Kitchen Slut (Claimed by Dursley Path)

Walking around No. 4 Privet Drive was oddly arousing. When I reached the stairs, I heard moaning. Moaning, grunting, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the wet sound of a cunt being fucked. It was coming from my Aunt and Uncle's room.

I was tempted to peek, to sneak in, to join in, but in the end I decided to follow Dudley's command.

Standing in the kitchen, I stare at my cousin, he had a look of smug disdain on his face, but his eyes still had a primal lust burning in then that filled me with arousal and made my knees want to connect with the floor. He's gone without clothes too and as I looked up at him, drinking in his large and hairy British body, he grinned mischievously.

“So you want my dick huh? You took a while in that shower, did you need to fingerbang your day arse again?" I nodded, unable to meet his gaze and instead staring at his fat cock. "Then tell me what were you imagining this time?” He demanded and I started to mumble my response. He circled around me like a predator, ready to chip away at me until I was too weak to fight back.

SMACK

“Ahhhhh” I cry out as my fat arse jiggles from the hit.

“Speak!” He orders, more harshly.

SMACK

“You Dudley, it was your cock I was masturbating thinking about you facefucking me before fucking my fat arse in front of all your friends, I imagined buggering me,” I admit out loud, "While your Dad buffered my Mum and your Mum rode my Mum's face!" He laughed, stepped right up to me and he pushed me. to a counter, bent me over so my tits pressed against the cold surface.

SMACK

SMACK

“Shut it Freak, you really are fucked in the head.” He commanded. I was so wet and turned on I obeyed without a second thought. I feel his cock sliding up and down between my arse cheeks, my bully of a cousin is hotdogging me and I’m loving it. Did I even need to go for the "eighth" year at Hogwarts?

He grabbed my arse more tightly and with a long groan, he released his seed all over my back. Thick cum burned my skin and settled all over me, running down my back as I gasped and moaned.

SMACK

“Disgusting freakish slut, start cooking!” He leaves me there, cum all over my back, and sat his arse down at the table. I shaking moved to gather the stuff I needed.

It was so... right... cooking naked while Dudley watched.

Finished with the cooking, I turn to see the eyes of Dudley, my wonderfully hung bully of a cousin. In one large hand he has a camera pointing at me, in the other he’s pumping his dick in front of me. My eyes go wide and my mouth opens in a silent cry of need while I bring his food over. My face is soon to be covered in my cousin's spunk, I not only know it, I need it. And he'll have visual an audible proof of it on the new video camera he had gotten as a birthday gift.

I slide under the table while he eats and replace his hand with my mouth. He even hands me his new camera so He can use both hands for his breakfast. I'm not only submitting to the Cousin who tortured me all my life, I am helping him... collect **** material if I ever suddenly become a Domme? His thirteen inches of non-magical meat stretches open my throat and I leave a green ring of lipstick at the base of his cock while my make-up runs down my face. He finishes eating and takes the camera back to film me while he drinks his tea. Finally, he gives me permission and am get to make him cum. His hot seed fills my belly and I pull back so he can cover my face and tits.

I smile for the camera after confirming I had swallowed all that was in my mouth, when he pulls me up. Using my braided hair like a leash, he drops me onto the table like I weigh nothing. He sneers down at me as I wiggle needily under his gaze and the lens of his camera.

“Explain this welcome turn of events to me slut” he orders me and my face heats up.

“Because I’m a Natural Submissive, my magic-” before I can say anymore, Dudley flips me onto my front and-

SMACK

“Do not mention that word again.” My juices soak the table while my cheeks jiggle from the impact.

“Yes Sir, oh yes ffffuck!”

“So your freakishness what?”

SMACK

“Oh sooo good, b-because I'm a Natural Submissive, my mag-freakishness... has made me be wet and horny for being Dominated. Since I'm nothing but a masochistic submissive, my Ministry will be sending officials to collect me soon to get registered and documented-"

SMACK

"-and after that I’ll be a Free Use Slut for the rest of my life” I tell him whilst getting off on the pain of my giant rosey red spanked arse. “At some point a True Dominant can claim me as property and then charge others to use me.” I tell my cousin, my recent fantasies of him making me try to sneakily guide him to-

SMACK

“Spread them cheeks bitch” I quickly obey, I almost miss his whispered words to himself, "is this what Mum is? A Submissive? Maybe we're more magical than they thought..."

SMACK

“Mnh, please Big D break my arse if you think you can?" I tease as he rests his hard disk between my arsecheeks, still wet from being in my throat. "Even better, if you make me cum from anal then I will have to let you try and claim me. Buuuut, you have to know the right words. And there is noooo way I'd tell you that-" acting like a total idiot, I lay out all the steps to claiming me while Dudley runs his fat bitchbreaker against my needy arsehole.

Cumming my brains out and losing my freedom to a Muggle, to the one who most tormented me no less, that sounded so hot.

“Aiiieeeee,” I scream as in one go he pushes into, enters, and buried himself to the hilt in my arse. In one, single, glorious, thrust. His big balls slapping hard against my pussy.

I orgasm right on the spot.

“You’re an even dumber slut than I thought,” and he started ploughing my arsehole. Hard. He'd already won. He'd won the moment he stamped on my cunt. I was cumming non-stop and bouncing my fat arse back in submission to my Bullying Cousin and all I cared about was him fucking me. I felt my Magic accept me getting ready for me to be claimed. It felt like a hand around my neck, **** me.

“Who owns this fat arse bitch” He demanded of his weak Cousin.

SMACK

“You do Master!” I say in True Submissive manner. A thread of Magic runs from my arse up my spine to join the right grip of my neck.

SMACK

He sits back in his chair and pulls me with him. I bounce in his lap, his massive sick still destroying my arse. His hands reach for my huge tits. He pinches and twists my nipples hard and pulls them.

SLAP

“Who owns your tits?” He asks me whilst slapping my melons.

“Argh, you do Master!” I whimper from the pain and pleasure of his **** on my rectum and my mammaries. The tingle of Magic pinches my nipples before crawling through me to my neck.

SLAP

“Who owns your mouth?” He asks before shoving his thick fingers into my mouth. I'd already felt thirteen inches of Dursley Dong use my throat like a cocksleeve, I would always want that all the way down my throat.

SLAP

“Mmmmmoo mmmmmmmdo Mmmmmshrr!” My Magic recognises what I tried to say and I feel it again. The tingle runs across my lips before joining the throb of power collecting around my neck. He pulls his wet fingers out of my mouth and, still fucking my arse, holds his hand in the air before asking;

“Well last hole, who owns this pussy here?” His hand flies down.

SMACK

"Aaaaargh!!!!" I look up to the heavens and imagine my Mum, looking down on me while Dad fucks her from behind. My cunt explodes from the direct hit, courtesy of Dominant Bastard Cousins. “You do Master! Please, fuck my masochist pussy, fill my submissive cunt full of your tasty cum! I need you to fill my needy, fertile pussy with your strong virile spunk! Please Master, put a baby in my freakish womb, show me even more why you were always better then me and breed me Sir! Give me your baby!” My Magic painfully twists my clit before hurtling through my body to my neck.

“Well then I claim you, Jasmine Marlene Potter, as my Sex ****. So Mote It Be!” He roars and lifts me up as he stands, fucking me with no love or respect. Just a powerful need to destroy me.

“So Mote It Be” I feel myself say and I feel my magic cement the link as Master successfully claimed me as a sex ****.

“So Mote It Be!” i feel myself say and i feel my Magic cement the link as Master successfully claimed me as His Sex ****. An invisible, permanent, magic collar binds me to Dudley for the rest of my existence. He cums deep in my guts and releases me, dropping me to the floor with my cum-stuffed guts pushing my belly out so much i look pregnant!

“Master," i ask Him while i start cleaning His cock. Tasting my arse on His huge dick. "will You come with me to sign some papers?” i asked Him, wanting it to be confirmed that He owned me, when no sooner had i asked that there was a tapping on the window. We looked to see a regal looking owl. Master opened the window and then took the letter that was addressed to Him. He opened it and grinned. He turned to me and started reading.

“Dear Mr Dudley Vernon Dursley,

We here at Gringotts Bank are writing to inform you that upon the successful Claiming of Jasmine Marlene Potter 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.

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 she is now a Sex **** she will be categorised as property. Please arrange a time for her worth to be assessed.

We do understand that her registration is later today and as such she will need permission from you to complete her life long duty as a Submissive in magical society.

Please visit the Bank at your nearest opportunity.

Regards,

Sharphook,
Account Manager,
Gringotts

i look up at Him in shock and awe. He now has what was once my money and property. He looked at me and grinned again. He turned and went upstairs, leaving me to clean the dishes, the table, and the kitchen. When He returns, He holds a thick, long ornate looking box. He then entwined my hair around His hand, holding me in place like a dog-owner staring down His bitch. i was dragged into my room where He unceremoniously threw me to the floor.

“Get me your Wand bitch” He ordered, and i rushed to get it. When i brought it to Him, He took it and placed it in the box, shut the lid, and locked the padlock.

“First, you will never wear clothes in my home or the home of a Dursley. Second, when we go out and I must allow you to be dressed, you are forbidden from ever wearing bras, panties, or any form of underwear unless I specifically tell you to wear it. And third, you are to never try and open this case with or without help, you may never get the key with or without help do you understand?” i nodded and looked down. i was now a Witch with no Wand. The humiliation of it turned me on.

"Oi, is the Freak the reason why my Pet is riding a dildo I never bought her in the shower?" A voice startled me, and i looked to see my Uncle Vernon, leering at me.