Naughty Snippets

Snippet #6 (A Dominant/Teasing Snape)

Naked, Severus sat down on the small wooden chair as Hermione stood before him, also without clothing. She stood there obediently as she was taught to do by the Potions Master. Things could get quite unpleasant otherwise.

The wizard's dark eyes drank her petite body in. He loved that Hermione was small, it gave him a greater sense of power and domination when he fucked her. She was small, but well stacked, with nice sized breasts that were round and firm, topped by tight, brown nipples. She had a small waists and large hips and thighs, just the way he liked it. Her legs were strong, smooth and pretty, her feet tiny. He loved to come on them, squirting his thick come between her toes with a growl

Hermione quivered in front of him, wondering what he had on his mind tonight. The Professor was a man of strange tastes and took pleasure in tormenting her for days before actually having sex with her. Instead, he would focus on one area of her body at a time. It could be any part, not just the usual areas men focus on...like breasts or ass or even pussy. With the Potions Master it could well be her hand, her neck, her hair, a leg, a foot...anything. And he would take time on it, working his magic until she was buckling with need then releasing and leaving her hanging until their next encounter, Hermione hoping he'd fuck her this time.

It was all part of his process to keep the witch hungry for him. He loved fucking Hermione, and she loved it too...greatly. That was precisely why he withheld himself...to show he was the one in control of this relationship and she couldn't expect him to give her his cock at every meeting. Pussy was not the only thing precious. Familiarity breeds contempt.

The last encounter had been focused on the small of her back, the wizard caressing it, laving it with his tongue, planting small kisses with his lips and teasing it with his huge organ until Hermione was in tears and begging him to relieve her.

"You want me to fuck you, Hermione?" Severus purred, straddling her legs and rubbing the head of his cock over her flesh as she rested on her hands and knees.

"Oh yes, Professor...yes," she moaned, her back hunching upward for more contact. He always made her address him as Professor.

"No, I will not," he breathed, a smirk on his face as she let out a groan of despair and continued to try and persuade him. But he would never give in, never break and enter her tight, dripping orifice until it was on his terms. Then, he was more than generous, giving the witch all the cock she could stand and then some...fucking her to tears, pistoning into her like a muggle jackhammer.

"Don't cry now, witch...this is what you've been begging me for the past week...now take it! Take it," he'd hiss, slapping between her thighs fiercely, driving his cock into her to the hilt, his face contorted with dark pleasure as he rode her body toward release and elation.

Hermione shrieked and screamed and orgasmed in that order...several times. She lived for his brutal possessions, the counterpoint to that soft, silken voice that was never, ever harsh when they were alone, unlike in the classroom. It was there that voice was raised in anger. Alone with her, it was commanding, authoritative and teasing, but never raging. Never cruel, unlike his actions. He could be so cruel.

"Come here, and get on your knees," the wizard said to her, widening his legs, his erect cock pulsing with blood as he pulled the foreskin back, his eyes calm as he watched her obey him.

Hermione's belly was tight with excitement. Was he going to let her suck his magnificent cock? Shove its hot hardness to the back of her throat over and over as he tightly held her hair in his fist, yanking her roughly?. A powerful pulse shot through her as she positioned herself on her knees between his legs, and she immediately went for the long, dripping shaft, opening her mouth wide...only to be snatched back by the hair.

"I didn't say you could take me into your mouth, Hermione. We are not going to do that tonight," he said to her in that calm, mocking voice.

Hermione looked up at him as he released her hair.

"Those eyes are so expressive. So full of need. You are completely smitten with me, aren't you witch?" Severus asked her.

"Yessss," Hermione replied.

The wizard smirked.

"As well you should be. No man would take the time to appreciate your body the way I do. I know you consider it torment, Hermione...and to you, maybe it is...but it is how I get my pleasure from you and you can't say my attentions...no matter how focused...aren't pleasurable to you as well," he said, caressing her hair for a moment, "Now straighten and move closer."

Hermione did so and the wizard rested his cock between her breasts.

"Press your lovely breasts around my cock tightly. Hold it snugly between your flesh. I want to feel them around me as I fuck them," the Potions Master said, his eyes fluttering as Hermione obeyed, the softness of her mounds encircling his shaft, capturing it in the cleft between.

"Oh yes, now hold them there," he said, reaching under her arm with one hand, and around her back with the other, holding the witch steady as he began to move...


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