For Harry’s cock? Of course it is!

“Ok. I’m in” Ginny stated

“Yay! You’re gonna love it Gin. I know it!”

“Let’s go and get the papers signed.” Harry said, almost commanding.

They went back into the room and Harry took Ginny over to a seat with a quill and ink on it then took out a **** contract. He then **** Ginny onto the chair.

“You said you want in? Sign the paper, then I know your serious.”

Ginny was getting hornier by the second. She picked up the quill and signed, binding herself to Harry forever.

“Alright. Now that you’re my **** I want your underwear. Nothing must block my property.”

Without hesitation she pulled her nickers down and gave them to Harry.

“And bra?” Harry asked

“I don’t wear bras. They’re too confining. I just cast a charm that makes it doesn’t show my bare tits through my shirt.” and drive her point she opened her top to show that she, indeed, was not wearing a bra.

“That’s bloody hot.” Harry mused as he shoved the nickers in his bag. “Lift your skirt up.”

Ginny obligated to show her with a clean shaven pussy which made him smile.

“Already shaven? You were made to be my ****. Anyway after breakfast come back here with the rest of your nickers.”

It was a Saturday so they didn’t have to worry about being caught.

“Yes Master. Of course.”