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My Fiancée Likes to Be Humiliated Part 7 Finale
🕑 Added 2024-05-19 15:59:01 +0000 UTCAN: This is commissioned for an anonymous user.
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Throughout all of the matches Harry had sat through, none of them had the buzz that this match did. The one against the Ballycastle Bats had been incredibly close to this, but this one was so much more electrifying. Thousands of people were on their feet, screaming, crying, and cheering with joy as the match went on. Harry was right in the middle of them shouting cries of support at the top of his lungs as his fiancée scored yet another goal.
“And that’s three-hundred-and-ninety points to the Harpies, who have had just the most remarkable season, against the Cannons’ seventy points!” The announcer shouted as Ginny zoomed past his booth.
“No! You’ve got to stop those!” Ron shouted at Harry’s side as one of the Cannons’ players drifted past, looking dejected. “Honestly, the Keeper’s an absolute mess, and our Beaters haven’t done shite all match!”
“It’ll be alright, mate,” Harry said as he patted his friend’s back. “There’s always next year.”
Cannons’ fans had been saying that for over a hundred years now. It’d become a sort of joke, but there was always a glimmer of hope each time it was said.
“Yeah, there is,” Ron sighed.
“At least Ginny’s having quite the match,” Harry grinned as Ginny snatched the Quaffle right out of the hands of one of the Cannons’ chasers.
“I can be happy for her after the match is over, but Quidditch is serious business,” Ron insisted. “On the pitch, loyalty to your team trumps all.”
Harry laughed at Ron’s familiar antics and quickly turned his attention back to the match.
“Cannons’ Beater Lysander Patridge is caught in a tight corkscrew as he battles with Dahlia Meadows to stop her from catching the Golden Snitch!” The announcer shouted. “The Cannons’ Seeker, Rhys Scott, needs to get over fast while Patridge buys him time!”
The man was right. Harry had spotted the Snitch moments after Meadows started to move towards the far side of the pitch. It’d taken Scott too long to realise what was happening, but he was zooming to get there fast. No one but a seeker was allowed to catch the Snitch, so all Patridge could do was try to distract Meadows and block her from ending the game.
“And Weasley scores another ten points for the Harpies!”
Harry glanced up to see Ginny making another victory lap around the pitch with Demelza at her side. The two had been playing perfectly in sync all day, and it’d been a delight to behold.
Suddenly, Gwenog Jones started waving her hands wildly in the air, and all of the Harpies players converged towards Meadows to help her out.
Evidently, they’d decided to put a stop to this game here and now while they had the lead well in hand. Even if the Cannons managed to even up the score by getting thirty-three goals, the points from catching the Snitch would see the Harpies come out on top.
Realising the Harpies’ strategy, all of the Cannons’ players left their positions too and dove down to stop Meadows from getting the Snitch.
It was a chaotic mess as all fourteen players swarmed around the Snitch like bees, aggressively jostling for position and to stop the other side’s plans. The Cannons weren’t even trying to get the Snitch themselves, as that would guarantee them a loss. They just wanted to disrupt play long enough for the Snitch to fly out of sight.
Ginny was right in the midst of it, elbowing Cannons’ players out of the way and jostling for position to give Meadows the pocket she needed to zoom forward and grab the Snitch.
The Snitch wasn’t making it easy on anyone, and the crowd was roaring with approval as everyone played their hearts out.
“Meadows is still on the chase!” The announcer screamed. “There’s two, no, three metres between her and the Snitch now. She just needs an extra little push!”
A Bludger came flying in, breaking up the play. Meadows swooped around to the right, following the Snitch perfectly, right when a Cannons Beater smashed the Bludger towards her back. Meadows didn’t even see it coming, but Ginny did.
Ginny dove in just in time and blocked the Bludger with the handle of her broom. It shattered into fragments, and without any ability to control herself, Ginny started spiralling down in a nosedive towards the ground.
Harry sucked in a deep breath as he stood higher on his tiptoes to watch his fiancée fall. It wouldn’t be her first crash landing on the pitch. She knew how to survive them, but with their wedding so soon…
And then, in a flash, her captain, Gwenog, was there to catch her. She nearly speared Ginny with the end of her broom as she swept past her, grabbing her at the last possible second and yanking her up onto her broom.
Ginny’s broom crashed on the ground just as Ginny and Gwenog flew up towards the sky together.
“Meadows has done it!”
Harry’s head swivelled to the Harpies’ Seeker instantly. She had the gleaming Snitch in her grasp, held high above her head for all to see.
“And that’s the match! Five-hundred-and-fifty points to the Harpies and seventy to the Cannons! The Harpies have now officially placed top of the British and Irish Quidditch League and won the League Cup for only the seventh time in their team’s history!”
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Day drifted into night and back into day again before Ginny found herself being pulled away from the celebrations with her team by her fiancé. The magical section of Holyhead hadn’t slept since their team won the League Cup. It was the first time in over two-hundred years that the team had won it, and everyone seemed over the moon about the success.
Harry had joined in the celebrations too, but there was a slightly more important event taking place that couldn’t be ignored.
“Take this Sober-Up potion,” Harry said as he passed the vial into Ginny’s hands.
The world danced in Ginny’s eyes as she eyed the vial. The crystal sparkled in the daylight, and the liquid inside looked as clear as gin.
“Mmm ‘kay,” she slurred her words before downing the potion like it was a shot of alcohol.
The fog cleared from her eyes in seconds and a look of panic overtook her face. “What day is it?” She tittered nervously. “Did we… I mean, did I miss our wedding?”
“No,” Harry laughed loudly. “You weren’t partying for that long. It’s still three days away.”
“Oh thank Merlin,” Ginny breathed a sigh of relief. “Why did you pull me from the party then? You’re more than welcome to come in and join us, you know.”
“I have a feeling the party was about to wind down anyhow,” Harry said with a knowing glint in his eyes.
Ginny frowned at that. Why would the party be winding down? It’d been going strong just a minute ago.
“I have a surprise for you,” Harry interrupted her musings before they could go any further. “It’s back at home, and I think you’ll love it.”
Ginny perked up as a million possibilities ran through her mind. She loved getting presents from Harry; he was always so thoughtful in choosing just the right one for her so that she was never disappointed, not that she would be given all the effort he went through to make her feel truly special to him.
“Is it a new broom?” Ginny asked curiously.
“Nope,” Harry made a popping sound with his lips as he shut her down. “And don’t bother trying to guess because I won’t tell you what it is even if you get it right.”
“So it could be a new broom,” Ginny pointed out.
“Nope,” Harry replied with a cheeky grin.
“Alright, take me home already,” Ginny grumbled as she grabbed his arm. She was practically bouncing with excitement as he apparated them back home. “Where’s the gift?”
“It’s in our room upstairs,” Harry answered, letting her go so that she could rush forward.
Ginny did exactly that, literally sprinting upstairs. She could hear Harry following close behind her, so she slowed her steps so that he could catch up to her. It was only fair that if he was getting her a present that he should be able to see her reaction to it.
Harry came up behind her with an amused smile on his lips. He’d shrugged off his outer robes and had them draped over his arm. “Go on in,” he told her eagerly.
Butterflies danced in Ginny’s belly as she opened up the door and swung it open, and what she saw inside left her jaw hanging open.
There were six chairs set up in two rows on either side of the bed. Hermione, Fleur, Demelza, Rita, Andromeda, and Gwenog were all stripped completely naked and bound up tightly to the chairs. Thick ropes wrapped around their legs, keeping them spread wide open and revealing six Golden Snitches pressed right up against their clits. The ropes continued upwards, lifting and squeezing their breasts, and ended as gags in their mouths.
All of their eyes landed on Ginny as she stepped into the room. Belatedly, she realised that all of her clothes had been vanished off of her body the moment she stepped inside. She turned round to see Harry beaming at her, just as naked as she was.
“I figured that this would be a nice start to your hen do,” Harry said. “After we’re done here, you’ll be heading out with Hermione, Fleur, Demelza, and Gwenog to go meet up with some of your other friends before going away for a spa weekend.”
Ginny lunged forward and wrapped her fiancé up in a massive hug. “This is wonderful,” she said into his muscular chest.
“You were too busy to organise it yourself,” Harry chuckled as he hugged her back. “So Hermione and I came up with this plan. You have her to thank as much as me.”
“Thank you, Hermione,” Ginny called back to her as she glanced over her shoulder.
Hermione tried to reply, but the gag in her mouth muffled her words completely.
Ginny’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she turned back to Harry. “So, what was the plan here? I get to fuck you in front of everyone who you fucked in front of me?”
“Pretty much,” Harry nodded his head. “But I think a last minute adjustment is in order.”
Ginny raised an eyebrow at him, but he just responded by flicking his wrist towards the women. Suddenly, the ropes around Gwenog faded.
Back when Ginny joined the Holyhead Harpies, all of them had gone out for a night of drinking to celebrate and get to know each other a bit better. After one-too-many shots, Ginny had admitted her fetish to several members of the team. Most of them laughed it off, but Gwenog had been intrigued. It hadn’t taken more than a couple of nights before Gwenog was over at their house riding Harry’s cock while Ginny stared on in awe.
During the regular Quidditch season, Gwenog was often too busy for any activities like this, but she was a regular fixture at the Potter-Weasley household whenever the team had a break. Gwenog loved playing up her role by fucking Harry as hard and fast as she could, especially since she argued that it helped Ginny perform better than ever when the season started back up again.
“Gwenog saved you from a nasty fall today,” Harry pointed out. “It only seems right that she gets a little treat first while you take her place.”
Ginny shivered as she nodded her head eagerly. “That sounds like a fair reward,” she replied.
“Then this seat’s all yours,” Gwenog said as she got up and climbed onto the bed.
Ginny gingerly moved in between Rita and Andromeda to take her seat in Gwenog’s chair. The second her butt hit the cushion, those silk ropes reappeared and bound her to the chair just as they had Gwenog. That was fine enough, but then Ginny felt the cool metal of the Golden Snitch press against her labia. It took a moment to hone in on her clit, but once it did, it locked itself firmly in place.
Harry walked around her once to make sure that she was perfectly set in place. His cock was already starting to harden, and Ginny wanted so badly to reach out and grab it.
With his inspection complete, Harry climbed up onto the bed next to Gwenog. All of the chairs shifted slightly so that all of the women were staring head-on at the bed.
“Gwenog,” Harry grinned. “My dear fiancée’s going to get the shag of her life in a few minutes. Do you think you could get my cock nice and wet for her?”
“Yes, sir,” Gwenog purred.
Harry laid back on the bed as Gwenog nestled herself in between his thighs. Her athletic build left her body muscular but with plenty of curves. Everyone on the team loved giving her jiggly arse a spank when they were in the showers after a well-fought game.
“Oh wait,” Harry interrupted her before she could touch his cock. “I almost forgot.”
He flicked his wrist again, and Ginny felt something in between her thighs. She glanced down to see the Snitch sprout its wings, and then those wings started to flap up and down until the motion blurred.
Half a second later, Ginny felt it. The Snitch was vibrating in place.
“Mmph—” Ginny’s muffled voice sounded against the gag in her mouth. Her knees tried to twitch together as the sudden burst of pleasure struck her hard, but the ropes kept her legs wide open so that Harry could see exactly what was going on.
The other women each made their own sounds of pleasure as all of their Snitches started vibrating too. Fleur was directly across from Ginny, and her eyes were rolled back in her head as she literally leaned into the Snitch’s touch as best she could.
“Now you can start,” Harry grinned to Gwenog. His eyes quickly flickered over to meet Ginny’s gaze. He wanted her to watch as her captain sucked his cock.
It was so sexy the way he still focused on her even as other women did whatever they could with their bodies to try and win him over. A flood of arousal surged in Ginny’s core, and she could feel her pussy starting to get nice and wet for what was to come.
Harry gasped lightly when Gwenog parted her lips and took him inside of her mouth. Like with everything else in her life, Gwenog was intensely competitive, and that carried over to how she pleasured Harry. She cared little for her own pleasure—which she knew was bound to come eventually thanks to Harry’s size and skill—and instead focused on maximising her efforts on Harry.
Inch by inch, Gwenog’s lips dragged down Harry’s shaft. She twisted her hips back and forth as she worked her way down, making her arse sway for everyone’s viewing pleasure. Harry was groaning as his cock slipped into Gwenog’s throat. Her nose pressed down into his neatly-trimmed pubic hair, leaving no more of his shaft exposed to the air.
Ginny wished it was her in Gwenog’s place. She could practically feel her fiancé’s cock in her throat. Saliva pooled in her mouth, and she swallowed it instinctively, but that had the unanticipated effect of making her body rock forward slightly. The vibrating Snitch pressed down firmly on her clit, and Ginny opened her mouth in a cry of pleasure as it sent sparks throughout her body.
With Harry’s cock firmly lodged in Gwenog’s throat, the devilish witch started to hum around him. Ginny knew that it drove him wild, and tonight was no different. The second Gwenog started her antics, Harry grabbed two handfuls of her hair and bucked his hips upwards against her face. Gwenog took it all without complaint, having plenty of experience to fall back on to ensure that she gave Harry the blowjob of a lifetime. Even Fleur looked impressed by how well Gwenog was holding up.
Ginny’s chest heaved as she breathed deeply, making her breasts strain against the ropes that encircled it. Seeing her fiancé be given so much pleasure by another woman was turning her on so much more than could ever be put into words, and the Snitch on her clit was revving her up even more. She knew that her climax was close, but she didn’t want it to be from this toy; she wanted it to be from Harry’s cock.
Just when she felt like she was about to burst, the Snitch suddenly retreated from her clit.
“Wha—” Ginny’s muffled voice complained. She glanced down, gasping for breath, as the waves of pleasure started to recede before they could overwhelm her completely.
“I couldn’t have you cumming just yet,” Harry said cheekily to her.
Still holding Gwenog’s head against his crotch, Harry slowly sat up on his knees. His balls rested delicately against Gwenog’s chin as he made several, tiny little thrusts into her throat. Gwenog’s face was turning red from the lack of oxygen, but Harry held her there for just a few seconds longer until he felt like she could no longer take it. Then, he swiftly retracted his cock, letting everyone see just how much saliva was coating it.
Gwenog gasped for air as strands of saliva dripped out of her mouth and down onto her chin. “So fucking big,” she groaned as she reached out for his cock again.
Harry pulled away from her. “You’ve had your fun,” he told her. “Now, go take Ginny’s spot.”
Gwenog looked ready to argue, but she didn’t have much of a choice when Ginny’s bonds suddenly came undone. Ginny leapt onto the bed in between Harry and Gwenog and stared the woman down with a hard look until Gwenog admitted defeat and returned to the chair she’d been sitting on initially.
One by one, all of the Snitches stopped vibrating, giving the witches a moment’s reprieve. Ginny stared into each of their faces, seeing their red cheeks, breathless gasps, and lust-filled looks in their eyes.
“Now it’s your turn to show off for them,” Harry murmured seductively. “Why don’t you get on your hands and knees for me so that you can watch the lust on their faces when I fuck you?”
Fuck that sounded hot. Ginny assumed the position eagerly, sticking her arse up towards Harry with her dripping wet pussy on full display for him. Before he approached her, he gave another wave of his wand and sent all of the chairs moving to the foot of the bed. They arranged themselves neatly in a tight semicircle, making them all stare head-on at Ginny and Harry.
Harry’s hands found Ginny’s hips, and she felt his hot, hard cock prodding her thighs. Her pussy burned with anticipation.
Harry flicked the Snitches back on, and just as all of the women started to moan, he pushed into Ginny.
Bliss unlike anything else coursed through Ginny’s body as Harry’s thick cock stretched her pussy wide open. There was a sting of pain amid the pleasure as her body adjusted to his sizable girth, but the teasing from the Snitch before had left plenty of blood flowing in her nether regions, allowing her to adapt easily to Harry. He pushed as deep inside of her as he could go, filling her completely and making her body jostle forward from the force of his thrust.
Envy filled the room as the other women were reduced to getting their pleasure from a vibrating Snitch instead of Harry’s wonderful cock. Surprisingly, Ginny found that she revelled in being the one admired for once.
Harry started thrusting in and out of her tight pussy at a pretty fast pace. He obviously knew just how close she’d been to the edge only moments ago, and he seemed determined to build her right back up to that peak.
The brutal pounding left Ginny whimpering breathlessly. Her pussy felt like it was on fire as Harry ravaged her, and she wouldn’t have it any other way. “Oh, fuck yes, Harry!” She cried out.
The women jolted in their chairs at Ginny’s cry. Their own sounds of pleasure were completely drowned out underneath Ginny’s voice, and all of them were shifting desperately in their seats to try to get a bit more contact from the Snitches. However, Ginny could see that the Snitches were actively avoiding letting them do that. They were clearly designed to tease the user to the brink of their orgasm before backing off again.
It was a cruel and pleasurable torture, and Ginny was the only one who was going to be free of it it seemed.
“Merlin, you keep squeezing so tight around me,” Harry groaned. “It must really turn you on to be the centre of attention.”
“It does,” Ginny moaned.
All around her, the witches eyes were on her and Harry fucking. Hermione and Fleur looked ready to try to wandlessly dispel whatever magic was holding them in place so that they could get a piece of Harry, Andromeda and Rita had venom in their eyes as they stared at Ginny and wished that they were her, and Demelza and Gwenog both seemed like they’d be just as willing to fuck anyone in the room at this point if it’d let them cum.
Ginny’s arms started to struggle from the strain of being fucked so roughly that she just let herself fall forward onto the edge of the bed. Harry pressed her face down into the bedsheets as he continued to fuck her pussy, and Ginny did what little she could to keep her arse up in the air so that Harry had the perfect angle to fuck her silly.
“So good,” Ginny groaned as she balled up the bedsheets in her fists. She even bit down on them too as the sound of Harry’s hips smacking off of her arse rang out throughout their bedroom.
Every enthusiastic sound she made urged Harry on to fuck her harder and rougher. It was exactly the type of fun she needed to start off her hen do.
“Mpfh—” Andromeda screamed as the Snitch pulled away from her clit.
Ginny glanced up at the older woman with victory in her eyes. She loved humiliating Ginny whenever she and Harry visited her, and as much as Ginny loved it, sometimes it was important to reinforce the fact that Harry was ultimately hers.
“Yes!” Ginny cried out louder, barely having to exaggerate over the intense pleasure she was feeling.
The burning in her core rose up in intensity as her knees began to tremble once more. The feeling of Harry’s balls smacking off of her clit with each thrust was driving her mad, and the way his cock managed to stretch her out so perfectly wasn’t anything to dismiss either. Harry was simply incredible, and Ginny was thrilled to be marrying this man.
“I’m so close,” Harry warned her.
“Fill me up!” Ginny screamed as her pussy clamped down hard around his cock.
All of the air left her lungs as Harry rammed forward and started to cum inside of her. Ginny’s own orgasm hit her hard, and she found herself screaming into the bedsheets as tremors wracked her entire body. Harry’s hot, thick cum shot straight into her womb. With their wedding in only a few days, Ginny didn’t have to worry about taking her contraceptive potions anymore. Maybe today would be the day that he finally got her pregnant like they always talked about.
Ginny’s entire body sagged down onto the bed as relief and exhaustion flooded through her. Getting fucked by Harry was better than life itself.
Harry was gasping for breath overhead, still buried deep inside of her. “Do you think we should let them cum now?” He asked.
Oh, right.
Ginny glanced up at all of the women, who looked on with desire, resentment, and jealousy. They wanted to cum so desperately, but they were being kept right at the edge.
Ginny shot them all a grin. “I don’t know…”
The collective groans from all of them sent her into a fit of giggles.
“Maybe they should thank you for sharing me with them first,” Harry suggested.
“Brilliant idea,” Ginny beamed up at him.
All of their gags vanished, and Ginny was assaulted by a flurry of pleas.
“Thank you Ginny!” Hermione screamed the loudest. “Now, please!”
“I need to cum!” Rita howled as she thrashed against her bonds. “Just this once, please Ginny!”
“I’m going to burn up inside if I don’t cum!” Fleur shouted as her chest heaved. “Please, Ginny, I’m so sorry! Thank you for sharing Harry with us! Please, let me cum!”
All of them kept spouting off various other words of gratitude again and again while Ginny and Harry watched on with no small amount of amusement. After several seconds though, Ginny started to feel bad for them.
“Alright,” Ginny acquiesced. “Let them cum.”
Suddenly, the Snitches all pressed forward onto the women’s clits, and they all erupted into a flurry of cries of pleasure. One by one, they all came under the stimulating effects.
“I hope this was a fun time for you, my fiancée,” Harry murmured into her ear as he leaned down to kiss her.
It had been. And now, they had the rest of their lives together to look forward to.
Comments
Joe Matt
Loved the ending. Always thought this would be the perfect ending to the story. Ginny getting to be fucked by Harry while the girls she let humiliate her watch. Plus the chemistry between them was nice, and its great to see Harry as a thoughtful fiance. You and probably three others are the only ones who have gone with a cuckquean Ginny story. Usually we see stories with Ginny cucking Harry more, so this was in a way, refreshing. Looking forward to what you're planning next.
jp9901
Vengeance is best!
