HP John Snape

Chapter 88 Snape Extra

The author has something to say: In this extra chapter, Snape is attacked by a prop... Well, although this article is about Snape's attack, I really can't help but want to write an extra chapter like this! If you feel you can't accept it, just skip these chapters. √

Snape felt something was very wrong when he woke up.

He lay in bed - no doubt the last thing he did before losing consciousness was sleep.

But something is wrong now...very wrong.

Snape struggled symbolically, but the rope tightly tied to his body did not move at all.

He reluctantly raised his head and observed the situation in front of him.

——A gray-white rope hung from the ceiling at the head of the bed, passed through his black hair, went around his neck and into his shirt, forming two cunning oblique circles on his chest. The rope extended down, along his waist, and tied his arms around his waist - this position was so uncomfortable, and he didn't know why he could still fall asleep in this position.

The rope below the waist was obviously replaced by a smaller string, and the touch was different - the string deftly penetrated his trousers, and wrapped several times around his most sensitive part, from the bottom to the The back was tightened and knotted, which made him feel strange whenever he moved.

The damn rope wasn't finished yet. After being knotted, it continued around Snape's legs, tying them tightly to the ends of the bed. The knot at the tailbone was obviously a slipknot, which allowed Snape to pull the tight rope tied to his lower body just by moving his legs - the person who tied the rope obviously had sinister intentions.

What made Snape's body stiffen the most was not the ropes, but the strange feeling of being held tightly behind him.

Although he had never done this kind of thing, there was no dry feeling behind him. The thing he held tightly was warmed by his body temperature and was sitting quietly. As a result, Snape didn't notice it just now when he didn't move.

——Damn it, what on earth was done to him while he was unconscious? ! Being tied to the bed in this humiliating position, what did John want to do? !

Without thinking, Snape tried to summon his wand, but it did not move at all. He wanted to disperse back to his soul body so that he could get rid of the bondage, but his body didn't obey his orders.

Snape then noticed that the rope had a translucent off-white color.

It was not a physical object, but something...a product like his and John's solidified bodies. This made it impossible for him to break free even if he returned to his soul state.

For the first time, Snape felt that he was too angry to use Occlumency.

He roared angrily: "John Snape!!"

A few seconds passed, dozens of seconds passed. There was silence in the room and no one answered him.

This was his and John's bedroom, but now the door was closed, and he was the only one in the room, tied to the bed quietly. To the right of the bed was the window. The curtains were still hanging on both sides as usual, and some dazzling sunlight shone in through the glass in the afternoon. Snape could even see the garden outside, the gate, and the busy road outside the gate.

...Damn, if anyone on the street looked up, they could see him.

Snape managed to take a deep breath and began to operate Occlumency, trying desperately to regain his composure first.

No matter how he wanted to kill John, he had to get out of this bad environment first.

He used both arms to try to break free of the rope - but his hands were pressed at the bottom, which was not a good position for exerting force.

In order to make it easier to exert force, he tried to lift his body. Fortunately, his legs were tied to the bed, which allowed him to borrow a little more force.

"Oh damn -!" Snape bit his lip suddenly and his whole body froze.

As soon as he raised his waist a little, the buckle at the tailbone moved, and the string tightening around his body tightened, suddenly brushing against the tightly tied part. The thick rope on his upper body also tightened due to his movements, and two points on his chest were rubbed by the rope -

the simultaneous pleasure from up and down almost made him scream.

"Stupid - crazy man with a mind full of rubbish!" Snape cursed through gritted teeth, but did not dare to move for the time being.

He slowed his breathing and tried to calm down the throbbing just now. At this moment, I thought about last night in my mind.

——John exchanged a good night kiss with him in a normal manner and went to bed together. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

etc!

During dinner, John seemed to have said that Mrs. Rouse was going home to visit relatives today, and George was going out to handle business today, so they would have to go out to eat or order takeout all day today.

——So this whole building is empty now?

Snape didn't need to look in the mirror to know that his face must be so dark that the paint would peel off.

He was thinking rapidly in his mind.

If he was allowed to be tied up without any resistance and wait for John to come back, he would never be able to do it.

——John must be hiding somewhere, preparing to come back after seeing enough jokes.

But if you struggle, you may fall into the trap set by John.

Although Snape didn't understand the direction of the ropes on his body, he could still feel them covering the sensitive areas of his body.

No need to think...he also knew exactly what scene John wanted to see.

"Damn troll." He cursed again, already making up his mind.

Snape took a deep breath, clenched his fists again, and began to exert force on his arms.

He raised his waist little by little to make it easier for him to use his strength, trying his best to ignore the continuous pleasure of being rubbed against his chest and lower body.

He exerted force again and again, and then fell back on the bed, gathering strength for the next time he broke free.

The thick rope rubbed against his chest again and again, making the two little beans harden. There was also some strange feeling in his lower body, but because it was tightly tied with string, he had not lost his composure yet.

Snape gasped and turned his face to the side, looking out the window.

The number of cars coming and going on the road has not decreased, and there are pedestrians walking slowly on the roadside. They could see him like this at any time.

——A strong sense of shame came to my heart.

Snape closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

He began to curl up his legs, trying to break free of the ropes around his ankles.

——But obviously the rope around the feet looks thicker than the one on the body, making it more difficult to untie.

Snape quickly gave up trying to free his legs first. He raised his waist higher and continued to deal with the ropes around his wrists.

——Every slightest movement would cause the two bulges on his chest to feel an electric pleasure.

Snape now hated the shirt he was wearing.

His shirt was a completely black linen shirt with a V-shaped neckline that allowed him to see some of his chest. The rough fabric of the linen shirt was always clinging to him. Every time he moved, when the thick rope rubbed, the shirt would also rub against his two tops.

The extreme pleasure almost made him tremble.