Tell Harry what shall happen to her

Ezra's eyes darkened as he leaned closer to Harry, his grip on Harry's wrist tightening. "Now, Cleo," he began, his voice a low purr, "you're going to be the talk of the town. Your tight, little pussy will be the envy of every witch and the fantasy of every wizard. You'll serve them all, from the virgins and inexperienced to the old and depraved. They'll line up to feel your velvety lips wrapped around their cocks, to fill your eager cunt with their seed."

Harry's stomach churned, but the heat between his legs grew, his body reacting to the vulgar words.

"You'll learn to take it all," Ezra continued, his thumb brushing against Harry's hardened nipple, "whether it's a gentle fingering or a brutal fucking, you'll beg for more. And when you're not busy satisfying their lust, you'll be learning new tricks, performing for the highest bidder, turning every act of degradation into an art form." He leaned in, his lips grazing Harry's ear. "But don't worry, my sweet, I'll be there every step of the way, guiding you, training you to be the best whore you can be."

Harry's breath hitched as Ezra's hand slid down his body, his fingertips teasing the wetness pooling in Harry's sheer see through outfit. "And when the day comes that you're no longer fresh meat, no longer the newest toy, I'll still find a use for you." He squeezed Harry's breast hard, eliciting a whimper of pain. "But for now, let's get you ready for your first client, shall we?"

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