Just a Daydream

The brig was dark, dank and decadent. The captive chained to the wall, his arms suspended above him and his ankles chained to the stone, preventing them from moving more then an inch.



The door slid open and she walked in. Clad in tight fitting black trousers and a traditional billowy white shirt and vest of the pirate, she defied tradition by playing a man’s game.



“Are you ready to talk?” She asked. Her rioted curls a hallow around her head. Her smugness shown through.



“I can’t tell you anything. I was just a passenger on the ship.” He said.



“Yes I know, we have the captains records.” She moved closer. “But you must have heard something of value.” She said.



“No, I rarely left my cabin.” He said.



“Look at me.” She said. “What’s you name?” She asked when he lifted his head.



“Draco Malfoy.” He said.



“Very nice.” She said.



“Captain Granger?” A voice called. “The captain is willing to talk now.”



“I’ll be back Draco Malfoy.” She said and vanished.



She returned an hour later with a plate of food. “You’re lucky,” she said while a guard removed his chains, “the captain said you rarely left your cabin the whole trip.”



“What have you done with the other?” He asked as he attacked the food in front of him.



“They were let go. I made a bargain with the captain. They were taken ashore by some of my men.”



He froze. ‘What about me?” He asked.



“Go on eat. You’ll be released soon enough.” She said, then left him alone. He was bathed and given new clothes then to men escorted him out of the brig. He was shown into a cabin where he found her. She was in a flimsy nightgown.



“What am I doing here?” He asked.



“I’m going to release you too.” She said reclining on her bed. “After of course you pay for your release.”



“How do I do that?” He asked.



“Come here.” She said. Obediently he walked over and let her pull him on her bed, forcing him on his back. She straddled his lap and rested her chest on his. The weight of her breasts felt good against his chest and he felt his body reacting.



“I want to know something.” She said. “The captain said you rarely left your cabin and when you did you were sad. Why is that?”



“My girlfriend left me.” He said quietly.



‘I’m so sorry love.” She lowered her lips and kissed him. He resisted at first but she was persistent. He gave in and opened his mouth letting her tongue slip inside. She was aggressive, plundering his open lips and groping his chest and stomach.



She sat up and yanked the gown over her head tossing it aside. Her body was phenomenal in its glory. She was perfectly curved and confident in her sex appeal. “Why did she leave you?”



“I asked her to do something and she thought I was dirty.” He admitted.



“What did you ask her to do?’ She purred, while unfastening his trousers and yanking them down his hips.



“I wanted…..I uh…….” He stammered as she gripped the shirt and yanked it open, sending buttons flying to the floor.



“You wanted what?” She repeated.



“I wanted her to suck me. She said only sluts do that.”



“Do they?” She asked with a grin. She dropped her head and took him deeply in her mouth. He sucked in a breathe and griped the covers at his side.



She took him all the way to the back of her throat, while she reached down and cradled his sac in her hands, rolling the marbles in his fingers. Draco was heaving, forcing air into his lungs.



She took her mouth off him and crawled up on his lap. It took only moments to slid him into her pussy, as her wetness was abundant now. He arched his back and struggled for air.



She rocked her hips back and forth, in wide circles and up and down. Her breasts were bouncing all over the place and she moved faster and faster crying out loudly.



His body was unable to hold back and soon he was arching up into her and unloading buckets of semen into her as she was climaxing above him.



Hermione took only a few moments to recover then climbed off him. “Get dressed.” She told him while she cleaned up and put on some trousers and a shirt.



He straightened his clothes and stood waiting to her to turn around. She didn’t. All he saw was her hair and back as she poured herself a drink then opened the door. One of the gentlemen who brought him to her room came in.



“I’m threw, have him taken ashore.” She said without looking at him.



Draco was led out the room and to a small boat. He was taken ashore and given money. He stayed and watched the ship sailed away then book passage on the first ship home.









Hermione closed the book and let out peals of giggles. That would teach him for throwing out another ‘mud blood’ her way. What she wouldn’t give to have him at her mercy one day.



She looked over at him, joking around with his housemates. He was so sexy, and he could have all the girls at Hogwarts if he wanted but his arrogance limited the selection.



She closed the infamous notebook and took off for Gryffindor tower.