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Adult +
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Detention
Hermione left the Great Hall Friday night and headed straight for professor Snape’s office. She was nervous about her detention and her thoughts as well, knowing that he had the power to read her mind. She took the stairs to the dungeon and, gathering her courage, rapped on the door.
“Come in.” Professor Snape’s disembodied voice answered with the same clipped, haughty tones he always seemed to possess. Hermione opened the door and walked in, standing in front of the desk at which her professor was sitting. “Miss. Granger, you will find a desk to your left upon which is a small vial that contains a rather special potion. You will also find a pile of books on potions and a quill, ink, and parchment. I want an essay on the distinctive characteristics of the potion and the effects of it, which means you are to drink it. Also, I expect you to figure out what the potion is based on your discoveries. When you discover the identity and finish the essay you may leave.”
“Yes, Sir,” muttered Hermione as she took her seat at the appointed desk, noting the smirk on her professor’s face and wondering about it. After, she readied her quill she unstopped the bottle and began taking her notes.
Smells slightly musky
Is of lilac coloring
Slightly thick consistency
After making sure to note all the physical properties Hermione, apprehensively, drank the contents of the vial.
Has a sweet flavor
Leaves a tingling feeling in the mouth
Feels cool as it runs down the throat
Now Hermione had to wait for the effects to take place, but while she waited she started looking in the books for potions that fit the criteria she has already discovered. After, about ten minutes Hermione started to note a slightly uncomfortable feeling in her stomach, sort of a tightening feeling. It wasn’t unpleasant just new. Suddenly, the ever poised Miss. Hermione Granger felt a shudder wrack her body as a new sensation introduced itself. Her body felt as if it was being caressed by rough hands, sliding down her body. Her nipples hardened under the uniform she was wearing and she arched her back as the “hands” grazed over her breast and down her stomach.
Hermione’s eyes widened as she glanced over at Professor Snape, only to discover that he was indeed watching her.
“Is there a problem Miss. Granger,” he inquired, smirking.
His smirk irritated her, he knew exactly what was happening to her that insufferable git. “No, Professor.” Hermione growled out in between clenched teeth. The mysterious hands were now moving ever lower, sliding down her body as if she were completely naked. She jumped when she felt the hands rest on top of her thighs and something that felt like a tongue grazed her nether lips.
“I do not hear, no do I see a quill scratching away, Miss. Granger.”
Hermione sent a glare at her professor as she leaned forward to examine the text he provided her. The hands had now moved up a bit and a thumb on each side of her most intimate place was holding her open for the invisible mouth to explore. She spread her legs slightly hoping to become a bit more comfortable, only to find that the action increased the sensations.
Hermione desperately searched through the books looking for the answer. When she found it her eyes widened and she gasped. Trembling from the pleasure wracking her body, she picked up her quill and wrote.
Sensation of Pleasure is a potion for the senses. It is designed as an aphrodisiac and is brewed differently for the male and female. The male form is blue and smells like honey the female form is lilac and smells slightly musky, the sent of man. Both forms, however, achieve the same thing, pleasuring the body orally. This potion adjusts to the drinker individually, as to provide the utmost pleasure.
Hermione paused there as she felt the hands come up and roughly knead her breast and pinch her nipples while the mouth continued to deliver incredible pleasure to her core, now focusing on her clit. She felt the tongue slowly swirl around the small bud and a set of teeth lightly grazing over it. Hermione couldn’t hold back much longer, her whole body was shaking; she needed to come more then anything else. But she went back to writing knowing that she had to get out of that office.
Only the potion maker can allow the drinker to climax, which is why it is not sold and is not wise to allow a stranger to brew. The effects of the potion stay with the drinker until that person climaxes.
Hermione put her quill down and slowly stood, the pleasure increasing with every movement. Picking up the parchment, she started to walk back to Professor Snape’s desk nearly passing out with the effort. She needed to cum so bad it almost hurt.
Handing over the parchment Hermione, breathlessly whispered, “Please, end this.”
Snape chuckled as he took the parchment, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Miss. Granger, if you would please come to this side of my desk.”
Hermione would have ran is if wasn’t so bloody hard to walk. When she made it to the other side, Snape grabbed her hips and hoisted her up onto the desk. He lifted her skirt up and settled it around her waist and, smiling, he pulled her green cotton boy shorts down and over one sneaker, letting them dangle from the other foot. Not bothering to inform her of his intentions, he lowered his head and began to nibble at the inside of her thigh right next to her throbbing, wet cunt. He switched to the other leg giving it the same attention as he did its twin. The new sensations joining the one the invisible hands and mouth were provoking, intensifying her pleasure and bringing her so close to the edge. Snape gripped her hips steadying her while the invisible hands continued to roughly knead and pinch her breast, applied his mouth all around her pussy while the invisible one attacked it. He removed one hand, splaying the fingers and running the tips down the center of her body to join the mouth already bringing her so close, he delved the middle finger down her folds, over her clit until he reached her center then quickly plunged his long thin finger inside of her. That was all Hermione’s starved body needed to jump over the edge and climax. Hermione moaned very loudly as she shook in the unbelievable pleasure of her very first orgasm.
Snape smirked watching his student wriggle on his desk in complete and total abandon. Before she returned to reality he reached down and removed her under garment from around her ankle and pocketed them. Leaning back in his chair he admired Hermione, her legs were still open and her body was now still, her chest was rising and falling quickly with labored breath. Her cunt was dripping wet and smelled heavenly. Snape wiped his finger down her cunt one last time, causing her to jump.
Hermione was startled into a sitting position, raising her head in time to see her professor pop his finger in his mouth and suck off her juices. Blushing she got off the desk and started to right her clothing. Looking quickly for her undies and not finding them. She was shocked about what happened that night, mostly at him for giving her the potion to begin with.
“How dare you,” Hermione stammered. “Give me my underwear, now.”
“Miss. Granger, I doubt you are truly in a position to demand anything. Fact is, we both know you wanted and enjoyed that, I do have the power to read your most intimate thoughts.”
“Be that as it may, Professor, you do not have the right to take advantage of a student.”
“Yes, but I did not take advantage of any thing, yet.” Snape sneered as he approached her, saying the last word in her ear. Hermione shuddered at his nearness, she could feel his warmth radiating off his body. “Miss. Granger, you would be a fool to deny that you quite enjoyed that. I would as well, it was quite enjoyable to watch you writhering upon my desk. Grading the rest of those papers will not be so intolerable now that your sent is upon them.”
Hermione’s face was beat red and honestly she was getting aroused again, just hearing him talk like that. She was ashamed, but she admitted the truth, keeping her head lowered, “yes, Sir.”
“That is what I thought.” Snape said as he swept back around his desk and seated himself in the chair, watching the girl standing before him. “Miss. Granger, as you are interested in me and I find you most intriguing, I would like to propose you to be my submissive.”
Hermione gasped, “Your submissive, Sir?”
“Miss. Granger, I am a dominate man, surely you have noticed that. Now I understand the shock, therefore, I will give you until your detention Monday night to make a decision. However, I will be sending you packages, to help you decide, throughout the weekend.
Hermione nodded mutely.
“You may go now, Granger.”
Again Hermione nodded, forgetting about her underwear, and exited the office.
Snape smiled to himself as he watched her leave, he knew what the answer was going to be and he was going to enjoy his time with his new toy immensely. He took the green scrape of cotton out of his pocket and sniffed at it once before laying it down on his desk while he finished grading his students’ essays.
“Come in.” Professor Snape’s disembodied voice answered with the same clipped, haughty tones he always seemed to possess. Hermione opened the door and walked in, standing in front of the desk at which her professor was sitting. “Miss. Granger, you will find a desk to your left upon which is a small vial that contains a rather special potion. You will also find a pile of books on potions and a quill, ink, and parchment. I want an essay on the distinctive characteristics of the potion and the effects of it, which means you are to drink it. Also, I expect you to figure out what the potion is based on your discoveries. When you discover the identity and finish the essay you may leave.”
“Yes, Sir,” muttered Hermione as she took her seat at the appointed desk, noting the smirk on her professor’s face and wondering about it. After, she readied her quill she unstopped the bottle and began taking her notes.
Smells slightly musky
Is of lilac coloring
Slightly thick consistency
After making sure to note all the physical properties Hermione, apprehensively, drank the contents of the vial.
Has a sweet flavor
Leaves a tingling feeling in the mouth
Feels cool as it runs down the throat
Now Hermione had to wait for the effects to take place, but while she waited she started looking in the books for potions that fit the criteria she has already discovered. After, about ten minutes Hermione started to note a slightly uncomfortable feeling in her stomach, sort of a tightening feeling. It wasn’t unpleasant just new. Suddenly, the ever poised Miss. Hermione Granger felt a shudder wrack her body as a new sensation introduced itself. Her body felt as if it was being caressed by rough hands, sliding down her body. Her nipples hardened under the uniform she was wearing and she arched her back as the “hands” grazed over her breast and down her stomach.
Hermione’s eyes widened as she glanced over at Professor Snape, only to discover that he was indeed watching her.
“Is there a problem Miss. Granger,” he inquired, smirking.
His smirk irritated her, he knew exactly what was happening to her that insufferable git. “No, Professor.” Hermione growled out in between clenched teeth. The mysterious hands were now moving ever lower, sliding down her body as if she were completely naked. She jumped when she felt the hands rest on top of her thighs and something that felt like a tongue grazed her nether lips.
“I do not hear, no do I see a quill scratching away, Miss. Granger.”
Hermione sent a glare at her professor as she leaned forward to examine the text he provided her. The hands had now moved up a bit and a thumb on each side of her most intimate place was holding her open for the invisible mouth to explore. She spread her legs slightly hoping to become a bit more comfortable, only to find that the action increased the sensations.
Hermione desperately searched through the books looking for the answer. When she found it her eyes widened and she gasped. Trembling from the pleasure wracking her body, she picked up her quill and wrote.
Sensation of Pleasure is a potion for the senses. It is designed as an aphrodisiac and is brewed differently for the male and female. The male form is blue and smells like honey the female form is lilac and smells slightly musky, the sent of man. Both forms, however, achieve the same thing, pleasuring the body orally. This potion adjusts to the drinker individually, as to provide the utmost pleasure.
Hermione paused there as she felt the hands come up and roughly knead her breast and pinch her nipples while the mouth continued to deliver incredible pleasure to her core, now focusing on her clit. She felt the tongue slowly swirl around the small bud and a set of teeth lightly grazing over it. Hermione couldn’t hold back much longer, her whole body was shaking; she needed to come more then anything else. But she went back to writing knowing that she had to get out of that office.
Only the potion maker can allow the drinker to climax, which is why it is not sold and is not wise to allow a stranger to brew. The effects of the potion stay with the drinker until that person climaxes.
Hermione put her quill down and slowly stood, the pleasure increasing with every movement. Picking up the parchment, she started to walk back to Professor Snape’s desk nearly passing out with the effort. She needed to cum so bad it almost hurt.
Handing over the parchment Hermione, breathlessly whispered, “Please, end this.”
Snape chuckled as he took the parchment, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Miss. Granger, if you would please come to this side of my desk.”
Hermione would have ran is if wasn’t so bloody hard to walk. When she made it to the other side, Snape grabbed her hips and hoisted her up onto the desk. He lifted her skirt up and settled it around her waist and, smiling, he pulled her green cotton boy shorts down and over one sneaker, letting them dangle from the other foot. Not bothering to inform her of his intentions, he lowered his head and began to nibble at the inside of her thigh right next to her throbbing, wet cunt. He switched to the other leg giving it the same attention as he did its twin. The new sensations joining the one the invisible hands and mouth were provoking, intensifying her pleasure and bringing her so close to the edge. Snape gripped her hips steadying her while the invisible hands continued to roughly knead and pinch her breast, applied his mouth all around her pussy while the invisible one attacked it. He removed one hand, splaying the fingers and running the tips down the center of her body to join the mouth already bringing her so close, he delved the middle finger down her folds, over her clit until he reached her center then quickly plunged his long thin finger inside of her. That was all Hermione’s starved body needed to jump over the edge and climax. Hermione moaned very loudly as she shook in the unbelievable pleasure of her very first orgasm.
Snape smirked watching his student wriggle on his desk in complete and total abandon. Before she returned to reality he reached down and removed her under garment from around her ankle and pocketed them. Leaning back in his chair he admired Hermione, her legs were still open and her body was now still, her chest was rising and falling quickly with labored breath. Her cunt was dripping wet and smelled heavenly. Snape wiped his finger down her cunt one last time, causing her to jump.
Hermione was startled into a sitting position, raising her head in time to see her professor pop his finger in his mouth and suck off her juices. Blushing she got off the desk and started to right her clothing. Looking quickly for her undies and not finding them. She was shocked about what happened that night, mostly at him for giving her the potion to begin with.
“How dare you,” Hermione stammered. “Give me my underwear, now.”
“Miss. Granger, I doubt you are truly in a position to demand anything. Fact is, we both know you wanted and enjoyed that, I do have the power to read your most intimate thoughts.”
“Be that as it may, Professor, you do not have the right to take advantage of a student.”
“Yes, but I did not take advantage of any thing, yet.” Snape sneered as he approached her, saying the last word in her ear. Hermione shuddered at his nearness, she could feel his warmth radiating off his body. “Miss. Granger, you would be a fool to deny that you quite enjoyed that. I would as well, it was quite enjoyable to watch you writhering upon my desk. Grading the rest of those papers will not be so intolerable now that your sent is upon them.”
Hermione’s face was beat red and honestly she was getting aroused again, just hearing him talk like that. She was ashamed, but she admitted the truth, keeping her head lowered, “yes, Sir.”
“That is what I thought.” Snape said as he swept back around his desk and seated himself in the chair, watching the girl standing before him. “Miss. Granger, as you are interested in me and I find you most intriguing, I would like to propose you to be my submissive.”
Hermione gasped, “Your submissive, Sir?”
“Miss. Granger, I am a dominate man, surely you have noticed that. Now I understand the shock, therefore, I will give you until your detention Monday night to make a decision. However, I will be sending you packages, to help you decide, throughout the weekend.
Hermione nodded mutely.
“You may go now, Granger.”
Again Hermione nodded, forgetting about her underwear, and exited the office.
Snape smiled to himself as he watched her leave, he knew what the answer was going to be and he was going to enjoy his time with his new toy immensely. He took the green scrape of cotton out of his pocket and sniffed at it once before laying it down on his desk while he finished grading his students’ essays.