While rummaging through old files, Harry immersed himself in the history of groundbreaking discoveries and abandoned projects. He found documents and drawings describing artificial external cores, but the project had been abandoned due to astronomically high production costs. Finally, allowing himself to close his eyes, he fell asleep.
He was awakened by an alarm, so he reached for it to turn it off. As he turned his head, he noticed that the side doors were opening again, and Tracey, a charming maid, entered with a bright, joyful smile on her face. Behind her, carrying a stack of clean linens, stood Gabrielle, a larger and well-endowed servant. Both were dressed in matching black and white maid uniforms, a sight that made Harry's morning excitement pulse.
"How is my Lord feeling this morning?" Tracey asked in an elegant voice.
"Waking up before sunrise will take some getting used to," Harry grumbled.
"If my Lord wishes to adjust the schedule," suggested Gabrielle, placing clean sheets on a chair and walking past Tracey by the bed, "you can speak to Mistress Fleur."
"No, it's fine," yawned Harry, swinging his legs off the mattress. "I'm just being grouchy. Don't bother."
"Oh dear," exclaimed Gabrielle, covering her mouth with one hand as she glanced at Harry's crotch. He looked down and felt embarrassed, seeing his morning erection tenting his boxer shorts. He quickly pulled the blanket over himself and looked at the two women.
They exchanged mysterious smiles and approached him in unison. Gabrielle grabbed the blanket and pulled it aside, while Tracey slowly unbuttoned the top of her white blouse, revealing her firm breasts held together by a bra.
"I was so jealous that Tracey was here to serve you without me, my Lord," Gabrielle said, her smile gentle and her touch soft as she pushed him back onto the bed, sliding her hand down to his boxer shorts. "Just relax, sir. Let us pleasure you."
"Both of you?" Harry said, incredulous.
Tracey looked at him with a big smile on her face as she skillfully removed her uniform, leaving her in a black bra and panties that showcased her tall, firm breasts and enticing figure.
Gabrielle removed his boxer shorts, leaving him completely naked. Gabrielle sat back on the bed, slowly unbuttoning the top of her uniform, and Harry's eyes widened as he caught sight of her massive breasts coming into view.
"We had a duty, sir," Gabrielle sighed, her uniform falling to reveal her glorious body barely contained by a white bra and panties, "Please let us... do this." Her lascivious grin mirrored Harry's aroused expression.
Bending at the waist, Tracey's petite hand surrounded Harry's cock, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from him. She smiled and glanced at her friend, who positioned herself on his other side. With delight, Harry watched as both women took turns sucking and licking his cock, their tongues expertly pleasuring him. The sensation of their mouths meeting on the head of his cock and the heavenly feeling of their tongues caressing his sensitive areas brought him to the peak of pleasure, culminating in his climax.
"I'm going to cum," Harry announced, and both women smiled, their eyes widening. Tracey increased the speed of her stroking, while Gabrielle's soft tongue glided along the length of his shaft, causing an eruption of pearly-white semen. The two women shared his cock, taking turns sucking and licking until he was clean. "Now that you're properly relaxed, my Lord," Gabrielle said, sitting back and unhooking her large white bra, "We can begin your morning workout." Her massive breasts came into view, and Tracey continued her slow stroking of Harry's cock, causing it to thicken at the enticing sight before him. Gabrielle discarded her panties and straddled Harry's body, her firm nipples grazing against his skin.
Harry reached up, pulling Gabrielle's face toward him and allowing his hands to explore her body. Meanwhile, Tracey guided his cock into Gabrielle's warm, wet folds. Gabrielle rode him with desperate passion, conveying her intense need. Her orgasm washed over Harry's cock within minutes, prompting him to flip her over and assertively thrust into her. He took one of her large, pink nipples into his mouth, intensifying his own impending climax. Withdrawing from her, he rose, feeling like the king of the world as he seized the now-naked Tracey. She giggled as Harry positioned her on top of Gabrielle, their mouths meeting in wet, passionate kisses, their wet pussies aligning with each other.
Harry pushed his hard cock into Tracey's tiny, wet pussy, sighing with pleasure as he felt her yielding to him. Her delightful whimpering filled him with pride. He fucked her with long, confident thrusts before withdrawing and plunging into Gabrielle. The girl moaned in surprise, and both women turned their heads to look at Harry, grinning.
Harry Potter reached deep inside Tracey many minutes later. The petite brunette was bent over, her face buried in the mattress. Gabrielle slid out from under her and was now pressed against Harry's side. The blonde's hand toyed with the other woman's clitoris and pussy as she offered Harry one of her large breasts to suck on. Harry's cock throbbed and released its load deep inside Tracey.
The trio collapsed onto the bed, sweaty and breathless from their exertions. Both women clung to each other, giggling with pleasure as Harry playfully spanked their firm asses. Harry rose from the bed and stumbled towards the bathroom, and the two women followed him. They all climbed into a deep bathtub, with Gabrielle filling it with hot water while
Tracey brought soap and sponges. They spent the next thirty minutes luxuriating in the warm, soapy water, before Harry took them both, one at a time, bent over the edge of the tub. As he reached his peak, he instructed them both to kneel beneath him, admiring as he sprayed his white load onto their beautiful faces. Both women swallowed his cum with smiles on their faces, then shared a passionate kiss, licking the remnants from each other's lips and chins.
Harry's morning workout was short and focused on cardio. Katie, as always, was in great spirits and delighted in using eager and horny maids. She acted like an older sister as they exercised together, offering advice and listening as Harry talked about the peculiarities of this new world. Before leaving, she gave him a piece of advice—reminding him that according to ancient traditions, he was now a lord and it was important for him to act accordingly. It wouldn't benefit anyone, especially himself, if he didn't embrace the power he now wielded.
Ten minutes later, Harry found himself at his small dining table, enjoying another perfectly balanced breakfast. His mind felt clear, and he had a sense of being a king or some kind of god. He never expected to have a threesome in his life, and now it seemed like he could have it every day if he wished. Shaking his head, he retrieved his notes from the previous day, reviewing the core project.
After breakfast, Harry headed downstairs to the laboratory, eager to start the day. He delved into the information, retrieving old records and data, cross-referencing them with what the women had told him the day before. He became deeply absorbed in his work, on the verge of a breakthrough. However, the more he delved into the data, the more impossible it seemed. Frustrated, he finally set it aside and focused on the day's tasks with Cho. They worked together on her device housing project, trying to determine if a series of ventilation ports could effectively cool it, preventing it from turning into a bomb after an hour of operation in high temperatures.
The day in the laboratory ended for Harry Potter and Cho on a frustrating note, as they failed to create a functional prototype. Harry spent hours tinkering with Cho's illusory models. Although he was learning the spell and considered himself competent, watching Cho effortlessly design complex components with small wand movements made him feel like a complete novice. However, throughout the day, Harry got to know Cho quite well. They had lunch together, engaging in conversations about her family.
Exhausted and mentally drained, Harry left the laboratory and headed to the kitchen for a snack. He encountered Narcissa and her little assistant, Padma, who were finishing their evening tasks. Narcissa pointed out the location of granola bars in the pantry, once again leaning over and unintentionally arousing Harry with her wide rear. He noticed that Padma was watching with eager interest.
Without hesitation, Harry pulled out his erect cock and slid it into Narcissa's tight, wet folds. He took her right there, bent over in the kitchen, while her petite assistant masturbated, watching them. When Harry felt Narcissa climax with trembling pleasure, he withdrew and approached Padma. The petite woman grinned widely as he entered between her spread legs and penetrated her tight pussy. Harry firmly grasped her narrow hips, thrusting forcefully. Although they had hardly spoken for over a minute, now he had her half-naked on the kitchen table, legs spread, begging him to fuck her harder.
"Take her, daddy," Narcissa whispered into Harry's ear as he fucked Padma, "Show her who her master is." Padma moaned with pleasure as Narcissa reached down and inserted a finger into her ass, teasing Harry's balls in the process.
"I'm cumming, Narcissa," Padma moaned, "Oh Lord!" Harry pulled out as her pussy stopped convulsing and watched as Narcissa's nimble hands stroked his cock, causing white, pearly cum to splash across Padma's stomach and apron.
Harry Potter left Narcissa and Padma in the kitchen, both of them buzzing with delight. As he entered his rooms, he found Fleur diligently putting away the last of his clothes in the wardrobe. She was dressed in her seductive uniform, and the sight of her perfect, well-endowed body sent a shiver through Harry's exhausted cock.
"My Lord," Fleur greeted him as he walked in, "I took the liberty of preparing a hot bath for you if you'd like to relax after a long day in the laboratory."
"That sounds amazing, Fleur," Harry replied, genuinely pleased and smiling, "You're the best, truly."
"Thank you, my Lord," Fleur beamed with delight at his words, "Please, let's get you out of these clothes."
She removed his pants and noticed the evidence of his recent encounter with the kitchen staff, causing a grimace to spread across her face as she looked up at him.
"I see that Narcissa and her helpers treated you well," she glanced shyly into his eyes, "If my Lord is too tired for any... assistance tonight, I can leave you to rest."
"No!" Harry murmured, realizing he could have another night with her, "Please, I would very much like for you to stay."
"With pleasure, my Lord," she said with a smile, taking his hand and leading him back through the dressing room and into the spacious bathroom. The mirrors were steamed up, and the tub was filled with hot, soapy water. Harry slipped into the inviting pool and turned around to see Fleur slowly removing her uniform, revealing a sexy lace white bra and panties underneath. She deftly folded the uniform and set it aside before removing her bra and panties. Though she was shy and moved quickly, Harry was delighted and took every second to appreciate her incredible curves.
"Fleur..." Harry breathed as she slid into the steamy water, "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen... and your body is absolutely amazing."
"Thank you," she responded, slipping into his arms, "I've always been unsure of myself and hated male attention, but when you look at me, my Lord... I find that I adore it." Her grimace turned mischievous as her hand slid beneath the bubbles, softly grasping his cock.
"Hmm, and I never could have imagined how good this would feel inside me," Harry pulled her closer, kissing her soft lips and feeling her body press against his. His hard-on pressed against her stomach.
They spent hours bathing each other and making love. Fleur rode him slowly and gently for a long time, her cries of pleasure and blissful expression driving Harry wild. She possessed an innocent charm yet had a pornstar's body and untapped desires as a teenager.