Pay for her Stay, but might change her mind later

Heather thought for a moment. She quite liked the idea of working in some form or another but she also knew that she needed to do her school shopping.

It didn't hurt to ask.

"If I choose to simply pay for my stay, could I change my mind later after I've done my school shopping?" she asked curiously.

Tom smiled. "Of course, Miss Potter. Though you should know that none of the rooms have locks and are in fact specifically charmed AGAINST locking charms. You are very likely to receive many a visitor during the night." he told her with an eager leer towards her tits.

Heather shrugged 'innocently'. "I'm perfectly okay with that. It'll be just like at home." she said, thinking of how her Uncle, Cousin and sometimes her Aunt would simply walk into her room and help themselves to her slutty body.

She then pouted innocently. "Unfortunately, I don't have any money on me at the moment. I received a letter from Gringotts to go for an appointment tomorrow morning so I can get some money then." She then placed her hand around Tom's still uncovered cock. "Is there some other way that I can pay for my stay tonight, Mister Tom?"

Tom's smirk widened. "Well, as it happens, Miss Potter, I require a down-payment before I can escort you to your room." he told her, nodding pointedly to his hard thick cock. "An Elf will take your property to your room." he added.

Smiling brightly, Heather dropped to the floor faster than a sluts knickers as her trunk vanished. "Yes, Sir." she said eagerly, and began to happily take her new Masters cock into her slutty mouth, with her tits proudly on display.

Tom groaned, almost in awe at the sluts skilful blowjob. "Fuck! That's it, you Dirty little Whore! Nothing but a Cock Hungry Slut, just like your mother!" he said as he ruthlessly fucked her throat hard.

Heather gurgled happily, always loving when her Aunt and Uncle compared her to her whore of a mother especially when they were using her like the worthless cock-sleeve she truly was.

She wondered if Tom was yet another of the many studs who possibly knocked her mother up. Her Auntie had shown her a list of the ones she'd known about - including among many others Vernon, Sirius Black and Lucius Malfoy. The list had about a dozen names, but - according to Petunia - those were just the ones that Lily had, shamelessly at that, remembered the names of. There was in fact many, many more.

Heather hoped to one day be as slutty and whorish as her mother one day. But right now she needed to focus on something more important, like the wonderful feel of Tom's huge cock down her throat.

Tom had a tight grip on his new Whore's black hair as he savagely fucked her throat. Eventually, he came, erupting his thick load down the young sluts throat. Said whore eagerly swallowed his cum like it was her favorite meal. And if you were to ask, she'd say it was.

After releasing yet another load onto her smiling face, Tom took hold of Heather's hair and practically threw her onto the bar, her tits pressed against the wood and her ass pointed in his direction. Heather wiggled her hips enticingly, her short skirt doing nothing to hide the fact that she wore nothing beneath it.

Without another thought or a bit of hesitation, he buried his thick cock into her tight cunt. "Oh, Fuck YES! Wreck my tight cunt, Master!" she moaned.

Sure enough, Tom worked to do just, thrusting hard and fast into the eager and horny slut. "Fucking whore! How is a Slut like you so Fucking tight, Bitch?!" he growled as he fucked her cunt.

Eventually, Tom came, unleashing a large load of cum deep into the Slut-Who-Lived. Barely giving his new whore a moment to recover from her mind-shattering orgasm, Tom wasted no time in burying his cock in her asshole and began to roughly pound the slut.

Heather's beautiful face was stretched in a wide and euphoric grin, barely able to speak beyond moans of "Fuck yeah!", "Give it to me!" and "Harder!"

And soon enough, Master Tom also came in her rear hole. He then dropped the Slut on the floor, with her face down in a puddle of their combined juices which he quickly added to.

Watching with a smirk as the slut happily licked up the puddle of cum from the floor, Tom put his cock away. "Get up, Whore. I'll take you to your room." he ordered. "Take off your clothes and leave them there. An Elf will take care of them." he added.

With her face dripping with his seed, Heather stood up from the floor. "Yes, sir." she said eagerly. She then happily stripped and dropped her clothes into the cum puddle. She then followed her current owner up the stairs, giggling as the Patrons gave her ass a smack as she passed them.

Eventually they came to a door. It was wooden like all the others and had some sort of viewing hatch, similar to those she'd seen in prisons that her Auntie took her to for their Community Service during the Summer.

Tom then instructed her to place her hand on the door, and upon doing so her full name appeared on the hatch: Heather Daisy Potter-Dursley. Which then slid down revealing her room through the Hatch.

It had tasteful furniture, and a nice big bed in full view of the door. Then, after a quick goodnight blowjob, Heather retired to her room to prepare for the next day. She couldn't wait.

Then, after a quick goodnight blowjob, Heather retired to her room to prepare for the next day. She couldn't wait.

what happens next?

Option 1: Heather doesn't get much sleep as many wizards - both familiar and not - keep her up all night. suggestions welcome.

Option 2: The Next Morning, Heather has her breakfast (suggestions welcome on what she has) and then goes to Gringotts. suggestions welcome.

Option x: something else. suggestions welcome.