Conventions, Clubs and Caresses

Hey gang!!! Sorry for the long wait. RL got in the way of my planned quick updating.



I do hope you enjoy this chapter. It definately was NOT what I had planned, but hey Ginny planned the party, not me!!



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Part 28

Abundant Pleasures



The wedding was only one week away. Hermione and Ginny had planned everything down to the last appetizer and flower. The last thing on the list was the bachelorette party. Hermione had told Ginny she really did not need one as tradition spoke of the couple to be wedded as ‘sowing their oats’ and needing ‘one last fling’. That was the farthest thought from Hermione’s mind. She wanted Draco and Draco alone in her bed, in her mind and between her legs.



Grinning like a cat caught with the canaries feathers slipping from her mouth Ginny nudged Hermione with her elbow.



“Get yer thoughts off the bloke already and hurry up, Luna and Lavender won’t wait long.”



Despite Hermione telling Ginny she didn’t need or even want a bachelorette party, she was getting one. Draco was unable to dissuade Harry and Blaise as well once the news was out. They had a full evening planned for Draco and they had left over an hour ago, much to Draco’s resistance. Harry & Ginny had persisted in the matter for the last week until they broke the couple down with promises of a ‘memorable’ night.



It was half hour later when Ginny, Hermione, Luna, Lavender, the Patil twins, Sara and Susan Bones were stepping through the magical, glowing doorway to the “Enchanted Castle in the Sky”



It was one of the most elegant wizarding clubs in England to date. Set inside a vacant building that looked merely like an old shoe factory abandoned to the rats and bums to the muggle eye. The staircase dropped well below the first floor and opened to a long dark hallway, eerily quiet for what was supposed to be the most happening place in wizarding clubs.



Reaching the end of the hallway the girls slipped off their cloaks and stepped through the flowing black, shimming fabric draped across the doorway through a mist-like substance into a small room with a short blonde witch standing beside another doorway.



“May I have your name please?” she asked while reaching for their cloaks.



“Yes, it’s under Potter, party of 8” Ginny stated quickly.



“Ah, yes, here you are. Right, we have your room all set up if you’ll just follow Bastein here” the small witch gestured towards the tall, dark haired, tan and extremely drool-worthy wizard standing beside the doorway. His chest was broad and nearly burst out from beneath his tight black t-shirt. Tight leather pants adorned his sculpted thighs, leaving very little to the imagination. His arms were huge and flexed as he opened the door. The silky drawl of his voice sent shivers through the girls as he gestured for them to follow him. “Right this way ladies. My name is Bastein and I will be your wizard for this evening should you want for anything”



“Merlin’s beard I want” Susan whispered as she shakily followed the other witches down another long, dark hallway. Bastein opened another door and the sounds flooded through as if an explosion had occurred the same moment he stepped through. Loud music thumping across the air, voices laughing and talking carried across each other as they tried to compete with the noise.



“This way” Bastein gestured as he moved to the far left side of the large room filled to capacity with witches and wizards alike dancing, drinking and quite a few other nefarious activities in some of the darker corners if one chose to look hard enough.



“Oh my, what have you gotten me into Ginny?” Hermione whispered into her friend’s ear.

Ginny just laughed and pulled Hermione beside her and linked her arm through her own.



“Don’t you worry, I have this whole evening planned and you’ll have the best time, I promise” she waggled her eyebrows at the nervous witch beside her and pulled her into a large room.



Hermione gasped as she stepped through the doorway. It had to be something out of a dream, for nothing she had ever seen or imagined could match this luxurious room. The walls were draped in silk and sheer red fabrics from floor to ceiling. The floor covered in a plush, burgundy carpet that made you feel as if you were walking on clouds it was so soft. There were chaise lounge chairs spread throught the room done in brilliant crème colored satin and looked softer than anything she’d ever seen. In the middle of the room there lie what looked like a sunken pit area. Taking two steps into the area it appeared to be about 10 ft by 10 feet in an octagonal shape, with each chaise lounge pointing directly towards the center. Set high above was a large crystal chandelier. This was no ordinary chandelier for it was surrounded by fairy lights and in the center was a bright white globe that seemed to glow in bright pulses the closer you stepped toward the sunken pit below it.



Gold candles floated about the room giving everything a soft glow about it as they flickered, causing shadows to dance across the walls in rather erotic images for brief moments before moving again.



Along the walls were dark cherry serving tables, one covered in dishes of every dessert you could possibly think of, another a full bar with every known wizarding alcohol and finally a third with what looked like tools, weapons or some such thing. Hermione stepped a bit closer, gasping as she realized what they were. Whips, chains, paddles, candles, rope and even a pair of muggle handcuffs adorned the table.



“Welcome to the ‘Pleasure Room’ ladies. Please find yourself a seat and the show shall begin shortly. Would you like a drink?” Bastein looked at each witch with a piercing gaze, stripping them of their clothes with his eyes as he caressed their bodies with merely a look that seemed to send the witches stumbling towards the lounge chairs.



Parvati was the first to speak, or squeak as it was “Yes, Firewhiskey all round please” she was unable to hide the fact that Bastein was definitely having an effect on her as she rubbed her legs together trying to quell the ache that began when she first laid eyes upon the sexy wizard.



Bastein handed the last glass to Hermione just as the candles began to dim and the globe in the chandelier brightened to an almost blinding light.



“To Hermione” Ginny held up her glass, gesturing for the other girls to follow.



“May she find peace and happiness,

for as long as she lives and breathes,

whilst taking the man she loves

in many ways and positions to please!”



She laughed as she downed her drink.



The rest of the girls downed their drinks as well, settling comfortable on their chairs as Bastein made rounds once again to refill their glasses with whatever it was they desired.



A soft melodic tune hung within the air as a tall tow headed wizard and short auburn haired witch appeared within the pit dressed in only a sheer tunic style shirt that draped to just below their waists, covering the essentials, for now.



“My ladies, the show shall begin, do you have any requests for the pleasure couple before you?” Bastein spoke in a husky whisper.



Sara, who sat directly across from her, not one to keep her thoughts to herself, blurted out quickly, “Anything goes?”



Bastein stepped over to Sara, kneeling before her he pulled her hand in his own towards his soft lips before placing a gently kiss on the back of hand, “Anything” he whispered. His tongue darting out to lick between her fingers, hearing her moan pleased him greatly. Slowly standing he moved back towards the walls and watched the witches as they studied the couple before them. They had not yet commanded anything so the couple began with their usual.



Gentle kisses on shoulders, hands rubbing against cloth seeking skin desperately. The witch growled softly as the wizard nipped her neck, his hand caressing her thigh, drifting higher until it disappeared beneath her tunic. Crying out as his hand made steady strokes beneath the fabric, the witch spread her legs wantonly as he continued his assault on her nether regions. Her hand snaking down to grip his manhood in return.



Hermione could not believe she was actually watching a couple get off right in front of her, and it was making her grow quite warm.



Glancing around nervously, hoping the other girls had not noticed her flushed state and gently rocking hips, she realized all of the girls in the room were mesmerized by the act in front of them. Parvati had even taken it a step further and spread her legs, pulling her skirt higher, revealing her black lace knickers, gently rubbing herself.



“Taste her” she heard a soft whisper to her right and saw Padma in the same state, only her fingers had already delved into the edges of her knickers, her fingers circling her clit in a gentle frenzy.



The wizard before them dropped to his knees, lifting the tunic for all to see the witches glistening folds. She was clean shaven and absolutely beautiful. Pulling her knee over his shoulder he sent his tongue to work on her soft pink lips. His left arm wrapped securely around her as the witch was finding it quite hard to stand with the assault upon her bundle of excitement. Her fingers were clutching at his gorgeous silken locks as her hips arched out to him, meeting his exquisite, talented tongue.



“Is there anything you desire? Something special you would like to see” a husky voice breathed across her neck and into her ear. Hermione was startled out of her reverie to see Bastein kneeling beside her lounge. Swallowing her now very dry throat she nodded almost imperceptibly.

“Just say it and they will do anything you ask. They are here to please you and will not leave you wanting when they are finished.” He grinned at her. His startling green eyes twinkling in the darkness lit only by the soft glow of candles slowly circling the room.



“What is it you desire most to see?” he urged her with his husky voice. She felt warmth pooling between her thighs at the thoughts racing through her mind.



“I want. . .to see. . .two. . .with her” she whispered so quietly she thought for sure he did not hear her. Until a moan from within the center of the room reached her ears. Looking back again she noticed a third person had entered the circle. A stocky dark haired wizard with bright yellow eyes was standing behind the witch who was desperately riding the other man’s face, his hands attached firmly to her full breasts through her sheer tunic, gently squeezing. Dropping his head to her neck he began to lick and suck on her exposed neck as she tilted further back into his embrace exposing more of her skin to him, her hips jutting forward trying to find release against the tongue probing her silken walls.



“Is this what you desire” the husky voice was now on the other side of her.



Not wanting to look away from the trio within the circle she nodded her head. Feeling a glass slip in between her fingers she threw the entire contents down her throat, never taking her eyes off the man whose head was buried between the thighs of that lucky witch. The man behind her gently lifted her into his arms, placing her knees over his elbows to hold her up and open for the wizard feasting upon her now dripping folds.



“Yes,” she heard a whisper from the right side of the room. Chancing a glance to find the owner of the breathy encouragement she saw Susan Bones, her shirt pulled open, her lacy white bra pulled down exposing her generous breasts as her fingers pulled and twisted her reddened nipples.



Hermione’s breathing had become erratic as her gaze swept the room. Padma was now full out fingering her slickened center. Pavarti, opposite her sister, was near in the same state, only using 3 fingers as she watched the witch scream in ecstasy as she came, spilling her juices down the front of the wizards chin and onto his tunic.



“Oh Gods” Sara cried out. She was still fully dressed but her legs were clenching tightly as she watched the display.



The dark haired wizard gently lowered the witch to the floor on her shaky limbs, turning her to face him he crushed her mouth with his own, his hands gripping her firm arse pulling her to him as he rubbed against her.



“Okay, it’s his turn, taste him” Ginny sweetly spoke out as she enjoyed another glass of Firewhisky. She didn’t seem as affected by what was going on as the rest of the group. Of course, this was her idea. She had already known about this place, for all Hermione knew Ginny was a regular customer, maybe even bringing Harry with her. Those thoughts immediately brought Draco to her mind. What would he think if he knew what she was doing this evening? It’s not like she was participating, but she was thoroughly enjoying the show before her as she watched the witch drop to her knees, lift the man’s tunic and engulf his member with ease, her nose buried in his wiry dark curls. Her grip was on his tight, tanned arse. She was trying to swallow him whole to the pleasure of the wizard receiving her oral treatment.



The tow headed wizard, not to be left out kneeled behind her, his hands running up and down her sides. Removing her grip on the other man, he pulled the shoulders of her tunic down, exposing her left breast as her right hand was currently fondling and squeezing the other wizards’ sac. Dipping his head around he licked a trail up the side of her breast ending at her now hardened peak, his tongue swirling around the nub. The witch twisted her body to the side arching out to meet the wizards tongue. Unable to resist her any longer he sucked the nub into his mouth, suckling loudly as his hand reached beneath her tunic to find her dripping folds.



“Excuse me” Susan breathed out. “Would it be possible to get some relief over here?”



Bastein immediately stepped to her side and hungrily latched onto her exposed breasts. His hand snaking it’s way down her belly to the apex of her thighs under the short flared skirt she wore. Pulling the flimsy thong to the side, he found her waiting center. Her head thrown back in ecstasy as he pleasured her with his strong fingers. Lifting her hips to meet his thrusts as he slid into her over and over again.



Lavender watched Susan with interest. The two had been together for almost a year. Watching her lover was one of her favorite past times. Especially when she looked so blissful, glowing with desire as she succumbed to the pleasure brought on by the handsome man devouring her breasts.



Unable to standby and watch she stood up and made her way to the ‘play’ table. Perusing the toys she picked up a small cat o’ nine tails and made her way over to Susan. Standing behind her chair she swept the handle of the small whip across Susan’s parted lips. Susan’s half lidded eyes took in her lover behind her and smiled, arching her back further pressing her breasts into Bastein’s mouth she nodded her head and closed her eyes, awaiting the gratification she knew would come from Lavender.



Hermione watched with wide eyes as Lavender dropped the tails across Susan’s breasts unkindly.

Over and over again she whipped the globe until it nearly glowed red and swelled with marks before Bastein lifted his head and soothed it with his tongue.



“They always pay for a little extra when they come” Hermione heard from her left. Ginny sat beside with a satisfied smirk on her face. “Are you enjoying yourself?”



“Uh, I guess. I mean, it’s definately. . .different” Hermione swallowed nervously. Unable to tell her friend it was probably one of the most erotic things she’d ever seen in her life.



“well, if there’s something else you’d like to see, maybe try out just say so. They’ll give you anything you want here Mione, anything at all.” She pierced her with a look that told her not to hold back.



“I couldn’t” she swallowed again, desperately needing something to wet her dry, parched mouth. “I would never cheat on Draco, I love him too much to do that.” Shaking her head to clear the lusty thoughts swirling through her mind.



“I need a drink” she looked across the room at the table of liquors, trying to decide what would be best when a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind. She could feel the warmth of someone’s breath upon her neck, her lobe suddenly sucked between two very soft lips.



Just as suddenly as she felt the warmth, the cool air replaced it and she felt her hands being pulled from their grip within her lap, up and over her head. She heard the distinct click as cool metal touched her wrists.



“What?” she tried to speak up, her mouth soon covered with soft, demanding lips. Coaxing her lips to part she felt the warmth and wetness of a strong tongue glide across her own, causing her to moan helplessly.



Breaking the kiss she tried to twist her head to loosen the hands covering her eyes, but could not, they remained as she felt her skirt being pushed upwards. Warm hands caressed the smooth skin of her inner thighs as they crawled slowly up, reaching the edges of her silk and now very moist knickers. Pushing the material aside, the fingers stroked her lips, teasing her slit as they pushed between the folds gently, finding her clit the fingers pinched the nub, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from the bound witch.



“No, this isn’t” she tried to protest, but her body wanted the nimble fingers to continue until she cried out in agonized delight. “please, stop. I won’t do this”



“It’s okay love, you’re allowed this, let me pleasure you” a husky voice whispered in her ear.



She knew that voice.



TBC…



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please stop by to let me know what you thought of this chapter... it so pleases my muse.

Also, the name Bastein(purposely mispelled) is from one of my very favored paranormal romance books by Lynsay Sands. If you like Vampire loving, you\'ve got to check out her amazing Argeneau Series!