Daphne looked down at the parchment spread out on the kitchen table. She'd read it several times by now, but the contents of the letter had not gotten any better. Somehow it made her feel glummer every time she looked at it, but she couldn't help herself. The pleasant mood from their joyous fun earlier that day had been dashed as soon as Daphne received this letter from her boss that confirmed what she had feared. Their department had been relieved of their research, and with it, all of the work she'd put into her mastery was dashed.
She wrapped her arms around her body and began to sob by herself at the unfairness of it all. She had been only two months away from earning her mastery, but now it was all gone. The company owned all of the research she'd submitted, which meant she could use none of it for the purposes of acquiring her mastery. She'd put in nearly three years of work to reach this point, and yet she was going to have to start all over from the beginning.
She straightened up in her chair as she heard footsteps come into the kitchen, and hastily dabbed at her face to try and dry her tears. She looked up to see Astoria walking into the kitchen, with her hands still bound together behind her back from their earlier fun. Daphne did her best to give her a smile and show her that she was okay, but Astoria's frown told her that she was not successful.
"Harry sent me down to get you," her little sister said. "He said it's time for bed, and he's not going to sleep until you're up there with us."
Daphne shook her head and sighed, knowing there was no point in trying to hide her downtrodden mood from her sister. "I'll be up in a little bit," she said. "If I come up now I'll just ruin the mood."
"You won't," Astoria said. Daphne frowned, wondering why Astoria couldn't just accept it. Her depressed state was obvious enough, wasn't it? "Do you really think that we haven't been working on this ourselves up there while you've been spending the last two hours down here staring at that letter?"
"It hasn't been that long," Daphne muttered, before looking at her pocket watch and exhaling. "Okay, I stand corrected. I really have spent two hours moping. But it's not like it matters, right? I don't need to wake up at my usual time and get ready for work."
"Of course you don't," Astoria said. "Because tomorrow is Saturday."
"You know that's not what I meant," Daphne said, but she cracked a small but genuine smile at her younger sister's sarcastic and playful tone. She was upset about losing her mastery, but if this was the sacrifice she had to make to get her sister away from Malfoy, that was a tradeoff she would gladly accept. It might take her some time to get over it, but she knew she would trade away any mastery or any career path for her sister's happiness and freedom without a second thought.
Astoria chuckled. "I do, but you do have work on Monday, so you don't want your sleep schedule to get too far out of order. And before that comes you have a long weekend ahead of you too. We have to explain all of this to our parents." She motioned between herself and Daphne, and Daphne understood what she was saying. They had to explain not just the disintegration of Astoria's marriage with Draco, but the very different turn that the relationship between the two sisters had taken.
"That'll be quite a conversation," Daphne said mildly.
"You know Harry," Astoria said. "He's insistent that we need to come clean with them about all of this right from the start, including Narcissa." She blushed slightly and scratched her cheek. "He did say he's okay with us not telling them about all of the, uh, other people who might have come before though, and certain details can be left out."
Daphne smiled briefly at her sister's hesitance, but she decided not to tease her about not wanting their parents to know how submissive she was or that she had slept with Pansy Parkinson, Nymphadora Tonks, Ginny Weasley and others. She stood up from the table, feeling okay now to go back to her bedroom without dragging the other three into her depression.
"Just what work are you expecting me to do on Monday?" she asked as she started towards the stairs.
"What're you talking about?" Astoria said. "You'll be doing the same work you always do." It was far too nonchalant not to catch Daphne's attention. She was obviously trying to frustrate Daphne by answering truthfully as ensured by the vow, yet deliberately not being clear. When had she gotten so good at working around the vow like this? Astoria hurried ahead of her and started up the stairs, presumably trying to escape without being grilled.
Daphne wouldn't allow it. "Stop right where you are," she growled. That was a direct command, and there was no way she could resist it. But she did. Astoria kept skipping up the stairs, laughing as she defied Daphne's order.
"Harry told me not to listen to anything you said until you came up to bed," her little sister said gleefully. "His command beats out yours!"
Daphne raced up the stairs after her, feeling like she was a kid again and chasing Astoria around the house after her little sister had teased her over something harmless. She stalked into the bedroom, but by the time she made it in Astoria was already on the bed and curled up against Harry, draped on his chest as if counting on him to protect her. Narcissa was on the other side in a similar position, and all three looked up in amusement as Daphne folded her arms across her chest.
"Someone needs to tell me what is going on," Daphne bit out, in no mood for the teasing right now. This was her job they were talking about, and years of hard work that threatened to go to waste. If they had an idea on how to get around it, they needed to tell her.
"Go ahead and tell your sister before she says or does something she might regret," Narcissa said, nodding at Astoria. Daphne's eyes briefly flicked to Harry, wondering how he felt about all of this, and he looked oddly apprehensive to her.
"Harry tried to buy the right to your research department, or to your research at least," Astoria said. "We couldn't figure out how to do that legally, so he tried to buy the entire company instead. That wasn't going to work either, because Draco would obviously never have signed off on it."
"Of course he wouldn't," Daphne said, shaking her head. "So what the hell is going on then? Why would you joke about me going to work like usual on Monday?" Astoria's mood wasn't hurt by her anger. She smirked at her, but interestingly Harry looked even more uncomfortable than before. Daphne couldn't figure out their wildly contrasting emotions about this, but Harry clearly didn't seem to think this was anything to joke about.
"Harry couldn't buy the company," Astoria said, "but what he could do and did do is buy the entire branch of Malfoy enterprises that your research company is part of."
"What?" Daphne shook her head, baffled. "Draco wouldn't sell you a single company. Why in the hell would he sell you an entire branch of his businesses?"
"Because it wasn't up to him," Narcissa explained. "The Black family owned one of senior companies in the branch several generations in the past, and when the previous Lord Black sold it he put a clause in place that allowed he or any future Lord Black the option to buy back the shares at any point, provided they pay a certain percentage markup on top of the actual value. I assume you see where this is going now?"
"Of course," Daphne barked. "It's our major competitor, so I know just what company you're talking about, and I have a rough idea of how many other companies are under them." She glared at Harry. "You fucking better not have signed those papers, Harry. Paying fair value would have been a ludicrous amount of galleons, but paying a markup on top of it?"
She said that, but she already knew that the papers had already been signed. That was why he'd been looking at her so hesitantly. He'd known she would react this way when she learned how much money he'd spent to save her job and salvage all of the work she'd put in towards her mastery, but he'd gone through with it regardless. He just shrugged his shoulders sheepishly and gave her a crooked grin.
"You really are infuriating, you know that?" she declared, shaking her head. Then she launched herself at him on the bed and kissed him on the lips passionately. He returned her kiss, and she expressed all of her passion and gratitude through her lips. He was a foolish man who would spare no expense for those he cared about, and she loved him for it.
"I don't approve of you spending that much," she told him when she finally pulled back a minute later. She tried to look stern, but it fell apart almost immediately as she thought about how she'd felt when she was downstairs alone, staring at the parchment that had seemingly wrecked her professional plans or set them back several years if nothing else, and compared it to how she felt now. "You're an idiot," she said, before kissing him again quickly. "You're an idiot, and I love you so much."
It wasn't what she wanted to do, but she couldn't stop herself from crying once again. How could she not feel emotional when she thought about the fact that he'd just spent not just a fortune but many fortunes, all for her? He'd spent enough galleons to make the head of even Lucius Malfoy at his most extravagant spin, and he'd done it just so she wouldn't have to spend another several years rebuilding the work she'd done on her mastery. And this was just one more thing he'd done for her and one more way he'd shown her that he loved her. He'd already done so much for her, including repairing her relationship with her sister and helping the Greengrass family as a whole mend old wounds and come back together despite refusing thus far to meet with them as her boyfriend. That was already something she'd never be able to repay him for, and now he'd just added this on top of it.
When she finally got her crying under control and calmed herself down, she slid under the covers with the other four. She chose to lie down directly in the middle of Harry's chest, and she smirked at Astoria's jealous look. Her little sister had been displaced when Daphne flung herself onto Harry to kiss him, and now Daphne was using that opening to claim the position of greatest prominence for herself. Astoria's jealousy was just payback for the fun she'd had at Daphne's expense earlier.
"Oh, stop pouting, Astoria," Narcissa said with a laugh.
"But she has the best spot," Astoria complained.
"If you're still horny somehow, you're going to have to wait," Harry said to the younger Greengrass. "I'm worn out."
"That's not it," Astoria said. "I'm not horny now. I will be in the morning though, and I can't suck your cock first thing like I normally do it my sister is in the way like that."
"I'm sure Narcissa will have me distracted by then," Daphne said. "Don't worry, little sister. I have no intention of keeping you from taking Harry's cock down your throat. That morning ritual has been working out splendidly."
"I don't get how sucking my cock would do anything to cure your horniness," a sleepy Harry muttered. Astoria leaned in to whisper into his ear, and Daphne was close enough to hear it.
"I was hoping you would bend me in half and fuck my arse until I cried," she whispered.
"I might not have before," Harry said, and while the tiredness was still there, it was now joined by heavy arousal as well. "I definitely will be now though." Astoria's eyes lit up, and Harry rolled his eyes. He reached his arms around so he could put one hand on Astoria's bum and the other on Narcissa's, and he squeezed them firmly. The two witches managed to move even closer and press against Daphne's body in a tight squeeze, and then they threw their legs over her. What had been a semi-organized resting place had turned into a messy tangle of limbs, but Daphne didn't hate it. It wasn't really comfortable, but this was a sort of disorganized chaos she could get behind.
"Do you really think you can handle this?" she asked, looking up at Harry. "Aside from your day job as an auror, your duties as Lord Potter and Lord Black, and satisfying three horny witches, you have a meeting with my parents coming up where we're going to explain all of this. Oh, and you have to organize and restructure all of the companies you just bought out from under Malfoy. And that's just one week."
Daphne hadn't failed to notice that it had been the mention of meeting her parents that had made him pale more than any of the other things she'd listed, and it amused her greatly. She watched as it all crashed down on him, and eventually he just shrugged and gave her a little smirk.
"It's not me who purchased those companies," he said. "I mean, it was, but I did so on behalf of the Black family, as part of the renewal of Black Enterprises. So I figured it would be fitting if my new political advisor was the one who oversaw all of that stuff."
Daphne followed his eye line to Narcissa, who looked quite pleased with herself. That made sense, both for Harry and for her. But Daphne would still take the chance for a little playful jab. "Sounds good to me. You've found a way to finally put her to use outside of the bedroom." Narcissa huffed, but she returned Daphne's playful smirk.
"And aside from that, Daphne, you're going to be the one who has to explain all of this to mum and dad before Harry comes over," Astoria said. Daphne gave her a piercing glare, the same kind that she'd used to give to the boys at Hogwarts who tried to get overly familiar with her, and Astoria flinched back. "Fine," she squeaked, "we will be the ones to explain." Astoria pouted at having to back down, and Harry laughed.
"Things are working out already, I'd say," he said. "I've got less than I'd expected to have on my plate, especially since those three horny witches you mentioned will do some of the work in satisfying each other now that there are no boundaries between you and Astoria. It's really just my day job that requires the same amount of effort as usual."
"At least you gave up on your stupid idea to fire me," Astoria grumbled.
"The bigger surprise is that you aren't trying to quit and get out of being an assistant," Daphne said, "but obviously you're too desperate for Harry's cock to ever give up such ready access to it throughout the work day."
"True," Astoria said with a shrug, knowing Daphne was right on the money and not feeling ashamed at all about a side of herself that she'd long since accepted. "But Harry would be hopeless without me there to make sure things run smoothly, and also to take care of his urges and help him work out all of his stress during the day. He couldn't concentrate on his job nearly as well once you came into his life and he cut me off. Lucky for him that I worked my way back in."
"Lucky for me," Harry agreed with a smile. The moment was broken when Narcissa let out a loud yawn.
"We can go through everything in more detail tomorrow, but right now I need my beauty sleep," Narcissa said. She gave Daphne a kiss, and Daphne kissed her back eagerly, pushing her tongue into her mouth. When she allowed Narcissa to pull back, the older woman turned to her sister and kissed her. Narcissa's body language was completely different with Astoria, and she dominated the kiss as per usual. She finished by kissing Harry, and while he returned her kiss he gave her arse a firm squeeze followed by a gentle pat.
"I'm glad you're finally back with your true family," Harry said to Narcissa, making Daphne wonder whether he was talking about the Blacks, this unique group the four of them had formed, or both. Narcissa flushed regardless of his meaning, and she looked more emotional and unguarded than Daphne could ever remember seeing her.
"I'm glad for a lot of things these days," Narcissa said quietly.
Daphne decided to follow suit and give some goodnight kisses of her own. She started with her sister, and it was interesting how quickly kissing Astoria on the lips felt natural, as if this had always been a part of their relationship. Astoria moaned and kissed her back, and Daphne closed her eyes and leaned into it more.
"Astoria didn't seem nearly as submissive there as she did when you were kissing her, Narcissa," Harry mused.
"She knows who her mistress is," Narcissa said proudly. Daphne chuckled against Astoria's lips. Narcissa could have her fun. Besides, even if it was true, Daphne was Narcissa's mistress, so it all evened out in the end.
Daphne went to Harry next, and she gave him a bright smile. "I love you," she whispered. She gave him a brief tender kiss and then settled in on his chest. He pressed his lips to the top of her head affectionately, and she sighed happily. The romantic moment was somewhat spoiled when one of Narcissa's hands snuck in and squeezed Daphne's breast, but she just smirked.
"I'll let you keep that hand there, but just remember who your mistress is," she said imperiously. "Don't get any funny ideas about the pecking order changing around here."
Goodnight kisses seemed to be in fashion, because Astoria took her turn next. She kissed Harry and smiled at him. "I love you," she said. She looked to the side at Daphne and Narcissa as well. "I love all of you for saving me."
"Stop being so sappy," Daphne teased. "It's disgusting."
"You all got to be sappy," Astoria said, wrinkling her nose. Then she moaned happily as Harry used the hand on her arse to pull her body even closer to him. She now had almost as much of her body on top of his as Daphne did. Daphne decided to help him with that by shifting a few pillows over to keep Astoria from rolling off when Harry's hand shifted as they slept. That probably wouldn't be long now, as even Harry was yawning.
"I love all three of you, for the record," he said. "We still have a lot to do, but I'm glad I didn't have to kill anyone to get to this point." Daphne was glad for that too. She didn't doubt that he would have killed Malfoy without hesitation if necessary to get Astoria away from him. He probably still would if Draco tried anything.
"No, you didn't have to kill anyone to get here," Narcissa agreed. "You just had to spend a foolishly large amount of galleons instead. Oh, and you probably made another whole group of dark wizards angry with you in the process."
"Might be even more than what I'll have to spend on clothes," Harry mumbled sleepily, making both Greengrasses snicker.
"Not even the three of us together could match that in one hundred lifetimes," Narcissa said.
"As for the other thing, dark wizards hating me is nothing new," Harry continued. "I'm pretty sure that hating me is a prerequisite to join their little club by now. But now that you and Astoria are out of the fire, I can finally focus on the investigation and we can make some real progress."
"Are you saying you're better than Tonks?" Daphne asked cheekily. Harry gave her an amused look, but Astoria responded before he could.
"Tonks is great, but Harry is better with the more dangerous stuff," his assistant stated. Daphne groaned.
"I think I liked you better when you were just losing your mind over not getting any sex," Daphne said. "This love drunk puppy stuff is already getting old." Astoria growled and looked at her threateningly; reminding Daphne of the arguments they used to have as children. It made her oddly nostalgic.
"Perhaps you'll come to regret this little 'family' you've created," Narcissa suggested to Harry lightly. He smiled and closed his eyes.
"I doubt it," he said. "They may need to be kept in line though." He gave Astoria's arse a little swat that made it jiggle, and she cooed into his side. Next he snaked his hand down and shoved two fingers inside of Astoria's arse roughly and without warning, and she moaned loudly. Daphne might not have reacted so positively to such an abrupt anal intrusion, but she knew that she and her sister had different tastes.
"I need to make sure you're fully ready for what you asked for," Harry said as he wiggled his fingers around inside of Astoria's bum.
--
It took all that Harry had not to burst into side-splitting laughter at four in the morning as he watched Hedwig bark, peck and swat at Narcissa, who was trying to tie a letter to the leg of a standard rental mail owl.
"I'm sorry," Narcissa whispered. "I know you're the best, but this isn't a letter for you to send. You're too pretty, and people know who your owner is." Harry was amused to see her mimicking what he usually did to get out of trouble when Hedwig was angry with him. "You need to quiet down, Hedwig; otherwise you're going to wake someone up."
"It's too late for that," Harry said with a short laugh. He summoned the letter to him, and Narcissa shot him a panicked look. He read the letter over quickly, and when he was done he gave another laugh.
"Trying to contact some of the wizards who used to do Lucius' dirty work for him without even knowing their names?" he said, raising his eyebrows at her. "Was that really the best plan you could come up with? Contacting mercenaries whose names you don't even know, who are fairly likely to be involved with Draco, to try and scare him? If that was the best you could come up with, I may have to reconsider my decision to appoint you as Lady Black."
"It wasn't my best idea, no," Narcissa admitted. "But I'm not going to stand by and do nothing. Arrest me if you must, but not until I've dealt with Draco. I'll even turn myself in voluntarily as soon as he's no longer a threat." Harry just stared at her expectantly, and after a second her brain caught up to what he'd said. "Wait? Did you say Lady Black? Me?"
Harry chuckled and gave Hedwig a pet, and then wrapped a hand around the witch's waist and pulled her out of the Black Manor owlery which served as Hedwig's room. Narcissa had put on a sheer robe when she got out of bed, though it offered no coverage and served no purpose other than to tempt him.
"Yes, you heard me right," he said. "As soon as it's been long enough to announce everything to the public, I'm going to make you Lady Black. You won't be my wife, not officially but you will be the Lady Black." He could see her about to voice a concern, and he cut it off. "Before you can complain, I've already spoken about this with Daphne and Astoria. They both approve."
"It's not necessary," she said. "It's Draco we have to worry about, and there will be enough to deal with between Daphne and Astoria, plus there's still the other dark families and how they'll react to your little stunt, and—"
Harry cut off her rambling by leading her out onto the balcony at the top of the manor and spinning her around to face him. They could talk more freely out here without needing to worry about waking Daphne or Astoria.
"Whether it's necessary or not, it's what we all think is best," he said. "But I need the eventual Lady Black to be far more sophisticated and intelligent in her actions than this poor plan I just walked in on."
"I already said it wasn't my best idea," she said, sounding both embarrassed and annoyed. "But I was hoping that even if they were in Draco's camp, I could learn that for sure and then use it to my advantage."
"There is one thing I am going to put my foot down on and forbid you from doing, and that's dealing with Draco without discussing it with me first," he said firmly. She shook her head and made as if to argue, but he narrowed his eyes and stared her down. He wouldn't budge on this, and she deflated quickly. "I will deal with Draco."
"You're too nice, unless you're backed into a corner," Narcissa said unhappily. "And you have to operate within the law."
He snorted. "I don't have to. It's ideal, obviously, but if it comes to it I certainly have no problem doing whatever needs to be done to keep people safe. But there are far better ways to deal with this, and the first one is allowing me to do my job. I will need you to get involved with this in some capacity, but contacting Lucius' shady cleanup men isn't it."
"What do you mean?" she asked, giving him a curious look. He nodded and shared what had been bothering him about this.
"Daphne's research isn't something Draco should have any interest in," he said. "I need you to figure out what exactly it is that he wanted, and whether or not he had the time to get it before the sale was completed and the wards shifted to give us ownership. And if it was something significant enough that he had to take his time in retrieving it, we need to figure that out too."
"I can do that," she said, nodding. She looked like she was moving past her moment of foolishness now and returning to her usual calculating self. This was the woman who had set Harry and Daphne up as part of her scheme to end Astoria's affair, and even if things had changed between all four of them in the time since then, it was the schemer he needed now.
"I know you can," he said, "but please be subtle about it. You have to use only the information you can obtain from the documents we can freely access without notifying anyone else." She nodded her understanding.
"Good," he said. "Now that that's settled…"
He grabbed her arse with both hands through her robe and pulled her body close to him. She tilted her head up and accepted his kiss, and moaned against his lips. Harry lifted her up into his arms after the kiss was finished, and she smiled at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Now it's time to go back to bed," he said.
"Are you sure you don't need me on my knees to help you sleep?" she offered with a laugh.
"There's no need for that right now," he said, chuckling. She wriggled out of his arms, and he allowed her to stand up straight.
"It might not be needed, but if you can get that cock hard for me I would genuinely love to show you just how appreciative I am," she said. Harry grinned. He'd honestly planned on heading straight back to bed, but if she wanted to play, he would play.
"Who am I to deny the future Lady Black what she wants?" he said. With those words motivating her, Narcissa was on her knees and had his lounge pants off nearly instantly.
Harry was content to stand there and let Narcissa do as she liked for the time being. She took his cock between her lips and suckled him slowly to start, and that set the tone for what she was going for this time. She didn't slam her head down on him and facefuck herself on his cock. She wasn't here to get wild and desperate; she was here to go all out in worshipping him. She sucked and slurped on his cock with loud, slutty moans, she pumped his shaft with both hands, she lapped and sucked at his balls and pulled back to rub his dick against her soft cheek.
Narcissa was lavishing attention on his cock, and she either loved every second of it or was doing a masterful job of convincing him that she was. He didn't think even she was this good an actress though. Narcissa seemed too happy about what she was doing for this to be anything but a true and earnest lavishing of affection from a woman who presently lived to please him.
"I love sucking your cock," she said as she pulled back again to rub him against her face. "I love being your slut, and I can't wait for the whole world to know that I am yours."
Harry came fairly quickly, at least by his standards, but Narcissa was ready for him. He gave her a significant amount of cum, but she kept it all in her mouth and presented it to him. He stood there, waiting for her to swallow it, but she kept her mouth open and stared up at him expectantly from her knees. Eventually he caught on to what she was waiting for.
"Swallow," he said, and as soon as he gave his permission she swallowed her treat with a moan. Harry groaned at the erotic display. "I am going to fuck the life out of you in the morning," he vowed. "I would do it right now if we didn't both need our sleep so badly." He scooped her back into his arms and carried her back in from the balcony, and she kissed at his jaw line over and over as he walked her in.
"I want you to fulfill some very rough fantasies for me soon," she murmured. He groaned and shut his eyes for a second.
"You really need to stop for the night," he said. "Otherwise we're going to have two Greengrass sisters upset with us for getting no sleep." Narcissa chuckled, but she allowed him to carry her back in towards the bedroom. Just before they actually crossed the threshold to rejoin their lovers, Narcissa turned her head towards his.
"Did you cast a ward to let you know I left the room or something?" she asked. "I thought I was pretty quick about it."
Harry laughed. "No, I just felt the bed shift as you got up, and when you left the room entirely instead of heading to the bathroom I decided to follow and see what had you roaming around in the middle of the night. I don't need any ward to ensure no owl besides Hedwig takes any mail out of this house. She'll chase any owl down and steal any letter any of us try to send with any owl other than her. She's scarily territorial." He could tell that Narcissa doubted his words, and he smiled. "If you don't believe me, try asking the elves who they give every single letter to, and what happened the few times they tried to send one with any owl but Hedwig."
Daphne and Astoria were half-awake and cuddling together in their bed when Harry and Narcissa returned. Astoria was being spooned by Daphne, who played with her nipples idly. Harry could see that Astoria was struggling not to moan, but from the look on Daphne's face he wasn't sure if she even realized how much her light touches were affecting her sister. Narcissa shrugged her robe off quickly as soon as Harry put her back down on her feet, and she hurried over to the bed to join them. She grabbed Astoria's head and pulled her into a deep kiss while Daphne made eye contact with Harry.
"It seems we were right," she said. Narcissa shot her a playful glare, and Harry snickered. Daphne gave the glaring woman a quick kiss. "We appreciate that your heart was in the right place, but don't take such foolish risks again, okay?" Astoria could barely keep her eyes open, but she nodded in agreement.
"She already heard that lecture from me," Harry said, "so we can skip that and get back to sleep." That was his intention as he climbed back into bed, but Astoria summoned a burst of energy and slid directly on top of him, claiming the position that had previously been Daphne's.
"You think you're so clever, don't you, little sister?" Daphne said, smiling. "I could always command you to roll to the side, or to the bottom of the bed. Or the floor, or the sitting room, or the--"
Harry cut Daphne off with a smack on the arse, and she just giggled and crawled over both him and Astoria to lie on his other side. Narcissa took the opportunity to snuggle into the side Daphne had just left, and Harry found himself being embraced by all three of his lovers once again.
"This is a better position anyway," Narcissa said. "Like this all three of us have free access to the pet slut." Daphne grinned at her words, and she reached down to grab her sister's arse. The younger Greengrass yelped and shivered on top of him, and Harry grunted and opened his eyes unhappily.
"All of you better keep your hands still," he grumbled. "I already had to stop the future Lady Black from doing something stupid, and it kept me up way too late. If I get woken up before the sun's out, all three of you are going to have the orgasm denial charm put on you until I decide to lift it."
"I didn't do anything," Astoria complained. Harry just opened his eyes again and raised an eyebrow, and she flushed. Her hand had been slowly creeping down his body and making its way to his cock, but she stopped now. She still wasn't ready to give up though. "Are you sure you don't need a quick blowjob to help you sleep soundly?"
"No worries; I already took care of that," Narcissa said, but that didn't improve Astoria's mood any.
"Sucking his cock late at night is my job," his assistant grumbled. Her hand had resumed its journey after a brief pause, and when her fingers found their target she teased him back to life almost instantly. Harry sighed and shook his head in resignation.
"Sleep is overrated," he said. "And it's the weekend, and Narcissa already fucked my sleep schedule up for the night anyway. I might as well give you what I promised right now."
Now that his decision had been made, he moved quickly. After waving his hand around he had Daphne and Narcissa bound beside him, their knees spread wide and pulled all the way up by their heads while their hands were forced against the top of the bed. With that taken care of, he grabbed Astoria by the hair and yanked her off to scramble down on all fours. She gasped as her hands were bound behind her back, and Harry held onto her hair and pulled her head up to look at the two other bound women.
"If you want to play a game, let's play a game, Astoria," Harry said. "You're going to have to choose which of those two you're going to lick until I've finished fucking you. The other will have to suffer through being teased by a dildo with the denial spell applied, and I'm not going to take it off until through tomorrow at the very least." Both of the other two looked desperate to be the one she chose, and Harry smirked.
Astoria moaned in surprise and pleasure as he shoved his cock into her arse with zero warning, and he pulled on her hair hard to tug her head back and prevent her from looking away from the pair of desperate blondes in front of her.
"I'm waiting for your answer," he said. He'd made sure not to phrase it in such a way that she was forced to respond by the vow, and was rewarded when she whimpered pathetically. He chuckled in satisfaction. "You can't choose, can you?"
"No, I can't," she said immediately. He waited to see what she would come up with, and she did not disappoint him. "You can deny me instead!" she offered eventually. "Let me pleasure them until they're satisfied and you're finished with me, and then I'll sleep without waking anybody, I promise."
Harry shook his head, amazed yet again at just how submissive Astoria really was. She would willingly subject herself to the denial spell rather than put either of the other two through it. It wasn't entirely selfless; after over a day of denial, the orgasm she received once the spell was lifted was sure to be powerful. But still, she doubted Daphne or Narcissa would have made this choice. But Astoria was Astoria.
He pushed her face into Daphne's cunt. "Get started then, if that's your choice." She quickly got to work licking her older sister, and Harry waved his hand over Astoria and put the denial spell on her. While she ate out a moaning Daphne, Harry moved his hips harder and really got into the buggering. He fucked Astoria's arse hard, and mixed in the occasional spank in between thrusts. She'd asked for this, and he was going to make her feel it.
--
Daphne sat behind Narcissa, feeling just as exhausted as the panting older witch did, though it didn't stop her from playing with her pierced nipples. Daphne had been licked to two orgasms and Astoria was working on Narcissa's second, but Harry was still going. He continued to give Astoria a thorough buggering, and the slaps across her arse hadn't stopped even though her bum was now a bright crimson.
"Anybody else would probably learn something from this, but we all know you're such a slut that this isn't going to teach you anything," Daphne said, taunting her submissive younger sister. The taunts would probably only make her work harder on eating out Narcissa. Sure enough, it wasn't much longer after that when Narcissa moaned out her second orgasm. Daphne decided to heighten both her pleasure and her pain by tugging on her nipples harshly while simultaneously kissing behind her ear.
Daphne did not let up when Narcissa came down from the high of her orgasm, the other source of her torment and pleasure was removed as Harry pulled Astoria down face first onto the bed.
"Thank you," Narcissa gasped out when Daphne finally stopped. Narcissa cuddled against her and kissed her neck affectionately, and they both chuckled as they watched Harry flip Astoria over onto her back and enter her arse once again.
"I'm going to cum soon," Harry declared.
"Do it!" Astoria begged. "Cum! Cum for me! And let me cum too! Show me mercy!"
Harry grabbed her by the throat and fucked her even more roughly than usual, either in response to her pleas or out of the effort to hold back his orgasm. Astoria's eyes bulged as his grip plus her howls and the vigorous fucking made it extremely difficult for her to breathe.
"Do you think you deserve that?" he asked. After a few seconds he gave her a firm slap across the face. "Not even going to answer?" She tried to silently mouth an answer, but couldn't even find the energy to do that. She was undeniably fading.
Daphne thought about speaking up when Harry gave her another slap. She knew that her sister was very kinky and very submissive, and that she got off on this kind of thing, but she didn't know if Astoria was in good enough condition to be slapped right now. Even Narcissa looked concerned. But before Daphne could say anything, Harry removed his hand from Astoria's throat, and the hand that had just slapped her now stroked her cheek tenderly.
"Cum with me," he said. His hand waved over her, removing the denial spell, and he kissed her deeply. His hand dove between her legs to rub at her clit while he kept buggering her, and within seconds Astoria's eyes rolled back in her head and her whole body shook in orgasm. Daphne watched Harry's hips flex as he got there as well, grunting and filling Astoria's arse with his seed.
Her sister was barely conscious when Harry pulled back from the kiss, and her limbs flopped around uselessly as he rolled onto his back and pulled her back up to rest on his chest, where she'd been when all of this started.
"You definitely need to fulfill some of my rougher fantasies as soon as possible," Narcissa muttered. Harry shot her a grin, and she hurried back into his side, resuming her earlier position.
"I should have woken you up," Daphne said. She too got back into position against his side, and she kissed his neck. "Will you fulfill some of my rough fantasies too?"
"I asked first," Narcissa said quickly.
Harry used his wandless and nonverbal magic to clean them all up, and Astoria sighed in contentment. "I'm fine," she said when his hand touched her chin so he could examine her. He cast a healing spell on her face regardless, and it made Daphne smile. However rough he might get with her, Harry always made sure to take care of her when it was all over.
"You can both have your turn," Harry said through a yawn, looking briefly at Narcissa before his eyes returned to Daphne. "You'll have to flip a coin or something to decide who goes first though, because it won't be me making the choice."
"Narcissa can go first," Astoria said, surprising all of them. Daphne huffed, but Astoria leaned in close to her. "I want to spend some time exploring your body," she whispered into her big sister's ear. "As soon as possible." Daphne blushed, and she leaned her head in to give her a deep kiss.
"We can certainly do that," Daphne said once she'd pulled back from the kiss and gathered her wits. "But you'd better make sure there is plenty of salve available beforehand; because that will be the perfect time for you to experience what getting fucked by your big sister will feel like. And even if I can't fuck you into a coma like harry can, I can be quite sadistic, especially when I'm with a slut who will enjoy it so much." Astoria shivered, and Daphne knew it was a shiver of excitement and anticipation.
"Future plans aside, now I really would like some sleep," Harry said, "and I won't be persuaded this time. If anybody tries anything, you'll all just end up bound, silenced and denied until I wake up."
--
Astoria groaned as she looked over the morning edition of the Daily Prophet. Draco had clearly gotten to them and used his contacts to frame the news of their divorce for his benefit.
Fortunately he was more concerned with protecting his own reputation than he was with ruining hers. That was why his quote to the Prophet had called the divorce a mutual decision made by both of them. He'd presented it as a simple drifting apart over time after the war had ended. Both he and Rita Skeeter suggested that being scared young adults in wartime had perhaps driven them together into a romantic relationship and marriage when they might have been better off as friends.
"And that's what we are now," Draco's quote read. "I regret that things didn't work out between us in our marriage, but I will always consider Astoria a friend and wish her well in the future. There is no bad blood here, and no scandalous gossip to be found, however much certain elements of our society might hope to hear otherwise." Harry had briefly clenched his fists and glared down at the paper upon reading Draco's quotes earlier, but he'd settled down quickly at least.
Draco had told more blatant lies with regard to his mother. He'd told the paper that during the divorce process he'd discovered Narcissa's old marriage contract with Lucius, and he had been legally bound to annul their marriage since Lucius Malfoy had been rightfully convicted of heinous crimes and sent to Azkaban. To hear Draco tell it, he had no choice but to cast his mother out of the Malfoy line, but he was grateful to Lord Harry Potter-Black for swiftly restoring her to a rightful position of prominence in her maiden house.
"It could have been much worse, all in all," Daphne said aloud. "Imagine if the briefing had been given to the Prophet after Harry had bought out the branch of Malfoy's holdings that my company belongs to."
"It might very well have been," Narcissa said. "I doubt his quotes would have been much different either way. He achieved what he wanted to achieve with all of this, which was to paint himself in a positive light on the divorce and in annulling my marriage to his father."
"That's enough talk about Draco for now," Harry said, stepping in and speaking for the first time in several minutes. "We'll have to do enough of that this evening as it is." All three women gave him a quizzical look when he said that, and he gave a casual wave of his hand towards the owl flying into the kitchen.
Astoria recognized it as Nuntius, the Greengrass family owl, but Hedwig treated it as an outsider rather than a guest. Harry's snowy white owl flew right above the other bird, looking like she would attack if given half a reason. She calmed down only when Daphne petted the other bird's head, which was an obvious sign that the brown owl was welcome here.
"Ugh, we don't even have until regular dinner time," Astoria groaned after skimming the letter her father had written. "Father is demanding we arrive no later than 5 pm."
"That sounds like a less than pleasant evening," Narcissa said with a smirk. "I'll be sure to welcome you home graciously after your dinner."
Astoria shook her head, spotting something in the letter than would wipe that smirk off of Narcissa's face quickly. But Daphne, who had been standing behind Astoria and reading the letter over her shoulder, spoke up first.
"You can save your welcomes, Narcissa," Daphne said. "Father has requested your presence as well. And when I say requested, I think you know I really mean politely but firmly demanded." As predicted, Narcissa's smirk was gone in an instant. Astoria would have been amused if her stomach wasn't tied up in knots imagining how awkward this entire thing was going to be.
"I'm not even going to bother asking whether I have to go," Harry said. He sighed and shook his head, getting up and walking out of the kitchen. "I'll be downstairs taking my anxiety out on my target dummies if any of you need me for anything."
--
Astoria peered out from behind the corner, watching as Narcissa finally let down her facade now that she believed she was alone. Daphne had left to go grab a shower before she and Astoria had their private fun, but Astoria had doubled back to see how her former mother in law was holding up.
She could see the weariness plainly in the sag of Narcissa's shoulders and the grimace on her face as she hung her head, but she wasn't sure what she could do to make her feel better. Maybe the same tactics she used to cheer up Harry would work on Narcissa too?
Astoria was well aware that Daphne was going to spank her, slap her, pull her hair, choke her and then probably do it all over again until she was begging for mercy that would not be granted. She knew that presenting herself to Narcissa now would only make it worse, as Daphne wasn't going to show her any mercy because of something she'd chosen to do. But there was a fire of arousal raging inside of her, and it was driving her to do it just as strongly as it always pushed her to let Harry use her as roughly as he wanted. Consequences be damned, she was going to do it.
"Narcissa?" she called after scurrying away. "Could you come help me with something in the sitting room?" She heard Narcissa's footsteps approach while she got into position.
By the time Narcissa arrived she was naked on her knees with her forehead touching the ground and her arms out in front of her, and the hairbrush was balanced carefully on her arse.
"My mistress needs to relieve her stress," Astoria said. She could tell that Narcissa was debating whether or not to accept, but nodded quickly.
"I do," she said. "You did very well to anticipate my needs, pet." She sat down in the nearby chair and waved Astoria over. "Now present me with the brush."
Astoria hurried over, and Narcissa took the hairbrush before grabbing her by the hair and giving her a few hard slaps across the face. She kept her hold on her hair and used it to yank her over her lap. Narcissa then proceeded to take Astoria up on her offer and use her to work out her stress. She spanked her hard with the hairbrush, bringing it down on her arse again and again, and by the time she was finished Astoria was a sobbing mess, just as she'd known she would be before she made the offer.
"Go and lie down on the couch now," Narcissa said. Astoria, still sobbing, did as she was told. "I can see how wet you are, my little slut," Narcissa said right before kneeling above her face. She sank down onto Astoria's eager tongue with a moan.
Astoria licked her with all of the skill and devotion that she possessed, but that did not stop her mistress from using her body to relieve still more stress. She slapped her breasts just as firmly as she had her face and then arse, and her chest was crimson by the time Narcissa howled her way through an orgasm. From the slaps to Narcissa squirting all over her face, Astoria took it all happily. She was messy and sobbing, but she was also damn horny.
Narcissa slumped off to the side. "Let your legs go up to the back of the couch now, so your head is hanging over the edge," she instructed. Astoria adjusted her position and Narcissa knelt above her face again, but this time she yanked on her hair, positioned her neck between her thighs and clamped down. She leaned forward and spread Astoria's thighs, and then Astoria groaned as she felt Narcissa's tongue on her clit. She toyed with her arsehole as well, apparently determined to work her up and make it even harder for her to breathe. Astoria started to tap at her thighs with her fingers, and Narcissa tutted.
"Don't do that until you're truly panicking, okay?" Narcissa said. Astoria fought against her urges and continued to lick, but eventually it got to be too much for her. Narcissa must have seen it too, because her thighs were already starting to loosen from around her neck even before Astoria's fingers started to tap her.
"Take in your air now," Narcissa said. "This time you're either going to cum or pass out. Or perhaps you'll do both." Her thighs tightened and the process started all over again. It was all daunting for Astoria, but this was what she'd signed up for when she'd made the offer. She could feel herself fading quickly, but before her body could give it on her Narcissa's tongue and fingers made her cum. Her body shook with pleasure, and that would have led to her passing out as well within a few more seconds, but Narcissa freed her.
"I feel much better now," Narcissa said. Astoria was a mess, but her tears were dry and she managed a weak smile. "Now come sit on your mistress' lap and let me take care of you."
Astoria climbed into Narcissa's lap just before she summoned the salve. She straddled her lap and grinned widely as Narcissa nipped at her lips playfully. Narcissa mewled as Astoria clasped her hands behind her back submissively.
"You're such a good girl these days," Narcissa praised as she applied the salve to her cheeks. "And now that you've taken such good care of me, it's my turn to relieve Harry's frustrations while you handle Daphne's." Astoria was torn, happy to help her sister but envious at missing out with Harry, and it must have shown on her face since Narcissa laughed. "Don't worry. He'll still have plenty left for you later. For now your sister needs to see that you're okay after what's happened, and the best way that you can do that is by showing her that you are still our willing, submissive pet."
--
Daphne was deep in thought as she stepped out of the shower.
It would be amusing to watch Harry try and interact with her parents, particularly after they got through the initial awkward explanations. But she was confident it would all turn out okay in the end. He'd really changed everything so much for the Greengrass family, and all for the better. She wouldn't let herself dwell on that too much right now though. It would only make her emotional, again, and she didn't need that right now.
Instead her mind went to less happy thoughts, such as how much danger Astoria and Narcissa were both in. Neither of them seemed overly worried about it though, and Daphne was sure it was because both of them felt safe around Harry, secure in the knowledge that he would protect them. And while Daphne felt safe around him too, she was pragmatic enough to know that even Harry couldn't be everywhere at once. Even if the other two weren't worried, she was.
Her fear wasn't as much for Narcissa. No matter how dark Draco had gotten, Daphne still had a hard time imagining him murdering his mother. It also helped that Narcissa seemed to be more cautious about Draco, which probably came from having seen from up close the depths to which Lucius and his fellow Death Eaters would sink throughout both wars.
Astoria was her primary concern, though she knew she couldn't express her worry in the slightest. Her little sister needed normality, or whatever counted for normality in the weird little world they'd claimed for themselves. And yes, she knew it was distorted from the norm, but it was something Daphne would never give up no matter what. It was cliché and she knew it, but she vowed to herself that was going to ensure that Draco would regret everything he'd done to Astoria specifically and the Greengrass family in general.
She was furious with him not only for what he'd done to Astoria and the wedge he'd driven into their family for so many years, but also for attempting to destroy her professional dreams as part of whatever fucked up scheme he was running, and even for the way he'd mistreated his own damn mother who had been willing to do whatever she could to save him before she'd been forced to accept that he was beyond saving.
Daphne had failed Astoria once already, when she'd wrongly pulled away to try and protect her when she should have held her closer. She couldn't fail her again. She could feel her walls coming up once again; walls that Harry always seemed to be able to breach thanks to his uncommon ability to calm her like only her parents, Tracey and Astoria in her younger days had been able to do before. Though Narcissa could probably pierce them now, as could Astoria once again now that they'd opened up to each other and forged a new bond as adults. Perhaps Astoria could have always done so all along if they hadn't both been so stubborn for so long. If they'd talked just once rather than arguing and trading barbs, especially before the rift had grown too wide, maybe things would have never fallen apart in the first place.
That rift was behind them though. It was in the past, and it was going to stay there. Daphne fought to keep her walls down, knowing that closing up like that would do nothing but hurt the three people in this house that deserved just as much strength from her as they were showing themselves in their own ways.
It wasn't at Hogwarts where Daphne had first earned the much-hated Ice Queen nickname given to her by Tracey. It had actually come far earlier than that, when she and Astoria were young children. She'd seen someone make her little sister cry, and young Daphne hadn't been unable to contain her fury. Her accidental magic had burst out, and the offending wizard had needed immediate warming charms to cure the frostbite Daphne had inflicted him with. Tracey had found the whole thing hilarious, and in honor of her move to protect her sister her best friend had dubbed her the Ice Queen. The name had stuck at Hogwarts, albeit for different reasons.
She felt herself following the unwelcome path of exploring her past mistakes yet again, but fortunately she was dragged back to the present by Astoria crawling into the master bedroom naked, her face flushed and her arse red. Said red arse was covered in salve that was nearly completely absorbed into the skin by now, which meant her bum had to have been a deep crimson prior to the salve's application.
That wasn't even the most interesting part though. Astoria's bum being in such a state was a pretty common occurrence, but far more notable was that Astoria had Harry's belt with her, folded in half in between her teeth as she crawled on her hands and knees. There could only be one reason she was toting that with her. But Daphne felt like she was still too worked up to be trusted with something like that right now.
"I can't discipline you, especially not with that." Daphne took the belt from Astoria's mouth and tossed it onto the bed. "Stand up." Astoria did, but she surprised Daphne by taking the initiative and pulling her into a hug. Astoria kissed her passionately, but pulled her sweet lips back far too soon for Daphne's liking.
"I can tell what's going through your head," Astoria said, "and I know how angry you probably are. I haven't forgotten how frustrated you used to get over things far less serious or important than this, and you need to take out your frustrations now. We both know that you will be snappish towards everyone until you can find some kind of outlet."
"I can control--" Daphne started to say, but Astoria talked right over her.
"You can't have your outlet be blowing up at someone at work or out in public, especially not right now with all eyes on you, and us," Astoria continued. "The other two will be glad to sort you out if you do, but this is the best option to cut it off before we can even get to that point." Astoria picked the belt up off of the bed and shoved it into Daphne's arms.
Daphne accepted the belt, staring down at it with a wry smile. "And why do you think this is the best option?" she asked with a giggle.
The way Astoria looked at her and whimpered answered that question quite well, but she gave her a more upfront answer anyway. "It's the best option because it's the quickest way for you to work off your stress, and also because I like submitting to you."
"Well if you like it so much, go ahead and spread those legs nice and wide for me, bend over at the waist and keep straight," Daphne said. "I want only your head touching the bed."
Astoria did as she was told, and Daphne quickly bound her. Her ankles were wrapped in rope and stuck to the ground, and her hands were tied behind her back and tugged up so they could stick to the ceiling. This left Astoria's face firmly pressed into the bed, and her legs spread humiliatingly wide as she had to stand up on her toes to try and get her arms in as comfortable a position as possible.
"No matter how stressed I might be, I want you to tell me if it becomes too much to take, okay?" Daphne said softly. She would have fun with this, but only if Astoria could promise to tell her before she pushed her harder than she could handle right now. "Promise me."
"I promise," Astoria said, though they both knew that thanks to the way she'd phrased it the vow would force her to speak up if it reached that point anyway.
"Good." Now that they'd gotten the serious stuff out of the way, they could move on to the fun. "Other than that, I don't want to hear you begging for mercy. You need this just as badly as I do, just for different reasons. I need it to work off my stress. You need it because you're a hopeless slut." She rubbed her fingers between Astoria's legs, and groaned at what she felt. "Speaking of slutty, you are soaked. You really do need this badly, don't you?'
Astoria just moaned with need, so Daphne dispensed with the chatting and got on with giving her sister her second harsh spanking of the day not long after the first had ended.
--
Astoria screamed out as Daphne unleashed her frustration via the belt. She was lashing her arse and her upper thighs primarily, though she occasionally caught a bit of her lower back as well by mistake. That hurt, but the belt contacting her cunt was what brought true agony.
Agony or not, Astoria's inner thighs were still drenched with arousal. It wasn't because of the spanking itself so much, but more the feeling of general submission that she was losing herself in. That said, as time went on the pain was becoming high enough that she could feel it creeping in and diminishing the satisfaction of her submission.
Daphne hadn't said a word for quite some time. She wasn't taunting her; she was just letting loose all of her frustration, which was exactly what Astoria had told her to do. She must have been truly furious because Astoria wasn't sure she'd been in quite this much pain before even when from Harry's most severe thrashings. She probably would have begged for mercy long ago if she hadn't known how much Daphne needed this. She could feel the vow having let up enough to give her the option of asking her to stop, though the pain wasn't yet so overwhelming that she was left with no other choice. They were going to reach that point soon though, because she was beginning to feel the internal strain that she had come to recognize as a signal that the magic of the vow was about to take control of her actions.
But still, she knew that Daphne needed this, and of equal importance to her was letting Daphne see that Astoria was not going to let her ex-husband's actions prevent her from enjoying and indulging in her more extreme sexual desires. Not even Astoria's determination could hold back the agonized scream as the next hit saw the belt wrap around her thigh to catch her clit, which had obviously been accidental. She fought hard not to let the vow activate and force Daphne to stop, but it was a wasted effort. Daphne had recognized that there wasn't even a hint of pleasure in that scream, and Astoria heard the belt clatter to the floor before her bindings were quickly undone.
Her big sister's arms were there to catch her as she fell limply towards the ground, and Daphne gently lowered her down onto her stomach on the bed. "Merlin, Stori, you should've said something!" Daphne said. "Are you okay?"
Astoria could hear the distress in Daphne's voice, and she forced herself to reassure her. "I'm okay," she whimpered. Then she hissed at the sudden cool sensation as Daphne's hands started to rub the salve into her skin. Daphne rubbed it in thoroughly, and between the salve and several healing charms relief came quickly for Astoria. It now felt as though she'd been through nothing more than a standard thrashing. With another round of salve she would merely be a little tender, and she would hardly notice anything by dinner time.
"I love you so much, Stori," Daphne whispered as she kissed at the back of her neck. "You should have told me that it was too much before it got to that point." She kept kissing her neck while her hands rubbed her skin soothingly, and Astoria mewled and cooed at all of the affection.
"I love you too, Daph," she whimpered back. "And I wasn't worried, about that or anything else. I know you'll always protect me." She felt Daphne's tears on her neck, and her eyes opened wide in alarm. But before she could react Daphne was kissing lower. Her lips trailed down Astoria's spine, and Astoria gasped when they went all the way down to her arse. Daphne spread her cheeks apart gently.
"You've relieved my stress, and apparently Narcissa's as well before that," Daphne said. "Now it's time for me to take care of yours."
Astoria was about to insist that it had already been taken care of, but Daphne's tongue flicking at her arse and her fingers finding and gently rubbing her clit made her moan instead. Nothing beat some tender aftercare and attention after a thrashing, and Daphne was handling both wonderfully.
"Let me do it to you too," Astoria whined. Her sister deserved to feel this good too.
"No," Daphne said, rejecting her plea. "You showed us in your own way how much you care about us. Now it's my turn to show you that I will do anything for you too."
--
Astoria couldn't so much as move her head up off of the bed. She couldn't do anything but grab onto the bed sheets for dear life and howl into them as Daphne's tongue and fingers brought her off for a second time in a row. They weren't alone anymore though. She couldn't see them, but she could feel Harry and Narcissa massaging some more salve onto her bum while Daphne pleasured her and kissed her neck.
"Seems like my warning about not going to your parents' with a red arse didn't take," Harry muttered. Astoria let out a tired giggle into the bed.
"Couldn't help it," she mumbled. Harry flipped her over onto her back and kissed her passionately. When he pulled back Narcissa took his place, and lastly Daphne gave her a long, lingering kiss.
"I wasn't joking, you know," Daphne said when she pulled back. "I really will do anything for you. I'll even vow to be your pet to control and swap our roles entirely if that's what you want."
Astoria knew that went against Daphne's entire nature. She didn't like to submit to anyone save Harry, but she was willing to do it for Astoria. It was sweet, but Astoria shook her head.
"That's not what you want, and it's not what I want either," Astoria said. "I like submitting."
"I figured that would be your answer," Daphne said with a smirk. "But I just wanted you to know that it was on the table, and it always will be in the future if that's what you want. I never want to fail you or disappoint you ever again."
"You never did," Astoria said quietly. "Not really."
Daphne's lips spread in a sad, regretful smile. "I know that I did," she said. "But I'm going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you." Then she started to kiss her way down her belly, and Astoria groaned as she kissed past her clit and put her tongue on her arse once again. "We have enough time for me to do this again."
Harry yanked Astoria down to the edge of the bed, and Daphne scurried off of the bed and onto her knees on the floor without a word from him. Harry thrust his cock inside of Astoria and began to fuck her, making her moan. It changed into more of a howl when Daphne shifted into a position comfortable enough to allow her to continue licking Astoria's arse from below without disrupting Harry's rhythm. He held Astoria's legs high and wide as he shagged her while leaving Daphne room to lick her bum.
"I wonder if we can set a new record for most orgasms in the shortest amount of time," Narcissa whispered into her ear. Astoria couldn't even react to that before Narcissa joined the fun. Her tongue found her clit and she began to lick and suck.
Astoria could only howl, grab at the sheets and eventually punch the bed as the three-pronged sensations overwhelmed her senses. All three of her lovers were devoted to pleasing her at the same time, and they made for an unstoppable combination.
"You've done enough for all of us," Harry said as he kissed the inside of her left calf. "Now all you're going to do is lay back and enjoy us doing something for you."
--
Astoria let out a gleeful yelp as Harry tugged her into his lap. She'd earned that reaction; she hadn't strutted past him in nothing but her heels without expecting such a response!
The three of them working together had fucked and licked her to so many orgasms that she'd lost count. A lot of the details were hazy thanks to all of the pleasure, but she knew Narcissa and Daphne had swapped places part of the way through. She was pretty sure Harry had taken a pepper-up potion at some point, and she could only assume that Daphne and Narcissa had as well. She'd taken one herself after she'd woken up from the pleasant sleep they'd fucked her into. She'd needed the assistance to drag her well-fucked body into the bathroom to get ready for tonight.
Daphne and Narcissa were currently in there preparing themselves, but Astoria was more or less ready aside from just pulling her robes on. It was for precisely this reason that she had yet to put them on. She knew that her parents, and her mother in particular, would be sure to somehow notice whatever wrinkles or blemishes formed from snogging or shagging. Even if Astoria charmed them out and triple-checked herself in the mirror, her mother would still find a way.
It was worth not getting dressed just yet if it meant she could feel Harry's cock pressing against her arse. She grinned against his lips as he kissed her, and she let herself linger before pulling away. There was still some time left, and she wanted to make the most of it.
"It's my time to relieve your stress now," she declared. "I took care of Narcissa's and Daphne's, and all three of you took care of mine, but I haven't had a chance to deal with yours. And I want to be your good girl."
"We need to talk about that," Harry muttered, and Astoria squirmed in his arms. She could tell that he wasn't playing. "I appreciate what you were trying to do." He stopped and shook his head. "I appreciate what you did, and I know it worked. You helped Narcissa and Daphne, and that's good. But if you ever fight, trick or manipulate the vow to somehow dance around the intention of a command like that, especially when it's clearly a command for your own benefit to protect you and not allow any of us to take something too far, I will punish you. And I'll do it in a way that will correct your behavior once and for all."
Astoria couldn't help but shiver in his arms at his promise, and he laughed. "I am not talking about that," he said. "I won't even deny you fully, as I know even that gets you off in the end. Instead I'll only allow you to give yourself orgasms. None of us will interact with you sexually at all."
"You wouldn't," Astoria said with a gasp. That sounded worse to her than any denial or punishment possible.
"I will if that's what it takes to get you to take your own safety seriously," he said.
"Fine," she muttered. "I'll be a good girl." She showed him just how good by wiggling her hips in his lap.
"You've already been that today," he said with a groan. His hips flexed up to try and slide his cock inside of her, but she slapped his hands away.
"We don't have time for that," she said. "Don't work me up unless you're going to follow through."
"We can use the bed so we can both enjoy it at least," he said. "Merlin knows you've earned it."
She chuckled and shook her head. "I've enjoyed plenty so far," she said. "Besides, I enjoy being on my knees and sucking your cock. You know that's the truth."
Harry didn't command her to do anything, so she took it upon herself to slide down to the floor and begin to suck his cock. She stared up at him as she took his cock between her lips, swallowed him down her throat and hummed. She forced herself to hold his cock down while lovingly lapping at his balls with her tongue. That was still difficult to pull off even after having had his balls smack her chin so many times, but she could do it. For him, she could do anything.
Astoria bobbed her head up and down his cock while pumping him with her hands. She couldn't stick with any one thing for long though, because she loved every aspect of sucking Harry's cock so much that she wanted to sample them all.
"I love sucking your cock," she moaned out as she pulled her mouth back. She dipped down and lavished his balls with kisses and licks, making him groan. "I love being your little slut." She took his cock back between her lips and resumed sucking him. She repeated the process over and over again, and was still at it when Daphne and Narcissa returned from the bathroom.
"Can I please have his cum?" she asked, turning her head to look at the other two women. "I've been a good girl today. Please let me have it all."
Daphne and Narcissa both looked extremely aroused at her begging, which was the idea behind doing it in the first place. And not to mention Harry's cock was now pulsing between her lips, indicating that she was about to explode. She dutifully sucked him even while looking at the other two and waiting for their answer.
"You've earned it, without question," Narcissa said. Daphne smirked and nodded her head, so Astoria returned her full attention to Harry.
"Please let me have it," she begged, staring up at him and stroking his cock in her hands. "I need you to give it to me. Please give me my reward for being a good girl." She swirled her tongue around his cockhead, and he could only get out a moan. "Please give it to me," she begged again. "I'll let you have your way with me. You can claim me and let everyone know that you own me." Even though she was saying the words chiefly for his benefit, she still got wet thinking about when he would finally do that for real.
She noticed Narcissa muttering something to Daphne that had her older sister giggling and whispering something back, but Astoria couldn't hear them. She had other things to focus on anyway, like Harry finally giving her what she was pleading for.
"I'm going to cum for you," he moaned.
"Thank you," she said before quickly swallowing him back down before she missed a drop. She hummed and kept her eyes on his as his hips bucked his cock roughly into her throat. She didn't move a muscle, not even when the tears went from simply leaking to pouring out of her eyes. She didn't care. She wanted all of his cum down her throat, and she was going to get it.
Harry howled his way through his orgasm, and Astoria persevered. She managed to keep every last bit of it down even with her gag reflex being an issue, and when he was done she pulled back and licked her lips in satisfaction.
"Thank you," she said again, and then she used her tongue to clean him off. She stayed on her knees even after he was done, and she kissed his thighs. "I'm so lucky to be able to have your cock in my mouth whenever I want it," she murmured.
"Yes you are," Daphne agreed, "but not right now. Right now you need to fix yourself up and finish getting ready, and Harry needs some time to calm down. We don't need you two humping on the kitchen table in front of mum and dad."
--
Astoria purred as she held her arms behind her back submissively and let Narcissa kiss her in front of the floo. Harry and Daphne arrived right behind them, and she yelped as Harry smacked her arse. Daphne did the same to Narcissa, earning a similar response.
"Time to go," Harry said, before clearing his throat.
"Worried?" Daphne asked with a smirk.
Harry chuckled and shook his head. "I was, but not anymore."
"Good," Astoria said. "They already love you and now they'll just love you even more. It was a bit absurd for you to be worried in the first place."
"That's good," Narcissa said. "We'll need their public support; there's no question about that."
"No one is going to take this from us," Daphne said, and Astoria could hear how tense she felt.
"People will try," Narcissa cautioned.
"Let them," Daphne said fiercely. Narcissa just grinned, but Astoria didn't feel like it was quite as settled as they were acting.
"What happens if they won't stop coming for us?" she asked.
"I'll deal with it," Harry said. "I've waited my whole life to start a family, and now I've got one. I'm not letting anyone get in the way, no matter who it is or how many of them there are." Astoria felt a fresh wave of arousal at that, and she could see the others felt the same.
"Do we really have to go?" Narcissa asked. "Now I'm ready to show you all how much I love you all over again."
"We can do that later. You can't get out of being tormented by my mother with the rest of us," Daphne taunted, making Narcissa groaned.
Harry looked amused, but he started howling with laughter when Astoria smacked Daphne on the arse hard.
"You're a bitch," Astoria said as she disappeared through the floo. She knew she would savor the stunned look on her sister's face forever.
--
"Seems like your sister is feeling fine," Harry said, smiling at Daphne when they were the last two left.
"Not for long," Daphne muttered, but she was grinning all the same. Harry laughed.
"Keep it in your pants until we make it home," he scolded.
"What if I can't?" she asked playfully, raising an eyebrow. He smacked her arse and made her yelp.
"Then I'll have to take you over my knee in front of your parents," he said. She whimpered.
"Don't make promises you aren't willing to keep," she said. Now it was his turn to groan.
"I really did find the three kinkiest witches who ever picked up a wand, didn't I?" he asked.
"I guess you're a lucky wizard, then," she said with a grin. Harry smiled back, grabbed her by the hand and led her into the floo.
"I certainly am," he agreed just before the floo whisked them away.