Lord of the Land

This chapter has Hermione performing oral sex on Draco just warning you.
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Hermione got to the house, as Draco was about to yell again standing on the stoop.
“Where have you been? I want you to stay near the house.” He stepped down and pulled her by the arm into the house.

“Draco I have to go to the graveyard to finish up a few things.”

“You can do it tomorrow.” He said closing the door and unbuttoning his shirt.

“No Draco I really need to finish it tonight. It won’t take long.” Hermione hoped.

“No.” he said in a way that Hermione knew all to well. He wanted to have her.

Hermione thought ‘if I let him have me now maybe he’ll fall asleep.’

“Draco did you take the potion?” she asked him.

An evil laugh he let out meant ‘yes’.

She’ll have to endure him twice at least tonight, well the faster the better.

Hermione undress rather quickly watching Draco in the front room. She would usually go to the bedroom but she wanted to catch him off guard and see if she could get what she wanted.

She felt strange being half naked, but she stood there. He pulled off her chemise and forced her onto the couch. Draco pushed her legs apart. The next moment he was slamming his long white meat into her. She let out a moan thinking it might help things go faster, it did painfully though.

Draco was about to cum when suddenly she though of something Hermione had said. She told him “Stop. Pull out.”
Caught off guard he did. Hermione took hold of his penis and bent it down with a thumb pressing on the base so he couldn’t cum when he penis flexed.
“What are you doing?” he yelled.

“Trust me you’ll enjoy this.” she said with an unhappy grin on her face. She hoped that he would pass out after one releasing orgasm.

She let him insert himself back inside her and again he started to fuck her.

A few minutes later again she told him to pull out just as he was about to come.
He did. Again she bent him around and applied pressure.

Once more Draco put himself in and continued to bang Hermione hard.

This time she let him explode with several elated moans and groans. Hermione held on to the frame of the couch as he came, she winced at every pulse. She pulled away from him when she couldn’t stand the pain any longer.
Draco fell over onto the floor convulsing as he continued to ejaculate.

Hermione watched him twitch and spasm. He had a pained look on his face.

Hermione got up and walked to the bathroom. She got cleaned up and dressed. She went back in to the room looked at her husband who now had a funny smile on his face. He was still ejaculating on himself sprawled out on the floor.

She cleaned Draco up and got him on to the couch with a wave of her wand.

Noticing that he was still ejaculating she put a thick rag around his penis to absorb the fluid that was still pulsing out of him.

She left the house and went to the barn to get the cart.

The sun had set a while ago so Hermione rode the horseless cart with a spell as fast as she could to the graveyard on the bumpy road.

The Weasleys had just gotten there themselves. Luckily they only had to dig up one grave. Mr. Weasley lit a pipe and put it between his teeth. It was much nicer smelling than the air around them. Two more coffins were still not buried and in the warm night the stench was awful.

Within fifteen minutes the boys found Mrs. Granger and of course Annie under her.

The men put the coffins in the back of the cart.

The cart moved silently on the road. They rolled to the back of the house.

The Weasley boys helped Hermione bury her mum and cousin as quickly and quietly as possible. Annie was placed in front yard near the gate and Hermione’s mum in the garden.

Hermione kept her fingers crossed hoping not to uncover any relatives at the same time looking out for people who may be walking by and of course Draco.

She thanked Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, George and Ron for all their help as they patted down the loose dirt and smooth it over.

As they were about to leave Mrs. Weasley gave Hermione a hug and said, “I’ll see if I can find a jeweler to get an anti-charm blade for that ring of yours. I’ll invite you over for tea in a day or two since you are in mourning. We’ll see what else we can do to help. Get some rest,” and smiled.

“Oh Mrs. Weasley, you were right I am …” Hermione touching her belly.

“I know dear, you’re all a glow and Harry’s thrilled,” and she patted her shoulder.


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“All a glow?” Hermione wondered looking into the full size mirror in the hallway.
‘Sweating and dirty is more like it’ she thought to herself.

She looked in the front room; where Draco was on the couch, sound asleep.

She was going up the stairs went Posy popped her head out of the bedroom, “ There you are. What did you do to him? You’re trying to kill him aren’t you? Draco wouldn’t wake up.”

“Posy we’ve had a long day and I’m very tired. Draco had his.needs met for tonight. Let him sleep. If you want, YOU can go home.” Hermione said walking passed her to go to the other bedroom.

Hermione got dressed for bed, but decided to check on Draco just incase.

He was still on the couch but the rag was soaked and Draco looked odd.
His lips were very dry as well as his tongue, which was hanging out of his mouth. Hermione listened to his heartbeat and breathing. They were both unusually fast.

She then noticed the blanket was soaked as well as the couch.
She knelt down on the floor and saw the liquid had gone through the couch and was leaking on to the floor. Hermione was surprise Draco was still alive. She wondering if he had any bodily fluids left in him.

She brewed some purple hydrating tea for Draco. Hermione made Draco drink as much as he could in his groggy condition. She then let him fall back to sleep on the couch.

After that she went up the stairs to her parent’s room slid into a comfortable bed.
Every now and again she heard a squeal and bang in her old room.

Maybe Posy was having a bad dream.
But then Hermione heard a male voices and realized she had company.

Hermione was drifting off the sleep thinking ‘I’ll burn those sheets in the morning.’

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Draco woke up a little confused but with a smile on his face.
He said he wanted breakfast and Hermione made him poached eggs, toast with jam, sausage and more purple tea.

She could barely stand the smell so she had to go outside.
She saw the fresh mound of dirt where Annie was buried.
Hermione thought it would be a good place to plant rose bushes seeing that Annie love roses.

Hermione looked in the garden to see how noticeable her mother’s grave was.

Hermione looked at the rocks on the side of the barn that she and Harry had moved months before. Only one had marking on it, but that rock had been there for years and hadn’t been in the garden.

Hermione wondered where Harry was now, home asleep perhaps.

Hermione heard voices in the kitchen and knew Posy must be up.

She walked in the kitchen to see Crabbe, Goyle and Posy sitting at the table waiting to be served.

The three demanded their breakfast.
Hermione told them to get it themselves, as she was feeling ill.

Draco got up and nudged her toward the fire,
“Darling get your guests some breakfast.”

“I don’t feel well Draco, Posy can get them something.” Hermione said attempting to hide her anger.

Almost laughing at the suggestion Draco said,
“Posy doesn’t know how to cook.”

“Well then she should learn. Shouldn’t she be getting married soon to someone, anyone.”

“Alas my poor sweet Posy can’t bear children,” Draco said dramatically going over to her and patting Posy on her shoulders as if to comfort her.

“I can’t bear her,” she said under her breath.

“So there’s no need for her to get married,” Draco commented,
“Now get our guest some breakfast.”

Hermione somehow kept herself from getting sick while preparing breakfast for Posy and the boys.

She accidentally dropped an egg behind Posy’s chair; it of course splattered all over the floor. As Hermione cleaned the egg off the floor she smelled a bad odor.

She quickly cleaned the floor and threw the rest of the eggs out which she was assumed had gone bad too.

Needing more eggs she went into the barn and got two that were in the nest, and dodged three eggs that the gnomes throw at her.

She couldn’t curse the gnomes she realized that they broken open a huge bag of chicken feed. They also let the cow out of the pen so the animal roamed the open field for weeks. The horse got out by escaping after kicking the stall door open.

Hermione went back in to the kitchen and continued to cook breakfast but every now and again she could smell that fowl odor.

Hermione tried to eat but her stomach just rolled each time she put food to her lips.

She went up to her bedroom and stripped the bed. She could smell that fowl odor again on the sheets. Hermione threw the sheets out of the window just to get them out of the room.
She put them in with the firewood so she would remember to burn them.

It took Hermione two days to get the farm back into some kind of working order.

Draco had had enough of farm life so he dragged Hermione off the farm and back to the Malfoy estate.

Hermione begged him to let her go back for a couple of days to care for the animals.

He finally did.

Hermione thanked him over and over.
All she wanted was to go home.
She knew no one else could work the land so Hermione, after a lot of crying, decide to ask her neighbors if they wanted the cow and chickens.

They did and were most grateful to her as they lost their cow to the Malfoys and barely getting by with the few chickens they had.
They told Hermione that she should come and get the milk, cheese and eggs when she needed them.

Draco showed up the second night, as he wanted to be satisfied by her. Hermione knew that even in her own home she was going to be trapped.


She was changing the linings on her bed. She no sooner smoothed out the top sheet than Draco came up behind her,
“Just in time.” He undressed her.

He took off his clothes looking at her like a piece of meat.
Draco grabbed the back of her head and pulled it toward his face.

He licked her lips with the tip of his tongue. He almost never kissed her so Hermione was apprehensive on what he was up to.

“Give me your tongue,” Draco ordered.

Hermione swallowed hard and then opened her mouth slightly and stuck out her tongue.

He licked and caressed her tongue with his own. He swirled his around her tongue, sucked it, and flicked it with his tongue.
Leaving a lot of his saliva on it.

“Now dear wife do that back to me…” putting his hands on her shoulders and pushing down hard.

Hermione landed on the knees.
She looked up at Draco. He had his hand on his hard cock posing it toward her mouth.

“Please Draco I’m nauseas.” Hermione said.
Draco smiled turned and went in to the hallway and was back a few seconds later.

“Drink this,” giving her a vial of what looked like tar.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Drink it now,” he demanded.

The vial was at her lips the next instant and she drank down the thick potion.

Draco moved his penis to her lips and rubbing it again them,
“Come now” he made noises as though she was a dog, “ come on open up like a good girl,” gently urging her to take his cock into her mouth.

Hermione’s heart was beating fast she was terrified at the size of him.
Her mouth slowly opened to allow his entrance.

It was warm, hard, and very big. The head was velvety and pinkish the skin after the shaft was pale and bulged with blue and purple veins.

Hermione manage to get the head in her mouth but when Draco tried to shove the rest in she gagged and pulled away.
“No damn it. Lick it. Use your tongue,” he said angrily with clenched teeth.

Hermione licked and swirled her tongue around the head of his penis. She licked the shaft and caressed his sack. A feeling of wanting to really please him came over her.
“Is this to your liking?” She asked.

Draco looked at little surprised and smiled at her,
“Your mouth is .. for sucking me not talking.”

“Yes, sorry.” and she started to suck the head of his penis.

Hermione started to sweat being nervous that she wasn’t pleasing her husband. While doing her duty she wondered if he took the potion.

Hermione figured she would have to grin and bare it.
The head got bigger in her mouth as she sucked and swirled her tongue around it.
She moved her hands up and down his long shaft, keeping the head in her mouth.

Hermione feel Draco playing with her hair. Running his fingers through it and tossing it.
Hermione knew what he was going to do next and it scared her.

The head of Draco’s cock got bigger and bigger by the second.
Hermione felt his hands start to pull her head closer to him and his penis farther into her mouth and nearly down her throat and held it there.

The first wave of ejaculate shot down her throat and Hermione couldn’t breath.
She pushed off of Draco’s hips with all her strength as his orgasm continued, the foul liquid escaping the corners of her mouth.
She finally broke free gagging, spitting out his semen which tasted sour and bitter. Her eyes watered from choking, and she had burning sensation from the semen in her throat.

Draco’s cum was all over her and the floor.
The feeling of wanting to please him faded and was replace with disgust and loathing.

She got up off the floor and wiped her face as she walked to the bathroom. Hermione washed herself off and got a cloth to clean the floor.

Draco was asleep by the time she came back and stayed that way the whole night.

The next day Mrs. Weasley did what said she would do and Hermione got an invitation to a tea over her house.
Draco told her to apologize but ‘they couldn’t make it.’

“But why?” Hermione asked.

“I don’t trust her or that family. They were to keep Lord Potter away from you. But instantly they let him bed you at his estate. God knows how many times he’s had you,” Draco said with disgust.

“Then I’ll write to her and tell her we can’t make it.” Hermione said in a disappointed tone.

The next day again they got an invitation to tea this time from the Woods.
Draco told Hermione to say they were going to attend the tea and reminded her that she was to stay in the same room as he.

However when they got there, it was a house full of women and Oliver signaled to Draco to follow him outside with the rest of the men who were talking about Quidditch.

Hermione was left alone with a good number of the village women.
Katie Belle Wood, the lady of the house, welcomed Hermione and had her sit down at one of tables in the sitting room.

The women talked about everything.
Mrs. Weasley sat down next to her and asked how she was.

“I’m sorry we couldn’t make it yesterday.” Hermione said looking around to see it Draco was around and watching her.

Mrs. Weasley said, “I understand dear, marriage takes a bit of getting used to.” she said in a weird code.

“Yes. I’m still getting use to everything,” Hermione said.

Mrs. Weasley poured her some tea and said
“Things have a way of working themselves out you’ll see,” smiling in questioning way. As if to say ‘ do you get what I am saying?’

“I hope so. I liked it better before. At home,” Hermione commented.

“Drink your tea Hermione and have some tea cakes, they’re wonderful together. “

The tea tasted like rosehips and caster oil, not the regular tea people have at this kind of function.

She took few sips here and there of the tea with a cake, and Mrs. Weasley asking how she liked tea cakes.

Hermione had drunk half of the cup of tea when Mrs. Weasley accidentally hit Hermione’s teacup, spilling it.

“Oh how clumsy of me. I’m so sorry Hermione.” and Katie came over with another cup of tea.

Hermione took a sip of the pink tea that was given to her,
‘Strawberry tea .. now that’s more like it’ she thought.

The women talked for hours. Hermione asked Mrs. Weasley if she had heard from her father or aunt.

“No, I sorry I haven’t. Remus is down in Australia now trying to find your father.” she said moving closer to her.“ His lordship is worried about you Hermione. He and Sirius are working like mad men trying to come up with a plan and back up plan to get you free.”

“Has anyone found a jeweler with a blade to cut this off?” Hermione asked.

“We will.” Mrs. Weasley said putting a comforting arm around Hermione.

The party seem to be winding down and soon after, Draco slowly made his way though all the women to retrieve Hermione.

Draco had a great time talking to the men about quidditch and how they were going to get together for a game.