Chapter 39: Joining the Club (Emma Frost and Daphne)

(Daphne Greengrass from Harry Potter and Emma Frost from X-Men).

Daphne Greengrass stepped past a doorway into a room surrounded by candles. The blonde witch turned her head a couple of inches to one side and then turned around to the other side. Her heart started to beat when continuing her trip forward.

She dressed in a silky white blouse which had been buttoned up over her large breasts. The front of the blouse flipped up with every step, showing her flat and toned stomach. The black skirt stretched over her wide hips and her long legs stretched down for miles. Daphne balanced herself on the heels, walking a couple of inches forward. She chewed down on her lip.

"It's good to see you here in the flesh at last, Ms. Greengrass."

Daphne's gaze followed the beautiful blonde who stepped forward. She dressed in a white corset light top which contained her large breasts. The bottom of the corset curved to show her stomach with a healthy amount of womanly flesh. She dressed in a white thong which Daphne noticed the hints of her delicious pussy lips. Thigh high white stockings covered her luscious legs. The fingerless white gloves added to the fun.

"Very good, indeed," the figure said.

"Thank you, Ms. Frost," Daphne said.

"Now you're a part of the Hellfire Club, you may refer to me as the White Queen."

Daphne shuddered when she caught a glimpse of the riding crop in the hand of Emma Frost. Her heart started to race when looking at the gorgeous Ms. Frost. Her heart skipped a couple more beats when moving forward.

"Don't be afraid," Emma said. "You've been brought into our society under the highest of recommendations. Our Black King has watched you and has seen your potential from afar. You've done a lot, out of very little, and I'm pleased by what you've accomplished."

"Thank you," Daphne said.

The Greengrasses always managed to adapt to pretty much every situation they encountered. Many of these situations put them in a bad place.

"Will I see him?" Daphne asked.

"In one minute," Emma said. She crooked her finger and motioned for Daphne to come to her. "Join me in a glass of wine."

Daphne took a tentative step forward. Normally, she would not accept a drink, but if she had to play the game, she would. Daphne approached the taller blonde. The corset really empathized Emma's breasts and drew Daphne's tender gaze towards her.

Emma smiled, noticing the lingering gazes the younger girl continued to give her. She tried to keep herself rather calm.

"Here you are," Emma said. "A toast to greater times ahead, and greater associations."

Daphne took the wine to her lips and indulged herself in it. She would have been lying if she thought it was nothing other than wonderful. She could see Emma's gaze lock onto her and Daphne responded with a light little shudder, before shaking her head to clear it.

"Yes, I can drink to that," Daphne said, biting down on her lip to leave an imprint in them. "The Hellfire Club has been stepping up its game as of late."

"Well, when our new leader took control, we've had underwent a few rennovations of the club," Emma said. She leaned closer towards Daphne, their lips coming a few inches apart, before she pulled back as a tease. "Some of the old guard did not want to let go of their positions of power. He convinced them though, it would be best to move aside, or they would be moved aside."

Daphne crossed her legs with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Some people are stubborn to a fault," Daphne said. "The people who need to be out of power are often the last to get out of power, wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes, darling, I'll concede this point," Emma said. She tipped the glass of wine closer to her lips and smiled. "But, true power can be difficult to let go of."

Emma's hand rested on Daphne's warm thigh and gave it a subtle little squeeze. The fingers of the White Queen inched up Daphne's leg, feeling the silken material of her panties.

"There can only be one king in this club, and I think you'll find him more than able to fulfill all of your needs," Emma said. "All of your desires."

Daphne knew what she desired. The former Slytherin tried to maintain some degree of dignity and not lift her hips to meet Emma's intruding fingers. It was extremely hard. Emma did not slip inside her. Rather, she danced her finger tips on the entrance of the Slytherin, almost slipping in, but not quite.

'Bloody hell, this is torment,' Daphne thought.

Emma smiled. She was primed and wet. Given the choices she had back home, Emma could hardly blame her for not seeking out some companionship. She kept dancing her fingers across the edge of Daphne's panties.

"In the Hellfire Club, your carnal desires can be fulfilled," Emma said. "And every single woman in this club, they've lined up to meet their king."

Emma's gaze flickered in the direction of the door. She trailed her tongue over her lips when the door swung open to reveal a tall, dark and handsome young man. His messy black hair, enchanting green eyes, and sculpted physique haunted the wet dreams of all women.

Daphne's mouth opened up and she came face to face with the young god. Harry Potter approached her, in the flesh. It had been five years since she saw Harry, he disappeared after the death of Lord Voldemort. The Ministry scrambled to find him for up to a year later, but something backed them off and new problems had been brought to them.

"Hello, Daphne, it's good to see you again," Harry said.

"So, this is what you've been up to since you've left?" Daphne asked.

"I've defeated your Dark Lord, it's up to you whether or not you sink or swim from there," Harry said. "But, judging by what I've heard, a lot of you have sunk."

Daphne responded with a sigh. Damn if this wasn't true. They had sunk, big time. Really big time, to be perfectly honest, but that was beside the point.

"You're a survivor," Harry said. "You and your sister, and a few others….you'll always be able to adapt to change."

Harry motioned for Daphne to walk over towards him. Daphne stepped towards Harry, her legs had been compelled by the amazing and mysterious force of Harry Potter.

He wrapped an arm around Daphne and pulled her in close to him. Daphne's warm body pressed against Harry's and one hand wrapped around her rear, giving it a nice squeeze. She gasped at the touch.

"You never had a man, at least one like me," Harry said .

"No, I've just had a bunch of little boys trying to chase after me," Daphne said. "I put them in their place."

Harry smiled, he figured about as much. A woman such as Daphne Greengrass deserved, demanded, the very best, and Harry was going to give her better than the best. He leaned closer towards her and pressed his lips down onto hers with a passionate kiss.

The kiss set Daphne's loins ablaze with passion. She returned the kiss, working her fingers down the back of Harry's arm. She pushed Harry into her, grinding her hips against his.

The next thing Daphne knew, Harry guided her through a set of doors, through a rather lavish bedroom. The skilled young man did not break the kiss, even more one second. He backed Daphne back and dropped her onto the bed.

Emma joined them a second later. Harry spread Daphne's legs for a moment and turned his thumb on the growing wet spot on her panties.

"You want me badly, don't you?" Harry asked. "Are you going to show how badly you want me?"

Daphne reached forward and started to unbuckle Harry's pants. She pulled them down below his ankles and then pulled his pants all the way down to reveal his cock for her consumption. Daphne's lips moistened at the thought of having this large piece of meat lodged down your throat.

"Are you going to stare, or are you going to touch?" Harry asked.

Daphne shook her head and started to stroke Harry's cock. It amazed her how much he grew and swelled up at her touch. The former Slytherin leaned forward and planted a kiss on Harry's swollen head. It twitched and touched her lips.

Harry enjoyed the sensation of Daphne's wet and talented tongue swirling around his cock. She licked him from the head all the way to the base. The moment Daphne finished up tasting every single inch of Harry's throbbing cock, she moved herself into position. Her hot lips wrapped around Harry's swollen head and she drove all the way down onto him.

Daphne choked for a moment, ramming his throbbing cock down her throat. She felt a pair of firm and soft hands easy on the back of her head.

"Ease yourself into it, darling," Emma said. "It's not a sprint, it's a marathon, and you're going to be in it for the long haul."

Daphne regained her composure and started to bob herself up and down on Harry's cock. His cock speared into the back of her throat. She sucked on him and hard.

"You're so beautiful with my cock in my mouth," Harry said.

"Yes, she's a vision," Emma said.

Emma moved down to fondle Harry's balls. She licked his balls, worshipping her king's bloated testicles like a good queen. She ran her finger down the vein, tickling Harry's balls with everything she had.

Harry looked down at the two beautiful blonde vixens, suckling and pleasuring every inch of his cock. They were delightful. He could tell Emma was feeding Daphne not so subtle suggestions, although Daphne was picking up on things rather fast.

Daphne smacked her lips around Harry's cock. He tasted so good, so good she could not help herself to be honest.

A new sensation visited Daphne. Her hot thighs parted and something throbbing and hard poked between her thighs. Her thighs spread out for intrusion.

"Just making sure you're nice and open for the second part of your initiation," Emma said.

She shoved the huge dildo into Daphne's pussy and pumped her hard. She smiled at the effort it took to work this throbbing cock inside Daphne.

"Just think, what you're sucking is going to be much more pleasurable than what I put into you," Emma said. Her free hand fondled Daphne's round breast.

Daphne's juices trickled nice and freely at the thought of having Harry's manhood shoved into her cunt. The Greengrass heiress bobbed up and down on Harry's prick, taking the huge hunk of manhood into her throat.

Harry held onto Daphne's face.

"You've dreamed about me shoving my fucking cock down your throat for some long," Harry said. "You might have been cold at school, but you're just another whore who wanted nothing but my cock being shoved into every single hole."

Harry pounded Daphne's tight throat and she moaned with delight. The few little tastes of cum came out and Daphne re-doubled her efforts, going all the way down on Harry like it was her job, her calling in life to suck his cock dry.

Emma smiled and gave her lover's balls a squeeze. She enjoyed feeling how heavy they were with cum and this cum would pour down the throat of your newest recruit.

"I'm about ready to cum."

Emma squeezing his balls helped accelerate the process. Daphne working his cock with her throat and tongue made it even more intense.

The hot burst of cum shot down Daphne's throat. She took all of the cream into her mouth and down her throat. Harry held onto her face and pumped his huge load into her throat.

Harry felt Daphne's warm throat to be a perfect vessel for his release. He rocked her face, his heavy balls draining into her mouth. The moans hitting his cock from the back of throat caused more cum to fire down her throat.

Emma smiled, working the dildo into Daphne's pussy at a quicker pace yet. She stretched the womanhood of the woman.

Daphne pulled back, and no sooner did she have a chance to catch her breath, Emma's lips found hers with another passionate kiss.

The White Queen shoved her tongue down the throat of the younger girl. Daphne responded with the kiss eagerly and through Emma's encouragement, her hands started to explore. Daphne and Emma grinded their hot bodies together with a sizzling series of kisses.

Daphne almost forgot about the dildo Emma shoved deep inside her cunt. Emma would not allow her to forget such an intrusion, working it deep inside her. Daphne's thighs clenched at the intrusion.

'Now, you can cum,' Emma thought.

Emma reached behind her and stroked Harry's cock lovingly, not wanting her king to feel neglected. She put most of her attention on putting their new recruit's hot body in a state of constant and never ending orgasm.

Daphne almost collapsed down onto the ground. Emma positioned her towards the bed, her legs spread and willing.

The dildo extracted from Daphne and Emma looked at the amount of juices which had been collected from it. She started to lick the juices off of them, before taking the dildo and shoving it deep into her throat, sucking it clean.

Harry gave Emma one of those looks as if to say "I'll get to you later". He turned his attention to Daphne and pounced on top of her.

"Harry!" Daphne moaned.

Her blouse pulled open to reveal her large breasts incased in a lacy green bra. Harry made quick work of his bra to inspect her breasts.

"Well, you're certainly up to Hellfire Club standards," Harry said. He gave her breasts a nice squeeze, which caused Daphne to gasp in response.

Harry smiled and played with her breasts, while teasing her body with his cock. Every single moan coming from Daphne proved to be music to his ears. He could smell her pussy and smell how much she wanted him. The arousal caused spots to appear on the bedsheet.

"Tell me what you want, my dear," Harry said. "Use your words."

"I want you to fuck me," Daphne said. "I want you to drive your big cock into my tight pussy, and I want you to fuck me until I can barely breath. And then I want you to keep fucking me. I want you to fuck me so hard I cum all over your big cock.

Harry squeezed Daphne's breasts and played with her nipples. The moans coming from the back of the girl's throat rewarded Harry. He shifted halfway down and positioned his throbbing prick closer towards Daphne's waiting entrance.

"Please, Harry," Daphne begged him. "I need you inside me. I need you fucking me. I need you more than I've needed anything else in my life."

Her loins burned with passion. Harry leaned down and kissed down her stomach. She gave a shiver when Harry kissed her navel and went between her legs to attack her womanhood with his tongue.

Harry's tongue vibrated inside Daphne, causing her to give a fit. The gift of Parseltongue had been well and alive, despite mistaken rumors it disappeared after Harry defeated Voldemort. And to that extent, Daphne had been satisfied.

Emma stripped off all of her clothes, positioned herself in the chair, and mentally locked herself into Daphne's nervous system. Her legs spread and the dildo pushed against her dripping lips.

Harry ate Daphne through several spectacular orgasms. Her entire body twitched and her pussy flooded with juices.

"Please, Harry, I can't stand it any more."

Daphne looked up. Her thighs spread out even more to accommodate Harry when he put his big prick at the edge of her entrance. Daphne breathed in, feeling the slow and subtle moments of penetration when Harry inserted himself inside her.

"Yes!" Daphne yelled.

"Damn, you're really tight baby," Harry said.

"Told you," Emma said, feeling Harry's cock sliding into Daphne. It did not beat the real thing, but it would do in a horny pinch.

Harry rested his hips on top of Daphne's, holding his cock inside her, savoring the moment. Then he pulled almost all the way out of her and plunged back into her. Their loins met together in a fiery dance of passion.

Daphne thought she had died and gone to heaven. Actually, if this was heaven, she was glad she lived a life good enough to get her to this point. Harry's fingers danced on her flesh, and brought her to several miniature orgasms which preluded the big one.

"Now, you belong to me," Harry said, smiling. "Your pussy, your tits, your ass, they all are property of your Black King."

"Yes, sir, they are," Daphne said.

Harry ran his fingers down her stocking clad legs and caused Daphne to respond to a shiver. He had her underneath his thumb, or to be more accurate.

"Yes, love, harder, fuck her young cunt hunger," Emma said. She stroked her clit while pounding her own pussy with the dildo, matching Harry's motions. "Treat her like your whore!"

"You mean treat her like you."

Harry leaned down and grabbed Daphne by the hair, pulling on it. The pureblood heiress enjoyed being treated like this, as long as hard and pleasurable fucking was to follow. And Harry gave her what she wanted.

Daphne's hips pushed up, squeezing Harry's manhood. The pleasure coursing through her loins lubricated Harry's tool and brought it into her. She could feel his manhood when he pushed all the way inside her.

"Time for you to cum," Harry said.

Daphne had no choice in the matter. Her body submitted to the will of her new master. The wet pussy clamped all the way down onto his probing prick.

Harry speared deep into Daphne. Her wet and tight pussy hugged his pulsing manhood the further Harry buried himself into her. He held onto Daphne's hips, working him into it.

Emma's pussy clenched in tune with Daphne's. She imagined the large dildo in her hand as Harry's cock which kept piercing and spreading her walls out with each thrust into her.

The moment her orgasm came down, Daphne breathed. Harry was not done though, far from it. He pounded into Daphne's pussy and led her to another orgasm.

Harry prepared to bring pleasure beyond anything Daphne ever imagined into her. His cock buried its way into her walls, feeling them pump around her. The never ending stream of orgasms increased by the fact Harry continued to bury his thick rod into the center of the delicious looking woman who laid beneath him.

"Mmm, yes!" Daphne moaned.

"You want my cock," Harry said. "You can't help and keep cumming all over my gigantic cock. You can't help, and keep from exploding all over it. You can't help yourself. You want it, you want it deep and hard inside you, don't you?"

"Mmm hmm!" Daphne moaned, clamping her hand down onto Harry's shoulder. She received one of the biggest orgasms ever.

Harry's balls swelled with their seed and started to tighten. He spent the next couple of minutes indulging himself in Daphne's sweet and dripping pussy. His hips pushed down, rocking inside Daphne's body. Her hot hips pushed up to meet Harry with each push inside her.

"You're going to explode," Harry said. "You can't stop yourself. You can't help yourself."

Daphne's wet walls kept clamping down on Harry's rod. She milked him, wanting nothing more than Harry's seed blasted inside her. Harry sped up, reaching the end. He rode out Daphne, orgasm after orgasm.

Harry grunted when he gave a couple more powerful pushes into Daphne. His bloated balls found their way down upon Daphne's thighs. They slapped against her hard, beginning to fill up with their cream.

He pushed into Daphne with a couple more pushes inside her. Harry rode her pussy all the way to the edge of an orgasm, and then his balls contracted before firing into her.

Daphne held onto Harry all the way, moaning in his ear. His balls contracted and started to fire a potent amount of seed. Daphne felt a warm rush fill her body, when this powerful young man expanded and shot his heavy load into her. She hung onto Harry's shoulder, scratching him up, and moaning deep into his ear.

Harry stuffed Daphne completely full of his seed. His balls drained into Daphne's wet and willing womanhood. Her pussy finally released him.

"Excellent, fucking excellent, filling her pussy up."

Harry turned his attention to Emma Frost, the lovely White Queen having spread her thighs on the chair. Her pussy dripped with juices and she smiled, beckoning towards Harry in an inviting way.

"Harry, it's time for you to fill me up," Emma said. She started to rub her pussy lips for him.

Harry tilted back the chair with Emma on it, spreading her legs. Her wet pussy looked about ready to suck in his throbbing cock. Harry positioned himself and pushed into her.

Emma held onto Harry, breathing heavily. Harry's thick cock pierced her tight, pussy.

"I bet you're getting off on me fucking you like a common whore," Harry said. "How did you like how I broke in the new recruit?"

"Very good, love," Emma said. Her pussy clenched Harry's throbbing hard cock pushing into her. "But, I can assure you it doesn't pale to the feeling of a real, life, cock pounding my pussy."

Emma loved cock so much, Harry's cock anyway. He pushed into her, spreading her walls apart. Harry really stretched her out. Her hot pussy tightened around him.

Harry stopped her orgasm from happening. He smiled and ran his fingers up Emma's sultry body. Her eyes glazed over and a pouty moan followed. Harry smiled and kissed her on her lips, forcefully pressing his onto hers, showing her who ruled this dance.

"You're cum, when I'm ready to have you cum," Harry said. "Tell me what you are."

"I'm your little cock sleeve," Emma said, trying to tighten her pussy walls around Harry's cock. "My cunt is built for your enjoyment, and built to be fucked hard."

Daphne's pussy started to buzz. Her hand lifted up and she summoned up the strength to rub her pussy lips back and forth. The circular motions caused a blissful feeling to explode through her loins, which continued to escalate with each stroke and each swipe.

"Yes, you are," Harry said. "You like when I slap my balls against you. You like how they fill up against your thigh."

Harry rode Emma into the chair and leaned forward. He devoured her ample chest. Emma reached down, placing her hands on the back of Harry's head and encouraged him to continue the fucking of her pussy.

"Yes, fuck your little rich slut!" Emma yelled. "Fuck her harder…..pound my pussy! Show me what a big strong man you are and make me cum all over it over, and over again. Until you shoot a big nice load in my whore pussy, while you play with my big slutty tits!"

Harry pushed deeper inside of the White Queen. His hands caressed Emma's sinful body and he thrust deeper into her. His balls kept slapping against Emma when he rode her, pushing himself almost all the way into her and sliding out of her. He slammed back into her.

"Harry, fuck me like a two dollar whore!" Emma shrieked in his ear.

Daphne diddled herself. It was almost like her pussy felt how hard Emma's was being founded. It turned her on. It was like she was a voyeur with a very interactive and sexy experience. Her pussy stretched out by some kind of invisible force.

Emma bucked her hips like a wild woman and pushed them around Harry's intruding tool. She sensed even Harry reached his limit.

Harry battered Emma's pussy with a series of rapid fire thrusts. He ran his hands all over the White Queen's sexy body. He kept working her, pounding her pussy harder.

Emma enjoyed Harry banging her almost into a drooling mess. She wanted something from him, something nice and sticky to be poured into her pussy. She hung onto Harry's arm and moaned with a sensual whisper.

"Harry, it's time."

Harry smiled, and squeezed Emma's breasts. He would be the one to tell her it's time and not just a second before.

"Oh, ladies…."

"I'm not a lady, I'm a slut, your slut," Emma said, massaging Harry's bicep with a sexual smile. Her hips grinded against him to encourage Harry to push on through. "But, I'd happily lead the way."

Emma's legs tightened around Harry's hips and held him in close to her. Her cunt muscles squeezed the intruding manhood.

Emma's orgasm opened the door for Harry to push his hard and throbbing cock inside her, emptying his balls in her sweet and savory snatch. Harry came hard and fast inside Emma, her eager cunt milking up every drop he had.

Daphne collapsed in a moan. She drooled from two different months.

Harry pulled out of Emma, leaving her slumping back on the chair. He turned back to Daphne on the bed, legs spread, cross eyed, and drooling. Her pussy dripped like a broken faucet.

"Emma, did you forget to disconnect yourself from Miss Greengrass?"

Emma managed to pull herself away from the sexually bliss she felt to look at Daphne and the state, the dripping, drooling state, she found herself in. In her haste to get fucked, Emma neglected to do something.

"Whoops," Emma said, in a sheepish voice. "Don't worry, she's still breathing."

Harry shook his head and sighed.

'Good thing I know how to revive someone.'

Harry's hard cock gave Daphne's nervous system the jolt it needed for her to return to the land of the consciousness.

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