The Act of Seduction
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
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6
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Chapter Five
Chapter Five
“Black!” Severus hissed from behind her, making her stiffen.
“Nothing happened between us!” she exclaimed, sounding panicked. “I swear! All he did was teach me about rules, telling me there were limits to everything, and that as a submissive that I have to be careful! He was scared that I would be reckless and get myself hurt, Daddy!”
Severus moved closer to her growling, “Did he ever fuck you?”
“No,” she breathed. “He-he couldn’t stop thinking of me as Harry’s friend. And as such he thought of me as a daughter of sorts. He only wanted to assure himself that I wouldn’t put myself into danger. I swear, Daddy, he never touched me that way and he has never touched me the way you do.”
He took a ragged breath, massaging her breast. “Good girl.”
“Why are you different from other submissive witches?” Harry asked her.
She took a shuddering breath. “All submissives are different. Just as all dominants. It’s like keys and locks. There are millions of them. Each key goes to a different lock.” She was struggling to think at all as she could feel her Daddy’s fingers tracing her outer labia. Pursing her lips she whispered, “People generalize it. Think that any sub could be paired off with any dominant. It doesn’t work that way. We all have specific needs and if they aren’t met, if we have more we crave, then the pairing has failed and it’s time to move on.”
Hermione’s body went as taut as bowstring that had been over tightened, gripping at the restraints holding her up off of the ground, curling her toes as she might as if trying to find a way to hold onto the floor as well.
“Perhaps I asked the wrong question,” Harry said, walking around to see what Snape was doing to her, it was then that he saw that he was fingering her cunt with a slow deliberation that had Hermione all but screaming. “What kind of submissive are you?”
“I am…” She took air shakily into her lungs. “I am an odd mix. I need a gentle yet firm hand. I need…I need…” she sobbed. “Please, Daddy, I need!”
“I know,” Severus purred. “And when you finish answering this question, you shall receive. You’re being such a good girl. It’s just a little bit longer, my sweet cat.”
She let out a gulping sob, trying as she might to pull herself out of the lust that was taking over her entirely. It was with tears pouring down past her blindfold that she went on speaking.
“I can easily switch to being more dominant…it’s my temper. I need a master that can easily circumvent it… I’m a passionate woman… This too can lead to some difficulties with the wrong dominant… They can feel overwhelmed by this… As a sub I demand what I need at times... This doesn’t sit well with more than a few Doms.” She was crying now, not bothering to hide that fact.
“Are you done?” Snape asked Harry as he was stripping himself.
“For now,” he answered and watched as Severus went around to her front and lifted her legs up, wrapped them around his waist and entered her swiftly.
“Shh, my sweet, I’m right where I belong,” Severus whispered, as he continued to fuck her. “Your Daddy is taking care of you.”
Harry watched as Hermione used her arms to bounce herself up and down on Snape’s cock. Her ‘Daddy’ controlled her movements, whispering to her as they went, touching her, caressing and tasting as they fucked.
“So close, little one, so very close,” Severus murmured. “Say it and it’s yours.”
“Please, Daddy, let me cum on your cock!” she cried. “I’ll be your good girl!”
Snape’s hand went between their bodies and she threw her head back, screaming as her orgasm hit her. Severus climaxed, grunting her name over and over again, clinging to her. Soon Snape magically released her from her bonds, allowing her to melt like wax into his strong welcoming arms. A still raggedly breathing Hermione pressed her face to his shoulder as he carried her over to where Harry was standing.
“Good night, Mr. Potter,” he told him. “I assume you know the way out?”
Harry nodded.
“And Mr. Potter?”
Harry stopped walking as he turned to look at him.
“Did you learn anything?”
Harry cleared his throat. “You are one lucky bastard.”
Smiling slowly as he looked at the younger man from over his paramour’s shoulder. “That I am, Mr. Potter. That I am.”
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“Black!” Severus hissed from behind her, making her stiffen.
“Nothing happened between us!” she exclaimed, sounding panicked. “I swear! All he did was teach me about rules, telling me there were limits to everything, and that as a submissive that I have to be careful! He was scared that I would be reckless and get myself hurt, Daddy!”
Severus moved closer to her growling, “Did he ever fuck you?”
“No,” she breathed. “He-he couldn’t stop thinking of me as Harry’s friend. And as such he thought of me as a daughter of sorts. He only wanted to assure himself that I wouldn’t put myself into danger. I swear, Daddy, he never touched me that way and he has never touched me the way you do.”
He took a ragged breath, massaging her breast. “Good girl.”
“Why are you different from other submissive witches?” Harry asked her.
She took a shuddering breath. “All submissives are different. Just as all dominants. It’s like keys and locks. There are millions of them. Each key goes to a different lock.” She was struggling to think at all as she could feel her Daddy’s fingers tracing her outer labia. Pursing her lips she whispered, “People generalize it. Think that any sub could be paired off with any dominant. It doesn’t work that way. We all have specific needs and if they aren’t met, if we have more we crave, then the pairing has failed and it’s time to move on.”
Hermione’s body went as taut as bowstring that had been over tightened, gripping at the restraints holding her up off of the ground, curling her toes as she might as if trying to find a way to hold onto the floor as well.
“Perhaps I asked the wrong question,” Harry said, walking around to see what Snape was doing to her, it was then that he saw that he was fingering her cunt with a slow deliberation that had Hermione all but screaming. “What kind of submissive are you?”
“I am…” She took air shakily into her lungs. “I am an odd mix. I need a gentle yet firm hand. I need…I need…” she sobbed. “Please, Daddy, I need!”
“I know,” Severus purred. “And when you finish answering this question, you shall receive. You’re being such a good girl. It’s just a little bit longer, my sweet cat.”
She let out a gulping sob, trying as she might to pull herself out of the lust that was taking over her entirely. It was with tears pouring down past her blindfold that she went on speaking.
“I can easily switch to being more dominant…it’s my temper. I need a master that can easily circumvent it… I’m a passionate woman… This too can lead to some difficulties with the wrong dominant… They can feel overwhelmed by this… As a sub I demand what I need at times... This doesn’t sit well with more than a few Doms.” She was crying now, not bothering to hide that fact.
“Are you done?” Snape asked Harry as he was stripping himself.
“For now,” he answered and watched as Severus went around to her front and lifted her legs up, wrapped them around his waist and entered her swiftly.
“Shh, my sweet, I’m right where I belong,” Severus whispered, as he continued to fuck her. “Your Daddy is taking care of you.”
Harry watched as Hermione used her arms to bounce herself up and down on Snape’s cock. Her ‘Daddy’ controlled her movements, whispering to her as they went, touching her, caressing and tasting as they fucked.
“So close, little one, so very close,” Severus murmured. “Say it and it’s yours.”
“Please, Daddy, let me cum on your cock!” she cried. “I’ll be your good girl!”
Snape’s hand went between their bodies and she threw her head back, screaming as her orgasm hit her. Severus climaxed, grunting her name over and over again, clinging to her. Soon Snape magically released her from her bonds, allowing her to melt like wax into his strong welcoming arms. A still raggedly breathing Hermione pressed her face to his shoulder as he carried her over to where Harry was standing.
“Good night, Mr. Potter,” he told him. “I assume you know the way out?”
Harry nodded.
“And Mr. Potter?”
Harry stopped walking as he turned to look at him.
“Did you learn anything?”
Harry cleared his throat. “You are one lucky bastard.”
Smiling slowly as he looked at the younger man from over his paramour’s shoulder. “That I am, Mr. Potter. That I am.”
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