Love Games (Formerly His Pet Her Pleasure)
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Lucius/Hermione
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
15
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50,164
Reviews:
105
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
1
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Chapter 6
Chapter 6
“You do, my sweet, you do. Let us go upstairs, where it’s more comfortable.”
They entered into what was now their bedroom, after Narcissa left Lucius moved Hermione into his ex-wife’s old room. She rarely used it for much more then changing clothes or such, her predilection was to sleep in the same bed as Lucius, he found he preferred it that way, too.
Closing the door he turned to find her standing in front of him, her hands rose to his shirt as she started undoing the buttons.
“So, what game shall we play tonight?” She said, as she looked up at him, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Placing his hands on her hips, drawing her a bit closer he said, “We could continue our little game from the library. I know it is one of your favourites as well as one of mine.”
“Mmmm, I do so enjoy that one. I love when you get so assertive and demanding.”
He felt a shudder run through her. Who would ever have guessed that the normally bossy little Muggle-born witch would enjoy playing the submissive? Tracing a finger along her jaw to her chin he tilted her head up a bit more, her pupils were opened wider indicating her building excitement. He leaned down and teasingly kissed her, his lips barely touching hers.
“Seeing as we are both in agreement, my dear, let the game begin.” Raising his hand he called out, “Accio collar!”
The collar made of supple leather flew thru the air into his hand. Silver snakes encircled it, the O-ring in the middle held a silver M encrusted with emeralds.
“On your knees, slut.”
Hermione knelt before him, hands at her side, back straight, and her knees about a foot apart exposing her sex to him. She bent her head as he put the collar snugly around her neck.
Crouching down, Lucius said to her softly, “You stay right there, my little supplicant, till your Master returns.”
He returned about five minutes later wearing only black silk pyjama type pants. His erection tenting his pants was unmistakeable. In his hand, he carried a riding crop.
He circled her several times, touching the crop to her breasts, up her spine, and inner thighs.
“The question I must ask myself is what am I to do with you? There are so many ways I can entertain myself with you, let me think…” He paced back and forth in front of her, slapping the palm of his hand with the crop. “…ahhh, yes, something we have not done in awhile.”
Standing in front of Hermione using the handle of the crop he placed it under her chin making her look up at him.
“Do you remember one of the first games we played, my wanton slave, the one in which YOU had to learn, self-control?”
Searching her memories of that time she was almost certain she knew what he had in mind.
“I believe so, Master.”
“Tell me what you think I’m speaking of.”
“I was not allowed to climax until you gave me your permission.”
“Correct. I believe you do need another lesson in self-control.”
He walked across the room, out of her line of sight, she heard him mutter a spell and the duvet on the bed move.
“Come here, pet. Time for your lesson to begin.”
Hermione started to rise when she heard him say…”I did not say walk, slave, on your hands and knees and crawl to me.”
Doing as he instructed she crawled over to the bed where he stood.
“Good girl, stay right there, it’s a lovely position to see you in, and those luscious breasts of yours sway so nicely. Rock back and forth like I was fucking you from behind.”
Lucius reached down, catching one of her swaying breast in his hand squeezing and kneading it.
“Are you getting wet, slut, thinking about how it would feel if I really was fucking you right now?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Stop moving, slave.”
He walked behind her, using a finger he slipped it between her nether lips and explored her silky wet folds.
“Such a cock hungry slut you are, just the thought of getting fucked makes you wet.”
Sliding his finger inside her he withdrew it and came back to face her, placing his finger now slick with her honey he put it to her mouth.
“Open your mouth,” placing his finger on her tongue she closed her mouth around it, “lick your honey off my finger.”
Hermione ran her tongue down and around the digit in her mouth, sucking on it as if she was sucking on his cock.
“Quite tasty, don’t you agree?”
Removing his finger from her mouth, Lucius turned back towards the bed.
“I want you to sit down on edge of the bed and lay back, your feet up on the edge and your legs spread…wide.”
Once Hermione was upon the bed and positioned as Lucius wanted he took two pillows from a nearby chair.
“Hips up, slut.”
As she lifted her hips up from the bed, he placed both pillows under her bum and indicated for her to lower herself down. This caused Hermione’s pelvis to lift up and tilt, giving Lucius easier access to her wet folds.
“Now, arms over your head. Yes, you look luscious like that.”
He stood between her splayed legs, taking his wand and he placed it on her hairless, nether lips as he spoke the incantation “Dilato”. Hermione felt herself opening to him as her lips spread apart, the cool air touching the warm wetness caused her to shudder.
Lucius watched her face and saw the amazement in her eyes.
“Oh yes, my dear, there is much yet for me to teach you.”
Authors Note: Dilato – to spread out. I know, I’m evil ending this chapter here. I will be working on next one, though I may not be able to get it posted till after the holiday.
To my lovely reviewers;
LaBibliographe: ROFLMAO, is that a hint that you want me to write one with YOU as the recipient of Lucius’ attention?
Lucius held his vixen in his arms, his hands roaming from her shoulders to her shapely arse.
“LaBib, my lascivious, lustful, goddess of all that is sensual, I must have you soon. I need to feel myself buried deep within your warm, wet folds.”
“Oh, Lucius, enough talk, take me to bed or take me here. Just take me, NOW.”
‘Bout what you had in mind?
DB1: Torture is over…more to follow.
ancientgirl: I’ll be writing more on their relationship out of the bed, as the story goes on. I see them as ‘equal partners’ in this. She does have a career and their sexual exploits are consensual.
wicraven, 999, and Dee Dee: Thanks for the reviews it’s always nice to know someone is enjoying my little walk on the pron side.
“You do, my sweet, you do. Let us go upstairs, where it’s more comfortable.”
They entered into what was now their bedroom, after Narcissa left Lucius moved Hermione into his ex-wife’s old room. She rarely used it for much more then changing clothes or such, her predilection was to sleep in the same bed as Lucius, he found he preferred it that way, too.
Closing the door he turned to find her standing in front of him, her hands rose to his shirt as she started undoing the buttons.
“So, what game shall we play tonight?” She said, as she looked up at him, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Placing his hands on her hips, drawing her a bit closer he said, “We could continue our little game from the library. I know it is one of your favourites as well as one of mine.”
“Mmmm, I do so enjoy that one. I love when you get so assertive and demanding.”
He felt a shudder run through her. Who would ever have guessed that the normally bossy little Muggle-born witch would enjoy playing the submissive? Tracing a finger along her jaw to her chin he tilted her head up a bit more, her pupils were opened wider indicating her building excitement. He leaned down and teasingly kissed her, his lips barely touching hers.
“Seeing as we are both in agreement, my dear, let the game begin.” Raising his hand he called out, “Accio collar!”
The collar made of supple leather flew thru the air into his hand. Silver snakes encircled it, the O-ring in the middle held a silver M encrusted with emeralds.
“On your knees, slut.”
Hermione knelt before him, hands at her side, back straight, and her knees about a foot apart exposing her sex to him. She bent her head as he put the collar snugly around her neck.
Crouching down, Lucius said to her softly, “You stay right there, my little supplicant, till your Master returns.”
He returned about five minutes later wearing only black silk pyjama type pants. His erection tenting his pants was unmistakeable. In his hand, he carried a riding crop.
He circled her several times, touching the crop to her breasts, up her spine, and inner thighs.
“The question I must ask myself is what am I to do with you? There are so many ways I can entertain myself with you, let me think…” He paced back and forth in front of her, slapping the palm of his hand with the crop. “…ahhh, yes, something we have not done in awhile.”
Standing in front of Hermione using the handle of the crop he placed it under her chin making her look up at him.
“Do you remember one of the first games we played, my wanton slave, the one in which YOU had to learn, self-control?”
Searching her memories of that time she was almost certain she knew what he had in mind.
“I believe so, Master.”
“Tell me what you think I’m speaking of.”
“I was not allowed to climax until you gave me your permission.”
“Correct. I believe you do need another lesson in self-control.”
He walked across the room, out of her line of sight, she heard him mutter a spell and the duvet on the bed move.
“Come here, pet. Time for your lesson to begin.”
Hermione started to rise when she heard him say…”I did not say walk, slave, on your hands and knees and crawl to me.”
Doing as he instructed she crawled over to the bed where he stood.
“Good girl, stay right there, it’s a lovely position to see you in, and those luscious breasts of yours sway so nicely. Rock back and forth like I was fucking you from behind.”
Lucius reached down, catching one of her swaying breast in his hand squeezing and kneading it.
“Are you getting wet, slut, thinking about how it would feel if I really was fucking you right now?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Stop moving, slave.”
He walked behind her, using a finger he slipped it between her nether lips and explored her silky wet folds.
“Such a cock hungry slut you are, just the thought of getting fucked makes you wet.”
Sliding his finger inside her he withdrew it and came back to face her, placing his finger now slick with her honey he put it to her mouth.
“Open your mouth,” placing his finger on her tongue she closed her mouth around it, “lick your honey off my finger.”
Hermione ran her tongue down and around the digit in her mouth, sucking on it as if she was sucking on his cock.
“Quite tasty, don’t you agree?”
Removing his finger from her mouth, Lucius turned back towards the bed.
“I want you to sit down on edge of the bed and lay back, your feet up on the edge and your legs spread…wide.”
Once Hermione was upon the bed and positioned as Lucius wanted he took two pillows from a nearby chair.
“Hips up, slut.”
As she lifted her hips up from the bed, he placed both pillows under her bum and indicated for her to lower herself down. This caused Hermione’s pelvis to lift up and tilt, giving Lucius easier access to her wet folds.
“Now, arms over your head. Yes, you look luscious like that.”
He stood between her splayed legs, taking his wand and he placed it on her hairless, nether lips as he spoke the incantation “Dilato”. Hermione felt herself opening to him as her lips spread apart, the cool air touching the warm wetness caused her to shudder.
Lucius watched her face and saw the amazement in her eyes.
“Oh yes, my dear, there is much yet for me to teach you.”
Authors Note: Dilato – to spread out. I know, I’m evil ending this chapter here. I will be working on next one, though I may not be able to get it posted till after the holiday.
To my lovely reviewers;
LaBibliographe: ROFLMAO, is that a hint that you want me to write one with YOU as the recipient of Lucius’ attention?
Lucius held his vixen in his arms, his hands roaming from her shoulders to her shapely arse.
“LaBib, my lascivious, lustful, goddess of all that is sensual, I must have you soon. I need to feel myself buried deep within your warm, wet folds.”
“Oh, Lucius, enough talk, take me to bed or take me here. Just take me, NOW.”
‘Bout what you had in mind?
DB1: Torture is over…more to follow.
ancientgirl: I’ll be writing more on their relationship out of the bed, as the story goes on. I see them as ‘equal partners’ in this. She does have a career and their sexual exploits are consensual.
wicraven, 999, and Dee Dee: Thanks for the reviews it’s always nice to know someone is enjoying my little walk on the pron side.