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Bratty Daphne (Ch. 8 - Brat Taming)
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Disclaimer: This story is set in a timeline where Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for his final year after defeating Voldemort. All characters featured in this story are 18+ and consenting adults.
Harry's classes were usually all fairly uneventful. He was far more advanced than the curriculum, after all, so it was mostly review or further ahead self-study, which he would do at the back of the class alone, so as to not disturb anyone.
Today's Charms class, however, had not been the uneventful affair that Harry had become used to, and it had all begun before the class even started. Daphne, who had made it very clear that she under no circumstances wanted to be associated with him in public, had gone out of her way to take a seat next to him.
And she had not been subtle about it, either. From the moment she sat down, she had been a flurry of attention, with her gaze constantly flickering towards him as she twirled her hair around her fingers or played with the hem of her skirt, occasionally leaning over to whisper the naughtiest things in his ear, that had the blood rushing straight to his cock.
"Mmm, I can't wait to get my lips wrapped around your fat cock," she had whispered breathlessly, her hand casually resting on his thigh, just a few inches away from his rapidly hardening member. "I bet it would feel so good in my mouth..."
Or, "You know, I'm not wearing any panties under this skirt," she had teased, her fingers tracing a lazy path along his thigh, dangerously close to his arousal. "You could just slide your hand right up under here and touch me whenever you want..."
But it was the blatant, almost desperate way she would stare at his crotch, as if she could see through the fabric of his robes, that had his mind spiralling into the most deliciously filthy fantasies. Her lips would part slightly, her eyes glazing over as she murmured, "Merlin, I can't wait to feel that fat cock of yours again... it was like it was made to fuck my tight little pussy."
It had taken every ounce of Harry's self-control not to groan out loud at her words. His cock was straining painfully against his robes, aching for the touch of her hands, or better yet, her warm, wet mouth. It was a torturous half-hour of teasing and innuendo, as Daphne toyed with his restraint, her words and touches driving him to the brink of madness. By the time Professor Flitwick had dismissed the class, Harry was a wreck, his cock aching with a need for release that was bordering on painful.
Harry exited the classroom first, the relief of being away from the sight of Daphne's teasing form only slightly mitigated by the sound of her heels clicking on the stone floor as she followed close behind. With every step, his mind conjured up images of her tits bouncing freely in that tight top of hers as she tried to keep up with his brisk pace. The mental picture was enough to have his cock swelling with anticipation, his mind already planning all the ways he was going to make her suffer for teasing him like that.
As they walked down the hallway, Harry made a point of taking a left down a less busy corridor, rather than continuing straight on towards the Great Hall for lunch. It was deliberate, a silent invitation for Daphne to finally give in to the lust that had been smouldering between them all morning. And as expected, she didn't disappoint.
The second they were out of earshot of any other students, Harry felt her hand snake out to grab his arm, halting him in his tracks. "Why are you ignoring me?" she pouted, her bottom lip jutting out in the most enticing way. "I've been trying to get your attention all class."
Harry raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Really? I hadn't noticed." It was a lie, of course, but he was enjoying the look of frustration it brought to her pretty face.
Daphne's eyes narrowed, her hand dropping from his arm to settle possessively on his chest. "Well, you should have. I have been dying for another taste of your cock!" She punctuated the statement by giving his chest a playful push, her gaze dropping to his crotch with undisguised hunger.
Harry bit back a groan, his cock jerking eagerly. "Is that so? And here I was, headed to the library to study. What a shame."
Daphne's eyes widened in horror. "You can't be serious! You want to study when I'm here dying to suck you off?" She dropped to her knees with a dramatic flourish, already fumbling with the fastenings of his trousers. "The only thing you should be studying right now is my throat with your cock!"
Harry barely had time to react before Daphne was tugging his trousers down and his thick, throbbing member was springing free into the open air. Her eyes lit up at the sight of it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation. "There you are, you glorious beast!" She cooed, running her hands reverently along the length of his shaft. "Mmm, I've missed you."
But Harry wasn't in the mood to be coddled. With Daphne on her knees before him, looking up with such blatant adoration in her eyes, he was itching to take control. As she opened her mouth wide, clearly intending to take him deep down her throat, he moved his cock out of reach at the last second, slapping it teasingly against her cheek instead.
Smack!
Daphne let out a little squeak of surprise, her eyes widening as she stared up at him. "Wh-what are you doing?!" She spluttered, her face turning adorably pink with indignation. "I was trying to suck your cock, you idiot!"
Harry smirked down at her. "What I'm doing? Trying my hand at a bit of brat taming, it seems." He slapped his cock against her cheek again, purely for the pleasure of seeing her eyes widen in outrage.
Smack!
"Excuse me... what is that even supposed to mean?!" Daphne sputtered, clearly unable to comprehend the concept of not being able to do exactly what she wanted. "Brat? Me? And taming? You can't tame me! I do what I want!" She opened her mouth wide once again, clearly intending to prove her point by gulfing down his entire length in one go, but Harry was too quick. He simply moved his cock out of reach, slapping her other cheek with it instead.
Smack!
Daphne's eyes narrowed to slits as she glared up at him. "What do you want?!" She demanded.
"I want you to admit that you're a brat," he said. "My brat."
When Daphne's mouth gaped open in disbelief at his audacious claim, Harry couldn't resist teasing her further. He ran the head of his cock lightly along her bottom lip, the soft, plump flesh yielding under the firm pressure. Daphne's eyes widened as she realised his intention, her tongue darting out to try and capture the teasing head of his cock. But once again, Harry was too quick, pulling it away just as she thought she had it, leaving her chasing desperately after it with her mouth as he moved it from side to side.
"Y-you... you can't be serious!" Daphne spluttered, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she realised the power dynamic was shifting. "You want me to admit that I'm a brat? Y-your brat?"
Harry slapped his cock against her cheek once more with a meaty thwack, the sound echoing down the empty hallway. "Why not? You are, after all, quite the little slut for my cock." His words were pure sin, designed to provoke and tease, and as expected, Daphne bought it hook, line, and sinker.
Daphne's eyes narrowed dangerously as she glared up at him. "Fine!" She spluttered, clearly unable to resist the temptation of getting her mouth wrapped around his thick shaft any longer. "I'm a brat! Your brat! There! Happy?!"
Harry's smirk grew wider. "Not quite yet." He reached down and ran his cock teasingly along her bottom lip once more. "Say it again, but this time with a little more conviction. And... louder. I want the whole school to hear it."
It didn't take long for Daphne to relent. "I, Daphne Greengrass, am Harry Potter's brat!" She exclaimed, her cheeks flushing a deep red as her humiliation echoed down Hogwarts' many hallways. "A filthy slut for his stupid, fat cock! I want it in my mouth, my pussy, my arse—everywhere! I can't get enough of that thick meat stuffing my tight little pussy and filling my throat with hot cum!" She was practically screaming at this point, her words becoming more and more obscene with each sentence, as she tried to outdo herself in her desire to please Harry. "I'm just a desperate little whore who'll do anythi—"
Harry couldn't let her finish, the image her words conjured up in his mind was too much. With a wicked grin, he shoved his cock into her mouth, cutting off her rambling mid-sentence. Daphne's eyes widened in surprise as her mouth was suddenly stuffed full of thick, throbbing cockflesh, the head bumping against the back of her throat as Harry pushed it in as far as it would go.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" Daphne's muffled protests were quickly swallowed up by Harry's thick shaft, her eyes watering as she tried to adjust to the overwhelming sensation of having her mouth so completely stuffed. But Harry wasn't in the mood for mercy. His hands tangled in her silky hair, holding her head firmly in place as he began fucking her mouth in earnest, his hips snapping forward to drive his cock as deep into her throat as he could manage.
"Fuck yeah, that's it, you little cocksucker!" Harry groaned as Daphne's gagging sounds vibrated deliciously along his shaft. "Take that fat cock in your throat like the good little whore you are!"
Daphne's eyes were watering furiously by this point, her hands clutching weakly at Harry's thighs as she tried to get a grip on reality amidst the overwhelming sensation of his thick member stuffing her throat. But Harry was relentless, his hips pistoning back and forth as he fucked her mouth with wild abandon. "Fuck yeah, choke on that cock, you filthy little slut!"
Gag! Gack! Gurgle! Daphne's pitiful attempts at speech were lost amidst the torrent of spit and saliva that was bubbling up around Harry's thick shaft. It was an absolute feast for the senses, the sight and sound of her gagging and choking on his cock almost enough to make Harry come on the spot.
And Likewise, Harry's words were driving Daphne wild, her eyes pleading up at him even as she struggled to breathe through the thick cockflesh filling her throat. Finally, after several minutes of relentless mouthfucking, Harry showed mercy, pulling his cock out of her throat with a loud pop! Daphne gasped and sputtered as she gulped in air, her eyes watering furiously as she tried to regain her composure.
"Wh-why did you stop?!" Daphne spluttered indignantly through her tears, her tongue still desperately seeking out Harry's thick shaft, even though it was no longer within reach. "I almost had you!"
Harry smirked down at her. "Oh, I have no doubt about that. But I'm not done with you yet." With that, he grabbed her under her armpits and lifted her effortlessly to her feet, spinning her around and pushing her up against the wall with a firm hand on her back. Daphne gasped at the sudden shift in position, her hands scrabbling for purchase on the stone wall as Harry bent her over and hiked up her skirt.
"Mmm, what a perfect view!" Harry groaned as Daphne's perfect, round bottom was revealed to him, her tight, toned arse cheeks quivering enticingly in the air, streaks of her arousal running rivers down the insides of her thighs. "And it looks like you weren't lying when you said you weren't wearing any panties!"
Harry parted her cheeks with his hands, exposing the swollen pink folds of her pussy, already glistening with her arousal. Daphne gasped and squirmed as the cool air hit her exposed flesh, her cheeks flushing furiously as she realised how completely at Harry's mercy she was.
"W-what are you waiting for?!" She demanded through clenched teeth. "Just stuff that fat cock into me already!"
Harry chuckled at her impatience. "Oh, don't worry, I'm getting there." He got down on his knees behind her and gave her pussy a long, slow lick, his tongue running up the length of her slit before circling teasingly around her clit. Daphne gasped and squirmed against him, her hands clenching into fists on the wall as she tried to resist the overwhelming pleasure.
"Mmm, you taste positively delicious!" Harry groaned as he feasted on her pussy, his tongue exploring deep into her folds and lapping up the sweet nectar that flowed from her. Daphne was writhing against the wall by this point, her hips bucking and grinding against Harry's mouth as she chased the delicious sensations he was conjuring within her.
"Oh Merlin! What are you doing to me?! It feels sooo good!" Daphne gasped out, her eyes squeezed shut as she gave herself over completely to the pleasure Harry was wreaking on her pussy. It was a delightful sight, seeing this normally haughty, proud Slytherin girl reduced to a writhing, moaning mess of pleasure by the ministrations of his tongue.
But just as she was about to tumble over the edge into orgasm, Harry pulled away with a teasing chuckle, leaving her gasping and desperate for more. "Wh-why did you stop?!" Daphne wailed, her hips still bucking helplessly against thin air. "I was so close!"
Harry gave her arse cheek a firm slap. "Patience, my little slut. I'm about to make you see stars." With that, he positioned his thick cock at her entrance and ran it slowly through her sodden folds, coating it in her juices before pressing it against her tight opening. Daphne gasped and braced herself as Harry's thick head began to stretch her wide.
"Ohhhh fuuuck! I'm cumming already!" Daphne cried out in disbelief as Harry's thick cock sank into her inch by glorious inch. Her orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, her body seizing up from pleasure as wave after wave of bliss crashed through her.
"Mmm, what a good little slut!" Harry groaned, his hands squeezing Daphne's arse cheeks firmly as he bottomed out inside her. "Just look at you, cumming around my cock like a needy little whore! You're just made to be stuffed full of thick cock, aren't you?"
"Y-yes! Please, just... just fuuuuuck me!" Daphne wailed, her eyes glassy with pleasure as she begged for more. Harry didn't need to be told twice. With a wicked grin, he began thrusting his hips back and forth, driving his thick cock in and out of her tight, convulsing pussy in a steady rhythm.
"Oh Merlin! That's it! Just like that! Fuck meeeee!" Daphne cried out as Harry's thick cock rammed into her with every thrust. Her hands clawed desperately at the wall, her head thrown back as ecstasy coursed through her veins. It was a truly glorious sight, her perfect body flushed with pleasure as Harry's fat cock stretched her wide and filled her with pleasure.
Daphne was completely out of her mind by this point, her pleasure too intense for her to do anything but scream and moan as Harry relentlessly fucked her from one orgasm into another. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm—AAAAHHH!"
The sound of Daphne's screams of pleasure echoed down the empty hallway, mingling with the wet, slurping sounds of Harry's cock ploughing relentlessly into her pussy and the thunderous claps of his hips colliding with the most perfect pair of arse cheeks he had ever had the honour of spreading. It was a symphony of debauchery, one that made Harry's cock harden even further as his own orgasm built within him.
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Harry groaned as his balls drew up tight against his body. "Are you ready to take my load, you filthy whore?"
"Yessss! Give it to meeee!" Daphne wailed, her orgasm still crashing through her as Harry's cock swelled up even thicker within her.
And with that, Harry gave a final, powerful thrust, his cock burying itself as deep within Daphne's pussy as it could go. Daphne let out a wordless cry of ecstasy as she felt Harry's cock erupt within her, flooding her with his hot, sticky seed. It was too much for her already overloaded senses, and her orgasm exploded within her anew, leaving her a boneless, quivering mess against the wall.
"Ahhhh! I'm—fuck! I'm cumming agaiiiinnn!" Daphne wailed as Harry continued to fill her pussy with his seed. It was an absolutely glorious sight, the beautiful Slytherin girl reduced to a writhing, cum-drenched mess of pleasure as Harry's cock emptied itself deep into her womb.
But just as they were about to collapse in a heap of exhausted pleasure, a voice echoed down the hallway. "Daphne? Is that you? Are you down here?"
Daphne's eyes widened in horror as she recognised the voice. "Oh Merlin! It's Astoria!" She hissed desperately, her hips still involuntarily bucking against Harry's cock. "What do we do?"
Disclaimer: This story is set in a timeline where Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts for his final year after defeating Voldemort. All characters featured in this story are 18+ and consenting adults.
Thanks to everyone who voted in the character poll! 'Rose Weasley & Victoire Weasley' is the eventual winner, and their story will come your way shortly :)
Comments
Alex Villanueva
Maybe have one of those swimmers make Daphne's life a little more interesting
War
This is probably your best story
Romavictrix
More more moooore
yan boul
astoria new brat or no
