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Day 9 - Bathe [Harry/Pansy]
Title: Bathe
Characters or Pairing: Pansy/Harry
Word Count: 1295 words
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Urolagnia (watersports)
Challenge: #9- Watersports
Notes: Slightly late, but fell asleep before I finished this chapter yesterday.
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Harry was heading towards the Gryffindor common room when he met a rather angry Draco Malfoy in the hallway. Normally when he was in a bad mood he would take it out on Harry, but instead he walked past him, not even looking at Harry.
Pleased he wasn’t the target of another attack, he continued on his destination. “Harry, a letter was delivered for you,” Neville informed him, handing him a normal looking letter with his name written in perfectly curled letters.
Neville returned to the table next to Hermione, and by the looks of it they were studying Potions. Eager to see who the letter was from, Harry pulled off the seal. The letter inside was written in the same pretty handwriting, which Harry guessed belonged to Pansy.
Drink plenty of water, then meet me outside the Prefect baths 10 minutes after curfew.
PS: Don’t relieve yourself.
The instructions were short, and strange, but as he’d chosen to accept her as his mistress he had to obey.
He thought her list would be easy to follow, but it wouldn’t take long before he discovered just how uncomfortable having to pee was when he wasn’t allowed to. Walking the distance between the common room and the Prefect baths was harder than he could have imagined, each step putting pressure on his bladder. By the time he made it to the Prefect bathroom his bladder was ready to explode.
“I don’t accept lateness, and normally I’d punish you, but because you’re new I’ll let you off easy.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” he replied, struggling to stand still.
“Did you at least follow my orders?”
“Yes Mistress.” His cock would have hardened at that moment if it wasn’t because his bladder put him in an uncomfortable situation.
“Good.” She didn’t say anything else as she took his hand and slowly guided him into the large bath. The girls bathroom was slightly different from the boys’, but not less extravagant. He wanted to ask why they were there, but knew it was punishable.
“Do you know what I’ve got planned for you today?” she asked, her voice filled with amusement.
“No Mistress.” Maybe if he was more experienced he would have known, but as he knew only of what she had shown him, and a few things from some magazines Dudley had, he doubted he’d even come close.
“Well, aren’t you a virgin.” Harry’s blushed slightly as she humiliated him, but he didn’t care, loving everything she said and did to him. “I’ll make you do things you never imagined doing, I’m in control, you’re just my little whore.” A groan escaped his through even if his cock stopped working. “Telly me what you ware.”
“Your whore, Mistress.” His cock twitched slightly, but it never hardened.
She smiled, as if she knew something he didn’t. Moving closer she placed a soft kiss on his lips. Occupied concentrating on her soft lips he wasn’t aware of the location of her hands, it wasn’t until she pressed against his bladder. As if he felt a blade against his skin he quickly pulled away.
“You’ve been a good boy until now, do you want me to punish you?”
“No Mistress, I just didn’t know what you were doing.” If he was honest he didn’t like it, but as long as he would get punished he wouldn’t let her know just how uncomfortable he was.
“Don’t think I’ll let you know what I’m planning to each time, what’s the fun in that?” She was right, there was no fun in knowing everything which would happen, but he’d like to know about ht strangest things she planned. “Today I’m going to make you come, twice. Once your bladder, the second time your balls.”
“Piss myself?” he asked, sounding as uncomfortable as he felt.
“Yes, piss yourself, and your clothes.” Harry wanted to ask why, but feared she was losing her patience. “It’s a nice experience, which I think you have to experience. “Now, you better be quiet, unless you’re dying to be punished.”
“No, Mistress, I’m sorry.”
The next time her fingers pressed against his bladder, sending a slightly burning feeling through his lower abdomen. Knowing what she wanted didn’t make it any easier for him to release himself, as it was something he’d learned was not proper once you’ve outgrown your childhood. It didn’t take long before the discomfort became painful, and Harry wondered just how much more he could take.
“Are you holding back?” Harry wanted to reply, but feared his answer would not please her. “Think of how nice it will be to let go, a new experience does not have to be bad, even if it’s an unusual experience. Don’t you remember how nice it was to finally go, after holding yourself?”
She was right, it was a nice feeling, and he needed to learn to trust her as his mistress. Closing his eyes he tried to forget she was there, or that he was wearing clothes. The moment he felt the wet and warm liquid run down his thighs, was both humiliating and pleasing. “What a good boy,” she whispered and moved her hand down to his cock, cupping it as he was still peeing.
It wasn’t until he could smell the acid scent that the humiliation became almost too much for him. As he was done he could feel her hand massaging his cock through his wet trousers. He was surprised to discover that while he was humiliated, he still enjoyed her touch. “Do you think you deserve to come, after everything you’ve done?”
“Yes Mistress,” he admitted his cock hardening.
“Are you sure?”
“No, ahh, Mistress.” His legs trembled slightly, making it difficult for him to stand still as she continued.
“You’ve not been my perfect slave today, being late, questioning me, and refusing to obey. Of course, you’re still new, and I know I still have a lot of work left to do before I can consider you my perfect pet.” She then pushed his trousers down his legs, revealing his hard cock. “I think I’ll give you a reward now, and punish you afterwards.”
She undressed him further and leaded him over to a warm bath, letting him get in. “I would have joined you, if you hadn’t disappointed me. Now you have to take care of yourself, while I watch.” Harry cursed himself for being stupid and not trusted her from the beginning. He decided before to trust her, but failed, so he decided once and for all that he needed to let go of everything he thought was wrong, end enjoy every moment they shared.
Grabbing his cock he watched her, feeling slightly embarrassed by what he had to do, but that soon passed as the pleasure took hold. She sat on a chair next to the seemingly large bathtub, smiling as she watched him. Harry tried to think of things he found exciting, and was surprised when the feeling of urinating himself joined, but instead of softening his cock it helped him reach his orgasm.
Masturbating in a bathtub was different than in a shower, but that didn’t stop him. “Good boy,” Pansy said as he came, his come mixing with the water before settling on top. It was strange, but his attention was pulled away from the mess as Pansy leaned over and kissed him, her tongue making him forget where they were.
“Why don’t you wash up, and then you can head back to your room.” Luckily she would use her wand to clean the water, and then she would sit next to him as he washed himself. It was strange, but it didn’t stop him from enjoying every moment until Pansy gave him permission to dry up and leave.
Characters or Pairing: Pansy/Harry
Word Count: 1295 words
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Urolagnia (watersports)
Challenge: #9- Watersports
Notes: Slightly late, but fell asleep before I finished this chapter yesterday.
Summary: A series of four relationships, each chapter dedicated to one relationship and a kinky situation inspired by the prompts hp-may-madness.
Harry was heading towards the Gryffindor common room when he met a rather angry Draco Malfoy in the hallway. Normally when he was in a bad mood he would take it out on Harry, but instead he walked past him, not even looking at Harry.
Pleased he wasn’t the target of another attack, he continued on his destination. “Harry, a letter was delivered for you,” Neville informed him, handing him a normal looking letter with his name written in perfectly curled letters.
Neville returned to the table next to Hermione, and by the looks of it they were studying Potions. Eager to see who the letter was from, Harry pulled off the seal. The letter inside was written in the same pretty handwriting, which Harry guessed belonged to Pansy.
Drink plenty of water, then meet me outside the Prefect baths 10 minutes after curfew.
PS: Don’t relieve yourself.
The instructions were short, and strange, but as he’d chosen to accept her as his mistress he had to obey.
He thought her list would be easy to follow, but it wouldn’t take long before he discovered just how uncomfortable having to pee was when he wasn’t allowed to. Walking the distance between the common room and the Prefect baths was harder than he could have imagined, each step putting pressure on his bladder. By the time he made it to the Prefect bathroom his bladder was ready to explode.
“I don’t accept lateness, and normally I’d punish you, but because you’re new I’ll let you off easy.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” he replied, struggling to stand still.
“Did you at least follow my orders?”
“Yes Mistress.” His cock would have hardened at that moment if it wasn’t because his bladder put him in an uncomfortable situation.
“Good.” She didn’t say anything else as she took his hand and slowly guided him into the large bath. The girls bathroom was slightly different from the boys’, but not less extravagant. He wanted to ask why they were there, but knew it was punishable.
“Do you know what I’ve got planned for you today?” she asked, her voice filled with amusement.
“No Mistress.” Maybe if he was more experienced he would have known, but as he knew only of what she had shown him, and a few things from some magazines Dudley had, he doubted he’d even come close.
“Well, aren’t you a virgin.” Harry’s blushed slightly as she humiliated him, but he didn’t care, loving everything she said and did to him. “I’ll make you do things you never imagined doing, I’m in control, you’re just my little whore.” A groan escaped his through even if his cock stopped working. “Telly me what you ware.”
“Your whore, Mistress.” His cock twitched slightly, but it never hardened.
She smiled, as if she knew something he didn’t. Moving closer she placed a soft kiss on his lips. Occupied concentrating on her soft lips he wasn’t aware of the location of her hands, it wasn’t until she pressed against his bladder. As if he felt a blade against his skin he quickly pulled away.
“You’ve been a good boy until now, do you want me to punish you?”
“No Mistress, I just didn’t know what you were doing.” If he was honest he didn’t like it, but as long as he would get punished he wouldn’t let her know just how uncomfortable he was.
“Don’t think I’ll let you know what I’m planning to each time, what’s the fun in that?” She was right, there was no fun in knowing everything which would happen, but he’d like to know about ht strangest things she planned. “Today I’m going to make you come, twice. Once your bladder, the second time your balls.”
“Piss myself?” he asked, sounding as uncomfortable as he felt.
“Yes, piss yourself, and your clothes.” Harry wanted to ask why, but feared she was losing her patience. “It’s a nice experience, which I think you have to experience. “Now, you better be quiet, unless you’re dying to be punished.”
“No, Mistress, I’m sorry.”
The next time her fingers pressed against his bladder, sending a slightly burning feeling through his lower abdomen. Knowing what she wanted didn’t make it any easier for him to release himself, as it was something he’d learned was not proper once you’ve outgrown your childhood. It didn’t take long before the discomfort became painful, and Harry wondered just how much more he could take.
“Are you holding back?” Harry wanted to reply, but feared his answer would not please her. “Think of how nice it will be to let go, a new experience does not have to be bad, even if it’s an unusual experience. Don’t you remember how nice it was to finally go, after holding yourself?”
She was right, it was a nice feeling, and he needed to learn to trust her as his mistress. Closing his eyes he tried to forget she was there, or that he was wearing clothes. The moment he felt the wet and warm liquid run down his thighs, was both humiliating and pleasing. “What a good boy,” she whispered and moved her hand down to his cock, cupping it as he was still peeing.
It wasn’t until he could smell the acid scent that the humiliation became almost too much for him. As he was done he could feel her hand massaging his cock through his wet trousers. He was surprised to discover that while he was humiliated, he still enjoyed her touch. “Do you think you deserve to come, after everything you’ve done?”
“Yes Mistress,” he admitted his cock hardening.
“Are you sure?”
“No, ahh, Mistress.” His legs trembled slightly, making it difficult for him to stand still as she continued.
“You’ve not been my perfect slave today, being late, questioning me, and refusing to obey. Of course, you’re still new, and I know I still have a lot of work left to do before I can consider you my perfect pet.” She then pushed his trousers down his legs, revealing his hard cock. “I think I’ll give you a reward now, and punish you afterwards.”
She undressed him further and leaded him over to a warm bath, letting him get in. “I would have joined you, if you hadn’t disappointed me. Now you have to take care of yourself, while I watch.” Harry cursed himself for being stupid and not trusted her from the beginning. He decided before to trust her, but failed, so he decided once and for all that he needed to let go of everything he thought was wrong, end enjoy every moment they shared.
Grabbing his cock he watched her, feeling slightly embarrassed by what he had to do, but that soon passed as the pleasure took hold. She sat on a chair next to the seemingly large bathtub, smiling as she watched him. Harry tried to think of things he found exciting, and was surprised when the feeling of urinating himself joined, but instead of softening his cock it helped him reach his orgasm.
Masturbating in a bathtub was different than in a shower, but that didn’t stop him. “Good boy,” Pansy said as he came, his come mixing with the water before settling on top. It was strange, but his attention was pulled away from the mess as Pansy leaned over and kissed him, her tongue making him forget where they were.
“Why don’t you wash up, and then you can head back to your room.” Luckily she would use her wand to clean the water, and then she would sit next to him as he washed himself. It was strange, but it didn’t stop him from enjoying every moment until Pansy gave him permission to dry up and leave.