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There will a small amount of… tension between Hermione and Draco in this chapter. It won't happen again I promise and I apologise.

The club and its rules stated in this chapter are entirely fictional; I have no intention of making an instructional fic. DO NOT take this story as a guide or as an information booklet into the world of BDSM.

The information on my blog will have only factual information, however again this is to promote greater understanding of the story NOT to be an instructional fiction.

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Chapter 2

Hermione would look back on this moment and would barely remember anything visual about the scene but would remember the feeling of walking through a wall and into another world her senses being hit with the sounds and smells of the club that it took her a few moments to adjust and even begin to look around. The deep base from an unknown song felt like it was vibrating through her whole body, she could smell leather sweat and a faint smell of sex in the air that caused her to hesitate slightly, but not wanting to loose Draco she followed wide eyed. As they moved down the short staircase she could hear sounds, faint over the music but still there. Sharp sounds like rubber bands snapping and the occasional shout or moan. Immediately Hermione reached for her wand but Draco was already there stalling her hand "trust me" He spoke next to her ear fighting to keep his gentle tones over the music "We need to go through this room to get to the next one, keep your eyes on me" Pulling back Hermione felt her anger flare briefly at the smirk on his face however her curiosity was now overwhelming and she followed Draco through a crowd of people until they reached a white door that stood out disturbingly well in the stained wood and brick of the rest of the club. She watched perplexed as Draco drew a card out of his pocket and swiped it along a security lock before opening the door. This one act disturbing her enough to draw her out of her nerves for a moment, she wouldn't admit it but she didn't like seeing Draco do overly muggle things, there was always something not quite right about it like watching a trained eagle do tricks when it was meant to soar free. She did appreciate that Draco was more open to muggles and their ways now, but in a way he had to be, and she doubted that if the war hadn't taken place Draco would never had been seen with something as muggle as a key pass.

With a slight whimper as she was drawn back to the present she allowed herself to be dragged into the room she noticed instantly when the door was shut as the music was drowned out almost completely. Immediately she felt less overwhelmed and finally loosened her hand in Draco's to have a look around the room. It had off white walls with dark grey carpet a few people were standing or sitting around the room occasionally glancing at the centre where a kind of bench and large black cross were placed disturbed Hermione quickly glanced away looking at Draco she noticed he was nodding at a few people.

"They know you?" Hermione asked innocently enough avoiding the curious glances of those around her, choosing rather to glance at the attire ranging from dresses to varying degrees of skin showing leather garments. Blushing she looked Draco giving him what she hoped was her no nonsense face but feeling she was failing miserably.

Draco responded by pulling her closer and glaring at a few individuals that she had noticed were approaching them, but soon backed off. With her back to his front he leaned down and spoke in her ear again "My uncle owns this place, I work here occasionally. It's not my thing but I try to support him when I can. This place Hermione is a BDSM club, outside is madness anyone can get in and go crazy. Allot of security is needed, in here is members only. My uncle was meant to be running security on a demonstration tonight but was called out of the country, he asked me to come tonight to keep an eye on the proceedings. I did tell him no, however I thought it might be an interesting experience for you. Speaking of which here they come now" Draco quickly put his hand over the shocked and appalled Hermione's mouth "Ah ah no talking or questions until after the presentation is over its rude you will draw attention to yourself"

Hermione who was about to yell, scream at and possibly kick Draco what the hell was he thinking anyway? When a door to their left opened and a couple stepped through. The woman was quite naked. The man only clad in black jeans. Immediately her mouth snapped shut behind Draco's hand as she looked the couple over, she had heard of such things but never enough to actually think that it was all happening in clubs around London, were they even in London anymore? Hermione was beginning to wonder exactly how far the night bus would take them. The couple approached the centre of the room the woman following behind the man keeping her head down, the man whispered in her ear and she nodded approached the unusual two layer bench lying face down her knees sitting at a lower level. The man then proceeded to strap her arms to the sides of the bench along with her ankles, Hermione was shocked to note that the woman sported an almost serene expression as all this was taking place. Sensing her confusion Draco whispered in her ear again "This is a test for her if she does an adequate job tonight she will be able to be placed with a dominant for further training in an area of her choosing or apply for contracts with dominants seeking subs" Chuckling softly Draco noticed Hermione's lack of reply along with her unconscious step forward to look closer. There was no screaming or running yet which in Draco's mind meant a success, following her the few steps she had moved forward he pulled her back towards him determined not to let her go in case an over enthusiastic watcher took advantage of her. He would never have considered bringing her here, he himself didn't come that often only when he was filling in on the security staff, he knew that tonight was going to be fairly tame though and was interested in giving Hermione a prod into doing something with her life as well as seeing her reaction. So far the night was looking to be very entertaining.

Hermione was oblivious to all of this watching as the woman lay perfectly still and the man retrieved a leather contraption consisting of a handle with long leather strips hanging of it, she continued to watch as he slowly dragged the leather over her back almost lovingly the woman even smiled softly and then with a sharp flick of the wrist he brought the ends of the strips against her rear with a sharp slap making Hermione but not the woman on the bench jump. She felt Draco pull her closer but tried to lean away again to watch the couple, the man was now bringing his arm down in continual waves a cruel but beautiful looking dance. It was then that the man spoke for the first time saying simply "You may express yourself Mary, but stay still" almost immediately the woman began a soft moaning that grew in tempo with the increased power and speed of the man's whipping.

"She takes pleasure from this, he builds up so as not to hurt her, look at how he is slowly moving closer to her thighs and what's between them" Draco's breath in her ear caused Hermione to moan softly herself subconsciously moving closer into Draco. She was hypnotised watching the woman still with a serene look on her face, her flesh growing red along with her flushed face, as the man upped his tempo again the woman's moans became almost desperate turning into cries and yet she still didn't move. Groaning herself Hermione watched as the red flush on the woman began extending down her chest until finally the woman spoke "Please sir, please let me cum" The man said nothing and continued with his flogging a light sheen of sweat now covering his face and upper body.

Hermione herself was going slightly mad, moaning as she felt Draco's breath speed up on her neck his hand lightly caressing her stomach through her dress. "I…" she managed to utter before Draco stopped her "Shh just watch" The woman was a mess her knuckles white as they gripped the bottom of the bench her legs trembling slightly as for maybe the third time now she begged "Please sir" this time he replied "Now" that was all it took his soft remark sent the woman screaming and shacking into an orgasm unlike Hermione had even seen or experienced. Hermione felt as if she was on fire her stomach cramping and sweat beading on her own brow she turned to Draco and didn't see the man run soothing hands over the now boneless woman loosening her restraints.

As Hermione turned to face him Draco tried to back away slightly to hide his arousal "He will take her away now to perform the aftercare" he couldn't stop the slight shake to his voice or the way his hand travelled without his permission down her stomach slowly and back up again. Hermione didn't say anything just gasped softly and pressed herself closer. She didn't know what she was doing she didn't care, dam Draco this was as frustrating as hell, she knew this couldn't go much further but she hadn't been this worked up for years she needed relief and his hand felt magic right about now she was about to reach her hand out to either push him away or pull him closer when she heard a sound behind her so familiar it ground her world to a halt and she froze all thoughts of ravaging or fighting off Draco forgotten. She would know that voice anywhere; she heard it in her dreams begging for help.

"Draco, I thought you said you were unable to attend tonight?" Hermione could hear the sneer in his voice without turning. The flames in her gut abruptly turned to a sickening swirl as fought not to turn, to confirm what her ears were telling her.

Draco had also stopped short at this point shaking away the alcohol and sex haze that had clouded his brain and realised just how stupid an idea this had been. "Uncle, the friend I was catching up with desired entertainment so I thought I would bring her along. I didn't think you would be here" He stated the last with some desperation hoping that his god father would have the sense to disappear however he could tell by the look on Hermione's face that it was too late.

Hermione's face was pale, her hands were shaking with a sudden motion that startled both the men she spun and found herself looking upon a face so glamoured it almost hurt her to look at but yet she never wanted to look away "Professor?" Her voice came out as a squeak and if she were the type Hermione was sure she would have fainted by now, as it was adrenaline was pumping so fast through her body causing her to shake badly. She wanted to run, she wanted to hide but most of all she wanted to reach out and touch this apparition in front of her to make sure it was real, to take her wand from the strap on her leg and remove the glamour's to stare upon the face that had died in her dreams over and over since the war "Professor Snape?" She uttered again he voice coming out as a rasp.

This story will not be pure smut, at least not for a while please settle in for quite a lengthy story. I would love to hear your suggestions or comments, thank you to all that have already reviewed I would reply to all of you however I am unable to reply to anonymous reviews.

The chapters will vary in lengths depending on content.

For those of you not in to the DM/HG ship, thank you for sticking with me through this chapter especially petite mac I hope it wasn't too painful for you ;) Draco and Hermione are friends nothing more, those dam hormones though sometimes get the better of us don't they?

Still looking for a beta :)