Draco watched the woman come apart a second time, she was a screamer and the pleasure that washed over her face every time she came was a beautiful sight to behold. His balls were almost blue, when she had whispered Master Draco, he had almost come like a school boy with no experience, lucky for him he knew how to control his body slightly better then that, however he was harder then he could ever remember and it was all because of the little sub laying tied to his bed. His little duchess was one of the most attractive women he had ever seen naked, she was thin, the type of thin that suggested she worked out regularly and ate well, she also had beautiful breasts, they fit perfectly within his hand not too large not too small, just right. She was much smaller then Draco but he enjoyed that when he held her she sat perfectly under his chin, he could protect his little duchess easily.

She began to breathe more evenly but her eyes held her desire for him. He wanted this woman, he wanted to dominate her and enjoy her in every sense of the word. He ran his cock up and down her wetness, enjoying the way she jumped, and then he thrust in slowly, listening to her moan, filling her completely. She was tight and hot around him. A slight pained expression crossed her face and he realised she may need time to adjust to his size. Smiling at the small woman he leaned down and licked up her neck, nibbling softly at her ear, he kissed back down her neck and moved to her breasts, where he took one of her rosy nipples into his mouth. Her pussy clenched around him, as he bit down on her nipple, a slight jolt of pain. He moved to the other nipple and teased it the same, waiting until his duchess's body responded.

'Move please sir' a breathless moan came from above him

He growled approvingly into her neck, and then began to move. Each stroke of his cock inside her had a different reaction, at first she trembled under him, then she began to moan, loudly, her hands then fisted into little balls above her head, she had closed her eyes and was bitting her lip attempt to stop her noise

'I like to hear you moan, duchess' his statement was rewarded with another loud moan as he slid in harder.

Her eyes snapped open and met his, they were so warm and filled with so much passion. She had so much passion that she had kept hidden away but he smiled and knew he would very much like to see more of that emotion, he wanted to see it in her eyes every time she looked at him. His hands slid up to her bindings on her wrists and he swiftly undid them, he smiled at her as her arms reached out for him, began to rub up and down his back, pulling him closer.

Her breathing had become erratic, and was staggered with moans. She may not know it but she had finally and completely submitted to him, and god did that please him. He could tell she was close, knew she simply needed a little touch and she would come apart completely. Sliding his hand between their bodies, he found her little clit and flicked it. He watched as several emotions ran over her face, complete wonder being the main one, and then she was screaming and her pussy was tightening around him, begging him to cum to. He let himself go to the feeling and a moment later was spilling his seed within her. It was truly satisfying.

He leaned down placing his head in crook of her neck, savouring the last of his release and enjoying the smell of his little sub. His release had been stronger then he could ever remember, and for how long he had been a Dom, that shocked him immensely. He pulled himself up and removed himself from her body, moving away just enough to undo her feet. Once she was free he rolled onto his side taking her into his arms and simply holding her, her back pressed into his stomach. He liked his duchess, and for some reason he had every intention of keeping her, at least for a while. He listened to her breathing, and felt her heart rate decrease. He knew she was back in her own mind when she began to squirm

'stop duchess, let me hold you' it was a command he knew, but he did wish to simply hold her

'Did you enjoy that? Being tied up, open for me?' he felt her stiffen at his question

'You can't ask that' she whispered, angling her body away from him so he could not see her face. He brushed her hair off her shoulder and behind her back and kissed where her neck and shoulder met.

'But I can. When we are together after a scene there must be no secrets between us, duchess, you need not hide anything from me' he kissed her in the same spot again, his arm however which had only been wrapped around her moved to her breast where he pinched her nipple. Her breath caught in her throat

'I enjoyed it, yes' it was whispered; she was embarrassed by her enjoyment.

'How many times have you cum like that, duchess? So hard and loudly?' this time she tried to struggle out of his arms, but he simply pinched her nipple again and held her tighter

'never' if he hadn't have been paying attention he would have missed the muffled whisper

'I am glad I gave you your first true encounter with pleasure duchess, that makes me very happy' he gave her a gentle squeeze and then began to pull away 'I will be back in a moment do not move' again a command, but one he knew she would follow, he walked to the door and opened it slightly, one of his dungeon monitors stood at the door 'I need a wash cloth', the man nodded and moved away, returning a moment later with a cloth and some warm water. Draco smiled, accepted the items and then entered the room.

His duchess had rolled over pulling the quilt with her to cover herself and was looking at him, confused.

'I wish to clean you, love' he thought he saw her smile for a moment and then it was gone. Walking to the bed he sat down beside her and pulled off the cover.

'Spread your legs for me' she looked like she was going to refuse, but then slowly her legs opened for him. He took the cloth and began to gently clean the area between her legs. She jerked every time the coarse cloth rubbed over her clit.

'tell me about your past relationships' he found himself asking as he concentrated on cleaning her

'ahh, right now?' her voice was soft but the question bought a smile to his face

'Yes little duchess, right now'

'Well, I suppose I've only really been in one relationship. We met in school, dated in our last year and then 4 years after school as well, but we were never right for each other, even at the start. We fought all time, everyone told us it was normal, but it wasn't bickering like normal couples, it was full on fighting about everything. I made more money them him, I didn't want to be a house wife for him, I didn't want 90 children for him, I didn't cook, I didn't clean, I wasn't domestic or maternal, I wasn't female enough, I was bad in the sack, blah, blah, blah, it just kept going until it was over. Just like that, I walked away. Never looked back. I missed him for a while, but then I got over that too. I saw a couple of people on random dates here and then for the past couple of years, nothing serious' she laughed without humour and looked at him 'I can't believe I just told you all of that' he had stopped cleaning her as she had been speaking, he had seen so much fiery passion in her this night, and now he was seeing some of her hidden pain

'Duchess, how long had it been since you had taken a man to bed?' he watched a slight blush fill her cheeks

'2 years' he stopped himself from swearing out loud, but called himself every dirty name in the book in his mind, he should have been gentler, he should of - her next words stopped him mid internal rant

'I don't regret what I did with you though' she was blushing deeply and but his strong duchess would not break eye contact with him. He pulled her into his arms and held her naked body against his. She was a warm and comforting mass.

'I would like to see you again' the words were out of his mouth before he had thought to catch them

'I'm not sure that is a good idea' she whispered back

'Oh my duchess, whoever you are out there in the world, I don't care. Come back next weekend and be my duchess. I can give you such wicked pleasure, tonight was only just a taste of what I can do' his words were on the cusp of being needy, but he couldn't bring it within himself to care. He wanted to see this woman again, have her chained to his bed, pleasuring her out of her mind.

'I will think about it' there was a promise in her words, like she truly would think about it. Outside the door he heard the monitors swap and realised, it was the end of their night together

'You made it till midnight duchess, you are no longer my submissive' his words were gentle, he turned her to face him and took her face in his hands. Pulling her up he kissed her tenderly, enjoying how she instinctively melted for him, allowing him full access to her mouth. She may not be ready to admit it, but she was a true submissive, one he wanted to possess, even for a short amount of time.

'Let me help you dress, and I will return you to your red, as promised'

As he began to help her put back on her undergarments and her soft blue dress, he sent a silent prayer, to whoever was listening that this was not the last time he saw his beautiful and submissive duchess.

Ginny felt herself return to her own mind, she felt warm and protected and completely content. She smiled and snuggled deeper into the warmth holding her. It was then that she noticed, the warmth holding her was incredibly stiff. She looked up and met the shocked eyes of Blaise Zabini. She felt the colour leave her cheeks, why was he so shocked? So stiff?

She tried to remember and moved a hand over her face. Oh no. her mask was gone

'Blaise' it was a strangled whisper

'Ginevra' it was a polite response, devoid of any emotion, she felt tears well up behind her eyes and begin to fall onto her cheeks.

'hush little one, your crashing from subspace' he held her close and then she felt him kiss her gently on the forehead. The tender gesture caused her to cry out again, tears falling faster. He was going to reject her, she knew it.

'Tesoro, you shocked me, but I am not unhappy with your identity' the tears continued to coat her face 'Look at me' it was a Dom voice, one which was hard to ignore. He wiped away her tears and offered her the water bottle, which she took and had a large gulp. Her tears began to slow and he continued to hold her.

'I want to see you again' his words were light but there was a deeper command behind them

'Why? You know who I am now, why would you want to see me again?' she thought for sure that he was going to reject her, tell her he had fun but it was time to go find someone else, could she have mistaken his lack of emotion, for simple shock?

'Ginny, your identity changes nothing. You and I have chemistry, and things I wish to explore. I can make you scream, girl, and I plan too'

She felt a shiver go up her spine 'I would like that'

His eye darkened and he pulled her into a kiss, one in which he nibbled on her lip making her shiver again.

'So your companion, the one who you were with at the start of the night, is it fair to assume that lovely dish, was Miss Granger? Draco had his eyes on her all night, before I came a took you away' Ginny stiffened completely in his arms

'Blaise you mustn't tell! Not a soul, she would be mortified if anyone found out about her. This isn't her world' she was trembling, Blaise was Draco's best friend, if Draco found out Hermione was here, she doubted her friend would ever forgive her. 'Blaise, please' it was whispered, a plea that she didn't think could effect him

He surprised her, he softened completely and kissed her gently 'You have my word as a wizard that I will not tell a soul about your Hermione's identity in the club, however in return you must promise me that you will see me at least once during the week, on a date and you will return to the club next weekend'

That was an easy promise to make 'I promise'

'You promise, what?'

'I promise, Master Blaise'

He kissed her then. Making the promise binding.

'Let me return you to your company, before I drag you away for another round' Ginny's mind filled with images of their time together, but allowed him to help her dress and then walk her back to the main club, where they waited for Hermione to appear.

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.