Master Harry - Part 4 - Claiming Nym

Harry made his way to the kitchen. He went about getting himself some ice water. Leaning against the counter, he took his time drinking it, letting his mind wander a little. Hogwarts would be starting soon. Once there he'd get to meet his other consorts. Sure, they could call him master, but calling them slaves felt silly. If he were a slave he would constantly look for a way to gain his freedom. Trusting one to warm his bed or have access to him in his most vulnerable moments set his nerves on edge. A consort was a trusted companion who was valued, loyal, and proud to serve. He might have the newly awakened urge to dominate his women, but he wasn't going to treat them like crap.

"Master." Nym called in a sing-song voice.

She bounded into the kitchen. Her eyes devoured his naked form. She held up a vial and wiggled it for him to see.

"I found the stamina potions." Nym purred.

She bounced over to him. Harry admired the lovely way her breasts moved as she did. Nym winked at him, knowing full well what she was doing. The fact that his member started to wake was clear proof of her success. She held out the vial to him.

"Be careful, master." Nym said with mock seriousness. "If you drank all of the potion then you'd be full of energy for hours."

"We wouldn't want that." Harry matched her tone as he took the vial.

"No, master." Nym leaned in, her free hand tracing along his waking cock. "Are you ready for me?"

"You have been waiting so patiently, Nym." Harry booped her nose. "As a reward I will let you choose how we start."

Nym leaned forward so that she could whisper in his ear.

"Fuck me in the ass, right here, right now." She growled.

Her breath brushed against his ear making him shiver. She leaned back, her playful smile still on her face. The hunger in her eyes told another story.

"Please, master." She asked sweetly.

Harry set down his empty glass of water. He sighed, uncorked the vial of stamina potion, and downed the entire thing in one swig. He shuddered at the taste. It was almost enough to break the mood. His mother could work wonders with potions, but even she couldn't do anything about the taste.

Nym smiled brightly at him as he set the vial on the counter. She quickly stripped off her shirt and tossed it somewhere behind her. The potion kicked in as she dropped her panties. Unlike the two older women, Nym was clean shaven. It displayed her slit in all its glory. Harry had to wonder if she had sculpted it. Her pussy was a work of art.

Harry scooped Nym up off her feet. His lips hungrily connected with hers. Nym giggled as he set her down on the kitchen table. He flipped her over and spanked her ass. She gasped. Nym looked over her shoulder at him and bit her lip. Harry spanked her again. Nym squeaked, but wiggled her hips, begging for more. Harry was happy to oblige. He placed another swat on her ass, coloring the skin pink, before doing the same to the other side.

Nym put a hand over her mouth and shivered. Her eyes looked at him pleading.

"Did you just cum?" Harry asked.

Nym nodded, her hair turning bright pink as she blushed. Harry rubbed her reddened ass with his palms.

"All this talk and teasing." Harry sighed. "And it turns out that little Nym has a hair trigger."

"Sorry, Harry." Nym mumbled.

Harry spanked. She yelped. Her eyes went wide. Harry arced an eyebrow.

"Sorry, master." Nym said, the smile on her face returning.

"I expect you to keep count." Harry ordered, resting his hands on her hips. "Each time you orgasm. Once we are finished you will let me know the total. I will come up with a suitable punishment then."

"Yes, master." Nym purred as she wiggled her ass at him. "I prepared for you, master."

Nym spread her cheeks to give him a clear view. Her tight little hole was indeed lubed up.

"Good, little nymph." Harry said with an approving nod.

She glared at him. Calling her Nym was fine with her, but nymph was pushing it.

"You don't like that name?" Harry asked. He tapped his chin in thought. "What about slut?" He spanked her, alternating cheeks. "Or cum-dump?"

"Please, master." Nym whined. "I'm your little nymph."

"That's what I thought, my little nymph." Harry cooed as he rubbed a soothing hand over her sensitive cheeks.

Nym let out a shuddering breath. Only to inhale quickly as he popped the head of his cock in her ass. She looked over her shoulder at him, pleading for him to continue. Nym tried to push back. Harry placed a hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place.

Harry pressed in at a torturingly slow pace. She whined, trying to fight against his grip to push him faster. When that didn't work she switched to her natural shapeshifting skills. Her inner passage began to squeeze and massage his shaft, tempting him deeper.

"Do you want something, nymph?" Harry asked as he came to a complete stop.

"Please." Nym whined. "Faster. Harder. Master, please."

Harry leaned over, hilting his cock inside of her as he got close enough to whisper.

"All you had to do was ask, nymph." Harry stood back up.

He pulled out halfway before snapping his hips back. Her breath was forced out at the apex of his thrust. Harry continued his attack. Deep, punishing thrusts hardly allowed her any time to recover. The kitchen table screeched across the floor adding to the tangle of noise.

Nym let out a loud moan as her ass gripped his cock even tighter. Harry slowed his pace but didn't stop. He savored the new sensation. It changed once more as she began to flutter against his shaft. Her orgasm seemed to stretch on longer with each motion. Finally, he could take it no more. Shifting his grip from the back of her neck to her hips, he pounded into her. Hard and fast just like she had asked for.

The fluttering tightness of her ass ramped up. Harry leaned down, biting her shoulder as he let loose. Nym screamed, the pain and pleasure pushing her over the edge to an ever bigger orgasm.

Harry pulled out as her ass stopped massaging his shaft. Nym cooed, enjoying the sensation of his cum dripping from her stretched hole. Harry grabbed the table. He yanked it away from the wall before he strode over to the other side.

Nym looked up at him with a loopy smile. He grabbed her hair, lifting her head a bit higher. Her eyes locked on his approaching hardness. She opened her mouth and took him inside.

"Good nymph." Harry said running a hand through her hair.

He tilted her head up a bit more, lining her up for the perfect angle. Nym had recovered just enough of her thought process to relax her throat. Without warning, Harry began to fuck her face. His balls slapped against her chin as the head of his cock violated her throat. Nym used her innate abilities again. Her throat opened for his broad head and thick shaft. It only took a couple thrusts before she was able to find the perfect tightness for him. Once that was set, she focused on working the muscles to caress his member as he pushed deeper.

"Merlin, Nym." Harry grunted. "You're amazing. I could fuck your face for hours."

Nym hummed happily for the praise. The unexpected vibration set his orgasm off. Harry lurched forward, his entire body locking up as he gave his biggest load yet. He could feel Nym humming cheerfully between gulping down his seed.

Harry leaned back against the wall. Thankful that it was there or he'd be flat on his ass. He looked down at Nym. A bit of cum dribbled out of the corner of her mouth. She scooped it up with a finger before directing it back between her lips.

"Thank you, master. You taste delicious" She purred. "Will you please take my pussy next?"

Harry grabbed the edge of the table and yanked. Nym screamed as it spun. The table came to a stop with her still-pink cheeks presented to him.

"We can try out more positions later." Harry lined himself up with her soaked lips. "Right now, I just want to fuck you until you walk funny."

"You already did that with my ass, master." Nym chuckled.

"What's the count?" Harry asked.

"Seven, master." Nym replied quietly.

"Let's see if we can make it to fourteen." Harry said with a wild light in his eyes.

Harry didn't have the patience to tease her this time. He gripped her hips and slammed his full length inside her tight treasure. Nym moaned as he bottomed out. He felt the tip of his cock hit something.

"What is that?" Harry asked as he started to thrust.

"My cervix." Nym whined.

Harry smiled, adding more force to his thrusts. His hands switched from her hips to her shoulders. He pulled her back, lifting her off the table and pressing her back against his chest. She turned her head allowing their lips to meet.

"I have wanted to do this for so long." Harry moaned, enjoying how gravity pressed his reach even deeper.

"Fucking your mom and your aunt?" Nym asked with a wicked smile. "Or your big sister?"

Harry growled, the words sparking something inside of him. He cupped her breast, pleased at how they nicely filled his hands. His fingers pinched and pulled on her nipples. He snapped his hips forward, erasing the smile from her face. Words were replaced with grunts and moans.

His hands released her shoulders. He hooked his arms under her thighs, lifting her up. Harry let her drop to meet his thrusts. He pussy went into overdrive, tightening around him. It felt like it was trying to milk the seed from him. Harry was happy to meet the demand.

Their moans harmonized as rope after rope of his cum filled her. Harry was glad that she couldn't get pregnant until he wanted. They were going to be fucking a lot before that happened.

Harry set her legs back on the floor. Nym wobbled against him. He placed a hand on her chest, sending a pulse of his magic out through his arm. Her emerald, silk lace collar contrasted beautifully against her skin. Nym giggled at the feeling of the tag taking form on her chest.

"Promise me you'll save time for me when we're at Hogwarts?" Nym asked softly.

Vulnerability shone through the playfulness of earlier. Her eyes were worried and hopeful.

"Of course, Nym." Harry kissed her once more. "Now." He gave her a light spank on her pink cheeks. "What was the final count."

"Sixteen, master." Nym replied with a blush.

"Sixteen it is." Harry said with a sigh.

"Sixteen what?" Nym asked.

"You wanted me to take the full stamina potion." Harry motioned to his still erect member. "You got your wish. The goal is sixteen times. If the potion wears off before I've filled you with my cum sixteen times, then the remaining will be replaced with spanks."

Nym giggled.

"On the table?" Andi asked as she entered the kitchen. "Really, you two."

"It was pretty comfortable." Nym said with a smile. "Everything lined up just right. You should try it."

Andi sputtered as a bright blush stretched down her neck.

"Sounds like a plan." Harry chuckled. He wiggled his eyebrows at Andi. "Excuse us. We have business in my room."

"Yes, master." Andi replied naturally.