The setting was familiar, yet Harry couldn't quite place it. His taut bindings exposed his body to the cool air in the room, and he turned to try to get a look at the person responsible for his delicious torment, but his bindings made any movement difficult.
Dark robes brushed against the floor and a muttered spell sent a wave of powerful magic slithering along Harry's stomach, down towards his cock. That voice. Harry knew that voice and he knew this place - this classroom.
Harry's body ached and he whispered the name that had been on the tip of his tongue since he first held the stone in his palm--
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Re: Harry Potter and the Fetish Stone
Date: 2015-03-02 10:21 pm (UTC)The setting was familiar, yet Harry couldn't quite place it. His taut bindings exposed his body to the cool air in the room, and he turned to try to get a look at the person responsible for his delicious torment, but his bindings made any movement difficult.
Dark robes brushed against the floor and a muttered spell sent a wave of powerful magic slithering along Harry's stomach, down towards his cock. That voice. Harry knew that voice and he knew this place - this classroom.
Harry's body ached and he whispered the name that had been on the tip of his tongue since he first held the stone in his palm--