Snape\'s Harem
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
16,732
Reviews:
21
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Chapter 3
“Miss Granger, The Professor will see you now,” came sound of the guard’s voice through Hermione’s door.
She eyed herself in the mirror one last time, making sure that the roses covered her clit and her nipples and that she had nothing else on her body. Satisfied with her appearance, she walked out into the hall and followed the guard down to The Professor’s chambers.
The guard left her at his door. Everyone knew the scenario: the potential concubine was to pretend to be a student of The Professor coming down to see him for a detention. When he rejected his advancements, her job was to convince him to fuck her and to prove that she was a worthy fuck and he wouldn’t be regretting his decision after the “detention.”
Right now, Hermione wasn’t sure if she could do that. However, she knocked three times on the door, and when he asked who it was, replied, “Sir, it’s Hermione Granger, sir, I’m here for my detention.”
“Enter.”
With a deep breath, Hermione opened the door and saw that the room looked like a dungeon, at the front of the room was The Professor, apparently grading papers. Without looking up at her, he said, “You will be copying ‘I will not flirt with Harry Potter in class’ four hundred times.”
At this insult, Hermione bristled, but remembered to stay in character. She stalked up to his desk, expecting for him to look up at her, but he didn’t. “Professor, I never would need to flirt with that imbecile if you would just accept my advances. Please, Professor, I want you so badly!”
This caught his attention, and he looked up at her and was shocked to see how little she wore. Satisfied with his reaction, she threw his stack of papers on the floor and climbed up onto the desk on her knees so that his eyes were level with the two red roses on each nipple, magicked there by one of the matrons at the harem, and as his eyes looked down he saw the single rose magicked to cover her clit.
While he watched, she took all of the roses off slowly, so that in essence, she was masturbating in front of him.
In his shock she was able to move one of his hands so it sat on her inner thigh, and he could feel the juices dripping. She then moved the other so that it cupped her bare ass before she leaned in and kissed him.
Suddenly, he jerked back, unknowingly dragging her onto his lap, where she promptly began to kiss and suck his neck. “Miss Granger, please,” he begged as he lost control. (Hermione couldn’t tell if this was an act of if he really was losing control. But frankly, she didn’t care.) “Please, Miss Granger, you are my student, and as much as I would like to, I simply can not fuck you.”
She pulled back from her ministrations, looking hurt, and said, “If you simply can not fuck me, as you say, then tell me why your cock is attempted to be in me now.”
“Because my prick is traitorous,” he panted as she moved each breast so that all he could see was breast.
Hermione struggled to improvise, as this was not going the way she had expected. “Then just kiss me, only kiss me, for five minutes. With tongue,” she added, a plan forming.
Severus was quite upset. She was going to ruin this for him, Draco, and himself! But he agreed, knowing fully well that this was Hermione Granger, and she may be a sex-crazed vixen, but she was still brilliant. He moved towards her mouth, preparing to kiss her, only to be stopped by a hand.
“I didn’t say kiss me on the mouth with tongue, Professor. You will kiss with tongue between my legs,” she instructed, moving back onto the desk so that she lay with her legs on either side of his chair, her clit and nether lips facing him and her above-average sized breasts in the air while Hermione played with her nipples.
Obediently, Severus bent down and began to French kiss her between her legs. Before he knew it, though, he was ripping off his clothes, jamming his prick into her, and fucking her good and hard.
She attempted to play with her nipples but soon found them in Severus’ mouth, so she simply wrapped her hands in his hair.
Four hours later, she emerged tired, sore, and with a strong desire to run back in and demand an explanation. But she didn’t.
**
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Suzz
She eyed herself in the mirror one last time, making sure that the roses covered her clit and her nipples and that she had nothing else on her body. Satisfied with her appearance, she walked out into the hall and followed the guard down to The Professor’s chambers.
The guard left her at his door. Everyone knew the scenario: the potential concubine was to pretend to be a student of The Professor coming down to see him for a detention. When he rejected his advancements, her job was to convince him to fuck her and to prove that she was a worthy fuck and he wouldn’t be regretting his decision after the “detention.”
Right now, Hermione wasn’t sure if she could do that. However, she knocked three times on the door, and when he asked who it was, replied, “Sir, it’s Hermione Granger, sir, I’m here for my detention.”
“Enter.”
With a deep breath, Hermione opened the door and saw that the room looked like a dungeon, at the front of the room was The Professor, apparently grading papers. Without looking up at her, he said, “You will be copying ‘I will not flirt with Harry Potter in class’ four hundred times.”
At this insult, Hermione bristled, but remembered to stay in character. She stalked up to his desk, expecting for him to look up at her, but he didn’t. “Professor, I never would need to flirt with that imbecile if you would just accept my advances. Please, Professor, I want you so badly!”
This caught his attention, and he looked up at her and was shocked to see how little she wore. Satisfied with his reaction, she threw his stack of papers on the floor and climbed up onto the desk on her knees so that his eyes were level with the two red roses on each nipple, magicked there by one of the matrons at the harem, and as his eyes looked down he saw the single rose magicked to cover her clit.
While he watched, she took all of the roses off slowly, so that in essence, she was masturbating in front of him.
In his shock she was able to move one of his hands so it sat on her inner thigh, and he could feel the juices dripping. She then moved the other so that it cupped her bare ass before she leaned in and kissed him.
Suddenly, he jerked back, unknowingly dragging her onto his lap, where she promptly began to kiss and suck his neck. “Miss Granger, please,” he begged as he lost control. (Hermione couldn’t tell if this was an act of if he really was losing control. But frankly, she didn’t care.) “Please, Miss Granger, you are my student, and as much as I would like to, I simply can not fuck you.”
She pulled back from her ministrations, looking hurt, and said, “If you simply can not fuck me, as you say, then tell me why your cock is attempted to be in me now.”
“Because my prick is traitorous,” he panted as she moved each breast so that all he could see was breast.
Hermione struggled to improvise, as this was not going the way she had expected. “Then just kiss me, only kiss me, for five minutes. With tongue,” she added, a plan forming.
Severus was quite upset. She was going to ruin this for him, Draco, and himself! But he agreed, knowing fully well that this was Hermione Granger, and she may be a sex-crazed vixen, but she was still brilliant. He moved towards her mouth, preparing to kiss her, only to be stopped by a hand.
“I didn’t say kiss me on the mouth with tongue, Professor. You will kiss with tongue between my legs,” she instructed, moving back onto the desk so that she lay with her legs on either side of his chair, her clit and nether lips facing him and her above-average sized breasts in the air while Hermione played with her nipples.
Obediently, Severus bent down and began to French kiss her between her legs. Before he knew it, though, he was ripping off his clothes, jamming his prick into her, and fucking her good and hard.
She attempted to play with her nipples but soon found them in Severus’ mouth, so she simply wrapped her hands in his hair.
Four hours later, she emerged tired, sore, and with a strong desire to run back in and demand an explanation. But she didn’t.
**
Well? Thoughts?
xx
Suzz