even with making herself look and smell presentable, she knew the languid and sexually enticing motions her body were instinctively moving with that Lucius would at first think she had learned something at one of her ladies club meetings. Men were not the only ones to be lose lipped during pillow talk although some did have both their lips loosened by the necessary activities not to try to kill their neglectful and frustrating husbands.

For the good of the family, Narcissa had done some subtle things when laying in afterglow with her female lovers, but it had been less fulfilling than some of the same acts when she had been in school and able to answer Lord Black or her father’s inquiries after she had found her body slumped, spent and sated in his lap. It had been part of her education, but no daughter of Black would just jump on just any cock although they were more than eager to spread and control some girl or woman to their benefit and knowing how to rein them in by controlling the pleasure they experienced was a sensible thing to do. Andy had been a deft enough Pureblood Princes and Ted must have had some natural talents to sway her, but even if they had disagreed with whom their mother and aunt had found as matches than Andromeda would have been better going to Lord Arcturus herself as he had been besotted with her. There had been better choices, but those love matches had seem inclined to produce powerful offspring if Harry was an indication. The Longbottom scion was a near squib according to Draco, but some of the mutterings from her other sources made her wonder what her Lord Black had found of interest in the boy.

Cissa had plenty of time to think as her spellwork made her presentable even if she would have proffered a long soak even as she felt her body shudder beneath her controlled exterior to floo back to Lord Black and lose herself as she had heard Bella doing as she left. Her mind thought back and despite trying to deny how it felt, Narcissa wondered if the allure that Harry had made her feel as enticed as a Veela made a wizard feel, but it seemed more primal and her body pulsed with need. She would drill the needed information into their heads before her soak and with how her hands felt there was little chance she wouldn’t be exploring and playing with her body as if she was a young and inexperienced teenager again. There was more to this as she had once managed to interrogate a male that had the pleasure of being enthralled by a Veela, and while that had inflamed the passions and stirred adoration as well as arousal this seemed to practically directly arouse her body along with making her wish to return. She knew part of it was the connection she felt to the station of the Lord Black, but Harry, her lord, was more and the power and dominance had made Bella mewl in bliss and there was little doubt that she would not succumb when circumstances acquiesced to the situation.

“So Narcissa what was it you needed to talk to us about,” Lucius drawled out, as he took his usual seat in his usual chair while conveying the impression that he had far more important things to deal with. “I had planned to ensure Draco had some personal tutoring today. We were both looking forward to it.”

Narcissa didn’t raise her eyebrow or otherwise to show how little she believed him. Draco was far too likely to do so since his father was busy so often, but Lucius was likely upset by his son’s failings over the year and would educate him in that as well as some magic he felt would better allow his heir to represent his family and not be as much of an embarrassment as he had spent the school year being. At least Draco was not acting in the manner that Bella and Harry had mentioned even if it did seem too much like he was being groomed to be a pure copy of Lucius without any of the benefits from her blood being present.

“It is good to see you spending more time to facilitate Draco’s development, my husband, but it seems that there have been some unexpected complications from the passing of Lord Arcturus Black,” Narcissa said as she sipped slowly at the tea that Dobby had delivered to all of them. “Aunt Walburga apparently did not know there was another scion of the house and he arranged a meeting through Gringott’s. It was a most informative meeting and he had much to say about things.”

“Get to the point Narcissa,” Lucius responded wondering how this would have any impact on his concerns. “So a new Black has been found what concern is this of House Malfoy?”

“It is a concern when the new Black is now Lord Black and he has found your duties in regards to our marriage contract lacking,” Narcissa harshly replied as she raked her eyes appraising and coldly so over first Lucius and then Draco without her usual slight concern as his mother. “He informed me of several things that do bring to question how successfully you have fulfilled your obligations. Consider this carefully my husband, he had Rastaban and Rudolphus Lestrange executed for their failings in providing either an heir let alone of one acceptable to the House of Black with Bella as well as keeping her in the station she was used to. I was rather surprised at some of the disappointments that were mentioned that you have neglected to inform me about in your dealings.”

“What? Mother, I was supposed to be the next Lord Black,” Draco suddenly lost his attempts at decorum to whine with as little manners as she had seen Molly’s youngest brat done. “Father said so!”

“While your father may have said so and there appeared to be no applicable scion to be heir let alone the next lord, it was not the case and I expect you to compose yourself with dignity befitting your current station in this family,” Narcissa replied as she conveyed her utter disappointment in him with arching one eyebrow as she paused in her tea. “You are acting remarkably like the Weasley son you spent the year bickering and attempting to gain the Potter Scion’s favor over, and it would appear that the new Lord Black’s observers were right in how you have been acting like a petulant child with the manners befitting a bastard son of a muggle and squib and not one befitting either a Son of House Malfoy or House Black. If any of us sons or daughters of House Black had acted in such a manner we would have been cursed harshly for this. Be grateful this occurred inside the manor as I can tell even Lucius is displeased with your actions. I suspect dear son that my husband will have some words for you in your tutelage session in regards to this.”

“Quite right Narcissa,” Lucius said as he had felt agreement in Narcissa’s rebuking Draco like she had done. “Draco, we are a powerful and respected house and our actions reflect on this in public. Do not get in the habit of losing your decorum as, Merlin forbid, the habit would be fatal in a duel. Such behavior makes me wonder if we will need a spare if you continue to act in such a manner.”

“It may be a necessary idea as Lord Black was rather candid in his opinion of how unimpressive Draco has been although he is just completed his first year,” Narcissa said after the slightest of smirks as she sipped while dissecting her husband’s response. “That would be immaterial if he dissolves our marriage because he finds your recent political ambitions and successes to be less than impressive. It seems considering how you have the minister’s ear that you should have accomplished more to ensure our traditions and society are protected from Dumbledore and his ideals. Still you are alive and have a chance to prove your worth in his eyes, but Lord Black was quite certain on the price of failure.”

“Death,” Lucius said as he though over what had been told by Narcissa, “if we fail to meet the standards of this new Lord Black we will die, and from what my sources say the Lestrange Brothers died quite painfully along with the rest of those two foolish to choose their battles. I will not be a prisoner in my own house, so it leaves us with the choice of proving ourselves. This one does not hesitate nor show mercy, the Aurors have no concern that the Death Eaters loyally waiting in Azkaban were slaughtered like muggles by some unknown dark magic.”

“Lord Black is well skilled in the family’s arts,” Narcissa replied with a slight smile gracing her lips as she looked into her tea speculatively. “I doubt that most of the current Aurors would not be rendered into strips of flesh if he found it necessary. You at least do not have to worry about being on the receiving end of the Unforgivables as he finds them lacking in creativity.”

“He slaughtered the Death Eaters, but kept Bellatrix alive for some reason,” Lucius said as he tried to discern why Narcissa hadn’t mentioned things and was well aware that Narcissa didn’t tell him the new lord’s identity in part since then he could try to assassinate the man to remove the problem which from the sounds would result in an immediate retaliation. “Creativity and loyalty... Don’t tell me he managed to foo the guards and Aurors and that Bellatrix is free once more and loyal to him. Why would she abandon her comrades like that Bellatrix was loyal to the cause?”

“Bella is loyal to the Lord Black as she should be, and while the Dark Lord promised many things far too many of the loyal died from him than either the Aurors or Dumbledore’s amateur,” Cissa said with a look that caused her husband to shudder. “Lord Black found there actions questionable and was more than willing to deal with them when he discovered what some had planned to do when the war was over. I suppose most of them were lucky he did not have the time to properly discuss his opinions and thus gave them relatively quick and merciful deaths, but some of those there had planned to see about using my sister since it seemed neither her husband nor brother had the constitution to perform their duties to the family. The Lestrange Brothers were to be used as an example of what happens to anyone who crosses the family. He has brought the family businesses to task and already made an example of one foolish witch who had the audacity to bite the hand that feeds. You are my husband and Draco is my son and I would rather not have to arrange the burial especially since he was contemplating skinning alive the next wizard to disappoint him.”

“So this wizard who is Lord Black is in business than already,” Lucius said as he tried to find more out about this as he sounded brutal enough and might benefit him in business. “Would there be anything to aid his business ventures that would benefit House Malfoy? Let it be a lesson Draco that one as a Slytherin is to take advantage of any opportunity no matter the source if it will aid you.”

“Yes, father,” Draco answered respectfully. “I will be sure to remember that. It is in part why I spent the year trying to become allied with the Potter Heir regardless of his parent’s decisions. The monetary and political influence if House Potter would be beneficial and the influence as the Boy-Who-Lived among my peers and society is not to be overlooked either.”

“Both are good points, my son,” Narcissa said with a slightly accepting smile. “As the next Lord Potter there are plenty of influence and resources to tap into while his political clout from his fame is equally useful. Unfortunately, I have been informed that you spent most of the year vying with a Weasley of all people to gain his influence. You are judged by your rivals as much as your allies, Draco, be careful to remember that in the future. As for business interests my husband, you have heard about his ventures as Severus has been most frustrated by his losses in the potion business. I believe you know who I am talking about now.”

“That person is the new Lord Black,” Lucius said with as much calm as was possible considering the reputation in Knockturn and elsewhere about that particular brewer. “It would be wise not to antagonize him for that alone. So being skinned alive is no empty threat then, I will have to think on this. His reputation is already impressive even if he prefers not to have his identity known. Some of the rumors I have heard recently were that he has dangerous beasts at his beck and call that no wizard has managed to do before.”

“This is true enough, Lucius,” Narcissa said as she contemplated some of the rumors she had heard as well as Severus’s complaints. “He is confident enough to have a pair of Nundu as house cats that are even more obedient than a familiar with him. I would find it of little doubt that he has even more dangerous creatures to unleash on his enemies. I did see a very venomous serpent that might be his familiar and the rumor of his personal post bird being far more dangerous is quite true. I don’t doubt that bird could snatch a letter from even Dumbledore’s phoenix.”

That brought a start to Lucius as a phoenix was a very powerful magical bird and no one had ever managed to intercept it even during the war as its magical transportation was believed to be unblockable. He could hope that this bird did not have the same ability to ignore wards, or the Lord Black could easily extract enemy or ally from behind wards. He did wonder why Dumbledore never rescued captives with that bird, but he supposed there was a reason for that matter. It was still something he was grateful for as dropping potion vials and other things on them as easily as the Dark Lord had sent serpents to slay his enemies would have been a disaster.

Lucius decided not to ask about the serpent as if the new Lord Black was a Parselmouth than it was better he didn’t know and hopefully not suffer from dying from the worry about the dangers that presented. The Dark Lord had used that ability to assassinate a number of dissenters and he suspected part of the mark was based on that form of magic. How Bella could be loyal considering her mark made him very frightened as there was no way even death of removing the mark, and it ensured in its own way loyalty as it allowed the Dark Lord to bypass almost any protections to find the marked.

“So this is someone that is already beginning to stretch their reach out and has been very successful already,” Lucius said as he realized that he would have to do something to ensure his survival, which meant that using the artifact the Dark Lord had entrusted would be a necessity and given the mutterings the meddler Arthur Weasley was causing than he would be best suited to plant it in the more impressionable one which was the daughter over the summer. “I suppose that is all that you can inform us of and I will need to discern how best to respond to this. While this is unexpected and I had hoped that Draco would be able to bring the influence of House Black to further our family, it is still a unique opportunity that will need to be carefully mapped out. Draco, I expect you to meet me in the training room in two hours so you will also have some time to think on this and your already questionable actions.”

“Yes, father,” Draco said after barely opening his mouth to protest. “I will see you then.”

Lucius rose to leave and contemplate on things. He was aware that Arthur planned to meddle in his affairs as his own moles and sources at the Ministry had informed him of the raids although they were more like annoying inspections than any real danger. It was no different than getting contraband or questionable merchandise out of sight living or otherwise even if he knew that his muggle playthings were safely elsewhere for his later use. If only Arthur was normal and played with the muggles instead of obsessing with their toys, but he couldn’t fault the bumbling man considering how henpecked he was by his wife. Sneaking the diary onto his daughter would be a more amusing action than just any of the other so called muggle lovers as it would destroy their family’s reputation and undermine the travesty of passing more rights than muggles deserved, which was just to be used by their betters.

It was a shame that potions were too expensive to be able to retrain all of the muggles, but it was far more fun to break one’s muggle property than otherwise. It would be unsatisfying if they were as docile as if they were Imperioused, and breaking them to task was where the fun was along with watching them scream and mean it. The muggleborn were bringing enough subversive thoughts a century ago and now they had these notions that flew in the face of convention and reality that life is hierarchical and thus wizards should rule over the muggles as was the natural order of things.

“Do not go yet, Draco. I have a few things to tell you before you meet with your father,” Narcissa said as she enjoyed her refilled cup of tea as she gave her son a look that made him snap back to attention. “You have it seems been not specifically forthcoming in what you have been up to this past year, and I want a factual and unembellished account of your actions, young man. I suspect your father will wish to do the same although his focus will be different than mine. Now tell me everything, or not having a broom to try out for the Quidditch team will be the least of your worries...”

Draco gulped and did just that as Narcissa grilled him as thoroughly as her own father and mother had every year upon returning home and more harshly so when Sirius was first sorted into Gryffindor and then fell in with whom the family had not considered appropriate people. She instilled a sense of terror as while Bella had been the more sadistic that did not mean that Cissa was lacking in that regards and was as cruel and sharp as a Black should be. If it was not for the tea and her wand requiring her to set that down to curse her son, Draco would have found that his mother was more cowing with her spell casting than his father could ever hope to be.

As Draco continued to disappoint with each confrontation and action he mentioned, Narcissa almost felt the urge to simply extinguish the disappointment that she had the misfortune to bare into the world. Still she was his mother and for that reason she hoped Harry would spare the fool even as she felt the dread certainty that Lucius’s attempt to prove his worth would cost him his life. She knew that Harry would be understanding and hoped that her plea to allow her time to prevent Draco from becoming as much of a lost cause as Lucius was to his eyes, but even his mercy for her sake would eventually tire.

To buy her son time to think and she hoped realize the mistakes he was making, Narcissa was willing to return to his home and crawl on her knees offering her entire being to stay his wrath. Draco had already antagonized him to the point that even Sirius would have done worse than he had to Severus especially with what she had learned on why her cousin had thought out what he had passed off as a prank to his friends. It was not that her cousin hadn’t had a valid reason to facilitate Severus being shuffled off the mortal coil even at the risk it would have meant for Remus Lupin, and Cissa suspected that there had been a plan to deal with the repercussions of Lupin mauling a wizard.

“Draco, I can only give you this advice,” Narcissa said as she set her once more empty tea cup onto her side table. “Keep your head down and your mouth shut this year. Lord Black is not the only one moving this year and most of those would see you as little more than a pawn to settle their scores and feuds with your father. While your father is a powerful wizard, you have overused the implied force he can bare and most of your housemates now will believe you have little to no power of your own.”

“But mother,” Draco started to counter, “father says...”

“Your father says a lot of things, most of it can be useful,” Narcissa rebukes as her wand easily slips into her finger’s caress. “However, your acting like a petulant child has resulted in those who are your peers believing you will rush back to your father and have thus failed to impress what power and authority you have or will have. Be grateful I do not curse you for how little effort you have placed into your studies, and I suspect that your father will have at least a few pain curses for being so far down in class ranks. While I can understand being beaten by Ravenclaws as they seek power through knowledge, your father will be as upset that the Potter Heir and his loyal muggleborn puppy took the top place in the year with you several places below even in potions!”

“But Severus said,” Draco tried to butt in. “I was doing well!”

“Severus, while a potions master, is not the most talented one of his generation even if the others are as good as dead or outright dead now. There was a reason we both advised you to become acquaintances with Harry Potter,” Narcissa said as her magic shot out a pain curse just missing Draco’s inflated head. “I knew the boy’s mother and father, and he has by the sounds of it inherited their talents. James Potter was considered a transfiguration prodigy on par with Professor McGonagall and some had suspected close toe Dumbledore’s level of master when he reached his full measure as a wizard. Lily Potter was most likely from her talents more than was believed. I even suspected that there has to have been magical blood in her veins in the recent past since her instinctive knowledge of potions and grace in charms were almost what one would expect from some of the more secretive families. Lily Evans was Severus’s collaborator and I suspect a number of potions and theories he is credited with were her work. He is lucky to have survived his falling out with her in their fifth year. She was not a woman to antagonize Draco and even your Aunt Bellatrix was impressed by her prowess. If he has inherited even half of their talents and from the reports he has more than done so that given the thirst for knowledge and from his life a strong desire to survive, as well as the fact that Lord Black was interested in him as he is Sirius Black’s godson as you are Severus’s, I do not doubt that a young man that can outcast fifth years in his first year is someone you should keep antagonizing!”

“But mother, I was trying to gain him as an ally and all he mostly did was study and hangout with that girl,” Draco tried to defend himself by saying. “Practically every time I was able to do so Weasley interrupted and would need to be moved to do so.”

“Where you kept ending up in scuffles like a muggle hooligan,” Narcissa said with her voice causing shudders of apprehension to pass through his body. “As I said before, you will keep your head down, mouth shut, and your opinions to yourself! Your father will not be helped by needing to handle whatever petty troubles you stir up this year. If it was not for what little of the reputation for your father that your actions have not tarnished, your housemates would have curtailed your behavior by now. Several of their mothers wondered if we had left you amidst muggle orphans with how you acted, and I had to stress that you had not only your father’s protections but what remained of the Black influence to keep you from being disciplined by your older housemates whom you have most assuredly aggravated!”

“I was just doing what father instructed me to do,” Draco whined out. “He told me to ally with those useful to me and make sure the rest were aware of their place.”

“If your father fails in proving his worth, we will be without what protection and influence he has, as you cannot wield any of it at your age,” Narcissa said as in her anger she twitched her wand down and caught Draco in a yelp causing pain curse. “We would then be left with what protections Lord Black is willing to offer. Your current failings were almost enough to have you cast out and the marriage dissolved leaving you as a Bastard and you know how we view such lowly creatures. Your godfather would be able to protect you slightly and those you have antagonized would be more than willing to gain satisfaction once you only had his protection. Draco, while it does not seem to you that you have slighted those that can retaliate, some of your housemates as well as those outside would revel in your misfortunes. You have seen how those lower in the hierarchy are treated as well as the rest of your year mates by the older years, and if you are not careful then you will know what they have experienced.”

“Yes, mother,” Draco sulked as he replied even while he twitched from the pathetic level of pain the curse had caused. “I will do as you say. I still need to get ready for father’s lessons.”

“Yes, you do so you had best get prepared,” Narcissa said as she gave a slight smile and an affectionate caress to his head. “You are my son Draco, and I wish for you to succeed even as you have already alienated and aggravated your future peers. Be careful this coming school year as many people are going to use it and the school to further their own agendas. As you are now, Lord Black has stated you are of little use or concern, but if you continue to disappoint and act with the manners even embarrassing to a Weasley then he will cast you out, dissolve the marriage, and likely deal with you or find a use for you to make up for the inconvenience and mess you have already made.”

Draco winced at that and Narcissa gave a sound of disappointment at how thin skinned Draco was and that she would need to give him some tough love even before his father did so as she knew his lesson would be accompanied by more than a stinging hex which was the most he had felt before this. She just wanted to go to her bath now that she had her tea with the hope her body would stop demanding her to floo to Lord Black and prostrate her body while waiting for the pleasure his using her would bring. If Lucius wasn’t so stingy with where he kept his toys than she would have a lovely girl to feed her grapes, fruits and cheeses with some soft wine while bathing her with a massage before and after, but while she suspected that her husband acquired muggles that would not be missed for his use she had no proof.

Harry had muggle, squib and witches to serve him and she saw they did not do so out of fear, but she had seen their eyes and they were satisfied and content with things. The irritation that they likely were eager to feel his cock which her body was craving since sucking it had only reawakened her feelings and needs was sent through her wand and it glowed in anticipation. Draco, her son she saw had been coddled too much and would need some discipline even if Lucius likely would be putting him under something far stronger than the infantile stinging hex which she had been told was the magical equivalent of muggles giving a rowdy child’s hand a gently smack.

“Draco, your father will be expressing his own disappointment so take this as an early preparatory lesson,” Narcissa said as she flicked her wand and let a mild pain curse land full force causing her to frown as he dropped as if she had used the Cruciutous on him. “Pain will hopefully be a suitable reminder that even if you are our son that you are not irreplaceable as we can have another heir if you fail to meet expectations. If you are weak, become strong. If you are ignorant then learn. If you are foolish then learn to plan. Your house mates should have taught you this lesson before Yule, but they likely thought your floundering was a plan to trick them. Let this minor pain serve to correct your behavior as we have been far too soft on you and in any other proper pureblood house your actions would have almost demanded harsher punishment. Now get out of my sight and think about things, young man!”

Draco whimpered even as she let the mild pain curse off and he departed with little to know decorum. Harry had been right that Draco needed some harsh discipline as he was soft spoiled and arrogant. If he had been raised a Black than Narcissa suspected that he would have been cursed far worse. They were not strangers to pain and one did judge things in relation to their other experiences. Still not even Walburga would have cursed Sirius harsher than necessary, and her own father was as equal in using physical as well as magical punishments. Lord Arcturus would likely have only given Andy a light session of being spanked with perhaps a very gentle whipping for eloping when she should have mentioned things. Still the match was to those who they should have not been matched with at all.

Leaving her tea cup to be removed by Dobby or one of the other elves, Narcissa made her way to the bath where she let her outfit fall to pool at her feet with a tired sigh as the heat felt good even from where she was. She walked from where she left her clothes to be picked up by an elf to sink into the scented and warm bath where she moaned as she felt the heat sooth her aches and relieve her stress. A tap of her wand and the bath was occupied with moving water further soothing her body as the compulsion and desire to return were muted with the pleasure from the bath.

Narcissa smiled slightly when a platter of her favorite relaxing foods appeared by her side. This was why she didn’t understand why Lucius had to terrorize their elves as when an elf was busy they were happy and they were happiest when they anticipated their master’s needs and desires. Shifting her body in the scented, warm and moving water, Cissa settled down in a placement that had the water caressing her still aroused body as even her meeting had not scaled back how her body was waiting for more and craved some attention. Letting the unique flavors she desired melt on her tongue before rinsing it with a soft and smooth wine, she let the baths relaxing affects make her body slowly recover.

She closed her eyes as she finished her food and wine before moving the strongest current to directly stimulate her anticipating sex. Narcissa arched into it and let her body once more ride the waves of pleasure even as her mind played fantasies of Bella and their master enjoying her body while she came from their attentions with her moaning, groaning, mewling and acting as liberated and wanton a lover as they wished. Even if she had been able to pay attention in her bliss as the pleasure washed her worries and concerns away. Every fantasy she had enjoyed and fervently hoped for since Draco was born passed through her eyes and she only noticed one difference in them as Harry replaced the men who had satisfied her in her dreams and Bella and some of the women at his home as well as the images of those that they had described taking the place of her imagined and real female lovers.

Her bath waters were heavily mixing with her juices and it felt soothing on her skin as she dwelt on a fantasy of her lord joining her in the bath and finding her legs unresisting as he spread her thighs and sank between them. He would slide her body enough that her wet and swollen from arousal and the warmth of the bath breasts were easily in reach of his lips while his hands roamed her body and her lips were parted with her head thrown back as she moved against the dominant and demanding lover. Her legs would wrap around him as the water moved around them as he relentlessly drove to his release through her many own. Her eyes fluttered open as the dream faded of Harry carrying her to bed and making love to her then fucking her like a whore before shifting between caring and demanding as he beckoned his eager to serve lovers to join in. Her body still tingled as if feeling his hands having just caressed her inflamed with passion body as she stretched in the water sensually with sexual hunger as well as some satisfaction conveyed with every motion she made.

She was having a pleasant blissful contentment moment savoring the delightfully lingering pleasure of her fantasy and slow yearning for what she had been denied for too long when a scream echoed loudly from across the mansion where Lucius was giving Draco a lesson. It was slightly reminiscent of her own childhood as none of the Black patriarch or matriarchs were ones to as the muggles say spare the rod and spoil the child, but the sound of his winy effeminate voice was a sharp contrast compared to what little noise either Regulus or Sirius had uttered when they were such punished nor did her own or her sisters been as pitiful. Bella had sounded joyful when their father put her under a pain curse equal to her moans of pleasure when she watched and helped torture one of the vermin that thought he could touch them.

Thinking back on it, her own cry had been husky and she hadn’t sounded like such a weak willed self-obsessed fool. Her father had always comforted them after a punishment, and Cissa recalled the number of delightful nights after being punished where he had soothed her body, administered some medical magic, and made sure she had learned her lesson before spending equal amounts of time being rewarded with pleasure as his skilled and experienced talents drove her to exhaustion after her body could not handle any more orgasms or stimulation of any kind. Her grandfather had been the same way as had the Lord Black of her day and the predecessors for the rest had similarly educated their daughters. Her only fault with Lord Arcturus’s son, Orion, had been that he hadn’t disciplined her Aunt Walburga as much as he should have as well as how her father should have ensured her mother didn’t collaborate with that woman to the despair of the family.

Oh, she knew that they had sex far more than just siring an heir would require, but even though her own encounters were delightful with them there was the fact that Walburga and Druella had really needed Orion and Sirius if not Lord Arcturus and Pollux to be busy dominating them sexually especially ensuring that they had their uppity asses reamed often enough to keep the mothers stabile. Father and son should have doubled up on them to keep them spent or call in other males to ensure that the scheming dup had been too satisfied and exhausted to create the problems that still festered to this day. Draco sounding so pitiful from such a low level curse was a disappointment, but it was somewhat familiar to relax and ponder things with it in the background.

Letting the pleasant memories of her pre marriage sexual romps pass through her mind, Cissa realized that her sex life had been better before and if she knew then what she knows now than Andy would not have been the only one to pull a runner or she would have made sure she was in charge enough to be happy even if it meant sodomizing Lucius daily just to get her own needs met. The memories and fantasies blended together as the feelings were from memory, but the images were a mix of both with Draco’s screams replaced with Lucius failing to meet her father, grandfather and their lord’s standards and being tortured for it before they all made her shudder and slump once they and she were spent. After that, they made the idiot two clean her up while her sisters’ lips were latched to her coated breasts. Memories of what was mixed with what should have been even if she had been for the house until Sirius’s godson came into their lives before coming into her or making her cum when he had played with her while under the effects of the lactation charm.

The dream held none of her problems and focused on the pleasant past and this time being sandwiched between Sirius and the younger Regulus for celebrations as well as sharing their beds with Bella. Memories of the delights her responding male and female lovers had given her were cherished and even if she had been satisfied with their father and grandfather that Cissa had wanted to know the two cousins as closely as she knew her sisters. Her mother and aunt were superimposed with the bliss of how her sisters looked when the older and more dominant men in their lives made them climax until passing out. It was what she had always hoped for and didn’t get to have. If the dream had her controlling Lucius and raising Draco properly that was just a pleasant wish she had.

Her body responded to the memories and her mind was responding by allowing Cissa to re-experience the sensations and her mind was oblivious to her surroundings as she felt as if the past was real once more. She further saturated the bath with her juices as the memory of her sexual escapades resulted in feeling and experiencing the same body thrashing orgasms. Lost in this bliss, time passed until Cissa stretched as she came down again from the memory induced pleasure. She realized that she wanted the fantasy to be real so she could know she experienced it and could relive it again as well. Missing her opportunities was not something she wished to do even if she had some minor hesitation in running to her son’s believed to be nemesis when he thought her son was an annoyance at best to ride his hard body until she drenched him in her juices and mingled that and the sweat of their exertion. If he was but the slightest bit older, she would have likely still been there getting satisfied like her sister Bella was likely still doing.

Not knowing if she had soaked for half an hour or hours, Cissa had let even the worry of Draco’s idiocy from Lucius fade from her mind for a few minutes while the elves milled about dutifully and diligently doing their duty. Her clothes were removed from the bath and her now empty platter, wine glass and bottle properly dealt with and a soft towel and her favored post bath outfit that barely covered or concealed everything whose fabric felt wonderful caressing her skin placed where she needed them. She chose to dry off with the towel instead of the spell as it felt nicer and her body was still on edge and sensitive from the bath.

Narcissa slipped her sexy translucent sleepwear on and smiled at how the bath had helped. Her edge was soothed a bit and now she could sleep without crawling back to that house begging like a bitch in heat to be serviced even if part of her felt an instinctive desire to once more be filled until her body became full and round with a child warming her pleasantly again. Being pregnant was far nicer for a witch than a muggle, and she had been able to get her sexual hungers sated then and Cissa knew that if or as it felt when her lord wished her to do her duty that it would be memorable.

It was years if not a decade almost away as even if the likely failure of Lucius removed her husband that she would try to save Draco, and the only other way to ensure she would need to be put out to be bred would be if her son did something stupid that had him unable to have an heir. Bella likely would make her submit until she acknowledged that she would be Harry’s first bitch to be bred, and her sister probably would have been mellower if she was pregnant as often as Molly had been. That woman needed not just a good fuck, but a firm dominated topping where she was made to break, beg, and be made to submit. Unfortunately, Cissa had once seen the disgusting way she had kept her body in school and she had become even more hideous since then as it seemed she had no pride in her appearance. How Arthur had managed to get her pregnant so many times when Cissa knew she didn’t shave anywhere let alone maintaining a trimmed area to be accessible for a lover’s fingers, tongue, and other attentions.

She was in no rush, but the Weasleys would have had less money issues if they had less children or the woman accepted being paid to carry other women’s children. There had been a few of the busy pureblood mothers who would have paid to have someone else go through the experience even if Cissa had missed the feeling as she had not needed potions to sooth the normal aches that they complained about or the sensitivity in her belly. Mostly she had spent her entire pregnancy horny and had taken the comforts her family had provided with the occasional odd food cravings but the elves had been very eager to get the strange things she had wanted far faster than any muggle husband could hope.

Cissa sensually and slightly sated walked with a slightly sauntering gate to the bedroom. Lucius would be busy with Draco still or trying to make a plan that would result in him surviving even if she believed his plan would be the step too far for him. Her body felt far less of an immediate need to shudder and shake in ecstasy while her mind was able to relax and think things through just a bit clearer. It would be only a matter of time before she ended up in her Lord Black’s bed, but she hoped it would be when she could be seen with him in public to dance and talk let alone spend her nights eagerly drowning in the mutual pleasures his already maturing and enviable body could provide.

She looked around the room and it took the edge off of her contentment as Lucius had gone for form than function for the room and she had barely added any touches of her own. He was more often than not sleeping with someone elsewhere and the room had a depressing feel to her as her encounters with him had been short and pathetic. While she enjoyed her ass being fucked, her husband had done that before barely spending enough time for her to orgasm in her since then cock deprived pussy. He probably only did that because traditionally a woman was more likely to conceive if she had an orgasm. Now if he had the useful though to believe the more and intense orgasms the easier she would conceive an heir than her early part of the marriage would have been more pleasant.

“Hello, Cissa,” Bella said as she slipped out from behind the shadows in her sister’s practically ornate and depressingly unfeeling bedroom. “I see you have informed them of our Lord’s thoughts on their behavior. I must admit that Dora sounds more impressive than Draco has proven to be. Despite Andy’s falling for a muggle born, Dora is at least noticeably a Black by her actions, beliefs, and gifts while Draco is practically a duplicate of Lucius. It is a shame that when he inevitably fails that I won't be the one to punish him.”

“You act as if it is assured that Lucius will fail, and while I have been a dutiful wife and mother, I will admit that he does have some bad habits that will cause problems,” Narcissa said with a sigh before Bella moved behind and took her into a comforting yet promising so much pleasure embrace. “The past few years seem to have removed a large portion of the subtlety and that has been passed on to Draco. It is possible that he will succeed, but his beginning to believe he is more than he was will not help matters. I would have thought that our Lord would have you be the one to punish any failings considering your experience in the matter.”

“Oh, I will probably help and Lord Black has been so delicious to hand me a most eager apprentice to train even if she is or rather was lacking in magical potency,” Bella said with a purr as she whispered into her sister’s ear while letting her hands roam over the barely covering and delightfully translucent bed attire she was wearing. “Still I suspect that young Dora will be ready to properly be blooded for the family by then and her training and conditioning will be most impressive if we have anything to say about it. Considering that you should have looked in on our niece, I am surprised that Lucius hadn’t mentioned that she was a full metamorphmagus among other things. With your darling husband being on the Board of Governors, he should have known and informed you. Neither our mother nor Aunt Walburga had any right to cast her out for her choice and it seems that Andy’s pet mudblood was actually able to enhance the bloodline, which our lord is impressed with doing. As it is, Andy has been worked up by our history and poor Dora didn’t know even half what any Daughter of the House should have before arriving let alone by her current year. He is fixing that, but I didn’t stop by to talk to you about the delightful conversation we had or to rub in how overconfident your son is with his actions in comparison to his skill let alone informing you that plans are already prepared to collect on the debt when Lucius fails. No dear sister, I came here to talk with you about things that are much more pleasant than that.”

“So what did you want to talk to me about, Bella?” Narcissa asked before moaning as Bella had finally slipped her hands to cup her still aroused from earlier breasts. “How I ran out on our lord before you so eagerly satisfied him?”

Bella toyed with her for a few moments letting her sister recall how their lord felt and his presence being so intoxicating with its dominating sexuality. She had hoped her lord would allow her to do this to Andy, but given how Dora had turned out despite her interference Bella was fairly certain that Harry would not let any of them reeducate Andy which was a pity. Andy had been very attractive and Lord Arcturus had ensured her body was very skilled in pleasuring him, and Harry should be able to enjoy the benefit of that training. Still the man had been able to sexually satisfy her sister which was hard to do, so there was a chance for some uncertain times when Andy inevitably panicked.

Cissa was fun to tease, but the thought of being able to bring Andy back into the family and see her howl as their master screwed any thought of rebellion out of her head made her shudder in anticipation. Still this had potential as well and Cissa would need to be comforted when those pathetic ponces eventually died, and Bella had little doubt that Lucius would last more than a year with how rusty his subtlety had become under the Fudge administration where just passing out galleons worked. Whatever the fool chose would just hasten his death and by then she hope Dora was ready be properly blooded. Still it was a shame that master had allocated that as Bella wanted to see what young Jenifer could do once trained. The girl was positively vicious and Bella had needed to compose herself after drenching herself from how eagerly and exactly Jennifer had described her breaking of her traitorous sister.

“Only in part dear lover and sister, only in part my sweet Cissa, but I did benefit from things even if I now realize I should have let things go further before showing you our lords real identity,” Bella said before kissing her aroused sister’s needy lips while letting her hands roam all over Cissa’s body from her revealed breasts to slip between her parted thighs. “Even only having your tasty pussy lapped by his skilled tongue and you would have needed to be carried home let alone having this neglected pussy finally stretched by a real cock again. I had imagined seeing you bouncing on him while he lavished his lips on these responsive tits even as he had me lick and lap at both you and prepare your ass to have a Lord Black dominate and reestablish his rightful ownership of it, but that was not to be dear sister and yet I am not too disappointed since I had to down a number of restorative potions just to be able to move to floo call you let alone visiting like this.”

Cissa was shuddering as Bella brought more and more of her cravings to the surface. She knew that if she had not seen how young Lord Black was as well as being the boy her son complained about before experiencing what Bella was arousing her with descriptions of that she likely would still be there and warming his bed amongst other things. Draco seemed to miss noticing that Harry was more mature and likely capable of just destroying him in raw power. Perhaps it was that her son could not grasp what he had deemed useful only as a tool to be far more powerful and not just magically than him. That in part had been why she had not revealed the identity of her lord even as part of her wanted to shout it to the world before rushing back and shouting her pleasure at being wrapped around that firm and sculpted body.

Damn, but Bella was taking advantage of her distraction and she could feel her sister already had managed to ensure her legs had parted and fingers doing more than caressing her outside sensitive and flushed skin. Cissa couldn’t even find the desire to stop Bella’s attentions and just responded as her long skilled fingers once again made her pant and rock as her body was drawn towards first wetness and then drenching her hand as she spasmed around her moving fingers.

“Bella,” Cissa managed to pant out before lowering her head in resignation that she had lost this even if she was not ready to be carried back to his house and surrender completely just yet, “take me to bed, lover. It has been far too long and you can tell me more about our lord there. I need to know more about him given what meager information Draco was able to provide. I know what I saw and felt, but you know him better than I...”

“You will know him as well, dear Cissa, your blood will not allow you to do otherwise,” Bella said as she moved to scoop Cissa up while keeping her fingers moving inside her. “As difficult as it is to fathom, our Lord Black is more dominating than Lord Arcturus was and you recall how we responded to him. I think Walburga would have been more agreeable if he along with her husband gave her a seeing to daily. Our mother would have been less of a shrew if that was the case, but where they let other issues distract from the more pleasant marriage duties, I do not think our Lord will shirk the more satisfying ones. I doubt you will last the summer dear cousin before I find you bouncing in his lap and I hope I can be there to taste you both then.”

“I was thinking that before dear sister, but I must ensure things here are as they should be first,” Cissa said as she felt Bella lower her to her bed and her legs part to allow her complete access to her body. “Neither of us are teenagers who only had to worry about our studies and what our father and his lordship wanted from us. I have invested too much time in this to let it fail so easily, and my failing would disappoint him too greatly. Lucius is a lost cause and his attempt to gain our lord’s favor will most likely cost him his life, but Draco is not beyond salvaging or use just yet. Those fools denied you the opportunity to be a mother, and what kind of mother would I be to abandon my son so easily.”

“I see your reason behind it and as much as part of me craves to have our lord make my belly swell with the joy of bearing his children it is not yet time for that and I know he will not allow it until things would be safe and our enemies crushed beneath his heel,” Bella said as she let her head rest between Cissa’s panting breasts and lavished them with her lips and tongue. “If we abandoned our children that easily then he would have no reason to trust us to raise let alone carry his children. The master will grant you mercy and tolerate Draco for a time, but if the boy does not change his ways than he will wash his hands of your son. It will be difficult because he takes after that foppish boar of a husband of yours, and I fear that even now he is far too like him not to be brought to task.”

“Thank you Bella for your understanding,” Cissa whispered as she arched her body into her sister’s attentions. “I will hear it from his lips before I let that son of mine return to that school. While he is our lord, I must still ask for as much leniency as he can offer as it will be a challenge to remove the notions Lucius has implanted in his head. Sometimes I barely feel as if he has any connection to that infant I held so briefly after the close time while he grew inside me, sister. I have worried and fulfilled my duties enough today, lovely Bella. Please make love to me like before, lover. It has been far too long and I have missed you so...”

Bella cut her off by kissing her sweetly and tenderly before deepening the kiss and saying when she broke it when they were both panting, “Cissa, my sweet lovely sister, I have missed you as well. Now relax and feel how I care for you and how much our lord and master feels for us by letting us come closer once more...”

There was no real talking after Bella reclaimed her sisters lips and Cissa was awash with pleasure as they made up for lost time. Cissa succumbed to her sister’s fingers and then their aroused flesh writhing together before Bella lavished her tongue on her. Eventually Bella moved up to kiss her sister and their tongues tasted the unique flavor that was Cissa before she trailed kisses down her body once more while deciding to stifle her sister’s moans with what she had begged Bella to let her taste again.

Bella smirked as she felt the thrill Cissa responded with when she realized her sister had come with his still fresh inside her. She managed to get Cissa relaxed and prepared for when her lover was ready to visit their lord again. It had been fun whispering to her all the naughty things that she had been doing since he had first visited her while working Cissa’s neglected sex like a slightly out of tune instrument, but both ladies had an exciting and exhausting day. They drifted off with their faces resting between the other’s thighs and Bella smirked as she slept as she had succeeded in making sure her sister still liked her ass played with and leaving the toy to remind her lover and sister that their lord had the right to enjoy her there.

They would not be disturbed as Lucius was busy on his plan after having an elf drop the recovering Draco in his room, and spent the night working before venting his frustration on one of the missing muggles he was unwilling to let Cissa have as she would not treat them as he wished. The woman would likely not revel in the pure humiliation and torment he was satisfied and needed to feel whole, and since they were never leaving he could use them to sate his lack of control and addiction to the dark arts. The power he felt when doing so was as intensely euphoric to him only the thrill of seeing the self-loathing when he raped them was more satisfying to the dog that unknowingly dug his grave a bit more deeper with each moment.

Passed out with his flaccid minuscule member not even sized enough to be worth calling a cock or dick slipping out of the bound and tortured girl’s ass as he had torn her brother’s to needing salve so he could use it again, Lucius slept and he would awake when the cursed collar made the boy scream in the morning where he would rinse and use the boy for his morning absolution. If Harry knew about this habit, Lucius would have been lucky with the fate he had planned when he failed. Still the whispered promises of suffering caused the sleeping filth to shiver as he slept, and on the edges of his mind the nightmares of what his future would be danced just out of his recollection.

This was a wonderful contrast to what Lucius would consider nightmares that were the dreams his unfortunate to be married to him wife and sister in law were experiencing. The two Daughters of House Black snuggled closer in their sleep as the wonderfully naughty fantasies of the things Harry would do with them and to them along with the arousing and absolutely delicious women that flocked to him. Both women knew that Harry was more of a man than either of their already or soon to be deceased husbands could imagine being. He did in a way own most of his lovers, but he cared, loved and provided for them in an unconventional but enjoyable relationship. Narcissa’s dreams were only occasionally marred by the disappointment she felt for both Lucius and Draco. She loved her son, but at times like this almost wished he had been born a she since she had wanted a daughter to raise her way. Bella likewise had wanted one of each a son she could be proud was manly as any proper male with such blood should be and a daughter to raise worthy and proud of having such a woman. There were also dreams of grandbabies to spoil even if both dreamed still of birthing and helping rebuild the house.

They were Blacks and while they were powerful, gorgeous, and cunning one could not say they were what most would consider sane. Power had left its bit of madness even if they were not as self-destructive as some. They reveled in their existence, relished the pleasures and pains of the flesh, and were drawn to power like moths to flames. It was a dream that all of them had to bring honor and glory to their house even if they took different paths. The war had not been kind and all had suffered no matter what of the many sides they had chosen. In the depths of their cold and calculating minds, they wished for Harry as Lord Black to unleash the cleansing fire until the house grew stronger for it.

*******

Half way across the world the House of Li was trying to understand the signs that were now appearing before them. It seemed as if the prophecy was being fulfilled and the return of their master was at hand if not his true heir who would claim his tittles and holdings. Su was doing her best to sort things through as well as resuming her more intense training now that Zhu was around to instruct her again. She loved her cousin and the girl was one hell of a fighter while Su leaned more to being a researcher who could defend herself when necessary although their family’s idea of defending themselves from threats were a bit more bizarre than most.

She had been working her way through the library trying to find more on things as well as things that would aid her master in his ambition. The problem was that the involved prophecies were rather ancient and in a number of moistly abandoned dialects which only the elders were well versed in currently. The general first part of the description of who the master would be had described him with the terms of Jade eyes and Silver fire which fit and there hadn’t been a Necromancer with those eyes let alone a Silver Necromancer since the master had passed on. The House of Black had been founded by a Black Necromancer and the members of the house carried a fragment of that gift in their blood which allowed them to delve into dark and Black magic’s as well as the rudimentary aspects of the art that wizards generally classed as necromancy.

Su was aware that the connection with death in the members did tend to allow them to know about their death and some other aspects. Some of her family had tried to learn the master’s art, but it was more art than science in that it was subjective and if one did not have the gift than certain aspects were denied to utilize. She had seen the magic and rituals that Harry had enacted and what he did moistly out of instinct and references to his primer would take anyone not gifted hours to months to prepare the simpler rituals. Any magical could create imitation necromantic weapons through very long and drawn out rituals, but the strength of the artifacts would take a larger sacrifice than Harry or his apprentices used. Hermione’s weapon would have taken more than a mature dragon to forge most likely an entire flight of a single species of dragon and many human sacrifices to stabilize it to use.

The echoes of the souls affected by the sacrifices were more prevalent in that, but Su had spent hours analyzing Harry’s gauntlets and it had scared her that if her suspicions were right that the hooks could do more than kill and drink blood, but to actually rip a soul out to utilize or free it to pass on as clearly as a Dementor could suck them out of a person. She had also analyzed the set that Hermione wore and the bone armor and weapons carried a significant portion of the sacrificed dragon’s power granting her mistress additional attributes when worn besides their being as sturdy as even goblin wrought armor or similar plating at less of a weight than titanium or the rarer magical and mostly lost metals. She wanted to study the other apprentice’s weapons since the chain sword was familiar to her, and having dart launchers of necromantic bone was very interesting and her knowledge hungry mind wanted to understand it.

Unfortunately, it was time for some sword practice with Zhu and the woman was worked up from her master’s teasing. Still Su was proud that she hadn’t found their naked bodies entwined and covered in sweat and crusted juices, although, she had listened to the howls as her sexually attractive cousin drove herself to orgasm that first night and all the following ones. Her swordsmanship was not as great as Zhu’s skills with the sword and between even her inherited ability to function on less sleep being taxed in fulfilling her duties and the exertion of the new forms she had to ingrain into her body there was little hope of more than a draw in their spars.

“So you decided to show up, Su,” Zhu said as she looked frustrated to the point that she likely would jump Harry when they met and he would then have to fuck her into submission to settle things, “and here I was thinking you were going to neglect your training when you have your duties to consider as well and how they would be better facilitated if you were better prepared to complete them, but it seems that I was wrong and you will be attempting to be more than a living repository.”

“How nice of you to say Zhu, and I wouldn’t mind being a repository for Harry to use not just for holding plethora of information, but then again, I have had that pleasure while you seem to need to wake the house with your fantasies of the most pleasurable ways of doing that,” Su countered as she dismissively looked over her practice swords where she could see the flush her cousin sported and snickered from it. “Silencing charms would be much appreciated since you don’t take anyone to bed with you and it is rather cruel to make everyone hear as you masturbate and shout out your dreams about what my master can, would, should, and hopefully will do with such a supple and pliable firm woman such as you. My master may not have the trained skills that you have yet, but his own training has built a firm, flexible and powerful man in mind, body and spirit.”

“He does seem like the kind of man I would love to test myself with,” Zhu said with lust clearly pouring out of her before frowning as she realized her little weak and soft cousin had experienced the glory of being wrapped around and wrapping around the man who had almost shattered her control and reduced her to a mewling animal begging to be mounted with onlookers be damned care. “I doubt you were not dominated and then exhausted while barely meeting your master’s needs, which is likely why he has a group of women to meet his needs. I suppose I can take some of my time to ensure your performance is nowhere as lacking in the future, and I can understand that a barely half trained child was not able to last as long as I would. Even if he is that dominant and powerful of a man, I will enjoy helping train his skills to their maximum potential while you are more inclined to be a useful pool for knowledge and slightly relieving his obviously manly needs.”

“While I do not deny that master dominated me and drove me to heights of pleasure I had not thought possible,” Su said as she drew her blades with an audible echo. “I at least have had the pleasure to meet my master’s needs, but you underestimate him and overestimate your own sexual stamina. Master would be more than able to leave you spent and begging for relief from his attention, cousin. I look forward to seeing you being the one dominated and mewling like a bitch in need of a good seeing to when master visits us. Now let us see where we stand with each other, Zhu!”

Su knew that even as distracted as Zhu was by thoughts of her master and what she wished to experience in her head that Zhu outclassed her in skill by a large margin. Still she planned on doing better than she had before and hoped for a tie while dreaming for a win in both parts of the match. . Zhu had always liked dominating her and while she did enjoy being dominated and made to serve Su preferred only her master or those he wished to do so. He had earned the right to command and control her completely, and she dreamed of the day that Zhu would be dominated even if it was not by her hand. Su was looking forward to his visit as in a few minutes he had driven both her and her mother to be panting in need, but as much as she felt her satisfaction would have been met in watching her master smirk down as they spread their legs and rocked in lust waiting to be fucked.

It would not have been the first time she had seen either mid-coitus, but Zhu had always been the dominant one in any sexual encounter she had seen even if she had originally been dominated by her training master as well as the more skilled males in the family. Zhu had never been beaten by anyone in their generation and she took pride in her honed skills while Su knew that like the rest of the woman wanted a master to serve who was worthy and able to control and utilize her fully.

Waiting for the signal to start when she wanted to show Su just how out classed her cousin was, Zhu felt the irritation that it was the girl’s mother who traditionally started the match as matriarch. Her own mother and one of their aunts was also already in attendance. Some of their female cousins were also trickling in to watch. The training hall already had some low level compulsive wards enabled so that as this was not an official rank or standing fight they did not have to have as many witnesses. It would still effect how the two girls stood in regards to the rest of the ladies of the house, and Zhu was almost tempted to pass Su along when she won as it would serve the cocky girl right to have to service the assembled women even if most were more than willing to share a bed with them and were frequently asked to grow closer together.

Her response could wait until the match started as she let her body shiver and stretch in preparation. Her previous night’s pleasures had not sated the distracting hunger her body was feeling, but some of her usual sexual cravings had at least been met and it had been a nice workout. The six males had been left spent and had remained useful in warming the bed with their heat. Perhaps, she would see about borrowing a few of the more docile and eager to please womanly relatives and such to compare and if that failed than a mix would hopefully let her distractions be satisfied. The wards would keep the men out for this even if the loser was by tradition allowed to be offered to service the whole house completely; however, that had not been done since the family and house had been smaller. Seasonal orgies while more compared to the Grecian tradition did help the family grow closer even if the men were less prone to enjoying the Greek aesthetics.

Zhu did now that they were historically started by the master and the way his art had imposed necessity to release and embrace the cycles of life and death. Upon the northern winter solstice there was some increase as with the spring equinox and summer solstice, but on the fall equinox closer to the modern Halloween or more traditional terms such as All Hallows Eve, All Saints Eve, or Samhain was the night when against their normal moods when the pre-industrial world celebrated the gathering of the harvest and the day that night and day were equal that was when the master’s libido had been enough to bring sexual beings to sob in envy as the power in the world sustained and revitalized while negating the male reflex period completely for some. Su would be lucky to survive her master’s rutting this coming cycle although the lesser rushes were more manageable they would still likely exhaust to near death the younger girl’s stamina and body.

She wondered if being on the receiving end of that much attention would ruin a normal woman as thoroughly as the magical tentacle beasts tended to leave a woman ruined and feeling almost forever empty without the few potions that would undo the horrifying gaping. Her last romp the night before had been enjoyable, but it had not had her completely unwound and entering this fight with this must pent up frustration should mean that Su would be broken quickly and then she could take her frustration from the girl’s master’s affect out on her. Zhu likely would end up with the girl exhausted and sore from how much satisfaction she planned to extract from the cocky bitch who had blocked her from getting that nice cock to screw her until she was satisfied.

“Li Su versus Li Zhu, traditional double submission spar,” Li Mei-Li said as she stepped clearly out of the area and let the rooms defensive wards snap into place. “Fight goes until the other submits once in combat and once in control. Begin!”

Zhu smiled at Su with evil intent as her mind danced with what she was going to unleash on the girl and how she would be unable to talk or sit down without wincing. Her longer swords were a bit more intimidating even if Su’s swords fit her smaller size, and the added reach of sword and arms would give the girl a decent handicap against her more skilled opponent. It was not necessarily fair, but being older and more developed was an advantage that Zhu often exploited even if her skill and reactions tended to pound her opponents into submission before she made them submit and beg to satisfy her fight induced urges.

Crushing Su this time in front of her mother who had been as affected at the time but was not currently as dazed would be a nice way of reestablishing her dominance among her generation. It had been in part why she had to barely gesture for available boys to exhaust themselves brining her pleasure the past few days, but while they were impressive compared to the pitiful performances she had seen outsiders provide there was the fact that Zhu planned to enjoy dominating Su regardless of the reasons why she wanted to do so. She hoped the banter she had worked on while having to wait would be suitably terrifying.

“Yes, let us do so little cousin,” Zhu said sinisterly as she gracefully blurred into action showing that despite her position that she remained there for a damn good reason. “It will be entertaining to see how far you have to go. Besides, it will be a good preparation for when your master visits. I will enjoy feeling him writhe beneath me just as I have enjoyed how you respond when I have done so to you…”

The swords met as the girls danced around doing there level best to hurt the other. Zhu had the advantage in strength, speed, stamina and skill in the past, but Su while not having the same dedicated regiment was at a disadvantage even if her workouts had been no less intense even if different muscle areas were the focus along with flexibility to make most gymnasts envious. Su could contort and twist in ways that professionals were envious and could kiss her own ass by either leaning forward or arching back. Her graceful dodging was very useful as she made the least bob or weave around the attacks while trying to wear down or cause Zhu to move to the defensive.

Su knew this would be a very hellish spar and Zhu would take out her frustrations if she won while humiliating her by making her cum on her sword handles or fingers before having to lap and lick until she was done riding her tongue. That was if she was lucky as this time Zhu was more than her usual indifferent self as her encounter with her master had left her agitated and Su doubted even the amount of masturbation and the odd poor toy she had broken trying to sate the urge had been enough. Su had understated how loud Zhu had been in her nightly rituals since her encounter with Harry and even the untrained could tell that she was frustrated and irritated by the lack of calm her releases had resulted in. Not that Su didn’t understand why that would be the case considering how her own body reacted to her master’s presence or attentions.

As it was currently, the household gossip especially for their generation was being very blunt and detailed in things as Zhu had tried fingers and normal toys and still collapsed exhausted yet not completely sated the first few nights before dragging a few barely resisting boys to try to sate her cravings. The previous night had been the worst and she had left a collapsed bed full of whimpering boys she had ridden to their dehydrated and sore conclusions. It still had not been enough and she had needed to drag more than five to take the edge off with two pressed beneath her as she rode them while keeping the other three ready to service her. Su suspected it was because not even when she had become limp kneed and ordered them to sate her cravings that their fucking had the domination that her cousin was hungry and needing to experience.

Still the distraction and frustration was something she was using to her advantage as her normally cold cousin’s blood was as burning passionately with emotion as she had ever heard of and it was making her sloppy enough to be able to not be overwhelmed even if every strike was swift, strong and held her skill even distorted with her anger. For the first time, Su was not being treated like an unranked untrained brat and Zhu was taking her seriously even if her emotions were running wild. They were not being that quiet and in the peripheral parts of her mind and awareness Su was realizing that there were more than the usual observers. Their mothers were there as was normal and Su had little body consciousness or modesty after the things Zhu had done to her, and considering how her mother had reacted to her master she wasn’t very concerned about some likely possibilities.

Su was drawing more confidence and control from the realization that Harry, her master, would soon be the master from the signs and as the first of the family to recognize it there was a pride there that Zhu could never take from her. She would not be defeated this time and if this became a draw then she would definitely defeat her cousin fully while her master watched them. The only thing that made her want to laugh madly was the certainty that no matter how Zhu outclassed her at this point in time that even if that did not happen she would be able to watch as Zhu was dominated as she could see in her eyes the need to be controlled and commanded mirrored in her cousin’s eyes.

“Perhaps you are the better fighter, Zhu, but for once you are not treating me like a snot nosed child!” Su roared even as some of her aunts and such entered the training room. “And that dear cousin is a victory for me since you only take our elders seriously when you fight. The moment you began this course of actions, everything changed!”

Zhu swung her swords as she spun towards Su like a whirling wind of destruction. Su deflected some of the strikes while dodging back as Zhu relentlessly drove forward. Her clothes did not escape the mad slashing and the parts that were not close to her were cut off like ribbons to land around her body. Su normally would have tried to deflect the next swing, but this time she leaned back letting Zhu’s swords pass through the space her neck had occupied moments before, but some of her hair trailed behind and fluttered in the air and was sliced off as the swords swung so close she could feel the displaced air from their passage against her face.

Su let her eyes flutter at the surreal feeling as time slowed for her perceptions as the blade passed by so close to her face before she had a chance to shift her shorter yet quicker to react blades. Dodging was a necessity as Zhu was older and had been known to cleave dangerous beasts with a single strike, but Su was used to deflecting and redirecting the forces of the strikes and her mother had taught her how to move her body to redirect the force of a blow to pass relatively utterly through her body and harmlessly to her into the ground. Still she had done some practicing and even had a few combat situations with her master and one of his apprentice as well as servants, but reaching that hyperaware state was still hit and miss for her so it happening in this fight was unexpected.

Moving her blades to defend, Su noticed that while slightly sloppy from her condition that Zhu was still displaying her skill as well as her honed and developed balance of strength with speed. She had seen faster and more powerful blows from those considered masters of their art and her master had from his own condition and its results managed to be both swifter and sturdier than his appearance would denote even if his muscles were already nicely defined. They were shorter in her hand but like short swords and daggers in general Su found them easier to redirect and move compared to a full sword for her age. It was at the cost of added reach which put her at a disadvantage especially as Zhu’s swords were longer than her arms so there was even more of a distance needed to be aware of and react to the danger zone.

Unlike the depressingly inaccurate fantasy movies and the wire films she planned to snuggle with her master while watching, Su knew that one did not meet blade edge to edge or it would be kinder to have the blade find one’s meat. The edge was to cut while the flats were also very useful and normal swords edges needed to be sharpened which was what they were using right now. It was as much a part of their routine as proper wand care and sadly her friends at school would likely have numerous teenage jokes at polishing one’s wand even if it was something any intelligent person would do to keep their tool in the best shape possible. Sure there were spells and enchantments that would ease the necessary duty, but it was better to habitually inspect and ensure the good operational condition of one’s tools.

Considering how she viewed herself to be a better servant and tool for her master, Su had been as diligent and dutiful in serving him as ensuring she was best able to do so as well. Physical conditioning although her sexual gymnastics had shifted her particular exercises had meant some changes in her set training regiment, but Su was not some kept song bird who would atrophy to just sing and whose wings were unable to allow her to fly anymore. There had been times when she had helped their physical combat training and it had assisted her own development even if it had more practically sexual and entertainment intents.

Su was smiling through all this because since she was young and impressionable this was the first time that Zhu was as she had roared in retort taking her seriously. Her cousin tended to treat her sparing partners dismissively which was not as much of a slight as one would think since Zhu had dedicated herself to be the best combat woman of her generation even if she was as domineering in her fights as she demanded from those who graced her bed. Blade redirected Zhu’s maddened slashing and she bent dangerously close to granting her clearance as Zhu didn’t have the time to shift the momentum from her strikes.

“Perhaps you have improved some, little cousin,” Zhu huffed as Su danced around her crippling and debilitating sword strokes. “Still there is a significant difference between us, and your defeat is as certain as it has ever been.”

“That is not necessarily so, Zhu,” Su said as she continued to smile and shifted to the offensive and returned the favor in slicing the more decorative bits off of her cousin’s own uniform before trimming closer to losing non critical parts of her outfit and revealing some unblemished skin flushed from the fight. “I have fought you to a draw before even if you were holding back, but even then you were at a greater advantage than today. Even you must admit that you are not at your best and seem very excitable. I was very excitable when I joined with my master the first time and it is very intense every time I have done so.”

Zhu growled in response. Su was just baiting her with things, but it had been so difficult to think clearly since that day. It was irritating that even thinking about him made her flushed and wet in response as if her body was that primed for him to have him pressed close to her as she wrapped her sweaty and shuddering body around his as he ravished her instead of her riding him like a good boy.

“Oh wait, you don’t have a master even if you have in the past trained under one,” Su continued to tease her even more disoriented cousin whose impending explosion was very amusing and the distraction allowed her to leave Zhu in very baring clothing. “How unfortunate, and especially when you keep screaming his name when you have been finding relief. That must be bothering the lovers you have known recently to have you cry out someone else’s name when you reach the heavens.”

Su watched amused as Zhu shook in rage before lashing out in flash strikes that she nimbly dodged from landing even if her own outfit was left with parts shorn off to fall onto the ground. The nonexistent wholes in Zhu’s defenses started to expand from being covered to almost obvious feints to the untrained eye. It was very amusing to see Zhu reacting like this and while Su did not believe that a win was possible and hoped for a draw there was a far greater chance than ever before of her actually winning as she had never managed even damaging her outfit even in that draw.

As it was, Su was taking advantage of this distraction and wished that Harry was here to see it as it would give him an understanding to know how Zhu fought even if she was almost certain that he would come out victorious. She had little doubt that as either her lover or master that he would not be able to do the thought impossible and tame Zhu even if she was more a dragon than her name would indicate. Still if Hermione could defeat and sacrifice an adolescent dragon than her master was likely able to make one a pet even one like her cousin, and he got along with the Master’s Guardian even if she was called Lady Silver the Queen of Basilisks when most thought they were only males and Kings of Serpents.

If he was the Master’s Heir that was prophesied to be the master of the house returned then Su did not doubt that he would succeed in his endeavors. Her distant aunt had been trained enough in signs and portents to send her to Hogwarts for a reason besides retaining their connections even if the British Empire was declining to irrelevance in world politics. The fall of their western neighbors was case enough that it should have been obvious and it was not as if they had much concern in dealing with the current system even if it was a departure from the empire of previous generations. Even their home was traditional in its layout with inner courtyards showing their niceties unlike the Europeans and there shameless exterior decorations proclaiming things.

Even if the signs were wrong which she doubted, Harry was the kind of man more than capable and able to dominate Zhu as her cousin needed to be whole. Her being this disheveled after such a close meeting and this much time apart was something that Su found very indicative of the next part of the prophecy. He already had the eyes of jade fire and wielded flames of silver fire, but the situation did hint at meeting his being as powerful as the dragon in the dark that stood resolute and the scent of the untamed one would call to them where maiden and mother would be as wanton as the queens in heat.

“Well it had been a bit more flowery and full of euphemisms than that in the original copy,” Su muttered as she dodged another of Zhu’s slashes where she inhaled the scent of her arousal pouring off her skin, “but given how we reacted it was closer to say that my master could make any girl’s body aroused and their sex wet waiting in anticipation. Harry already has managed to arouse me, my mother and cousin when he had been close and it had been difficult to not assist the three of us in satisfying him there and then. Afterwards, I had been even more free spirited as he rutted my submitting body and I rode the sea of lust when he had been driven me into heaven on earth as he caused me to drench both of us in our exertion and releases.”

Su looked over at the flush Zhu and smirked as she realized that her cousin had only picked up on a few of her barely subvocalized musings. It had been enough to get more of a rise from her and Zhu had started to add her toned and muscled legs to the fight instead of just the swords. While her size allowed her to move easier and avoid more than glancing blows, Zhu had been mixing up more exuberant gymnastic movements. The most recent one was moving to a spin kick that she didn’t have time to jump back from the spin kick aimed at her head and instead bent back to have the foot miss her head even as some of the perspiration still splattered against her face. At least at first it seemed like perspiration, but there was a unique flavor present that Su recognized when she breathed that made her want to cackle in glee.

“Still all hot and bothered thinking about my master Zhu,” Su teased as she licked her lips and her eyes twinkled on catching that familiar taste exploding on her tongue from so many encounters with it. “You are going to have to worry about slipping if you keep dripping so much. Why you even got some running down your legs enough to splatter on my lips when you tried to kick me. I suppose you won’t need to worry about being wet enough to fit his root inside you if you are already producing that much dew. Oh, you would have more skill, but my master is quicker, stronger, more resilient and relentless both in combat martial and personal. It will be something to see someone that is not one of the master teachers beat you and make you submit to learn from your mistakes, but considering how eager and excited you are I wonder if you will last long enough to be sane when my master dominates you into satisfied submission, sweet and sensual Zhu.”

Su knew her teasing and tormenting in making Zhu think about Harry which Su knew tended to already crank her from sated to horny again was driving her cousin to distraction. It may not be the most fair method of fighting, but the westerners said ‘all is fair and love and war’ while their own countryman had said ‘all warfare is based on deception’; therefore, she was not going to miss the obvious utilization of the advantage she currently had. It was impossible even with the exhaustive training, exercise, and studying that she would be able to defeat Zhu in a fair fight as she was more skilled, experience, and matured. Still she was having fun for the first time in a long time fighting her even if Zhu dominating her had helped center herself until she had found her master to be, and Su was enjoying being able to announce it to the heavens regardless of it making Zhu sloppy with emotional and sexual stress.

Still even this level of distraction allowed Zhu to land a few glancing slashes that while Su had moved enough to draw blood had left openings in her outfit. It did nothing to remove the smile on her lips as she delighted in shuddering from the feelings and sensations thinking and more so teasing about Harry evoked in her. Su found it even more stimulating and satisfying seeing how her slowly becoming more explicit descriptions were distracting Zhu while it was still likely that she would win and take out the windup by making her cum top submission before worshipping her delicious sex until she had all this enhanced frustration and arousal released.

Still the fight was something she was focusing on and barely aware of what their audience was saying about the fight. It would probably amused her that their performances were causing them to talk about even as she was enjoying making Zhu all worked up and needing a good seeing to like Su wanted as well from her master. As it was, Su was having the most fun she had in a fight since her last spar with her master who had been diligently honing his skills by controlling his magically enhanced beyond her own physical abilities to draw their skill to improve. It had been thrilling the way he found such delicious ways to put his moves in a chain that ended up with her nude, spread and quickly mounted her until she drifted off in pleasure from his handling her so wonderfully. Regardless of how much sex was distracting their minds, the two trained fighters of House Li were putting on a good show which their audience was enjoying even as the three more influential ladies were critiquing their combat prowess with their own quizzing about the situation surrounding it.

“So what are your opinions on this match Ju?” Mei-Li asked as she saw a difference between the last time that the two fought and Zhu had dominated her in the match and after as she had made her daughter mewl like a common whore and slut from the submission demanding actions. “Zhu has always been the superior fighter since they were walking, but I had to wonder what training Su has been up to without our oversight. I know she planned to continue her exercises and practices, but it is not the same as fighting even if it allows one to better ingrain the actions and reactions into muscle memory. I was expecting just a slight increase in her reaction time but that does not seem to be the case.”

Mei-Li shifted her eyes to see what her sister thought about things. Ju had always been dedicated to making Zhu surpass her in skill and while she was not there yet there were not many in the know who did not place Zhu as a very skilled professional. Freelance monster hunter and trouble shooter with plenty of times touring the various fighting circuits both official, underground, and illegal as all hell did allow for Zhu to have honed her skills. Unfortunately for her niece, Mei-Li could see that the girl was still bothered from the encounter with her daughter’s master, and she could understand that as she had rode her husband until she had passed out and when she woke had realized that had not been enough before begging Wei-Shan to dominate her as harshly as he could. It had not been that intense of a craving but it did burn low unless she thought about him and whenever she reflected on it the sudden rush of arousal and need required that she sate that need and the past few times had required downright extreme sex with being held down and pounded in both holes and sucking her husband off to return it to that lower burn.

It was not that she minded it, but at least she was able to ease the tension which it seemed Zhu had not even if they had heard her first nights masturbating like mad followed by first one willing man servicing her until the six shocked males had ended up practically gangbanging her as the westerners said. Of course part of that was from Zhu’s insistence on a worthy master and not submitting to anyone that was not worthy; although, Mei-Li knew of a few of the more advanced fighters that had in the past enjoyed the few encounters they had with her. Ju did look similar enough to Zhu with some differences in the face being sharper and her being taller if no less impressively curved. Her dark brown almost black hair was interesting and it was not as if they were strangers to being entwined in the same bed or something. She could admit that her niece was one of the most fit women she had seen, been with and competed in dominating which the girl had lost and both had enjoyed that state for a time.

Still watching Ju as she thought over what she was seeing and processing the difference was amusing. Zhu normally had crushed her opponents in a few minutes reacting quick and decisively while drawing the match to make her opponent at the limits of their skills. It was a difficult balance and more often she went for teasing the girl she was fighting for about ten minutes before disarming them and making them tap out before she dragged their bodies to a rapid and intense orgasm. Sometimes she dwelled there savoring the heady feel of power in controlling how often and hard the girl spasmed until it became too much to take and begged for relief before she sat on the defeated girl’s face until she was satisfied. It was horrible to outsiders, but she had done the same and their ancestors for ages. One could chose to spar without those requirements, but it was something normally done when they were at the age when they had to control themselves.

The more self-obsessed magical warlords had not been hesitant to unleash armies of beings that were more than eager to break the peasants down until they were as docile as tamed and domesticated animals. Sadly some were very bitter and had summoned or found entities that were typically now believed to be the result of Japan’s particular censorship rules and thus tentacles could be portrayed and not human male genitals. The conditioning for their children did make them less prone to those issues as well as fortified the mind in ways that normal control and compulsions were less affective on them. Unfortunately, some people learned that same training had allowed some who were self-controlled like Zhu to be able to cast and otherwise compel with more proficiency than most.

Zhu was showing a particularly useful strength since idiots had started to let more borderline useable artifacts falling into mundane hands. Her time in Japan had been as much stopping idiotic children as dealing with traditional threats. She and Ju had dealt with a similar thing more than a decade and closer to two prior when some moronic otaku as they were called more in east and west had acquired a document that he thought would summon a sexual being to satisfy his cravings when it was more for breaking through blatant rape a target. Seeing the idiot they had tried to warn go ahead and summon what was not a sex spirit that wished to be penetrated like European tree nymphs or nymphs in general but a penetrating craving mound of tentacles with spider legs supporting a trunk with many slobbering heads and a multiple shaft cluster of penis analogues. They could have left him to his fate he had brought on himself to be raped and violated to death, but they had eventually gotten through his wards against people while making damn sure it wouldn’t get out of the house to hunt in a larger territory.

Ju had been the one to wade her way through the flailing tentacles to free the moron while she had managed to hit a major organ to delay it before they dealt with it. The boy had been catatonic afterwards but they had looted his horde of badly translated rituals and as sad as it was he had been close and messed up only slightly in his summoning. He could have summoned something that popular culture would find featured in eldritch abomination horror, and for that the guy got off lightly although in comparison. His mind eventually had been rebuilt but the effect had been present as while he was just slightly more than a mindless drone his former life was a wash. With those kinds of things happening more since so many would be Book of Ultimate Magic Spells were being tried out without even half a thought, Zhu had been out of necessity harsh in her training both in conventional martial arts and sexual martial arts.

“Su seems much improved by her year abroad,” Zhu’s mother said as she saw her daughter actually full hearted in fighting as she needing to pay attention to the fight instead of the near absentminded dismissal of years earlier. “I have heard that your daughter has a master now. Could her increase in skills be from him, Mei-Li? You have met her master, yes?”

She thought on that for a moment and tried to squish the reaction her body had anytime even the slightest though of Harry triggered a memory let alone a fantasy. It would be a bit difficult but considering that they had managed to be able to carry conversations on the phone while they were on the very edges of orgasm it was not impossible. It would have been more interesting to have had Ju there to see if she faired any better, but given how Zhu was still reacting then there would have been at least one of them to have set quick notice me not wards before Su helped Harry free and into one of their aroused and eager bodies.

“Yes,” Mei-Li said as a shudder coursed through her body at the recollection of the experience as Su’s master had worked her up and she had almost succumbed to slip his thick long cock from his pants before sliding them between her parted and soaked lips then into her aroused and waiting hole. “My daughter has a most impressive master. I can see that her skills have much improved with her being with him.”

Well it was a bit brief, and didn’t admit that despite her loving husband and the open enough relations with women and men Mei-Li had wanted to drop to her knees and suck him like a cheap whore. Still worse would be the fact that she had been as blatantly willing to practice her training in sexual techniques her time across the sea had been called chokyo let alone the most degrading equivalent of the word she had heard Su shudder in lust at being called in English which was slut because yariman closer translated to doing it ten thousand times. It had been fun to trick an idiot to actually print that about someone that had pissed them off as the most likely to win as the westerners said a Darwin Award had been dumb enough to try to get a summon to make them smart enough to pass a test even though they had neglected all of their studies to ridiculous levels. The foolish schoolgirl would have likely had a better life if she had summoned something that was similar to what the pervert they had earlier had to handle had summoned.

She had only read a fictional story that was about someone as ignorant and that one had been of a boy summoning a demon to do their bidding and messed up on geometry for the containment circle where he used a hexagram instead of a pentagram. It had been in a humorous book Su had picked up in a shop to see how to better understand the British non-magicals since eventually her daughter would have to interact with them even if it was just in the station although it gave an idea into the world concepts that her muggle raised schoolmates would have.

Currently Mei-Li was finding that it was tempting to say some of those foreign and decidedly Japanese words just to shock the two sisters or see how it affected the others watching while it would give them a closer description of how his presence affected her then let alone how even having to let her thoughts dwell on him was affecting her now. If there sister that dwelt on those eastern mud hills in the sea decided to use her almost native now tongue in words to shock then she would not hesitate to reciprocate. While euphemisms for things and actions were common especially in poetry there was less reason to play the demure ladies since the men were unable to overhear them. Hearing someone entreating entrance in her jade gates until she reached the clouds and rain was amusing at times and let a girl visualize things how she wished with her imagination, but sometimes the usual became unusual and things needed to be changed up. Hearing those descriptions during the act was less stimulating than dirty talk, and she knew most of her sisters shared that trait something the master had unknowingly ingrained into their heritage along with a number of his sexual desires being what they enjoyed.

“You don’t just mean her skills in her chokyo,” Li-Lan said with a smirk as she noticed the movements that Su made were ones sexual training and exercise focused on strengthening and flexing. “We can see that her body contorts and moves with the grace a lover would favor. It is good exercise and pleasurable. So how did he impress you in such a short meeting Mei-Li?”

She wanted to snort, but her mind was dancing with what could have been and how close she had been to releasing his pressing arousal to slide between her petals or even being held on her hands and knees as he spread her rosebud and reveled in the submissive sexual actions. Her lips were in a bit of a disconnect as she recalled how he felt rubbing against her and the dimensions she had felt spreading her wet and welcoming lips. She licked her suddenly dry lips as she wondered if she would have sunk as quickly to her knees as Su had reveled in winding her up in when they caught up on gossiping.

“He wasn’t short,” Mei-Li said offhand before blushing and their giggling at her slip. “Su’s master is most intense and Zhu is from what you can hear as affected by his presence as I had been. I drew him into a familial hug to greet him and soon found his jiba rubbing against my bi as his scent was as intoxicating as lotus petals and I felt as drunk on it as if any sake was overindulged. Li-Lan, her master made sure she was far prepared in her chukyo and I almost dread how easily he could make a woman as hentai as a yariman. Zhu has not been quiet since that day and you all have heard her nightly devotions since then. It was all I could do not to let him mount me or fall to my knees, and I had far more experience to resist.”

It was a bit of a downplay admission as she had been slowly succumbing and had been not just grinding but humping into his motions. Just a bit more stimulation and she would have been lost and she knew it. A few minutes more and her hands would have slipped between them to ensure his firm shaft was sliding inside her lubricated, anticipating, and warm sex. His had had almost been stimulating enough to free her breasts to have those warm breaths caress and feel his lips and tongue explore them which would have put her past the point of no return. Zhu had been similarly brought to being about to demand that she be taken right there and then with no concern if Su or her had placed wards to not be accosted by muggle authorities for performing live sex acts in public.

“So she is lucky then, Mei-Li. It is good that my daughter has such a challenge,” Ju said with a faint smile at her daughter not succeeding as easily as she had in the past. “I wondered how Zhu had been so worked up from meeting him. Her descriptions were very vague when I have talked to her and she becomes lost in her daydreams. So tell us more especially how he could affect a woman known for having broken the greatest of sexual artisans and monsters that even those who frequent across the sea and are believed to be the grandmasters of the sexual arts were impressed. This man must be something to have reduced you both to primal animals in heat; Li-Lan wants to know as well I can see.”

Su moved with grace far more skilled than previous demonstrations and had managed to keep Zhu from landing a cut on her body even if her looser clothes had a few slices through them showing off the skin beneath. Her stamina had increased as she was normally panting before Zhu got anything close to a complete workout and often was disarmed before Zhu danced easily and calmly around leaving her suddenly disarmed form bare and having to fight nude and weaponless while Zhu still had her swords.

It was almost as if the situation of their own childhood was reversed as Mei-Li had been the best of her generation with Ju her major rival and thus they had ended up settling their fights as their children were doing now. Mei-Li had been the one to make Ju submit to her and they had spent most of their joint mission in Japan sharing the same bedrolls and occasionally beds. Li-Lan had not been there at the time but had settled down there afterwards when she found a suitable lover or well lovers.

“I know Su is lucky and Zhu could need a struggle to feel her blood pulsing,” Mei-Li said with a slow smirk as she wondered how her fellow women would react when confronted with Harry and his scent inflamed their sexes as if they needed a good mounting. “As for Su’s master besides being one of the most sexually attractive men I have seen has something else we were going to bring up. He has jade eyes and sliver flames, Ju. The Flamels are also interested in him and I have little doubt that he is giving a distinct possibility of fulfilling that prophecy already. Even the normal muggles and witches were flushed from his presence and they may have only been instinctively aware that they were strutting while he was around.”

That made them think and still they watched as Su held her own where only before one match had not been a defeat even if it was not a win. That time she had been lucky and had through chance managed to land a real cut on Zhu. Unfortunately, Su had been so shocked that she had been unprepared for Zhu to recover and pin her to the ground before she had felt the hilt of Zhu’s sword press against and then into her body. Her following spars had been too easy as even when Su landed cuts her emotions had been too unrestrained and yet Zhu had been gentler in settling the matches with Su able to walk if sorely from them.

“You think he is the one that was prophesied to be the heir of the master,” Li-Lan said with a gulp as she watched Su swerve around Zhu’s slowly frustrated attacks with a blissful look on her face and she could see the words as they stroked Zhu’s emotions. “It would explain how he managed to make the three of you as giddy as schoolgirls. I suppose we will know more when he visits this summer, but he is not yet named as the prophecy states. The Guardian has yet to speak and even then there is likely a test. So we do not know yet if he is more than a candidate and yet he sounds as if he has the master’s presence. Still we will tease you three for succumbing so easily even if he is the one.”

“And here I was thinking you were wondering how your Xiulan would react considering how her Zhu and my Su have reacted,” Mei-Li said with a teasing smile gracing her lips as her eyes flicked between her and the fight where Su managed to get close enough if not to draw blood than to cut lose some of Zhu’s outfit. “It would not be the first time we had shared lovers and Ju I do not doubt that you will find her master to be very powerful and it will be interesting seeing if he will only be able to study when he leaves us spent and sated unable to move from having touched the heavens and felt the rain so often. Su may have been busy seeing to things, but she did inform me that her master had ensured she spend a day where her flower ran with dew like a river. That she managed to sate him that night after all of that means your underestimate her own skills in the area. Now let us see if my daughters training will change the outcome of this match with Zhu, dearest Ju.”

While Su managed to get closer to disarming Zhu even if it was through disrobing her of her blouse and skirt at the cost of her own, the younger girl had never defeated her cousin in a spar and Zhu had relished in dominating Su when they reached this point in the past. normally Su would have been disrobed, disarmed and dominated on the mat while all Zhu did was lift her skirt so Su would be able to lap at her while she ground down until her cousin had to tap out or drown from Zhu restraining her head. Sometimes Zhu would have pinned Su before making her cum on her fingers first while otherwise continuing to dominate the match as it moved from martial to marital skills.

“Su has never won a match against my Zhu,” Ju said as she watched the improvement in the match as the two naked warriors attacked each other with swords, feet and fists while Su managed to land real blows on Zhu even if she did aim for pressure points and sensitive areas to enhance the distraction that she had been capitalizing since the beginning of the spar. “It would be interesting to see how determined and improved such an act would make her. She is the most skilled of her peers and yet is not ready to join our level of skill.”

Ju was right as Zhu used her hard won and trained skills to turn things on Su as she quickly enough managed to knock one of Su’s swords out of her hand even if Su used the momentary difference to land a hard kick to Zhu’s ass as she spun around and almost retrieved her sword before it had become embedded in a training post outside their fighting area. They watched as Su defended herself at a disadvantage of only having one sword versus two by using both hands at time to put more force into her strikes. It also allowed her to move quicker to dodge and Su used that as much as she could to keep the fight going.

“It seems that Su is improving,” Li-Lan added as she saw that Su was doing far better than before and it looked close enough to fight to a draw once more especially when Su used more sadistic techniques that Zhu had more often used before. “Now that move is not tournament legal even if it is an effective strike. Even Zhu only has gone so far as to twist a girl’s pride and joy, but to punch her there even if it did cause Zhu to lose a sword is something else...”

Su thought about grabbing the sword when her split had allowed her to send a full force punch into her cousin’s inflamed and aroused sex, but the force being resisted by her sword was requiring too much effort so rather than risk moving to grab it, Su merely removed that sword from play. Choosing that option did cause the audience to be even more interested as that was a better strategy than Su had used in her previously spars where Zhu had owned her before delighting in her softer cousin being useful in relieving the arousal that fighting always caused for her.

“Ah, Zhu I think I actually hurt you for once,” Su said with a giggle as she dove between her legs giving her ass a smack as she went before Zhu dropped down and growled. “Sure you may have never done that to me before, but you have often enough aimed there. Why I think I recall the last time I had confidence enough to get to a draw you used your sword on me there even if it was just the handle. I do not plan to lose today Zhu, and I will pay back every humiliation you have done to me!”

Zhu moved to get back to right as that punch had struck her hard and despite what most men think it is truth that they are both sensitive there it is just that the bones help shield things. The punch had landed right between her lips while the knuckle had landed directly to crush her clit in its hood. That Su had snapped her fingers open after the hit connected meant her whole sex hurt before the dawn smack had made her topple and she had landed with her knees splayed so she had smacked the tenderized bit against the floor. Now she was going to make Su pay for this humiliation and this time she would use both swords to ream the girl in both holes while the ladies of the house watched before Su almost drowned and her tongue fell off from lapping them all until she was satisfied!

Sadly for her, Su was not the one who had gotten her entire sex hurt and while it was less traumatic than a kick landing properly would be her aroused state hadn’t helped matters. Zhu was mostly growling and swinging wildly at her with her one lone sword both again equal in that matter. Su was in far better shape in this and the tenderness had passed through most of the body so her strikes caused the sword to ring painfully for Zhu. Each deflection caused her body to ache while each dodge similarly caused more agonizing pain as the muscles in her groin had to move with the rest of her body. Sadly Zhu was by this point not thinking clearly at all.

“Su, you little meddlesome brat, I am going to have to hurt you now,” Zhu said as she stalked forward wincing as she did so. “I am going to make what I did the last time you annoyed me like this seem downright pleasant…”

Su laughed as she started her attacks to cause Zhu’s sword to sing with her wrist shifting strokes. It would not be much longer as Zhu looked in horrible shape and the way her hand was holding her sword meant that soon enough she would have to drop it from the way her hand was responding. The strength and skill in her motions was degraded and Su was still feeling somewhat fresh and almost wanted to keep giggling at the cartoonish way that their legs were kicking against each other while their swords danced in song.

With a cry, Zhu lost her grip mid swing and the sword shot out of her unclosing hand to imbed in a training log one normally punched or kicked after moving past softer targets. For the last bit Su had been spanking Zhu with the flat of her blade and enjoying this rare site even as she hesitated to kick Zhu where her earlier punch had landed although she did land a kick right between her ass cheeks as well as on each one and she was finding this hilarious that Zhu who had become almost undefeated was losing so because she denied needing someone to fuck her to submission which as it was going was something she would get to do to the girl who had repeatedly showed off how easily she came and had surrendered to riding the pleasure waves.

With Zhu unarmed, this fight would normally be far from over, but her kicks and slaps had further weakened her legs. With Su spinning around the lunging punch from Zhu, she gave her off balanced cousin a swift kick to the ass ending with Zhu falling down on her already abused sex with her legs spread along with her arms. Su grasped her arms and pinned her down with them along her back and smirked at the sight as Zhu was worked up from the fight and squirming since the floor had only been like a gentle swat compared to the forceful punch earlier. Su had never thought that Zhu’s sex life and aroused body would be what would allow her to finally put a win in their fights. It was terribly clichéd, but she just had to gloat even as she wished her master had been here to see this and to pin Zhu down while he alternated in pounding both of their accessible and sensitively aroused holes.

“If you were actually relaxed like normal this wouldn’t have happened, but I guess I can understand why you got so worked up and out of control," Su said as she crouched over Zhu as she was splayed on the floor her swords impeded in training dummies and log respectively. “Now I guess I can return the favor for what you did before, but I know what you have been trying to do and there is a difference between an orgasm and the heaven in submission. This isn’t about humiliating you as you have me, but to let you realize why we crave a master and that trying with those boys you commanded could not sate that need inside of us…”

Su slid her hand between the spread thighs of Zhu and grasped inside holding her sex as she had been held when Harry had wanted her to cum hard at his command. She found little resistance in Zhu’s defeat as the unreleased carvings their eventually shared master had stirred had not been met and the fight had gotten their blood pumping. Zhu was a hunter and a fight regardless of the situation left one in that hungry and horny state that was why so many hunters were in good shape first to survive and then to enjoy the post-fight festivities.

Sliding her fingers inside while using her knee to hold Zhu’s back down, Su quickly found her cousin’s most sensitive areas and stimulated them rapidly while her thumb circled the protruding and throbbing clit; however, Zhu was shaking her head in denial as her cousin returned the favor from Su’s one sole tie and proceeded to make Zhu drench the floor as she cried out as Su did not let up in her forcing her to find relief. Su continued her work in the hopes that Zhu would realize why her personal attempts at self-release and even grabbing some willing toys had not slowed the craving. It had to be worse to have Harry so close pressing almost into her and then leaving her like that while Su could let recollection soothe her own needs.

“Face it Zhu, this is in our blood and we are not whole or complete without someone to command and control us,” Su said into Zhu’s ear as she felt her hand become drenched again as Zhu fought to accept the truth of her biological need and desire. “While your self-control and discipline is commendable and serving the family has eased the need, when we find one worthy to serve the need grows greater, and he is a master the likes of which our blood sings to serve in all ways. Sex is wonderful to enjoy, but to our blood normal forms of sex are less satisfying when we are not serving and basking in our master’s presence. Now cum because I am making you just like you will when he defeats you, dominates you, and claims you as one of his servants!”

Zhu froze on the outside as her body went ridged and Su had to fight to keep her fingers inside as the spasms around her hand were intense to the point of her bones feeling bruised from the strength shown. Su held on as her cousin’s body was wracked and the tension not having the particular flavor of need met was released at once. It still was there Su knew as she felt it inside, but Zhu would be herself for a time until the inferno was burning inside her again by which she hoped that Harry would be there to quench it. Not that Su minded settling things between them, but Su knew that the need would return and be worse without the memories of completion and the admitting of being owned. Harry was already the master in Zhu’s mind even if she had not admitted it yet.

Su smiled darkly as Zhu continued to spasm on her fingers and she watched the conflict in her eyes with the same disinterest that Zhu had shown when she had done the same to her when she lost. They both had known what the terms for these spars were and why only the female relatives were allowed to enter, and the humiliation and usage was not really different than the tournaments they often fought in both inside and outside of the house. Zhu had rarely lost any tournament and she had even more often turned the second parts of the match to dominate her opponent. Sure the master, grandmaster and similarly acknowledged tier of fighters could defeat her, but even now Su saw the determination that fueled her cousin to resist. Zhu was not one to use persuasion or control spells because the few times she had done so her will had been strong enough that almost none could resist. It was ironic that in contrast to her will of iron and perpetual need to dominate her opponents that Zhu at her core wanted to be defeated, broken, tamed, and owned.

Su knew that it was not something that everyone or even everywoman craved to experience, but their family and the women in specific were never truly happy in what the modern world called equal relationships. Their enhancements had originally been anchored and strengthened by their nature and they flocked to the master and grew strong just being near him. They were like most flowers and he the sun. Oh, flowers can grow without real sunlight but they grew better with certain aspects found in natural light, and the females of House Li were no different in that they were stronger and content when they had that extra nourishment to revitalize them. Unfortunately, Zhu was suffering from the equivalent of a flower that grew strong with little to no light basking in the sun for a single day and then wishing for it once more. She was not being cruel to her cousin despite what outsiders seeing this would think, but with an iron will it took a great deal to get through. She knew that much from her master and this would practically never work on him as it would take most of them exhausting their bodies until he was calm and mellow from the sheer number of dehydrating releases.

“That’s it Zhu, my strong cousin, I just want you to see the simple truth in front of you,” Su said as she steeled her heart and made Zhu drown in pleasure so that she would have the necessary epiphany so that her emptiness would be eventually filled. “Think how at one with yourself you are after this, and how much greater that will be when you are owned by the master you deserve. You were not quiet in what you were doing to try to achieve that state, but no matter how you ordered them to fuck you it is not the same as you were still the one in charge, dear warrior. It is not a weakness as you well know and if the chronicles are right than he is the master’s heir and who better to make you complete and dominate you as your blood demands. This is but a pale reflection of the satisfaction you will feel, now I am not forgetting your part in this, but I want to show you all that master has even if this is but a taste…”

Su’s smile changed as she felt Zhu surrender for the first time in a long time even as she continued to make her now audibly whimpering while she felt the rhythmic grasping around her soaked fingers. She gave her cousin a kiss to her cheek before letting her impetuous and inquisitive nature out by seeing what it would be like to kiss her instead of being the demure kissed. It was strange as the times Zhu had kissed her when she was writhing and made to cum for Zhu’s amusement the girl had dominated her mouth and forcefully claimed her mouth as Su had tentatively allowed her lips and mouth to be explored and now her cousin and in a roundabout way sort of lover responded the same even if Su knew that Zhu would be back to her old self soon enough especially with Zhu likely to only respond this way to their master in the future.

“Love you, Zhu, that’s why I did that to you,” Su said as she slipped her coated fingers out of her cousin’s soaked sex as she continued to alternate kissing and comforting her defeated friend, cousin, and oddly lover. “Soon enough he will be here and it will be wonderful. Think how much better that thick long cock will be when it isn’t just sliding between your lips and is stretching you far more thoroughly than my fingers did. He is the kind of master that in centuries past our women would fight to collapse to have him possess them since he takes such good care of us. I haven’t forgotten my reward, but it will be even better for both of us when he is the one pounding you while I enjoy the benefits.”

Zhu felt her head drop to the ground more humiliated than Su had been when she had used her swords to fuck both of her cousins holes while ensuring she surrendered to the mix of pleasure and pain from the act. Her pride had been hurt that day, but even now Zhu realized her pride had been hammered even more this day even as she did not feel the desire to try to return the favor. She had seen in Su’s eyes the fanaticism that only the greatest and most worthy of masters could evoke, and Zhu was hard pressed not to feel envious for not having that fire in her own eyes. Su could have summoned her swords and used them on her or otherwise sexually dominated her as was the right of the winner by the rules, but her cousin had not done so and now she really wished to learn more of her master that had reduced her to this state. Zhu was not blind and had seen how not only the outsiders had acted but her aunt as well had responded to his overt and covert body language and movements.

He could have with barely any effort had the three of them on their knees alternating sucking and fucking him and they would have not cared that the whole world saw them do so. Part of why she gave her all to the fight other than her barely holding her skills to a level to make her younger relatives improve was that she knew that for one to be her master, mistress or truthfully anyone to possess her completely that they would have to defeat her in combat and then take her until she was spent and feeling truly owned. It would not be rape even if it was in some ways as violent and rough as that act could be, and Zhu had even been tempted to challenge some of the Eastern Island hunters to combat especially those who hunted the sexual predators human or otherwise.

Unfortunately, most of those tended to be female and as amusing as their magic facilitated sex would be; Zhu was not interested in solely being owned by a mistress and wanted a master. So what that there were magics that could allow two women to have children, she wanted to feel that unique union and sadly most of those female fighters were more used to the monsters practically raping them first, and while they were strong they wanted someone that could be unbreakable and unconquerable who could make the most powerful of women human or other being crawl to be their plaything. Her failure today was in part that desire had been screaming to her since she had met Su’s master and her cousin was right that the need would have been more manageable if he had claimed her then. Her aunt at least had someone that while nowhere near that dominant was able to sate her hunger.

She looked over to her aunt and nodded in acceptance of her loss. Su would likely have gone further if she had tried to add another round to the match and her body felt spent and thus Su would have likely barely needed to shift her body before summoning a suitable item and fucking her with it until she would finally admit defeat. She had done the same once when one of her opponents had refused to admit their loss and it had taken weeks to get the clingy girl to stop pestering her to use the girl. The master had made that a more hard wired instinct and it was better than it could have been all things considered.

At least Su would likely not have her submit and service all the ladies that had showed up even if her attention barely noticed more than the major three. Some of the girls she had so utterly used when they had lost would not be so kind. Her cousin likely would resort to that if she acted up after the rematch when her master could see it. Zhu did enjoy the taste and power she felt when she had someone tongue whipped when they thought their pussy could control her, but admitting that under the hard warrior she was like the rest in wanting that completion of no need to worry since decisions were in the masters hands was something that she was not prepared for but would have to do so anyways.

“The winner of this spar is Li Su,” Li Mei-Li said with a smile at seeing Zhu defeated for once and oddly similar to how her admission of defeat with the masters of the arts in the house ended even if it had also paralleled her defeat of Zhu when she had been training with the girl. “Zhu we hope you have learned from this defeat, and that you will not be as prideful of your skills as you have been.”

“Yes, daughter, you have let your skill lead you to being overconfident, and in life such arrogance would lead not just to defeat but death or worse,” Li Ju chastised Zhu as she had been letting her preeminence as the best of her generation go to her head and barely put more effort than necessary to crush her less trained family and other sparing partners. “Still Su has much to train on even with this win. We do not believe that you are outmatched but the situation today was not to your favor, and we expect you to help your cousin to continue her improvements.”

“Yes, you both have much to learn from this spar, and must do what is best not just for you but the House as a whole,” Li Li-Lan added as she tried to find the best way to prevent the problems that this result could cause. “Do not let the notions of your school bring disharmony and dissention to the house even if competition is to help you grow. The Western World is far too concerned with the self and they do so at the detriment of the family, the nation, the culture, and life. While we are a branching house ignoring some of the strife between our neighbors there is a reason that conformity and harmony is sought. There is strength in purpose with a shared duty as the weight is out of necessity spread out.”

The two girls thought on this as Su helped Zhu up even if she did smirk at her while licking her fingers as she didn’t dislike how Zhu tasted but more that she didn’t do so for her own enjoyment. Still Su let out a gasp as Zhu pressed her lips into hers and all she could do was run her hand through her hair as she did so. Zhu may have lost, but she was not going to dishonor or embarrass the family by not complying with the usual terms of the spar even if Su was not holding her down while she had to lap her until she was satisfied. Su was sure that their next fight would likely result in her loss or a tie in part and that Zhu would be far worse if she didn’t let her fulfill her duty now.

So Su relished in the experience as she let her expanded threshold draw out how long Zhu had her tongue buried in her and how many times she had to swallow her juices. Finally she helped Zhu to her feet and they were met by their mothers and aunts even if only one had spoken otherwise. This had not been a match to shaming and for that Su was relieved as that was not something she ever wished to see even if she had been mostly too young when the House of Li had needed to cast out one of their blood. It was a cruel and barbaric ritual that would have offended her western friends but it had been necessary to be that humiliating in the past. The ritual stripped the exile from most of the benefits to their blood and left them as retched twisted and fragile things. In part it was a mix of sex and blood magic with aspects of degradation and deprivation found in some western occult traditions.

Regardless of the exiles sex or preferences they had to first have their mouths filled with freshly drawn cum from every male and female member able before they were whipped with a cursed whip soaked in a potion mixed with the houses blood. Somehow the two reacted to nullify the inherited advantages before a second potion was poured on them setting the final lock and suffering. It ruined and crippled a large number of magical arts from being practiced and soured the taste buds enough that they didn’t puke before the last part which resulted in the individual and their descendants having a scent they could never get rid of that both their fellows and the house would be able to easily detect. The potion would make them stink of urine as that is what the house members had to provide fresh into the exiles mouth while some let most of their piss spray the body.

It was horrifying but so very rarely in their history ever needed to be performed and it took generations for the stench to fade from the descendants as exile was only done for the worst and with the scent lingering they would not feel attracted to those that had been proven traitors. The only thing worse was done to those that had not just betrayed the family but their master as well. It had been a different time then and still the terror of that lesson remained as those particular traitors had been raped and tortured to death before their bodies were reanimated and cast into a demon reality where they were raped utterly and tormented for all eternity. There had been a British horror movie with similar creatures in it, but the ones summoned that day had not been interested in exploring the bounds of the experience of the flesh but to revel in showing them the limits of sensation since their victims were unable to feel the relief of death.

The two sweat covered girls made their way to the bath to wash up before the evening meal. Su found she had plenty of offers and Zhu even had some comforting offers and so they were massaged, sexed, and relaxed before leaving their bath. She hoped the slight alleviation of her repressed needs would allow Zhu to last until Harry arrived and ground and dominated them both to the ground as limp sated sluts. If it took too long then she would see about acquiring for one of the dominating males to bring Zhu back to task until then. Zhu’s body knew who she had decided on even if her cousin was too stubborn to admit to herself or anyone that she was in preparation to be claimed. Still Su planned to have Zhu lapping between her thighs while their master dominated first her pussy and then her ass and Su planned to enjoy lapping her clean when he was done doing so even if she hoped he would use her while she was doing so as then she would feel nice and owned.

“So sweet cousin,” Su said as she stretched while soaking in the bath as a number of other ladies milled about and she relaxed in feeling their hands caressing her worn body while Zhu was getting a similar yet less forward bit of attention, “you have to admit that things turned out differently this time. I know that it hurts since you normally were the one to make me need the comfort they are offering, but just relax as if you had defeated me as had happened in the past.”

“I had almost thought you would sound drunk on pride now, Su,” Zhu said as she relaxed into the attention and it was pleasant if less so than beckoning to be served. “You did have some merit to your point, and it seems you do have a worthy enough master to inspire you to such rapid improvement. Still if things were slightly different you would have lost, but you have improved enough that I didn’t feel like I was what did that fellow call it, ah yes, curb stomp you like a toddler trying to snag suckers from teenage troublemakers. I suppose I just have issues admitting such a need since I do prefer to be in control.”

“True enough I suppose and I do know others that need to have both sides of the divide met, but we are what we are and regardless of what we believe there is the fundamental aspect of our essence that needs the control asserted on us,” Su said as she arched into the soothing attention and almost wished for a full spa treatment which she knew her master had ensured even his mundane employees would have access to experience. “We have the need to serve ingrained into our very core and with things as they are currently all of us will feel that compulsion. Without the master to have those impulses directed to there can be consequences. He was able to do so much, and I don’t doubt that if he had chosen to do so that we would have been more tamed than domestic animals. Thankfully, he was wise enough to know that intelligent servants are more useful than vapid ones that are just decorations.”

“True enough, but he was a master that we would all find worthy to serve still,” Zhu said as she felt the hands soothing her gently ease the tension from her body in soft shudders. “Li Yan did say that there were more legacies than just us. ‘Here me brothers and sisters in service, our master is dead, but his legacies three remain.’ There is us, the guardian, and someday there is supposed to be an heir. One would think that after almost a thousand years that one of his descendants would be the heir.”

“One would think that, but most known were descended from that woman, and the last few were on the way to annihilation as they grew weaker and lost the gifts for their own actions,” Su said as she closed her eyes and pressed into the firm hands washing her so nicely. “Part of being at Hogwarts was to see what had happened, and his house has been made a mockery of all he stood for and the fools are desecrating his image. On the plus side I can say I have done something that not many of us can say, I met the Guardian and was allowed to speak with her.”

Her announcement sent a sudden silence through the room, and Su found her bath already naughty to some positively sinful as if her claim was true it was more impressive than the upset by defeating Zhu. The Guardian was powerful and while ordinary basilisks were sufficient to challenge the unwary there was the fact that the master had infused his companion and chosen protector for his charges with formidable defenses. The traditional crow of the cock would do nothing, and the already formidable scales were enhanced along with the venom. He had been understandably unwilling to risk his charges and the castle being at risk from the ignorant masses trying to burn the devil worshipping witches in that castle there.

“You have got to be kidding,” Zhu said in shock even as the rest of the bathers felt the same as her. “You spoke with the Guardian herself as in ‘We that Serve, the One that Guards and Protects, she of Death’s Gaze, and the one who will be as the Master, he who is the Heir.’ A thousand year old basilisk that was taught by the Master himself and entrusted with lore and knowledge unrivaled save possibly for the library we spent the time since then acquiring is who you talked to while you were gone? Su, you have left some things out haven’t you?”

“Perhaps I have, but you should have noticed some things about my master that are very interesting let alone your reaction to him as well as my mother’s own responses,” Su said as she let out a content sigh from the warmth and attention lavished on her for both winning and having had such a high honor bestowed upon her. “He spoke to the Guardian in long discussions, he practices the Master’s Art, and already has apprentices in it. Did you even look in his eyes or were you just unable to tear your gaze from his cock in those pants he wears? How about this his eyes are green and most definitely can be seen as a shade of Jade, and he doesn’t just have one or the usual four flames. He has the fifth flame, Zhu, he wields the Silver Flame!”

“She said what the signs were of the Heir that he had ‘Eyes of Jade and Silver Fire’,” Zhu said as she recalled exactly how his presence made her feel. “That isn’t all is it? You said how I reacted and aunty responded, but we were not the only ones. His presence did feel powerful, but for him to qualify as ‘Behold the Dragon of the Dark Power Resolute’ would mean he has a lot more power than I felt, but his pheromones and aura did meet the other description of ‘And the Untamed One’s presence shall call maiden and mother both to desire to tarry and sport’ as I have never felt an aura let alone inhale such arousing scents.”

“Yes, I was almost shocked that mother started to prepare and respond to the point that I thought she was going to allow his friendly hug to go past the frothing to fully take her against the nearest wall,” Su said as the very thought that someone had aroused Mei-Li to that point and losing control like that made the listening women as well shudder in arousal and thighs rubbed and hands slipped to less innocent areas. “You weren’t much better and spending months in the same building was getting difficult before I figured it out, and he still had the control to not just welcome my attentions, but he was something else…”

“Tell us more,” Zhu said even as she leaned forward and found her body moving faster than the others to embrace her cousin before they could either do that or make the same demand. “We have at least enough time to hear some more about him, and if just his presence got me worked up then hearing more about your relations will be enlightening.”

Su proceeded to do so as the bath went from relaxing to invigorating as her words and descriptions were more stimulating than one would think. There had been a tension there since Su and Zhu had crossed from straight sword and physical combat to other wise physical combat in sexual dominance fighting. Most of the bathers had seen the fight and had been slightly aroused from the excitement. Bodies moved together and joined in pleasure before some moved from lover to lover as Su related I graphic and explicit details the encounters and even the simple things that had enhanced her year away mostly in service to her master which seemed to by the descriptions be the one they all at their core being wished to serve as the Master’s Heir who would become the new master for them all.

Su and Zhu spent time together and she heard the whispered but not shouted acknowledgement that she had been utterly right. Their lips between kissing each other and whoever wished to kiss and be kissed related some of their hopes for when he arrived. Zhu was slowly accepting and enjoying the things Su had planned and was beginning to crave experiencing the submission and surrender into servitude and sexual completeness both sating and satisfying. They would be ravenous when they left the bath and the two would find many offers of people to join their bed alone or together that night and in the following ones as well. While the Signs that Harry was more than just Su’s master but the Master Returned were seen there were several passages from the prophecy of Li Yan to still be fulfilled.

The False Heir would have to be defeated among other destined events. While his disappearance when Harry was attacked that Halloween did seem like it, there was no body, and one cannot be sure that an enemy is dead unless you have the body and deal with it properly. For such a person, they would behead it, burn the body and bury the divided ashes in containers filled with other solidifying material. One could never be too careful how desperate people would go to lengths to survive even in the form of a shadow life.

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