Blackmail is not just for Slytherins

A/N Warning there be Lemons ahead! In this chapter it hints at malfoycest - but DOES NOT include any... so if the hint freaks you out, do not worry, it does not go there... there is a good reason for it but to tell you now would ruin it so .... just read on ;)



Blackmail is not just for Slytherins



Chapter 6



Dinner at Malfoy Manor was a strained affair that evening, Lucius was watching Draco who appeared to be extremely nervous and rather on edge. Lucius noted that every so often his son would check something in his pocket and a couple of times he thought he saw his son take out a coin before putting it back into his pocket.



“Is there a problem Draco?” Lucius asked his son, his tone indicating that he knew that there was and would be displeased should Draco attempt to lie.



“No father” Draco replied but was unable to meet his fathers gaze.



For entire remaining time of the meal Lucius watched his son with a look of distrust which he did not attempt to disguise.



Draco was waiting to hear from his Mistress, he was eager to see her, inexplicably he found himself more and more eager to see her, even following their last encounter when he had been thoroughly humiliated; he found the release he experienced whenever she took him in hand was so much stronger than any he had ever felt.



He did not feel that he was a submissive guy, in fact he knew he was not and he was looking forward to finally breaking the contract and being free, but he would miss the orgasms he reached with her; he never would have thought that the mudblood would be so passionate, and be able to draw out so much passion from him.



As the house elves cleared the plates at the end of the meal Draco and his father retired to Lucius’ study for brandy. They had barely sat down with their drinks when Draco felt the familiar heat in his pocket as the coin nestling inside began to glow, indicating that his Mistress was calling him.



Draco had two coins in his pocket, he took out the one radiating heat and glanced at it before stuffing it out of sight again; ensuring that his father caught sight of the gold before it was returned to his pocket.



“Apologies father, I have something I must attend to, I will be back later this evening” Draco turned away from his father and stifled the urge to smile, the look on his father’s face was so easy to read; he was angry and he would definitely be checking on where Draco was going, especially as Draco had merely announced he was leaving rather than requesting he be excused from the room.



Returning to his suite; Draco quickly disrobed, taking the two coins from his pocket he placed one on the dresser and then he knelt, taking his own coin in his hands he was soon no longer in his room but kneeling before Hermione. She stepped forward and ran her fingers through his hair “is everything prepared?” she asked him.



“Yes Mistress, he was right behind me…”



“Good boy” she smiled at him, noticing the coin in her hand beginning to glow “it looks like we are about to have a guest my pet” she walked over to a circle she had drawn on the stone floor, placing the coin in the centre of the circle she stood back and waited wand in hand…



~*~*~*~



Back at Malfoy Manor Lucius raised an eyebrow sardonically as he watched his son make his excuses and leave, he watched his son leave the room before he drew his wand, disillusioned himself and followed closely behind him, he caught up with Draco easily and slipped into his suite behind him before his son was able to close the door. He watched as Draco undressed, he saw him place a coin onto the dresser; kneel and then he vanished.



“What in the blazes…” Lucius hissed as he dropped his disillusionment charm, where had Draco gone and why in the name of Merlin was he naked?



Lucius looked around the room hoping to see a clue of some sort; but he saw nothing, except for the coin his son had placed on the dresser. He moved over and picked up the coin, feeling a magical ripple as it ran up his arm, he knew then that the coin was charmed.



Turning the coin over he examined it, nothing seemed remarkable about the coin; or at least there was not until he felt it begin to heat in his palm. As he was pondering the coin he felt the familiar tug behind his navel that indicated that the coin was a portkey.



Lucius prepared himself for the landing and managed to land without falling on his arse. As his vision cleared and he was able to look around he saw Hermione Granger standing in the room with her wand drawn…



Lucius landed in the circle Hermione had drawn, he was unaware that the coin had brought him directly to its partner which lay on the floor beneath his feet.



“Expelliarmus!” Hermione cried and held out her hand to catch the snake headed wand as it flew across the room toward her.



As he was now disarmed Lucius tried his wandless magic to retrieve his wand, but nothing happened, he then attempted to disapparate and again he failed. He stood and glared at Hermione and saw her mutter wave her hand over his wand and utter the words “redi domun!” his wand glowed with a golden light and then vanished.



“What in blazes did you do with my wand?” he hissed at her.



Hermione smiled at him “Now now Lucius… play nicely!”



“I did not give you leave to use my first name you mudblood bitch!” he stepped towards her but as he reached the edge of the circle he was thrown back into the centre, unable to step out of the line.



“Always so arrogant, you really do need bringing down a peg or two; your wand is now at your home waiting for you, where I sent it!”



Lucius was furious, he glared at Hermione and then he glanced around the room, looking for something; anything which could assist him, it was then that he spotted his son, naked and kneeling… before her!



“Draco, what are you doing, stand up immediately and get dressed”



Draco did not respond to his father, he did not even look up; he stayed on his knees with his eyes cast down.



“My pet will not take orders from you Lucius, he answers only to his Mistress… don’t you my pet?” Hermione ran her fingers through Draco’s hair ruffling it slightly.



“That is correct Mistress” Draco replied with more confidence than he felt, he could feel his father’s eyes on him and feel the anger radiating from him. His father was furious with him but perversely Draco was enjoying the feeling he was inciting in his father, the bastard had been deserving of a set down for a long time, he just never expected it to come from a muggleborn woman. The irony of that situation was not lost on Draco as he fought to hide his smile.



Lucius watched the mudblood as she stroked his sons hair as though he were a pet and he was furious, how could his son merely kneel there subservient to her was beyond him, he wondered if his son was under an imperius curse, but he did not have the vacant look behind his eyes, in matter of fact his son looked at the mudblood bitch with undisguised hunger in his eyes.



“Don’t worry Lucius, Draco serves his Mistress by choice… do you not my pet?”



Draco turned his head and looked directly into his father’s eyes “yes Mistress, I serve you… willingly…” he enjoyed watching the fury in his father’s eyes at his words.



Casting his eyes across to the young witch Lucius was amazed at how sexy the petite mudblood looked, she was dressed in a long black PVC dress, it was cut low at the neckline; exposing her firm young breasts, which he had never realised were actually so large, she had grown a lot since the war, she was not overly slim, she now had the rounded softer figure of a woman not a girl; emphasised by the red and gold corset she wore over the dress. Running his eyes lower he saw the dress was split to the thigh and he could see her stockings and the long black boots which almost reached her thighs, as she moved towards him, her impossibly high heels clicking on the stone floor as she walked.



Although he would never condone having a permanent relationship with a half-blood or mudblood; Lucius had from time to time spent a few hours in the arms of one. In truth they tended to be better lovers than the cold pureblood socialites with whom he would normally socialise. I woman of ‘lower birth’ was freer to indulge in sex for the lust whereas a cold pureblood usually traded sex for trinkets or to further themselves socially or in marriage.



Despite the fact he was furious with this mudblood bitch he could still imagine sinking into her body and burying himself deep inside her.



“Oh Lucius, Lucius… what am I going to do with you?” Hermione asked as she walked around him, he turned his head and followed her with his eyes.



“I have wanted to teach you a lesson ever since we first met in Flourish & Blotts’ you insulted me, you insulted my parents, you are a racist Lucius Malfoy and if it were not for your money and contacts you would now be rotting in Azkaban; where you belong, you are a criminal but you escaped punishment… until now!” her amber eyes met his cold grey ones; neither seemed willing to look away.



“And just what do you think you can do about that?” he spat



“Well we will start with your clothing shall we…?”



“What the…”



“Your clothing Lucius, remove it, or I will remove it for you!”



“You will come nowhere near me bitch!” Lucius hissed, he looked over to his son who was merely watching the exchange with interest. Draco would be in a good position to aid him as she had her back to him, but he just stayed where he was knelt and did not move to help him.



“Do not harbour any illusions that I wish to lay a finger on you Lucius” Hermione responded flatly “frankly you disgust me; but you will disrobe, I will not ask you again” she hoped that she had delivered that blow convincingly, because although his beliefs and politics were a disgrace, the man himself was pure sex, he was handsome, too handsome in truth; if it were not for the fact that Draco was definitely following in his father’s looks, she would think that the man was merely a glamour; and although she despised the man, she found her mouth and pussy watering at the prospect of seeing the proud wizard naked.



Lucius glared at her stoically, there was no way he would be undressing before this mudblood.



Hermione walked away from him and Lucius sneered, evidently she did not have the courage of her conviction, she had already given in; he almost laughed as he watched her walk away. She stepped up onto a low dais and took a seat in the throne like chair which was set upon it, her skirt slipping open to reveal more of her legs and soft pale thighs.



From her seat Hermione looked back towards Lucius and raised her wand, “Dives…” she was about to cast a divesto charm to remove his clothing when she had a thought “Draco my pet, please go and remove your father’s clothing…” she saw the look of horror cross Draco’s face and she gave him a small smile, hoping he would understand that she would not make him actually do this.



Draco looked up at Hermione, she had really crossed the line, no way would he undress his own father, but he caught something in her eye, there was a look, he could not discern it, but he felt he should trust her, he bowed his head slightly “yes Mistress” he started to climb to his feet.



“NO!” Lucius hissed, “I have no idea what you have done to my son, but this is unacceptable!”



“Lucius you have a choice, disrobe now…, or Draco will do it for you…” Hermione glared at him.



Barely holding his anger from bubbling over Lucius held her gaze as he began to undress, slipping off his jacket and waistcoat. He unclipped the French cuffs of his shirt and then slowly unbuttoned the front of his shirt… he saw the light of hunger in her eyes as she watched him and he held his smile within him, he could not let her know he was pleased to know she was not unaffected by him. He watched her eyes move down his chest as he slipped his shirt off his shoulders. Running his hand slowly down his chest towards the waist of his trousers he saw her run her tongue across her lips before she sank her teeth into her bottom lip. As he unfastened his belt buckle he saw her chest rise and fall as her breathing deepened. Drawing the leather belt slowly through the belt loops he locked his eyes onto hers, as the belt slipped from the final loop he drew it out must faster, letting it crack like a whip before he dropped it.



Hermione jumped as the leather belt cracked against the floor, Gods no man had the rights to be as sexy as that arrogant bastard was, Draco was a very hot young guy, but his father was taller, slightly broader and he just oozed sex, she could see that given the years, experience and maturity Draco would be … gods she could barely even think straight now, she had two of the hottest wizards on the planet here in this room with her, one was naked and the other very soon would be joining him.



Her breath hitched as she watched Lucius unfasten the front of his trousers and begin to lower them, she was shocked to see that he wore no underwear, she had been expecting to see another layer of clothing but she was now face to … well not exactly face… with his very impressive manhood. Gods she could barely breathe as she saw his cock twitch as it grew in front of her; evidently Lucius was aroused despite her attempts to humiliate him. She heard a small sigh in front of her and glanced at Draco, she could see a look cross his face that she had never seen before and she almost laughed, her pet was jealous that she was admiring his father!



As he removed each item and dropped it; it flew to a table beside Hermione, once she had the pile of his clothing and Lucius stood naked and still as arrogant; Hermione repeated the spell she had used on his wand, sending his clothing home to await him later. Gods the man was as bastard but he was magnificent…



“See that was not so hard now was it?” Hermione drawled smoothly, letting her eyes run over his naked body, he was a truly attractive man, even though he was so many years her senior she could imagine what kind of lover he would be, if he was even half as good as his son, he would be great, but she had a feeling that with age came experience and Lucius Malfoy would actually be sublime in bed; she was actually disappointed that she would not be finding out, her aim was to humiliate the man and make him feel as insignificant as he had her that first time they met.



She looked down to Draco who was still kneeling, she saw his face as she had appraised his father’s naked body, and saw another flash of anger and jealously cross his face; her pet was definitely jealous, he thought she wanted his father; he was not wrong there and this made Hermione smile, he was so possessive of her, she thought it was actually a shame that their time was almost at an end, she would soon kiss him goodbye and never be with him again…



Adjusting her seat she pulled her dress up, opening the split as she spread her thighs, hooking each leg over the arms of the chair as she pushed herself forwards toward the edge of the seat “Draco my pet, come to me…”



Both Hermione and Lucius watched as Draco crawled across the floor until he was pretty much face to pussy with her. Hermione saw the look her pet gave his father as he was face to face with her plump and glistening petals; it was a look of smugness, that let Lucius know that it was Draco she favoured, and it would be Draco tasting her nectar while his father could merely watch; and watch he did…



Lucius could see that she wore no underwear; her neatly trimmed pussy was open and displayed before his son; her flushed pouting lips were swollen and coated in her juices.



He watched as she reached down and ran a finger between her lips, letting it linger on her clit for a moment before withdrawing it and offering it to Draco; who leant forward and suckled on the damp digit, savouring the flavour of her. Lucius ran his tongue across his lips, wishing he too could taste her, he was furious, humiliated and aroused… he cursed the bitch under his breath as he continued to watch.



As Draco ran his tongue around her finger; tasting her musky sweet juices mixed with the slightly saltiness of her flesh, looking up into her eye he implored her “please Mistress…. may I taste you?”



Hermione looked down at her pet and met his gaze, running her hand through his hair and across his cheek, “yes my pet… you may” as Draco leant forward to apply his tongue to her nether lips she gasped; gods she was going to miss him.



As Draco feasted on her pussy, Hermione looked over to Lucius, noting he was watching his son eat her. Draco had such a talented tongue, he ran it between her lips, letting it flicker and dance lightly over her clit, he took each of her lips in turn and sucked, nipping the soft flesh lightly with his teeth.



Reaching up Hermione unclipped the top of her dress, slipping it off her body so that she was naked from her shoulders to the top of the corset which sat just beneath her breasts, she heard a strangled gasp from the edge of the room and she looked again at Lucius, he was staring at her and Draco, his eyes shifting hungrily between his son who was nestled between her thighs and her breasts, he looked like a caged animal as he took a deep breath, it was obvious he could smell her arousal and she watched as his semi hard cock reared to full life.



Running her palms over her breasts she pinched and rolled her nipples, feeling the familiar ache growing low in her belly, her body was flushed pink and glazed with a sheer coat of sweat. An electric pulse began to vibrate up her spine, her mind becoming woolly as though she were drugged. Throwing back her head she placed one hand on the top of Draco’s head, urging him to continue, she knew her release was close as her entire body began to vibrate, her legs twitching as she stretched her thighs wider until they were almost painful.



Draco was running his lips across her thighs, the sensation was delicious, but she wanted his mouth back on her aching quim… she moaned and arched her back as Draco blew out a long breath across her wet flesh before diving back in, rolling his tongue and flickering it directly over her clit until she was panting above him.



He loved the taste of her and he also wanted to ensure that his father witnessed how hard he could make her cum, he could see his father wanted her and he was determined to imprint himself so firmly in her mind that even if she took his father, he; Draco would be the one she always remembered as the best orgasm of her life.



Biting her bottom lip so hard Hermione tasted the coppery tang of blood as she began to pant and gasp as she ground her face into the face of her pet. Draco knew how to take her to the edge and then fling her over, he sank his teeth into her clit and bit down as he unceremoniously rammed two fingers inside her, feeling her almost fly off the chair as she bucked and screamed out her passion.



As usual with Draco Hermione came hard, her pussy clenching hard against his fingers, her body jerking and twitching as though she had been given an electric shock. But Draco was not letting up, he continued to press his fingers deep inside her until he felt the sensitive spot deep inside her, flickering his tongue against her clit again he curled his fingers and stroked the pressure point inside her…



Hermione bucked against the chair as her pussy clenched harder still and drenched he hand and face with a waterfall of fresh juices, she had no idea at the time that she had actually experienced a female ejaculation; but Draco knew and he smiled as he licked her clean and drank in the juices of her orgasm.



Whilst her body came down and the pulses gradually slowed down; Draco knelt back up and she watched him lick his lips, taking as much of her juices into his mouth as he could.



She glanced over at Lucius and saw him struggling not to stroke his cock, he seemed to thrust his hips every so often, and saw the hungry look in his eyes. Unhooking her legs from the chair before leaning down she kissed Draco, tasting herself on his lips, running her lips across his cheek she whispered in his ear “trust me my pet and play along…”



Standing on shaky legs she walked over toward Lucius “looks like you enjoyed watching my pet Lucius…” she drawled.



She looked down at his rigid member and smirked “looks like you enjoyed it; a lot, maybe you want some of the same treatment?” she ran her tongue over her lips as though offering him an invite.



Lucius’ eyes flashed like quick silver and his cock twitched “yes…” he whispered, barely loud enough to be heard, he could smell her arousal more now as she approached him and he felt a jolt of jealousy that his son had tasted her passion and he had not; yet…



“I’m sorry Lucius, I did not hear that…” she smirked.



“Yes…” he said louder this time.



“Yes what?” she asked him “don’t tell me that you have forgotten your manners?”



“Yes… please…”



Hermione smiled “you have two options again now Lucius….” She looked at him with an evil glint in her eye “you either take yourself in hand, right here, now….” She paused for effect “or Draco will service you…” she added this second option calmly as though she had not just offered him something so distasteful.



“You sick bitch!” Lucius hissed, “I will do neither….”



“You WILL choose Lucius… or I will choose for you…” she turned towards Draco and gestured for him to come closer.



Draco knew; or at least he hoped; that she was merely torturing his father, and would not ask him to do this, he would refuse; and this would mean the termination of their agreement, he could not service his father that way… could he?



Lucius watched as his son crawled closer “Draco stop, you will come no closer!” he hissed at his son, but he was ignored, his son crawled closer still. It was obvious his son would carry out her wishes if he did not make a decision.



“NO!” Lucius cried “I will… I will do it myself…”



Hermione smiled and turned to Draco “stay there my pet” she smiled at the look of relief in his eyes, he had trusted her, but he had still been worried.



Lucius took his cock in one hand and heard a slight gasp and realised it had come from him, he could still smell her arousal in the air and see her damp thighs and curls which nestled between them as she stood watching him, her waist nipped in by her corset and her full breasts spilling out above it. He imagined getting the witch back for this day, he would, make her pay with her body.



He was picturing her on his bed, bound hand and foot, he was pressing his erection between her firm breasts; maybe he would use a lubrication spell to ease his way, letting his cock glide between those globes.



Later he would kneel between those pale thighs and taste the nectar his son had already sampled, he groaned as he realised his cock was jealous of his son for having been there first, and he wondered whether his son had buried his cock in her pussy yet, or would he; Lucius, get there first. He wanted to kneel behind her and pound her hard…



Running his fingers up and down his shaft before using his other hand to stroke and cup his balls; he continued with the visions in his mind. He would wrap his hands around her small waist and pound her until she screamed, making sure they were in front of a mirror so that he could see her face each time he bottomed out inside her and watch as her tits swayed with the force of each thrust; ensuring he bottomed out inside her, he would enjoy hearing her scream and gasp as he fucked her.



His cock was aching now, he wished he could feel her hot pussy grasping his cock but his hand would have to do. As he stroked the smooth glans and spread the precum over the smooth tip he groaned louder, wondering if anyone had ever fucked her in the arse, he saw himself taking her for the first time, reaming her until she screamed.



By Gods he would make her pay for today, he would keep her locked up until he tired of using her body, he would take her in every room of his home, including his dungeons…



Stroking himself harder and faster he saw her arse red and glowing after he punished her, he would spank her arse until she sobbed and begged him to fuck her instead, and then he would sink into her arse, not caring that her arse was now sore from his punishment.



Oh yes he was going to teach this mudblood bitch a very very hard lesson… he felt his cock twitch in his hand and he saw that she was watching him, her eyes rarely leaving his cock as he stroked it harder and faster. He had taken women before who had found both the length and girth of his cock hard to take and had complained he was too big, and she was a petite witch, he was sure he would make her pussy and arse ache like never before after he was done with her, by the Gods he would make that little bitch scream…



He felt his balls tighten and he arched his back, holding his cock firm as he growled, hitting his climax hard. He held his cock firmly as he sprayed his seed, expecting to see it hit the mudblood, and he was feeling satisfaction from the mental picture of his seed decorating her skin.



Unfortunately for Lucius however the magical circle he was in not only repelled him, but repelled his emission and directed it back at him.



Hermione grinned as she saw the shock on his face as his seed splashed back to coat his thighs, stomach and chest.



Lucius stood shaking, partly with anger; partly because he felt his legs could no longer hold him up they were so weak.



“Not bad Lucius…” Hermione smirked before waving her hand dismissively “you may go…”



“I may go? Who the hell do you think you are talking to you little bi….” He never finished his rant however as Hermione threw something towards him, instinctively he caught it and felt the pull of apparition. The bitch had thrown him a fucking portkey!



Hermione walked up to Draco “you did very well my pet, I think you will be rewarded…”



“We should leave here, my father…”



“Yes, I sent him home, but no doubt he will retrieve his wand and return now that he has been here once. Tonight my pet I will be yours, not as your Mistress, but as your lover if you wish it…”



“If I wish; of course I bloody do!” Draco smirked.



“I think we should leave here, do you have a safe location your father does not know?”



“Weirdly I do…” Draco wrapped his arms around Hermione and kissed her, as their lips connected he apparated them to his loft.



Mere seconds after they had disapparated Lucius apparated back into the dungeon room to find it empty and he had no idea where they had gone…



Lucius raised his wand and threw a curse across the room; shattering the chair Hermione had been sitting on, the wood splintered into confetti and drifted back to the ground. He was so angry he was lucky he did not splinch himself as he disapparated back to Malfoy Manor.





A/N the spell 'redi domun' basically means 'return home'



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