Chapter 1

"Zabini, I can't believe I let you talk me into this." Draco Malfoy purposefully dawdled behind his friend as he walked through the foyer of the Las Vegas mansion.

"Well, you did and you can't back out now. I had to pull a lot of strings and call in a lot of favors to make this happen so you better appreciate it." He gave his friend a stern look.

"Really, man, I don't think this is necessary. I've changed my mind; we're fine. I was drunk and talking shit. You haven't listened to me before, why, in all blood hell, would you start now?"

"Draco, enough!! You're going through with this, now quit your whining."

He sighed and followed Blaise but remained quiet. Draco knew that Blaise was right, although he did regret the fact that he was a bit too talkative when he was drunk. 'This will probably be a good thing; it's just embarrassing that Blaise knows.'

Flashback:

"Open up another bottle, Zabini; I don't have anywhere important to go." Blaise looked at him, confused.

"Isn't Hermione coming home from her business trip tonight? I would've thought you would be home, impatiently waiting to jump her the second she came through the floo."

Draco took a big swig of Fire Whiskey and said nothing.

"D? What's going on? Are you and Hermione ok?" Draco sighed.

"Define ok," he said, quietly.

"Are you guys fighting or something?"

"It's not that…Things just aren't like that use to be." He paused, trying to find the right words. "We've been together since seventh year and back then we were wild. Hell, we were 'fuck buddies' before either of us realized that we had real feelings for each other. It's not that I don't love my wife, I'm not saying that. It's just that, lately, it hasn't been the same…in the bedroom, ya know?" Draco looked at Blaise, hoping he would have an answer for him and praying he wouldn't laugh.

"What was it like before, in comparison to now?" Blaise asked, trying to gather as much information as possible before offering his friend advice.

"We were wild." He smiled. "Did I ever tell you about our first time?" Blaise shook his head, no. "It was about halfway through seventh year when we were heads. We'd gotten much more comfortable with each other and teased each other unmercifully about everything. Of course, my favorite topic to tease her about was sex because it always made her blush. Late one Friday night, I came back from the Slytherin common room after a party to find her leaving the common room, wrapped in a towel, heading towards the bathroom. She didn't scream or run; she merely winked and walked past me. When I walked over the sofa, I found a half full wine glass, empty bottle of wine and a book."

"What book?"

"The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty." Blaise swallowed hard and began to cough.

"Seriously?" Draco nodded and smiled. The Annie Rice series was almost required reading for Slytherins.

"I took a sip of the wine; a very good Bordeaux, and followed her. She had left the door unlocked, she never did that. I undress in the hall and walked in. Hermione was in the shower; she didn't hear me come in. "I throw open the shower door and she let out a scream of shock. I pinned her to the wall and kissed her. She came alive; writhing and moaning beneath me. As I fucked her I told her that she was mine and she always would be. She came almost instantly when I said that." Draco took another swig of Fire Whiskey and closed his eyes, replaying that moment in his head. He smiled then continued. "As domineering as she can be outside of the bedroom, she is a natural submissive. Gods, she was blissful to train, so easy, so eager to please. I can't tell you how many times I totally 'abused' our relationship in the beginning. I would pull her into broom closets and dark corridors just so she could 'serve' me. She did so with such zeal. I walked around with a perpetual hard-on for 6 months because of her."

"After we graduated and moved in together, we upped the stakes, getting more into 'the lifestyle'. We were getting more serious in our relationship and she trusted me more and more so it made it easier to try new 'techniques' on her. Everything was great for the two years that we lived together in London. Things started to get 'strange' shortly after we got married and moved into the manor. She started getting nervous and using the safe word a lot. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. This has been going on for a couple of months now. I'm…I'm almost afraid to touch her. She's all jumpy and skittish. It's like she's afraid of me or something. Blaise, what should I do? She keeps telling me that we're fine but I know we're not. I miss my wife."

Blaise took a swig of Whiskey then exhaled. "I'm not sure what's wrong with Hermione but I do have an idea for you. Maybe you could use a brush up…on your 'skills'. We learned a lot of that stuff when we were really young, made there are things we don't know about being in 'the lifestyle' when you're married." Draco leaned forward, considering his friend's words.

"What did you have in mind, Blaise?"

"There is this place, in the States, that specialized in this stuff. I can make the arrangements. We could go for a couple of days, learn some stuff; hone our 'skills' then come home. Maybe it could help with you and Hermione. It's very private; everything is confidential and tailored for each person." Draco nodded as he contemplated Blaise's offer.

"Yes… What do I have to lose? If Hermione and I keep going like this, we won't have a marriage left. I'm willing to try anything."

End of Flashback

"Blaise, it's wonderful to finally meet you in person." A petite, curvaceous woman with dark brown hair, striking blue eyes and full lips hugged him, warmly.

"Lady Heather, it is a pleasure to meet you as well. I would like to introduce you to my best mate, Lord Draco Malfoy." The woman curtsied before him, her eyes lowered.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Lordship." Draco smiled.

"The feeling is mutual and please, Lady Heather, call me Draco." The woman smiled and nodded.

"Gentlemen, you will be shown to your rooms then taken on a tour of the mansion so you can get acquainted with the facility, lunch will be served at this time. When that is finished, one of my ladies will take each of you on a tour of the various 'educational setting' while in session. That would take approximately 2 hours. When you are finished, I will meet with each of you, again, separately, to discuss your 'educational options for the weekend. You will have an opportunity to ask any questions regarding what you saw during our meeting. Please resist the urge to ask your guide during your tour." Both men nodded. "Now, off you go.