Hurts So Good
Hurts So Good
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“What do you say?”
“Please,
Mistress. I promise to be a good boy.”
Hermione looked
down at her willing victim. He was bound
spread-eagle to a bed through the use of magical chains.
in a leather corset, tightly laced in the back making the swell of her breasts
threaten to fall out of their cups, and a black lace thong.
boots.
She stepped across
the room for a moment to a wall where various implements of pleasure and pain were
hanging on their respective hooks.
Looking from side to side, she took in her choices and finally decided
on a sleek riding crop. She lifted it
from its place against the stone and walked back over to the head of the bed.
Hermione lifted her
wand from where it had been resting on the nearby table and muttered a quick
banishing charm. The man now lay before
her naked as the day he was born.
put the wand back down and focused on the task at hand.
Using the riding
crop, she trailed the end of it down the man’s chest.
whisper. “Are you sorry for what you
did?”
The man answered
her immediately. “Yes, Mistress.”
She grabbed a fist
full of hair and jerked his head back exposing his bulging Adam’s apple as it
bobbed up and down. She dug the end of the
riding crop into his throat as she leaned down to whisper menacingly.
The man swallowed
heavily. “I am, Mistress.”
“I think you need
to be punished.” Hermione carefully
placed one booted foot on the bed and lifted herself up.
of the bed making her tower over him.
“Do you think you should be punished?”
The man’s breathing
became erratic as he felt his cock hardening.
From this position, he could see between her legs to her
just-barely-covered slit. He tried to
keep his mind on what she was asking. “W
– Whatever you want, Mistress.”
She dropped down
onto him so she sat on his abdomen.
Reaching back, she delivered a stinging blow to his upper thigh with the
crop. “Why did you hesitate?
He could feel a red
welt begin to form from the strike; it only served to make him harder.
straight out from his body. Worse still,
her pussy was now directly in front of him and he could smell her readiness
wafting from it. His breath was coming
in pants now as he licked his lips.
“Please…”
Hermione switched
hands on the crop and struck him on his other thigh.
process making him groan from the pain and the pleasure.
He took a deep
breath and tried again. “Please, let me
taste you, Mistress.”
She tilted her head
to the side as she seemed to consider it.
“I suppose that’s acceptable.”
She stood from her place on his abdomen and pulled the thong down her
slim legs. Steadying herself, she walked
up the bed and sat on his face.
He wasted no time
in plunging his tongue her her hot core.
Lapping at the flowing juices, he began pulling his tongue in and out of
her wet slit. He varied the pressure and
speed. Hard, gentle, fast, slow, until
she had to grab onto the headboard. He
swirled his tongue around coming in contact with her inner walls and making her
juices drip down to cover his chin. The
smell and the feel of her pressed against his face was intoxicating and he
showed no signs of tiring. Suddenly, he
drew back just as she was on the brink of release.
“Hey, why’d you –“
He seized her clit
with his teeth and bit down sharply.
Hermione fell of
the edge as her body convulsed in raptures.
Her thighs trembled against his face and her knuckles were white from
gripping the headboard. She felt like
she was floating on a cloud as the intense ecstasy coursed through her until
she thought she wouldn’t be able to stand it any longer.
slumped back against his chest with her heart pounding.
man who’d brought her such pleasure.
His eyebrow
lifted. “How was that, Mistress?”
She picked up the
riding crop to where it had fallen on the bed and sat back on his thighs.
and she smiled when she saw the red marks.
“That was for your insolence. You
know better than to take that tone with me.”
She hit him once more for good measure.
“Now, do you have
something else to give me?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he
said as he bucked his hips up drawing her eyes to the proud cock standing before
her.
Hermione took it in
her hands and began to slide them up and down feeling the velvety steel of him
beneath her palms. She brushed her thumb
across the head hearing him hiss in gratification.
down and took a quick lick of the pre-cum that was leaking out of the hole in
the tip. He inhaled harshly at sig sight
and he hardened even more where he thought he would explode.
Finished with games
for the moment, Hermione straddled his hips and positioned her entrance above
his long member. Sinking down, she took
him in inch by tantalizing inch until she could feel his cock throbbing deep
inside her. She lifted up slowly and sank
back down letting out a small breathy sigh.
Rotating her hips, he slid in a bit more until the tip of his cock was
brushing against her womb.
She placed her
hands on his chest for leverage and she began to pick up the pace.
out of her well-lubricated passage. She
ground her clit against him when she came down stimulating the beginnings of an
orgasm. Watching his cock disappear
in-between her thighs and reappear, he started tugging at the chains frustrated
at not being able to touch her. He
wanted to grab her by the hips and pound into her over and over again.
Hermione now
started to ride him in earnest as she felt stifling warmth growing in the pit
of her stomach. Her breasts were trying
to escape their tight restraints as she bounced up and down faster and
faster. She threw her head back as she
felt her muscles straining to keep up with her while she slammed down on him at
an almost breakneck pace. She was close,
so close, and she couldn’t slow down now.
Frantic, she reached back to her last reserves of energy until she was
flying up and down on him in a frenzy.
Then, she broke as
the two of them climaxed together in a myriad of moans.
like the blood in their veins as they panted to catch their breath.
they finally started to come down.
Giving up on trying
to stay upright, Hermione sagged against him and his softening member slipped
out of her. She dropped soft kisses on
his chest before looking up at him.
“That was fantastic.”
He just nodded to
her in agreement.
After a few silent
moments, Hermione had regained her strength and rose from the bed.
before turning her attention back to him.
Muttering a few quick spells beneath her breath, she healed the welts
left by the crop before releasing him from his bonds.
He stood slowly
after picking up her panties where she’d dropped them.
to her and she put them on. After getting
dressed in their normal clothing, they shared a long, slow kiss before tidying
up the room until it looked the same way it did when they first came in.
As they went out
the door of the room, Draco Malfoy turned back to address his wife.
be the submissive one.”
Hermione took her
husband’s hand as they walked into the main part of the manor, intertwining her
fingers with his. “I can hardly wait.”
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