Ch 41 - My New Pet ~Heavy kinky~

Severus drew his hand back, drawing his wand again. "I'm glad you asked, Miss Evans," he smirked.

He hooked the forefinger of his empty hand under the rubber band of her panties while he used his wand to split the seam.

He dragged the pink fabric away, baring her pussy to him.

Her exposed, wet folds suddenly felt cold.

"Eeeeeee!!" Elle let out a squeal, tugging at the ropes spreading her legs wide open in a futile attempt to cover herself.

"Oh yes. Yes indeed. You see there was a girl I liked, but nothing came out of it. She died, and I could never even say my feelings. But, there's a glimmer of hope to see her again. My Evan, yes...You are going to be my new pet, you will help me see her again," he answered darkly.

Snape sunk her ruined panties into his pocket, before running his finger over the soft, brown curls of the neatly trimmed, narrow little landing-strip above her pussy.

Elle tried to pull back, but all she could do was try to arch her back away, and Professor Snape's hand followed her with ease, stroking the hair a couple of times.

"No, no, no, stop, please, sir, please don't touch me there," she begged, her breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps.

"I can touch you anywhere I wish, little girl, you are mine to use as I please. Actually, I can do anything I want to, to any part of your body, pet."

Unexpectedly, he pointed his wand at her, and Elle gave a small shriek, as in a single swipe, the hairs of the landing strip were all torn out, slowly drifting to the floor.

Professor Snape pressed his free palm against the sensitive skin.

Strangely enough the contact helped lessen the pain.

Elle's eyes welled with tears, and suddenly she was glad that the patch of hairs was already rather narrow.

"There, there," he said almost gently, summoning a jar of ointment. "I'm sorry, pet, but I like my toys nice, smooth and hairless," he commented, unscrewing a jar.

"I know it stings, but it won't last long," he promised, dipping his fingers in the balm.

He proceeded to massaging the balm into her skin gently.

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Actually, Severus didn't care about hair. As long as a sweet little pussy was wet, struggling and unwilling, it was all good to him.

Him removing the hair had nothing to do with preferences, and everything with taking control of her sweet little body, taking her choice away, making a decision for his new little pet what her body should be like.

Had Miss Evans shown up with a perfectly smooth pussy, he would have made a small, S-shaped line of hair grow over her mound to mark her as his.

Taking this kind of control of her gave Severus an intense power-rush, his cock straining against his pants.

Miss Evans was his to use, train and torment. And torment her he would.

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"This potion is going to stop any hair growth until an antidote is administered," Professor Snape informed her, slowly rubbing the crème in her sensitive skin. "And because I'm such a kind and responsible pet owner, I will give the rest of the jar to you, so you can apply it to any other body part you need, so you won't have to keep shaving and waxing."

Elle's legs trembled in fear and shame as he worked the ointment into her mound, wishing desperately she could stop him.

There was something terribly degrading about him 'grooming' her down there, but she was helpless.

Her restraints spread her wide for him to do whatever he wished, and all Elle could do was beg.

"Please, Professor, please don't do this to me, I beg you, please let me go. Just please let me go... I won't tell anyone."

"Tut, tut, Miss Evans. I thought we already discussed this before. You are my new pet, I own you, and I can do anything I want to you."

The crème worked fast, soon stinging sensation of the hair-removing spell was soothed into a warmth.

Professor Snape dipped his fingers into the jar again, and proceeded to spread the ointment onto her netherlips.

He worked gently but thoroughly, taking his time to cover every tiny little bit of her.

Elle wanted to sink through the floor in shame.

"There you go, Miss Evans, isn't that better?" he chuckled, rubbing the potion into her sensitive skin with a circular motion of his thumb.

She could not explain to herself why it felt so much more demeaning than anything else he had done to her, but it did.

He proceeded to tracing the crème onto the edge of her outer labia, slick with her arousal.

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Miss Evans had been a perfect choice as a pet, her struggling and begging were simply marvellous.

Severus scooped up some more ointment, brushing it against her pretty little lips, skipping over her entrance and depositing a small dollop against her puckered hole.

Her reaction was instant and electrifying.

She jerked hard against her restraints, her hips bucking frenetically to get away from his finger.

"Wheeeee!"

The loud squeal his little pet let out was music to his ears, so full of desperation he could nearly taste it on his tongue.

What a perfect little squeaky toy she was.

She continued to fight and struggle, thrashing against the ropes as he rubbed the potion around her asshole, which made the process all the more fun for Severus, and likely all the more unpleasant for herself.

Such an intense reaction to something so small, he was going to love using her asshole.

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"Stop, stop! Please stop, oh god no, please stop, Professor!"

Elle was trembling with the effort of trying to get away from Professor Snape's probing fingers, but he ignored her pleas.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry to be done with it.

When he finally pulled his hand away, Elle sagged against her restraints in relief; she had hated both the sensation and the humiliation of what he was doing to her.

He drew his wand and Elle heard him cast a cleansing charm on his hands before walking around her.

His eyes roved her body hungrily, lingering on her wet nipple that hardened under his stare.

"Now, where were we? Oh yes, assessing my new toy," he sneered, crouching down in front of her, his face on level with her now completely bare pussy.

"No, please Professor, please don't do this, just let me go," she begged, her knew jerking towards each other, trying to close her legs in vain.

Being completely naked and having her genitals examined while the Potions Master was still completely dressed made a blush creep up her neck.

He reached out towards her most private area, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

"The skin feels very soft and smooth," he commented, forming a V with his fore- and middle fingers, running them along the outer sides of her netherlips.

The touch was soft, nearly ticklish, and it made her stomach flutter in anticipation.

When he reached the perineum, he paused, and Elle jerked in expecting him to go for one of the holes.

That made him smile, clearly enjoying her reaction, but instead, he reversed the direction and repeated the stroking motion a few more times.

It sent a pleasantly numb, prickling sensation down her spine, mingled with helpless shame.

Her entire nether region was tingling in anticipation of what he would do.

Severus closed his fore and middle fingers, pausing at the spot where her lips started.

Her pearl of pleasure throbbed from the closeness of his hand.

"They seem to be nicely sensitive too, and I like the colour," he concluded, before pushing the fingers between her outer lips.

They slid in easily, gliding on the wetness he forced her body to produce against her will.

Touch of Pleasure was marvelous to break her spirit, and soon even his smell going to break her mind.

"No, no, no... please, sir... I don't want to..." Elle's knees jerked towards each other, wishing she could close them, wishing she could protect herself and get out of the dungeon, tears straining on her cheeks.

Her words could only be repetitive of a jumbled mess of experiences and feelings she was going through.

"Tut, tut. It seems to me that you do not only very much want to, but you downright enjoy being examined. It feels rather wet here," he chuckled, parting his finger again.

The motion pushed her lips apart, spreading her pussy for him.

"You have a very pretty inner lips, Miss Evans. Lovely shape, beautiful colour," he continued the inventory, running a finger along the edge of the lips.

"They are a bit asymmetric, but that makes them downright charming."

Elle jerked against her bonds as Professor Snape kept gently prodding and poking at her sensitive skin.

His fingers moving around so close to her opening, made her nearly vibrate inside with tension.

"You seem to be more than sufficiently lubricated, which is a good thing as I plan on spending a lot of time making good use of your cute, tight holes." Professor Snape stood, keeping his hand on her pussy, studying girl's face with an indulgent smile.

It made her stomach twist in fear.

"Now, let's see just how sensitive you are," he chuckled, brushing a thumb across her clit experimentally.

"Fuck! Fuc~~~!" Elle let out a sound between a groan and a squeal, jerking against the ropes.

The small touch caused a small wave of electrifying pleasure, her spine arching in response.

"Aahh, no, no! Profess..." Elle gasped.

"I suppose I could stop... but I just don't want to. I'm very much enjoying myself," he added, stroking her clit from a slightly different angle, watching her reaction.

Elle felt her face burn red as the Potions Professor continued to experiment with different pressure and speed, watching her closely.

The intense sensation radiating from her clit made her knees weak and her stomach pool with pleasure., mingled and entwined with shame, fear and desperation.

Evans bit her lip, trying not to react, but the sensation was overwhelming.

When he hit just the sweet spot, she couldn't help a gasp escape her.

"Oh, I think we found it," Professor Snape looked in her eyes with a predatory smile.

He slowly repeated the motion which made pleasure pulse through Elle.

Her core was tingling, begging to be filled, a sweet tension starting to build up inside her.

Miss Evans was utterly horrified that her body would react like that to the abuse, she didn't want it, she didn't want to like it.

"I... I stop, sir..." she gasped, trying to fight the sensation of prickling tension building up in her.

"But we aren't done yet, pet. I also want to know what you feel like on the inside," he replied, pushing his fore- and middle-finger slowly, very slowly towards her entrance.

"No, no NO!" Please stop... please, sir... I beg you..." Elle pulled against the ropes and thrashed, trying to jerk her pelvis away from his, but she had barely enough room to wriggle.

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