Standing I ripped my leather pants down kicking them off my legs even as I knelt between her still quivering thighs. Roaring loudly I thrust myself as... deeply as I could into her hot tight pussy. The purity of that moment surrounded by her wet heat was as sweet as her surrender under my whip. For several moments, I lay still savoring the feel of being buried as deeply as a man can go inside a woman, the feeling of her pulsing around me, was heavenly.Leaning forward I covered her lips with mine. But whilst I may allow you some access to my body when I deem it suitable or you have earned a reward, it is highly unlikely I will allow you to put your cock anywhere in my body. Is that understood?'Bloody hell! What could I say? I didn't seem to have any choice, did I? She was doing that assertive thing again. It turned me on but at the same time worried the hell out of me. Emma was clearly waiting for me to reply.'Understood,' I finally mumbled.'What?''I said I understand,' I replied. More. I asked if she knew anything about the disbursal of my allowance checks, and she said it was one of her duties. I gave her the account and routing numbers and she said she’d take care of it.So, what to do next. In jail, my days were planned for me, so being at loose ends was something I wasn’t used to. I looked out the window and saw that it was a nice, sunny day and decided to explore the property. I wasn’t even sure how much of my land was walled in (or walled out, for that matter), so I. Rumours abounded at the end of the first year that he had once again faced and vanquished the Dark Lord, and his three day stay in the hospital wing certainly lent credence to the story. And then the whole mess in second year...She had scoffed internally at her house mates' insistence, led by that pompous idiot, Macmillan, that Harry was the heir of Slytherin, just because he could speak Parseltongue. If you took a narrow minded view on things, it made sense (sort of), but when you looked at.