A/N: time for a little... Play. 😏😉 I got most of my research from other stories that contain what's coming next, as well as a few websites so if I got something wrong I'm sorry, I tried to do as much research for this as possible. And so everyone knows, I see absolutely nothing wrong with what Hermione is getting ready to do. I myself wouldn't do it because I'm too much of a control freak, but to each their own right? Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter Fourteen

Hermione

With the school year fast approaching Hermione wanted to do something different with Draco this weekend. Their appointment with Minerva was for the coming Monday, Ginny was due in two more weeks and they had just gotten notification that they were now the proud owners of a house on Great College and would be moving in next weekend, so this weekend was perfect.

Hermione had recently done some research on what was known in the bdsm scene as TPE or total power exchange, which was essentially one partner giving over absolute control to the other.

Now this wasn't something Hermione would normally even consider, giving complete control of everything from when and what she ate to where she was allowed to go to what she wore and so on to another person just wasn't in her nature, but Draco had been so sweet these past two weeks catering to her every desire and whim. So she decided he deserved a reward.

So, while he went to see Theo, she would set the scene for when he returned home. She went shopping and picked out the most daring panty, bra and garter belt set she could find. All in white. She met that maneater at Agent Provocateur Draco had told her about. The woman's face when Hermione had dropped the little tidbit about Draco's previous purchase; and how Hermione was buying the new set as a surprise for him and couldn't wait for him to remove certain items with his teeth, had totally been worth it.

Now she was moving around some things and writing the sign to hang around her neck. She would not speak until he told her to.

She moved the padded bench he usually kept by the front door to toss his coat on when he came in that way sometimes, to the middle of the living room facing away from all points of entry, like the front door and the Floo.

Her sign read: I am yours to do what you will with me. I won't speak until told to. Have your way with me.

She poked two holes into the top and ran a white string through them. This would be placed around her neck and hang over her breasts.

She went into the closet and grabbed a pair of nude platform strappy heels and the lingerie and laid them across the bed for when the time came to put them on.

After that she went off to the library and sat down to read a bit. Draco had said he'd be gone at most two hours, so she figured she'd read another chapter of the baby book she had been reading and then she'd head into the bathroom to have a good soak.

She got so into reading the book though that she nearly jumped out of her skin when the grandfather clock in one corner of the room chimed the hour. She had forty minutes left to have her soak and get ready for Draco. So she went upstairs and into their bathroom and began running a bath, mindful of not having the water too hot.

She had just read in the book that hot water was not recommended since it could raise the temperature in her uterus so she would just have to resign herself to lukewarm baths from now on. She added a handful of bath salts, which he had made her in several scents all of which were soothing, and stripped off and climbed in.

She shut off the water and leaned her head against the tub and sighed in pleasure. She soaked for about ten minutes, the water and whatever Draco had used to make the bath salts soothing her aching muscles and refreshing her. She shaved and exfoliated and when she was done she climbed out and wrapped herself with a fluffy towel.

After rubbing in some of that skin soothing cream Draco had made her into her skin, she started putting on her outfit. She had picked something she knew Draco would really appreciate. It was from the Bethanie collection, a sheer bra, panty and garter belt set with tulle embroidery and 3D daisies. You could see everything through the material and to add a little extra oomph Hermione had decided to go with the thong instead of the briefs.

She had decided that stockings weren't necessary, so after slipping everything on and fastening her heels she made her way down to the living room. According to the clock Draco had on his vanity- they had finally moved the furniture she wanted from her flat into his and put her flat on the market, another conversation with Thomas that had Draco wanting to punch the man for ogling her once again- she had ten minutes before the time he said he'd return.

So she grabbed her sign, put it around her neck and straddled the bench. Exactly ten minutes later she heard the telltale pop of Apparition in the kitchen, the reason why he went there first probably being because that's usually where he could find her as she was constantly stuffing her face about this time, and she assumed her desired position.

When he found her she heard his sharp intake of breath at what he saw. Her legs on either side of the bench, back arched slighlty as her feet rested on her tip toes- she was just that short- and her hands placed demurely in front of her palms down, fingers curved just slightly around the edge of the bench and her hair flipped over to hide her face and the sign slightly, but revealing her neck.

She held her breath as she listened to him walk around her until he was standing in front of her. She felt his hands part the curtain of hair and heard another sharp breath as he read her sign.

"So, I can do whatever I wish can I? Hmmmmm, I think I know just the thing to do with you my love. Stand up and make your way to the playroom, I'll be there shortly."

As he hadn't given her permission to speak, she refrained from asking him about the sign. It covered her exposed breasts for now as she walked up the stairs to the playroom. About halfway up she heard him call up to her.

"When you get into the room you may take the sign off and lay it on the dresser, take position kneeling in front of the couch, hands on the cushions in front of you."

She finished making her way to the playroom and complied with his commands. As she kneeled there waiting for him she pondered what he might decide to do with her. They didn't play too often, but she was learning to like what he showed her. The wax play had been enlightening, making her realize that she liked a little pain with her pleasure. So what more might there be?

She finally heard him on the stairs about ten minutes later but he didn't come to her. From the sound of it he made his way into their bedroom. After about another five minutes he stepped into the room through the door she had left open, the sight of him in those worn jeans he wore the day of the wax play making her instantly wet and wondering what kind of messy things he had planned.

In one hand he carried a bowl, what was in it she couldn't begin to guess. In the other he had one of his ties. Hmmmmmm, this scene was slightly reminiscent of one of the scenes in that trilogy she liked, in that one he had had a glass of champagne with ice, so she wondered now if ice wasn't what was in that bowl.

He looked at her a moment and then moved to the dresser and began to rummage through it, removing an item here and there. Once he was done with the smaller items he reached over the dresser to where he had a few items hanging- like the flogger and tickler he'd already used on her, as well as a leather riding crop, some ropes of different lengths and materials, among other things- and grabbed the riding crop. So she was going to receive some pain this time.

He also grabbed a long length of the silken rope and a shorter length as well. Then he made his way towards her.

"Have you ever heard of Shibari love? You may speak."

"Yes Draco, I have heard of it."

"Good. Then you know what to expect?"

"Yes."

The sharp pain of the crop on her bottom made her jump.

"Yes what?"

"Sir, yes Sir."

"Good girl. Today we're going to get a little formal. In here I want to hear you call me Sir, just for today. Are you ok with that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Ok then. Stand for me."

She stood up and he pulled her arms up above her head and told her to hold them there. As she held them there he began to tie the long rope around her. He draped it around her neck so it was almost halved on each side of her body, knotted it at the base of her throat and then began to wrap it around her breasts- not too tightly of course.

Then he wrapped it around her waist and had her lay down on the edge of the bed where he proceeded to take each end of the rope and wrap it around her shins and upper thighs so each leg was bent at the knee and incapable of being moved from that position. He then picked her up and positioned her on the couch so she was leaning against the back on her knees.

He pulled her arms behind her and adjusted them into a position she was comfortable with before using the shorter rope to tie her arms together at the spot midway between her elbow and wrist so her arms and back made a box shape. It was the most comfortable position for her. Then he helped her lean her upper body against the back of the couch in a way that kept her belly off the couch and gave him easy access to her nipples.

"Right, now I'm just going to spank you a bit with the crop and use what I have in that bowl, tonight we're going to go out to dinner and that's when the real fun will begin. Are you ready?"

"Yes Sir."

As the last syllable left her mouth she felt the first, well second, smack of the crop. It was on her left bum cheek and he swiftly added another smack on the right. The third smack came right onto her exposed nether lips and she jumped a bit.

"Now now love, hold sill."

She tried, she tried so hard to remain still but with each new smack her bum started to heat and become extremely sensitive and with each strike to her nether lips her clit edged out between them as she became more aroused, so when the next hit came onto her pussy it hit that little bundle of nerves which in turn made her jump and cry out and he had to pause to reposition her as she had moved up further onto the couch.

She laid her head onto the back edge of the couch and turned it so she could watch him. He placed the crop onto the floor, turned about and moved so his face was right underneath her. She could feel his warm breath ghosting over her apex as he breathed in and out, the sound of him breathing her in deeply making her even more wet than she already was. Next thing she new his tongue was on her and the sharp sensation of it touching her overly sensitive flesh made her come fast and hard.

She felt him chuckle against her as he continued to suckle her clit as she rode out her orgasm, which kept it going longer. When he added a finger and began pumping it in and out of her soaking core she began to moan, turning her face into the couch to muffle the loudness. He quickly pushed her back up the precipice and with one final swipe of his tongue he moved his face and smacked his fingers against her, the sensation causing her to hurtle over and into a second orgasm.

He moved out from under her and she turned to watch him as he moved away from her. When he moved back he had the tie and the bowl.

"I'm going to blindfold you love, hold still. Oh yes, silly me. As if you could move to begin with, trussed up like that."

The twinkle in his eye at his own joke made her want to simultaneously smile at him and smack him. So smug with himself he was. He tied the tie around her face, making sure it was secured well and she couldn't see and then that was it. She couldn't see him- of course-, couldn't hear him, feel him, nothing. That was until suddenly his fingers were around her nipples as he pinched and pulled them.

One hand moved away and then suddenly she was feeling something very cold on one hardened bud and she cried out again. Ice, it was definitely ice.

"I thought after all that heating up that you could do with something to cool you down love."

Then he was moving that piece of ice all over her heated flesh, from nipples to belly. Belly to back, down her bum cleft and into her pussy lips. Next thing she knew he was pushing that piece of ice into her and the cold was so nice but so much. It caused a new type of painful pleasure and it was all she could do to hold still as he took two new pieces and moved back to her nipples as the piece inside her melted and began to drip down her thighs.

"Open."

She felt the cold ice on her lips and opened her mouth and he pushed the two, now smaller pieces, into her mouth. Then he was gone again until she felt his tongue lapping up the water on her thighs and up into her nether lips. He lapped and licked and pushed her to a third orgasm. Then she heard his zipper being pulled down and he was out from under her and behind her and filling her.

In this position it was so deep and as he pounded in and out of her, it was such an exquisite fullness and she moaned and mewled her pleasure until his thrusts became erratic and he was grunting and growling as he chased his own release. When the first spurt of his hot seed hit the coldness from the ice inside her she came hard and loud and sagged into the couch as he sagged onto her back and they lay like this for a few minutes as they both tried to catch their breath. One thing was for sure, this now topped the list of the best sex she'd ever had.

Draco then moved off her, put himself back into his jeans and started untying her. As the ropes where removed from her arms he massaged the feeling back into them and the ache from her shoulders, then he moved to her legs and did the same for them. Standing her up he removed the rest of the rope and she watched as the indentations were revealed. She didn't know why but there was something extremely sexy about those marks.

He must have thought so too because as she looked down she noticed he was hard again. Seeing where she was looking he grinned.

"As much as I'd love another go love, I think four orgasms is enough for you for now. I have plans to give you at least two more tonight so don't worry about it. He'll go down eventually, even if I have to take a cold shower. Now, go to the bathroom and take a shower, I know you had a bath- I can smell the bath salts- but I doubt you want to be sticky the rest of the day. After that lay on the bed face up."

He gave her a kiss, a swat to her already sore bum and sent her on her way as he began to pick up the items they had used in their play. She took a quick shower and was just laying down on the bed as he had told her when he walked into the room carrying a jar. By the looks of it it was the massage cream he had made.

He smiled at her and she smiled back and then he moved to kneel beside her and opened the jar. He took out a large dollop and placed the jar on the bedside table. Moving to her legs he massaged the cream into her knees and shins massaging out the stiffness in the joints where they had been bent for a prolonged period and taking all her weight.

Then he moved up to her arms and shoulders after getting another dollop of the cream. His fingers felt wonderful and as he massaged the cream in she found herself dozing. He woke her long enough to get her to roll onto her belly and began to massage the cream into her shoulders and back. She doesn't remember anything after that.

Draco

As Draco massaged out the stiffness in Hermione's shoulders and massaged her bum where he had used the crop, he knew she had fallen asleep. He didn't mind. He was sure he had exhausted her and his next command was going to be her taking a nap anyway. When he finished his massage he shifted her onto her side, undressed and slid in behind her.

He ran his hands over her reveling in the feel of her smooth, supple skin. He laid a hand on her belly and wondered at the child growing there. What would they be like? Would they have his Slytherin cunning and her Gryffindor courage? Would they be exceptionally bright given the fact their parents were the brightest witch and wizard of their age?

Who would they look like? Him? Her? Or a perfect mix of them both? Would they be a boy or a girl? Would he truly be a good father like Hermione said? He knew she would be a good mother. He had watched her with Teddy Lupin a few days ago. It was a couple days after Ginny's baby shower and Potter had invited them for dinner. He was watching Teddy while Draco's mother and aunt went out to have a catch up dinner.

The little boy had fascinated Draco. He was his cousin after all, but the boy was a Metamorphmagus and so Draco had watched in delight as Teddy changed his appearance to look like them all at one point or another, deciding in the end that Potter's look was his favorite although he had kept Draco's gray eyes.

The little boy had loved to babble and talked a mile a minute about odd little things only he knew about. He had begged Hermione to read him a book when his bed time came around and Draco had watched in fascination as his girlfriend laid on the bed next to the three year old and read him the tale of Babbity Rabbity. Then Teddy had made her read him a story about a cat in a hat.

Harry was teaching Teddy everything he could about Muggles while Andromeda taught him things about his wizard side. They were determined that Teddy would learn about both worlds to better teach him that wizards weren't better than Muggles. To stop the prejudices that brought about the last war.

Draco also watched in amusement as Teddy had kissed the portrait of his father- Potter had had one made and hung it next to the ones of Sirius Black and his brother Regulus, and Potter's mother and father- goodnight before he brushed his teeth per Hermione's instructions and got into his pjs. Draco couldn't wait for these moments in his own household.

He caressed her belly, where their child lay and kissed her shoulder and then lay down with his arm around her and promptly drifted off to sleep.

He woke before her and just lay there and watched her face in sleep. She had turned around and was now facing him, snuggled into his arms as if she were trying to climb inside him. Her features were serene. Long lashes brushing slightly rosy cheeks, lips parted a bit as she took slow steady breaths. Her skin was warm, a combination of her body heat mixed with his and as the sunlight filtered through the curtains it played over both of them and showed her creamy skin off.

He ran a hand from her shoulder, down her side and along her hip and upper thigh. Again he marveled at how soft it was and as he ran his hand back up her side she shifted and began to wake. As her sleepy gaze met his, she smiled and he smiled back.

"How long have I been asleep?"

He glanced at his clock and saw they'd both slept over five hours. The sun would be moving towards the western horizon soon. It was six o' clock. Perfect for getting up and heading out to dinner. He had just the place in mind. A restaurant that catered to both Muggles and the wizarding community and required one to dress up a bit.

"The same amount of time I have, over five hours."

"Five hours? Goodness, you must have really exhausted me."

"But of course love, that's my specialty."

She smacked his chest and giggled.

"So full of yourself."

"I think after four orgasms I have the right to be. Don't you?"

She flushed in embarrassment then and tucked her head into his shoulder.

"Come on love, we have to get up and go have dinner. As we're still doing the TPE I'll pick out your outfit. I have one question though, do you mind if I collar you?"

"Collar me?"

"I promise you that it looks nothing like a collar, no one will know the true meaning of what you're wearing but myself and you. I just would like to see something around your neck that says you're mine."

"Draco I don't need to be collared for that, but as this is your time then no I don't mind, but thank you for asking me first."

"Of course love, I would never do that without your permission."

"Oh? And what about that exquisite necklace you gave me for the gala?"

"Ok, ok. You caught me, though I did not put that on you to specifically collar you, I simply wanted you to wear something that reminded me of one. It was just a pretty necklace."

"If you say so."

She made to get up and he reluctantly let her go. She didn't seem mad about the collaring thing but one could never be to sure with Hermione Granger.

"Are you sure it's ok love?"

He watched as she took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"It goes against my very nature Draco, you know that. But. I'm ok with it if it will make you happy. I chose to do this today to thank you for taking such good care of me this past month and a half or so and I mean to see it through. I won't lie and say it doesn't make me a little uncomfortable because I'm not a possession, but I know you don't truly mean it that way. That you simply want to show other men that I'm off limits. So yes, it's ok."

"Ok love."

He got up and went into their closet as she took care of her ever demanding bladder. It seemed she was in the bathroom more often than not these days what with the morning sickness and the constant need to pee. He hoped he could help her with the morning sickness when the new school term came along because he doubted she'd be pleased to throw up in front of her students.

He picked out her outfit, a pretty strapless white lace push-up bra with matching briefs to go with the sheer pink and white rose print organza dress with a pleated v-strap ruched bodice with a nipped in waist and full asymmetrical skirt. He paired this with a pair of Christian Dior vintage white and pink silk floral heels.

He noticed she had several pairs of vintage heels and wondered why she didn't wear them more often, but shoved that thought aside and made his way back out of the closet. He laid the outfit out on the bed and then made his way to her jewelry box. Here he found a pair of glass teardrop rose gold drop earrings and a white pearl bracelet with a large pink rose in the center.

It all fit perfectly together, everything vintage and pink and white. He knew she preferred darker colors, but he knew she'd look stunning in what he had chosen, plus it went with the satin ribboned collar necklace he had purchased when he bought the Ben Wa balls. Speaking of, he needed to go get them for tonight.

She was still in the shower so he nipped up to the playroom and grabbed the items he meant to use tonight, the balls and a pair nipple presses- they were similar to clamps but where they pinched the nipple these squeezed them, like a vice. He also grabbed the Wartenburg Wheel as he had no plans to come back to the playroom tonight. He had another little surprise for tonight, he had just been waiting for the right moment to use it. Tonight was that moment.

When he came back to the bedroom Hermione was just stepping out of the bathroom.

"Ah, right on time. I've laid out what I want you to wear for tonight, but before you put it on I have two more things. Go to the bed and bend over please."

She complied and he moved behind her and held the balls where she could see them. He heard her whimper a bit before he lubricated and warmed the balls as before and pushed them inside her. Then he stood her up and turned her to face him. His eyes never leaving hers he leaned down and suckled a nipple until it was hard and she was moaning with pleasure.

Then he attached the first press onto her nipple, twisting the twin screws so the clamp just squeezed her nipple without it being painful. Then he repeated the process on the other nipple and placed a swift kiss on her lips. He never even paid attention to the fact he was a naked as the day he was born, or that his cock stood at attention just begging to enter warm wet heat.

"You can get dressed now love."

She glared at him a moment and then turned to begin dressing and he moved back into the closet to grab his clothes. Mindful of her statement of liking him in colors he chose a pair of white trousers and paired them with some white boxer briefs, a light blue button down and a royal blue blazer. He threaded a navy blue belt through his belt loops and left the top two buttons of his shirt undone.

Adding his blue and silver Celtic knot cufflinks, he walked out of the closet and moved to the bed to put on his white trainers. The place they were going to required dressy but not too dressy so his trainers would be just fine. Hermione had completed her dress and was just sliding her own shoes on.

He was right about the look, she was stunning. He stood up and grabbed the collar necklace and moved in front of her. She had pulled her hair up into a loose knot at the nape of her neck with a few loose wisps framing her face.

"Here love, let me put this on."

She stood and turned facing away from him and he wrapped the necklace around her neck. It was simple, no one would ever guess what it really was. It was a satin ribbon with a bow on front; and in place of the tiny bell that had come with it he had transfigured it into a simple silver rose to match her dress.

"There. Perfect."

She turned to face him, wincing a bit as the balls moved within her and smiled at him.

"Can I see?"

"Of course."

He moved to the side and let her walk to her vanity and peer in the mirror there.

"You're right, you'd never think this was a collar. It's lovely Draco. In fact I love the whole look. Thank you."

"You're welcome love. Come on, let's go."

They went to dinner- where he ordered everything- and the whole time was spent talking about the upcoming term and what they might do in terms of the baby and whose quarters they might live in and all of that. They knew nothing would be set in stone until they talked to Minerva but at least they could have a clearer idea of what they wanted.

There were a few people they knew at the restaurant, but no one tried to disturb them. They finished their meal and headed back to the flat. This walking thing could become rather fun and Draco thought maybe next summer he'd do more of walking the city than Apparating and Disapparating to get where he was going and enjoy the sights the city had to offer.

When they got back Draco immediately took her into the bedroom and made her strip.

"I've got more plans for you love, it's going to be a long night."

a/n: oh yeah, I went there. The rest of this lovely TPE session will be next chapter. I may be persuaded to put up a bonus chapter this week, just depends on if I have time and if I get some reviews asking me to, I'm not usually a review whore but I'd really love to know how many of you favoritors- not a word I know- and followers are enjoying the story. 😏

I wanted to do this because I wanted to take Hermione out of her comfort zone, to show Draco just how much she really trusts him. Hope you enjoyed it so far. This probably won't happen again in this story because that's just not Hermione. This was a lovely little gift she gave Draco for being sub a sweetheart. Also I may post the first chapter of the other hp Dramione fic I've been working on this weekend. Tonight or tomorrow before the big game- for those who may not know tomorrow is the SuperBowl of American football and as my Panthers made it this year in place of my Colts I plan on frying wings and having a lovely little viewing party with my hubby and tot. So there's that. Like I said though I MAY. It's not a definite. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.