Quidditch Lessons

By the time Wednesday had come there were quite a few rumors going around the school about who's lingerie had been left in the Quidditch pitch and what had happened for them to forget something so personal. No one was even close to the truth, but Draco had a fun time dding wild suggestions about some slut in the school.

Luna, on the other hand, was finding her self far from amused as she heard people talking about it wherever she went. Of course no one suspected her in the matter, most people didn't even realize she was a human, let alone a girl.

When dinner finally ended, Luna's stomach started to do little flips. Maybe she could stay in the dining hall forever? No, that wouldn't do, he would just come and get her. With a final, deep breath, she made her way slowly to the dreaded classroom.

He was already there when she arrived. His anger at her lateness showed clearly on his face. When she walked into the room he roughly pushed her up against the wall.

"I will not be kept waiting again." He snapped looking her in the eyes. "Understand?" Luna nodded keeping eye contact with him, she felt like she was unable to look away. "Now…" he started with smirk as his hand slipped up under her robes to feel the side of her hip and her soft breast. "That is a good pet…" he said pulling back away from her.

"I'm not your pet!" she snapped back. Draco raised his hand immediately as if he would hit her, but lowered it at the last minute. Luna didn't even flinch, she just looked in the eyes.

"Next time you talk back to me… I won't stop myself," he said as he seethed in anger. She needed to be taught respect and she would learn it tonight. "So now the first lesson must change from outer beauty to learning respect." He growled in anger. He had to calm himself; he didn't want to scare her away.

He took a deep breath before he calmly walked around to stand behind her. His hand brushed the loose fabric of her robes. "Now I think it is best to start with the rules," he said speaking into her ear softly. "So that you do not break them again. There are two kinds of crimes you commit. There is rebellion; things like not following an order or talking back to me," he started as his hands moved to her hips, gently massaging the skin through the fabric. "Then there is misbehavior, such as speaking out of turn or not following an order fast enough for my liking."

Luna stood perfectly still as he spoke, his warm breath sent confusing feelings through her body. She thought about what he had said, it was as if he thought she belonged to him now. Why would Draco Malfoy even want her to belong to him?

"The punishment for rebellion will get steadily worse at each offense," he continued as one of his hands moved around to her stomach. He noticed the goose bumps on her neck and smiled. "The punishment for misbehavior depends on the crime. Usually it will be a spanking, in private," he said before stepping back from her. "Now pet, apologize for talking back to me or you shall be punished." He walked around her again, wanting to see her eyes when she spoke.

She looked at him for a moment then looked away. "I am sorry for back talking to you," she said softly, looking at the wall and not him.

"How are you going to make it up to me so that I don't have to punish you?" he asked crossing his arms over his chest. Luna looked up into his eyes with alarm; he was going to make her make it up to him? It was embarrassing enough that she had to apologize for him calling her pet, which he was still doing.

"How would you like me to make it up to you?" She asked softly, not wanting to seem like she was rebelling again.

"I want you to keep a journal of your experiences at my hands and how they make you feel," he said, keeping eye contact with her; it was the surest way to get her to bend to his will. With a journal he would be able to understand better when to take a bit more from her.

"A journal doesn't seem so bad, she said before she was thinking of how he would respond to her speaking without permission. Draco smiled and cupped her cheek.

"I am glad this mistake was made today, now I can show you what misbehaving gets you," h e said in the most gentle and kind way. He stepped into her and started to unto the buttons of her robe, making sure not to touch her skin as he did. He pulled her robe carefully off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. "Get down on all fours," he ordered, his voice still kind.

She didn't understand why she was letting him do this to her, but that didn't stop her from moving onto all fours and staring at the ground. Soon she would feel his hand on her ass. "I want you to count for me," he told her, rubbing her flesh gently.

She suddenly felt his hand come down hard on her bottom. Her body jumped, more out of surprise then out of pain. The first was soon followed by a second and a third. She jumped to all of them, thinking vaguely she should be doing something else.

"If you don't start counting my pet, then the punishment will last forever. Start at one, whenever you feel like it." He spanked her a few more times before his words finally set in.

"One..." she gasped as her ass started to feel rather warm. "Two." she murmured at the next spank. By the time she got to ten her backside was nice and red. Draco grinned at his work, running a soft hand over it. Luna tensed at the touch.

Draco decided she had had enough for the night and was excited by the idea of her having put her robe on with her ass so red. "I will see you Saturday afternoon," he said, picking up and handing her robe back to her.