The Last Horcrux/Hogwarts/House Slytherin/Dormitories/Abandoned Bathroom/Blackmail Touch Gemma
“Hmmm what do I want?” You ask the room, as if you were playing a little game, “I want…you!”
You point your wand at Gemma.
“You see, I’m a Lesbian, and a Dark Witch, and that means I get what I want. You are useless to me Marcus. Sit down.”
“What?” He says, confused.
“DO IT,” you impel him, with a face that says he will die if he doesn’t obey.
The boy backs of and sits down, his back against the wall.
“Petrificus Totalis,” you incant, pointing your wand at Marcus, whose body is immediately paralysed.
“Marcus!” Gemma cries out in alarm.
“Oh don’t be silly,” you taunt her, “he’ll be fine. He just can’t move is all, as you should know. But he can still hear and see us, which means he gets to watch me enjoying your body. Inst that nice? Now, take off your skirt.”
Gemma looks at you pleadingly, but find no mercy in your eyes, only an icy stare and the sharp end of a wand are facing her.
She slips off her skirt and stands naked before you, apart from a pair of white cotton socks. She tries to hide herself modestly, covering her pussy with one hand and her breasts with the other arm.
“Move your hands,” you command her, and she drops them to her sides, sobbing slightly.
“Now, turn around and let me see you,” you say, pointing her own glowing wand at her to illuminate her young body. She is lithe and pretty, her body just on the cusp of being a fully developed woman. Her breasts are perfectly ripe orbs and her waist and hips curve deliciously. Her bottom is pert and her skin is pale. Her fear makes her even more delicious.
“So, I know you like getting fucked by Marcus, but do you ever fantasise about girls?” You ask her.
She shakes her head.
“What never?” You say, with false disappointment, because you don’t actually care, you’re just getting off on humiliating her.
“So you’ve never even kissed a girl?” You ask her.
She shakes her head again.
“Then that is going to change right now. Kiss me Gemma,” you command her.
Gemma breathes for a moment, then looks at her paralysed boyfriend, who by now has slid down the wall and is lying crumpled on the floor. She looks back at you, leans in, and give you a little peck on the lips.
“Haha very funny,” you mock her, “now give me a proper kiss, a proper snog.”
This time, when she leans in, you pounce on her, forcing your tongue into her mouth, licking her lips and biting them gently, your teeth knocking against hers in your brutal passion.
“There,” you say, when you finish using her as your kissing sex doll, “that wasn’t so bad was it.”
You step back and take off your nightdress and shadow cloak, so that you are naked in front of her.
“Now, suck my nipples Gemma, gently.”
Gemma reluctantly lowers her head to your tiny breasts, takes your left nipple into her mouth, and starts to suckle on it.
“Ahh yes,” you gasp, “that’s good Gemma. I hope you’re enjoying this. You too Marcus, because I’m really enjoying this.”
You push Gemma down onto the floor. She’s too scared to disobey you, and now you simply use her like a doll. You kiss her again then move down her body and start to suck on her gorgeous breasts.
“Oh you’re lovely Gemma. I’m going to have lots of fun with you.”
You run your hands all over her body. Her face, her neck, her breasts, down across her body, her waist, her hips, her thighs, and finally, to her vagina.
She is still slick wet from her interrupted fuck with Marcus, and you find a neatly trimmed patch of hair, and a slippery pair of pussy lips, that you begin to rub and massage.
“Oh fuck yes Gemma, this is how I wanted to touch you when you were showing us around the Common Room,” you confess to her, “I didn’t think I’d get to do it so soon though.”
Gemma says nothing, keeping quiet and hoping it will be over soon no doubt.
You slip two fingers inside her pussy, feeling her warm flesh envelope them.
“Oh fuck yes Gemma, how do you like being finger fucked by a lesbian girl Gemma? Do you like it?”
Gemma remains silent, simply letting you use her. You pull your fingers out and put them in your mouth, tasting her pussy juices. She’s tangy and delicious. Unable to resist any more, you pounce on her pussy, spreading her lips wide open to get at her prize, which you kiss and lick and suck all over.
Her pussy tastes like heaven, and you force her legs wide open to really get your mouth into the girls core. You find her clit and start to grind yourself against her most sensitive place. By know your own pussy is drenched with arousal. You lick her and lick her, savouring every taste and devouring her body sexually.
Despite your efforts, and the occasional gasp of unwanted pleasure from her, you know she won’t be able to come. Not this time anyway. She’s to afraid and ashamed and not even slightly bisexual, but at the same time, your mouth and tongue on her pussy are undeniably good. You know you’re pleasuring her, but she’s too upset to come from it.
You aren’t though, and are desperate for relief now. You move up her body and begin to rub your hungry young vagina against her left thigh, smearing your arousal all over her flesh.
“Ohhh Gemma,” you gasp, “fuck Gemma you’re fucking gorgeous.”
You move up and rub your pussy against her tummy, then against her breasts, and finally. You lower your pussy onto her face.
“You’re my slut now Gemma,” you tell her, “now lick my pussy.”
Gemma closes her eyes and starts to lick you. You move your pussy back and forth until you have your clit pressed right against her tongue.
“That’s it Gemma. Lick my cunt. Lick me right there. No not there, up, yes! That’s it. Lick me there you slut! Lick my clitoris! Ughhh fuck lick me.”
You writhe back and forth, fucking her face with your hungry cunt. Each time you move you feel sexual energy flowing through your pussy and into her mouth. It slowly grows and grows, and as you order her to grind her tongue against your clit, you feel your orgasm nearing.
“Oh yes Gemma, keep licking my cunt. Don’t you dare stop you slut. Oh fuck your my cunt licking slave now… Ugh… ohhhhhhh…”
You orgasm all over her face, shuddering and even squirting a little into her mouth. It wasn’t quite as good as it could have been, a few more licks would have pushed you over the edge to an incredible orgasm, but you fucking needed it, and you slump down to the floor, catching your breath.
You get up and pull your nightie and shadow cloak back on.
“Did you like sucking op my pussy Gemma?” You ask her, but she just looks away, a bitter expression on her face.
You walk over to Marcus, “Finite Incantatum” you say, pointing your wand at him and ending his paralysis. He starts to move, very slowly.
“You two listen to me,” you berate them, “from now on, you both do as I say. I won’t tell anyone that you come here to fuck. In fact, I’ll even keep any eye out for you, but once a week, I get ti fuck Gemma. And if either of you dumb fuckwits think about messing with me, I’ll fucking make you wish you’d never been born. I’m a Dark Witch. My uncle is in Azkaban, and my parents were Death Eaters. I will fucking END YOU if you mess with me, and if you tell anyone about me, I won’t just kill you, I’ll kill your fucking families. Do you understand?”
Marcus and Gemma are too terrified to speak.
“Well? Do you?” You demand of them.
“Yes,” they both say feebly
You turn to leave.
“Oh and for fucks sake, learn the Obscurus Magicae enchantment, the door eas fucking glowing with the magic of your door-hold and muffliato spells. Idiots.”
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