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Chapter 15: Aftermath

Harry sat and thought about what Tracy had just told him. After a moment he realized that he was going to have to think about this long and hard but there were things to do before he could take the time to do it.

Standing he reached his hand out to help Tracy off the floor, "Ok then I guess we better see how Hermione is getting on."

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Entering his bedroom Harry and Tracy looked about and found Hermione lying on her back in the middle of the bed, her face was glistening with half dried tears. Daphne was seated on one side of her one hand gently stroking her hair and Luna was half kneeling on the floor half laying on the bed her head close to Hermione and she was whispering to the naked girl.

Harry came to the end of the bed and stood there watching the three different girls. His slave was stretched out her feet about a meter apart and her arms by her side, her breasts a generous B cup sitting proud on her chest gravity not having much impact on the firm mounds. As he looked at her he could see about forty deep red short stripes running lengthways down her body. He shook his head slightly at the sight of these marks. His attention turned to Daphne and as the blond Slitherin looked up at him he could see twin tracks of tears running down her face and frowned slightly as he noticed the look on her face. The look was one of acceptance and need.

A sniffle from his right caught Harry's attention and he turned to face Tracy and again frowned as he saw fresh tears marring her cheeks as well.

Tracy looked up at Harry and noticed his raised eyebrow, "We all weep for a fallen sister that needs to be corrected milord. Each of us knows that it could just as easily be us that need the touch of the lash to remind us of our place. The main thing you need to remember is that your slaves will occasionally need to be reminded of their place. With luck the transgressions will not be major but you need to accept that mistakes get made and need appropriate correction."

Harry nodded and turned back to the bed where he noticed Hermione looking at him and that Luna had moved from her position. Harry walked about the bed and sat his hand reached out to stroke Hermione's cheek and he smiled at her.

"How are you doing pet?" he asked gently.

Hermione's face lit up at the sound of his voice and fresh tears sprang to her eyes as she started to move. In moments she was sitting in his lap her face buried in his shoulder and she was sobbing. His arms automatically wrapped about her as he rocked her gently.

"Oh master... you still want me." The sobs tailed off and her breathing started to slow, "I was worried that you would keep calling me Miss Granger... that hurt so much... Merlin you have no idea how that hurt."

Harry watched as the three other witches left the room, Daphne turned as she reached the door and nodded at him then turned and left.

Hugging Hermione tighter Harry spoke softly, "Yes pet I still want you. And I love you. You have been punished now and it's over we can get back to being us."

Harry's hands ran about her body and up to her breast his fingers gently caressing a nipple before they slipped over the tender flesh to encounter the raised welt. "Do they still hurt Pet?"

Hermione nodded into his shoulder, "Yes master there is a dull ache from the marks and the touch of your fingers makes me feel it a little but I can live with it and it will not stop me from performing any of my normal tasks. The pain will be a reminder and for that I am thankful."

Hermione's hand ran up Harry's leg stopping to cup his cock through his pants. "Master may I pleasure you?"

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Harry sat back against the Head of the bed Hermione had been slowly and lovingly sucking on his cock for the past thirty odd minutes. Ten minutes into the event he had pulled her off him and shifted her so that she was knelt on the bed beside him leaving her body free for his hands to wander over her skin. Each time one of his hands ran across a welt she would either stiffen a little or moan. Harry spent the time deep in thought wondering what he was going to do with the revelation about Daphne.

Being honest with himself he had to admit that he had always thought that the blond Slitherin was stunning and wondered what she had done to get the nickname 'Ice queen of Slitherin'. He also had to admit that this dominance thing had grown on him. Harry had initially worried that he would end up not being enough for the wonderful girl that currently had his cock buried deep in her mouth.

Thinking back to what Tracy had told him and the reading he had done from the book they had given him made him wonder all the more. Could he take another slave into his life; sure it was every wizards Dream to have two witches but what would the reality be like. Finally deciding that his first responsibility was Hermione he realized he would need to talk with her about it.

Another ten minutes of the pleasurable torture passed and harry smiled to himself a bit as one hand tangled into Hermione's sleek chestnut locks. Tightening his hand he pulled her head up and turned her head to face him.

A slightly evil smile crossed Harry's face, "So then there are some things that you and I need to talk about. So you have ten more minutes to make me cum or there will be trouble."

Looking at the mirthful light in Harry's eyes Hermione realized the 'trouble' that she would be in wasn't anything serious and smiled as she started to try and lower her head back into a position where she could achieve the set goal.

Harry continued to smile as he kept a firm grip on Hermione's hair. "Well now you are eager to get back onto my cock aren't you slut?"

Hermione opened her mouth to reply and only managed to let out a long low moan as Harry took that opportunity to pinch one of her nipples and give it a bit of a twist.

"How badly do you want it slut. You're going to have to convince me you want my cock in your mouth, that you want me to drink my cum."

Hermione whimpered breathlessly, "Please master let me have it... its beautiful and I need it in my mouth." Hermione started to pull hard against Harry's hold on her hair. "Please master, I need it... I need to make you cum... please let me have it." She begged.

Slowly harry started to lower her head back into to place stopping when her lips were in barest contact with the tip of his rigid cock.

Hermione moaned and started pulling hard to get lower her tongue flicked out to caress the flared head tantalizingly close to her and felt her hair slowly start to slip through Harry's hand. Moments later she again had the object of her lust pressed along the length of her tongue like an overly large lollypop and started to build a rhythm as her head rose and fell along the length of him.

Harry's hand slipped under Hermione's chest and bean to tug and twist on the available nipple. As she picked up seed each upstroke of Hermione's head corresponded in the distention of the tightly held nipple .

After a few minutes harry started to feel a welcome sensation in his lower body and he sighed knowing it wouldn't be long now.

"That's it baby suck it good. You know what I want so give it to me bitch. His harsh words started to be interspersed with deep breaths, "Come on you know you want it."

All of a sudden Hermione dropped her mouth deeply onto Harry's shaft and started to swallow, the movement of her throat mussels on the head of Harry's cock finally overcoming him and he shot a load of creamy fluid into her mouth pulling up slightly on her hair to make sure some of it came into contact with her tongue.

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Harry smiled as he watched Hermione sink to her knees in the middle of the room her radiant smile the only testimony he needed to gauge her mood. Sitting there and just watching her for a moment he was amazed that this was working for them at all.

"Ok pet I have a few things to say." Watching Hermione nod Harry continued, "The first thing I want you to know is that I am pleased with the way you took your punishment this morning."

Hermione blushed a little and her head slipped to her chest her eyes cast to the floor.

"Look at me pet." After Hermione's head rose to look at him again harry continued, "I also want you to know that if I tell you that you will be in trouble if you don't do something like I did earlier that won't mean a punishment." A small smirk crossed his face, "well not a real punishment anyway. I assume you know that there is a difference between a true punishment and play."

Hermione nodded as she answered him, "Yes master I understand that. Can I ask you not use the word punishment for play though master, tell me I'm in trouble... call me a naughty whore or anything like that if you want but please master only call it a punishment if that's what it really is."

Harry thought for a moment. "That's a good idea pet I may slip now and then in the beginning though and we will have to deal with that if it happens is that acceptable."

Hermione nodded in answer.

"Ok next on the list is marking you. I have a few ideas but I want to know how you feel about some form of permanent mark."

Hermione shuddered and with a quickening breath spoke, "oh fuck yes" raising her head she had a drop dead serious look on her face.

"Harry," the use of his name punctuated the seriousness of her words, "I have willingly given my complete being. You own me mind, body, soul and magic. I am yours for the rest of my life and as such I want you to mark me. Tattoo me, brand me, cut a design into my flesh to scar me, do all of those things, for fucks sake you could cut of my tits if that what you want. I'm yours master please let me wear your mark."

Harry sat back a touch shocked at the vehemence behind the words, "well I hope to Merlin you don't think I want to cut your lovely tits off pet. I have to say I have grown fond of them where they are."

Hermione blushed a deep crimson, "We'll that's certainly a relief though I trust I made my point master."

Harry rose off the bed and approached the kneeling girl where he crouched down and tenderly kissed her. "You most certainly did pet... that you most certainly did."

Standing harry walked around behind her and gazed at her almost perfect arse for a moment. After taking a moment to think about his next comment, "Ok pet I need you to really think about this I want to know how you really feel about it not what you think I want to hear ok" seeing Hermione nod affirmatively he continued, "How would you feel about me taking on another slave?"

Harry let the question hang out there with no explanation.

Hermione sucked in a deep breath and thought about the posed question for a moment before answering, "Well master that would depend."

As Hermione paused harry walked in front of her and watched as she thought some more, "On what pet?"

Hermione blushed slightly, "well the main thing it depends on is the reason, am I not enough for you master?"

Harry watched as Hermione's eyes moistened with the finish of her question and he shook his head violently. "NO PET... that has nothing to do with it, you are wonderful and I can see myself being happy with only you, the reason is nothing like that."

Hermione's tears ceased and she smirked a bit causing harry to wonder if they were crocodile tears until her next question. "Then who is she. Because if it's Daphne..." Hermione shuddered and a deep flush fanned down her torso, "Merlin that girls stunning."

Harry stepped back to the edge of the bed and smiled knowingly, "I have rather wondered what she hides under those robes."

Pausing for a moment harry started to explain the things he had read in the book Tracy had given him about the spells cast on them at birth and how occasionally hey found someone that called to them along with the resulting issues that could crop up from this rare event.

Twenty five minutes of conversation and some rather insightful questions form Hermione took place before Hermione looked up at harry.

"Master if one of these spells has caused Daphne's magic to choose you then I have no problem with her becoming your slave. Merlin even if that's not the case I don't think I have much of a problem with her joining us. On the other hand how would you feel if her magic has chosen you and you rejected her? That would be a horrific way to live and I know you wouldn't be able to deal with the guilt"

Harry smiled at her as he nodded, "You're probably right about the guilt, but I have to think about you as well now. You have placed yourself in my care and it's a responsibility I have to take seriously"

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