The Re-education of Draco Malfoy

Chapter 2

“Hello, Lord Malfoy, I am Gretchen; I will be your guide for this afternoon. Are you ready to proceed?”

“Hello Gretchen, it’s very nice to meet you. Please call me Draco.” The young woman only nodded. “Yes, I’m ready.”

Gretchen led Draco thorough several ‘educational settings’, most of which he had tried or used already. He was starting to believe that this was a wasted trip when they reached the last door. It was red with a golden shape on it; the shape resembled a flame. When they entered the dimly lit room, she took his hand and led him to the seats on the far side of the room. They were slightly elevated, in comparison to the couple that was in the center of the room. This room resembled a traditional bedroom; there was soft music playing; he could smell vanilla in the air. When Draco began to look around, he noticed that the ‘bed’ was more of a padded table. There was a small table next to the padded table. He couldn’t quite see what was on the small table. A few moments later, a man walked in, he was wearing black silk lounging pants, his feet and upper body were bare. He was holding the hand of a woman dressed in a white silk robe. She wasn’t bound in any way. When they reached the table, the man removed the woman’s robe, placing it on the sofa behind him. She stood with her head down and her fingers lightly intertwined. He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes; then stroked her cheek, lovely. Draco heard the woman sigh softly. The man kissed her deeply, she melted into his arms. She reached for him, and he let her. He pulled her close, caressing her body as they kissed. Slowly, he pulled away from her and kissed her hands.

“Turn around.” He said to her softly; she obeyed. The man lifted something off of the small table, gathered her hair into his hand and clipped it up off of her neck. “Lay down on your stomach for me, beautiful.” The woman nodded, as he extended his hand, helping her onto the table. Very slowly, he ran his hands her body as he spoke to her. “You’re so soft, you smell so good.” He massaged her shoulders, then down her back. When he massaged her bum, she moaned and tried to part her legs, eager for his touch. His hand struck her bum sharply. “Naughty girl…not yet.” His voice was still very gently as he continued to caress and massage her bum then her thighs, calves and feet. He stroked her body lightly from her feet to the back of her neck; she cooed with contentment. He squeezed her bum, firmly, and slowly parted her thighs. Draco heard her gasp with anticipation. He teased her slit, occasionally dipping his fingers into her hungry hole, making her whimper. When she lifted her hips, hungrily for him to deepen his touch, he gave her another smack on the bum, making her yelp then moan. He rubbed the tender red spot on her bum. “You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

‘She didn’t call him master or sir. Interesting.’ Draco thought.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes”

Draco watched the man reach for something on the table, and swipe it along rosied bum on the left. He then lifted a torch in the air, lighting it from a nearby candle. When he touched the torch to the woman’s skin it lit, a bluish flame was visible from where Draco was sitting. She moaned as he caressed her cheek, snuffing out the flame at the same time. He repeated this movement on the other side; the woman moaned and wiggled her hips. He did not stop her. He ran his hand over her bum again; soothe her, calming her breathing.

Next he teased her upper thighs and calves, swiping them each in turn, lighting them with torch and caressing her as he snuffed out the flames. All the while, he spoke the woman in a soothing voice. “You’re my good girl. So soft, so sweet. Are you ready for more, my dearest?”

“Not yet.” He nodded and kissed her cheek then caressed her body tenderly, even wiping it with a damp flannel. The woman sighed, happily, when he did this so Draco could only assume that it was warm by her reaction to it.

“Better?” He asked.

“Yes. Thank you.” She said.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

“Turn over, Love.” She did as she was told. The man began by caressing her body. Draco could hear her soft moans as man touched her. She gasped as his fingers grazed over her eager nub; lifting her hips to have more contact. Another loud smack rang out in the room. She moaned louder than before; Draco felt his cock twitch as he imagined his Hermione moaning like that. The man leaned forward and kissed the woman deeply as he sunk his fingers into her sodden pussy.

“Please...” she whispered, her voice dripping with need.

“Soon, my love, I promise. Are you ready now?”

“Yes…”

The man started again, he turned her on her right side, repeating the process on her hip then her calf and arm. The woman was facing Draco; she gave him a sweet smile that reminded him of Hermione’s. The man moved her to left side, dotting her with the swap and lighting each spot in turn. The woman’s heightened arousal was palpable; making Draco’s heart race and his trousers tight.

He stroked her cheek gently. “Are you ready, my sweet?”

“Yes…” He rolled the woman onto her back then ran his hand slowly over her body, making her body quiver with anticipation. The man took something off of the small table and slid it down the woman’s body before reaching the apex of her thighs. He lifted the item in the air so she could see it; she gasped. The clear glass dildo glistened in the candlelight. He only had to brush her upper thighs and she opened for him. The man eased the dildo into her as she moaned and trembled.

“Now, my love, you know what comes next, don’t you?”

“Yes...” she whispered, her voice, shaky and filled with lust.
“Tell me.”

“I hold it there until you say I can come.”

“Yes that is right, my sweet. Shall we?”

She nodded.

The man lifted the woman’s torso so she was resting against him, slightly. He swiped her stomach, and set it with the torch. She gasped. Then, he pinched her nipples, quite hard, making her scream loudly. He swiped her inner thighs, in turn; then touched them with the torch. As he caressed her skin and put out the flames, she moaned and her breathing became erratic. Draco could see how tightly the woman was clenching the dildo; it was moving as her body trembled. The man tapped her nipples with the ‘swab’ then lit them with the torch. The woman cried out as she thrust her hips upped hungrily.

“Please, oh please…” she begged. He caressed her face and smiled.

“Yes, my love, yes…”

“Thank you…” she whispered. He moved her up his body, slightly, cradling her in his arms. Draco watched the woman’s delicate fingers reach for the dildo and begin to pump it into her pussy, eager for her release. Her face was buried against his chest as she moaned and whimpered.

“Let me help you, Love.” The man began to slowly stroke her clit as she worked her pussy with the glass phallus. She cried out as her body shock. He held her, caressed her as her pleasure built. “Yes, my beautiful girl, that’s it… You like that, don’t you?”

“Oh yes…Oh yes, I love it…” She moaned.

“And who always makes you feel loved and cherished like this?”

“Simon does…”

“And…”

“I love you, Simon. I love you, I love you. I love you.”

“And I love you, Angeline… He kissed her passionately, as he worked her clit more quickly. She gasped and moaned and bucked her hips. “Come for me Angel… Come for me now.” Angeline screamed and shook as she came undone. Her orgasm consumed her. When it finally ended, Simon held her and caressed her body gently as she trembled with aftershocks. “Such a good girl, so beautiful.”

“Please, Simon? I need you…” Simon simply nodded, helped her off of the table, and led her to the sofa. He helped her put her robe on then removed his silk lounging pants and sat down; his member was standing proudly. Simon sat on the sofa then pulled Angeline to him; she straddled his lap, sheathing his cock and sighing with comfort and relief. She buried her face in the crook of his neck as she rode him slowly. Draco could hear her sobbing softly.

“I’ve got you, my angel. That’s it, take what you need. Shhh, it’s alright.” Simon rubbed Angeline’s back, comforting her as she rode him faster, taking his cock deeper into her. The sounds of love and lust were thick in his voice but did not force his needs upon her. His hands moved to her breasts, kneading them, pinching her nipples.

“Oh Simon!” was all she could say before Angeline began to tremble in Simon’s arms. Draco heard the man growl as he pulled her close and came hard inside of her. Simon kissed away Angeline’s tears as he whispered things that Draco couldn’t hear.

“It’s time to go, Mr. Malfoy.” Gretchen whispered in his ear. He could only nod, his eyes still transfixed on the couple. She stood and took his hand, leading him to the door. Draco turned to look at them once more before leaving, his eyes met with Angeline’s again; she smiled warmly at him. Her head was resting on Simon’s chest. Draco smiled and left the room.

~*~

“So, Mr. Malfoy, what did you think of your tour?” Lady Heather asked as she poured him a cup of tea.

“Please, call me Draco. Honestly, Lady Heather, to be honest, most of the ‘educational settings’ were old hat for me. The only one that got my attention and peaked my interest was the last setting.”

“Simon and Angeline?”

“Yes.”

“Can you tell me why?”

“It was different than anything than I’ve ever seen or done in the past. I’m not sure how else to explain it.” Lady Heather nodded but didn’t press him farther.

“Draco, why are you here?” He looked down at his tea. He knew he had to be honest and this was going to be uncomfortable.

“I want to save my marriage. Before we got married, we were very connect sexually and now, it’s like we’re completely disconnected and I don’t understand why. I don’t understand what’s changed.” Lady Heather nodded.
“Have you spoken to your wife about this?” Draco nodded.

“She keeps saying that everything is fine but she’s been using our safe word all the time and she’s been crying a lot after we make love. She pulls away from me; she never did that before.”

Lady Heather knew what the issue was and she knew that Draco may know what it was, subconsciously. If nothing else, Lady Heather knew people and how to help them. This was one of the less complicated issues that were presented to her.

“Draco, I’m going to arrange for you to spend the next few days with Simon and Angeline. I think you can learn a great deal from them. Would that be suitable for you?”

“Yes, that would be fine, I guess.”

“Is there a problem, Draco?”

“Well, I thought that I was going to learn new techniques to help me with my wife. I didn’t think I was going to be ‘bonding’ with a couple.” She smiled.

“Please have an open mind, Draco. I think you will be pleasantly surprised when you ‘bond’ with Simon and Angeline.” He nodded, absently. He promised himself that he would have an open mind during this experience.

“I’m committed to this experience, Lady Heather. I will do whatever it takes to get the most out of this.”

“That is good to hear, Draco. It’s now 5pm, dinner will be served at 7pm. You have this time now to relax and think about your day. Mr. Zabini will meet you at dinner.”

Draco nodded, thanked Lady Heather and headed to his room. He reclined on the bed and took out his muggle mobile phone and called Hermione at the manor.

“Hello?”
“Hi Sweetheart,” his voice was tentative, not sure how she was going to react to him calling.
“Oh Draco, Love!! I miss you so much. I hate being here by myself. Are you and Blaise having a good time at the conference? I miss you so much.” His heart skipped beat or two knowing that she missed him.

“I miss you, too, Love. I miss waking up next to my beautiful girl. I love you, Hermione.” He heard her giggle nervously.

“I love you, too, Draco.” He could hear a level of sadness in her voice.

“What’s wrong, Love?”
“Nothing…I just miss you… that’s all.” Draco’s heart sank. He knew whatever was bothering her was still there and it had to do with him.

“I’ll be home in a few days, my sweet. I’ll bring you something pretty.”

Hermione sighed. “Draco, you know I don’t care about stuff like that.”

“Give me some credit, my love; I know some of your likes. I didn’t say expensive, I said pretty. I do know the difference.”

“Yes, you do, sorry.”

“There’s no reason to apologize. I know I go over the top sometimes, I can’t help it. I love spoiling you. You deserve the world and more and I want to give it to you.”

“I’d be happy with just you,” she said quietly. “Umm, I’ve gotta get going. Ginny and Harry invited me over for dinner so I wouldn’t be here by myself. I don’t want to be late.”

“Ok… Will you call me later?” Draco asked eagerly.

“I’m not sure what time I’ll be home and with the time difference…”

“It’s ok, Love, I’ll take to you tomorrow evening. Will you be home them?”

“Yes, I will. I will speak to you them.”

“I love you, Hermione.”

“I love you, too.” He could hear the sadness in her voice. Draco closed his eyes, trying to fight back tears. He was at his wits end; he let his head fall back on the pillow and closed his eyes.

There was a knock at the door.

“Come in.”

“Hey man, how was your tour?” Blaise paused, “What’s wrong?”

“I just spoke to Hermione; I hope this isn’t all just a waste of time.”

“Give it a chance, Draco. Lady Heather is the best.” Draco nodded. “Come on, it’s time for dinner.”

The men went to the dining room and were greeted by Lady Heather, Simon, Angeline, Gretchen, Anais, Gavin and Phyllis. Lady Heather did the introductions and everyone took their seats.
“Draco, so you know, Anais was your friend, Blaise’s guide, and Gavin and Phyllis will be spending time with him over the next few days.” She turned to Blaise, “Gretchen was Draco’s guide and he will be spending time with Simon and Angeline.” They all exchanged slightly awkward smiles. Fortunately, Lady Heather started talking about the book she just read which many of the guests had also read. Everyone started to relax and dinner turned out to be very relaxing. When they were finished, Lady Heather, Anais and Gretchen retired for the evening and advised the men and the couples to get together and get to know each other. Blaise left first, with Gavin and Phyllis.

“Draco, would you like to have a nightcap in the garden with us?” Angeline asked, her voice was so soft, it caught him off guard.

“Yes, that would be lovely, Angeline, thank you.”

He followed the couple to the bar; Simon fixed each of them a drink then led them to a secluded part of the garden. Angeline sat down and gestured to Draco to sit next to her, Simon sat behind her.

“Did you like what you saw this afternoon?” She asked, like she was asking for a movie review.

“It was…fascinating. What is it called?”

“We refer to it as Fire Play, although we have heard it called by several different names.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Define hurt?” She smiled. “It’s very warm, but it’s not as painful as some ‘techniques’ in the lifestyle.” Draco fidgeted slightly; Angeline squeezed his hands, gently, calming him.

“What attracted you to this?” He wasn’t sure how to word the question; he hoped they would understand what he meant.

Simon spoke first. “We had been in ‘the lifestyle’ for quite a while but things had changed for us and we drifted apart. We needed something to bring us closer.”

“May I ask…what changed?”

“I gave birth to our first child.” Angeline said with a gentle smile. “I felt very vulnerable after our daughter’s birth and when we would make love like we always had, it would heighten my insecurity. It caused me to pull away from Simon more and more. I was too embarrassed to tell him about my insecurities.”

Simon continued, “I thought it was me and I thought I was losing her. It wasn’t until we came here and Lady Heather placed in the position that you’re in right now that we realized what the problem was.”

“So you don’t work for Lady Heather?” They both laughed.

“No, we don’t. We volunteered for this. We wanted to give back to Lady Heather and we wanted to help others that are having similar issues that we had.”

Draco frowned, “So this won’t work for me if my wife isn’t here with me?”

Again, Angeline squeezed his hand, “On the contrary, Draco, this is a step in the right direction for each of you, even if only one of you is here right now. May I ask, what is going on with you and your wife?”

Draco blushed as he looked Angeline in the eye. “We were fine before we got married. Our relationship was fine and…sexually, we were great. We have been in ‘the lifestyle’ for several years and we were pretty extreme at times. After we got married, she was different, though. More distant, when we do have sex, she’s been using our safe word almost immediately. I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong.”

“May I give you some insight about women, Draco?” Angeline said, smiling. He nodded eagerly. He was now at a total loss and any help would be more than welcome. “Women feel things differently than men do and we aren’t the best at telling you how we feel. You and your wife were together for a while before you got married, yes?” He nodded. “And you started in ‘the lifestyle’ before you were married, yes?” Again, Draco nodded. “I suspect that she is having difficulty handling the adjustment from ‘girlfriend’ to ‘wife’. I doubt she even realizes that is what the issue is. Women are reasoned to believe that their husbands are their protectors. It may be difficult for her to reconcile ‘the lifestyle’ with her new role as wife.”

“Then what do I do to fix it?”

“This isn’t something you can ‘fix’ per say. It’s more about how you can show her that her role as your wife is more important than her previous role as your girlfriend.”

“But how?”

Again Simon spoke, “I think you already know. I could see it by how you were watching us earlier. It wasn’t just arousing for you, was it?”

“No…”

“You can see yourself in my position, can’t you?”

“Yes…”

“With Fire Play, it’s all about intimacy and sensuality. Yes, one partner is dominant and one is submissive but not in the same way. In Fire Play, there is no binding, no gags, you control your partner as well as comfort them with your voice and your touch. When done correctly, they will feel loved, cherished and they will submit to you willingly, allowing you to giving them as much pleasure as possible. My favorite part is after the Fire Play, the sex is…mind melting. It’s like any walls that ever existed between the two of you has burned away with the fire.”

“Will you teach me?” Draco’s voice was barely above a whisper. He couldn’t look at them.

“Yes, I can and I will.” Simon and Angeline watched Draco completely relax.

“Thank you.” He whispered. They simply smiled and Angeline squeezed his hand.