[SilentFeather]

Harry grunted as his innocent body was being dominated from behind ever so violently, it being cut off by a moaning as he was slammed into with enough force to add a bruise to him. He felt as though his very insides wee being rearranged with each plowing. He gripped the front of the desk, trying to clench and grit his teeth but he had been caught off guard by such things.

He cried out, clenching his grip on the desk a bit tighter, struggling to hold onto it, to be strong as he was meant to be. His ears slightly perked upward upon hearing the sound of the wooden door being knocked upon but just thought that he was simply delirious, that he was merely hearing things that just weren't there, proceeding with continuing to offer his body to his forceful beloved.

When the meantime occurred, as Harry's insides and canal were decimated, he cried out, one final time. And although he tried not to, he felt his body give in, his heart straining to stay conscious, to remain alert and ready for further command. As time passed he noticed how strained his Professor's throbbing girth was within him, and without warning he was exploded into, becoming of more like a "cum dumpster".

But through it all, he dared not to complain. Even when he felt like he could barely proceed with movement.