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Chapter 7
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Harry Potter and the Dark Lady
Chapter 7
The Royal Academy
Uni Freshmen Common
Monday
23 Sept 1995
11:43
The post owls flew in, bringing the papers. Harry and Rita had talked after making love the night before and Rita had charmed the pictures and articles relating to the Court’s activities to be unreadable by under-age beings unless their parents performed a counter-charm. This had delayed the paper until 10:00.
Harry waited for the explosion.
“Harry, quit being foolish. The parents and students were there. You would have heard by now. By the way, why didn’t you cast the PB on Droege?”
“I did after you left, Teanni.”
Teanni rolled her eyes. “And the other girls in his pipeline, Harry?”
“Bloody hell, it’s always something. It’s like I’m cursed, really. Geoffrey is fetching them—you watch, there’ll be a million girls here in an hour when the elves find them all.”
“Quit grousing, Harry. By the way, you and some of the girls and Nym need to use the Turner so you can take all of these chattel women. Why don’t you do it today?”
“Ohh, that’s a good idea, Hestia! Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Ladies, I’m right here. What if I don—”
“Too busy trying to get pregnant again, Nym.”
“Hello?”
“We’ll do it after lunch. How many is it?”
Harry sank in his seat, sulking, as his mates ignored him and went about the business of breeding him with everything that moved and looked female.
He caught Mika’s eye and faded them away. “Harry, love, I’m always up for it with you, but how about a little warning?” Mika asked, smiling, after she swallowed her bite of chicken. She had landed naked in the master bath.
She stopped talking as Harry pinned her to the illusioned wall and drove straight into her center. He was being very, very big today and Mika groaned. “Slow, lover, slow. Morgana. you’re enormous!”
Harry froze and Mika rolled her eyes. “Slow doesn’t mean stop, Harry.”
Harry resumed feeding himself into her and she wriggled delightedly as she stretched to her limit, just before the point where it became painful. They established a rhythm; Mika reached into Harry’s mind and expanded his girth some more, and then a little more, all the while urging him to pound into her harder and harder.
Just when Harry was afraid he was about to tear her, she squealed and exploded. Harry felt her clamp onto him and flooded her with his release. Mika wouldn’t be teaching any more today.
Elodie appeared and as she pushed Mika to the steps and then assisted her to the edge, Harry took her from behind.
Elodie did not want to be taken in the water so she faded all three of them to the bed, winding up on her knees with Harry still in his huge mode driving into her viciously from behind. Elodie applied a lubrication charm to herself and thrust back onto Harry hard. This was mating and Elodie loved it; there was plenty of time for love and she knew Harry loved her, but right now she wanted to fuck.
Liv and Gale faded in together. They had been waiting for this mood. Harry had made love to them a lot but he had never just let go and dominated them as he had Daphne, and they wanted it. Harry pulled them to him and as he fucked Elodie to climax he mauled Liv with one hand and Gale with the other.
Elodie crawled away from him when she was too sensitive to continue and Liv was delighted to find herself pulled under him and crammed full to near bursting.
The mates had been steeling themselves but finally gave up and blocked Harry and each other except for presence.
“Nym, what brought this on?”
“We’re in a mood over the chattel, Sarah. Unfortunately it seems some of us are also in a mood to get fucked ignorant.”
“Nym, I’m having to block him and I wasn’t really paying attention to the chattel discussion. What happened?”
“We were planning on Turning and Harry taking them and he got upset about it. I think we didn’t pay enough attention to his objections; he took Mika and shagged her stupid, then Elodie—and now Liv and Gale are getting the treatment.”
“Nym, put the chattel in one of the deep holds with him and leave him locked in. They’ll take care of it.”
“That’s a little heartless, isn’t it, Sarah?”
“Nym, he has to take them or they’ll die. He won’t let them die and they can’t hurt him, so…if it makes you feel better, check on him once in a while. Right now you can’t afford to lose more teachers, so do it. Besides, he just tortures himself over it. Let’s get it over quick.”
The room changed around Harry and he found himself fucking Gale hard on the cushioned floor of a cave. Gale came and as Harry was spinning her around he was tackled by a nude Miranda Carlisle.
Harry was in the perfect mood for this Death Eater and he forced her under him and spread her knees and forced himself into her. Then he stopped and smirked at her.
Miranda lay gasping; he was huge, hot, and bumpy in all the right places. She wasn’t going to just give in, though. “Think you can make a real woman come, little boy? Let’s see what you have.”
Miranda began pushing against Harry and he picked up the pace. A surprised Miranda was quickly growling out an orgasm.
“Luck…just luck.”
Harry smiled at Miranda and pulled out of her. He held her on the floor with one hand and then ran his tongue through her folds.
Miranda struggled to hold on and did well right up until he sucked her engorged clit from its hood and laved it in quick, short strokes. Miranda exploded, howling his name. Harry smiled and as she reached her peak he began the Parseltongue recitation of the last Goblin rebellion. Harry dropped her unconscious form and sat up.
Crap. He was always forgetting something lately, but what the hell was this? Oh, Nym and Sarah scheming. Fine, great really. Well, he didn’t have to play by their rules. He could just sit here.
Amy White brought her daughters and knelt at Harry’s feet.
“Please, ma’am, don’t do that.”
“You are our master, Your Grace.”
Harry sighed and sat down, leaning his back against the cushioned wall.
Amy frowned and pushed her eighteen-year-old daughter Hester forward. Hester grinned and sat in Harry’s lap; being very careful of his tackle, she leaned her moderately sized but very well formed breasts with their aching nipples into him and placing her head on his shoulder began gently nibbling and sucking on his muscular neck right where it flared into his shoulders. Hester was sopping wet and Harry was soon rising.
“Grrrrr.”
Amy laughed. “Yes, yes—now fuck us, and don’t forget—cast Servus Secus as you come.”
“Grrrrrr.”
Amy frowned. “You aren’t going to be difficult, are you, Harry? May I call you Harry, Master?”
“Of course, ma’am.”
“See? That’s better. But it’s Amy or slave, Master.”
“What if I don’t want more slaves, Amy?”
“Then you can try to let us die, but as soon as you fall asleep I’ll suck you hard and each of these girls will fuck you. As you come I’ll cast the Servus Secus on you both and the dominant magic will enslave the other, Master.”
“Grrrrr.”
Amy rolled her eyes in the gloom. “Hester, is he hard?”
Hester nodded, biting her lip as she rubbed herself over Harry’s length.
Before Harry could even growl again, Amy pushed Hester tight to Harry and pulled his length back. Hester felt him lodge at her entrance and released her leg muscles, screaming out as her hymen tore and sliding down Harry to the root in one go.
Harry took her lips in a burning kiss, attempting to convey his sorrow at hurting her and trying to take the pain away. Hester pushed back from him and finally spoke. “Harry, stop being so stubborn. Just take us.”
Harry caved and rolled her to her back and slowly worked her to orgasm, and then as she clamped on him he cast the Servus Secus and filled her.
Across the Royal Academy the mates relaxed as Amy sucked him hard and then pushed her daughter Heloise onto him. After Heloise Amy took her turn.
Miranda regained consciousness and lost it again moments later as Harry pushed into her and dragged another orgasm from her.
He left her and rolled over; another of the chattel joined him with her daughter and as he lay there recovering, they gently massaged him. Soon Harry had taken Miriam Long and her daughter Charmaine.
Harry continued through the afternoon, with the bonded allowing in as much as they dared.
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The Royal Academy
Uni Sophomore Common
Monday
23 Sept 1995
18:00
Nym sat exhausted, looking out over the common. It had been a long day, with Harry constantly engaged with one or the other of the new chattel. Something very strange was going on and the women were desperately trying to get Harry to enslave them rather than just satisfy the obligation imposed by the Praedia Bellica.
Several had simply happily taken Harry for a roll in the hay, as it were, satisfying their obligation; but even they were in some kind of bond.
So much was unknown about this gigantic bond and its capabilities. Nym reached her conclusion. “Chu, send invitations to all the instructors whose CVs you approve of. We need to do some more work on the bond and we’re not ready for this Dark Lady. We have to give up teaching for a while, ladies. Hestia, prepare a daily briefing. Daphne, get word to Sirius; we need the Order to step up intelligence gathering. Amelia, same thing with the Ministry—and Amelia Fastida, the vampires, too. Also we’ll go on the potion.”
“No! If a bonded falls pregnant we’ll find useful work for her to do, Nym. We won’t have the dork whore dictate our lives.”
“Ye,s Harry.”
“Okay, ladies, let’s get to it.”
Nym was answered with a chorus of, “Yes, Nym,” in the bond.
She came back to herself looking at Richard West, Ravenclaw, who was standing for Question Time. “Yes, Mr West?”
“Your Grace, we were wondering how the vampire Duchesses go out in the sun.”
“Magic, Mr West—in this case a spell that protects them from light.”
“And the spell, Your Grace?”
“I believe we’ll let you try to design one, Mr West. Possibly you could come up with one better than we already use.”
Richard nodded gleefully—a project for the Clan, this was great! His tablemates pulled him down and they all began discussing it. Nym checked the screen and as there were no more questions she waved and the food appeared.
“Nym, we’ve never lied to them before!”
“And we didn’t then, Hermione—it is a spell, in the broadest sense. Besides, they may in fact come up with something better. And we’re back on a war footing, Hermione. Let’s not be too free with what could be lifesaving information lest someone find a way to defeat the stones.
“Which reminds me: due to the nature of our bond and the bonded, I believe the Ducal Regiment has an advantage at night. We’ll point our operations this way. Clan Potter will own the night.”
A chorus of, “Yes, Harry,” rang across the bond.
“Harry, pay attention to Miandro and let us do our jobs.”
“Yes, Sarah.”
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Potter Castle
Deep Holds
Monday
23 Sept 1995
23:07
Nym sighed; it was taking forever to get everybody in place. Babies and schedules were just made to disagree, it seemed.
Harry was resting his head in her lap as they waited. “Nym, are you sure about this?”
“Yes, Harry, we have to get the new chattel settled and taken care of and we have to have some time to plan. While you settle the chattel with some of our help, the rest of us will work on consolidating what we know and planning. You need to enslave those Black Dragon witches—we need access to their minds.”
“We can get that through Legilimency, Nym.”
“No, Harry, we need the—errrh—flavor? Mind set? You know what I mean. Cho is too Anglicized. Chu is Nationalist Chinese. The vampire and trafficked girls are Japanese or Korean. We need to know how someone raised in magical mainland China really thinks, and the more the better. Plus the poor things have been exposed directly to her. See if you can remove the Mark or disconnect it without killing Xi Shi; then we can use the Marks as you did Riddle’s Marks to access her mind or kill her in extremis.”
“What, Harry—no resistance?”
“Would it be of any use, Bella? First, Nym is right. Second, they’re all over there eyeing me up and I think they’ve decided they would rather be under me than Xi Shi.”
“Wouldn’t we all.” Sarah rolled her eyes at Eugenie’s expected sally.
“That was a little flat, Eugenie.”
“I know, Su. It’s just not that much fun any more. I think it’s time to move on to something else. If my boobs would grow I could flash him in public every once in a while, but they’re being stubborn.”
Sarah spluttered.
Su blinked. “Maybe just give it a rest for a while, Eugenie. Let it be a surprise again like it was last year.”
Harry collected himself again. “And third, it doesn’t bother you all, so who am I to judge? I think the bondings are less now, but they still feel like they’ll improve. The contract Patils, Veela, Centaurs, Mermaids, and Goblins I have absolutely no bonds with other than the mate-bond as described in the standard text. I can feel when they’re not doing well while they’re carrying, but after they deliver even that is faint. I can feel the children, though. Again, it doesn’t seem to be disturbing the fully bonded or the slaves, so....”
Nym nodded. She felt it, too—not ambivalence, but acceptance.
Sarah had finally recovered enough to talk. “There will be no public flashing young lady, boobs or not. What would your father say?”
“Not to mention your gran being miffed because your gramps fell over dead.”
Harmony’s comment made Eugenie go pale and look at Luna, who concentrated a moment and as her eyes went white, said, “Nope, but no flashing—it would be bad for him.”
Eugenie nodded vigorously.
Nym looked around and checked the bond. The ladies’ maid elves popped in and Nym passed a Time-Turner chain around. “Winky and the ladies’ maids will be taking care of our needs and we will only be Turning this hold.”
Susan, Ginny, Daphne, and Beatrice hooked the chains to their Time-Turners and passed their Turners’ chains to the next around the group until finally Beatrice handed her chain back to Nym. Nym took control, wound the Turners, and released. The group moved back in time three days.
They spent the next few moments working on the hold, transfiguring an enormous bed all along one wall, a sitting area along another, and tables and chairs in the last area.
Grindaknívur and a group of mates looked at the completely utilitarian facilities and shook their heads. An hour later they finished a lavish bath and separate water closet. After their flurry of activity, the mates and already serviced or enslaved new chattel went to the sitting area and Harry sat on the middle of the enormous bed.
Hsang Bao Li approached and attempted to kneel in front of him. Harry simply pulled her into his lap and rested his head on the top of her head.
While she was a Black Dragon and powerful witch, war and conquest were well known in China. The “revolution”, World War II, the rest of the revolution, and a history of war had taught her that opposing force at this level was not her lot.
She recognized that Xi Shi had sacrificed her. It was expected really; if not this way she would have eventually been given to someone more powerful than her who pleased the Dark Lady, either for revenge or for their use as a toy or a servant. She was not so naïve as the little Communist first-generation witches who thought they had value in and of themselves.
This lord was handsome enough, if young, and massively skilled. He had destroyed that one white witch—Carlisle? yes, Carlisle—utterly and even now only had to touch her to launch her into another series of shrieking orgasms.
Bao had talked to her sister Black Dragons and the four of them had agreed submission was best. Of course Xi Shi would understand her mate using them for his pleasure; it was the way of powerful lords and ladies to use those less powerful than them as they saw fit.
Now, having seen what was obviously the Alphas and Primaries and the other slaves, Bao thought Xi Shi would have a surprise coming. It was not only Bao who would be used before this was done.
Harry pulled her down and started working her out of her silk robes. Bao was tall at five feet, eleven inches, and surprisingly—for Harry, as most westerners—heavy-breasted at a D-cup at least. Contrary to the popular concept of petite Chinese women as shown in popular western culture, the Black Dragons ran the gamut from petite to the amazonian Bao.
Harry was fascinated as he explored her with eyes and hands. As he did not speak Chinese and Bao did not speak much English, they were limited to the ancient ways of communication.
Harry marveled at Bao’s smooth, uniform lightly tanned skin and dark, dusky pink aureoles and nipples. Her sparse, almost straight black pubic hair led his eye to a full mons below a taut belly. Harry let his lips follow his eyes and hands.
Soon Bao was panting slightly and spreading her thighs. Harry took the invitation first with hands and then his lips, tongue, and teeth. Bao arched on the bed and pushed her sex into Harry’s face.
Even at sixty-seven she had never experienced oral sex and she loved it. The lord did something to her suddenly and her world caved in.
When she came back to herself he was mounted and lodged at her entrance. Bao stared into his bright green eyes and threw herself onto him. Oh gods, he fit perfectly, it was fabulous...yes...uhhhnnnn...oh yes...the lord could use her any time. Bao peaked and then peaked again; she couldn’t even breathe any more, but it didn’t matter. Again, oh gods, and again. Bao dropped into the long orgasm and Harry clasped her Mark with his left hand and took her lips with his. Holding her stretched under him, he drove into her clasping center until finally he released. He just managed to remember to cast the Servus Secus.
Bao was in the bond as a slave. Thank the gods. His slave, Harry Potter’s slave. “Master, mmmm...Master, wh—”
“Shhh, Bao, let Harry work. We’re going to cut your Mark loose from Xi Shi.”
Nym caught Bao’s disappointment and chuckled. “He’ll be back in a minute, Bao; he’ll fuck you again then.”
“I do not wish to be greed,y Mistress but he is still hard and he has only come once. He can take me any way he wants, or I can—errrh—blow him? Give him oral sex to his satisfaction. I am sorry I was unable to satisfy the Master more. I will do better.”
The mates were all laughing at her confusion over the term she had picked out of Dianne’s mind.
“He’s fine. Bao. It’s just the way he is. Now rest while he works; it may take a while here. Roll over—that way he doesn’t have to hold himself up.”
Nym assisted Bao in rolling Harry over without disturbing his grip on her arms or his cock buried in her.
Bao began slowly thrusting on Harry.
“Easy, Bao, don’t disturb Harry.”
“Yes, Mistress. I will be careful”.
Harry had entered Bao’s mind and marveled at her life. Nym had been right it; was a completely different mind set. First things first, though. Harry found the Mark and the Dark tendrils attaching it to Xi Shi. He created a mental simacrula of Bao on an island in her mind, then he gently moved all of the Dark tendrils. Harry was tempted to tie a tendril to it from him so he could monitor it, but he decided it would be better to not allow access.
Harry withdrew to a higher level of Bao’s consciousness, and as they made love he explained to her how to manipulate the simacrula to keep Xi Shi happy and unaware.
Finally Harry retreated all the way to the real world and as Bao helplessly clamped onto him again he relaxed and peaked with her. Bao collapsed on Harry’s chest, still impaled on him.
Hua, Jun, and Ling joined their sister Black Dragon on the bed under the watchful eyes of the Alphas and that awesome vampire. They stripped and lay down, patiently waiting their turns.
Eventually the mates all came to bed, amazed that Harry was still semi-erect and buried in Bao after her sisters had taken their fill, and she was radiating a kind of calm contentment about the whole thing.
“Bao, doesn’t it bother you that he’s sleeping while he’s…well, while he’s still in you?”
“No, Mistress Gina. That he trust me so much is an honor.”
“We have to do something about the Mistress thing.”
“Why, Nym?”
“It upsets Harry, Amy.”
“It is our right and he got used to Bellatrix, Amelia Fastida, and Allison. He will get used to us.”
Nym groaned. “Not more of you.”
Amy smiled and pushed Nym onto her back. Amy took her sex, Heloise her right breast and Hester her left. Amelia Fastida leaned down from her position above their heads on the bed and took Nym’s mouth in a burning if peculiar upside-down kiss.
Nym felt hard done by when all the slaves ganged up on her and forced her from peak to peak until she was too sensitive to continue.
Led by Amy, they turned to Sarah who skillfully escaped, leaving Hestia to face the assault.
Harry opened one eye and smiled. He rolled over and put down a pouting Bao and crawled to Miranda. Her scream as he penetrated her and began pushing himself to orgasm rattled the bed.
“What do you want, Miranda?”
Miranda, no longer harboring any illusions, offered her left arm with its Mark. Harry covered the Mark with his right hand, stretching her, and used her to bring himself to the edge. Of course along the way he pushed Miranda into the series of orgasms and just as he came he cast the Servus Secus.
Miranda screamed, “MAAAASSSSSTTTTTEEEER!” and was out. Harry filled her and laid his head on her breast. When he removed his hand, her Mark was the Warg’s head.
Hua, Jun, and Ling pushed Harry off Miranda and Hua climbed on. Jun put Harry’s left hand on the Mark on Hua’s left forearm.
It was a very full three days for Harry and the Clan. Harry’s technique for changing the Marks got perfected, and the chattel as well as Clan Potter met their obligation, with some detours and stops in unexpected places.
The Black Dragons willfully misunderstood Sarah’s reluctance to engage in sex with them or their other mates as a human, especially after they watched the Alpha male Warg drive her Warg into the ground and tie her.
Several times she woke up in the hands of Bao, Hua, Jun, and Ling, and she had been forced to change and let Harry finish her. She tried to be angry but it was almost impossible. Beatrice and Eugenie encouraged the Black Dragons.
Harry had been forced to speak to the Black Dragons, Beatrice, and Eugenie. Sarah felt bad about it. The girls had stopped when he pointed this out.
Great progress was made once they had access to the Black Dragon’s minds and Harry cautiously felt his way along the connections to Xi Shi, attempting to get into her mind without her knowledge.
It was during one of these attempts that they found Xi Shi’s reason for interest in Harry.
On the third morning, Harry sat cross-legged with the tiny Jun impaled on him with her legs wrapped around him and his arms wrapped around her. Harry used her contented, extremely relaxed state as well as his to slowly feel along the Dark tendrils. Nym went with him. They had actually made contact with the outer layers of Xi Shi’s mind when Nym suddenly backed away and disappeared. Harry continued as it appeared Xi Shi was dreaming and the dream was about him. He felt he could use that as cover. Harry slipped deeper and deeper into Xi Shi’s mind while watching her image of his dream self taking Xi Shi in every possible way.
Nym had come back out of Harry’s mind and lay on the bed, laughing as she cried. Her terrified mates and slaves instantly perused her mind and joined her. Universally at some point in the next few moments they all thought, “It could only happen to Harry.”
Harry was suddenly back, leapt off the bed, and ran for the bathroom. Retching sounds were heard, followed by a splash.
“Well, I guess he figured it out.”
“What was your first clue, Nym?”
“When I touched her mind I felt it.” Sarah stared at her co-Alpha “Oh, that—the retching, I guess.”
Luna frowned at her Alphas and walked to the bathroom where Harry was still retching. She didn’t say anything, just sat down and leaned into his back and massaged his neck with her long, cool fingers.
Bellatrix appeared with a damp cloth and Harry nodded his thanks and took it and wiped his mouth. “Is Jun okay?”
Luna chuckled. “You know, if you keep that up you’ll never stop having a line of women wanting you. You are so mentally traumatized you become physically ill—and your first thought is of a girl whose worst possible condition is lack of Harry.”
“I didn’t know, Luna. I mean, I was using her Mark. I thought she might have felt….” Harry trailed off, not wanting to say it.
Bellatrix wasn’t having it. “Might have felt that Xi Shi is found by your magic and at least a Primary, probably an Alpha?”
“How could it happen, Bella? I was a good boy. I never hurt anyone I didn’t have to. Why is a for-real Dark Lady my mate?” Bellatrix sat in front of Harry at his brokenhearted wail and pulled him into her arms. She rocked him and held him as the bonded thrashed around with the whole thing. Not even Anna Abbot could help them this time; she was as at sea as the rest of them.
After a few moments Bellatrix and Luna stood Harry up and led him to bed. Harry fell in the bed and pulled Nym to him. The bonded pressed as close to them as they could. Elizabeth would find them that way on the morning of the twenty-fourth of September when a distraught Geoffrey popped into Windsor and popped away with her, throwing the government and its allies into a state of panic.
Chapter 7
The Royal Academy
Uni Freshmen Common
Monday
23 Sept 1995
11:43
The post owls flew in, bringing the papers. Harry and Rita had talked after making love the night before and Rita had charmed the pictures and articles relating to the Court’s activities to be unreadable by under-age beings unless their parents performed a counter-charm. This had delayed the paper until 10:00.
Harry waited for the explosion.
“Harry, quit being foolish. The parents and students were there. You would have heard by now. By the way, why didn’t you cast the PB on Droege?”
“I did after you left, Teanni.”
Teanni rolled her eyes. “And the other girls in his pipeline, Harry?”
“Bloody hell, it’s always something. It’s like I’m cursed, really. Geoffrey is fetching them—you watch, there’ll be a million girls here in an hour when the elves find them all.”
“Quit grousing, Harry. By the way, you and some of the girls and Nym need to use the Turner so you can take all of these chattel women. Why don’t you do it today?”
“Ohh, that’s a good idea, Hestia! Why didn’t I think of that?”
“Ladies, I’m right here. What if I don—”
“Too busy trying to get pregnant again, Nym.”
“Hello?”
“We’ll do it after lunch. How many is it?”
Harry sank in his seat, sulking, as his mates ignored him and went about the business of breeding him with everything that moved and looked female.
He caught Mika’s eye and faded them away. “Harry, love, I’m always up for it with you, but how about a little warning?” Mika asked, smiling, after she swallowed her bite of chicken. She had landed naked in the master bath.
She stopped talking as Harry pinned her to the illusioned wall and drove straight into her center. He was being very, very big today and Mika groaned. “Slow, lover, slow. Morgana. you’re enormous!”
Harry froze and Mika rolled her eyes. “Slow doesn’t mean stop, Harry.”
Harry resumed feeding himself into her and she wriggled delightedly as she stretched to her limit, just before the point where it became painful. They established a rhythm; Mika reached into Harry’s mind and expanded his girth some more, and then a little more, all the while urging him to pound into her harder and harder.
Just when Harry was afraid he was about to tear her, she squealed and exploded. Harry felt her clamp onto him and flooded her with his release. Mika wouldn’t be teaching any more today.
Elodie appeared and as she pushed Mika to the steps and then assisted her to the edge, Harry took her from behind.
Elodie did not want to be taken in the water so she faded all three of them to the bed, winding up on her knees with Harry still in his huge mode driving into her viciously from behind. Elodie applied a lubrication charm to herself and thrust back onto Harry hard. This was mating and Elodie loved it; there was plenty of time for love and she knew Harry loved her, but right now she wanted to fuck.
Liv and Gale faded in together. They had been waiting for this mood. Harry had made love to them a lot but he had never just let go and dominated them as he had Daphne, and they wanted it. Harry pulled them to him and as he fucked Elodie to climax he mauled Liv with one hand and Gale with the other.
Elodie crawled away from him when she was too sensitive to continue and Liv was delighted to find herself pulled under him and crammed full to near bursting.
The mates had been steeling themselves but finally gave up and blocked Harry and each other except for presence.
“Nym, what brought this on?”
“We’re in a mood over the chattel, Sarah. Unfortunately it seems some of us are also in a mood to get fucked ignorant.”
“Nym, I’m having to block him and I wasn’t really paying attention to the chattel discussion. What happened?”
“We were planning on Turning and Harry taking them and he got upset about it. I think we didn’t pay enough attention to his objections; he took Mika and shagged her stupid, then Elodie—and now Liv and Gale are getting the treatment.”
“Nym, put the chattel in one of the deep holds with him and leave him locked in. They’ll take care of it.”
“That’s a little heartless, isn’t it, Sarah?”
“Nym, he has to take them or they’ll die. He won’t let them die and they can’t hurt him, so…if it makes you feel better, check on him once in a while. Right now you can’t afford to lose more teachers, so do it. Besides, he just tortures himself over it. Let’s get it over quick.”
The room changed around Harry and he found himself fucking Gale hard on the cushioned floor of a cave. Gale came and as Harry was spinning her around he was tackled by a nude Miranda Carlisle.
Harry was in the perfect mood for this Death Eater and he forced her under him and spread her knees and forced himself into her. Then he stopped and smirked at her.
Miranda lay gasping; he was huge, hot, and bumpy in all the right places. She wasn’t going to just give in, though. “Think you can make a real woman come, little boy? Let’s see what you have.”
Miranda began pushing against Harry and he picked up the pace. A surprised Miranda was quickly growling out an orgasm.
“Luck…just luck.”
Harry smiled at Miranda and pulled out of her. He held her on the floor with one hand and then ran his tongue through her folds.
Miranda struggled to hold on and did well right up until he sucked her engorged clit from its hood and laved it in quick, short strokes. Miranda exploded, howling his name. Harry smiled and as she reached her peak he began the Parseltongue recitation of the last Goblin rebellion. Harry dropped her unconscious form and sat up.
Crap. He was always forgetting something lately, but what the hell was this? Oh, Nym and Sarah scheming. Fine, great really. Well, he didn’t have to play by their rules. He could just sit here.
Amy White brought her daughters and knelt at Harry’s feet.
“Please, ma’am, don’t do that.”
“You are our master, Your Grace.”
Harry sighed and sat down, leaning his back against the cushioned wall.
Amy frowned and pushed her eighteen-year-old daughter Hester forward. Hester grinned and sat in Harry’s lap; being very careful of his tackle, she leaned her moderately sized but very well formed breasts with their aching nipples into him and placing her head on his shoulder began gently nibbling and sucking on his muscular neck right where it flared into his shoulders. Hester was sopping wet and Harry was soon rising.
“Grrrrr.”
Amy laughed. “Yes, yes—now fuck us, and don’t forget—cast Servus Secus as you come.”
“Grrrrrr.”
Amy frowned. “You aren’t going to be difficult, are you, Harry? May I call you Harry, Master?”
“Of course, ma’am.”
“See? That’s better. But it’s Amy or slave, Master.”
“What if I don’t want more slaves, Amy?”
“Then you can try to let us die, but as soon as you fall asleep I’ll suck you hard and each of these girls will fuck you. As you come I’ll cast the Servus Secus on you both and the dominant magic will enslave the other, Master.”
“Grrrrr.”
Amy rolled her eyes in the gloom. “Hester, is he hard?”
Hester nodded, biting her lip as she rubbed herself over Harry’s length.
Before Harry could even growl again, Amy pushed Hester tight to Harry and pulled his length back. Hester felt him lodge at her entrance and released her leg muscles, screaming out as her hymen tore and sliding down Harry to the root in one go.
Harry took her lips in a burning kiss, attempting to convey his sorrow at hurting her and trying to take the pain away. Hester pushed back from him and finally spoke. “Harry, stop being so stubborn. Just take us.”
Harry caved and rolled her to her back and slowly worked her to orgasm, and then as she clamped on him he cast the Servus Secus and filled her.
Across the Royal Academy the mates relaxed as Amy sucked him hard and then pushed her daughter Heloise onto him. After Heloise Amy took her turn.
Miranda regained consciousness and lost it again moments later as Harry pushed into her and dragged another orgasm from her.
He left her and rolled over; another of the chattel joined him with her daughter and as he lay there recovering, they gently massaged him. Soon Harry had taken Miriam Long and her daughter Charmaine.
Harry continued through the afternoon, with the bonded allowing in as much as they dared.
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The Royal Academy
Uni Sophomore Common
Monday
23 Sept 1995
18:00
Nym sat exhausted, looking out over the common. It had been a long day, with Harry constantly engaged with one or the other of the new chattel. Something very strange was going on and the women were desperately trying to get Harry to enslave them rather than just satisfy the obligation imposed by the Praedia Bellica.
Several had simply happily taken Harry for a roll in the hay, as it were, satisfying their obligation; but even they were in some kind of bond.
So much was unknown about this gigantic bond and its capabilities. Nym reached her conclusion. “Chu, send invitations to all the instructors whose CVs you approve of. We need to do some more work on the bond and we’re not ready for this Dark Lady. We have to give up teaching for a while, ladies. Hestia, prepare a daily briefing. Daphne, get word to Sirius; we need the Order to step up intelligence gathering. Amelia, same thing with the Ministry—and Amelia Fastida, the vampires, too. Also we’ll go on the potion.”
“No! If a bonded falls pregnant we’ll find useful work for her to do, Nym. We won’t have the dork whore dictate our lives.”
“Ye,s Harry.”
“Okay, ladies, let’s get to it.”
Nym was answered with a chorus of, “Yes, Nym,” in the bond.
She came back to herself looking at Richard West, Ravenclaw, who was standing for Question Time. “Yes, Mr West?”
“Your Grace, we were wondering how the vampire Duchesses go out in the sun.”
“Magic, Mr West—in this case a spell that protects them from light.”
“And the spell, Your Grace?”
“I believe we’ll let you try to design one, Mr West. Possibly you could come up with one better than we already use.”
Richard nodded gleefully—a project for the Clan, this was great! His tablemates pulled him down and they all began discussing it. Nym checked the screen and as there were no more questions she waved and the food appeared.
“Nym, we’ve never lied to them before!”
“And we didn’t then, Hermione—it is a spell, in the broadest sense. Besides, they may in fact come up with something better. And we’re back on a war footing, Hermione. Let’s not be too free with what could be lifesaving information lest someone find a way to defeat the stones.
“Which reminds me: due to the nature of our bond and the bonded, I believe the Ducal Regiment has an advantage at night. We’ll point our operations this way. Clan Potter will own the night.”
A chorus of, “Yes, Harry,” rang across the bond.
“Harry, pay attention to Miandro and let us do our jobs.”
“Yes, Sarah.”
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Potter Castle
Deep Holds
Monday
23 Sept 1995
23:07
Nym sighed; it was taking forever to get everybody in place. Babies and schedules were just made to disagree, it seemed.
Harry was resting his head in her lap as they waited. “Nym, are you sure about this?”
“Yes, Harry, we have to get the new chattel settled and taken care of and we have to have some time to plan. While you settle the chattel with some of our help, the rest of us will work on consolidating what we know and planning. You need to enslave those Black Dragon witches—we need access to their minds.”
“We can get that through Legilimency, Nym.”
“No, Harry, we need the—errrh—flavor? Mind set? You know what I mean. Cho is too Anglicized. Chu is Nationalist Chinese. The vampire and trafficked girls are Japanese or Korean. We need to know how someone raised in magical mainland China really thinks, and the more the better. Plus the poor things have been exposed directly to her. See if you can remove the Mark or disconnect it without killing Xi Shi; then we can use the Marks as you did Riddle’s Marks to access her mind or kill her in extremis.”
“What, Harry—no resistance?”
“Would it be of any use, Bella? First, Nym is right. Second, they’re all over there eyeing me up and I think they’ve decided they would rather be under me than Xi Shi.”
“Wouldn’t we all.” Sarah rolled her eyes at Eugenie’s expected sally.
“That was a little flat, Eugenie.”
“I know, Su. It’s just not that much fun any more. I think it’s time to move on to something else. If my boobs would grow I could flash him in public every once in a while, but they’re being stubborn.”
Sarah spluttered.
Su blinked. “Maybe just give it a rest for a while, Eugenie. Let it be a surprise again like it was last year.”
Harry collected himself again. “And third, it doesn’t bother you all, so who am I to judge? I think the bondings are less now, but they still feel like they’ll improve. The contract Patils, Veela, Centaurs, Mermaids, and Goblins I have absolutely no bonds with other than the mate-bond as described in the standard text. I can feel when they’re not doing well while they’re carrying, but after they deliver even that is faint. I can feel the children, though. Again, it doesn’t seem to be disturbing the fully bonded or the slaves, so....”
Nym nodded. She felt it, too—not ambivalence, but acceptance.
Sarah had finally recovered enough to talk. “There will be no public flashing young lady, boobs or not. What would your father say?”
“Not to mention your gran being miffed because your gramps fell over dead.”
Harmony’s comment made Eugenie go pale and look at Luna, who concentrated a moment and as her eyes went white, said, “Nope, but no flashing—it would be bad for him.”
Eugenie nodded vigorously.
Nym looked around and checked the bond. The ladies’ maid elves popped in and Nym passed a Time-Turner chain around. “Winky and the ladies’ maids will be taking care of our needs and we will only be Turning this hold.”
Susan, Ginny, Daphne, and Beatrice hooked the chains to their Time-Turners and passed their Turners’ chains to the next around the group until finally Beatrice handed her chain back to Nym. Nym took control, wound the Turners, and released. The group moved back in time three days.
They spent the next few moments working on the hold, transfiguring an enormous bed all along one wall, a sitting area along another, and tables and chairs in the last area.
Grindaknívur and a group of mates looked at the completely utilitarian facilities and shook their heads. An hour later they finished a lavish bath and separate water closet. After their flurry of activity, the mates and already serviced or enslaved new chattel went to the sitting area and Harry sat on the middle of the enormous bed.
Hsang Bao Li approached and attempted to kneel in front of him. Harry simply pulled her into his lap and rested his head on the top of her head.
While she was a Black Dragon and powerful witch, war and conquest were well known in China. The “revolution”, World War II, the rest of the revolution, and a history of war had taught her that opposing force at this level was not her lot.
She recognized that Xi Shi had sacrificed her. It was expected really; if not this way she would have eventually been given to someone more powerful than her who pleased the Dark Lady, either for revenge or for their use as a toy or a servant. She was not so naïve as the little Communist first-generation witches who thought they had value in and of themselves.
This lord was handsome enough, if young, and massively skilled. He had destroyed that one white witch—Carlisle? yes, Carlisle—utterly and even now only had to touch her to launch her into another series of shrieking orgasms.
Bao had talked to her sister Black Dragons and the four of them had agreed submission was best. Of course Xi Shi would understand her mate using them for his pleasure; it was the way of powerful lords and ladies to use those less powerful than them as they saw fit.
Now, having seen what was obviously the Alphas and Primaries and the other slaves, Bao thought Xi Shi would have a surprise coming. It was not only Bao who would be used before this was done.
Harry pulled her down and started working her out of her silk robes. Bao was tall at five feet, eleven inches, and surprisingly—for Harry, as most westerners—heavy-breasted at a D-cup at least. Contrary to the popular concept of petite Chinese women as shown in popular western culture, the Black Dragons ran the gamut from petite to the amazonian Bao.
Harry was fascinated as he explored her with eyes and hands. As he did not speak Chinese and Bao did not speak much English, they were limited to the ancient ways of communication.
Harry marveled at Bao’s smooth, uniform lightly tanned skin and dark, dusky pink aureoles and nipples. Her sparse, almost straight black pubic hair led his eye to a full mons below a taut belly. Harry let his lips follow his eyes and hands.
Soon Bao was panting slightly and spreading her thighs. Harry took the invitation first with hands and then his lips, tongue, and teeth. Bao arched on the bed and pushed her sex into Harry’s face.
Even at sixty-seven she had never experienced oral sex and she loved it. The lord did something to her suddenly and her world caved in.
When she came back to herself he was mounted and lodged at her entrance. Bao stared into his bright green eyes and threw herself onto him. Oh gods, he fit perfectly, it was fabulous...yes...uhhhnnnn...oh yes...the lord could use her any time. Bao peaked and then peaked again; she couldn’t even breathe any more, but it didn’t matter. Again, oh gods, and again. Bao dropped into the long orgasm and Harry clasped her Mark with his left hand and took her lips with his. Holding her stretched under him, he drove into her clasping center until finally he released. He just managed to remember to cast the Servus Secus.
Bao was in the bond as a slave. Thank the gods. His slave, Harry Potter’s slave. “Master, mmmm...Master, wh—”
“Shhh, Bao, let Harry work. We’re going to cut your Mark loose from Xi Shi.”
Nym caught Bao’s disappointment and chuckled. “He’ll be back in a minute, Bao; he’ll fuck you again then.”
“I do not wish to be greed,y Mistress but he is still hard and he has only come once. He can take me any way he wants, or I can—errrh—blow him? Give him oral sex to his satisfaction. I am sorry I was unable to satisfy the Master more. I will do better.”
The mates were all laughing at her confusion over the term she had picked out of Dianne’s mind.
“He’s fine. Bao. It’s just the way he is. Now rest while he works; it may take a while here. Roll over—that way he doesn’t have to hold himself up.”
Nym assisted Bao in rolling Harry over without disturbing his grip on her arms or his cock buried in her.
Bao began slowly thrusting on Harry.
“Easy, Bao, don’t disturb Harry.”
“Yes, Mistress. I will be careful”.
Harry had entered Bao’s mind and marveled at her life. Nym had been right it; was a completely different mind set. First things first, though. Harry found the Mark and the Dark tendrils attaching it to Xi Shi. He created a mental simacrula of Bao on an island in her mind, then he gently moved all of the Dark tendrils. Harry was tempted to tie a tendril to it from him so he could monitor it, but he decided it would be better to not allow access.
Harry withdrew to a higher level of Bao’s consciousness, and as they made love he explained to her how to manipulate the simacrula to keep Xi Shi happy and unaware.
Finally Harry retreated all the way to the real world and as Bao helplessly clamped onto him again he relaxed and peaked with her. Bao collapsed on Harry’s chest, still impaled on him.
Hua, Jun, and Ling joined their sister Black Dragon on the bed under the watchful eyes of the Alphas and that awesome vampire. They stripped and lay down, patiently waiting their turns.
Eventually the mates all came to bed, amazed that Harry was still semi-erect and buried in Bao after her sisters had taken their fill, and she was radiating a kind of calm contentment about the whole thing.
“Bao, doesn’t it bother you that he’s sleeping while he’s…well, while he’s still in you?”
“No, Mistress Gina. That he trust me so much is an honor.”
“We have to do something about the Mistress thing.”
“Why, Nym?”
“It upsets Harry, Amy.”
“It is our right and he got used to Bellatrix, Amelia Fastida, and Allison. He will get used to us.”
Nym groaned. “Not more of you.”
Amy smiled and pushed Nym onto her back. Amy took her sex, Heloise her right breast and Hester her left. Amelia Fastida leaned down from her position above their heads on the bed and took Nym’s mouth in a burning if peculiar upside-down kiss.
Nym felt hard done by when all the slaves ganged up on her and forced her from peak to peak until she was too sensitive to continue.
Led by Amy, they turned to Sarah who skillfully escaped, leaving Hestia to face the assault.
Harry opened one eye and smiled. He rolled over and put down a pouting Bao and crawled to Miranda. Her scream as he penetrated her and began pushing himself to orgasm rattled the bed.
“What do you want, Miranda?”
Miranda, no longer harboring any illusions, offered her left arm with its Mark. Harry covered the Mark with his right hand, stretching her, and used her to bring himself to the edge. Of course along the way he pushed Miranda into the series of orgasms and just as he came he cast the Servus Secus.
Miranda screamed, “MAAAASSSSSTTTTTEEEER!” and was out. Harry filled her and laid his head on her breast. When he removed his hand, her Mark was the Warg’s head.
Hua, Jun, and Ling pushed Harry off Miranda and Hua climbed on. Jun put Harry’s left hand on the Mark on Hua’s left forearm.
It was a very full three days for Harry and the Clan. Harry’s technique for changing the Marks got perfected, and the chattel as well as Clan Potter met their obligation, with some detours and stops in unexpected places.
The Black Dragons willfully misunderstood Sarah’s reluctance to engage in sex with them or their other mates as a human, especially after they watched the Alpha male Warg drive her Warg into the ground and tie her.
Several times she woke up in the hands of Bao, Hua, Jun, and Ling, and she had been forced to change and let Harry finish her. She tried to be angry but it was almost impossible. Beatrice and Eugenie encouraged the Black Dragons.
Harry had been forced to speak to the Black Dragons, Beatrice, and Eugenie. Sarah felt bad about it. The girls had stopped when he pointed this out.
Great progress was made once they had access to the Black Dragon’s minds and Harry cautiously felt his way along the connections to Xi Shi, attempting to get into her mind without her knowledge.
It was during one of these attempts that they found Xi Shi’s reason for interest in Harry.
On the third morning, Harry sat cross-legged with the tiny Jun impaled on him with her legs wrapped around him and his arms wrapped around her. Harry used her contented, extremely relaxed state as well as his to slowly feel along the Dark tendrils. Nym went with him. They had actually made contact with the outer layers of Xi Shi’s mind when Nym suddenly backed away and disappeared. Harry continued as it appeared Xi Shi was dreaming and the dream was about him. He felt he could use that as cover. Harry slipped deeper and deeper into Xi Shi’s mind while watching her image of his dream self taking Xi Shi in every possible way.
Nym had come back out of Harry’s mind and lay on the bed, laughing as she cried. Her terrified mates and slaves instantly perused her mind and joined her. Universally at some point in the next few moments they all thought, “It could only happen to Harry.”
Harry was suddenly back, leapt off the bed, and ran for the bathroom. Retching sounds were heard, followed by a splash.
“Well, I guess he figured it out.”
“What was your first clue, Nym?”
“When I touched her mind I felt it.” Sarah stared at her co-Alpha “Oh, that—the retching, I guess.”
Luna frowned at her Alphas and walked to the bathroom where Harry was still retching. She didn’t say anything, just sat down and leaned into his back and massaged his neck with her long, cool fingers.
Bellatrix appeared with a damp cloth and Harry nodded his thanks and took it and wiped his mouth. “Is Jun okay?”
Luna chuckled. “You know, if you keep that up you’ll never stop having a line of women wanting you. You are so mentally traumatized you become physically ill—and your first thought is of a girl whose worst possible condition is lack of Harry.”
“I didn’t know, Luna. I mean, I was using her Mark. I thought she might have felt….” Harry trailed off, not wanting to say it.
Bellatrix wasn’t having it. “Might have felt that Xi Shi is found by your magic and at least a Primary, probably an Alpha?”
“How could it happen, Bella? I was a good boy. I never hurt anyone I didn’t have to. Why is a for-real Dark Lady my mate?” Bellatrix sat in front of Harry at his brokenhearted wail and pulled him into her arms. She rocked him and held him as the bonded thrashed around with the whole thing. Not even Anna Abbot could help them this time; she was as at sea as the rest of them.
After a few moments Bellatrix and Luna stood Harry up and led him to bed. Harry fell in the bed and pulled Nym to him. The bonded pressed as close to them as they could. Elizabeth would find them that way on the morning of the twenty-fourth of September when a distraught Geoffrey popped into Windsor and popped away with her, throwing the government and its allies into a state of panic.
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