The Pleasure House (Ch. 3)(Exclusive)

The Pleasure House

Chapter 3

Pleasant dreams were suddenly interrupted by the relentless tapping on a window. Pansy Parkinson squirmed in her bed, pulling the blanket over her head to try and block the annoying sound. Whatever was creating that racket wasn’t deterred. The tapping only became louder and more frequent. A sudden “HOOT!” caused Pansy to curse and sit up.

She turned her head and looked at the window. Outside was a large Tawny Owl glaring at her. She glared right back. Back in school, Pansy was known for sporting her trademark short bob haircut. However, in recent days her hair was long-flowing and beautiful … at least normally. Right then her hair was a tangled mess of knots. Pansy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand before rubbing her eyes. Letting out a yawn, Pansy stretched her arms into the air and cursed again when she felt a small cramp appear in her back. She winced and quickly put her arms down. Her morning wasn’t starting off well, she thought. Annoyed, she got out of bed and walked over to the window. As she opened it up, the owl hopped onto the window sill and held out its leg. Pansy removed the little, leather sack that was tied to its leg. Without a second hoot, the owl flapped its wings and soared into the open sky. Pansy glared as it went. “This better be important,” she threatened.

Pansy opened the little, drawstring bag and pulled out a small, folded note. She read the note and squealed in excitement. One of her friends at the Ministry had been able to get her a one-day VIP pass at the Pleasure House. On the note were the instructions on how to properly enter the club. Pulling out a tiny vial of purple powder, she examined it. There wasn’t much there, only a pinch or so. The note clearly told her to toss in some normal Floo Powder and wait for the flames to turn green. Then she had to toss in the purple powder and wait for the green flames to turn purple. The note warned her to use all of the purple powder or else it wouldn’t work. Pansy stuffed it all back in the bag and jumped around like she was a teenager again. All sleepiness forgotten, she quickly jumped into her shower. She only had eight hours until the club opened, and she needed something new to wear.

She couldn’t wait to tell Daphne and Astoria. She knew that both girls had been trying everything possible to become VIP members of the club, only to be rebuffed every time. They liked to pretend that it wasn’t a big deal to them, but Pansy knew better. The group of friends always tried to one-up each other, and Pansy was desperate to rub it in their faces. She was already smiling so hard that her cheeks were beginning to hurt.

The Pleasure House

Harry was talking to the wife of a major importer. The woman wasn’t overly pretty, but she wasn’t too bad in the looks department. She was quite useful to have as a member, however. She had convinced her husband to smuggle in a decent portion of the illegal substances that served at his clubs. The woman was chopping up some pink powder before scraping it into a line. She then pulled out a straw and snorted the entire line. She threw her head back and moaned deeply, wrinkling her nose. Almost instantly, her eyes dilated, and her body began trembling. A handsome, young man came up, took her by the hand, and led her to an empty couch. Harry stopped watching when she dropped to her knees and began sucking him off. Hearing the Floo ignite, Harry looked over at it and saw his old enemy, Pansy Parkinson stepping out. Harry rolled his eyes. Pansy had been trying to get into the VIP section of his club since it first opened. It wasn’t only her, but her entire friendset.

Harry didn’t stop her from joining over silly school rivalries, but because she wasn’t important enough. After defeating Voldemort, the Parkinson family went through some well-deserved hard times. The same thing happened with many of the families that allied themselves with Malfoy and his ilk while at school. Their families belonged to the old-guard. Unfortunately for them, there was new blood in the Ministry, and there were a whole new set of high-rollers. Pansy wasn’t one of them. Still, Harry wasn’t cold-hearted. Her friend Melony, who was the daughter of a member of the Wizengamot, had pulled some strings to get herself a membership. After joining, she traded Harry a future favor if he would give Pansy a day pass. Harry agreed.

He kept his eyes on Pansy. She looked a lot better than she did in school. Her hair had grown out, and her body became more womanly. She didn’t look so pug-like anymore. In fact, she looked very sexy in the sparkling mini-dress that she was wearing. Pansy’s head was on a swivel as she took in everything that the club had to offer. Her eyes darted from the plate of drugs that were being consumed by an ongoing bachelorette party to the two women sixty-nining on the bar countertop. She couldn’t believe what was going on. Harry stood up and walked over to her.

The Pleasure House

Pansy was over-stimulated as she spun around taking in the sights and sounds. Music was blaring, and the room was filled with the scent of perfume and sex. That wasn’t surprising since so many women were being rutted right out in the open without a hint of shame. She never noticed Harry arrive until his hand touched her shoulder. Pansy gasped and spun around quickly. Her eyes went wide. “Harry!” she called out in surprise. Harry Potter, the owner of the Pleasure House, was standing there looking at her.

She couldn’t count the number of times that she kicked herself for being a bitch to him in her youth. It wasn’t that she had changed or anything, but she figured that her attitude back then was keeping her from being made a VIP member now. Now, here he was, standing there in front of her. Practically everyone in the wizarding world bowed down to him, including the Ministry. Harry had free reign to do whatever he wanted in this club, and looking around, Pansy saw that in there … anything goes.

“Pansy … Welcome to my club,” she heard him say as he took her hand. Pansy wouldn’t dream of telling him to stop touching her. Had this been during their Hogwarts years, she would have called him a name and likely cursed him for being so brazen with his affection. Now, doing anything similar would likely get her banned from his club for life, which would be crippling for her social standing and a major embarrassment.

“It’s wonderful!” Pansy beamed as she saw a very handsome man smiling sexily at her.

“Yes, it is the place to be on a Friday night,” he chuckled as they passed the dance floor where women and men were grinding on each other.

“Everything is so brazen!” she commented as Harry pulled her along to the bar next to the nude women who were licking each other’s pussies. Their scents immediately hit Pansy right in her nostrils, and she flinched. She noticed that Harry didn’t flinch. The bartender instantly appeared with two drinks. Pansy took hers and began drinking. The drink immediately made her feel a little calmer.

“That’s why everyone wants to be a VIP. Anything goes,” Harry replied with his clubs’ motto.

Pansy watched as the woman on top sat up and grabbed a silver plate that was sitting on the counter. She noticed that there were lines of pink powder. The woman snorted one down and moaned before going back to licking pussy. Pansy looked at Harry for an explanation.

“A new drug,” he simply answered. “People call it many different things, but most around here call it Lust Dust. It makes you very euphoric and horny,” Harry chuckled. He then pulled the plate over to them.

“Go ahead. Give it a try. It’s quite safe,” Harry promised. Harry only imported the highest quality party favors for his club. With a shaky hand, Pansy took the straw and snorted down a long, thick line of the pink stuff. Her nose burned for a second before it started tickling. She wiggled her nose before the effects kicked in. Pansy shuddered, and she suddenly felt incredible. She felt as though the entire world was at her fingertips. She was on top of the world, and everyone loved her. Not only that, but her body was tingling … especially down below. She moaned when her hard clit rubbed against the inside of her panties. The sensation nearly made her cum. Pansy’s face was flushed, and she felt very warm. Grabbing her drink, she downed the entire thing as she heard Harry chuckle. Before she knew it, she was pulled onto the dance floor.

She suddenly felt something hard pressed against her bottom, and she moaned. Looking over her shoulder, she saw Potter standing behind her with his chest against her back. His hands were on her thighs, caressing her soft skin. Her entire body tingled wildly, and she started grinding her ass against his crotch. Pansy closed her eyes and moved to the rhythm of the music. She loved how she was feeling, especially when Harry’s hand cupped her panty-clad pussy.

Harry smirked when he felt how wet Pansy was. One hand was rubbing the crotch of her panties while his other hand slid up the front of her dress. His hand was groping her braless tits, and Pansy moaned while grinding her pussy on his other hand. Suddenly, the Delacour women appeared out of nowhere. Apolline smirked and whispered something into her daughters’ ears. Before Harry knew it, the girls were lifting the dress off of Pansy’s body while Apolline was pulling her damp panties down.

Pansy stepped out of the wet panties, happy to have her body free of constraint. Something suddenly slid between her wet lips and bumped into her clit. Pansy threw her head back and squealed. She then looked down only to see a massive, veiny cock sticking out from between her smooth thighs. Her pussy lips were spread open and looked to be kissing the top of his thick shaft. Harry pulled back, and Pansy moaned. When he pushed forward again, the head of his cock mashed into her clit again, sending her into a sexual daze. Her back arched, and she thrust her naked tits outward. Her nipples were immediately captured by two sets of warm lips. Looking down, she could only see two shocks of silvery-blonde hair as her nipples were sucked, bitten, and licked.

Down below, Apolline was on her knees, and she placed her face right against the junction between Pansy’s pussy and thighs. She opened her mouth and accepted Harry’s fat cock which was covered in the girl’s juices. Making a tight seal with her lips, Apolline sucked him off while he thigh-fucked the little hussy. She moaned deeply, enjoying the girl’s taste.

Pansy was crying out and moaning from so much pleasure. She never noticed everyone around them watching her get pleasured by three girls and a guy. Her body was shaking, and pussy juice was leaking down her thighs which only made it more pleasurable for Harry. When she started cumming, Harry lifted her up by the backs of her knees and held her legs open for everyone to see. Apolline stuffed his cock into Pansy’s quivering pussy, and he began fucking her right there on the dance floor. “Fuck me harder, Harry!” she cried out over the loud music. Harry answered her by thrusting even faster, repeatedly brutalizing her cervix.

She didn’t know how long Harry had fucked her on the dance floor. Eventually, she was moved to a couch where some woman sat on her face while Harry fiercely thrust into her G-Spot. Pansy had never orgasmed so many times in such a short period of time.

In the morning, she woke up with a fierce hangover. She almost gagged when she sat up. Seeing a hangover potion on her nightstand, she eagerly drank it down. When her head cleared, she saw that she was completely nude except for the high heels that she had been wearing. Dried cum was crusted all over her body, and her pussy and asshole were quite sore.

Pansy blushed deeply when she remembered all the things that had happened that night. Then she remembered Daphne, and Pansy giggled uncontrollably. Perhaps she would play it coy and tell her friend that she wasn’t allowed to talk about the debauchery that went on that night. It would drive Daphne insane. One thing came to her mind, Pansy knew that she had to do anything to become a full member. She thought about her options as she stumbled to the shower to wash Harry’s cum off of her body.