The Saga Of Harry Potter and the Sisters Black

Harry Potter and the Sisters Black P.18

Cho is in the library, completely naked, bent over and bound to a table.
Harry is behind her with a long leather belt. He draws back his arm and brings the belt down on her firm arse with a resounding crack.
Cho screams in pain as her bum explodes in pain. She tries to move her legs but finds them bound as Harry delivers another blow. Cho blushes as the liquid from her sopping cunt starts to roll down her thighs.
Harry earns another scream from Cho as the belt makes a third bright mark on her skin.
Cho can feel her approaching orgasm as another scream rips itself from her throat.
Harry seems to sense how close Cho is as he drops the belt and opens his robes, revealing that he's wearing nothing underneath. He goes behind Cho and grabs her ponytail as he presses his cock between her redden arsecheeks.
Cho screams in pain as Harry pulls back on her hair and forces himself up to her bum.
Harry starts to ruthlessly shag the bound girl, earning a scream for every thrust, though after about four thrusts the screams turn into ones of pleasure.
Cho can feel that she just on the precipice. One more good thrust and she should come. That is when she sits up.
Cho looks down and sees that her sheets are soaked in her sweat and juices. She reaches for her pussy, knowing it's useless. She silently swears to recast the charms on her vibrator in the morning as she rubs the base of her pussyplug which merely results in more frustration. Cho rolls onto her stomach and pulls her knees up under her, getting her bum up in the air, at the perfect height of a good shagging, if she had a partner. She pulls her hand away from her crotch and reaches behind her. As her finger pierces her anus, she knows it's useless. She lies all the way down and tries to sleep until she has to get up for breakfast.
Harry reluctantly drags himself out of bed in the morning. He quickly rushes through his morning preparations, wondering what the day will bring.
At breakfast, the four older teens compare their schedules and to their amazement, they find that they all have Potions first.
Luna and Ginny head off to their first class of the day while Ron, Neville, Harry, and Hermione head for the dungeons.
Bella looks up as the last four students she's expecting walk into the class. She smiles brightly and nods her head, "Since everyone is here let's begin. Welcome to NEWT Potions. Due to the departure of Professor Snape, some of you may find yourselves in the class with little warning. I can assure you that while a great deal more pleasant than my predecessor, you will find that I am almost as stringent when it comes to results. I can also assure you, no one will get any preferential treatment," she says looking directly at Draco Malfoy and the two other Slytherin students. "Mr. Longbottom, I'm afraid I do know of your reputation, whether the cause is actual clumsiness or simply an overly intimidating teacher is as yet unknown, so I would prefer you to sit near the front in order to avoid any disasters."
Neville and the crew sit down in the first row of seats and Bella smiles, thankful that her master is being cooperative.
The rest of the class progresses without much in the way of incidents; even Neville manages to avoid any problems without any assistance from Hermione.
Neville is feeling very sure of himself and the others are congratulating him on his success as they head to Transfiguration.
McGonagall wastes little time in beginning the class. She has the desks gone and there are turtles on the floor. The assignment for today, Transfigure the turtles into carriages.
The class works hard until Harry receives an idea. He pictures the carriage in his mind and sees the turtle physically making the change as he casts the spell. To his amazement, when he opens his eyes, there's a green carriage in front of him.
McGonagall walks over to Harry, "Excellent work Mr. Potter; might I ask you what you did differently?"
Harry blushes, "Instead of focusing on the spell itself, I pictured what I wanted to happen."
McGonagall claps her hands and draws everybody's attention, "Very, very good Mr. Potter. It would seem you accidentally stumbled onto the very secret of highly advanced Transfiguration. The spell is no more really than a way of focusing your magic; you must focus more heavily on the actual effect that you want. Congratulation Mr. Potter, we shall speak after class."
With the new trick in hand, Neville completes the assignment in under a minute and even adds a bit of flourish to the carriage.
Hermione actually manages to turn her turtle into a traditional carriage.
With only a few minutes left in class, Ron manages to complete the Transfiguration.
McGonagall says, "Excellent, anyone who managed to complete the assignment in class is excused from the homework. Class is dismissed."
Everyone files out, leaving Harry and McGonagall alone. "Mr. Potter, I always make it a point to reward students who complete assignments first. Normally that reward would be in the form of House points, however, given your circumstances, I must ask you what you would like."
Harry thinks for a moment, "Let's just call it an I.O.U. for now."
McGonagall grins, "Very well. Enjoy the remainder of your day Lord Potter."
Harry shakes his head as he heads out of the classroom where his friends are waiting for him.
Narcissa looks out the window in the study as her master goes to breakfast. Her mind is cluttered by her conversation with the Chang girl. Finally, she sighs exasperatedly and picks up her journal. Cissa starts to record her thoughts on the conversation, knowing full well that she will have no choice but to pass the information along to her master, along with her thoughts on the matter.
Finally, about lunchtime Narcissa lays down her journal and considers her options. She dismisses the idea of going and finding her master immediately knowing that he might well be either highly angered or aroused. She decides to talk to him right after his last class.
Down in the Great Hall, Cho's bum tingles as she watches Harry. She wonders if he'll beat her enough to make up for Cedric.
After lunch, the two groups once more go their separate ways.
After the earlier parts of the day, Charms is almost painfully dull. Professor Flitwick goes over his plans for the year and takes several minutes to remind the students to study hard. They spend the entire class going back over some of the charms from the previous year.
Finally, the class is dismissed and Harry finds Cissa waiting for him outside of the door. "Master we need to speak."
Harry nods his head as the other students look at him oddly. The group heads directly for their rooms.
Once there, Cissa says, "This should be in private master."
Hermione nods her head, "Let me know when it's safe to come in."
Cissa leads Harry to the study, "You might want to sit down master; some of this will be a bit jarring."
Harry sits down at the desk and looks at Cissa.
"Master, yesterday I was approached by Cho Chang. She came seeking my aid."
Harry can feel his anger at the girl for the pain she had put him through bubbling up, but he forces it down. "Your aid in what?"
"She wished to apologize to you for what she did last year and wished to make reparations."
Harry focuses on his thrall for a moment, "There's more to this then you're telling."
Cissa swallows, knowing she should have known better than to try and hide something from her master. "I did ask a fee of her for bringing you this message and I did invader her mind slightly through Legacy."
Harry scowls at the blond who falls to one knee. "What did you find out?"
Cissa swallows, hoping her master isn't merely drawing out her time before her punishment, "I did find the reasons why she made the request."
Harry leans back and steeples his fingers in front of his face as he crosses his legs, "Very well, let's hear her reasoning."
"In the first place master, she does feel guilty about the way she treated you, however that is only a minor concern. Her major reasons are that she feels extremely guilty about the fate of Cedric Diggory. She's thinking primarily of getting revenge against his murderer no matter what the cost. She knows that she will be sacrificing her future, but she does not honestly care."
Harry nods his head, truly unsure what to even think.
"Her other reason is even more ignoble," Cissa swallows, knowing she's heading into dangerous territory. "It would appear that Mr. Diggory was quite a lover. He and Ms. Chang were very active in their sex life. She feels that you would be able to make up for him given that you have me and my sister as a form of training." Cissa blushes, but decides to go full disclosure, "It would also appear that she and my sister have some similar traits. They are both rather inclined to anal proclivities and neither is overly hesitant concerning pain."
Harry's mind flashes several images concerning the things that he could do to her before his will reasserts itself. "Is there anything else?"
Cissa hopes that her master doesn't blow his stack on this one. "There is a few more reasons master. Primarily among them is one of the games she and Mr. Diggory engaged in. Master, I doubt you are overly well versed in marital aids, more commonly referred to as 'sex toys' correct?"
Harry nods his head carefully.
"Well master, there is a vaginal complement to the butt-plug I wear, most commonly referred to as a pussy-plug. It serves essentially the same purpose for the vagina as the butt-plug does for the anus. Ms. Chang's plug has been modified to allow her to expel her body's wastes but she can do nothing beyond that. However, it also carries the same spell as the plug currently up to my own arse."
Harry looks at the kneeling woman wide-eyed.
"That is the correct master; it can only be removed by a given individual. However, as my plug is keyed to your command, Ms. Chang has the misfortune of having her plug set to the command of Mr. Diggory. She believes that you will be able to break the spell."
Harry sits back in his chair dumbstruck.
"Master, there is one more thing."
Harry almost stops her, not sure his heart can take much more but he nods to her.
"It would appear that Ms. Chang was indeed deeply committed to Mr. Diggory and his death cut very deep. She is hesitant to get into another relationship lest she is injured again. However, she has heard so much about your adventures and ability to survive she is willing to risk it with you. She has also apparently done sufficient research to guess what spell you used on myself and my sister. She wishes to become one of your thralls in order to help you get revenge against the men that killed her love."
Harry's arms fall to his side as he looks straight forward, completely shocked for almost a minute.
Narcissa looks on, afraid she will have to strike her master once more when he comes out of his trance.
"Are you sure about this Narcissa?"
Cissa doesn't miss the minor slipup and fears for her rump, "Yes master. I was only able to get a quick look, but this information was foremost on her mind."
"Do I even want to know what you did to her?"
Cissa' blushes as her other knee come down, "Probably not master."
Harry stands up and starts to pace. "First off, you will not mention ANY of this to Hermione, am I clear?"
"Yes, master."
"Good. I don't know what to do."
"What do your instincts tell you, master?"
Harry never stops pacing, "My instincts are split. On one hand, the idea of adding another woman to my growing harem appeals to me. However, the thought of enslaving another person is repulsive. I will admit that a part of me wants to take her up on the offer simply to punish her for what she did last year, especially on Valentine's Day."
"Master, I probably should not mention this, but it does concern the day you gave the interview to Ms. Skeeter for /The Quibbler/."
Harry continues to pace, "What of it?"
"Master, do you remember how I said that she prefers anal intercourse?"
Harry gives her a distracted nod.
"One of the reasons she was so upset with you to master is that she had planned that day to proposition you."
Harry stops dead and looks and the blonde woman, "Say that again please."
"She had planned to ask you to sodomize her that day master. She was so quiet because she was trying to work up the courage. She would have tried later in the year except you were always with Ms. Granger and the only time she was able to get you alone, you were in a hurry and still upset with her."
Harry can feel his heart ready to give out. "Did you give her a timeframe?"
"No matter. I told her I would pass along a message that she wished to speak to you and notify her later."
Harry sits back down and tries to think, "Ok, I don't want to rush into this. I'm going to go and talk to Albus; I need to know when the first Hogsmead weekend it anyways. Tomorrow, talk to Cho and tell her I'm willing to listen and you will come to her with instructions after the first Hogsmead weekend is announced. Understood?"
"Yes, master."
"I don't know what I will do about her request though."
"Master, may I ask you a rather odd question?"
Harry nods his head.
"Why would you not want to do as she has requested?"
Harry looks at her for a moment and runs through the moral arguments mentally, almost all of which sound hollow in his ears. Finally, he thinks back to what he's wanted to say to Hermione about the house-elves. "They are happy as they are. They like being slaves. If they are happy like that, who are we to take that happiness from them?"
Cissa watches as her master debates internally.
"Narcissa, I need you to be completely honest with me when you answer this question."
The blond nods her head, hoping that this won't be too painful.
"If I were to grant Cho's request, do you believe she would be truly happy?"
Cissa inhales sharply and ponders the question. "I can't answer that for certain master. I know that I am happy, how much of that is my own free will, and how much is the effect of the spell is beyond me. I believe that her desire for revenge mixed with the sexual aspect and the way the spell works makes me inclined to believe that shell will be happy after the spell is cast."
Harry sits back and nods his head, "I'm still not sure, but I will give it some serious thought."
Harry stands up and heads to the common room, Cissa right behind him.
The others are discussing their day and helping both of the fifth years with their homework.
"I'm taking walk folks. I'll be back in a bit."
Tonks is on her feet instantly, "I'll come with you master."
"That's already Dora, I'll be fine."
Tonks wants to speak up when Cissa says, "Master, please... You're distracted tonight. Please let someone accompany you, for our peace of mind."
Harry takes in the looks of concern on the faces of his thralls and his heart melts, "Alright Dora, come on."
Tonks and Harry head to Dumbledore's office and give the password.
Albus looks up as the door to his office opens, "Ah Harry. How goes to classes?"
"Acceptable Albus, may I sit down?"
"Of course my lad, of course."
Harry sits down along with Tonks and says, "I hate to ask for inside information, but I'm afraid I need it."
Albus looks concerned, "What can I help you with?"
"I need to know when the first Hogsmead visit is going to be."
The old man looks at the raven-haired wizard, "Might I ask why?"
"There are some things I need to arrange that would be easier if I knew when the student body would have a great deal of freedom."
"Hmm... I suspect that this has something to do with Mr. Longbottom and Bellatrix. Is this the case?"
"Yes sir."
Albus nods, sensing that there's something that Harry's not telling him. "Is there any other reason you wish to know?"
"Yes sir there is."
"Would you mind if I asked that reason?"
"Actually, I would."
Albus looks at Harry for a moment before he starts to laugh, "I guess I walked into that. I promise not to interfere what whatever you have planned so long as no one will be injured."
Harry thinks for a moment before he decides to risk it. "Another young lady has asked to join my harem sir. I am still unsure of my feeling on it, but I at least owe it to her to hear what she has to say."
Albus nods his head. "You wish to make sure that you can give the young lady in question a proper hearing?"
"Yes, I do."
The ancient mage says, "I don't know for sure, but I feel I must ask this. Is the young lady in question Cho Chang?"
Harry's arm is in motion before he can even take a moment to think.
Albus just sits very still, "I take it from the wand pointed at my head my guess was correct. Please lower your wand Harry, I did not break any confidence, I just made an educated guess."
Harry can feel the truth behind the old man's words so he lowers his wand. "What made you think of Cho sir?"
"I know you fairly well. You would not say you owed somebody you didn't know a fair hearing whom you did not personally know. From there I considered the women you knew personally. Of them, Ms. Chang is the only one who has lost somebody in the current war. I took that and asked for clarification from you which you provided."
Harry continues to glare at Albus for another minute, "Do you intend to interfere?"
"No, I do not. I know you well enough that you would not use the spell further without the woman's consent. I am familiar enough with Ms. Chang personally to know she could easily have requested the spell be placed on her and be fully cognizant of the repercussions. Have you made up your mind as yet?"
"No, I haven't. On one hand, I don't wish to enslave anyone else. However, she will be happy if I use the spell on her."
Albus smiles, "Welcome to the wonderful world of being a leader Harry. Think of this as your first deliberate command decision. We are both aware of Ms. Granger's probable response to this piece of news. As such, you must weigh the potential strife caused by her induction against the potential gains, which are?"
"An increase in my own knowledge and power and her happiness."
"Is that all of the potential gains?"
"I believe so, though I might be missing some."
"Indeed you are, but you are quite honorable so you can be forgiven. If you officially claim Ms. Chang as one of your thralls, then the next public demonstration could be pushed back by several weeks."
Harry nods as he feels his choices start to solidify. "I outright refuse to make a decision before I hear what she has to say."
Dumbledore nods, "A very wise decision. Also, the first Hogsmead weekend is in two weeks' time."
Harry stands up, "Thank you, Albus."
"Harry, one more thing, you might want to discuss this with Ms. Chang before next weekend."
Harry nods and leaves. He makes back to his new set of rooms without remembering the trip. "Cissa change of plans. I will talk to her Saturday. I have some plans to lay."
Narcissa waves to the others to stay put and follows her master. She seals the door to the study where Harry is. "Is there a problem master?"
"Not in so many words, but the situation concerning Cho just became markedly more complicated."
"You are still unsure of her induction?"
"Yes, but I can't seem to focus."
Cissa smiles gently, "It is not surprising master. Your body is used to an almost daily orgy and for the past two days, all you have had is my niece's introduction to tit fucking last night. Now you have this mess dumped on you. You need to relax master. How may I serve you?"
Harry collapses into the chair, "Up to you Cissa."
Cissa goes over and kneels before her master. She reaches up and undoes Harry's trousers freeing his tool. She takes his dick in hand and starts to gently pump up and down on his staff.
Harry's more or less out of it as his thrall masturbates him.
Cissa's worry mounts as she feels Harry's cock start to swell and he shows no sign of increased awareness. Finally, the cum shoots out of Harry's cock and hits her in the face and Harry's eyes start to focus a bit more.
He looks down and smiles, "Thank you Cissa, I needed that. Can I help you in any way?"
Narcissa stands up and sheds her robe.
Harry actually chuckles, "Still with the maid outfit? Even knowing that I'll punish you if you are seen in public in that?"
Cissa blushes, "Yes master. We stay with it because you enjoy it. Master, I need to be shagged by you. Do you have a preference for positions?"
"Not at this point Cissa."
Narcissa nods her head, still extremely concerned. She straddles her masters' lap and slowly sinks down; enjoying the feel as he parts her peddles.
Harry groans and brings his hands up to gently toy with Cissa's tits as her hips come to rest against his.
Cissa notices that a bit of color is seeping back into Harry's face as she starts to rise up until only the crown is still embedded.
Harry hears the blonde moan softly as she sinks back down.
Narcissa sets a quick pace, not quite teasing her master, but she works very hard to keep the pace from being frantic.
Harry lets go of one of Cissa's breasts and reaches around behind her to grab her bum as he comes closer to coming.
Cissa can feel the control her master is starting to exert. She leans down and her voice seems to ooze sex as she whispers, "Just let go, master."
Harry hears those words and he stops trying to fight back the oncoming tidal wave. He roars loudly as he shoots his seed into Cissa.
Narcissa can feel her masters' bliss and is carried along with it.
Harry is light-headed and dizzy for a moment when he's finished. He smiles at the blond with disheveled hair, "Thank you Cissa. That helped."
She stands up and draws her wand, casting several spells, "It was my pleasure master."
Harry redoes his trousers as he stands up and Cissa dons her robe. "Cissa, speak to Cho tomorrow. I will speak to her Saturday about whether or not she will be allowed to make an audition."
"What sort of audition master?"
"I don't know the details yet, but I want something that will dissuade her is she is not completely determined."
Narcissa thinks a moment, "Perhaps we can use this to help further convince Riddle that you are going Dark."
Harry nods his head. "We will have to move carefully though. I do not look forward to telling Hermione about this."
"Why would she be a problem master?"
"Cissa, Hermione almost went ballistic when Tonks asked to join my harem. Hermione generally has an ax to grind with Cho and with her Oath to me the two would have to spend a great deal of time together."
"Perhaps master, but I think that I should be the one to tell her. Also, given the circumstances, I think I can easily convince her not to take serious offense. If she does have an ax to grind then she might jump at the chance, as she will be in a superior position to her rival."
Harry looks at her strangely, "Very well Cissa, if you think you can break the news to her without her getting angry, have at it. However, if she does get mad at me, I will punish you."
Narcissa bows her head, "Very well master, I will speak to both young ladies tomorrow."
"Good, now let us plan out the test for Ms. Chang."
Meanwhile, other plans are being laid elsewhere between one young man, a redheaded young lady, and a raven-haired woman.