Punishment for Gryffindor
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
7
Views:
8,155
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
First Punishment
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“Miss Granger, do you remember the day you nearly burnt my robe off when you set it on fire?”
Hermione looked up, now sitting on his bed with her legs crosses.
“I remember. That is when I thought you were controling Harry’s broom...”
“You thought? You thought that which mean that you had no evidence that I was controling his broom. And by now I take it that you know that it wasn’t my doing that cause the broom to get out of Harry’s hand.”
Hermione nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
“You never apologized for what you have done either.”
Snape said as he poured him self another glass of fire whiskey. He was feeling very excited about what he was about to do, and was trying his best to hide it from his teacher’s assistant.
“I will apologize for that as well.” She said as she looked up at him.
“I said I was going to punish you, so your apology won’t be accepted by me.”
He said as he put his glass down.
“Now, in order to punish you I need your consist to let me take control of your body.”
Hermione shook her head side ways as she blushed even more.
‘What is he going to do to me?’
She thought as she started to twist on his bed.
Snape noticed Hermione’s reaction. He liked what he saw, because it showed that she was responding to him.
“Miss Granger, you want us to hate each other forever?’
“No... No but. What are you going to do to me?”
Snape sat down in a chair that was near his bed. He leveled his eyes with Hermione’s and gave her a wicked smile.
“You’ll see. But I need your consent. Just say yes to me, and we can start our first punishment.”
Hermione gave out a sigh as she put her legs on the bed to turn to him.
It wouldn’t be that bad, would it? Or did she wanted it to be bad?
“Yes.”
Snape turned his smile to a serious look, as he whispered something to him self.
Suddenly, Hermione felt her hands move, and slide in her shirt.
“Snape. What are you trying to make me do?”
Hermione said, as she tried to make her hands stop. It wasn’t working.
“You shouldn’t forget to call me ‘Professor.’ I could give you an extra punishment for that.”
Her hands started to pull her shirt off. It exposed her bra and her breast, but soon her bra was being pulled away by her own hands.
“Professor, make me stop. I don’t...”
She tried to cover her breast with her arms, but it didn’t work. Her whole body was shaking wildly as her breast moved up and down. Her hands were now going down to her buckle. And her jeans and underwear was on the ground before she knew it.
Her legs were open wide by her own hands. But she move her head, which was the only part she had control over.
“Not bad.” Snape said as he gave a nod. He was still sitting in his chair when he was watching Hermione undress her self. Her body gave him a huge erection, and he wanted to keep her naked as long as he can.
“Now, show me how you pleasure your self at night.”
Hermione let out a small moan as her hands reached for her clit.
‘How could he make me do this? He knows I hate humiliation... But why doesn’t he want to just sleep with me instead of making me do all of this to my self? Don’t I turn him on?’
Hermione thought to her self as she felt her fingers hit her clit, rubbing it slowly as she twitched her face in pleasure.
She was much more reactant towards her touch now that the Professor was watching. She didn’t want to embarrass her self, but despite her effort, sounds escaped from her mouth.
“Good Miss Granger... I see your punishment has pleased you as well.”
He said, as he kept on pouring some more of the fire whiskey.
‘Was he drunk?’ Hermione thought to her self as she opened her eyes half way. ‘He seems like he is sweating a little, and he seems like he can’t sit still.’
Snape loved his view from the chair, and wanted to touch her so badly. His feelings were getting worse as Hermione looked at him with her narrowed eyes...
Did she want him? He didn’t know for sure.
But he knew that he wanted her.
He noticed that her thrusting got faster as her hips jerked around. She was about to cum, and she didn’t want to.
Not in front of the professor, but her hands wouldn’t stop.
“I.... I am about.....to...”
Before she could finish her sentence, she could feel wet liquid coming out of her.
She came in front of the professor, and it was quite a punishment.
Her hands stop moving on its own, and Hermione put her head on Snape’s bed with a big *thump.*
Snape walked towards her to see how she was doing, and he already had the next punishment in his mind.
“Miss Granger. I just wanted to inform you that the next punishment will take place in our evening class room.”
He said in a dry voice. She shivered as his voice made her spine freeze with tingling sensation.
“What am I getting the punishment for?”
Hermione asked, wondering what kind of mischief she did as a child to lead her to be in that position.
“You broke the curfew, and you stole a lot of my potions by doing so.”
He said, putting his hand on her thigh.
Hermione jumped, and felt her body responding to him.
“So, in order to let you know that you have too much freedom as a child, I am taking some away from you now.”
Hermione didn’t know where the conversation was going to lead. Was he going to tie her up?
Snape went in to one of his closets and got some rope and a vibrator, and a short skirt.
He had this fantasy for a while, which led him to buy all of the equipment for it. He couldn’t believe there would actually be a day that he gets to fulfill his fantasy.
“Now. This evening class will start at five, and I want you to wear this skirt.” He said, as he pulled up the gray skirt he had, and to Hermone’s surprise it was a mini.
“Than,” he added, “I want you to put this vibrator in full blast, and stick it in your self. And tie the rope so you don’t have the vibrator sliding out of you during class.”
Hermione was surprise with his graphic explanation. She jumped out of the bed to ask him if she could get a different punishment instead.
“No. I won’t forgive you unless you do this. Also, don’t wear any underwear or don’t go to the bath room to get the vibrator out. I am the only person permitted to take it out. Understood?”
Hermione shrugged and took all of the things.
“Do you think this is safe Professor? I could get caught.”
Snape took her arm and pushed her out of the room.
“Don’t forget, five O’clock.” He said as he shut the door.
‘Stupid girl,’ he thought to him self as he sat him self on the bed where Hermione was masturbating, ‘the fear of getting caught adds up to the excitement!’
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“Miss Granger, do you remember the day you nearly burnt my robe off when you set it on fire?”
Hermione looked up, now sitting on his bed with her legs crosses.
“I remember. That is when I thought you were controling Harry’s broom...”
“You thought? You thought that which mean that you had no evidence that I was controling his broom. And by now I take it that you know that it wasn’t my doing that cause the broom to get out of Harry’s hand.”
Hermione nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
“You never apologized for what you have done either.”
Snape said as he poured him self another glass of fire whiskey. He was feeling very excited about what he was about to do, and was trying his best to hide it from his teacher’s assistant.
“I will apologize for that as well.” She said as she looked up at him.
“I said I was going to punish you, so your apology won’t be accepted by me.”
He said as he put his glass down.
“Now, in order to punish you I need your consist to let me take control of your body.”
Hermione shook her head side ways as she blushed even more.
‘What is he going to do to me?’
She thought as she started to twist on his bed.
Snape noticed Hermione’s reaction. He liked what he saw, because it showed that she was responding to him.
“Miss Granger, you want us to hate each other forever?’
“No... No but. What are you going to do to me?”
Snape sat down in a chair that was near his bed. He leveled his eyes with Hermione’s and gave her a wicked smile.
“You’ll see. But I need your consent. Just say yes to me, and we can start our first punishment.”
Hermione gave out a sigh as she put her legs on the bed to turn to him.
It wouldn’t be that bad, would it? Or did she wanted it to be bad?
“Yes.”
Snape turned his smile to a serious look, as he whispered something to him self.
Suddenly, Hermione felt her hands move, and slide in her shirt.
“Snape. What are you trying to make me do?”
Hermione said, as she tried to make her hands stop. It wasn’t working.
“You shouldn’t forget to call me ‘Professor.’ I could give you an extra punishment for that.”
Her hands started to pull her shirt off. It exposed her bra and her breast, but soon her bra was being pulled away by her own hands.
“Professor, make me stop. I don’t...”
She tried to cover her breast with her arms, but it didn’t work. Her whole body was shaking wildly as her breast moved up and down. Her hands were now going down to her buckle. And her jeans and underwear was on the ground before she knew it.
Her legs were open wide by her own hands. But she move her head, which was the only part she had control over.
“Not bad.” Snape said as he gave a nod. He was still sitting in his chair when he was watching Hermione undress her self. Her body gave him a huge erection, and he wanted to keep her naked as long as he can.
“Now, show me how you pleasure your self at night.”
Hermione let out a small moan as her hands reached for her clit.
‘How could he make me do this? He knows I hate humiliation... But why doesn’t he want to just sleep with me instead of making me do all of this to my self? Don’t I turn him on?’
Hermione thought to her self as she felt her fingers hit her clit, rubbing it slowly as she twitched her face in pleasure.
She was much more reactant towards her touch now that the Professor was watching. She didn’t want to embarrass her self, but despite her effort, sounds escaped from her mouth.
“Good Miss Granger... I see your punishment has pleased you as well.”
He said, as he kept on pouring some more of the fire whiskey.
‘Was he drunk?’ Hermione thought to her self as she opened her eyes half way. ‘He seems like he is sweating a little, and he seems like he can’t sit still.’
Snape loved his view from the chair, and wanted to touch her so badly. His feelings were getting worse as Hermione looked at him with her narrowed eyes...
Did she want him? He didn’t know for sure.
But he knew that he wanted her.
He noticed that her thrusting got faster as her hips jerked around. She was about to cum, and she didn’t want to.
Not in front of the professor, but her hands wouldn’t stop.
“I.... I am about.....to...”
Before she could finish her sentence, she could feel wet liquid coming out of her.
She came in front of the professor, and it was quite a punishment.
Her hands stop moving on its own, and Hermione put her head on Snape’s bed with a big *thump.*
Snape walked towards her to see how she was doing, and he already had the next punishment in his mind.
“Miss Granger. I just wanted to inform you that the next punishment will take place in our evening class room.”
He said in a dry voice. She shivered as his voice made her spine freeze with tingling sensation.
“What am I getting the punishment for?”
Hermione asked, wondering what kind of mischief she did as a child to lead her to be in that position.
“You broke the curfew, and you stole a lot of my potions by doing so.”
He said, putting his hand on her thigh.
Hermione jumped, and felt her body responding to him.
“So, in order to let you know that you have too much freedom as a child, I am taking some away from you now.”
Hermione didn’t know where the conversation was going to lead. Was he going to tie her up?
Snape went in to one of his closets and got some rope and a vibrator, and a short skirt.
He had this fantasy for a while, which led him to buy all of the equipment for it. He couldn’t believe there would actually be a day that he gets to fulfill his fantasy.
“Now. This evening class will start at five, and I want you to wear this skirt.” He said, as he pulled up the gray skirt he had, and to Hermone’s surprise it was a mini.
“Than,” he added, “I want you to put this vibrator in full blast, and stick it in your self. And tie the rope so you don’t have the vibrator sliding out of you during class.”
Hermione was surprise with his graphic explanation. She jumped out of the bed to ask him if she could get a different punishment instead.
“No. I won’t forgive you unless you do this. Also, don’t wear any underwear or don’t go to the bath room to get the vibrator out. I am the only person permitted to take it out. Understood?”
Hermione shrugged and took all of the things.
“Do you think this is safe Professor? I could get caught.”
Snape took her arm and pushed her out of the room.
“Don’t forget, five O’clock.” He said as he shut the door.
‘Stupid girl,’ he thought to him self as he sat him self on the bed where Hermione was masturbating, ‘the fear of getting caught adds up to the excitement!’