The Count (Ch. 6)(Exclusive)

The Count

Chapter 6

Fleur shuddered violently as her younger sister sucked on her engorged clit. Fleur was on her back with Gabrielle on top in the sixty-nine position. Her legs were parted wide while her sister pleasured her with her talented tongue. Right above her face was Gabrielle’s wet, pink pussy getting stuffed full of cock. That cock belonged to the Count of Montefeltro, or rather, Harry Potter. What a shock it was for her when she found out that day. After getting fucked into oblivion, she practically demanded answers from him. After reminding her of her crimes against him, Fleur was in no position to demand anything. To prove his point, he bent her over and claimed her asshole, making her squirt all over herself. Since she couldn’t demand answers from him, she eventually went home and demanded them from her husband.

It turned out that everything that the Goblins said was true. Bill had been courting the dancer from the Knockturn Alley strip club. Hearing his confession truly shocked her. After the shock wore off, the rage settled in. She had slapped him harder than she had ever slapped anyone. Knowing that he wasn’t really sorry, she took joy in telling him how she came up with the money. The knowledge enraged the redheaded Cursebreaker … well, former Cursebreaker. He was obviously jobless now. He wanted to walk up to the Count and demand a duel. Fleur thought that that was a good idea. She wanted to see Bill get what he deserved. Instead of telling him though, she told him about the size of the Count’s cock and how she came on it over and over. She told him how he stretched her asshole out of shape. By the end, Bill’s face was beet red, and he was shaking in anger. She smiled when she said that the Count would be claiming her regularly for the next two years. That was a suitable punishment for Bill, she thought. She made sure to let him know that she’d be keeping a very close eye on him and one more mistake would end in divorce. Then she forced him to leave and go look for a job. He grumbled of course but gave in when she told him that he could go live with his family, and she would go live with the Count. In the end, he got a job working for his dad at the Ministry. The pay was pretty bad, but at least they wouldn’t be homeless.

Looking up, she could see his thick, veiny cock stretching Gabrielle’s perfect pussy. As he pushed in, she heard a squelching sound from her sister’s tight cunt, and when he pulled back, Gabby’s cunt tried desperately to keep him in. Her skin pulled away with his cock before giving in and contracting back into place, only to get stuffed once again. As he pulled back, his cock would come out of her covered in streaks of Gabby’s pussy cream. Every time that Gabby moaned, she would feel the vibrations in her pussy, which in turn made her moan. Suddenly, Harry pulled all the way out and Gabby’s juices escaped her pussy, leaking all over Fleur’s face and neck. She could see his cream-covered cock as he lowered it to her lips. Fleur had no choice but to open up and take it down her throat.

Harry groaned as Fleur’s plump lips wrapped around his thick member. Slowly he began pumping his hips, watching as his cock disappeared down her throat. He pulled back only to thrust forward again. Steadily he got into a rhythm, and soon he was fucking her mouth. He was already close to finishing from Gabrielle’s lovely pussy, so when Fleur’s talented mouth was added into the mix, he grunted loudly and spurted his warm seed down the older Veela’s throat. Spurt after spurt filled her mouth until it spilled over her lips. Pulling out, he pumped his cock and coated her face in his seed. Sighing happily, he rolled off of them and laid on the soft bed. All that he could hear was their heavy breathing.

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“Where were you?” Bill asked angrily, trying to cook his own food which came out dark and gross-looking.

“You know where I was,” Fleur snapped back, scoffing at his horrible cooking skills.

“With the Count?” he asked, clenching his fists.

“Yes,” Fleur tried to hide a smile but failed. “Today I was forced to ‘ave a threesome with ‘im and my sister. I didn’t think that I would like it, but I found it quite pleasurable,” Fleur giggled.

“I bet you did …” he said, then added “whore” very softly.

“I beg your pardon?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. She heard what he said, but decided to let it slide for now. She would pay him back for that soon enough.

“Nothing,” Bill grunted. “Here’s your food,” he said, sliding a plate of disgusting slop in front of her.

“That looks vile. Besides, I already ate with the Count. We ‘ad filet mignon with buttered green beans. It was magnifique!” she gushed. The food was excellent. She had to compliment Harry on bringing in a French House Elf when her mother and sister began living there.

Bill was shaking in anger. His gorgeous wife was not only getting fucked by the man, but he was treating her to fine dining as well, all the while he had to sit here and eat this tripe!

“I must take a shower. I can’t even count the number of times that ‘e finished inside of me,” Fleur said, wanting to sting him before leaving. Apparently, her barb worked. Bill looked murderous as he spooned that burnt, gelatinous goop into his mouth.

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Bill was waiting outside the home of the Count. He knew the time that Fleur usually visited. This time, instead of fucking his wife, he’d have to deal with him and his wand. Bill waited and waited until the time finally came. He watched as his wife strolled up the cobbled pathway to the large, luxurious manor home. He snarled when he saw that his whore of a wife was actually skipping! When the door opened and Fleur was about to walk in, Bill jumped out of the shadows and yelled, “COUNT!”

Bill shook his fist in the direction of the house. “I demand an honor duel!” Fleur turned to him and snorted cruelly.

“Bill … please shut up and go ‘ome. You are making a fool of yourself,” Fleur clamped her hand over her mouth and giggled. Just then, out of the doorway appeared the Count.

“A duel you say?” the Count asked, smiling widely.

“Yes!” Bill snarled. “On the count of three!” he said, brandishing his wand in a fluid manner. Fleur took a few steps inside so that she wouldn’t be hit by any errant spells. As she passed by, Bill watched as the bastard slapped his wife’s shapely ass. Fleur squealed and placed her hands over her jiggling ass cheeks. “You’ll pay for that!”

The Count laughed cruelly at his suffering. “Onetwothree!” he yelled out quickly, hoping to catch the Count off guard. Instead, a bright light slammed into his face before he could even wave his wand. As Bill collapsed to the ground, the last thing he saw was the cruel face of the Count as he leaned down.

Bill didn’t know how long he had been out, only that he was very groggy when he finally came to. Shaking his head to help clear the fogginess, he found that he was unable to move his arms and legs. Looking down, he noticed that his wrists and ankles were bound to some kind of contraption. His arms and legs were splayed open in the spread eagle position. At least he was in an upright position so that he could see what was going on. Unfortunately, what was going on was made very apparent by the sucking sounds that drifted into his ears. Looking over, he saw his naked wife on her knees bobbing her head on the groin of an equally naked Count. The bastard had his fingers threaded through her silvery, blonde hair as he guided her in her actions.

“Ah, William! You’re awake. Good,” he groaned as Fleur pulled off of his cock and lifted it up to get at his balls. “Now we can get on with your punishment.”

“Let me go you bastard!” Bill growled, thrashing in his manacles.

“I will once you’ve been punished for your disgraceful behavior. Trying to attack before I was ready when you were the one to ask for a duel of honor,” the Count shook his head in mock sadness. Bill flushed in embarrassment. He knew that he could get into real trouble with the more traditional crowd over his stunt. All that went out of his mind when he got his first look at the Count’s cock. It was massive! Several times bigger and thicker than his own. His body shook with anger. The bastard had everything that he deserved … including his wife! Just then, he pulled Fleur to her feet and lifted her up by her wide ass. Fleur squealed and reached under herself. Grabbing his enormous cock, she placed the head inside of her tight quim and groaned as the Count lowered her on his thick pole.

Bill was forced to watch as inch after inch slid into his lovely wife’s perfect pussy. Unable to control his bodily functions, his tiny cock got hard.

“YOWWWWWWW!” he yowled in pain as he received a viscous shock from whatever he was chained to. The bastard Count just laughed at his misery.

“I forgot to mention, but any time that you get aroused, that device that you’re pressed against will give you a bit of a shock,” Harry indicated to the large, metal X that he was attached to. Bill yelled in anger and thrashed around, desperately trying to break free. All he did was tire himself out. All the while, the Count was thrusting his hips, penetrating Fleur deeply as she held onto his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. Finally, Bill relaxed, sweaty and tired from his overexertion. The only thing that he could do was watch as Fleur came all over the Count’s obscenely large cock. Her squeals angered him deeply, and when she latched onto him and kissed his neck while shaking in orgasmic bliss, Bill wanted nothing but to look away.

As Fleur trembled while in his arms, Harry smirked at Bill who was giving him the dirtiest look that he had ever seen. Harry then spread Fleur’s cheeks open and began toying with the rim of her asshole. Fleur moaned loudly and ground herself on his cock that was still deep inside of her. Placing her back on her feet, Harry spun her around until she was facing Bill, and then he lifted her up by the backs of her thighs. Knowing what he wanted, Fleur reached down and stuffed the head of his cock into her tightest hole. With her back against his chest, Harry thrust forward and penetrated her asshole right in front of her husband. Fleur cried out as her back arched, displaying her perfect, sweaty tits to Bill who looked murderous. Holding her behind her knees, Harry spread her legs apart as he held her up. His hips were practically a blur as he thrust into her abused asshole.

Bill was forced to watch as he claimed her asshole over and over again. He could see Fleur’s hairless pussy quivering and contracting as she began to cum. “AAAAAAARGH!” he yelled out after receiving another brutal shock to the testicles. The bastard laughed loudly as he bounced his wife on his cock, Fleur’s lovely tits bouncing and jiggling madly with every mighty thrust. Suddenly, Fleur’s eyes widened and she arched her back once more. Crying out loudly, she came all over herself as he stuffed himself deep inside of her. Bill could see her pussy spraying fluid all over the ground. The bastard angled her so that she gave him a shower of pussy juice. Sputtering as her cum beaded down the side of his face, he opened his eyes just in time to see the Count fill her asshole with his thick seed. Grunting, he injected his cum deep into her bowels, and Fleur, like the whore that she was, mewled sexily at the sensation. Finally, he set her down on her feet. He held onto her for a moment when she stumbled.

He kissed her deeply and told her, “Why don’t you go wait in my room. Tell your mother to join us.” He then slapped her fat ass making a loud clapping sound as his hand connected. She squealed in pain and scampered off to do his bidding. Bill was snarling.

“Are you going to let me go now fucker?”

“Almost, Cuckboy,” the Count laughed. “First, I want to introduce you to my newest mistress. Honey? Come in here please,” Harry called out.

Bill watched shocked as his darling Amethyst came sashaying in looking just as sexy as she could. He was heartbroken when she threw her arms around the Count and kissed him.

“Amie! How could you? After all the money I spent …” he asked, too hurt to be mad.

“Sorry, Billy! But I could not turn down the Count. His cock is as big as his bank account,” she burst into a giggle fit.

Harry laughed happily. The look on Bill’s face was priceless. He thought that he’d done enough to the man today. Best not to push him too far too quick. “Why don’t you go to the room and join us, love? I’ll be in there in a moment,” he asked the girl. She nodded and wiggled her fingers at Bill before leaving.

“Welp, Billy. I hope I see you again soon. Do take care, won’t you?”

“You son of a …” He didn’t get to finish before a House Elf unceremoniously dumped him somewhere outside of the wardline. Harry just shook his head. He really hoped that Bill continued to be an idiot. He loved getting revenge on the Weasleys.