A Debt Repaid
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Harry Potter › FemSlash - Female/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
82,200
Reviews:
26
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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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.
Day Two: The Potions Classroom
Hermione woke to the sensation of a tongue running up her bare thigh. She gasped and sat up as the tongue reached her pussy, sending a shock wave through her body. Anna laughed at Hermione’s response and sat up.
“Good morning, my slave,” she said, “time to get ready for class.”
“Yes, mistress,” smiled Hermione, slipping on her robe before opening her bedcurtains and padding across the cold stone floor to the wardrobe. The curtains on three of the other beds were still closed. The curtains on Anna’s bed were open, but the bed was unmussed, as she had spent the night curled next to Hermione.
Hermione picked a pair of pink flowered panties from one of the shelves and slid them on, then jumped as she heard Anna speak.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Anna said coldly.
“What?”
“Did I not forbid you to wear undergarments as long as I am your mistress?” Anna demanded.
“Yes…” said Hermione, “but –“
“But nothing,” spat Anna, “you will remove them this instant!” Hermione moved quickly to remove the offending garment. “Now,” continued Anna, “you must be punished for your defiance. Remove that robe and get back in bed.” Hermione complied without hesitation. Anna climbed onto the bed after her and pulled the heavy drapes closed, quickly casting a silencing charm around the bed. “On your hands and knees!” she commanded. Hermione obeyed, then shrieked as she felt a sharp slap on her ass. It was quickly followed by several more slaps, even harder than the first.
“That was for your disobedience,” said Anna. She gave Hermione three or four more slaps. “And that,” she said, “was for addressing me improperly.” She grabbed a handful of Hermione’s thick brown hair and pulled it, bringing Hermione’s head back. She draped her still-nude body over Hermione’s, whispering into her ear, “Do you understand, slave?”
“Yes, mistress,” whispered Hermione raggedly.
“Good,” said Anna, sitting back and slapping Hermione’s ass one last time for good measure, “you may get dressed. We’re going to class a little early this morning.”
* * *
Half an hour later, dressed and fed, Anna and Hermione entered the deserted Potions classroom. Anna turned to Hermione and smiled. “I have something for you,” she said, pulling a flask from the pocket of her jumper. “Drink,” she said.
Hermione looked concerned, but drank. Immediately, a tingly warmth spread through her whole body before concentrating itself in her pussy. She took a deep shuddering breath. “What was that, mistress?” she asked.
“Never you mind, dear,” murmured Anna. “Now, here are your instructions – you will attend your first-hour Potions class as usual. It should be interesting, with the potion I gave you distracting you.” Anna smirked at the thought. “Once the class is over, you will run back up to the Tower. In the bottom of the trunk at the foot of my bed, I have an invisibility cloak. I stole it from one of the shops in Knockturn Alley. You will be back here before the second hour class starts. Before the end of class, I expect you to give every single student in this classroom an orgasm without their realizing how it happened. You will do this for every single class today.”
Hermione stared at Anna with her mouth hanging open. She briefly considered arguing, but when she saw the gleam in Anna’s eye, she snapped her mouth shut and nodded.
“Yes, mistress.”
* * *
Anna usually hated Potions class. Not today, though. Watching Hermione squirm with pleasure with every movement, sweat pouring down her flushed face, made even the most tedious of tasks enjoyable.
* * *
Anna wished she could have stayed in the Potions room to watch the students’ reactions as Hermione licked their pussies and sucked their cocks. She would have given anything to see a room full of panting, surprised teenagers. She did get to enjoy seeing Hermione shuffle to lunch in the Great Hall, exhausted. She spooned soft food into her mouth slowly, her lips and jaw too sore to chew. As she left the Hall, Anna leaned over and whispered into Hermione’s ear, “Ready for the afternoon classes?”
Hermione winced. “Yes, mistress,” she said softly.
“Don’t worry, my dear,” Anna said gently, stroking Hermione’s shoulder, pleased to feel no bra straps there, “you will be well rewarded for your obedience.”
* * *
Anna was waiting in the dungeon outside the Potions classroom when the final class let out. She chuckled as the students staggered out, looking stunned, happy, and sweaty. Glancing over the heads of the students, she glimpsed Professor Snape’s face, confused and displeased at what Anna was certain had been the worst performance he had ever seen from his classes.
The heavy wooden door fell shut after the last student and the crowd disappeared around the corner. Hermione ripped off the invisibility cloak.
“Am I done, mistress?” she panted.
Anna smiled and kissed Hermione deeply, tasting the salty tang of cum and the sweet musk of pussy still on Hermione’s tongue. “It’s time for your reward, obedient one,” she said.
Hermione followed Anna up to Griffindor Tower, where Anna once more cast a silencing charm around Hermione’s bed after pulling the curtains. Anna undressed her slave slowly, licking and kissing every inch of flesh as it was exposed. She sucked hard on Hermione’s large nipples, biting them sharply and laughing as Hermione squealed and jumped.
Sliding down Hermione’s bare body, she buried her face between Hermione’s legs, licking her pussy voraciously. Hermione moaned loudly, her legs trembling. Anna broke contact long enough to grab Hermione’s wand from under the pillow, and dove back down, sucking Hermione’s labia with a loud slurp. Hermione’s eyes closed and she mewed softly with pleasure. Anna slipped the wand into Hermione’s pussy, making Hermione’s eyes fly open with the shock of the feeling. Sucking on Hermione’s clit, Anna began pumping Hermione’s pussy with the wand, speeding up as Hermione’s moans turned to load cries of joy.
As she sensed Hermione’s orgasm approaching, Anna pulled out the wand and tossed it aside, pulling both of Hermione’s legs over her shoulders, giving herself freer access to the beautiful pussy spread before her. Anna licked frantically, thrusting her tongue into Hermione’s tight pink cunt and sucking hard on her clit. Hermione thrashed wildly as she began cumming.
“Oh, yes, mistress!” she screamed, “Please, please, more! Oh, gods, don’t stop!”
Hermione came in a wild eruption of obscenities, her pussy dripping its sweet juices all over Anna’s face. Anna continued to lick at Hermione’s pussy until the climax passed. Her body still trembled with the force of the orgasm and she could barely breathe, much less speak coherently.
Anna sat back on her heels, enjoying the sight of her slave lying spread-eagle on the bed in front of her, her sweet cunt pink and glistening.
“So,” she said, “are you ready for supper?”
“Good morning, my slave,” she said, “time to get ready for class.”
“Yes, mistress,” smiled Hermione, slipping on her robe before opening her bedcurtains and padding across the cold stone floor to the wardrobe. The curtains on three of the other beds were still closed. The curtains on Anna’s bed were open, but the bed was unmussed, as she had spent the night curled next to Hermione.
Hermione picked a pair of pink flowered panties from one of the shelves and slid them on, then jumped as she heard Anna speak.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Anna said coldly.
“What?”
“Did I not forbid you to wear undergarments as long as I am your mistress?” Anna demanded.
“Yes…” said Hermione, “but –“
“But nothing,” spat Anna, “you will remove them this instant!” Hermione moved quickly to remove the offending garment. “Now,” continued Anna, “you must be punished for your defiance. Remove that robe and get back in bed.” Hermione complied without hesitation. Anna climbed onto the bed after her and pulled the heavy drapes closed, quickly casting a silencing charm around the bed. “On your hands and knees!” she commanded. Hermione obeyed, then shrieked as she felt a sharp slap on her ass. It was quickly followed by several more slaps, even harder than the first.
“That was for your disobedience,” said Anna. She gave Hermione three or four more slaps. “And that,” she said, “was for addressing me improperly.” She grabbed a handful of Hermione’s thick brown hair and pulled it, bringing Hermione’s head back. She draped her still-nude body over Hermione’s, whispering into her ear, “Do you understand, slave?”
“Yes, mistress,” whispered Hermione raggedly.
“Good,” said Anna, sitting back and slapping Hermione’s ass one last time for good measure, “you may get dressed. We’re going to class a little early this morning.”
* * *
Half an hour later, dressed and fed, Anna and Hermione entered the deserted Potions classroom. Anna turned to Hermione and smiled. “I have something for you,” she said, pulling a flask from the pocket of her jumper. “Drink,” she said.
Hermione looked concerned, but drank. Immediately, a tingly warmth spread through her whole body before concentrating itself in her pussy. She took a deep shuddering breath. “What was that, mistress?” she asked.
“Never you mind, dear,” murmured Anna. “Now, here are your instructions – you will attend your first-hour Potions class as usual. It should be interesting, with the potion I gave you distracting you.” Anna smirked at the thought. “Once the class is over, you will run back up to the Tower. In the bottom of the trunk at the foot of my bed, I have an invisibility cloak. I stole it from one of the shops in Knockturn Alley. You will be back here before the second hour class starts. Before the end of class, I expect you to give every single student in this classroom an orgasm without their realizing how it happened. You will do this for every single class today.”
Hermione stared at Anna with her mouth hanging open. She briefly considered arguing, but when she saw the gleam in Anna’s eye, she snapped her mouth shut and nodded.
“Yes, mistress.”
* * *
Anna usually hated Potions class. Not today, though. Watching Hermione squirm with pleasure with every movement, sweat pouring down her flushed face, made even the most tedious of tasks enjoyable.
* * *
Anna wished she could have stayed in the Potions room to watch the students’ reactions as Hermione licked their pussies and sucked their cocks. She would have given anything to see a room full of panting, surprised teenagers. She did get to enjoy seeing Hermione shuffle to lunch in the Great Hall, exhausted. She spooned soft food into her mouth slowly, her lips and jaw too sore to chew. As she left the Hall, Anna leaned over and whispered into Hermione’s ear, “Ready for the afternoon classes?”
Hermione winced. “Yes, mistress,” she said softly.
“Don’t worry, my dear,” Anna said gently, stroking Hermione’s shoulder, pleased to feel no bra straps there, “you will be well rewarded for your obedience.”
* * *
Anna was waiting in the dungeon outside the Potions classroom when the final class let out. She chuckled as the students staggered out, looking stunned, happy, and sweaty. Glancing over the heads of the students, she glimpsed Professor Snape’s face, confused and displeased at what Anna was certain had been the worst performance he had ever seen from his classes.
The heavy wooden door fell shut after the last student and the crowd disappeared around the corner. Hermione ripped off the invisibility cloak.
“Am I done, mistress?” she panted.
Anna smiled and kissed Hermione deeply, tasting the salty tang of cum and the sweet musk of pussy still on Hermione’s tongue. “It’s time for your reward, obedient one,” she said.
Hermione followed Anna up to Griffindor Tower, where Anna once more cast a silencing charm around Hermione’s bed after pulling the curtains. Anna undressed her slave slowly, licking and kissing every inch of flesh as it was exposed. She sucked hard on Hermione’s large nipples, biting them sharply and laughing as Hermione squealed and jumped.
Sliding down Hermione’s bare body, she buried her face between Hermione’s legs, licking her pussy voraciously. Hermione moaned loudly, her legs trembling. Anna broke contact long enough to grab Hermione’s wand from under the pillow, and dove back down, sucking Hermione’s labia with a loud slurp. Hermione’s eyes closed and she mewed softly with pleasure. Anna slipped the wand into Hermione’s pussy, making Hermione’s eyes fly open with the shock of the feeling. Sucking on Hermione’s clit, Anna began pumping Hermione’s pussy with the wand, speeding up as Hermione’s moans turned to load cries of joy.
As she sensed Hermione’s orgasm approaching, Anna pulled out the wand and tossed it aside, pulling both of Hermione’s legs over her shoulders, giving herself freer access to the beautiful pussy spread before her. Anna licked frantically, thrusting her tongue into Hermione’s tight pink cunt and sucking hard on her clit. Hermione thrashed wildly as she began cumming.
“Oh, yes, mistress!” she screamed, “Please, please, more! Oh, gods, don’t stop!”
Hermione came in a wild eruption of obscenities, her pussy dripping its sweet juices all over Anna’s face. Anna continued to lick at Hermione’s pussy until the climax passed. Her body still trembled with the force of the orgasm and she could barely breathe, much less speak coherently.
Anna sat back on her heels, enjoying the sight of her slave lying spread-eagle on the bed in front of her, her sweet cunt pink and glistening.
“So,” she said, “are you ready for supper?”