Secretary (DH)

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A/N:

(Dom!harry)

~Harry in this chapter~

~Harry in this chapter~

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Warnings: (Ceorry)

• CNC (Consensual non-consent)
• Pain kink (slapping, spanking)
• Humiliation, Degradation
Chocking
• Sex toys (Clitoral vibrator)
• Orgasm delay
• Sir/Ma'am
• Bondgage (St. Andrew's cross)
• Oral Sex
• Overstimulation

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I stood there, tied up on the x cross. Red lights and foggy windows. Everything was so highly intimidating and the clitoral vibrator attached between my legs only disintegrated my thoughts even more. A ruined mess I was, tiredly holding on to my last bit of strength.

Being edged on for thirty minutes "Please," I tried again just to get muffled out by the very existent gag on my mouth.

Harry sipped on his wine, a loud laugh filling the room, "I warned you, didn't I baby?"

A whip coming down to my ass, jolting forward I begged him through my eyes. He pulled on the leash of my collar. Choking me, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

"But you're a pathetic little slut," he said. I whined again.

Crack.

"You wanted this," he intensified the vibrator to its fullest setting which was now loosely hanging down my thighs doing wonders. My legs trembled the more I tried to get away from it continuing to hit my very sensitive clit.

Crack. Crack.

"Now take it then," he whipped harder. I could sense the bright red patches already forming on my ass, marking it red as his own.

Death was a foreign sensation to me but that was all I could feel right now. It happened so fast, my shuddering body as intense vibrations took over. The pain doing me pleasure. He tugged on the leash once again with a whip down to my ass.

All at once.

"Fuck baby, you squirted again."

My eyes snapped open, horror feeling it's inside. But he looked so very frustrated, the vibrations did not stop though. I whined, trying to shake myself out of these restraints. It did me no good only hitting me further as tears dribbled down my eyes.

Harry might have sympathized when he removed the ball gag from my mouth, or better-he wanted me destroyed in front of him. Hear all the pathetic noises coming out of my mouth, how affected I was for him.

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