More bondage (session 2)

Like the last session, Harry was more or less instantly bound by the rope, wrapped along his legs and arms, before his limbs snapped together leaving him resting on his knees. Tilting slightly, he fell forward, catching himself on his elbows. Wobbling on his joints, Harry flushed with embarrassment. He felt like a pet, walking on all fours.

With a surprised moan, the suckers that he had missed approaching latched onto his nipples. The gag also squeezed into place between his teeth, the salty flavour immediately making his mouth water and drool to leak from the corner of his mouth. A slight jolt from his trapped cock made Harry look under his body. The panties he had been wearing had changed, splitting down the middle exposing himself to the air. Somehow, this just made him hornier.

Even though he was tied up, Harry shuffled around on his limbs as best he could, trying to focus through his rising lust to explore his immediate surroundings from this new perspective. As he was doing so, he was leaving droplets of drool and pre-cum on the floor. Subconsciously, his tongue had started to lick the gag, trying to get more of the salty taste to appear. This only made more drool come from his mouth.

Once he had made a few circuits of the space, not finding anything other than a lack of dust suggesting cleaning charms, Harry heard a noise coming from the box of toys. The plug that had been used on his that first night, and the collar he had seen putting everything away had floated out of the box and were making their way towards him. The collar sped up, reaching him first and quickly circled his neck. It tightened until it became hard to breathe, before loosening to merely snug.

Just as the collar had settled down, the plug had started to slide into Harry's ass, easing in with no problems. Once it too was settled, it began throbbing in his ass to the beating of his heart. With each throb, it got longer, thicker and harder, pressing on pleasurable places that Harry never knew existed before then. Combined with the teasing from the suckers on his nipples, his cock began drooling from his cage, much like he was through the gag.

Within minutes, Harry was a sweaty, horny mess. Flexing his hips to see if he would be able to try walking again was his final mistake. It made the plug in his asshole shift and rub up against a spot that made him gasp in surprise. Doing it again tore a moan of pleasure from his mouth and kept going, looking like he was trying to hump the air in his motions. It wasn't long before the pleasure reach a peak, and Harry came without any stimulation to his dick.

Panting like he had just climbed a mountain, his muscles feeling the same, Harry slumped backwards onto his ass as best he could. This had the effect of making him dribble one last spurt of cum out of his cage, joining the rest on the floor. Harry couldn't draw his eyes away from the streaks and puddles that he had made. 'tasteittasteittasteittasteit, you want to taste it' Finally tearing his eyes away from the floor, Harry wobbled away on his jellied limbs making the toys spring back to life.

Twice more, the toys drew an orgasm from Harry, the last one starting to verge on the realm of painful. Shortly after his third time cumming, a chime softly sounded, signalling the end of the session. Once the rope had unwound, Harry collapsed onto his front, only caring that he was free. All the toys other than the cage and the collar had been removed, yet still his tongue licked at his lips, still finding the familiar salty taste from the gag.

He rested there, eyes closed, for maybe a minute, before the pain from his chest **** him to move and stand up. He could feel the irritation from the suckers after they had unlatched, leaving him looking like he had been stung by a wasp on both nipples, right down to the swelling. Stumbling over to his wand, Harry fired off a spell to remove all the sweat and drool from his body. A finite to his underwear changed them back to normal, letting him get dressed.

Limbs still weary, Harry shambled away from the armoire to his dorm and bed, once more missing all the body fluids being absorbed by the floor. The trace amounts of magic being absorbed enough to kickstart more enchantments and curses in the armoire.