The Elden Lion - Yule Orgy - Part 2 (Patreon)

Amelia Bones, Leyndell Palace – The Lands Between.

"Oh Merlin! YES!!” Lily Potter shouted from the center of the room, while being sodomized by Harry without any mercy, her face light with a smile and her unfocused eyes glazed.

Although to be honest, the mature Lady Potter did not seem to be suffering from any kind of pain, quite the opposite, her face only denoted a single sensation.

Ecstasy.

"OH MY LORD! YES, MORE! ME! CLAIM THIS BODY AS YOUR OWN AND MAKE IT A TEMPLE FOR YOUR PLEASURE” shouted the Evans bitch, as she received what should be from Amelia.

Lord Potter's attentions.

The ritual had begun, all the initiates, as their Lord referred to his sexual pets, were lost in the atmosphere charged with lust and desire, while Harry's three wives supervised the act naturally.

Queen Marika and Princesses Ranni and Melina walked with total calm and control among all the women, herding them while they continued to give themselves to passion, all had reached ecstasy at least once among them, including her niece, who had her delicate and virgin pussy being devoured by the young Weasley with total abandon.

All the initiates were having the time of their lives, except Amelia.

Who was still kneeling in the center of the room, watching helplessly as another Lord Potter preferred Lily Evans to her.

A terrible blow to her pride, to be honest.

But to be fair, there wasn't much of her pride left after the training she was subjected to by her Lord's wives to be honest.

Amelia was still trembling with pleasure just remembering the many afternoons and nights she spent on her back and with her legs spread, being nothing more than a toy for the three Goddesses.

The redhead still remembered that particular night, when Queen Marika enchanted roots of the trees of Potter Manor to play with Amelia’s body for Lord Potter's pleasure, where the Bones witch ended up fainting after three hours of constant pleasure, while the roots play her, all in front of Harry's impassive gaze.

"Get ready, Lily... the ritual comes to an end, and your ascension is over," Amelia's Lord ordered, bringing her back to reality, biting her lip as she watched the thrusts on Lily's destroyed ass grew much faster and more relentless.

"AHHHHHG" cried the red-haired Evans, as her eyes began to glow, her irises slowly changed color, gaining the golden hue similar to Lord Harry's, while, to Amelia's envy, her skin and body seemed to rejuvenate, making Lily Potter look like she was in her mid-twenties as immense heat began to emanate from her body.

"Yes... my love... more... more... I... AHHHGG” Evans groaned, totally destroyed and conquered, her body trembled completely and she had a lost smile adorning her face that filled Amelia with incredible envy.

"The Ascension is over," Lord Potter decreed, as he pulled his huge member out of the bowels of the defeated and conquered redhead.

As soon as Lily Evans's feet touched the floor, her trembling feet were unable to support her, causing her to fall exhausted to the floor of the living room, but she didn't seem to care.

Amelia didn't flinch, but she couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight of Lily Evans' crotch, and how the heavy, golden seed of Amelia's new God leaked from her open, reddened holes.

"My Lord! Give me more... I want more from my new owner" Evans groaned as her eyes began to close slowly, evidently exhausted after the ritual.

Lord Harry, for his part, looked at the red-haired Lady Potter with a deep, masculine laugh, his eyes full of love and appreciation, as he looked at her work with obvious pleasure in his eyes.

"Rest dear, we will have an eternity to ourselves," he said softly, kissing her on the forehead as Lily lost consciousness, but the act was done without a doubt.

The magic that Amelia could feel emanating from the redhead... It was simply overwhelming, there was no way to describe it with more than a single word.

Divine.

A second later, Lord Harry's gaze looked around with evident approval, moans and the stench of sex permeated the entire room, he was looking at his toys, his pets…playing with themselves to his pleasure.

And he was satisfied, that was evident.

Then... the handsome Potter focused his powerful gaze in the center of the room, on the still kneeling Amelia, who remained as impassive as possible, something really complicated considering the stimulating situation in which she found herself.

For an instant, Amelia was lost in her Lord's eyes, implacable and impassive, Harry Potter dominated the room with his mere presence, and when her new Lord placed his hand on her head, the redhead had to make a titanic effort not to have an orgasm at that moment.

"You have served me well Amelia, I am pleased with your progress," said her Lord, causing the redhead to swallow hard and answer.

"Thank you my Lord," she replied, choking a groan as she felt Lord Harry's magic caress hers in a gesture both intimate and dominant. 

"You have made enough merit to be one of my women, you will be elevated to Minor Lady of Leyndell, you will be assigned Lands to rule in my name," exclaimed the Golden Lion solemnly, filling Amelia with mixed feelings.

Since she was greatly honored that her Lord had such confidence in her, but at this very moment, the last thing on her mind was to rule.

Her judgment was clouded by the huge male organ in front of her, Lord Potter's cock, hard as a rock and covered with the mixture of Lily Evans's feminine juices and the delicious Potter Semen to which Amelia had become addicted.

Without any warning or consideration, Lord Potter placed the tip of his member on Amelia's lips, who simply opened her lips naturally, allowing the huge and delicious organ to invade her throat.

And when Harry grunted with pleasure, grabbing her red hair, Amelia began to massage the manhood with her throat, giving him a massage that Lord Potter would never forget.

"I see that my wives have trained you well Amelia, are you ready to get rid of that silly virginity of yours?" Lord Harry said with obvious amusement, making her swallow more of his enormous virility, until Amelia's nose kissed her Lord's abdomen.

The redhead was totally dominated, no more than a toy to the flesh-haired man's carnal desires, the intoxicating taste of the Potter seed, together with the feminine sweetness so familiar to the redhead had her like a bitch in heat.

Around her, the orgy continued, but she didn't really care, the only thing she was thinking about was pleasing her owner.

Whatever the cost.

Without any mercy, Lord Harry began to pump slowly, grabbing her by the hair and pulling his huge cock out of her, allowing Amelia to take a desperate breath of air, before being suffocated again by Lord Potter's cock.

It was an act of control, deeply depraved and humiliating, and Amelia adored him madly, he made her feel desired like never before, totally submissive to her man's desires.

At this time, she was nothing more than a mere whore to Lord Potter.

And she adored the sensation with madness.

After all, she was still Amelia Bones, one of the most powerful and ruthless witches in the world, but for Harry...

For Harry that didn't matter, she was just a simple witch, in the presence of a God.

Amelia was used masterfully for half an hour, Harry was an expert at breaking little bitches like her, making the line between pleasure and humiliation virtually disappear.

"Get ready," was the only words Lord Potter said, before he grabbed Amelia by the hair tighter and buried her entire cock in her throat and released the delicious torrent of seed directly inside her gullet.

“GAAAAAHGG”

Before her time as a Potter witch, Amelia's pathetic sounds would have embarrassed her, but any notion of that had disappeared after spending weeks in bed with Marika, Ranni, and Melina, the three queens of her beloved Lord were... insatiable tigresses who had done as they wished with Amelia.

Preparing her for this moment.

As soon as the first drop of seed touched her tongue, the redhead began to bellow with despair and desire, swallowing the shots with a voracious eagerness for her Lord's obvious pleasure.

"Good girl Amelia, good girl," he said, making Amelia try to smile even with the virility in her mouth and causing a couple of drops to peek out of the corners of her mouth.

Seconds later, Amelia felt how the organ stopped expulsing the delicious seed, so the redhead swallowed the entire essence quickly, before opening her mouth and showing her Master that she had swallowed it all.

Harry's satisfied and proud face was enough to make her even hornier than usual.

"And now, the big moment," he said, while Amelia felt how her Lord's magic began to lift her gently, her arms were tied behind her back and her legs wide open, leaving her defenseless and virgin pussy floating directly on Lord Potter's still hard and furious cock.

Amelia groaned and began to move her hips in desperation, begging for the act to begin once and for all.

Alas, it seems, Lord Potter had other plans.

"Patience dear, there is one last order we must discuss," said her Lord, while with a smug smile on her face, causing Amelia to let out a screech of despair.

"My Lord, please! I can't take it anymore! I beg you! Please make me yours! Claim this body as your own! Breed your redhead bitch!” Amelia begged, on the verge of crying, moaning uncontrollably as she felt how the head of the huge cock began to press on her needy pussy, which opened instantly at the light touch of Lord Potter.

Amelia let out a muffled moan as she felt the cock begin to enter her, shuddering as she felt the first cock-induced orgasm of her life approaching.

"AGHHHHHHH" Amelia moaned like the cheapest of whores, not even noticing when Lord Harry let her fall completely into his cock, breaking her hymen in the process.

"AHHHHHG" she shouted, full of ecstasy and pain, it was official, Amelia was finally what she should have always been.

A Potter witch, and now belonged to Harry forever.

The thrusts were slow and deep, but quite significant, Amelia was being claimed, conquered, her insides were being molded to be the perfect sheath for Potter's cock.

As it should always have been, the redhead thought.

The ecstasy was at an all-time high, Amelia felt more pleasure than she had ever felt in her life, her body trembled and she could only babble.

She was so lost in pleasure that she was scarcely conscious when she heard the next words of her Lord.

"As soon as we return to Britain, you will help me with a particular matter, I have…unfinished business in Azkaban” said her Lord casually, as if he wasn't fucking Amelia wildly.

"Yes, my Lord, whatever you order," said the conquered and broken witch, knowing that she would agree to everything her beloved Harry ordered, Amelia was only her instrument at this point, a set of holes for his pleasure and nothing more.

Harry smiled and said something that, if she were fully conscious, would have worried her greatly.

"Perfect, it's time to clean up that prison and to complete the full set of Black sisters, I've heard interesting things about this Bellatrix, I'm sure I can make her an interesting pet," said her Lord, filling Amelia with curiosity for an instant, before moaning and trembling at the feeling again, making her completely forget about Bellatrix Lestrange and Azkaban.

"Yes my Lord, your wishes are my orders" replied the submissive redhead, enjoying the fuck to which she was being subjected.

The was just beginning and Amelia thought she would satiate all her lust.

That was the only thing that matters for now.  

Albus Dumbledore, Nurmengard Castle – Europe.

The Castle, as usual, stood empty, being protected by the powerful enchantments that Albus had placed so long ago.

Everything... Everything had gone to shit, there was no way I could say it any other way.

Harry Potter had appeared, ruthless, cruel, and with such immeasurable power that Albus still trembled at the thought of young Potter future actions in the Wizarding World.

The Malfoys, Parkinsons and Greengrass extinct and conquered, Cornelius humiliated and executed like an animal, and what was worse...

Albus was unable to do anything about it, he was totally out of ideas to deal with Harry Potter, and he was so desperate that he found himself in this place with only one goal.

"Albus...I didn’t expect to see you here” said Gellert's old but still arrogant voice, as he emerged from the dark cell, leaning against the bars of the cell.

Albus didn't answer, he simply pulled out his wand and with an elegant gesture, conjured a chair behind him, while inhaling forcefully and responding.

"We have to talk, I have…A proposal for you," said the headmaster, preparing to do something he promised he would never do more than fifty years ago.

Negotiate with Gellert Grindelwald.

However, in desperate times...

Harry Potter was a problem for the Wizarding World and Dumbledore would not allow the Rise of a Third Dark Lord.

Grindelwald looked at him with obvious interest, before leaning over to the cell door and responding with a sneer.

“I'm all ears Albus-“

He would stop Harry Potter, whatever the cost.

For the Greater Good.