He Begs for It

"Please Mistress!" He begged, his lust feeling almost completely uncontrollable.

"Please what?” she asked.

"Please finger me!" He gasped. "Please finger this naughty girl and make her cum!"

The words he knew she wanted to hear tumbled from his mouth, any shame ignored as his mind focused on the release he so desperately craved. Mistress Bellatrix gave him a wide smirk, something dark flashing through her eyes before she gestured towards her lap, before saying, "now that's how a good girl asks Holly, lay across my lap."

Harry practically leapt across her lap, making her snort softly as she pulled up his short summer dress. She pushed his panties to the side, made easy by the fact that she had changed his normal panties into thongs. Harry hadn't even mentioned it, merely slipping the thin fabric between his hairless cheeks without a word that morning. He moaned as she grabbed the pink plug, feeling his hole stretch as it fought against the **** trying to remove it.

A part of him realized it should have slipped out a lot easier these days, as the constant stretching should have made him looser, yet there was obviously some magic involved that made it sit just as snugly every single day. His thoughts scattered as the widest part of the toy stretched his poor anus wide, before suddenly popping free with a wet sound as he let out a girly moan of pleasure.

The emptiness was once more replaced by her fingers, four of them fitting nicely into his stretched rosebud, sending sparks of pleasure down his spine. The everlasting lubrication she applied every time she replaced the plug helped her fingers easily slip in deep, homing in on that incredible sensitive bundle of nerves that sat only a few inches in. Mistress Bellatrix was so familiar with his body now that it merely took a few seconds before her digits were pressing and scraping against his **** prostate.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" he gasped, unable to keep his feminine voice down as her touch sent shock waves of pleasure through his twitching body. He hugged her lap as he tried to keep still, girly shouts of pleasure slipping out of his throat no matter how hard he fought to keep quiet. With how long he had been kept on edge it took less than a minute before he howled out his release, his seed filling the dainty little thong that cupped his cock cage. His anus clenched around her fingers wildly as she kept her motion up, extending his orgasm and making sure to milk him to completion.

"Thank youuuuu Mistress!" he squealed in pleasure, moaning like teenage girl experiencing her very first orgasm, unable to control himself because of the overwhelming sensations.

After what felt like a small lifetime she finally extracted her fingers from his spasming hole, leaving him panting on her lap, delirious with pleasure. She cooed happily, wiping away actual tears of joy from his cheeks before she carried him to the bed, easily handling his smaller body.

"Mistress.." he mumbled as he passed out, sleep easily swallowing him. It was the deepest most satisfying sleep he had ever experienced, his dreams dominated by the long fat cock he had just been serving. A deep part of his subconscious was screaming that something huge had just happened within him, something irreversible had changed as soon as her precum touched his lips, yet he brushed away the silly thoughts, preferring to fantasize about his Mistress.