INSATIABLE

Dear glass of water : I understand your concern, please hang on… in this chapter I might have turned the Mdom tide for you – I hope?. I am glad you like the story, however (and I am not assuming it was you) BUT all my other die hard readers never gave me a bad vote before. It pisses all over morale to say the least. If you like the story, then vote accordingly… don’t give a bad vote just because it rubs you the wrong way (in terms of subject matter) or you THINK it might rub you the wrong way in the future. BDSM can be very cliché and very misunderstood in the same vein, but I do not think I already set in stone for Lucius to be the dom love… chew on that for a bit. Other than that, I enjoyed the reviews – just please don’t jump the gun on me loves and start assuming crazy things… - Love Esme
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Hermione heard the door open and stilled her hand. After listening intently for a few seconds she quickly plunged her fingers back into herself , though there was a silencing spell she still felt like she would be found out. She heard the footsteps near the stall and another light clicking sound. His cane tapping on the tile of the floor. “FUCK!” she whispered aloud.

The closer to the stall he got the more furiously he sucked on the coin. She needed him inside her so badly she couldn’t take it anymore, but she did not want him to see her so needy and vulnerable.

Lucius tried the door but she had wards up, he gritted his teeth as he felt his cock trying to burst through his pants. He pressed his shoulder into the door and she yelped, if he broke down the door physically her wards would mean nothing.

He locked the bathroom door and ripped the stall door off its hinges with his bare hands. He took in the sight of her, she was spread wide and had her legs straddling the bars lining the stall, her cheeks were flushed and her silvery nipples danced in the light as they bounced in rhythm with her hips.

He grabbed her up and she tried to back away from him. "Need a hand?" he asked with a devious gleam in eye. She whimpered in protest, her body and mind warring with each other… she needed him inside her but couldn’t stand the implications of it. "don't ... touch me" she panted out.

But she wanted to scream his name as he fucked her relentlessly. She still never removed her hand from her folds. He slipped the coin out of his mouth and flicked it with his tongue before slipping into his breast pocket.

Her hips jutted onto his stomach as he flicked the coin. He pushed her against the stall and tore her hand from her folds. She struggled to get her hand back but he overcame her, sucking her fingers into his mouth greedily, she was lost in the feel of his lips and stopped her resistance

He lapped the juices of her hand and sucked on her index finger slowly, his eyes boring into hers as he quickly unleashed his cock from his restraints.

He gripped her hips and quickly sheathed himself deep inside her roughly. She moaned loudly feeling the sweet relief of him filling her. "Lucius" she groaned into his mouth. Within 12 strokes he brought himself to orgasm, he brought her to orgasm in less than 5.

She gripped onto his shoulders as he pinned her to the stall, her hips bucking wildly "fuck me again!" she called out as he leaned into her. Her pussy wet and pulsing still, she had an amazing orgasm but hated how quick it came, she needed him inside her again, her need was so great for him to fill her she couldn’t control herself. He had just had one of the most intense orgasms of his life and was panting wildly into her shoulder.

She pushed him away as she reached into her jacket and had her wand out before he had time to slide out of her. He looked dazed as she pulled him out of her. She aimed her wand on his cock "Fortify” she spelled his cock to spring back up instantly, he felt all the blood rush from his head to his cock and felt like he would pass out, he had never been harder in his life.

"FUCK" he gasped as he slumped against her, dizzy. She took the advantage and grasped his cock in her hands, she quickly impaled herself back on him and rode him furiously. He was gripping the railings as she pumped herself onto him and he gripped on to her hips as she tore her release from him.

He looked at her with a shocked expression. She was fucking him... using him for her pleasure, he had never felt like this before… to be pushed against the wall and be used like this. The pleasure pulsing through him was intense and he tried to thrust into her but his head wouldn’t clear. Eventually the blood started circulating a little more back to his brain as he realized she was in pure ecstasy.

She needed him so badly she couldn’t take it anymore "I can't stop fucking you". She gasped out, panting wildly against him as he tried to guide her down onto his hips as she steadied herself by gripping the top of the stall.

She grabbed his hand and guided it to her aching clit, he probed her lazily, still dizzy enough to pass out., just the mere touch of his fingers sent her over the edge.

"OH GODS LUCIUS!!!” she bellowed. She impaled herself hard onto him and he felt himself hit into her womb, she quivered above him and he came violently inside her. He felt himself grow even dizzier than before as his seed shot through him and up into her. She was still riding him hard and deep. She gripped his shoulders and he felt her juices burst over his cock. He couldn’t hold her up anymore and she slumped against him, chanting his name between pants.

He felt his legs give out and they collapsed onto the floor in a heap. She was still straddling him as she sat impaled onto his cock, her head on his shoulder. She felt the pain sear through her as her knees crash onto the hard tile. The pain made way to the most intense pleasure she had ever known.

She slowly regained her breath as she looked down at him. His hands were still griping her hips and he looked like he had passed out, eyes half lidded. She cupped his hands in her face and his eyes fluttered open. She gave him a deep and quick kiss before smirking at him. "How's it feel Minister?"

He hated the feeling of being so helpless, but knew he was in her hands… and she had fucked him senseless. He knew it had been different for her, to be feeling pain and the feeling of no control… he swallowed the small seed of guilt inside him for the first night to took her. He too had experienced the most intense orgasm of his life, the lack of oxygen heightened his senses to a new all time high.

She got up from him slowly and he watched as his cock slid out of her, still hard, her charm still on him. “Hermione!” he gasped out. His mind still clouded with lack of blood, and clouded over with lust still.

She had never over powered a man before… especially not during sex, and here she had overpowered the all mighty Lucius Malfoy, the man who now had the world at his feet was now at her feet, her mercy.

She tried to untangle herself from him in the stall but he lazily held on to her thighs, his silver eyes shining up at her. He looked so helpless and child like, it unnerved her completely. She knew the spell she put on his cock was an especially powerful one, she had used it in the throws of passion and used entirely too much force. She wondered how he was conscious at all… a quick rush of blood from his brain to his cock, making him deliciously hard and bigger than ever.

She never knew when she had had an orgasm that intense before. His eye lids were fluttering and he whispered out her name. He was on the brink of passing out, but she felt her loins stirring again. He was completely at her mercy, his eyes actually pleading with her, his big stormy grey eyes were so beautiful she thought. She was ashamed to admit it, but she was desperate to taste his seed… he moaned out her name again. “Hermione…please” he gasped again. He sounded so desperate she thought.

She knelt back down beside him, and licked his lips before kissing them gently. She took his length in her hand and stroked him a little. He let out another hoarse moan. All his senses were heightened in this state and the mere touch of her lips on his cock put him on overdrive.

She felt so dirty, half naked, on a bathroom floor, though pristine and upscale, with his cock in her mouth when he was barely conscious. She decided she liked this new feeling and took him down her throat. He felt like velvet… so smooth and fine, but he was enormous and she felt herself gag on him. She pushed past it and fucked his cock with her throat, sucking on him furiously. She could taste the hot salty cum already on him but craved more. She didn’t stop till she felt the hand he had wrapped in her hair slack and his geyser of cum rocket into the back of her throat. She got her reward, his hot seed filling her mouth, she ran it over her tongue and licked it off her lips in satisfaction, before swallowing it all down greedily. She heard his last throaty moan as he slumped against the stall, completely unconscious.

She knew she liked that feeling, of being in total control of him, his personality and everything about him said power, yet she brought him to his knees. She whispered the counter charm and she watched him carefully for a couple minutes until he stirred, eyes flashing open. The child like glean in his eyes gone, she missed it already. She scourgified both of them and righted her clothes. He still felt woozy and she tried to help him to his feet. “truce?” she drawled as he stared in wide wonder at her.
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I will not explain myself or my stories further- if you don't wan't to see Lucius as dominant than avert your eyes now *lol* He is the perfect character to express dominance... I could make any other character easily submissive, but not letting Lucius have a great deal of power devoids him of his raw sexual magnetism. That does not suggest that Hermione will not have her day! if you don't want Hermione to have sex, swear, drink, or connive than avert your eyes again. Peace out.