Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

"Really? You want me to sexually play with other 'Me's"

Lucifer chuckled. "Yes. I have a couple of fantasies in mind."

"What are you going to make me do?"

"What would you like to do?"

Her eyes got wider. "I don't know."

"Have you thought about kissing?"

'You know I have....' "Yes."

"Would you like to feel your tits from a different perspective?"

Hermione blushed. "Yes."

"Lick them?"

Her teeth bit her lower lip in hesitation. "Yes."

"Do you want to finger her cunt? Just remember like Samael another Hermione will also have her own thoughts...a completely different person from you."

She nodded.

"Tasting it?"

Hermione didn't respond right away.

He raised one eyebrow as if he already knew the answer and was waiting for her to deny it.

She whispered, "I'm scared."

"That's to be expected. Would you do it if I asked you?"

She bit her lip and nodded.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes."

"Do you wish to continue my collar?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Lucifer. I wanted you to collar me way before you gave me."

"So you were just giving me the third degree for fun?"

"No, I just wanted to be sure."

"And you're sure now?"

"Ye----Ow ow ow?!"

Lucifer smirked. "At first it was just matching your skin's colour but now it has been engraved permanently inside you forever, pet."

"Bloody hell! It's like so many needles are pressing into me!"

"You answer my questions with sir, and you don't speak unless addressed."

"Y-yes, sir."

"You'll do what I ask without hesitation?"

"Y-you must know that I am a very good girl for you, Sir!"

Hermione didn't know how to feel, when she saw his collar disappearing inside her body for eternity.

It made the entire realm shiver.

"My collar likes you, pet," he said, noticing her pale skin again.

He glanced down at his cock."Let's see how good you can be."

Lucifer went to the bureau and got the clamps. She didn't say anything as he adjusted the tension.

He wanted them tight. If she could stay quiet, they were off to a good start.

"Keep your hands on your head. This is going to hurt. I expect you to take the pain. Your mouth should remain closed. Is all that clear?"

"Yes, sir." She mashed her lips tight.

"Excellent."

He pinched her right nipple until it was sticking out enough for him to clamp.

When the jaws closed around the bud, she made a sharp sound behind her lips but kept her mouth shut.

As the clamp pinched the other nipple, her nasal exhales became ragged.

She was squeezing her eyes closed, trying to control her breathing.

'Very good...' "Bend forward and put your arse in the air, chest to the ground."

Her body shook as she obeyed, pushing her bum as high as it would go.

He dropped the tawse on ground in front of her face. "Do you remember this pet? Would you like it again?"

"Y-yes, sir." Her voice sounded shaky, quavering with restraint, Hermione remembered her arse getting brutalised at one night.

"Kiss your old friend before it kisses your arse."

Shifting forward, she kissed the leather.

Lucifer picked it up and stood to one side, rubbing the leather over her buttocks.

He didn't make the first hit overly hard.

He wanted her to like it now.

'Swack!'

A red line formed across her skin.

He laid on another. She jumped at the contact but otherwise stayed still and quiet.

He put a foot on either side of her hips, facing her upturned rump.

The next hit went down the back of her right cheek and thigh.

'It hurts! Fuck!' She shouted behind her sealed lips.

The tawse slapped the left side so they'd match.

Reaching down, he felt the heat in each crimsoned line.

Her bum warmed his hand like fire.

Standing back up, he swatted her with the leather. Over and over.

The hits were hard enough to sting.

She'd be dripping for him by the time he finished.

Lucifer let the split tails of the tawse flick over the entire expanse of her bum.

She looked lovely when he was done.

Red and pink blotches decorated the curve of her arse like an expressionist painting.

Monet couldn't have done finer work.

He heard her sniffling and tossed aside the tawse, turning to watch her. "Are you wet, pet?"

"Yes, sir."

Her tearful answer was perfect.

He didn't want to hurt her, but he needed to know she could maintain composure no matter what.

"Sit up. Hands on your head."

She faced him, hands locked in her hair.

Lucifer unclamped her nipples one at a time, and she grimaced in pained relief.

Although her breathing was out of control, she said nothing.

He nodded with pleasure. "Stand up."

When she had risen, he took her hands, pulling them high above her head.

"Hold them there."

He got his wand and bound her wrists, levitating her until her toes were just barely resting on the floor.

Bending down, he lapped her nipple.

Her whimper was musical.

The other side got the same treatment, her pebbled flesh hot on his tongue.

"Do your nipples hurt?" he murmured to her chest.

"Yes, sir."

"Would you like me to fuck you now?"

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm. Open you legs. Let me see if you're wet enough."

Her feet came off the floor as she spread her legs.

He slipped a finger along her slit. It emerged drenched in her lust. "You're not quite there yet."

Her whimpering went straight to his cock; he'd have to fuck the hell out of her very soon.

The riding crop caught his eye.

Picking it up, he slowly circled her. "Beg me to whip you."

Hermione let out a shaky exhale. "Please whip me, sir."

"Louder."

"Please whip me, sir!"

"Where would you prefer it, pet? Your arse or your clit?"

She groaned. "My clit, sir!"

He came back in front of her. "I'm only giving you a choice because you've been so good. Thank me for being so kind."

"Thank you, sir."

Lucifer flicked his wand at her, and her legs spread apart. Her eyes went wide, but she kept quiet.

Circling his wand in the air, her legs pulled higher and higher until she was hanging from her hands and ankles in a V, wide open for him.

She looked scared out of her mind.

Running the leather keeper down her inner thigh, he gave her nether lips a light tap upon arrival.

She deserved a reward. "You've been a very good girl. I'm proud of you."

She stared at him, silently begging him to keep talking.

Slowly and methodically, he slapped her clit, the sound wet and delicious.

After a couple minutes, her lower lip began to tremble. "It's all right, pet. I want you to come. You may open your mouth. Make any sound you want, so long as you remain respectful."

"Thank you, sir," she whispered.

He could see how close she was.

She kept struggling to get her legs wider so the leather would make better contact.

He went a little faster. Her eyes rolled back, and she strained against the invisible ropes.

"Unnnnnh!"

Her body convulsed in the air; she looked possessed.

He watched as she writhed and moaned through her orgasm, his cock turning to titanium.

When she sank in exhaustion, Lucifer stroked her puffy pussy lips until she opened her eyes. "That was beautiful, pet. Tell me what you want."

"I want your cock, sir. Please."

Lucifer smiled; she looked relieved that he'd given her that token of affection.

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