This little ficlet was written in memory of the late Ms. Figg, who was a huge fan of Severus/Hermione pairings. Hers were the first fan fictions I ever read, the very first being her story Daddy Dearest on her website The Burning Pen. She inspired me to write well-written and researched smut. Her stories, although incomplete, can still be found on fan as well as Archive of Our Own I believe. Enjoy!
I do not own or profit from this story or any of the characters found within (Harry Potter). All situations found within are fictional so try at your own risk as I am not liable for any injuries incurred. Mature situations will definitely arise. Read at your own risk.
As a slightly flustered Hermione stirred her cauldron clockwise 12 times then counter-clockwise 6 times, her potions professor, the dreaded bat of the dungeons himself, was standing at her shoulder, breathing heavily down her neck. As flustered and distracted as she was, she forgot to add the frog spleen, ruining her potion in the process.
"Miss Granger," Snape purred, "Detention, my office, 8 o'clock."
"Blimey, Hermione. Since when do you get detention," Ron questioned.
"Since lately Professor Snape seems to have it out for me," the book worm drily stated, stowing her things and cleaning up her work station.
"Do you want Ron and I to keep watch under the cloak to make sure he doesn't chop you up into potions ingredients," Harry offered, only half joking.
Hermione observed the intent way her professor was regarding her, eyeing her curves obviously (to her at least) and stated, "I'm certain Professor Snape has nothing untoward planned for my punishment." She held a hint of huskiness in her tone as well as eagerness in her chocolate brown eyes. With that she flounced of to lunch, her boys lagging behind her.
Later that evening….
Wearing just her uniform skirt, button down, and tie paired with some Mary Jane pumps, Hermione entered her professors office, unbound breasts bouncing under the sheer white blouse and flared hips swaying enticingly. She had shortened the hem of her skirt severely, flashing the speechless, drooling man bare pink nether lips and firm round buttocks every step she took. Her white silk thigh highs were kept in place by lacy garters and her five inch heels clicked on the flag stones as she made her way to his swivel chair, settling herself sideways on his lap, bare arse rubbing his massive erection through his pants. Wiggling her bum in an attempt to get comfortable, she breathily moaned in his ear, "Ohh Professor, how will you punish me? I've been such a bad girl."
Growling, Snape spelled her onto his desk, arms restrained together and above her head, thrusting her large, round tits high. As Snape placed a ball gag between her lips, he silkily exclaimed, "I've told you, you need to learn to keep your mouth shut. I have no use for silly little girls who run off at the mouth." Spelling the door locked and warded, sound proofing the room with a wordless flick of his wrist, Severus calmly and methodically smoothed his hands over the delectable tight body laid before him.
Tearing her shirt off and exposing his student's high firm breasts and diamond hard nipples, Severus clamped her nipples, causing her to moan piteously in pain and pleasure. Flipping her joke of a skirt up out of the way, he fondled her clit until it was engorged and swollen, then clamped it as well much to the writhing girls pleasure. Slicking a tapered finger in the accumulating moisture along her slit, he slowly entered the wet digit into her soaking entrance. Moaning and rutting against the talented hand, Hermione pleaded wordlessly for him to spear her with the thick, long tool she loved above all others.
"I suppose I can this time. Your so terribly spoiled. What am I to do with you? I can't even punish you properly without giving in to your demands." Sighing, the potions master withdrew his large member, teasingly running it over the girls quivering quim. Circling the blunt object over her clamped clitty, he played with her until she begged through moans around her gag to be taken, given what she desperately needed, she didn't care how or the price she would later pay.
"Perhaps," Severus noncommittally answered, spreading her thick cream lower towards her tight furled anal star. "I believe you need a lesson on taking your punishment seriously," he stated, wordlessly casting several charms as his cock head nudged her virgin back opening, making her squeal half in fright and half in excitement.
"This will do adequately," he intoned, pushing past her tight ring of muscles and pausing, allowing her to adjust. After a few minutes his student stopped wincing in pain, causing him to slowly rock his cock further into her tight grasping hole inch by inch. Soon enough the little harlot was moaning in pleasure as he thrust his prick ever more brutally into her stretching orifice while he slowly thrust four fingers into her gaping twat. She came lewdly gushing fluids around his stilled fingers, arse clenching down hard on his jerking cock.
Lasting through her pleasure, Severus continued to harshly brutalize her over-sensitized holes with his fat cock and had shoved nearly his entire hand into Hermione's sopping sloppy pussy. She was begging to the best of her ability around the gag as he forced her to orgasm one after another. It was too much, she thought. After she had passed out from sensation overload, her professor finally filled her loosened bowels with his thick cum, shouting out obscenities. He roused her a few more times, and after quick scourgifies switched off coming in her gaping twat or slightly tighter arsehole. By the time she was allowed to hobble out of his office, all orifices dribbling cum and feeling like she was the victim of a centaur gang bang, Severus was finally satisfied with her 'punishment'.
Unbeknownst to the rutting couple, Hermione's worried friends, with the best of intentions, had snuck in under the invisibility cloak, being locked in with them. Seeing horrors that nearly made them blind, although admittedly they couldn't take their eyes off of and had given them erections, they scurried to the door in tandem to escape. They found the door locked and warded. This was going to be a long night. Hermione owed them big time.