Heirarchy of Love (Previously Claim for Life)

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Chapter 19

As soon as they entered the room Hermione found her eyesight being obstructed by a blindfold as the two Veela herded her towards the bed, stripping her as they went. When the only thing she had left on was a thong she found herself thrown to the bed with chains attaching themselves to her limbs and pulling her spread eagle. Then there was silence.

Hermione moved her head slightly trying to make out the positions of her lovers in the room, there was some heavy breathing coming from the right side of the bed. Hermione sniffed the air and assumed it was Draco standing watch over her, and the thought of her pale lover ogling her practically naked body made her shiver with arousal as the apex of her thighs began to throb.

Draco noticed this and chuckled huskily, “Look, Master,” Hermione audibly gasped at the sound of Draco calling Blaise his master and the pulsing in her pussy increased. She tried to rub her thighs together to relieve some of the tension but the chains held her taut. Draco watched her closely, smirking lustfully, “She’s so wet, I knew we should have brought her here earlier.”

Blaise paused from the other side of the room to glance over at the squirming witch and his impassioned mate. He had been inspecting the items on the shelves, mentally noting everything that had been moved from the last time the room had been used. He smiled warmly at the sight of the witch writhing on the bed. They hadn’t even really touched her yet and she was already this sensitized, this was going to be a good day. Especially if she was out of her so called birth control pills and Draco and him had taken the male version of a fertility potion. There was no way this witch was going to make it through the month without getting pregnant.

Blaise paused by the three lashed whip that Hermione had tossed back on the shelf. He picked it up and sniffed it before turning to face the bed. Draco’s eyes immediately flew to the whip clasped in Blaise’s hands and he raised his eyebrows in askance at the Italian. Blaise nodded silently and started moving towards the bed. Hermione snapped her head towards the sounds of Blaise moving.

Hermione felt the bed dip and felt a soft, but firm hand caress the side of her face before tracing it’s way down her body stopping right at the edge of her thong. Hermione whimpered in need thrusting her hips towards the hand. Chuckling, Blaise pulled his hand away.

“Now, love,” Blaise cooed, “Mind telling us why you were here earlier and not in bed where we expected you to be? Did you think we wouldn’t be able to smell this room on you? The smell of our mates will find us always.”

Hermione felt something new start caressing her flesh; it was hard and almost felt like a thick stick.

“I was curious,” Hermione responded, silently breathing a sigh of relief that they couldn’t smell the potions lab on her. .

“Tsk, tsk, Hermione,” Blaise drawled, “I thought you were a fast learner. You already know to call me Master, and you even heard Draco use the title, don’t you think you should be using it now?” Blaise flicked her gently with the whip she had disturbed earlier. Hermione jumped and yelped, but not in pain. It didn’t hurt so much as it surprised her.

“I’m sorry, Master,” Hermione squeaked.

“Good girl,” Blaise stroked the bound witch’s hair, “This is the punishment room, Hermione. When we are in here you will always call me Master, do you understand?” He paused for a moment for her to give her affirmative before continuing, “Now, love, I am going to go slowly with you, I know you still don’t know your limits and I promised before never to pass them. I want you to choose a safe word so I know when to stop when I punish you love, and believe me you are going to be punished.”

Hermione paused for a second, tense, thinking about what her lover had just stated. Did she really think she could withstand a whip? Her thoughts drifted back to the whip she had picked up earlier that day and the magic pulsing through it. She knew neither Blaise nor Draco would do anything to seriously hurt her and they were giving her an out. She thought for a moment, searching for a word, “Sanctuary” she said finally.

Blaise smiled, “Alright love, not very creative, but we can work on that later.”

Draco was barely containing himself watching his Master prep their witch. He wanted nothing more than to ravish the girl right then and there, no more wasting time. Draco wanted Hermione pregnant almost more than Blaise did. Draco knew what it was like in the war, he had been to the Dark Revels, he had seen people tortured and killed in his own house and he wanted his mates as far from that as possible.

“Master, can I touch her?” Draco implored his dominant.

“No, Draco,” Blaise answered, firmly, “Punishment first, pleasure later.” Blaise paused for a moment, regarding the lusty blonde before smiling deviously, “Why don’t you pick out a few things?” he asked, motioning to the shelves. Draco’s eyes lit up with glee as he thanked Blaise and practically hopped over to the shelves.

Blaise turned back to the now apprehensive witch, “Don’t worry, love, I will tell you everything Draco picks out for you. I’m sure you’re going to love it all. But back to the issues at hand, what was it that prompted you to leave us this morning? Hmmm…?” Blaise rubbed the handle of the whip across Hermione’s hard nipples causing the girl to moan. “Don’t lie to me love, I know you didn’t go to the library.

“I…I…I….” Hermione struggled for words as she tried to ignore the sensations of the stick brushing against her nipples and to devise a decent cover story, “I wanted to get some air before you and Draco tied me to the bed,” she entreated.

“Is that so?” Blaise asked, “Then what brought you here?” He turned the whip around again and flicked her breasts with it. Hermione squeaked.

“I was curious, Master” she reiterated.

“And you just suddenly decided to investigate?” Blaise said with the air of one speaking with a lying child. Hermione nodded vigorously.

Blaise paused at length before breaking the tense silence, “Alright, love, I will believe you.” Before Hermione could breathe a sigh of relief Blaise continued, “But I will still need to punish you, you lied to me earlier and you defied my orders not to come here until I brought you.” Blaise pressed the whip into the valley between Hermione’s breasts, “Do you know what this is love? It’s the whip you were playing with earlier. You also need to learn to replace other people’s possessions, especially if you don’t have permission to be touching them in the first place.” Blaise flicked the whip once more across Hermione’s belly, a little harder this time causing the slightest tingle of pain, “You chose your whip well, love,” Blaise commented.

“I chose, Master?” Hermione asked.

Blaise smiled down at the witch even though she couldn’t see him, “Yes, you chose. You picked it up earlier and left it so obviously disturbed. This is the whip you wanted. I wonder what else you found in this room that you want to try,” Blaise mused, “Maybe if you’re good I will let you choose again one day.”

Draco returned and dumped his choice items on to the bed. Blaise rose from the bed and moved around to the other side to inspect the appropriateness of each piece. Hermione’s body was taut and she was moving her head trying to see past the edges of the blindfold to find out what was going on but to no avail so she decided to focus on the sounds

“…Her scent was all over that…” she heard Draco explain to Blaise and she froze. What else had she touched long enough to leave her scent? Her thoughts sprang back to the silver dildo and she gasped, her face darkening as blood rushed to the surface.

Blaise chuckled and leaned over to the blushing witch, “So you chose a few more things while you were here, eh cara?” Blaise ran the dildo softly down Hermione’s body, teasing her by staying away from her dripping vagina.

“Please…” The word slipped past Hermione’s lips accidentally.

“I thought you said you didn’t beg?” Blaise quipped and Hermione whimpered in response, “Maybe we’ll play with that later, if you’re good.” Blaise paused as he put the dildo back down before picking up something else, “Hermione, I am going to put a collar on you, are you alright with this.”

Hermione felt the fire of arousal blast through her body as she nodded her assent. Blaise leaned down and ghosted a light kiss on Hermione’s lips as he fastened the velvet lined collar around her neck. Blaise traced the material with his fingers.

“Beautiful,” he murmured, stepping back and turning to Draco. He whispered something in the pale boy’s ear so that Hermione couldn’t hear and immediately the blonde stripped; jumped on to the bed and gently began removing the chains from the cuffs binding the witch.

“Master?” Hermione asked tentatively.

“Shhh, love,” Draco whispered, “This is no time for talking, just listen, feel and obey.”

Hermione hesitated before nodding. Draco finished his task, rolled Hermione on to her stomach and guided her to her hands and knees over top of him. The feel of Draco’s hot flesh on hers was driving the fiery Gryffindor insane. She wanted to claim his lips and impale herself on his throbbing shaft that he was teasingly rubbing against her thighs and stomach, only occasionally slipped between her folds to rub against her pulsing pearl. Light fingers tracing the contours of her body didn’t make it any easier to bear.

“Fucking beautiful,” she heard Blaise mutter from directly behind her, she turned her obstructed gaze in his direction but Draco turned her face back to his.

“Focus on me love,” Draco commanded, tweaking her hardened nipples, “It’ll all be over soon.”

Hermione whimpered in nervous anticipation, advancing her face slightly hoping that Draco would take the hint and close the gap between them. He merely chuckled, “Persistent, aren’t you?” he twisted a nipple again and turned to Blaise, “How many?”

“15,” was the simple reply that put Hermione back on edge.

“I….I don’t know if I’m ready,” Hermione blurted.

“That’s why you have the safe word, love,” Blaise reassured as kindly as he could, “All I am asking is that you try. Can you do that? For me? For Draco?”

Hermione whimpered slightly and nodded, “Ok,” she said meekly. The final syllable was cut off by Draco’s lips pressing into hers, his tongue deep into the crevices of her mouth. She was breathless when he pulled back and screamed as the first lash of the whip caught her by surprise.

“Shhh, love, it’s alright,” Draco cooed into her ear, “We love you remember that.” He kissed the tip of her nose right before the next lash came down, slightly less hard than the first. Hermione whimpered but didn’t yell now that she knew what to expect.

The punishment continued, Blaise adjusting the force of the blows so it was not unbearable for the girl and Draco comforting and soothing her between smacks. Hermione knew she shouldn’t be enjoying it, that she had originally said no to whips and all this but she couldn’t help but get a secret thrill from the pain and the love that they were both showing despite their insistence of physical punishment. She wanted nothing more at this moment for the two of them to take her and fuck her until they all came.

When the fifteenth stroke fell Blaise immediately tossed the whip aside and joined his lovers on the bed, gently caressing the angry red welts on Hermione’s ass, kissing and licking the tender cheeks. Hermione mewled in a combination of pleasure and pain and found the sounds being swallowed by Draco’s hot mouth.

Blaise snaked a hand around her body and tested between her thighs. She was positively dripping with anticipation and her little nubbin was hot, hard and screaming for attention. Blaise brushed his finger up against it and was pleased to feel Hermione’s body go temporarily rigid at the contact. She tried to pull away from Draco’s kiss so she could vocalize her pleasure, but he was relentless in his kissing. Blaise kept teasing her clit and slit, holding her body still when the sensations caused her to twitch uncontrollably, but no matter how close he brought her, he never let her orgasm; pulling back before she had the chance to go over the edge.

Without her knowing how, Hermione soon found herself on her back once again, Draco’s hot body assaulting her senses as Blaise reattached the chains to her limbs. When Blaise was done Draco quickly pulled himself off the helpless witch who moaned in complaint as her lover’s heat was torn from her.

“I need to see you both, Masters,” Hermione pleaded.

“Is that really what you need?” Blaise purred, dipping his fingers back into her folds and twirling them around her clit. Hermione bucked her hips against him, quickly coming to the edge of ecstasy.

“YES!” she cried out and then almost screamed in frustration as Blaise pulled away, “I was so close,” she complained.

“Hermione, today you are going to learn the price of teasing and get your own taste of denial,” Blaise smirked, tracing the contours of her body gently.

“And we’re going to show you how to beg for what you want,” Draco licked his lips as he leaned over her. Draco looked over to his dark haired lover, “Can I touch her now, Master?”

Blaise nodded, smiling, “But she’s not allowed to cum until I say so,” he warned.

Draco nodded eagerly and dived to take one of the witch’s taut nipples in his mouth, nipping and licking it. Hermione moaned and arched her back, pushing her chest forward. Blaise chuckled and watched his lovers for a few minutes before quickly divesting his clothes and joining them on the bed, climbing between Hermione’s parted legs to admire her sex.

He tentatively ran a finger from above her clit to her anus, smirking at her moans, “I love seeing you spread out like this,” he commented, sliding a finger inside of her and wiggling it before bringing it to his mouth so he could lick off the fluids, “Fucking hell, you taste so good. Do you want a taste, Draco?”

Draco whipped his head away from Hermione’s breasts and nodded vigorously. Blaise pinched Hermione’s clit before slipping two fingers inside of her, thrusting them in and out a few times to make sure they were fully coated before pulling them out and offering them to Draco who eagerly savored the juices. Blaise leaned forward to rub his cock gently against her slit and clit as he pulled Draco into a deep kiss, sharing the taste of their witch.

Hermione’s frustrated whimpers brought them back to the real world. She was squirming beneath them trying to figure out why they weren’t touching her as well as trying to see outside the blindfold that still blinded her. Blaise muttered an incantation and activated the charm placed on the blindfold. It would show her images of her being dominated by the two Veela while they assaulted her senses and it would also turn violent red when she was about to orgasm. With another smirk at the blonde he lowered his head and gently blew cool air over her exposed sex. Hermione cried out as her body spasmed, the blindfold flashing red briefly.

“Now love, you will experience the torture of denial,” Blaise cautioned, “But don’t worry, it will be worth it in the end, and then you can tell me if it is a lesson learned.”

Three hours later found Hermione still tied to the bed in the Room of Requirement deliriously begging for release. They had not once allowed Hermione the luxury of an orgasm and she was going out of her mind from the sensations and the images the blindfold was still bombarding her with. Right now she wanted nothing else but to serve her wizards but currently Blaise had his face buried in the apex of her thighs and Draco was entertaining himself by increasing the huge hickeys all over her breasts and the smooth column of her neck.

“GODS! PLEASE!” Hermione screamed as Draco tweaked one of her nipples once again. Both boys just smirked down at her.

“How does denial feel, Hermione?” Draco asked smugly between nips at her flesh.

Hermione whimpered as Blaise once again brought her to the edge before pulling back, “All you need to promise to never play the role of a tease again,” he cooed, “And remind us who you belong to.”

“Promise…Never…Tease….Again…” Hermione managed to gasp, “Please… Oh…mmmm….AHHH….”

Blaise pulled back slightly and lightly teased her clit, bringing her back from orgasm, “What else, pet?”

“Yours…yours and Draco’s,” Hermione whimpered, “I’m yours and Draco’s!” She yelped when Draco sank his teeth into her shoulder once again.

“I love hearing you say that,” Draco growled pulling back from her shoulder and slamming his mouth into hers. Hermione did her best to return the kiss but Blaise was working his magic once again and she was on the brink of orgasm. Draco ripped the blind fold off of her and returned his attentions to her breasts. Hermione closed her eyes after the initial brightness of the light hurt her eyes but opened them to the sight of a huge mirror reflecting the entire surface of the bed. She watched, wide eyed, as Draco twirled his fingers around one nipples before pinching it as he sucked on the other and Blaise continued to bury is face in her pussy. She saw the lurid red marks all over her convulsing body, her hair was tangled and spread out all over the pillow almost like a fan and the black cuffs around her pale wrists and ankles all served to increase her arousal.

“Please…Masters!!” Hermione pleaded desperately, “I need to cum. Please let me cum!!”

Blaise pulled away and brought Draco with him. Hermione whimpered and tore her eyes from the mirror to the smirking faces of Draco and Blaise.

“You really do like to watch, don’t you?” Draco asked before Blaise waved his hand over the chained witch and released her binds. Both Veela grabbed a hold of her arms and started kissing and caressing the sore flesh from where the cuffs had rubbed while they subtly positioned her in between them, Draco behind, Blaise in front. Draco’s hands slithered around her body and down to her chalice, while Blaise gave her breasts the attention they had temporarily neglected.

Draco wasted no time impaling her ass after muttering a quick stretching spell but Blaise took his time, still enjoying teasing the witch, he grinded against Hermione, sometimes inserting the head of his cock before pulling out again. It was driving Hermione to delirium as the dual assault continued.

“You still haven’t told us why you were out and about in the first place this morning, love,” Blaise commented as he pulled the head of his cock out of her once again. Hermione looked up at Blaise like a deer in the headlights for a moment before trying to school her face into a look of innocence. Blaise ground his shaft into her slick slit; Draco stilled completely within her.

Hermione whimpered. “I…I…” she stuttered as she fought to piece together the words to make a credible excuse, “I had a dream, and I had to go…see. It was an accident that I even found it!” she blurted.

“What do you think, Draco? Do you believe her?” Blaise asked, peering over her shoulder at the blonde. Draco had his arms around the witch and was studying her profile intently. He tried to peer into her head and was met with a montage of dreamlike images he didn’t realize Hermione was fabricating. Satisfied with his cursory inspection he pulled out of her ass slightly and thrust back in grunting, “Yes!”

Hermione let out a pleasured moan at the action and looked imploringly at Blaise who still hadn’t moved. Blaise smirked at the girl and swooped in to claim Draco’s mouth over her shoulder as he impaled her on his cock, thrusting in and out, Draco catching the pattern quickly. Hermione’s cries and pleas for more sent the Veela into a near frenzy as they repeatedly buried themselves inside of their pliant and willing mate. Draco and Blaise tore their mouths apart and in unison attacked Hermione’s skin, nipping at it slightly to release venom and hormones to strengthen their bond and naturally increase her fertility. Hermione was a quivering mess between them.

Draco was the first to near his climax and instantly stilled within the witch trying to control himself. Blaise continued to thrust but looked at Draco, “Where’s your stamina, love?” he smirked.

Draco growled in response before saying, “Feels too fucking good, and looks too fucking good! I need to cum in her!”

Blaise smiled and pulled his cock out of the protesting witch, only to start grinding against her and capturing her complaining mouth with his to silence it as Draco pulled out of her ass and slipped into her dripping channel and quickly working up to a frantic pace, his balls smacking up against Blaise with every stroke. Draco twisted both of Hermione’s nipples as he felt the pre-orgasmic spasms begin around his cock and brought her to a screaming orgasm before he himself spilled his seed inside of her, not removing it even after it had gone completely soft inside of her.

Draco was brought back to reality by Blaise’s annoyed huff. The blonde looked up at the Italian, slipping his cock out so Blaise could occupy the space.

“I thought I said she couldn’t cum unless I said so?” Blaise inquired as he slowly, torturously slipped his penis back into the slightly nervous looking witch. Blaise glanced down at her, “Don’t worry love,” he said kissing her forehead, “This is Draco’s fault and when I’m done with you he will get what’s coming to him.”

Hermione moaned in response to the mental image that dominated her mind at those words combined with Blaise’s careful ministrations to her sensitized, post orgasmic state.

Draco visibly wilted at the look Blaise sent him, but then was bolstered as the glare turned to an encouraging smirk, which Draco tentatively returned. Hermione missed the exchange though, as Blaise’s increasingly powerful thrusts brought her to orgasm once again, and another 3 times before he finally released his seed within her and rolling off to attend to Draco’s misdemeanor before they both took the witch again, repeatedly for the rest of the day.

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A/N: So it's been a long time since I updated and for that I apologize, I am insanely busy, and in the midst of filming a project and I am applying for a Masters so this story isn't at the top of my To Do list though I hope to make myself work on it just so I'm not always doing work or wasting time when I am not doing homework or such. Anyway I hope you enjoy.