Documented Disrepect

After Lord Vernon Claimed Aunty petunia, but before the Ministry Officials arrived, we received a letter;

“Dear Mr. Vernon Dursley,

We here at Gringotts Bank are writing to inform you that upon the successful Claiming of Petunia Dursley as a Sex **** that all her vaults and accounts are now yours. The Claimed Status makes her ineligible for titles and ownership of lands and monies, so they are henceforth yours.

This no doubt comes as a shock to you, as your Sex **** is not a Wand Waving Witch. This unusual inheritance is due entirely to her previous owner, Albus Dumbledore. As he failed to appropriately divide his estate, we assume because he used his Will as the opening for a Scavenger Hunt, his properties and eatate that wasn't discussed went to his brother Aberforth, who himself has recently successfully drunk himself t ****. With nobody stepping forth to take the Vaults, we decided to allow them to go dormant, to be inherited by a "Muggleborn" descendant of your line. But as you did successfully Claim her, we will instead actively bestow the monies upon you.

Inside of the envelope is a brand new set of keys, do not under any circumstances give them to anyone you do not trust. As your wife is now a Sex ****, she will be categorised as property. Please arrange a time for her worth to be assessed.

We do recommend that she be registered with her niece later today and then brought to Gringotts to prepare her for her life long duty as a Submissive in Magical Society.

Please visit the Bank at your nearest opportunity.

Regards,

Sharphook,
Account Manager,
Gringotts

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After returning the Wand back to it's case for Lord Dudley to lock, Mr. Trotter brought as all together to be taken by Portkey to the Atrium of the Ministry of Magic.

Aunty petunia, emily, and i were still naked except for the cum out Masters and the other two Men of the other group had chosen to mark us with, and the large dildos in our arses. They made us crawl on all fours to a special lift which only went between the Atrium and several special offices.

Mr. Trotter explained it might be a long trip, so it was up to us Sex Slaves to please Him and Lords Vernon and Dudley. i removed Master's cock from His trousers and began licking and sucking on His ballsack. He groaned and patted my head!

Mr. Trotter had lied because the door of the lift opened long before i got the chance to swallow Master's jizz. He finished in emily's face then took His newly acquired Sex **** with Him to use her mouth while He did paperwork.

Master pulls me along by the braid of my hair, treated as a dog on a leash. Neither myself nor Aunty had been allowed to stand at any point for hours. Various people watch as their Saviour acts like a Submissive Bitch and i flush in embarrassment and humiliation, soaking my thighs with submissive lubricant. my arse is slapped numerous times by passing Dominants, and even a few Submissives, and word is quickly spread about how i’ve not acted as a Top, or even a Switch but as the lowest Submissive. Master drags me into the meeting room and points at a table. Aunty and i both follow the instructions and rise for the first time in a while, to lean over th table. Lords Vernon and Dudley are feeling impatient, so we wait for the Ministry Witnesses like this; a Witch and her Aunty getting spanked. The door left open, Master proceeds to smack my fat bouncy arse. i hear laughter and tears fill my eyes as i cry from the pain as He further demonstrates His Mastery of me.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

i could feel the oppressive aura of all the Dominants entering the room. Aunty and i slide of the table to face the amassed Ministry Witnesses. we stay low, kneeling. our hands clasp behind our heads and our legs spread open to expose our wet, naked, cunts.

“Jasmine Marlene Potter,” a voice said with disdain. It made my slutty, submissive cunt throb, “you are here today to officially Register and Document your obvious Status in life, please tell the panel how you, chuckle think you should be classed.” the voice commanded and my pussy gushed, causing everyone there to snicker. i look at them all, seeing one of two that look upset that i am on the floor with my legs spread, my long, braided hair held by my Master like a natural leash. Most... look pleased, excited. i could only tell the truth.

“i, Jasmine Marlene Potter classify myself as Submissive, Sirs and Madam’s!” they then asked how much a Submissive i am, i replied truthfully. “i am a bottom to bottoms, the sub of other subs, i am the lowest level of Submissive... i am... a Masochist.” a great weight kifts from off of me. Good. i only want to feel the oppressive weight of being dominated. my speech is met with open laughter.

“Yes, we can tell. No Top would present themself to us naked with naught on your person but Muggle jizz and a dildo up your arse,” the voice, a woman states. In my aroused haze, i hadn't noticed her coming closer. This humiliation tactic she was using was making me feel- "and a Switch wouldn't have greeted us with the sight of you being spanked like a bitch." The woman, an older Witch with hair the colour of copper pushed me into my back with her foot and pressed her shoe against my soaking snatch. i was getting close, i-

“One last thing Miss Potter," she raised her foot up and then stamped down on my cunt, hard. "Cum you worthless slut!” and i did. i squirted everywhere on command, my back arches up and i knew this panel, these Witnesses... however they viewed me before, they certainly hated me and would tell the world what i did, this in turn just aroused me more and more.

"Now, who are these other people with you Miss Potter?" The Witch asked me while still twisting her shoe against my cunt.

"I, Dudley Vernon Dursley, claimed Potter earlier this morning.” He smirked at the gasps, i was so turned on by how He could be so Dominant. “This slut here, is my Free Use Slut, a whore for you, and a broodmare for me and who I choose to let breed her." The Witch sadly stopped stamping on my cunt and fetched a metal stick and cast a spell at a nearby fireplace. i watched Master stick the metal into the fire and then... brought it over to me!? It was a brand!

FREE USE SLUT across my chest, above my tits.
DURSLEY PROPERTY right above my cunt.
MASOCHIST across my upper back.
ANAL SLUT as a tramp stamp.

“Aiiiiiiiiieeeeee!” i scream as everyone laughs at my pain. “Master it hurts” my voice sounds pathetic as i look at him. The Magic Iron Brand permanently marks my degradation. Even if i somehow ever did throw enough of a spine to assert myself and become a Switch, or even more unlikely, a Top, i could never remove any of them. At best, the name Dursley could be altered to whoever bought or won me from Master.

Lord Vernon stepped forward and explained his situation with Aunty. The Witnesses, and even the Witch who stamped on my cunt appeared genuinely upset for Aunty going so long without being properly used as a Submissive. They congratulated Lord Vernon for rescuing Aunty from such a half life. petunia made a similar speech as me and then Lord Vernon branded her.

FREE USE MILF across my chest, above her tits.
DURSLEY PROPERTY right above her cunt.
STUPID CUNT across her upper back.
BUTT SLUT as a tramp stamp.

petunia look a so happy, i'm happy for her too. Like me, she can now finally be fucked and beaten like we both want and deserve.