Please Punish Me

Disclaimer: JKR Owns all. I claim to own nothing but the plot of this story.

Hermione grinned in excitement as she watched Bill who was wanking himself on their bed. She’d been out of town for the last few days for work and she’d expressly told her husband to not touch himself so he’d be really excited when she got home.

He didn’t know she was home yet though, as she’d been quiet and was standing in the hallway looking through the crack of the door. She knew he’d disobey which was why she gave him a direct order that she knew he couldn’t follow. As much as she loved him, her husband just couldn’t go for even two days without some form of sexual gratification.

She found that out three years ago when they’d started their relationship. She had been twenty-one and had previously been in a serious relationship with Charlie for the previous two years. Luckily after a while all the Weasley’s got over the fact that she’d been with two of the family since the only one who could have thrown a fit didn’t. Charlie hadn’t minded at all when Hermione got with Bill. In fact they had him join in on more than a few occasions. But they kept that fact between the three of them, none of them wanted to see the families reaction to the fact that not only did Charlie join in, but had even after their marriage a year and a half ago.

Hermione shuddered while imagining Molly Weasley’s fit that would be thrown if she had ever found out that little tidbit. What happened in their sex life was no one’s business besides their own. Although they’d come close a few times to having been found out when one of his family suddenly stopped by and entered without even knocking. Fred and George had been the closest to discovering them when they apparated into the living room while the threesome were enjoying some very intense sex in Hermione’s office. She’d been so pissed off that they’d interrupted before any of them had had a chance to orgasm that she had put an anti-apparition ban on the house. She also changed the passwords weekly so that none of their family or friends was able to just walk right on in.

She smirked remembering how only the fact that Charlie had confiscated her wand and Bill had her hands imprisoned behind her back saved the twins from spending months in St. Mungo’s while trying to be de-hexed. She still had visions of hexing them almost to the point of oblivion, daydreamed about it sometimes in fact.

Shaking her head she focused on Bill who was nearing his orgasm. She knew if she broke in to soon he’d not finish so she bided her time thinking of how she was going to punish him. And punish him she was.

Suddenly Bill grunted and his seed splashed over his hand and onto his taunt stomach. He quivered for a few moments before relaxing. He went to grab his wand to clean himself when he stopped, freezing exactly where he was when he saw his petite wife standing in the doorway. Swallowing he tried to think of what to say when she interrupted him.

“Well, well well. What do we have here?” Hermione walked towards the bed while watching her husband who laid there looking like he’d been caught in the cookie jar before dinner. “It looks like, love, that you disobeyed me after I specifically told you not to do that. Whatever shall I do with you now?”

”Um…hi baby. Been home long?” Bill weakly chuckled even as he started to get a bit excited at what Hermione might do to him. He knew she’d punish him for his crime, which was ultimately fine by him. He loved her punishments, they were always a mixture between harsh and erotic to him. He was actually hoping she’d decide he was bad enough to take him herself.

At the thought of her saying the only seldom used spell to grow a penis and fuck his arse he found himself getting rather hard and starting to point up towards his stomach again. He silently groaned as he looked into her face and watched her eyes narrow a bit.

“Long enough lover to see that you disobeyed me.” Hermione replied as she took off her jacket and started to unbutton her shirt. “What ever shall I do with you? Should I spank you till your arse is beet red? Or should I flog your back and buttocks making thin long marks all over your freckled skin? Or wait, maybe I shouldn’t do anything and see if you’d learn your lesson that way. What choices I have!”

Bill groaned huskily as his cock hardened even more as she talked. The only thing he wouldn’t like is if she did nothing at all about his disobedience. Anything else was perfectly fine with him. And very satisfactory indeed.

“Whatever you wish to do to me mistress, the choice is yours.” Bill murmured as he watched her start to undress. He licked his lips as she tossed her robe over the chair and stood there in nothing but her black thong underwear and thigh high hose. She was bloody gorgeous, with or without clothes.

“Isn’t it always baby?” Hermione asked as she slid her panties down her legs. She knew what he was really wanting. Something she hadn’t done for a few months. Her husband wouldn’t let anyone other than herself inside his arse and that made it all the more special each time she did it. To bad Charlie wasn’t here, she thought, that way he could bugger her while she was buggering her wayward husband. That was always fun when they did that.

She turned after stepping out of her panties and picked up the lube from the top of the dresser and also grabbed a small paddle. “I’m going to beat your arse before I fuck it, love. And I don’t think I’ll be gentle either.”

His prick bobbed as if agreeing with her last statement. He couldn’t wait. Before she even had a chance to say anything else he was on his stomach with his knees under him. His arms crossed in front of his face which was resting along them. He was practically shaking in anticipation of her dominance over him.

He was a commanding person outside of their sex-life, and he liked giving up control to her in this area. He found it highly erotic when she would punish him in various forms. When she would tie him up or tie him down and either fuck herself on him or fuck him. Sometimes she didn’t even bother with a spell, she’d just wear one of her many strap on dildos and fuck him with that instead. While he preferred one that she suddenly grew, he wasn’t as picky as she thought he’d be. Just so long as she took him every once in a while he was a very happy man.

Hermione smiled as she watched him hurriedly turn over and get into the preferred position. ‘I’m going to beat your arse till it hurts so bad baby. I’m not going to stop until your screaming and begging me too.”

She stood behind him and without warning brought the thin paddle down on his left buttock. He groaned in surprise, jerking involuntarily away from the hit. She paid no mind to him what so ever and continued to rain blows down. She would alternate cheeks, every few strokes she’d suddenly go to a previously untouched part. Soon he was beet red, already bruising in certain areas. She didn’t stop even then. True to her word she didn’t stop until he started to scream and plead with her to stop, that it hurt so bad that he couldn’t take anymore. She threw the paddle to the floor and suddenly got on the bed right behind him, muttering the spell that would make a penis that was a cross between his and Charlie’s suddenly appear.

She quickly spread lube on herself and then slid a lubed finger in his tight hole. She moaned softly when he squeezed her finger as she stroked in and out a few times before adding another one. Soon he had three of her fingers up his bum, he was happily pushing back against them trying to get them deeper inside of himself.

She knew he was ready for her, so she suddenly withdrew her fingers and as he pushed himself back she thrust forward. She was impaled all the way inside the tight confines of his bum in a matter of seconds. He gave a guttural moan and thrust back against her a few times before stilling. He knew to give her a bit to gain control of herself so she didn’t spill immediately inside him.

Hermione keened loudly as his heat enveloped her, then she paused for a few minutes. Suddenly she drew back slowly before slamming forward and burying her full length inside him. Bill gave a muffled yell as pleasure engulfed him and the two of them moved together, both in synch with the other having done this many a time before. It wasn’t going to be slow and gentle but hard and fast. Each understood this and neither had a complaint about that.

Hermione was breathing hard and sweating profusely as she fucked her husband as hard and as quick as she could. She had a tight hold on his hips and was pulling him back to her as she was thrusting in. She knew he’d have bruises there as well when they were done. Suddenly Bill shouted her name as he spurted on the bedspread. His anal muscles clamped down on Hermione’s cock and milked her own orgasm from her. She screeched his name in return as her seed spurted into his hot cavern. She pumped shallowly for a few more seconds before pulling out and laying beside him on her back. She looked over at him and saw the blissful expression on his face.

Grinning she couldn’t resist saying, “You look well fucked lover. You know if I didn’t know better I’d think you liked being fucked like this rather than being inside me.”

”I am most definitely well fucked, Mione. And while I love having you inside me, I will always prefer to be inside you!!”

”Good. Because that’s how I prefer it too.” Hermione said as she yawned. Rough fucking always took a lot out of her so she knew she’d soon be asleep. Just as she was about to slip into the world of dreams she felt her husband kiss her lightly and say something.

“Thank you love. For not only loving me but also for punishing me so well. Feel free to do it anytime.”

THE END