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Chapter 6: A Finish to a Good Day
Leaving the Transfiguration class behind her Hermione completely failed to notice the strange look on professor McGonagalls' face. Picking up her pace so as not to be left behind by her master caused some interesting feelings to surge up inside her. Sitting throughout the class with the new object buried in her pussy was not to bad at all although she did notice when she moved on her seat interesting sensations were felt. Now however with the object in question under some sort of vibration charm and the fact that she had to hurry along to keep up with Harry things were different.
The vibration charm on the thick glass shaft was somewhat distracting but now she was noticing how close to the edge that she had gotten over the last 10 minutes. At last they arrived in the great hall and found their normal seats where she finally found a small measure of relief as she was able to stop walking.
Harry sat down and looked over at his slave with a new thought coming to bare. 'I wonder if I will ever get used to this wonderful feeling. Hell I hope not.' Looking down he noticed Hermione was sitting with her legs clamped together and her breathing was starting to quicken.
"Angel... spread your legs love. I don't want you to cum during dinner." Said Harry as he watched Ron and Ginny approach out of the corner of his eye.
Hermione's head snapped up to look at him a desperate need written on her face. Shuddering she looked down as her knees slowly opened and the extra pressure the clenched thighs were providing slowly slipped away.
"Yes master." She whispered as a blush slowly spread up her face.
Ron watched the pair as he and Ginny approached the table thoughts about what was wrong with Hermione tumbling across the front of his mind. He sat with a sigh and reached out across the table to take Hermione's hand in his with a realization of what may be wrong. The conversation on the train had been hard but this conversation was going to be harder he hated the fact that she was hurting and he was sure that it was his fault.
Hermione looked up at Ron as his hands touched hers and in confusion she looked over at Harry. Harry looked at Ron and then turned to Hermione with a look and a shrug that clearly said 'buggered if I know.'
Ron shuddered and started to speak, "Hermione... I'm sorry about what I said on the train. I'm sorry if what I said hurt you. I never meant to do that but it's clear to me that you need more than what I can give but I'm trying to be a good friend."
Hermione burst out laughing the shock of Ron's serious and comforting worry allowing her to ignore the maddeningly sensual vibrations in her groin. Noticing the look of hurt and shock on rons face she griped his hands tighter as he tried to remove them. "Ron... no it's not that what you said on the train was special to me. The thing is I don't love you like that and it means the world to me that you realize that we wouldn't work. I am your friend Ron and that will never change. What you just said... WOW Ron... do you know how much it means to me that you care enough to worry and to notice that there is something different. Ron... it's not you that's doing this to me and what's happening to me is not bad its... well its just going to take some getting used to."
Hermione looked across at Harry and raised her eyebrow waiting for an answer. Harry nodded with a smile for his two best friends.
Looking back over at Ron to see the relief clearly written on his face, "Ron... Harry and I well... last night we talked and we decided to see if what there is between us will work. I'm sorry Ron but hopefully you can understand."
Ron's head swiveled between the two and he smiled, "Oh thank god. I was so worried that had managed to do it again. You don't know how worried I was that you didn't want to be friends anymore." Looking somewhat embarrassed and sad he glanced down at the piles of food that had sprung up about them in preparation for the evening meal.
"I guess I always knew you and Harry were better suited and to be honest since midsummer I have been spending a lot of time with Luna." Ron smiled thinking of the blond witch and then finally admitted, "I think I'm falling in love. Do you think I have a chance with her?"
Harry thought about his previous conversation with Luna. "Ron I think you have a chance if you keep thinking before you speak I will have a talk with you about it later mate. OK?"
"Sure mate." Ron replied as he removed his hands from Hermione's and started to fill his plate with food.
Throughout the rest of dinner conversation was light and friendly and centered about Ron and his new found observation skills. Slowly they coaxed out of him information about both the time he spent with Luna since midsummer and what he had observed about Hermione's actions for the day. Continuing with his new habit he noticed Hermione blush as he talked about her strange actions during class.
"Ok Hermione why the blush what is going on this is more than just you and Harry being an item."
Hermione blushed even brighter with Ron's statement, "Merlin Ron... I don't know if I can handle this new observant Ron. Umm... all I have to say is its nothing to worry about and you will understand someday"
Ron snorted, "Ok... I can deal with that... for now. But my curiosity has been poked now."
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Dinner had finished and Ginny had left to spend time with her friends when Harry looked at Ron as he reached out to Hermione. "Well we will be off to our suite. We had a late night last night talking and we want to spend some time alone."
Ron laughed, "its ok Harry, Luna and I are heading to the library to study."
Harry Stood and helped Hermione to her feet, "Come on Angel."
Ron followed the pair from the great hall with a smile on his face witch only got wider as he saw Luna get up and head toward them.
~*~
Arriving at the Head Students Suite Hermione shuddered she had been on the edge of orgasm for close to 2 hours now. Harry walked into the suites common room and turned to watch Hermione as he lent on the arm of one of the loveseats.
Hermione stopped as she entered the room and waited until Harry was watching her. When she could feel his eyes on her she shuddered slightly and started to remove her robe and uniform. Before long she was standing in front of the closed door naked and waiting for her master to command her.
Harry watched as Hermione removed her clothes. As her firm breasts came into view he felt his breath catch in the back of his throat. Hermione reached around and fiddled with her skirt then let it drop to the ground as her hands came to rest at her sides. Harry felt his pants get tighter as his growing manhood started to try and rip the front open in its quest for freedom. As his eyes traveled down her body he smiled as he reached her groin finding a now clean shaven pussy the lips spread apart by the base of the glass dildo that was still fitted deeply in his slave.
Harry stood and crossed to the center of the room while noticing that the inside of her upper thighs glisten as light glistened on the obvious sign of her arousal. Reaching the center of the room he stopped and spoke after incanting a quick spell, "Velieris mihi ex qui operor non recipero. When you enter this room you will strip, cast this charm, place your wand in the draw in the table beside you and come to kneel here to wait for me. Do you understand slut?'
Hermione nodded, "Yes Master."
Turning she placed her Wand in the draw and walked across to Harry sinking to her knees before him. Harry smiled resting his hand on her head he walked around her surveying her body.
"if I am not here when com in you will follow the same routine except that you won't wait here for me rather you can rest on the couch or do anything that you need to do. Inside this room you may only use your want to do homework any other magic you do in this room must be done without your wand. Do you understand me slut?"
Again Hermione nodded, "Yes Master."
Harry stopped circling the kneeling slave he crouched at her side. Settling his hand on her shoulder he slowly ran it down across her chest gently cupping her breast his fingers grazing her nipple. Taking her nub of sensitive flesh between his finger and thumb he gently squeezed and smiled as he heard her gasp.
Still squeezing the nipple in his fingers Harry lent in to whisper in her ear, "so then slut how do you feel about the pain aspect of the life you crave?"
Hermione shuddered and moaned loudly as his grip on her nipple tightened.
"Please..." she whimpered, "Merlin yes Master... I..." she shuddered again, "Please hurt me!"
Harry smiled hearing her answer and the hand that was not currently occupied with her nipple lifted above and behind her head then dropping to land firmly on her naked ass. The feeling of the impact on her ass caused Hermione to jerk backward this movement combined with the grip Harry had on her nipple caused shaft of sweet pain.
Harry's hand raised and lowered sharply on her ass with a staccato rhythm and Hermione's sharp breaths degenerated into a long series of guttural moans.
Hermione shuddered at the feeling of Harry's hand the sweet pain in her rump set in stark contrast to the feeling of her breast being pulled taught as her body pulled back with each strike. Her mind started to fog and she only just registered the feeling of her pussy clenching about the intruding glass shaft. She was going to cum soon and it was going to be big."
"Master..." she moaned, "Please Master, may I cum."
Harry heard her request and stopped spanking. Pressing his hand to her breast he released her nipple and whispered, "No slut, not just yet."
Hermione moaned in frustration. "Please Master... Merlin please let me cum." She begged with tears of frustration running down her face.
Harry stood and looked down at his slave she was shivering her face contorted in a desperate need for release. Raking his fingers through her hair Harry smiled at her reaction as he thought about his next move. Standing there caressing her head gently his thoughts were interrupted slightly by a soft contented mewing sound. After a moment listening the quiet girl at his feet Harry's hand closed into his fist and he started to pull upward.
Feeling Harry's grip change in her hair and the upward tugging motion Hermione stood and followed her Master as he walked toward the table a hand still with a fistful of her hair. Arriving at the table she found herself pushed toward the table her torso being bent over to be left resting on the cool smooth surface. Harry was quiet during the whole process and this lack of verbal command combined with the short sharp controlling movements was getting her all worked up again.
Feeling a hand trail down her back and over her ass Hermione sucked in a breath wondering where the hand would stop. Holding her breath she felt a hand at her ankle guiding her feet to move further apart with a gentle pressure.
After moving his sluts feet Harry stood back and admired the scene in front of him. Hermione was bent over the table in the middle of the common room naked as the day she was born her legs spread so that her feet were a little more than shoulder width apart. The best part Harry considered was the fact that from this position he could see her freshly shaved pussy lips parted as they had been for the last few hours by her new toy.
Walking over to her Harry reached out gripped the base of the dildo and muttered a spell releasing the sticking charm he had used to keep it in place. That being done he gently twisted and withdrew the nice fat shaft from his slave.
With the feel of the penetrating spear being rotated and withdrawn from her tight box Hermione gasped with a strange mix of relief and disappointment.
Setting the glass phallus on the table inches from her face Harry reached down and caressed her pussy. Leaning down Harry whispered, "I see you got rid of the hair. Such a good girl aren't you?"
Hermione whimpered at the words. Knowing her master was pleased was almost more than she could take when combined with the gentle caress of her smooth mound the heat within her was rising quickly again.
"Good girls are rewarded." Harry continued to whisper in her ear.
With that comment she felt his fingers start to circle her clit and barely suppressed a loud moan as his thumb came into contact with the puckered ring of her backdoor. Gently the pressure of his fingers started to be applied more directly to her clit and his thumb started to press against her nether hole.
"Talk to me slut... tell me what you are... tell me what you want?" entreated Harry quietly.
Hermione groaned and shuddered, "I'm a slut master... your slut master. I'm yours body and soul." Another shudder interrupted her as his fingers continued to stimulate her clit.
"Merlin master... please let your whore cum. Please... please..." Hermione's pleaded as her voice descended into intelligibility.
Harry sped his fingers up and slipped his thumb into her slick pussy to begin pumping his thumb rubbing the pad against the front wall as he whispered. "cum for your master whore... cum for me..."
Hermione started to shudder and shake her breaths shortening in need as the pleasure burst across her starting in her clit only to rocket through her body. Arching her back off the desk her eyes wide open and her mouth contorted into a tight 'O' she collapsed back onto the table.
Harry smiled again as he felt the mussels of his slut's tunnel contract about his thumb and her body arch off the table. Slipping his hand out of her crotch Harry rubbed her back for a few moments before walking to the couch where he sat to watch her recovery.
After a few moments Hermione started to gather her bearings and looked about to see Harry sitting back on the couch watching her with a pleasant smile on his face. Standing she walked to him on unsteady feet. Reaching him she sank to her knees before him and looked up at him.
The look on her face as she knelt between his knees was one of lust and want. Sitting back she reached for the fastenings of his uniform slacks as she said, "master it seems you have gotten yourself into a bit of a state." Brushing her hand over his still hard bulge, "May I help you with that master?"
Harry simply nodded and leaned back slightly pushing his hips toward the front of the couch.
Hermione quickly unbuttoned his pants and extracted his cock from its confinements.
Harry felt a soft hand wrap about his shaft and after a few slow and wonderful pumps he felt her hot breath wash over the head shortly before her lips surrounded him. For the next 20 minutes Harry's world was a blur of soft lips stroking him and a talented tongue washing his shaft. All too soon in his opinion he felt the pressure build and then just moments later and completely without warning his slut coaxed a load of cream from him.
Hermione shuddered in delight as he fired several spurts of creamy cum into her mouth. The fact that he didn't warn her made the gift so much better. The knowledge that he expected her to just be a good slut and do as she knew was right made her all warm on the inside. Ok it was either that thought or the warm cum that she had just swallowed that was making her warm but whatever the reason she loved it.
Lifting his head Harry pulled her head of his deflating pole and stood, smiled down at Hermione and headed to the bedroom, "come slut time for bed."
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Chapter 6: A Finish to a Good Day
Leaving the Transfiguration class behind her Hermione completely failed to notice the strange look on professor McGonagalls' face. Picking up her pace so as not to be left behind by her master caused some interesting feelings to surge up inside her. Sitting throughout the class with the new object buried in her pussy was not to bad at all although she did notice when she moved on her seat interesting sensations were felt. Now however with the object in question under some sort of vibration charm and the fact that she had to hurry along to keep up with Harry things were different.
The vibration charm on the thick glass shaft was somewhat distracting but now she was noticing how close to the edge that she had gotten over the last 10 minutes. At last they arrived in the great hall and found their normal seats where she finally found a small measure of relief as she was able to stop walking.
Harry sat down and looked over at his slave with a new thought coming to bare. 'I wonder if I will ever get used to this wonderful feeling. Hell I hope not.' Looking down he noticed Hermione was sitting with her legs clamped together and her breathing was starting to quicken.
"Angel... spread your legs love. I don't want you to cum during dinner." Said Harry as he watched Ron and Ginny approach out of the corner of his eye.
Hermione's head snapped up to look at him a desperate need written on her face. Shuddering she looked down as her knees slowly opened and the extra pressure the clenched thighs were providing slowly slipped away.
"Yes master." She whispered as a blush slowly spread up her face.
Ron watched the pair as he and Ginny approached the table thoughts about what was wrong with Hermione tumbling across the front of his mind. He sat with a sigh and reached out across the table to take Hermione's hand in his with a realization of what may be wrong. The conversation on the train had been hard but this conversation was going to be harder he hated the fact that she was hurting and he was sure that it was his fault.
Hermione looked up at Ron as his hands touched hers and in confusion she looked over at Harry. Harry looked at Ron and then turned to Hermione with a look and a shrug that clearly said 'buggered if I know.'
Ron shuddered and started to speak, "Hermione... I'm sorry about what I said on the train. I'm sorry if what I said hurt you. I never meant to do that but it's clear to me that you need more than what I can give but I'm trying to be a good friend."
Hermione burst out laughing the shock of Ron's serious and comforting worry allowing her to ignore the maddeningly sensual vibrations in her groin. Noticing the look of hurt and shock on rons face she griped his hands tighter as he tried to remove them. "Ron... no it's not that what you said on the train was special to me. The thing is I don't love you like that and it means the world to me that you realize that we wouldn't work. I am your friend Ron and that will never change. What you just said... WOW Ron... do you know how much it means to me that you care enough to worry and to notice that there is something different. Ron... it's not you that's doing this to me and what's happening to me is not bad its... well its just going to take some getting used to."
Hermione looked across at Harry and raised her eyebrow waiting for an answer. Harry nodded with a smile for his two best friends.
Looking back over at Ron to see the relief clearly written on his face, "Ron... Harry and I well... last night we talked and we decided to see if what there is between us will work. I'm sorry Ron but hopefully you can understand."
Ron's head swiveled between the two and he smiled, "Oh thank god. I was so worried that had managed to do it again. You don't know how worried I was that you didn't want to be friends anymore." Looking somewhat embarrassed and sad he glanced down at the piles of food that had sprung up about them in preparation for the evening meal.
"I guess I always knew you and Harry were better suited and to be honest since midsummer I have been spending a lot of time with Luna." Ron smiled thinking of the blond witch and then finally admitted, "I think I'm falling in love. Do you think I have a chance with her?"
Harry thought about his previous conversation with Luna. "Ron I think you have a chance if you keep thinking before you speak I will have a talk with you about it later mate. OK?"
"Sure mate." Ron replied as he removed his hands from Hermione's and started to fill his plate with food.
Throughout the rest of dinner conversation was light and friendly and centered about Ron and his new found observation skills. Slowly they coaxed out of him information about both the time he spent with Luna since midsummer and what he had observed about Hermione's actions for the day. Continuing with his new habit he noticed Hermione blush as he talked about her strange actions during class.
"Ok Hermione why the blush what is going on this is more than just you and Harry being an item."
Hermione blushed even brighter with Ron's statement, "Merlin Ron... I don't know if I can handle this new observant Ron. Umm... all I have to say is its nothing to worry about and you will understand someday"
Ron snorted, "Ok... I can deal with that... for now. But my curiosity has been poked now."
~*~
Dinner had finished and Ginny had left to spend time with her friends when Harry looked at Ron as he reached out to Hermione. "Well we will be off to our suite. We had a late night last night talking and we want to spend some time alone."
Ron laughed, "its ok Harry, Luna and I are heading to the library to study."
Harry Stood and helped Hermione to her feet, "Come on Angel."
Ron followed the pair from the great hall with a smile on his face witch only got wider as he saw Luna get up and head toward them.
~*~
Arriving at the Head Students Suite Hermione shuddered she had been on the edge of orgasm for close to 2 hours now. Harry walked into the suites common room and turned to watch Hermione as he lent on the arm of one of the loveseats.
Hermione stopped as she entered the room and waited until Harry was watching her. When she could feel his eyes on her she shuddered slightly and started to remove her robe and uniform. Before long she was standing in front of the closed door naked and waiting for her master to command her.
Harry watched as Hermione removed her clothes. As her firm breasts came into view he felt his breath catch in the back of his throat. Hermione reached around and fiddled with her skirt then let it drop to the ground as her hands came to rest at her sides. Harry felt his pants get tighter as his growing manhood started to try and rip the front open in its quest for freedom. As his eyes traveled down her body he smiled as he reached her groin finding a now clean shaven pussy the lips spread apart by the base of the glass dildo that was still fitted deeply in his slave.
Harry stood and crossed to the center of the room while noticing that the inside of her upper thighs glisten as light glistened on the obvious sign of her arousal. Reaching the center of the room he stopped and spoke after incanting a quick spell, "Velieris mihi ex qui operor non recipero. When you enter this room you will strip, cast this charm, place your wand in the draw in the table beside you and come to kneel here to wait for me. Do you understand slut?'
Hermione nodded, "Yes Master."
Turning she placed her Wand in the draw and walked across to Harry sinking to her knees before him. Harry smiled resting his hand on her head he walked around her surveying her body.
"if I am not here when com in you will follow the same routine except that you won't wait here for me rather you can rest on the couch or do anything that you need to do. Inside this room you may only use your want to do homework any other magic you do in this room must be done without your wand. Do you understand me slut?"
Again Hermione nodded, "Yes Master."
Harry stopped circling the kneeling slave he crouched at her side. Settling his hand on her shoulder he slowly ran it down across her chest gently cupping her breast his fingers grazing her nipple. Taking her nub of sensitive flesh between his finger and thumb he gently squeezed and smiled as he heard her gasp.
Still squeezing the nipple in his fingers Harry lent in to whisper in her ear, "so then slut how do you feel about the pain aspect of the life you crave?"
Hermione shuddered and moaned loudly as his grip on her nipple tightened.
"Please..." she whimpered, "Merlin yes Master... I..." she shuddered again, "Please hurt me!"
Harry smiled hearing her answer and the hand that was not currently occupied with her nipple lifted above and behind her head then dropping to land firmly on her naked ass. The feeling of the impact on her ass caused Hermione to jerk backward this movement combined with the grip Harry had on her nipple caused shaft of sweet pain.
Harry's hand raised and lowered sharply on her ass with a staccato rhythm and Hermione's sharp breaths degenerated into a long series of guttural moans.
Hermione shuddered at the feeling of Harry's hand the sweet pain in her rump set in stark contrast to the feeling of her breast being pulled taught as her body pulled back with each strike. Her mind started to fog and she only just registered the feeling of her pussy clenching about the intruding glass shaft. She was going to cum soon and it was going to be big."
"Master..." she moaned, "Please Master, may I cum."
Harry heard her request and stopped spanking. Pressing his hand to her breast he released her nipple and whispered, "No slut, not just yet."
Hermione moaned in frustration. "Please Master... Merlin please let me cum." She begged with tears of frustration running down her face.
Harry stood and looked down at his slave she was shivering her face contorted in a desperate need for release. Raking his fingers through her hair Harry smiled at her reaction as he thought about his next move. Standing there caressing her head gently his thoughts were interrupted slightly by a soft contented mewing sound. After a moment listening the quiet girl at his feet Harry's hand closed into his fist and he started to pull upward.
Feeling Harry's grip change in her hair and the upward tugging motion Hermione stood and followed her Master as he walked toward the table a hand still with a fistful of her hair. Arriving at the table she found herself pushed toward the table her torso being bent over to be left resting on the cool smooth surface. Harry was quiet during the whole process and this lack of verbal command combined with the short sharp controlling movements was getting her all worked up again.
Feeling a hand trail down her back and over her ass Hermione sucked in a breath wondering where the hand would stop. Holding her breath she felt a hand at her ankle guiding her feet to move further apart with a gentle pressure.
After moving his sluts feet Harry stood back and admired the scene in front of him. Hermione was bent over the table in the middle of the common room naked as the day she was born her legs spread so that her feet were a little more than shoulder width apart. The best part Harry considered was the fact that from this position he could see her freshly shaved pussy lips parted as they had been for the last few hours by her new toy.
Walking over to her Harry reached out gripped the base of the dildo and muttered a spell releasing the sticking charm he had used to keep it in place. That being done he gently twisted and withdrew the nice fat shaft from his slave.
With the feel of the penetrating spear being rotated and withdrawn from her tight box Hermione gasped with a strange mix of relief and disappointment.
Setting the glass phallus on the table inches from her face Harry reached down and caressed her pussy. Leaning down Harry whispered, "I see you got rid of the hair. Such a good girl aren't you?"
Hermione whimpered at the words. Knowing her master was pleased was almost more than she could take when combined with the gentle caress of her smooth mound the heat within her was rising quickly again.
"Good girls are rewarded." Harry continued to whisper in her ear.
With that comment she felt his fingers start to circle her clit and barely suppressed a loud moan as his thumb came into contact with the puckered ring of her backdoor. Gently the pressure of his fingers started to be applied more directly to her clit and his thumb started to press against her nether hole.
"Talk to me slut... tell me what you are... tell me what you want?" entreated Harry quietly.
Hermione groaned and shuddered, "I'm a slut master... your slut master. I'm yours body and soul." Another shudder interrupted her as his fingers continued to stimulate her clit.
"Merlin master... please let your whore cum. Please... please..." Hermione's pleaded as her voice descended into intelligibility.
Harry sped his fingers up and slipped his thumb into her slick pussy to begin pumping his thumb rubbing the pad against the front wall as he whispered. "cum for your master whore... cum for me..."
Hermione started to shudder and shake her breaths shortening in need as the pleasure burst across her starting in her clit only to rocket through her body. Arching her back off the desk her eyes wide open and her mouth contorted into a tight 'O' she collapsed back onto the table.
Harry smiled again as he felt the mussels of his slut's tunnel contract about his thumb and her body arch off the table. Slipping his hand out of her crotch Harry rubbed her back for a few moments before walking to the couch where he sat to watch her recovery.
After a few moments Hermione started to gather her bearings and looked about to see Harry sitting back on the couch watching her with a pleasant smile on his face. Standing she walked to him on unsteady feet. Reaching him she sank to her knees before him and looked up at him.
The look on her face as she knelt between his knees was one of lust and want. Sitting back she reached for the fastenings of his uniform slacks as she said, "master it seems you have gotten yourself into a bit of a state." Brushing her hand over his still hard bulge, "May I help you with that master?"
Harry simply nodded and leaned back slightly pushing his hips toward the front of the couch.
Hermione quickly unbuttoned his pants and extracted his cock from its confinements.
Harry felt a soft hand wrap about his shaft and after a few slow and wonderful pumps he felt her hot breath wash over the head shortly before her lips surrounded him. For the next 20 minutes Harry's world was a blur of soft lips stroking him and a talented tongue washing his shaft. All too soon in his opinion he felt the pressure build and then just moments later and completely without warning his slut coaxed a load of cream from him.
Hermione shuddered in delight as he fired several spurts of creamy cum into her mouth. The fact that he didn't warn her made the gift so much better. The knowledge that he expected her to just be a good slut and do as she knew was right made her all warm on the inside. Ok it was either that thought or the warm cum that she had just swallowed that was making her warm but whatever the reason she loved it.
Lifting his head Harry pulled her head of his deflating pole and stood, smiled down at Hermione and headed to the bedroom, "come slut time for bed."
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