spellbound heart

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might update another chapter or two after this but eh

also, i tried to search for the user but i cant find it anywhere on ao3. and it doesn't have any title from my notes so if you know who made this please tell me so i can credit them.

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Harry laid in bed next to Ginny staring at the back of her head. They had just had sex, but this was the 5th time he had to fake an orgasm by doing quick cleaning spell so she wouldn't be able to tell. He just wasn't into it anymore. He was even finding it difficult to get hard anymore. They had been married for 2 years and were talking about having their first child, but how could he do that without ejaculating?

He swung his legs out of bed and stood up then walked into his living room and sat on the sofa. He accioed his wallet and thumbed around in it for the right card. finally, he pulled out a little black card that read "The Underground Night club; exotic dancers, escorts, and Professional Dominatrix". A work friend had given it to him one day when he was complaining about his sex life.

He sat under the dim lamb light contemplating calling the number on the card. He finally gave in and dialed the number.

"The underground, this is Zachary speaking. How may I help you?" Said the voice on the other side.

"Hi, umm, I'm looking to book a Dominatrix?" Harry said quietly.

"Are you a first-time customer, Sir?" Zachary asked.

"Yes, my names Chad Milton." Harry lied.

"Male dom or Dominatrix?" Zachary continued to question.

"Umm... I can hire a male?" Harry was intrigued.

"Yes."

Harry thought for a minute, "Male." He finally decided.

"Okay and what kind of play are you looking for?"

"Umm, well I'm not really sure. I've never really done anything like this." Harry admitted.

"Ah well, in that case I'll set you up with The Master as we call him. He does everything except excrement play, and he's really knows how to work a beginner. He'll have you coming back for more!" Zachary exclaimed.

"Sounds perfect!" Harry replied.

"He is a bit on the expensive side though, 500 an hour or 3500 for a night, which is 8 hours."

"Money is no problem. Can we do 2 hours to start?" Harry asked.

"Of course! How's Next Saturday at 9 pm?"

"That'll be perfect!" Harry exclaimed.

"Okay, you'll be in room 202 with The Master on Saturday at 9 o'clock." Zachary repeated.

"Thank you!" Harry said.

"No Problem! Have a great day!" then the both hung up.

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By the time Saturday came Harry was nearly pulling his hair out in anticipation. He was so excited to find out what was to come tonight. He had fantasized about it every night that week.

When the time came to leave, he told Ginny he was going out with some coworkers and apparated to a wizard pub, where he cast a glamour that changed his face shape, hid his scar, and made his hair reddish brown. Then he apparated to the night club.

Once he had entered the club, he was immanently struck by the pumping music and flashing lights. There were both male and female strippers dancing in cages and on poles, and topless waiters and waitresses were serving drinks. A woman dressed in only leather panties and high heels came up to him.