More (session 3.2)

Despite having cum less than a minute ago, Harry was still as hard as possible inside the cage. The tightness on his struggling cock was starting to hurt, and there was a ache starting to form just behind his balls. Still the toys worked their magic, forcing his body into pleasure. Everywhere the feather duster touched his body felt energized, and combined with the vibrator, left trails of fire across his skin. His nipples under the suckers felt engorged, fit to burst and still growing.

As the halfway point came and went, Harry had been constantly teased and toyed with, with no respite other than a few seconds here and there to catch his breath. He had came three more times, with the last one nothing more than a dribble oozing from his cage. Every time he had, the dildo in front of him sprayed its potion all over his face and chest. There was so much each time that his front was almost completely covered.

The plug up his ass had also been magically pulled out every time, despite Harry's asshole tightening up as he had orgasmed. It had coated itself in his own cum and the potion spill off, before slamming back in, with Harry screaming in pleasure each time. Even though he was writhing in ecstasy, there was still only so far the human body can go, and with another twist of his hips, Harry came for a sixth time in forty minutes, only for nothing to happen. He had been milked dry by the toys

Sensing this somehow, Harry could catch his breath as the toys all slowed their ministrations on his tired body. The suckers lessened their pressure on his nipples down to almost gentle, and the plug slowly deflated to something half the size. The ropes rippled, loosening enough that he could shuffle in its grip, but not enough to free himself. Finally the dildo slowly moved, the head of it slipping through the gag and into his mouth, where Harry could feel the tip start to ooze more potion.

Now no longer being pushed to the brink of orgasm constantly, Harry felt his exhaustion catching up to him. A restful second half to the session was something welcome to him. As he half dozed, suckling on the head of the dildo, he thought of how wildly out of control things had become in just a week, 'you love it, you want more, don't worry, don't think, good slut, obey' and just how much he was enjoying it. He decided that as long as it was just himself, he would be willing to at least try whatever new things the sessions would teach.

A soft chime brought Harry's attention back to the present. The ropes slithered off of his body, back into the box, followed by the suckers, feathers and vibe. Once his hands were free, he pulled the dildo out of his mouth and removed the gag, swallowing what was left in his mouth and stretching out his jaw. The plug was eased out of his hole and dropped in with the rest of the toys, with the collar being removed last.

Lifting his wand, Harry used a quick spell to remove the potion, leaving a faint sparkle on his skin where it was. It thankfully brushed off, leaving his hairless skin soft and smooth. Suppressing a yawn as best as he could, Harry started to put his clothes back on, wincing several times as he moved his sore body. He would take a few days off from the sessions, he decided. Check back in a few days for the next task, whatever it would be. Letting out a yawn, Harry started the trek back to his dorm and bed for some sleep.