Draco Malfoy was pulling her towards the back of the club, towards a narrow hallway. Before they entered he stopped, turned and looked at her

'Duchess, we are bout to enter a scene, firstly you must trust me from here on in, with both your pleasure and your pain, secondly you need to remember your respect for me, I am your master from here till you leave. Understood?'

'Yes, sir' he smiled softly at her

'Good girl'

They began to walk along a long hallway. Either side of the hallway was rows of doors. Some doors had windows next to them where you could see into the rooms. Each window showed a new couple or even three or four people in different stages of sexual acts. Hermione's breath caught in her throat as she walked past one of the windows. Inside, Ginny was naked on an x shaped piece of wood, getting whipped. She was screaming. Hermione didn't realise it but she had stopped walking, and in effect had stopped Draco

'I have to help her' she attempted to remove her hand from Draco's

'Duchess' his tone was controlled 'look at her face, there is no true pain there, look beyond what you want to see as bad and accept that this world is for all people, she is not being tortured, she is being pleasured. Remember what I said about pain and pleasure, they work together hand in hand.' He gently took her face in hands and turned her to look at him 'Your Red is safe with Master Blaise, look at his control of this situation. Do you think I would let someone get tortured in my club?'

His words made sense, but she could not force herself to move, she felt him tug at her hand. 'Duchess' it was a growling sound, a warning, one that made a shiver go up her spine 'Come'

With one last look at Ginny and taking his words to heart she began to walk with him. Hermione Granger was logical, she knew Draco would never allow anyone to be tortured within his club.

They entered a room at the end of the row, it had no window and the door was wooden, ensuring no one could watch what was happening within the room, Draco closed the door behind her and moved to the bed. The fact that no one could watch them made her feel both safe and unnerved. Was she truly about to let her boss tie her up and have his wicked way with her? And if she allowed this to happen, what would happen if it went to far, how could she stop it?

'Duchess, you think too much, come sit' Draco's voice came lazily from the bed, which was the only thing in the entire room other then a small chest of draws which was on the side. The bed was beautifully intricate with a wrought iron frame; it was covered in the lightest blue quilt. The bed itself looked incredibly comfy and was made even more appealing by the man sitting on the bed. Get a Grip Granger, Draco Malfoy is not attractive!

She slowly walked towards the bed and tried to take a seat next to him, he smiled at her attempt to sit and pulled her into his lap. Her head fit perfectly under his chin. She felt warm and incredibly safe.

'My beautiful duchess, you must trust me with your pleasure for our time together however if at anytime you feel scared or I hurt you too much for you to take, you will say the club safe word, which is Red. If you say red it stops. All of it. No if's or buts. If I am doing my job however you will not need to say it. I also want you to choose your own safe word, in case you forget the club one. Something that is non sexual so I know you want me to stop'

She thought for a moment and then whispered 'Muggle, Sir' it was a gamble, not knowing if he would take the bait and ask her if she was a witch or if he would continue to play. She knew most witches and wizards knew the Malfoy name, and perhaps if he thought she would spread the story that he ran a sex club he would let her go.

He pulled her head out from his chest 'are you a witch my precious duchess?'

She nodded not needing to vocalise

'You have known who I am all night, very few witches and wizards don't know my name' his smile turned feral 'were you hoping I would want to stop once I knew you were a witch? Silly Duchess, now I only want to play with you more'

He tilted her head back, with his hand gently resting on the nape of her neck, and he kissed her tenderly, the kiss was slow, thorough and left her feeling breathless. The kiss warmed her body from the inside, but she was still so unsure. She had given her consent for the night, but was still so unsure if she could go through with it.

'You are frightened Duchess, your body is in fight or flight mode we must calm it down if we are to continue' he stood and in one fluid move removed his shirt. All saliva in her mouth had suddenly disappeared.

Hermione knew that Draco was a good-looking man. She had worked with him for almost 7 years, and he wore a suit to work daily and she had thought there was nothing on this planet more attractive then a man in a 3 piece suit. But now with her boss standing in front of her with nothing but tight black pants on, she knew she was wrong. Fuck suits. Draco Malfoy with no shirt on was the most attractive thing on the planet.

'I –I don't know how that is supposed to make me c-calm, sir' the words were out of her mouth before she could stop them. He smiled his animal smile at her and seemed to be puffing out at her words.

'Well see, now your going to remove that beautiful dress and if your wearing a bra, that too, and then your going to lie down on that bed for me, in the middle and not move. Am I understood, little sub?'

she began nodding at his commanding tone but then the word registered. Take her clothes off? In front of this god of a man?

'I'm not comfortable with that, sir' she chocked out

'Too bad. You will strip' and then he just stood and watched her.

What could she say? She touched the mask at her face, for the reassurance that she was still a hidden identity. With a soft sigh she turned away from the male with the predatory gaze and began to undress. Her dress, which she had bought on a shopping trip a long time ago but never had the opportunity to wear, was easily removed as the zipper was hidden at her side. Slowly undoing it she took a deep breath and then took the hem in her hand and pulled the soft material over her head. She began to fold it and place it on the floor when she heard a deep grumbling laugh from behind her.

She turned slightly and saw he was in fact laughing at her. Feeling incredibly self conscious she looked away, but she heard the rustle of clothes and then felt masculine heat behind her. Draco's strong arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a full standing position

'I was not trying to make you insecure my duchess, I was simply admiring your under garments'

Her gaze must have held some confusion as he continued to laugh, the vibrations running through her.

'you can tell a lot of a woman from her undergarments. Lacy can mean flirty, young playful or seduction, a g-string and a not so subtle bra normally means, a woman has plans to have sex but is also secure in who she is, boy shorts and a sports bra normally means a free spirit, but also a bit of a tease. But you my duchess and the right mix of sexy but practical. A push-up bra with matching panties, it shows me that tonight you thought about your outfit, but you did not dress with the idea of dressing for anyone but yourself. It shows that you are confident in yourself, but also practical and well aware of the world around you. You are the type of woman I would like to get to know more'

She made a chocked sound 'You can tell all that by what a woman is wearing under her clothes?'

He gently kissed her temple and moved away again 'remove your bra duchess, but remove it facing me'

Still shell shocked that he had described her personality in some detail simply from the unflattering undergarments she was wearing, her hands shakily moved to unhook her bra. Having gone to school at a Hogwarts and having to share a dormitory, Hermione was very good at removing a bra without showing anything that should not be seen. She pulled the bra away from her body hyper aware of the male standing just a few feet away, with his eyes clearly glued to a certain part of her anatomy. The bra was removed a few moments later and she turned and attempted to move to the bed

'Duchess turn around and drop your arms' Dom voice. It made a shiver travel over her body and her nipples to turn to hard peaks. It was impossible to refuse

the moment her arms slipped away from her body, she noticed a change in Draco Malfoy. He stood taller, and looked incredibly hungry. She didn't understand how but he had become more dominant. He didn't move closer, didn't attempt to touch her, he simply looked at her, a predator in his eyes.

'You may now move to the bed' the words were clipped, demanding. A command.

She turned and all but ran to the bed where she made herself comfortable in the middle, her back facing the man.

She heard him move to the small chest of draws and remove something. Then she felt the bed dip.

'Duchess, I will allow you to keep on your mask, however I you will wear another mask for me' sitting up slightly she allowed him to wrap a black blindfold around her eyes. The world went dark. She became sensitive to every sound and feeling. She was not exactly afraid but also she was not completely comfortable.

She felt a heavy heat settle on either side of her body and realised that it was his thick thighs. She heard the sound of liquid pouring but had no concept of what or where it had come from.

'My goal is to calm you, so just relax for me little sub, so we can play' his hands then began massaging her shoulders and back. Who knew her ruthless boss could be so gentle with a woman, especially after the spanking earlier. His hands rubbed each aching spot on her back, spots she didn't even know hurt. It was easy to forget she was in a BDSM club with a powerful master rubbing her body. She melted into the mattress beneath her. His body moved slightly lower and he began to gently rub her arse it was reassuring until she felt him move aside her underwaer, his fingers ghosting over her lower lips. He then gently touched her, causing a surprised moan.

'You are wet for me duchess' the words held approval ' you are ready to play, roll over' she had not even realised she was getting wet under his constant contact, but the arousal was hard to ignore once he pointed it out to her.

She felt him get off her and slide down on the bed next to her. Regaining her control she rolled over, the blindfold was still in place. His next words had her blushing furiously 'You are so beautiful and desirable, I have thought of playing with you since I first saw you in the club' he again came round and straddled her, but kept his weight off of her, ensuring she was not crushed. The next thing she felt were his lips upon hers and his chest touching her breasts, the kiss was one which demanded total submission, leaving her breathless. Her nipples hardened further and she knew he would feel them on his chest.

He pulled back and gently took her hand and lifted it towards the bed head, she felt a soft piece of fabric strap around it, he then repeated the motion with her other hand. True shock wove through her, like this, she was truly vulnerable and more then a little afraid.

'I don't like this' she whispered. Draco leaned forward and kissed her softly

'you told me you would trust me with your pleasure, now you must prove it' she listened to his words and took a breath. She was safe she reminded herself. There was a safe word.

He had moved off her body and she could no longer feel his presence. With the blindfold in place she tried to remind herself that he would not leave her. He would stay. She concentrated on her body, and found to her absolute shock that she was dripping, her core absolutely clenching with need. Before her next thought could occur her underwear had been torn away and one of her feet were being held in a strong grip, she felt the same strap on her hands being wound around her foot, tying her down. Trying desperately to keep her lower regions covered she attempted to move, finding it futile.

Draco's masculine laugh filled the room 'Duchess you attempting to cover what is mine is useless' his possessive words sent another wave of sexual need over her body.

He had barely touched her and she felt like a ball of nerves, what was she becoming?

With her other foot in place she felt him yet again move away from her. For several minutes she was left there. In the middle of the bed. Open to anyone.

'Sir?' her voice trembled

'I am admiring your pretty pink pussy, duchess, I don't think I have ever seen something so exquisite in my life.' His words made her clench with need. She knew he was approaching the bed but had no concept of where he truly was.

'Ahh' she let out a startled moan. His tongue, his dirty wicked tongue had just entered her

'You taste like pure vanilla and peaches, just as you smell' he then licked slowly from the bottom to the top, taking his time, truly savouring her.

Hermione knew one thing about herself sexually, and that was she was in no way quiet. When she was pleasured, the world seemed to know about, which was why she had never been able to relieve herself in school. She moaned loudly as his tongue entered her and then went to her clit. He pulled the small bud into his mouth and sucked causing her to moan again

'I would love to put a clip on this Duchess, to make your little clit sensitive, I could make you cum whenever I deemed necessary' his words made her shiver.

'S-sir I'm going to …' her sentence finished with a loud moan

'Cum for me sweet Duchess, let me taste you on my tongue' his words were wicked sin, making her core clench. A moment later, little stars were dancing behind her eyelids. Her world exploding in colour.

He pulled away and removed her blindfold. She kept her eyes closed as she was still riding the impossibly good waves of her orgasm. His lips closed over hers demanding she open for him, and she tasted herself on his tongue spiking her already crazed arousal.

When she finally opened her eyes, she saw that Draco Malfoy was completely nude. His gorgeous erection was standing proudly against his body. Draco Malfoy was a magnificent creature, completely nude it was impossible to ignore how his skin seemed to fit perfectly over his well defined muscles, the V that most men aimed for, he had at it made her almost drool. The V pointed to impressive length. He saw her eyes looking at him and smiled darkly

'For you, sweet little sub'

He lay next to her and began to kiss her again, at first softly and then turning maddeningly demanding, his tongue slipping into her mouth to take possession of her.

His fingers tranced up and down her neck and then began to move lower. 'Your breasts are lovely duchess' he held one in his hand, as if feeling the weight of it, his finger then began to trace around her nipple until it was a hard peak, without consent her body arched up, presenting herself to the dominating man above her. Taking the left breast in his hand he began to massage it and then his warm mouth greedily licked at her right, his teeth then closed over the hard peak. It was a snap shot of pain, but sent absolute pleasure through her body, warming her from the inside out.

She wanted to touch him. Run her fingers through his hair, hold him close, anything! But she was stuck, and this possessive, dominating man could take anything and everything from her, far from being afraid she felt her core sizzle with sexual need. He swapped from her right to her left breast taking her in his mouth and she could not take it any more

It had not been a conscious decision, but Hermione had been celibate for some time now, almost two years in fact. An electric friend every now and then took the edge off, but there was nothing quiet like a man between the legs, and this man, the man giving her unimaginable pleasure was willing to take her… eventually.

His hands went lower and ran up and down her legs, making her feel both relaxed and frustrated. His fingers touched her gently but she felt no true release or pleasure.

'Please' she whispered, she knew she needed him now, all fear from earlier in the night gone. She could not leave here without feeling him within her body.

'Pardon, duchess?' their eyes met, but he had a slight frown on his face

'Please Master Draco' she was begging, she would be humiliated later

He smiled darkly at her 'I like please' the words ghosted over her skin and then she felt a thick finger entering her, feeling sensitive from coming before, he felt huge inside of her. He began a quick rhythm, in, out, in, out and then a second finger entered her, stretching her, and then she came. Loudly. Falling apart once more.

Authors Notes -

Dear Readers,

I wrote this story a few years ago now, and then because of unforeseen circumstances needed to delete it and rebrand my account.
I'm going to be re-uploading some (not all) of the original work here, however I will not be editing or changing the original work and there are a lot of mistakes.
I have re-written this story, with editing and with original characters to wattpad and I am very proud of that work. This work with original characters was always my plan for this story.

If you would like to read the edited version please look for the author JKH1010 on wattpad

Thank you all for your wonderful support and understanding.