To The Devil's Doorstep

Disclaimer: I don’t own these wonderful characters. JKR does. I’m just playing with them for a bit.


Chapter Ten
Beginning to Clean


Hermione didn’t really need an escort back down to the dungeon she was going to be cleaning. Lucius knew this but wanted to watch her for a little while. He was being serious with her when he told her that he wanted to see how well she would be cleaning the room.

They walked silently down to the dungeons with Hermione walking slightly behind the lord of the manor. They quickly made their way to the dungeon that Hermione was to be cleaning that day. Lucius opened the door and preceded her into the room.

Sitting there waiting for her was a bucket of never-ending warm soapy water, numerous brushes and sponges and other cleaning accoutrements. She was no stranger to cleaning the muggle way. She had chores when she went home for holidays as a student and of course, she didn’t use magic to do them at home when she was a youth. This room in particular wouldn’t be hard to clean. It just had a slight layer of dust and very little grime. It would just take some time.

Lucius looked at her closely as she took in the supplies provided to her. The young witch didn’t seem to be fazed in the least. He used his wand to conjure a comfortable armchair to sit on as he watched her. Before taking his seat, he turned to her.

“Miss Granger, do you have everything you need to begin?” Lucius asked her politely.

“Yes Sir” she replied.

“Please begin then. I will be seated over here to make sure you are doing your job correctly.” He then walked over to the chair and seated himself in it, waiting for her to begin.

Hermione leaned over to retrieve the bucket and brushes and walked over to one of the walls. There was a ladder there for her and she surmised that she was going to have to scrub the room from top to bottom. Climbing the ladder with the now-soapy brush in her hand and began scrubbing the wall from the top down.
She was thorough in everything she attempted; she was scrubbing down the wall in a timely manner. Lucius watched her reaching and stretching to get to every nook and cranny of the stone wall. She was doing a good job and he said nothing, just letting her continue on her work. After watching her diligently clean for almost an hour, he saw her once more retreat from the ladder.

She didn’t want to take a break but her shoulders were starting to cramp up from stretching so much. She looked over at Lord Malfoy discreetly, vowing she would not take a well-deserved break until he left. Surely he must have to go to work soon.

Lucius did indeed have to get to work at the Ministry soon but he also wanted to take the witch once before he left. When he saw her come down from the ladder and lean over the bucket to rinse off the scrub brush she had been using, he rose from his seat and went up behind her silently. All those years as a deatheater had left him quite stealthy.

“You’re doing a fine job Miss Granger” he said seductively into her ear.

Hermione shivered at his warm breath on her and replied “Thank you Sir.”

Lucius noticed the affect of his voice on her. He ran his tongue along the back of her neck, while wrapping his arms around her waist. Hermione sighed as she felt his strong arms wrap around her, his tongue feeling like fire on her skin. He moved his hands up to the buttons on her uniform, deftly undoing them, still running his tongue along her neck and shoulder blades.

He had undone the buttons to her waist and turned her to face him. She looked up into his steel gray eyes and felt the longing begin to swell in her body. Lucius saw the look of longing in her eyes and held her away from him slightly.

“Do you want me Miss Granger? Would you like me to take you right here?” Lucius asked her silkily.

“Yes Sir” she replied shakily. “Please Sir.”

“That’s a good little pet. You asked me so nicely that I believe I will grant your wish for you.”

“Th-thank you Sir”

He finished unbuttoning her uniform, letting it fall to the floor. He surveyed the slight red marks on her sides and, even though he knew that they had come from his son the evening before, looked at her with surprise. He couldn’t let her know he had been watching her.

“Why Miss Granger, what on earth are these marks from?” he asked as he ran his fingers over them lightly.

Hermione looked down, not wanting to tell him that Draco had given them to her the night before.

“Tell me Miss Granger, or I shall have to put a halt to this for today” he said with authority in his voice.

“The marks are from my chores with young Master Malfoy last night Sir.” Hermione told him, still looking down.

“Were you disrespectful to my son?”

“No Sir. I did as requested.”

“Miss Granger, why is it you won’t look at me when you are speaking. Did you do something to be ashamed of?”

“No Sir.”

“Did you enjoy the ‘chores’ Draco requested you to perform?” he asked raising her face to look at him.

Hermione blushed furiously, replying “Yes Sir.”

Lucius felt his erection getting harder as he asked her each question and made her respond. He pulled the witch close to him and kissed her harshly, thrusting his tongue deeply into her mouth. He let his hands wander freely over her luscious breasts, tweaking her nipples sharply. Hermione moaned softly, feeling her nipples hardening under his talented fingers.

She put both of her hands on his chest, feeling his hard muscles underneath his shirt. Gods, how she wanted to his body. He again pushed her back, looking at her in her bra and panties. Her young body was so curvaceous; he wanted to see it all.

“Miss Granger, please undress me. I’d like you to see me, all of me.” Lucius told her.

Hermione began unbuttoning his shirt quickly. She wanted to see all of him also. She revealed his alabaster skin and gasped as how muscular he was. He had a gorgeous body, even though it did still bare the scars of Lord Voldemort. If possible, the scars made him even more attractive, as they told her of the torture he endured at the hands of his Dark Lord. She leaned in and began licking and nibbling on his chest, biting lightly on his nipples. He hissed at feeling her tongue and teeth on him, feeling a sharp jolt shoot straight to his hard cock. He was holding her closely and she could feel his erection jump as she ran her tongue gently over his scars, savoring the taste of him.

As she continued to lave him with her tongue and teeth, she undid his trousers, which were painfully tight on him at this point. She pushed them down off of him, leaving him to step out of them and stand before her in his black silk boxers. He quickly unsnapped her bra, flinging it to the floor as he ravished her breasts. He took one hand in each side of her thong and ripped them off of her, leaving her young body exposed to him completely.

Hermione was moaning at the attention he was giving to her breasts but wanted so much more. She reached into his boxers, grasping his rock hard erection in her petite hands and pumping it. Lucius let out a grunt as he felt her warm hands encircle his member as she began to take matters into hand. He reached down and quickly disposed of the rest of his clothing leaving them both standing there with nothing between them.

Lucius picked Hermione up easily and set her on the table in the middle of the room, the one he had bent her over the previous day. He began kissing her again passionately, as he let his fingers reach down and stroke her clit slightly. She jumped at his touch and let out a yelp of pleasure. She was definitely ready fro him. He could feel her juices flowing from her center.

He pulled her to the edge of the table and thrust his cock into her roughly. Oh how he wanted this witch. He pounded into her repeatedly, feeling her warm tight walls clench around him. She was leaned back onto her elbows, watching him fuck her mercilessly, feeling her body react to him.

He stopped thrusting into her long enough to put both his hands under her ass and lift her hips to get a better angle, before pounding into her again. At this angle he was hitting all her right spots to send her reaching for the edge of her climax. Hermione fell back onto the table, unable to hold herself up as the waves of orgasm began deep within her.

“Come Miss Granger. Come for me” he told her breathily.

“Oh Gods Sir” she screamed out as she felt her body climaxing.

She felt the warmth burst from her as she came hard around Lucius’ cock. Feeling her pussy walls constrict around his aching cock put Lucius over the edge as he felt his release flood from him, pouring into her. He emptied his seed into her and fell on her lightly, spent.

She lay on the table enjoying feeling Lucius’ warm body cover her. They both took a few minutes to catch their breath before stirring. He slowly leaned up off her, looking at her intently. She lay there with her eyes closed and a small sated smile on her face. Finally opening her eyes to look at him, she couldn’t detect the look he was giving her but it wasn’t of hatred or anger so she was pleased.

He got off the table and scourgified both of them quickly before he began dressing wordlessly. Hermione sat up and began to climb off the table also. She fetched her scattered clothing and began to put them back on. Lucius picked up her panties and with a quick flick of his wand he repaired them handing them to her.

“Thank you Sir” she said.

“You’re welcome Miss Granger.” he replied.

“Sir, would it be ok if you called me Hermione?” she said quietly, not quite meeting his eyes.

“If you would like me to, but only in private. In front of others, I will still refer to as Miss Granger.”

“Thank you Sir.”

“You’re welcome Hermione, my pet. Now I must be going to the Ministry. If you would please continue cleaning, and when you are done you may return to your room.” he told her congenially.

“Yes Sir.”

And with that he turned and left to go to work.

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