Cho Chang Pt. 3

"Please sir~ Please let this whore-slut satisfy you~"

Harry contemplates asking Cho if this is for another bet. If Katie went behind his back again, she would have to be punished most severely, the naughty wench. But that would ruin the mood. And he's not going to bother asking whether or not Cho wants it this time. Her face is flushed, her pussy is drooling, and her eyes speak for her. She DOES want this. There's no doubt about that, no doubt in Harry's mind as he makes his way closer and closer.

Once he's in range, he works the bottoms of his Quidditch gear open and pulls out his cock. Cho, who is still doing a vertical split, trembles as he grabs a fistful of her hair and drags her in, planting his forehead against her as he looks into her eyes. She's holding her pussy lips open for him… so it's not hard at all for Harry to thrust forward into her exposed, naked cunt right then and there as she's still on one foot.

His hand in her hair keeps her in place as he does so, and Cho moans loudly and lewdly as she takes his massive cock halfway inside of her tight cunt in one go. She's no virgin, but it's also clear that Cho has never had any cock that's as big as Harry's before. Well, it's not very nice to think poorly of the dead, so Harry stifles down the bit of satisfaction he feels at outpacing Cho's previous boyfriend and focuses instead on the present.

He pounds into the Asian whore standing on one foot before him, and in response Cho cries out in a lewd manner and hops up and down on that foot, almost treating it like a pogo stick as she bounces on his cock all the while. His length spears deeper and deeper into Cho's cunt, and eventually Cho has to let go of her ankle, the leg that she has up against her body falling forward to land across her shoulder.

It's at that point, with his member buried deep inside of her and already battering at the entrance to her womb, that Harry shifts his hands to Cho's buttocks. Her tight, firm butt is dense but still quite pliable in Harry's hands as his fingers dig into her packed behind and he lifts her up off the ground to drop onto the desk that's right behind her.

They're still touching foreheads at this point, even as one of Cho's legs dangles off to the side and the other hangs over Harry's shoulder. He fucks the flexible Ravenclaw with all his might, and Cho squeals as a result, her eyes rolling around in her head and her mouth opening as constant noise comes out of it. She's the perfect Asian whore, the perfect slutty foreigner wrapped around his cock. And she knows it too, judging by the way her body spasms and shakes as he forces Cho through orgasm after orgasm.

Harry fucks her, and he fucks her good. Eventually, he even makes it right past her cervix and into her womb, allowing his cock to finally go the rest of the way up inside of the athletic witch, filling her to the brim and then some as her eyes completely roll back in her head, her tongue lulling out of her mouth. It's that constantly cumming slut that Harry eventually cums inside, filling her with the first of many loads of his seed.

He pumps his cum into her womb… and then he pulls out, spins Cho around, and bends her over his desk next. He fucks her again like that, pushing her face down, whispering degrading things about how much of a whore she is into her ear. It's what he figures Katie was saying, and by the time he's done with her that second time, Harry is pretty confident he was right. Cho is eating up his words like the slutty little deviant he knows she is. Every time he calls her a whore, every time he makes some allusion towards paying for her sexual services, she tightens up around him.

Sometimes she even cums around his cock from nothing more than his pistoning prick, his rough treatment of her body, and his demeaning words in her ear. Harry uses and abuses the Asian witch to his heart's content, and they both enjoy themselves immensely in the process, even as Cho absolutely loses it at the end of his cock.

That second load he fills her with isn't the last either, but the two of them sort of lose track of time after that, and it's not until Harry is cuddling with Cho on the cot he keeps in his office for late nights that he's able to calm down again, even as Cho does the same. They've fucked for what feels like hours, and Cho has taken just as many loads of seed down her throat at this point as she has in her leaking, drooling quim.

"I'm… I'm not r-really a whore, Harry."

Harry lifts an eyebrow at that, even as the unsure words reach his ears. Instinctively, he flexes his cock inside of her, and she squeals atop him as another orgasm wracks her body.

"Y-yes, just like that sir! Sir fucks Cho so very g-good!"

An amused snort leaves Harry before he can stop it and when Cho comes back down from the pleasure, she blushes and averts her eyes as she mumbles to him.

"O-Okay, maybe I am… b-but I'm j-just your whore… you're my best and only c-customer, o-okay?"

Harry just smiles and nods, his fingers sliding through her silken black locks as he holds her close. After a few moments of companionable silence, it becomes clear to both of them that they aren't going to fuck again. Harry's member finally goes soft, and he lets it slip out of Cho as the two of them just cuddle together, not bothering with anything sexual.

A bit after that, and their previous encounter in fifth year comes up again. They didn't really get a chance to talk about it in detail that day on the pitch when Cho found him with his cheer sluts. Or maybe they just weren't ready to talk about it. There's a bit more conversation, a bit more apologizing, and by the time they're done with their heart-to-heart, Cho is emotionally and physically exhausted as she finally begins to pass out in Harry's arms.

Not before mumbling one last sentence beneath her breath though, the words holding more meaning than Harry could ever expect to them.

"W-Wouldn't… wouldn't mind being a concubine t-though…"

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After that night together, Harry barely sees Cho in the days that follow. He doesn't mind all that much though. He's got so many witches hanging off him day in and day out as it is, and it's not like Gryffindors and Ravenclaws see much of each other anyways. All the same, it is a bit of a startling change, going from Cho being around almost every day to watch his other sluts blow him, to suddenly not seeing her at all.

In the end, the reason for her absence becomes abundantly clear a week later, when the girls lead him up to the Room of Requirement on the Seventh Floor, before pushing him inside, telling him to have fun, and shutting the door behind him. Harry almost stumbles as he finds himself in a strange place, but not quite. Straightening up, Harry takes in the very… Asian motif that the Room of Requirement has right now and lifts a single brow as he smiles.

There's Cho. There's his girl, his slutty foreign whore. Stepping forward, Harry pauses as he actually takes her in for a moment. She's not dressed like a whore, in actuality. She's dressed more… like a concubine. She's gorgeous, in fact, and as she turns around, Harry's other eyebrow rises to join the first as he takes in the beautiful makeup on her face. He smells the perfume wafting through the air, and he can feel a sort of… something filling the room.

It's indescribable, but Cho is all demure and dignified in her movements as she runs the back of her hands down her arms one after the other, slowly rising from the gorgeous, ornate pillow she's been sat upon and turning to face him. Only then do her eyes widen in surprise at the sight of him, and she gasps before seeming to remember her place and lower her gaze to the floor.

"G-Great Khan… forgive me, I just… I just did not expect the Great Khan to be a Westerner…"

It's rather hard for Harry not to just go over and plow Cho right on the spot. She's so damn sexy like this, and it's clear that's what she's going for. But he also… he also wants to see more of this little game she's playing. While he COULD go ahead and pin her down on that pillow right here and now, fucking her until she screamed his name at the top of her lungs… perhaps he'd wait for a bit.

So, standing still in the center of the transformed Room of Requirement, Harry does just that. He watches as Cho approaches, once more demure and a lot shyer as she blushes and smiles prettily.

"G-Great Khan… may this one help you get comfortable? This one would like to make up for her momentary lapse…"

Harry considers the request for a moment, before inclining his head in general agreement. Cho sees this and gasps with delight, before slowly reaching up and beginning to undress him. It starts with his robes, and only continues from there as she pulls off piece after piece of his garments Her antics throughout the undressing make it even harder for Harry not to fuck her immediately though.

Especially when she gasps and mewls pathetically at the sight and feel of his muscles, gently tracing them with her fingers before retracting the offending digits and apologizing for acting out of turn with a bright blush on her face. After all, according to her, she was trained to be an Imperial concubine, silent and there for the master's pleasure and nothing more.

"I-It's just… we've never had an Emperor like you b-before, Great Khan. Not only have you conquered us, you're… so pale. So big. So… so muscular. You are unlike any Emperor I've ever served."

Harry can't quite hold back when she says things like that. A quick slap to her perky little ass has Cho squealing but also cooing as she shakes her rear a little from the contact.

"I prefer my concubines vocal and craving my touch, sweetling. But that does bring to mind a question. How many Emperors have you served, concubine?"

Her eyes wide, Cho blushes even deeper… before averting her gaze.

"J-Just one other, Great Khan. This one apologizes. She is not untouched. She is dam-gah!"

Another slap across her ass silences Cho as Harry shakes his head.

"SHE is beautiful and gorgeous… SHE should act more like it. Do not ever call yourself damaged goods in my presence, concubine."

He keeps his tone strong and powerful, but there is an underlying note to it. Honestly, it's clear they have a lot of work to do if Cho is projecting her own insecurities into the roleplay. Still, Cho accepts his words with a demure nod and a small, real smile as she finally pulls down his boxers. That small smile turns into a wide O and Cho gasps at the sight of his massive shaft.

Sinking to her knees in utter shock, the Asian witch really plays up this concubine character as she looks between Harry and his member in abject fear.

"G-Great Khan… I must apologize a-again! I… I wasn't trained to pleasure such a b-beast and… and a concubine should not be m-moaning or squirming at the sight of such a monster. But ooh, I j-just can't control myself. This one is a fool to have thought she was worthy of the Great Khan. P-Perhaps this one should-mmph!"

Harry stuffs just the tip of his massive member between Cho's lips for a moment to shut her up. Then, he pulls back and gives her a nice meaty cock slap across her face.

"While I said I wanted my concubines vocal, if all you're going to do is degenerate yourself, then you can be silent. I chose you, concubine. Keep that in mind."

Not exactly true, since Cho had arranged all of this and everything that had occurred between them so far had happened because of her initiative, but in a way, Harry saying the words was him claiming her right then and there. He sees Cho realize this as her eyes widen a bit, and her nostrils flare with arousal. He smirks and rubs his shaft all over Cho's face.

"Lick it, slut. Lick it and suck it and slurp at it, my darling concubine. Show me what you can do."

"Y-Yes Great Khan…"

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