Suck.

Standing up, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and turned to the remaining boys. "Who's next?" she asked, her voice a sultry purr. They stumbled over themselves to be the next to experience her talented mouth.

The Ravenclaw was the most eager, his cock already standing tall and proud. Susan licked her lips, feeling the power of her new role as she knelt before him. He was the biggest of the group, and she felt a thrill at the challenge of taking him all in. She began to suck, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper and deeper, her hand working his shaft in time with her bobbing head.

The boy's eyes were glued to the sight of Susan's mouth on his cock, his hips moving in sync with her rhythm. His moans grew louder, and Susan felt a thrill of dominance, knowing she had him under her control. The other boys watched, their own arousal clear as they stroked themselves, eager for their turn.

As the Ravenclaw reached his peak, Susan felt the familiar pressure of his cock in her mouth, the taste of his precum on her tongue. She swallowed his load hungrily, her eyes never leaving his. He leaned back in his chair, panting heavily, a look of pure bliss on his face.

"Thank you," he murmured, his voice hoarse with pleasure.

Susan winked at him before moving on to the next, a Slytherin with a knowing smirk. His cock was already hard, watching Susan's expert technique on his friends. She took him in her mouth, feeling his cock pulse as she sucked him off. His smirk grew into a grin as she worked her magic, her teeth grazing the underside of his shaft just enough to make him gasp.

The Slytherin was more demanding, his hands gripping her head as he thrust into her mouth. Susan moaned around him, the sound vibrating along his length. She knew she had to make this one count, to show Daphne that she could handle even the most dominant of the castle's inhabitants.

His eyes narrowed, watching her intently as he used her mouth for his pleasure. She felt a thrill at his dominance, her body responding with a rush of wetness. She worked him with a fervor that surprised even herself, her cheeks hollowing as she took him deeper and deeper.

The Slytherin's breath grew ragged, his grip tightening. Susan reveled in the feeling of his control, her own desires swirling into a heady cocktail of submission and power. His hips bucked, and she knew he was close. She swallowed around him, eager to take every drop.

With a final grunt, the Slytherin released his load, his cock spasming in her mouth. She eagerly swallowed, savoring the taste of his release. He leaned back, his chest heaving, and Susan felt a surge of pride. Another cock down, she thought to herself, already eyeing the next.

The remaining boys looked at her with a mix of awe and desire, their own cocks standing at attention. She moved to the next, a shy-looking Ravenclaw with glasses. He was obviously the least experienced of the group, and Susan felt a thrill at the prospect of bringing him to climax. She took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently before taking it into her mouth.

He tasted sweet, almost innocent, and she took her time with him, teasing and coaxing his arousal. His eyes were wide behind his spectacles, watching her intently as she sucked him off. Susan could feel his nervousness, his inexperience, but she didn't let it deter her. She had a job to do, and she was going to do it well.

As she worked his shaft, her other hand wandered down to her own pussy, her fingers slipping easily into her wetness. The sensation was exquisite, her own arousal heightening the pleasure she was giving and receiving. She stroked herself in time with her movements, her hips rocking slightly as she pleasured the young Ravenclaw.

He watched her with wide eyes, his hand tentatively reaching out to touch her breast. She allowed it, her nipples hardening under his gentle touch. His shyness only added to her excitement, the thrill of bringing him out of his shell a new and exhilarating experience.

Susan's movements grew more confident, her mouth a velvet vice around his cock. She could feel him growing closer, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. She sped up, her hand moving faster on her own clit, the sensation driving her wild.

The Ravenclaw's hand tightened around her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple in a way that had her pussy clenching. She moaned around his cock, the vibration sending him over the edge. He came with a muffled shout, his cum spurting into her mouth. She swallowed eagerly, her eyes never leaving his. He collapsed back into his chair, his hand falling away from her.

Susan turned to the next boy, a Slytherin with a cocky grin. He didn't need to be coaxed; he was already hard and ready. She took him into her mouth, her movements confident and practiced. His grin grew wider as she sucked him off, her hand stroking his balls gently.

The Slytherin leaned back in his chair, his hands in her hair as he guided her. He was rougher than the others, pushing her head down faster, deeper. She gagged slightly, but she didn't care. She liked it, the feeling of being used, of serving. It was what she was meant for.

As she worked on the Slytherin, Susan felt the eyes of the other boys on her, watching with lust and envy. She could feel their cocks straining against their robes, eager for their turn. She was the object of their desire, the center of their world in that moment. It was a heady feeling, one she never wanted to lose.

The Slytherin's grip tightened in her hair, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper into her mouth. She could feel him swelling, his cock growing harder with every stroke. Susan's own orgasm was building, her hand working her clit faster and faster. The tension in the room was palpable, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire.

Her eyes watered as he hit the back of her throat, but she didn't stop. She took him deeper, her eyes locked on his as she sucked him with everything she had. He was close, she could feel it. The head of his cock swelled, and with a roar, he came, filling her mouth with his hot seed. She swallowed it all, her own orgasm crashing over her as she felt his release.

The Slytherin's grip loosened, and she pulled back, her lips glistening with cum. She licked them clean, savoring the taste of him. The other boys watched, their cocks in their hands, stroking themselves to the sight of Susan's eager submission.

"Okay. Four more." She grinned.

The remaining boys looked at her with a mix of awe and desire. Susan felt a rush of excitement, knowing she had them all at her mercy. She chose the next one, a muscular Gryffindor with a mischievous glint in his eye. He didn't wait for her to approach, instead striding over to her with confidence, his cock hard and ready.