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Another different way of looking at things
Disclaimer:Harry Potter and all related terms and characters are the property of JK Rowling. The use of copyrighted material is for non-profit entertainment purposes only, and in no way constitutes achallenge to the existing copyright.
So, here it goes...
Chapter 15 – A kiss between friends
Hermione Granger liked the week she was having. It was two days later, Thursday. The student body was calm, again. There had been a bit of a ruffle after the Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin game. Slytherin had relied as in previous years instead on cunning strategies on rather brutal methods. The Puffs with their motto of hard work were not amused, a couple of third year Slytherin mocked a little too much and one thing lead to another. It was nothing the prefects couldn't handle. But the Slytherin prefects had to be motivated to reign in their housemates. Hermione preferred to do that herself, she was not sure how Harry would have 'motivated'. The situation was to de-escalate, after all. Plus, she didn't want to miss out on the chance to tell Malfoy off a little. A good thing about McGonagall as Headmistress was a rather less tolerant attitude toward pureblood bigotry.
Classes were going well. Since they had spend quiet some time in their room, she had either there or in their 'normal' time ample opportunity to read and work ahead while Harry burned through Runes and Arithmancy to catch up. Would it not have been for the additional information from the teachers the classes would have been a waste of time. She had already begun the material for the next term. With any luck she would be able to finish that by Christmas. But that would depend on how well her training for the third step would progress.
The Training was the main reason why she was secretly smiling. Two day ago her Master had tested her, or rather both of them, if they were ready for the next step. They were. But she could honestly say that it had not been all fun and games. It was without doubt the hardest test she had ever done in her life. She had suffered, cried and screamed. And in the end she was a mess of bruised flesh, but she made it. She had tried to go on every time she thought she would be at her end, she concentrated on the thought that she would not fail her Master. That she would not fail her dream and her desire to be his slave. Even if it hurt like hell. Even when her bruised body just didn't want to cum anymore. When she hardly held on anymore.... And she made it. They made it. And with time to spare on top of that. She like to be well prepared. She always had.
Most of the physical training was not aimed at the step she was going to take on Saturday. That one was rather unexhausting, but aimed toward the third step. The step of wealth required trust, and Harry often gave her opportunity to test and strengthen her trust in his decisions. For example by simply immersing her in a tub full of an unknown liquid two days ago. Of course she wanted to know what is was and what it would do. But she liked how she kept herself from asking instantly. Her Master would know what it was. She didn't have to. He would take care of it. And of her. She didn't have to. The same went for the letter correspondence she had now with her mother. Without Harry's insistence she would never had told what she did. For example that she was submissive and that she had a relationship with Harry like she always dreamed of. Her mother was more understanding than Hermione had ever expected. She knew that one day she would have to tell the whole truth. But Harry would know when that day was.
She had been nervous yesterday when she saw Padma for the first time that day at breakfast. She knew Padma was going to test her this week. And it would be quiet a different test than two days ago. She didn't know what the Ravenclaw had in mind. If she should expect something similar to the event in the library weeks ago or something completely different. But Padma had been perceptive and smart as ever. After the second lesson that day she had asked if she could with Hermione in the privacy of an empty classroom. There Padma had asked her if she was so anxious because she had permission to do a little experiment. Hermione had only been able to nod, aroused already by the fact that she could do nothing to stop Padma if it happened right there. But Padma had just said that she would not do it if it meant that Hermione would be nervous all the time around her. That her friendship would be more important. Hermione did not know if she should be disappointed or even a little ashamed because she was not a good test subject. But she relaxed around her friend after that.
They were in the classroom for ancient runes today after class. It was the perfect place to test their rune project and at the same time study the subject further. Their rune cube was supposed to create a ward of their choice by acting as aanchor for the ward. It was not recommended to try this in the common rooms because a mistake in the carving could easily lead to an explosion by overloading itself with the magic the cube siphoned from the ambient magic in the air over time.
It was doubtful that others would join them soon. The project was not due for a month and as far as they knew they were the only ones who had the practical part ready for testing. It was getting late. Harry was as far as Hermione knew still at Gringotts. This morning her master had decided it would be a pantiless day for her. They were both deeply engage in their project. Padma was recarving one of the runes while Hermione set up a new test run for her own cube on an isolated table.
"Padma?" From the sound of her voice she was not asking about runes.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Are you really not going to use me?" her voice was something between sad and curious.
Padma came up to her side. "Hermione, I... don't have many friends that are more than study-partners. You and Luna are probably my best. I don't want you to be wary of me because I could do things to you. ...are you afraid of me because I have permission to use you?"
"No, I am not afraid of you. I am sorry I was so anxious around you yesterday, Padma. Being used, I dread it, I anticipate it." She looked in her friends face. "I love that I have no choice when I am being used or degraded. When Harry gives you permission to use me, it is his control I feel when you do. There are only two people Harry and I trust enough to give that permission. Can you be the friend I trust, Padma... can you please use me?"
Padma looked back at her, thinking. "I can do that, Hermione. We are friends right?"
Hermione nodded. "Thanks."
"I want to understand how you feel, how you ...react. When I for example test how wet your panties are..." At these words Hermione felt a hand slide under her skirt, between her legs and quite efficiently cupping her pussy. She was understandably shocked, but she knew she couldn't protest. Padma continued her explanation. Hermione blushed hard. "Oh I didn't expect that. But as I was saying, I wanted to check your level of arousal. When you were not expecting to be used. As far as I can feel your moisture level is very low. I suspect the reason for that to be the lack of 'anticipation and dread' as you called it. Would you agree?"
Hermione nodded again, still looking down. She saw Padma's hand vanish under her skirt and felt the warm skin on her. She felt herself heat up at the thought of being caught without panties by her friend. Padma went on with the commentary.
"But I expect for that to change soon, even when I am holding my hand very still and the amount of stimulation is kept to a minimal, because the embarrassment and humiliation is arousing you. Am I right, Hermione? Look at me."
Hermione raised her head. Her voice was a little stressed. "Yes, Padma. Is that a wonder? Wouldn't you be embarrassed when caught without your underwear? Wouldn't it be humiliating for you to have another girl touch you down there? Wouldn't you be mortified to know that you are getting wet even when you shouldn't, because the girl, your best friend on top of that, is allowed to do so?"
"I agree. But I suspect that it wouldn't arouse me but rather make me angry. If somebody would do that I suspect my reaction would be a slap to the face. But I am not submissive like you are and enjoy to be. ...Hmm, does it worry you that though we are both not attracted to each other, I am a rather essential part in this situation, which is clearly of a sexual nature for you? Are you concerned I would be appalled at your reactions?"
Hermione eyes widened. "Are you? Padma, you don't have to..."
She was cut off. "And I wouldn't if I would mind. Were your reaction simply caused by a liking toward the same gender I probably wouldn't either. But you are more complex and I want to learn about that. I proud myself of knowing quiet a lot about the general area of sexuality. Just because I don't want to subject myself to the bumbling hormonal excesses of males available here at school does not indicate the opposite. So, I don't mind helping you."
"Thank you. I know this is ...unusual..." Hermione said more relaxed.
"Rather fascinating, yes. I think I understand very well what your reactions are based on. As the words submissive suggest I suspect it is arather passive chain of reactions. Instead of respond actively to a stimulation that you know is ...improper, you react passively by feeling for example humiliation. Together with the lack of control you set yourself under your response is arousal. Would you say that is correct?"
Hermione still felt the hand on her pussy but got rather fascinated by the theory behind her sexuality. She was glad Padma wanted to understand her, even if her friend had to involve herself in rather naughty situations. Further she was grateful her friend was helping her so much, glad her friend was willing to use her. "Yes, the more aroused I become the more embarrassment I feel, which again heightens my arousal. You are my friend, Padma, and how you use me to research and test me just... it makes me hot. It is different with Luna..."
"Let us keep Luna out of this for now. I am afraid even without her direct presence, she would be able to mystify and occlude everything to the point where someone doubts his own logic." They shared a giggle."So, back to the subject. Would you say your arousal has come to a standstill for now or are you still feeling overly embarrassed or humiliated? I can feel that you have become quiet wet but it is not increasing."
Hermione took a deep breath. "I am ok for now. So, what would you like to test?"
"I would like to test you for the point at which your reactions are no longer passive. You can hardly influence the hardening of an acromastium or the moisture of your genitals. Similar, but not on such an biological level, I know you can't stop me. What I want to find out is at which point your are acting to further your arousal. Similar to when you asked me to help you climax in the library. Further, at which point you are going to reciprocate even knowing how inappropriate it would be since my actions are mainly the necessary stimuli of the test instead of being based on feelings of affection for you. I may also include verbal encouragement."
Sometimes Padma's way with word was just weird. Hermione had no real clue what would happen in reality next. One word worried her however."Reciprocate? Padma, I am not going to touch you down there."
The Ravenclaw got close to her took a deep breath to strengthen her resolve. "What I meant was... Are you going to kiss me back?" And brought her lips to Hermione's.
She had never been kissed by a girl before. She had never intended to be kissed by a girl. It felt weird. Padma's eyes were so close. Watching her for areaction. She could feel the heat from the other girl face, smell her shampoo clearly. She felt the soft lips touching hers, lightly touching her, nibbling at her bottom lip, softly pulling. Of course the ...sensation was good, but it felt like a sibling was doing it. It tasted like poison, sweet, sweet poison. Repulsive in a very entrancing way. Like a veela charm was affecting. You knew it was just a charm... but on the other hand you felt the effect... But overcoming the obvious jealousy toward a veela would be easy now compared to the feeling of Padma's lips. Hermione wanted it to stop. But not only did Padma hold her with a hand at the back of her head in place. She was allowed to kiss her like this. Hermione had no choice but to let her. She felt ashamed at how soft Padma's touch was. But when the Ravenclaw slightly pulled back, she had managed to not move a muscle.
Padma just whispered. "I would ask if that was an sufficient stimulus, but I don't need to. I can feel it right here." She squeezed Hermione pussy lightly. "It is so comfortable to test you Hermione. I can just put a hand between your legs and feel how wet you get from what I do to you. And you do. You are getting wetter." With that she ran a finger through Hermione pussy lips. "You know I did it because it was part of the test. Do you think you will remember that when I use my tongue?"
Hermione shivered at the word, but she forced herself to stay still. She felt her pussy pulsing in Padma's hand while the Indians mouth slowly approached hers again. She felt her tongue in the kiss, tentatively licking over her own lips. Over and over until the tongue slowly parted them and entered her mouth. Hermione moaned. She couldn't help it, she was horny. She knew that Padma didn't kiss her out of affection, love or even lust. Padma did not kiss her because she liked it. She was using it as a tool in her test. How embarrassing would it be to kiss her back. To just for one time slide her own tongue over hers. To admit how hot she got against her will. Being kissed by a girl.
Padma broke the kiss again. "You are such a good test subject. You are flowing freely over my hand. Are you ashamed how wet you have gotten. Just by being my... lab rat." Hermione buckled her hips in Padma's hand. Her face was deep red. "Oh, should I add a little more stimulus here? Do you like to be stroked like that?" She started to massage Hermione more intensely, even using a finger to penetrate the other girl. Hermione groaned and closed her eyes. She was getting closer. "I am testing you for your reaction, Hermione. Don't be afraid to show them. You are just my ...experiment after all." Padma resumed kissing Hermione deeply and pressed the ball of her thumb hard against her clit.
Hermione couldn't help it any more. Being called an experiment did it for her. The degradation shot like a lightning through her. She didn't care that she was kissing back a girl as hard as she could, She couldn't hold back anymore. She didn't even know if Padma was feeling anything at all. The thought that the analysing Ravenclaw was not affected at all by conducting the test on her even spiked her climax. She kept on shuddering. Padma helped her sit down before her knees would give out. They stayed silent. Hermione's breath had evened out when she spoke. She hadn't looked at Padma since she came. She knew she was being watched closely.
"Padma?"
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Isn't it... repulsive to you when you see how much I enjoy being like that with you? I can understand why Luna likes it... But if I had the choice between masturbating another girl or not to... Why do you like to use me, Padma?"
The Ravenclaw stayed silent for a while. She sat down on the next chair.
"No, I am not repulsed by you. At first I was at myself for touching you like I did in the library, for offering to help you climax... You are right, I don't enjoy touching you like Luna probably would. I don't mind, but I don't draw any pleasure from it." She pauses. "Hmm, why do I do it. I think it is the same reason you and your Master let me. Trust. You trust me enough to make me one of the very few allowed to use you. I am honoured by that trust. I am glad to be your friend and happy you trust me to be yours. I would not be a very good friend if I accept your trust as such but reject your trust you extend to me as a slave. I can see how much you enjoy being used by me. I am proud how much I can make you happy."
Hermione just went over to her and hugged her. Padma put her arms around her friend and quietly went on.
"I have to admit that calling you an experiment sounded cruel, even when I saw how much you reacted to it. And the kiss... I have seen many people kiss. From the pecks my parents give each other to the decreasingly clumsy kissing here at school. My mother even gave me a book on the subject. I... I have never kissed anyone before, Hermione ...not like that."
Hermione pulled away to look at her in surprise.
"I knew you would not want to be kissed by a girl, but that your lack of choice would arouse you. I...I don't know if I would have enjoyed it more with a boy... Was it a good kiss, Hermione?"
"Yes, it was a wonderful kiss." She hugged her again. "Thank you for your first kiss. ...so, are you going to use me again someday?"
Padma relaxed at the insurance. "I would be glad to. The research never stops after all..."
Hermione liked the sound of it when she said. "So what is the next approach in your project?" She wasthe project after all.
Padma had caught herself quickly and was now again in a more studious mood. "I was thinking about asking your Master for a permission to check your level of arousal more frequently during random times a day for at least ten to fourteen days. About three times a day."
Hermione pulled away again, eyes wide. "How would you do that? Would you just tell me to follow into an empty classroom, tell me bend over and check?"
"Maybe. Should nobody be around, I would not need an empty room for that. And even when there are other students around, I can be very discreet if I need to."
The feeling of lovely dread filled her again. "Harry and I talked about if I should be used more often. I don't want to become too indifferent. But your idea, It just sounds... hmmm. Merlin, I am glad my Master will decide if you use me like that. ...I should get up, otherwise your legs will get all wet."
"Of course."
"Thank you, Padma, again.. for being such a good friend."
Disclaimer:Harry Potter and all related terms and characters are the property of JK Rowling. The use of copyrighted material is for non-profit entertainment purposes only, and in no way constitutes achallenge to the existing copyright.
So, here it goes...
Chapter 15 – A kiss between friends
Hermione Granger liked the week she was having. It was two days later, Thursday. The student body was calm, again. There had been a bit of a ruffle after the Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin game. Slytherin had relied as in previous years instead on cunning strategies on rather brutal methods. The Puffs with their motto of hard work were not amused, a couple of third year Slytherin mocked a little too much and one thing lead to another. It was nothing the prefects couldn't handle. But the Slytherin prefects had to be motivated to reign in their housemates. Hermione preferred to do that herself, she was not sure how Harry would have 'motivated'. The situation was to de-escalate, after all. Plus, she didn't want to miss out on the chance to tell Malfoy off a little. A good thing about McGonagall as Headmistress was a rather less tolerant attitude toward pureblood bigotry.
Classes were going well. Since they had spend quiet some time in their room, she had either there or in their 'normal' time ample opportunity to read and work ahead while Harry burned through Runes and Arithmancy to catch up. Would it not have been for the additional information from the teachers the classes would have been a waste of time. She had already begun the material for the next term. With any luck she would be able to finish that by Christmas. But that would depend on how well her training for the third step would progress.
The Training was the main reason why she was secretly smiling. Two day ago her Master had tested her, or rather both of them, if they were ready for the next step. They were. But she could honestly say that it had not been all fun and games. It was without doubt the hardest test she had ever done in her life. She had suffered, cried and screamed. And in the end she was a mess of bruised flesh, but she made it. She had tried to go on every time she thought she would be at her end, she concentrated on the thought that she would not fail her Master. That she would not fail her dream and her desire to be his slave. Even if it hurt like hell. Even when her bruised body just didn't want to cum anymore. When she hardly held on anymore.... And she made it. They made it. And with time to spare on top of that. She like to be well prepared. She always had.
Most of the physical training was not aimed at the step she was going to take on Saturday. That one was rather unexhausting, but aimed toward the third step. The step of wealth required trust, and Harry often gave her opportunity to test and strengthen her trust in his decisions. For example by simply immersing her in a tub full of an unknown liquid two days ago. Of course she wanted to know what is was and what it would do. But she liked how she kept herself from asking instantly. Her Master would know what it was. She didn't have to. He would take care of it. And of her. She didn't have to. The same went for the letter correspondence she had now with her mother. Without Harry's insistence she would never had told what she did. For example that she was submissive and that she had a relationship with Harry like she always dreamed of. Her mother was more understanding than Hermione had ever expected. She knew that one day she would have to tell the whole truth. But Harry would know when that day was.
She had been nervous yesterday when she saw Padma for the first time that day at breakfast. She knew Padma was going to test her this week. And it would be quiet a different test than two days ago. She didn't know what the Ravenclaw had in mind. If she should expect something similar to the event in the library weeks ago or something completely different. But Padma had been perceptive and smart as ever. After the second lesson that day she had asked if she could with Hermione in the privacy of an empty classroom. There Padma had asked her if she was so anxious because she had permission to do a little experiment. Hermione had only been able to nod, aroused already by the fact that she could do nothing to stop Padma if it happened right there. But Padma had just said that she would not do it if it meant that Hermione would be nervous all the time around her. That her friendship would be more important. Hermione did not know if she should be disappointed or even a little ashamed because she was not a good test subject. But she relaxed around her friend after that.
They were in the classroom for ancient runes today after class. It was the perfect place to test their rune project and at the same time study the subject further. Their rune cube was supposed to create a ward of their choice by acting as aanchor for the ward. It was not recommended to try this in the common rooms because a mistake in the carving could easily lead to an explosion by overloading itself with the magic the cube siphoned from the ambient magic in the air over time.
It was doubtful that others would join them soon. The project was not due for a month and as far as they knew they were the only ones who had the practical part ready for testing. It was getting late. Harry was as far as Hermione knew still at Gringotts. This morning her master had decided it would be a pantiless day for her. They were both deeply engage in their project. Padma was recarving one of the runes while Hermione set up a new test run for her own cube on an isolated table.
"Padma?" From the sound of her voice she was not asking about runes.
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Are you really not going to use me?" her voice was something between sad and curious.
Padma came up to her side. "Hermione, I... don't have many friends that are more than study-partners. You and Luna are probably my best. I don't want you to be wary of me because I could do things to you. ...are you afraid of me because I have permission to use you?"
"No, I am not afraid of you. I am sorry I was so anxious around you yesterday, Padma. Being used, I dread it, I anticipate it." She looked in her friends face. "I love that I have no choice when I am being used or degraded. When Harry gives you permission to use me, it is his control I feel when you do. There are only two people Harry and I trust enough to give that permission. Can you be the friend I trust, Padma... can you please use me?"
Padma looked back at her, thinking. "I can do that, Hermione. We are friends right?"
Hermione nodded. "Thanks."
"I want to understand how you feel, how you ...react. When I for example test how wet your panties are..." At these words Hermione felt a hand slide under her skirt, between her legs and quite efficiently cupping her pussy. She was understandably shocked, but she knew she couldn't protest. Padma continued her explanation. Hermione blushed hard. "Oh I didn't expect that. But as I was saying, I wanted to check your level of arousal. When you were not expecting to be used. As far as I can feel your moisture level is very low. I suspect the reason for that to be the lack of 'anticipation and dread' as you called it. Would you agree?"
Hermione nodded again, still looking down. She saw Padma's hand vanish under her skirt and felt the warm skin on her. She felt herself heat up at the thought of being caught without panties by her friend. Padma went on with the commentary.
"But I expect for that to change soon, even when I am holding my hand very still and the amount of stimulation is kept to a minimal, because the embarrassment and humiliation is arousing you. Am I right, Hermione? Look at me."
Hermione raised her head. Her voice was a little stressed. "Yes, Padma. Is that a wonder? Wouldn't you be embarrassed when caught without your underwear? Wouldn't it be humiliating for you to have another girl touch you down there? Wouldn't you be mortified to know that you are getting wet even when you shouldn't, because the girl, your best friend on top of that, is allowed to do so?"
"I agree. But I suspect that it wouldn't arouse me but rather make me angry. If somebody would do that I suspect my reaction would be a slap to the face. But I am not submissive like you are and enjoy to be. ...Hmm, does it worry you that though we are both not attracted to each other, I am a rather essential part in this situation, which is clearly of a sexual nature for you? Are you concerned I would be appalled at your reactions?"
Hermione eyes widened. "Are you? Padma, you don't have to..."
She was cut off. "And I wouldn't if I would mind. Were your reaction simply caused by a liking toward the same gender I probably wouldn't either. But you are more complex and I want to learn about that. I proud myself of knowing quiet a lot about the general area of sexuality. Just because I don't want to subject myself to the bumbling hormonal excesses of males available here at school does not indicate the opposite. So, I don't mind helping you."
"Thank you. I know this is ...unusual..." Hermione said more relaxed.
"Rather fascinating, yes. I think I understand very well what your reactions are based on. As the words submissive suggest I suspect it is arather passive chain of reactions. Instead of respond actively to a stimulation that you know is ...improper, you react passively by feeling for example humiliation. Together with the lack of control you set yourself under your response is arousal. Would you say that is correct?"
Hermione still felt the hand on her pussy but got rather fascinated by the theory behind her sexuality. She was glad Padma wanted to understand her, even if her friend had to involve herself in rather naughty situations. Further she was grateful her friend was helping her so much, glad her friend was willing to use her. "Yes, the more aroused I become the more embarrassment I feel, which again heightens my arousal. You are my friend, Padma, and how you use me to research and test me just... it makes me hot. It is different with Luna..."
"Let us keep Luna out of this for now. I am afraid even without her direct presence, she would be able to mystify and occlude everything to the point where someone doubts his own logic." They shared a giggle."So, back to the subject. Would you say your arousal has come to a standstill for now or are you still feeling overly embarrassed or humiliated? I can feel that you have become quiet wet but it is not increasing."
Hermione took a deep breath. "I am ok for now. So, what would you like to test?"
"I would like to test you for the point at which your reactions are no longer passive. You can hardly influence the hardening of an acromastium or the moisture of your genitals. Similar, but not on such an biological level, I know you can't stop me. What I want to find out is at which point your are acting to further your arousal. Similar to when you asked me to help you climax in the library. Further, at which point you are going to reciprocate even knowing how inappropriate it would be since my actions are mainly the necessary stimuli of the test instead of being based on feelings of affection for you. I may also include verbal encouragement."
Sometimes Padma's way with word was just weird. Hermione had no real clue what would happen in reality next. One word worried her however."Reciprocate? Padma, I am not going to touch you down there."
The Ravenclaw got close to her took a deep breath to strengthen her resolve. "What I meant was... Are you going to kiss me back?" And brought her lips to Hermione's.
She had never been kissed by a girl before. She had never intended to be kissed by a girl. It felt weird. Padma's eyes were so close. Watching her for areaction. She could feel the heat from the other girl face, smell her shampoo clearly. She felt the soft lips touching hers, lightly touching her, nibbling at her bottom lip, softly pulling. Of course the ...sensation was good, but it felt like a sibling was doing it. It tasted like poison, sweet, sweet poison. Repulsive in a very entrancing way. Like a veela charm was affecting. You knew it was just a charm... but on the other hand you felt the effect... But overcoming the obvious jealousy toward a veela would be easy now compared to the feeling of Padma's lips. Hermione wanted it to stop. But not only did Padma hold her with a hand at the back of her head in place. She was allowed to kiss her like this. Hermione had no choice but to let her. She felt ashamed at how soft Padma's touch was. But when the Ravenclaw slightly pulled back, she had managed to not move a muscle.
Padma just whispered. "I would ask if that was an sufficient stimulus, but I don't need to. I can feel it right here." She squeezed Hermione pussy lightly. "It is so comfortable to test you Hermione. I can just put a hand between your legs and feel how wet you get from what I do to you. And you do. You are getting wetter." With that she ran a finger through Hermione pussy lips. "You know I did it because it was part of the test. Do you think you will remember that when I use my tongue?"
Hermione shivered at the word, but she forced herself to stay still. She felt her pussy pulsing in Padma's hand while the Indians mouth slowly approached hers again. She felt her tongue in the kiss, tentatively licking over her own lips. Over and over until the tongue slowly parted them and entered her mouth. Hermione moaned. She couldn't help it, she was horny. She knew that Padma didn't kiss her out of affection, love or even lust. Padma did not kiss her because she liked it. She was using it as a tool in her test. How embarrassing would it be to kiss her back. To just for one time slide her own tongue over hers. To admit how hot she got against her will. Being kissed by a girl.
Padma broke the kiss again. "You are such a good test subject. You are flowing freely over my hand. Are you ashamed how wet you have gotten. Just by being my... lab rat." Hermione buckled her hips in Padma's hand. Her face was deep red. "Oh, should I add a little more stimulus here? Do you like to be stroked like that?" She started to massage Hermione more intensely, even using a finger to penetrate the other girl. Hermione groaned and closed her eyes. She was getting closer. "I am testing you for your reaction, Hermione. Don't be afraid to show them. You are just my ...experiment after all." Padma resumed kissing Hermione deeply and pressed the ball of her thumb hard against her clit.
Hermione couldn't help it any more. Being called an experiment did it for her. The degradation shot like a lightning through her. She didn't care that she was kissing back a girl as hard as she could, She couldn't hold back anymore. She didn't even know if Padma was feeling anything at all. The thought that the analysing Ravenclaw was not affected at all by conducting the test on her even spiked her climax. She kept on shuddering. Padma helped her sit down before her knees would give out. They stayed silent. Hermione's breath had evened out when she spoke. She hadn't looked at Padma since she came. She knew she was being watched closely.
"Padma?"
"Yes, Hermione?"
"Isn't it... repulsive to you when you see how much I enjoy being like that with you? I can understand why Luna likes it... But if I had the choice between masturbating another girl or not to... Why do you like to use me, Padma?"
The Ravenclaw stayed silent for a while. She sat down on the next chair.
"No, I am not repulsed by you. At first I was at myself for touching you like I did in the library, for offering to help you climax... You are right, I don't enjoy touching you like Luna probably would. I don't mind, but I don't draw any pleasure from it." She pauses. "Hmm, why do I do it. I think it is the same reason you and your Master let me. Trust. You trust me enough to make me one of the very few allowed to use you. I am honoured by that trust. I am glad to be your friend and happy you trust me to be yours. I would not be a very good friend if I accept your trust as such but reject your trust you extend to me as a slave. I can see how much you enjoy being used by me. I am proud how much I can make you happy."
Hermione just went over to her and hugged her. Padma put her arms around her friend and quietly went on.
"I have to admit that calling you an experiment sounded cruel, even when I saw how much you reacted to it. And the kiss... I have seen many people kiss. From the pecks my parents give each other to the decreasingly clumsy kissing here at school. My mother even gave me a book on the subject. I... I have never kissed anyone before, Hermione ...not like that."
Hermione pulled away to look at her in surprise.
"I knew you would not want to be kissed by a girl, but that your lack of choice would arouse you. I...I don't know if I would have enjoyed it more with a boy... Was it a good kiss, Hermione?"
"Yes, it was a wonderful kiss." She hugged her again. "Thank you for your first kiss. ...so, are you going to use me again someday?"
Padma relaxed at the insurance. "I would be glad to. The research never stops after all..."
Hermione liked the sound of it when she said. "So what is the next approach in your project?" She wasthe project after all.
Padma had caught herself quickly and was now again in a more studious mood. "I was thinking about asking your Master for a permission to check your level of arousal more frequently during random times a day for at least ten to fourteen days. About three times a day."
Hermione pulled away again, eyes wide. "How would you do that? Would you just tell me to follow into an empty classroom, tell me bend over and check?"
"Maybe. Should nobody be around, I would not need an empty room for that. And even when there are other students around, I can be very discreet if I need to."
The feeling of lovely dread filled her again. "Harry and I talked about if I should be used more often. I don't want to become too indifferent. But your idea, It just sounds... hmmm. Merlin, I am glad my Master will decide if you use me like that. ...I should get up, otherwise your legs will get all wet."
"Of course."
"Thank you, Padma, again.. for being such a good friend."
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