Yes, Severus

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Beauty

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Severus had not been pleased, when I told him about Draco’s surprise visit to the safe house. But he soon calmed and even laughed when I told him how Draco had kept his identity from me until the end. He dreferefer I did not see Draco again, but since Draco and Roger were having so much fun, that didn’t seem to be a problem. And as I told Severus, he was welcome to come to the safe house with me anytime he liked. He, of course, raised an eyebrow at me and gave me a noncommittal ‘mmmmmm’.

It was my night to help manage the safe house. I went early to get a head start on the evenings duties. Roger greeted me warmly. He had been particularly attentive, since I told Draco, Roger wanted to play the slave for him. They had apparently had a few very satisfying encounters. With Roger for a slave, and Draco’s natural talents, he would be a very good master soon. I suggested Roger play the Master for him, but Roger said he was having too much fun for now. Oh well, I knew what he meant. Playing the Mistress can take so much control, so much thought. Your gearing the experience for the pleasure of both of you. So many novices thought it was all about the Master and that just wasn’t so. It was mostly to please the slave. The slave gives themselves freely to be dominated, used, loved. That is a great responsibility to the Master or Mistress.

“Can you check to see if the wine cella ope open, Gwenn ?” Roger asked.

“Sure thing. Anything need to be brought up ?” I asked

“Not at the moment. Thanks.” Roger said going up the stairs to check on the rooms.

I glanced into the bar on my way by. was wasn’t until I was halfway down the stairs, that the sight I had seen registered in my mind. After checking the door to the wine cellar, I walked back up slowly and peered discreetly into the bar. It was him. In muggle clothes, but definitely him. I sought out Roger to ask him about it.

“Roger, there’s a gentleman in the bar ….”

“Beautiful isn’t he ? Reminds me of my Master.” Roger said smiling. He ought too, I thought.

“What did he give as his name ?”

“Barnabas. That was it, no last name.” He said. I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped me. Barnabas indeed !

“Do you know him, Gwenn ?” Roger asked suddenly interested.

“Yes. Very well. Why is he here ?”

“He’s come to play the slave.” Roger said. Really, a slave huh ?

“Who is slated to be his Mistress ?” I asked, for I knew he would want a woman.

“Eva had agreed to see him. I thought with a novice…..” Roger said.

“No…no …Eva is far too kind. That’s not what he craves.”

“Why don’t I see if Eva will let you take over ? You want to, I can see it in your eyes.”

Hmmm. I guess I did. Only I would have any idea of what Lucius Malfoy might desire in the way of a Mistress. Thinking quickly, I formed a scenario.

“Roger, tell Lu… Barnabas, Eva couldn’t make it. Don’t tell him my name, only call me his Mistress. Tell him his new Mistress requests he be blindfolded. If he agrees, put him in the pink room. Only, let him have a good look around before he’s blindfolded. I want him to see the very feminine surroundings.”

“I see I’ve taught you well. There are few things more stimulating for certain men, than being dominated by a very feminine woman.” Roger gave me a sly smile and headed to the bar. I went into the office, in case Lucius came out. After a few minutes, Roger came back looking for me.

“Well ?” I asked starting to get excited.

“He was a bit put out to begin with, but I assured him of his new Mistress’ skills and beauty.” Nothing like putting the pressure on. “ He got kind of a strange sneer, when I asked if he would submit to the blindfold. I think it terrified him, which made him even more excited. I’ll have Lacy take him up in about ten minutes. I thought it best if a woman stripped him and made him ready.”

I was positive Lucius was ‘ready’ now. I had been on the receiving end of that sneer before.

“Thanks Roger I’m going to the white room to get ready. Can you have Lacy bring me a drink ?”

“Your usual ?” I nodded.

A few minutes later I was in the white room. I pulled out my wand and looked into the closet where we kept some clothing for ‘emergencies’. Too much of the typical role playing clothes fetish wear for my taste. I did find a corset though, a real one, not a cheap knock off. It cupped my breasts nicely, at least it did after I stretched the cups with my wand to accommodate my fuller bust. I looked in the mirror. The cream colored satin with my black hair contrasted nicely, and the smattering of lace trim at the top gave it the feminine look and feel I was after. Looking in the mirror I decided I needed little else on. No panties, they would just get in the way. I found a pair of stockings and changed the color to match the corset and attached them to the garter straps. As a last thought, I dug in the closet again and found what I was looking for. A lightly flowered silk and lace penoir.

I was brushing my hair, when there was a knock on the door. Lacy came in with my drink. The appreciation on her face was evident.

“That is absolutely perfect !” She said running her hands over the corset. “You almost look too good to send to a man.” She kissed my cheek laughing lightly.

“I’ll remember that the next time you need training.” I said laughing, too.

“Mmmmm and the way your black curls pop out from under the corset. Too bad he won’t be able to see it.”

“He’ll see it…….eventually. He needs to learn a little patience.” I said. Lacy raised her eyebrow at me.

“He wouldn’t be able to learn it from me. I could barely keep my hands off him, when I stripped him. That sneer just made me want to eat him up. Where do you know him from ?”

“He comes in where I work sometimes.”

“Well, when he comes back, I want my name in the hat.” Lacy said on her way out the door.

So Lucius was in the room waiting. Good. The longer he waits blindfolded, the more sensitive he’ll be to sound and touch. I finished my drink and made my way to the pink room. I opened the door softly and walked in, my stocking feet making little noise on the thick carpet.

The pink room was the ultimate feminine room, floral, frilly and straight out of Laura Ashley. Soft colors and ruffles , lace curtains and loads of pillows on the bed. There was even the soft hint of a lavender scent in the air.

There he was, kneeling on the cushion near the bed. He was facing the door and jumped a bit, when I closed it. Good, he was already sensitive to sound. Sighing inwardly, I took in his submissive form. As I imagined it would, blinblindfold did not mare his beauty, but emphasized it. His luscious rose colored lips stood out even more, looking very kissable. The blindfold was made of white leather, with padded areas that went over the eyes and it had a velcro closure on the back, very secure. I could still see his eyebrows and cheeks, only his eyes were covered. I would be able to observe every reaction. The effect of the blindfold on Lucius was evident, his shaft was already rising up from that lovely patch of golden curls. His hands were at his sides, his fists opening and closing.

I walked over and circled him, not saying a word, but making sure my robe grazed him a couple of times. I saw him flinch a bit each time, but he didn’t loose his composure. Standing behind him, I put my hands on his arms and guided them to the small of his back, making him clasp his wrists. I squeezed them together tightly, silently letting him know he was to keep his arms like that. His breathing increased at my touch and I felt confusion from him. Going round to the front, I hungrily took in the sight of him. This new position forced him to thrust out his chest, making his nipples irresistible mad made his shaft look all the more exposed. He must have felt very vulnerable, I thought. I also noticed Lacy had tied his hair back, that was good, he would not be able to use his hair to hide from me.

I was standing quietly observing him. I could see him inclining his head and turning slightly from side to side trying to hear where I was. He lifted his head breathing in, as if he were trying to catch my scent to locate me. Time to let Lucius know who was in charge.

“Be still !” I said sharply. He stopped moving, lifting his head high, sneering at me. Walking around behind him, I decided to play with him a little. I slide my stocking covered foot between his legs and pressed his sac up, weighing it with my foot, feeling the warm, slightly hairy flesh moving at my touch. Lucius gasped at first, outraged at the degrading invasion. But as I persisted, he appeared to welcome the invading foot, pressing down to gain further contact. Slipping my foot out from under him I walked to the front and I ran my silky foot up the inside of each of his thighs grazing the underside of his shaft briefly, then pressing it up against his stomach. He fought to keep from making any noise, but I could hear his breath quickening and saw his jaw set tight. I could tell this was not what he had expected, but it was still exciting him greatly.

I knelt down in front of him. He held his breath, waiting to see what I might do. Observing him closely, I was taken again with Lucius’ good looks. I watched the torrent of emotions playing on his face, the anticipation, the desire, even fear. He was trying to be still, be my closeness was having a marked effect on him. Lucius appeared to be vibrating, his breathing uneven and I watched him swallow hard. That drew my attention to his adam’s apple. A part of a man I had always found very sexy. Leaning in I licked it slowly, he whimpered at the contact, quickly trying to regain his composure. I sucked on it gently, moaning out my pleasure at the texture of his skin in my mouth. I kissed my way along his jaw line to his ear, taking the soft lobe into my mouth and biting it gently. Lucius exhaled the breath he had been holding and began to tremble. I sat back to observe him again, letting him calm. He was on the verge of speaking, but I shushed him right away. The sncamecame back, but he was visibly shaking now. Taking in his body, I was again drawn to his rose colored nipples. They were so hard, yet delicate. I leaned over and licked one of his nipples, making him suck in his breath, pulling it into my mouth, reveling in the feel and taste of him. Then I licked his other nipple in the same manner, while pinching the first hard. I was rewarded with a shudder that went through him, as another whimper escaped his lips. He was really enjoying this sweet torture. I knew the really intoxicating aspect for Lucius was, he thought a muggle woman was doing this to him. I would keep my identity from him as long as I could to heighten his pleasure.

Leaning in, I licked his lower lip teasingly, when he tried to kiss me, I pinched his other nipple harder than the first. He groaned and another shudder.

“Be still,” I whispered against his lips. “I want to taste you.” He was quiet, but still trembling. Opening his lips slightly, he waited for me. Again I moved in and licked his bottom lip, then the top. I bit his bottom lip, gently pulling it into my mouth, drawing a groan out of him. I moved back to his neck, nibbling on him and nuzzling him. My hair was near his face and I could hear him breathing in to get my scent. I leaned down and bit his taught shoulder, just hard enough to elicit a groan. Lucius lowered his head, brushing his cheek against mine, silently asking for more. I looked down and found him still hard. Good, he was enjoying this. I brushed my lips against his and whispered in his mouth for him to kiss me. Which he did immediately, with a building hunger. Lucius’ kisses were so different, not sweet and tender like Draco’s or passionate and all encompassing like Severus’. Lucius’ kisses were dignified and thorough, slow and searing. He had me moaning against him in no time. After several minutes, I pulled back reluctantly. His lips had held me, captured me as surely as if he had held me in his arms. I brushed my cheek against his, again. Enjoying the manly texture of his cheeks and chin, so in contrast to his lips which were soft like perfect rose petals.

Reluctantly, I stood up, I had to keep reminding myself this experience was for him, I would have to restrain myself. I backed away quietly and stood watching him. His head held high and his sneer firmly in place, he listened for me.

“Stand !” I said sharply. He started to unclasp his arms. “No! Hold those wrists, don’t make me bind you.” Lucius didn’t like being corrected and he didn’t like this undignified position. With his arms clasped behind him, he would not be able to get up gracefully, and Lucius was always graceful. He did the best he could, though.

Lucius stood there looking majestic. A classic roman statue, with a very large erection, I correctyselyself. The strength and power of his body was evident. I circled him again, then stopped behind him admiring his well muscled legs and buttocks. I ran both hands up his thighs and cupped his buttocks, squeezing gently, almost as one might admire a prize race horse. He submitted to this, but tensed a bit, not knowing what may come next. A thought occurred to me, he had seemed to enjoy the small amount of pain I had inflicted so far, why not a good spanking. I smiled at the indignity he would feel, to think a muggle woman was spanking him. Standing to his side, I brought my hand up sharply hearing a satisfying slap. Lucius yelped, not out of pain, but surprise.

“Don’t make me gag that lovely mouth. I would be most put out.” I said in a harsh whisper next to his ear. I slapped him again. He made a small noise in his clenched mouth. Going to the other side I spanked the other cheek in three rapid swats, a light pink warmth appeared on the skin being punished. I splayed my hand across it as his muscles clenched and released, his body in a turmoil of pleasure and pain. I delivered several more slaps to both cheeks, until they were both a lovely shade of pink and warm to the touch. I noticed his knuckles were white from gripping his wrist so tightly. The fact he was unbound, and submitting freely to this was wearing on him, breaking down his defenses.

I went around to face him and caressed the front of his thighs and ran my thumbs up his curls on either side of his shaft. Lucius moaned softly and I saw a bead of moisture formed at the tip of his shaft, joining the moisture nearly dripping from him. I bent my head and licked it off quickly. He drew in his breath, but he waited, trembling for more.

“You are not to release.” I said sharply. “Do you understand ?” Lucius swallowed and held his head higher.

“Yes, Mistress.” He said tightly. I knew patience was an issue for Lucius, so I would try not to push him too far.

I knelt down in front of him, placing my hands on his thighs, so he knew where I was. I slapped his inner thighs, getting him to spread his legs some, for balance. Under my hands I could feel him tensing, anticipating.

“Relax, Beauty.” I cooed softly as I ran my hands up his thighs to his hips. A mildly disgruntled noise escaped him at being called Beauty, but he was, just so beautiful to me at that moment. I shushed him again, as my hands continued up his sides and across his muscular stomach. Not being able to wait any longer, I nudged his sac with my nose, breathing in his masculine scent. Lightly I kissed each orb, feeling him lean towards me for more. I ran my cheek up the side of his shaft, feeling it’s heat against me. I moaned at the silken feel and felt him shudder again, a fresh bead of moisture glazing the tip of his length. I took the very tip of him into my mouth, while my hands stayed at his hips. He leaned forward, pressing the whole tip into my mouth. Immediately I let go of him, sitting back on my heels. I slapped his shaft, watching it sway in front of me. Lucius sucked in his breath hard. This was my game and he had to want to give in to it. After a few shuddering breaths, his head lowered, tilting to the side as if he could see me.

“Sorry, Mistress.” His need coming through in his voice.

“You need to learn patience, if you are to be a good slave.” I said roughly.

“Yes, Mistress.” Clearly another tactic was called for. I switched gears.

“Release your wrists. Place your hands at your sides.” He complied. “Come with me.” I said taking both of his hands and leading him to the side of the bed. I sat on the edge still holding his hands. “Kneel.” He knelt between my legs, I placed his hands on my thighs. He breathed deeply and I knew he could smell my arousal, and I could still feel him trembling through his hands.

“Pleasure me.” I instructed as I reclined on the bed, holding myself up with my elbows. The sneer returned to his face. He kissed my stocking covered thighs, parting them wider as he kissed his way up to my core, each kiss slow and deliberate. He found my nether lips, taking them into his mouth and sucking on them, he emitted a low moan. Then his tongue plunged forward, dipping into my entrance. I gasped and tilted my hips toward him. A soft chuckle of triumph came from him and he repeated his actions several more times. My pleasure bud was screaming for attention, but I wanted to see what his instincts told him. He resumed his kisses, finally finding my nub. Gently he pinched it with his lips, drawing a surprised gasp from me. His tongue flicked the nub causing me to whimper and jump. I bit my lip as I felt him inserting a finger into me. I pulled my legs wider and pushed towards him.

He froze suddenly, and I felt him readjust his body. Opening my eyes, I realized what must be happening. The frilly bed skirts must be driving him crazy, he had to pull away before he spent.

“Sorry, Mistress.” Lucius said sounding angry with himself. I softened , not wanting him to berate himself.

“You are doing fine, my Beauty. Continue when you can.” I leaned up and caressed his cheek. He seemed heartened by my praise. He began slowly pumping the finger in and out that had never left me. Angling himself away from the bed clothes, he put his lips on my pleasure nub again. This time using little licks , building a rhythm with his tongue and finger. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much of this and moaned, biting my lip again. When he added another finger, the feeling of fullness sending me to the edge as I gasped and cried out. He sucked hard on my pleasure bud as I grasped the back of his head, the waves crashing through me.

As I lay back on the bed letting my breathing calm, I felt Lucius’ forehead on my thigh and I could hear him panting. I let him calm some, I had something else in mind before I let him have his pleasure. I felt that twinge again, the same I had with Draco, that maybe I was pushing him too far. But this is why he’s here, I had to remind myself. He wants to play the slave, I couldn’t let my weakness interfere in his fantasy. This is for the slave, I reminded myself yet again.

“Come up here on the bed, my Beauty.” I said removing my Penoir and moving back amongst the pillows. He crawled up and I guided him to lie down next to me. Lucius’ shaft was now an angry red with a purple tinge at to the tip. I wondered if I shouldn’t alter my plans slightly. I ran the flat of my hand across his nipple testing his sensitivity, he drew in his breath, jumping a bit. A compromise was defiantly in order.

“This is your first time playing the slave ?” Talking would distract him, help calm him some.

“Yes, Mistress.” Lucius said his voice shaking, giving away his need.

“You’ve done very well.” There was that smiling sneer I liked so much. “Have you ever played the Master ?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Which do you prefer ?” He thought about this.

“I am not sure yet, Mistress.” At least he was being honest. I leaned down nuzzling his neck and biting his earlobe gently.

“Do you like when I call you, my Beauty ?” I whispered in his ear.

“Yes, Mistress.” He whispered back, a small shiver going through him.

“Do you enjoy the blindfold ?” I just wondered.

“Yes, Mistress.” He said after a small hesitation. I looked back down at his shaft. It was still hard, but looked more normal now. Still, I didn’t want to push him too far. Looking into his face again I brought a hand up and ran my fingers over his cheek and the side of his neck, then I couldn’t resist kissing him. Having this strong, influential man under my power was intoxicating. Lucius’ kisses were as slow and searing as before, holding me, drawing me in. I could kiss him for hours, I thought. Somewhat reluctantly, I pulled away.

“I’m going to straddle you, Beauty. You may release when I do, not before. Do you understand ?”

“Yes, Mistress.” He sounded a bit worried.

I straddled his hips carefully, so the corset wouldn’t poke him. Sitting up, I positioned his shaft, then sank down onto him, the sensation of fullness was exquisite. Staying still, I could feel him trembling beneath me and a throbbing going through his t.
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“Relax, my Beauty, you can do this.” I said encouraging him. I was really a much better slave than Mistress, I was being soft on him and I knew it. But a man like Lucius would not forgive himself for ‘failing’. I wanted his experience to be a positive one.

Lucius put his hands on my thighs and ran them up to feel the corset. A groan of understanding came from him as he realized for the first time what I was wearing. I let him explore, moving his hands up to cup my breasts through the fabric. The look on his face was determined as he began moving under me. I raised up a bit allowing him room to move. One of hinds nds ran down the front of the corset to the curls underneath, then his thumb found my nub. I groaned appreciatively, beginning to meet his thrusts, riding him with a growing heat building up in me. Looking into his face, I saw his nostrils flare and watched him bite his lip as he thrust up harder. That simple innocent act of biting his lip was so sweet, it lit the fuse to my imminent explosion. I began calling his name and gasping as his hard thrusts rocked me. My head went back as I gave myself over to his ministrations. Suddenly, I heard a nearly anguished growl emanate from him as he released, looking down at him, he appeared savage at that moment. The primal inner male, of the powerful graceful man I knew. We both shuddered and moaned softly. I finally collapsed onto the bed next to him.

“Gwenn ?” Lucius asked still panting and reaching up, removed the blindfold. He turned his steely blue eyes to me in wonder and then smiled. A genuine smile that went all the way to his eyes.

“How did you know ?” I asked surprised.

“You called out my name, in your throes . How is it you’re here ?” Lucius asked looking as though he had just received the gift he had always wanted.

“This is the safe house where I come. Severus doesn’t enjoy playing these games.”

“Don’t you believe that for one moment. He still talks about our ‘meeting’.” Lucius said giving me a knowing look. I suddenly felt very guilty.

“I’m sorry I ruined your fantasy, Lucius. About having a muggle Mistress.” Lucius laughed and pulled me into his arms.

“You were my fantaswennwenndolyn. I was intrigued by the idea ever since the first time you mentioned playing the Mistress for Draco. That was why the blindfold was a welcome surprise. I could pretend it was you.” We both laughed. Lucius leaned over and kissed me again, softly not like his kisses from before.

“Is the game over now, Gwenn ?” Lucius asked as he smoothed my hair from my face, looking into my eyes.

“Yes.”

“Good. I have an answer for you now, if you would like.” Lucius said. I raised an inquiring eyebrow at him. “I believe I prefer playing the slave, at least for you. You pushed me far beyond my usual limits.” He smiled at me again, more of an upturned smirk, but happy just the same. I smiled back and brought a hand to his cheek. His expression changed, looking very vulnerable somehow. His eyes searched mine. I looked at him asking the silent question. Lucius leaned in and kissed me, soft and searching, he felt fragile to me suddenly. I kissed him back, trying to reassure him. He pulled back searching my eyes again.

“Will I see you again ?” He asked softly. I thought about my answer for a moment, then decided I had always been honest with him before, now was not the time to change.

“I don’t think Severus would like that. I won’t deceive him.” His expression didn’t change.

“Severus ……. could come too….. if he liked.” Lucius said. Slowly it dawned on me what he was saying. A small smile played at his lips.

“Severus and I have shared women before. Sometimes …. I wondered….” He left the statement open, but I understood what he meant.

“You wondered what it might feel like, if he were making love to you.” I said putting his fantasy into words. A shiver went through him, but he held my gaze. This was a whole different bubbling cauldron, so to speak. “Would …… would you still want to play the slave ?”

Lucius eyes lit up and a blush actually came to his cheeks. I couldn’t help smiling at him. Yes, he would like to play the slave for Severus. He saw my understanding.

“I want you there, as well.” He added quickly.

“I will have to speak to Severus. He is coming into town this weekend to see me. I will send you an owl to let you know what he decides.” Lucius smiled broadly. “Come, I will help you dress, it’s gettiate.ate.”

We both stood. I went to the closet and pulled out his clothes. I was amused again at the thought of Lucius in muggle clothing.

“Where did you get these ?” I asked as he was stepping into the faded blue jeans.

“I found them in Draco’s room.” He said drawing the black polo shirt over his head. I couldn’t help but laugh. These must be some of the clothes Draco wears when he comes to see Roger. That made me think.

“Lacy, the young lady who brought you up to the room, expressed some interest in you. If you were so inclined, I could speak with her.” Amusement played on his face. I knew why, Lacy was a very lovely girl. She had long blond hair, deep blue eyes and was well proportioned for her small frame.

“I will think that over.” Lucius said, but I saw the decision had already been made. I would tell Lacy to be expect to hear from him.

When he was dress, I brushed Lucius’ hair. He was once again a sleek vision, as usual. He kissed my cheek, in his usual Malfoy manner.

“I will be looking forward to your owl.” He said, then turned and left. I sighed contentedly. I somehow felt more had passed between Lucius and I than the games we played. He had let me see through the façade, and trusted me with the knowledge I found there. I smiled to myself as I began to form a planhow how best to get Severus to agree to a meeting with Lucius. Lucius had said Severus enjoyed our games before. So why would he tell me he did not ? It was a good thing I had a couple of days to think about it. Laughing to myself, I went to shower and change. Things could get very interesting, very soon.

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