Harry sat on the terrace overlooking the ocean as he sipped his morning coffee and read the newspaper. So far, there was no news about Percy or his former employees, but he knew it was only a matter of time before someone reported them missing.
It wouldn’t matter, of course. He knew he had been thorough in getting rid of the bodies. There would be nothing for the Aurors to find, even if they somehow managed to find the safe house in the first place.
He put down his newspaper, watching Hermione and Emma go through their morning exercises. A thin sheen of sweat already covered their bodies as they flowed from one pose to the next, almost like a seductive dance.
When he suggested it to them he had expected them to be more resistant to the idea, but they had both agreed with little fuss after he pointed out that as slaves they were expected to perform them regularly, and to keep up appearances they would need to as well.
Hermione and Emma finished up the last of their exercises and joined Harry at the table for breakfast.
It felt odd to Hermione to exercise in the nude, but Harry had rightly pointed out that it was what other slaves would be expected to do, and they needed to keep up appearances.
She took a long sip of water from her glass, happy that at least that part of their training was over. She had hated drinking from the dildos. It felt so demeaning every time she did.
“It doesn’t look like you missed a step,” Harry complimented.
“Thank you, Master,” Emma smiled along with Hermione.
“I guess we should talk about what happened at Ron’s flat,” Harry started. “How did you feel about what you did with Narcissa?”
Emma bit her lip thoughtfully. “…I enjoyed it,” she admitted. “It wasn’t the same as it is with you, Master, but I would like to do it again sometime.”
“What about you, Hermione?” Harry asked curiously.
“I feel the same way as Emma,” Hermione replied. “It’s much better with you, Master, but I enjoyed it,” she confessed.
“Alright,” Harry nodded. “From what Ron told us, it’s something that will probably happen again, especially as we find out more about the covens.”
“Do you believe what Ron told us, Master?” Emma asked.
“I do,” Harry confirmed. “Until recently, his family had no money or influence to speak of. The covens wouldn’t have looked at them twice.”
“You both did really well last night,” Harry complimented. “I don’t think Ron suspected a thing.”
“Thank you Master,” Hermione and Emma replied, getting more comfortable with it each time they called him Master.
“We need to talk to Fred and George next,” Hermione said adamantly. “Ron said they have a book about the ritual.”
“Alright,” Harry agreed. “Get dressed. You can wear the same clothes you wore when we talked to Ron.”
Hermione and Emma nodded, walking into the villa to get ready.
A few hours later, Hermione, Harry, and Emma walked into Fred and George’s shop. It was the early afternoon and there weren’t any customers in the shop.
Harry walked up to the counter, Hermione and Emma trailing behind him, wearing their cloaks.
“Hello Harry,” Fred greeted. “George, get out here, Harry’s here,” he called into the back room.
George arrived a moment later, and went to the front, locking the door. “Hi guys, Ron told us everything. We can talk about it in the back room,” he said, leading them to the back of the store and through a door.
Hermione looked around the shelves and display cases in the ‘back room.’ It was easily the size main shop, if not a little bigger.
While the front had prank and joke items, mostly for children, the back room was a different story all together.
All manner of dildos, plugs, collars, paddles, whips, and even some objects Hermione couldn’t recognize at all filled the back room. She blushed, wondered what they could do with some of the more exotic items.
“Mary,” Fred called out.
From the back of the shop, a stunning redhead appeared, carrying a large tome. She blushed and looked away when she saw them, and moved to stand beside Fred.
She was wearing a black leather corset, ending just below her breasts, and a pair of leather stocking ending at mid thigh, leaving her breasts, ass, and shaved pussy fully exposed. She had a thick leather collar buckled around her neck with a large metal ring in the center.
The woman was beautiful, and even though Harry and the girls had never seen her before, she seemed oddly familiar.
“Here you go Harry,” Fred said as he took the tome out of Mary’s hands and handed it to Harry.
“Thanks,” Harry said as he held onto the book. “Who is this woman?” Harry asked. “Why does she look so familiar?”
“Oh, that’s just Mary,” Fred said dismissively. “She’s a muggle born. We found her when we were raiding Death Eater homes and decided to keep her.”
“What are you looking for in the book?” George asked, quickly changing the subject. “We’ve already looked through it a few times, so we can probably help you find what you’re looking for.”
“When I did the ritual with Hermione and Emma, they only gave me the pages that showed how to perform it, but I need to know more about it,” Harry explained. “Is there a way to break the bond? Are there any consequences if I do?”
“Why would you want to break it?” Fred asked curiously. “It looks like it worked out pretty well for you,” he said, looking Emma and Hermione up and down, noticing how little their cloaks did to hide their curves. “You hit the jackpot.”
“I don’t want to break it,” Harry denied. “I just want to be prepared. We think these covens use this ritual to make themselves more powerful, so they might have a way to break it.”
“We haven’t seen anything like that in the tome,” George replied. “But you’re welcome to look.”
“Ron said he didn’t know very much about the covens, only what Narcissa told us. Have you ever heard of them?” Harry asked.
“Sorry, no,” Fred replied, shaking his head. “We only found out about the ritual by chance.”
“Why are you so interested in them?” George asked, curiously. “If they’re as powerful as you say they are, why risk drawing their attention?”
“I think I already have their attention,” Harry explained. “I think might have kidnapped Hermione and Emma as an incentive to get me to join them.”
“And reduce your fortune at the same time, making you easier to control.” Fred nodded. “It’s a pretty good plan,” he conceded.
“You definitely have the magic and influence to get their attention,” George agreed.
“Thanks guys, I’ll get the book back to you soon,” Harry said as they turned to leave.
“Oh, hold on a second Harry,” George stopped him. “Ron said something about you using older model collars?”
“Yeah,” Harry nodded. “Ron mentioned something about it. Why?”
“Can we take a look?” Fred asked. “We probably have something that’ll work a little better for you.”
“Hermione, Emma, drop the robes,” Harry ordered.
Emma and Hermione shrugged out of their robes, letting them pool to the floor, acting every bit the well trained slave.
Fred let out a low whistle as he took in the view. “Wow, Ron wasn’t exaggerating.”
Harry unlocked Emma’s collar, handing it to Fred. He was curious about what they had come up with.
Fred opened a latch on the inside of the collar that Harry had never noticed before and pulled out a small pill shaped piece of metal. He cast an engorgio to enlarge the object, revealing an intricate set of runes.
After a few minutes, he looked up. “It’s crap,” he declared. “This is at least three or four models out of date, probably made about fifty years ago. The metal work on the collar is pretty good though.”
Fred went to one of the display cases and pulled out another set of metal pills, almost identical to the one in Emma’s collar, and handed them to Harry. “You’ll like these a lot more,” he winked.
“What are they?” Harry asked.
“They’re the rune schemes that control the collars. These new ones are top of the line. We just released them a month ago,” George explained. “Orgasm control, punishment, and body control are all mental. There’s also a tracking charm good anywhere in the world.”
“Take this,” George said, handing Harry a plain metal ring. “Once you put it on, you’re the only one that can remove it, and it’ll let you control the collars mentally.”
“Thanks guys,” Harry replied as he fitted both Hermione and Emma’s collars with the new rune schemes. “How much do I owe you?”
“Nothing,” Fred replied, shaking his head. “You’re still a partial owner, remember? In fact, why don’t you take a look around? Anything else you want is on the house.”
“Are you sure?” Harry asked. “It looks like some of this stuff is pretty expensive.”
“What? Are you kidding? We wouldn’t have the shop in the first place if it wasn’t for you,” George denied.
“Alright… If you’re sure,” Harry said as he and the girls explored the shop.
As they looked around, Harry couldn’t help but admire the quality of the items. The twins had clearly put a lot of work into them.
He picked out a few sets of corsets, liking the look of them on Mary, and wanted to see how Hermione and Emma would look in them, along with the matching cuffs, leashes and arm binders.
Harry couldn’t wait to get the girls home and have them model their new outfits for him.
“Alright Harry, enjoy,” Fred said with a knowing wink as they left the shop.
As soon as they returned to the island, Harry handed Hermione and Emma two of the bags. “Get changed girls, and meet me back here in half an hour,” Harry ordered, causing Hermione and Emma to smile seductively as they took the bags and sashayed out of the room.
Harry poured himself a drink and sat down as he waited for his girls to return. He couldn’t be more pleased with their progress so far, but he had to be careful. If he pushed too much, too quickly they might figure out the truth.
They both still had one hole he hadn’t claimed yet. He just had to find the right opportunity to bring it up, then they would be his completely.
The girls returned half an hour later on the dot, and he was not disappointed. He had them put on the matching leather corsets that stopped just below their breasts, and just above their cunts, putting all their assets on display for him.
The only difference between the two was that Hermione’s was white, and Emma’s was black.
They each wore a matching set of leather stockings reaching mid thigh, a pair of five-inch heels, and a leash clipped to their collars.
“Wow!” Harry exclaimed. “You girls look great. Do a spin for me.”
Hermione and Emma happily obliged, spinning around, revealing that their hands were cuffed together behind their backs.
Harry got instantly hard, watching his girls sway their hips, posing seductively for him.
“I have a surprise for you,” Harry said, taking hold of their leashes and leading them down the stairs and into the basement.
He threw open the large doors at the end of the hallway, revealing a room they had never been inside before.
Hermione looked around in surprise. There were chains hanging from the wall, along with all manor of hooks, both on the walls and hanging from the ceiling. There was a sawhorse and pillory along the wall, and also a cabinet filled with what she assumed were many of the same things found in Fred and George’s shop.
She found herself both blushing and aroused as she stared at what she could only describe as a sex room.
Emma had a similar look on her face, eager to try out everything with Hermione and her master.
Harry pulled the pillory into the center of the room. “Hermione, come here,” he ordered as he opened it.
Hermione walked up to Harry, eager to see what he had planned for them.
Harry unlocked Hermione’s cuffs, helping her into the pillory, and locked her in. After she settled in, he adjusted the height, bringing it down so Hermione had to kneel on the ground.
Harry and Emma took a moment to admire Hermione’s form as her new position forced her to arch her back, accentuating the curve of her ass.
Harry went to the cabinet and selected a strap-on for Emma, buckling it in place for her and lead her in front of Hermione. “Kneel,” he ordered.
Hermione looked up, licking her lips as she stared at the dildo, just inches from her face as she remembered how much fun they had the last time they used them.
Harry used his new ring to activate the girl’s plugs, setting them to pulse every few seconds, earning a moan of pleasure from both Hermione and Emma. He would definitely have to thank the twins the next time he saw them.
Emma pushed her hips forward, parting Hermione’s lips with the tip of her strap-on. She titled her head back, moaning in delight as Hermione sucked it into her mouth.
The enchantments on the dildo allowed Emma to feel every flick of Hermione’s tongue, and the gentle pressure of her lips, as if it were the real thing.
Harry knelt behind Hermione and unzipped his pants, and freeing his cock. He held onto her hips as he pushed forward, sheathing his cock inside Hermione’s waiting cunt.
Hermione moaned around the dildo in her mouth as the familiar length of Harry’s cock eased into her. By this point, she was dripping wet for him, allowing him to fill her to the hilt in one stroke.
Harry set a steady pace as he pumped his cock into Hermione’s cunt, slapping his hips against her ass as he slowly picked up the pace.
Emma did the same, matching Harry’s pace until she was sliding the full length of the strap-on down Hermione’s throat, and grunting with each thrust.
She knew she wouldn’t last long, now with the way Hermione was sucking her off and how her plug pulsed every time she thrust forward.
“UGH! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” Hermione grunted around the dildo in her mouth as Harry fucked her from behind while her plug buzzed away inside her ass, each pulse getting more powerful as Harry and Emma picked up the pace.
She wanted to cum so badly, but Harry was stubbornly holding back her orgasm. She felt her pleasure build higher and higher as Harry expertly brought her to the heights of pleasure and held her there for what seemed like forever. Her toes curled as she sucked harder on the dildo, hoping that Harry would let her cum soon.
It was another ten minutes before Harry finally rewarded her. Hermione let out a long keening moan, her eyes crossing as Harry’s hips slapped into her ass one last time before he allowed her to cum.
She wrapped her lips tightly around the dildo as she came, setting Emma off, and moments later, tasting Emma’s cum as it spurted out of the strap-on.
Harry let go of Hermione’s hips and stood up, unlocked Emma’s cuffs. “Let’s switch,” he said as he moved in front of Hermione and Emma moved behind her.
“Oh god,” Hermione moaned as Emma slid into her well-used cunt with the strap-on. She was still coming down from her first orgasm as Emma took her from behind.
“You know what to do, Hermione,” Harry instructed as he held Hermione’s hair in his fist and guided his cock to her waiting lips.
Hermione stared at Harry cock, still glistening with her juices before looking up, locking eyes with Harry’s as she pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, before opening her mouth wide and taking his cock down her throat.
She loved the feel of Harry’s cock inside her, snugly filling her throat. She tightened her throat muscles around his cock, holding her breath as she stared up at him.
She felt a surge of arousal tingle down her spine, and to her core at the look Harry directed back at her. She felt so wanton, so slutty as she sucked on Harry’s cock while Emma drilled into her cunt from behind.
She had to admit that Emma was right. Harry had ruined her for other men. Nothing could compare to the thrill she got every time Harry was inside her, or all the things he had her do with Emma, even when it was in front of other people.
Emma looked down at her strap-on as she pushed it in and out of Hermione’s pussy, and reached for her plug, fucking Hermione’s ass with it at the same time she fucked her with the strap-on.
Hermione groaned around Harry’s cock as Emma fucked both her holes, driving her quickly to another orgasm. This time Harry didn’t stop her from cumming. “GAWAAD!!” she screamed out as she came.
Harry pumped his cock in and out of Hermione’s mouth as she rode out her latest orgasm. “Get ready, Hermione,” he warned. “I’m about to cum.”
Hermione looked up at Harry, just as she felt the first spurts of cum spray into her mouth and she sealed her lips around his dick, not willing to let a single drop escape her lips.
“Share with Emma,” Harry ordered as he stepped back, pulling his cock from Hermione’s lips.
Emma stepped around, kneeling in front of Hermione and pressed her lips to Hermione’s, as they shared Harry’s cum between them.
Harry looked down at his girls, their bodies covered in a thin sheen of sweat as they shared his cum. The contrast between their leather corsets and stockings accentuating their beauty even more.
When they finished Harry unlocked Hermione from the pillory, and helped her up, but they were far from finished. He pulled down two chains from the ceiling attached them to Emma’s cuffs.
He unbuckled the strap-on from her waist, and let it drop to the floor.
He then pulled a second set of chains from the ceiling, attaching them to Emma’s ankles and hoisted her legs into the air.
Harry moved between Emma’s spread legs, lining up with Emma’s cunt as he slid his dick inside her.
“Oh god,” Emma moaned as Harry pushed his length into her waiting cunt.
Hermione moved behind Emma, kneading her breasts as she tilted her head to the side, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.
“Ugh! Ugh ugh! Ugh UGH!” Emma grunted as Harry pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on tightly as Harry took her.
Hermione reached down, trailing her hands down Emma’s back, reaching for her plug, pulling and twisting it from side to side as Emma moaned wantonly.
Harry saw what Hermione was doing and unlocked Emma’s plug, allowing Hermione to pull it out.
Hermione dropped the plug to the floor as she dropped to her knees, spreading Emma’s ass cheeks, and licked the rim of her ass.
Emma’s eyes popped open as she felt a wet tongue exploring her asshole. She didn’t have to look to know it was Hermione behind her. Her eyes crossed at the dual pleasure of Harry’s cock insider, while at the same time Hermione’s tongue explored her ass.
“Oh GOD! Don’t stop, just like that Hermione!” Emma begged as she lost herself in the moment.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! AWGAWD!!!” Emma screamed out as she came, covering Harry’s cock with her juices.
She was breathing hard, trying to recover, but it wasn’t easy. Neither Harry nor Hermione stopped, much less slowed down, rapidly bringing her to a second orgasm. “AAAAH!”
Harry knew he was close, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He slammed his cock into Emma’s cunt one last time as he came, using the ring to set off another orgasm for both Hermione and Emma.
Emma slumped forward, resting her head on Harry’s shoulder, breathing hard, trying to recover from all the orgasms she had so close together.
Hermione was in much the same state. Harry’s ring allowed her to feel both Harry and Emma’s orgasm, easily driving her over the edge as well.
Harry looked at the tired faces of Emma and then at Hermione. They always looked the most beautiful to him in this moment, right after he fucked them to exhaustion.
Life just didn’t get much better than this.
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