spellbound heart

𝐃𝐨𝐦-𝐅𝐨𝐫-𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐞

Author: MissUnmissed

Summary:

For Harry Potter, life after Hogwarts did not go the people had expected. He did not join the aurors or marry Ginny Weasley (he was queer as a purple galleon, thank you very much). Instead Harry Potter took time off from the Wizarding World to explore Muggle sex clubs and consequently became a Dom-For-Hire to service those who were too shy or private to go to a club.

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Harry Potter felt the soft, scarlet rope run through his fingers as he circled a naked Justin Finch-Fletchley approvingly. Justin's eyes were fixed straight ahead and his tone legs were spread apart as he stood with his hands interlaced behind his head.

His body was rigid and Harry noticed the way his jaw kept ticking. He could tell Justin was growing impatient and Harry had to fight to keep a smirk from reaching his face. They were already 30 minutes into their session and Harry hadn't even touched him yet. Oh, how he loved to see his subs squirm.

               "Would you just bloody well get on with it then?" Justin spat out. Harry raised an eyebrow and to his credit Justin appeared just as surprised as he was.

               Harry clucked his tongue and shook his head disapprovingly. "Oh, Pet, you are going to regret that."

               "I'm sorry, Sir. It's just-"

               "That's three." Justin slammed his mouth shut. "Kiss the floor."

               Justin dropped to his knees and stretched his arms out in front of him with his head a couple inches from the wood panels of the floorboard. He pushed his arse out, ready to take his punishment. Harry walked over to the wall where a variety of implements hung and allowed his hands to trail across them until he reached the cane. He knew from their contract that Justin didn't enjoy pain as a form of pleasure like some of Harry's other clients did but impact play was within his limits when it came to punishment. Harry laid the rope on the small side table and turned back to Justin. "Tell me why you are being punished."

               "I was rude to you, Sir. I spoke without permission." Justin told the floor. He tried to sound contrite but pretty words wouldn't prevent his punishment.

               "Exactly, Pet. You will get three swats from my cane. One for your rudeness and two for speaking without permission twice. You will count them and thank me. Do you understand?" Harry's voice was firm and confident as his blood vibrated in his veins.

               "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."

               Harry swatted the left cheek and the sound exploded in the small playroom. "One. Thank you, Sir."

               The right cheek. "Two. Thank you, Sir."

               The right cheek again. "Three. Thank you, Sir."

               Harry stepped around to Justin's front. "Wait."

               Justin pushed himself up to kneel and crossed his hands behind his back. Tears tracked down his cheeks as he looked up at Harry. Harry stepped forward and cupped Justin's cheek. "You took your punishment very well, Pet. Now let's get you all tied up."

               Justin's breath ghosted across Harry's palm as he let out a barely audible sigh of relief. Justin's interest in Shibari was what caused him to seek out Harry in the first place. For him it wasn't sexual, Justin just needed someone to help him not be in control for a while and found that being restrained in a complex design of ropes was the key. Justin was happily married but his wife just didn't have any interest in doing that for him which was why he reached out to a professional. As long as they didn't engage in sexual activities his wife didn't have a problem with it.