Fate's Rewrite

Having two voyeurs certainly gave a nice complexion to the process even as I let my fingers sink into Susan's glorious breasts, enjoying the amazing rush of pleasure. Not that Susan's tits, famous in Hogwarts for their perfection, wouldn't have triggered such pleasure even without the added spice.

But I certainly preferred the enhanced version.

"She's such an obedient Puff, isn't she?" I asked even as I caught Daphne's beautiful eyes, wide in shock even as she did her best to devour the view, her attempts to keep her body hidden by the placement of her limbs weakening slightly.

"Y-yes, she is," she muttered, giving me an honest answer, one I was sure that she wouldn't have given if she had been aware of the other observer, watching us with her famous green eyes just as wide.

I could only look at Lily from the corner of my eye, and even then, I had to keep it short to avoid her attention. A pity, considering she was slowly getting into the mood as her hands got themselves free of her control, and slipped under her nightie to caress her naked legs.

Luckily, Susan was more than enough as a distraction, especially as I grabbed the edge of her maid costume and pulled up, revealing her large hips and sopping wet core. I kept one of my hands on her breasts, playing with her as they danced up and down along her body, but the other squashed her ass.

She jerked, which made her tits dangle and bounce enthusiastically, her moans and whimpers filled the room. "A maid making such noises in front of her mistress, how rude," I said in amusement as I pulled her hair back, leaving her tits to dangle freely.

Her moans only intensified after my move, her pouty lips curling attractively with each cry. Yet, as her gaze trailed toward Daphne at my words, her moans gained a quality that surprised both me and Daphne greatly.

A sense of smugness could be heard.

It wasn't the reaction that was surprising considering everything that led up to the decadent scene that was busily occurring, but the fact that Susan, despite her shyness, would feel emotionally intense enough to override her habitual passivity.

I wasted no time to stroke the fires her attitude had created in our observer. I caught Daphne's eyes, a mocking smirk on my lips. Considering Daphne's self-preservation instincts, I was already prepared to add several mocking words to further fuel the fire, but as a happy occasion, they proved to be redundant.

Her posture changed. Her arms loosened, revealing her chest, which was barely contained in her emerald bra, followed by her legs parting to reveal her wet arousal. Yet, despite the great show they presented, I was more focused on her faze, sharp and vindictive, as it turned to Susan.

Making her whimper in fear.

"Don't worry, sweetie, you can stay with me tonight if you're afraid of the big bad Slytherin," I whispered into her ear, soft enough to avoid Daphne. Susan shivered, even more, not finding my statement exactly relieving.

I failed to imagine the reason, even as I tightened my hold over her hair more, and pushed her down. Having her on my lap was fun, but not as fun as how I had been planning to follow it. "Why don't you start handling the mess your mistress created," I ordered.

Susan might not be the brightest witch of her generation, but that didn't prevent her from understanding the task that was assigned to her almost immediately. She grabbed my pants and pulled them down in one move, her lips immediately covering the top half of my shaft.

Earning a gag in response.

"Such an enthusiastic little badger, isn't she?" I said as I caught Daphne's gaze once more.

"Yes, she is," Daphne said as she caught my gaze, trying to maintain a smug smile on her beautiful lips. It might have been convincing for a less experienced man, but I didn't miss the way the edge of her lips had been trembling.

I chuckled even as I turned my gaze away from Daphne, letting her pay attention to Susan without interference, while I turned my attention toward the fiery MILF that thought herself hidden on the other side of the door as she looked through the keyhole, under the impression that the door was as opaque from the other side as from hers.

A reasonable assumption, pity it was not the case.

However, trusting the opacity of the door wholeheartedly, she had already got rid of the boring nightie she had been wearing, giving me an excellent view of her perfect MILF body. And, the glimpse I got of her beautiful nudity confirmed that it wasn't only her prodigious mind that allowed her to shake the wizarding world.

Of course, I had seen her naked body while she was locked in stasis, or while I had been curing her afterward, but there was a great difference between an unconscious body, and a moving one.

Especially if the latter was currently busy masturbating furiously as she watched the scene in front of her, her tits shaking with each repeat even as she fell on her knees, her body tightening with each repeat. I had pulled some tricks, of course, but the intensity of her fingers was far more than it could justify, suggesting that she either had a hidden voyeur kink…

Or her long drought without a touch was somehow affecting her despite the stasis.

The way Susan's lips tightened around my shaft was an excellent aid for my enjoyment of the show Lily Potter was displaying as her fingers repeatedly disappeared inside her wetness. Pity the way she placed her hand prevented me from seeing anything more than the occasional glimpse there, but luckily, the way her tits jiggled compensated for the lack of it.

She was one naughty minx, I determined even as I turned my attention back to Susan once more, letting the beautiful double-show play in the background.

I tightened my hold on Susan's hair for a moment, invading her throat with a mercilessness that earned gasps of shock from my observers - though only one was audible - while Susan let out some ineffective gags. She put her hands on my thighs, but to her credit, she didn't use that to push herself away, but just to support herself.

Her obedience was developing rather nicely.

So, I wasn't shocked when I pulled out, her first reflex was to look at me, asking a question the moment she got a reasonable handle on her gasps and coughs. "What happened?" Susan whispered pitifully. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, honey," I said even as stood up and walked toward the other couch in the room, one that was not only closer to Daphne, but also allowed Lily to get a much better glimpse of the show. I still sat down before answering, my legs parted to reveal my glistening shaft fully to every observer. "I just wanted to provide a better view for our observer. Why don't you come here and we can continue."

"A-as you wish," Susan stammered, her enthusiasm clear despite her demure tone, but when she tried to stand up, she realized that her legs didn't agree with that plan of action.

"Crawl," I ordered with a big smirk, which, amusingly, only caused one of them to look at me in frustration. Neither Susan, who was the target of the order, nor Daphne, who was receiving the discipline indirectly.

It was Lily who looked affronted at my order. Maybe not too shocking considering her reputation, but clearly, even her general outrage had limits.

For example, it wasn't enough to stop her from playing with herself.

Daphne, on the other hand, responded by closing her legs, which would have been a pity if she didn't immediately follow by rubbing her legs together furiously as the closest thing she could achieve to an orgasm.

I decided to help her as I palmed my wand for a moment, and hit her chair with a spell that make the chair buzz with movement, replicating a car that was going through a particularly bumpy road.

Daphne looked confused for a moment, before her eyes widened, no doubt as her body alerted her of the benefits of a less stable seating arrangement. She was lucky that Susan was too busy looking at my glistening shaft to look at her face, as the intensity of her surprise would have been enough to disperse most of the mental power she had over Susan.

I ignored both Daphne and Lily, focusing on the amazing show of a beautifully curved redhead, wearing nothing but a misaligned maid costume that hid nothing, her crawling enhancing her already amazing curves even more.

I was impressed by her obedience.

When she arrived in front of me, Susan didn't waste any time before capturing my shaft between her lips once more, her head moving back and forth as she tried to take me as deep as possible, but achieved only a limited range of success.

But, she showed that ambition was not exclusive to Slytherins, and moreover, it wasn't only Slytherins that would seek indirect ways to achieve such objectives.

Susan did so by bringing her greatest strength to the game, and used her amazing tits to wrap the base of my shaft, while her lips continued to handle the upper half. Combined, the sensation was amazing, especially as her tits started to get more and more slippery with her spit.

She gagged and wheezed, but even without a push from me, she only pulled back once the lack of breath started to get overwhelming. Even then, she barely waited to catch her breath before going down, determined to attain success.

The pleasure she was deriving from the act was obvious, but her intensity was even more than it justified. She clearly realized that the power balance between me and Daphne, which already leaned decisively toward me, tilted even further, to the point that Daphne was not even sure of getting a favorable deal for herself.

As evidenced by Daphne's current state, sitting on a buzzing chair, wearing nothing but sexy muggle underwear, doing her best to hide the signs of her growing desire to climax… and failing badly in the process.

It was smart for Susan to change her attitude, but it displayed a political acumen that I didn't expect from her. But clearly, losing everything had been enough to change her attitude even before Daphne started to use her maid designation with excessive creativity.

Then, I turned my attention to Lily once more, watching as she played with herself furiously, trying to push herself toward the climax. Too bad for her, a small spell from me was all that was needed to put that climax out of her reach, no matter how furious her rubbing of her core had become.

Her enthusiastic masturbation added a nice dimension to the service Susan was wholeheartedly providing. Soon, Susan's efforts to drain me attained success, though she was unaware of the assistance provided by the other redhead. "Careful," I ordered her, and rather than pulling back, Susan dipped down, doing her best to catch every single bit of seed I had been delivering.

On that, she wasn't as successful, as a copious amount spilled out. Though, considering they covered her phenomenal tits rather than going to waste, it wasn't exactly a big waste.

I turned to Daphne with a smirk. "Susan had tired herself enough, why don't you be a dear and help her to her room, make sure she's comfortable," I asked Daphne even as I pointed to her room. It sounded casual at first, but underlining that it was her room, along with my smirk, drew a different portrait.

One that offered a sudden change of hierarchy between her and Susan.

All that remained was how she would react.