A/N: SPOV
Severus had come back to his rooms and took a cold shower. He needed his faculties together if she did show up. Thank goodness for checklists, he thought to himself.
She didn't give him her list yet, so he would have to be improvisational and not delve too far into things that he wasn't sure she'd like. He would tailor her next experience to the list he would receive.
Towel, check. Blanket, check. Floggers Salazar and Slytherin, check. Manacles and chain, check. Clamps, check. Collar... He dried himself off, charmed his hair back and secured it with a ribbon, and realized that he shouldn't push her that far so soon. Slipping into his leather pants and belt, he went to check his potions as well. Oh. That should make things quite interesting.
Before he felt ready, there was a knock on his door. He went to the door, knowing who it was, and opened it.
He stood before her clad in nothing but his favorite leather pants and a belt. He never knew what to wear in order to be sexy for another, so he resorted to wearing what he was comfortable in. He'd be willing to play in his regular teaching robes, but he wasn't sure if she would be okay with that. The pants were snug yet gave him mobility, and he knew that he had an arse to show off in them. Considering how much he liked to use his hands, he preferred being topless so that nothing restricted his movement. And unlike other Dominants he remembered from play parties in his past, he was smooth and toned, albeit pale. At least I don't need to have my back or chest waxed.
"Enter, Nymphadora." He said, using his voice to its fullest extent to arouse her. She came in, and he surveyed her as he closed the door and warded it. Taking another second, he also warded the fireplace. No distractions tonight.
He smiled at her choice of clothing. She chose to be functional yet visually appealing, much like himself. She had black pants tucked into her black boots, they seemed oddly muggle yet comfortable. She wore a hot pink Weird Sisters shirt, obviously to match her hair. He wondered if he could ever get her in a skirt. In her hand was a piece of parchment, obviously his assigned homework, which he graciously took from her and left on his desk.
"Thank you for this, however, for tonight, I will simply be giving you a taste of what I can do for you. I shall endeavor to customize such future sessions towards each of our own proclivities. Follow me."
He wondered what she was thinking as she saw him, or when she walked into his bedroom and saw the wrought-iron four poster bed. Laid out on the bed was an assortment of toys; the manacles with built-in cushioning charms, a triplet of clamps, his twin floggers, a tray of various potions, a small towel, and spelled chains that would link to anything he desired.
The look on her face was reward enough. He smiled slightly as he took a potion for himself. She looked at him curiously before he replied her unasked question.
"Ah, it is a contraception potion that I devised; it has quite the desirable side-effect of virility." He took his wand and blindfolded her, then closed the distance so that his lips traced her ear as he whispered to her.
"I am going to have my way with you. I will use you, hurt you, pleasure you, and hopefully make you want more. If at any time you wish for me to stop, merely utter 'red'. Or 'Umbridge'. Other than that, you will not speak unless spoken to. Is that understood?" She nodded, almost excitiedly. He then removed her shirt and left it folded by the bed. He saw her hot pink bra, and chuckled warmly at it.
"I see that you do enjoy the color pink, Nymphadora." Severus removed her pants and boots with another spell, leaving her a bit vulnerable as she stood nearly starkers before him, blindfolded.
He paced around her, drinking in her physique with his eyes. He slapped her bum with his left hand, and was pleased with the way she startled at the sensation. He moaned appreciatively and gave her arse another swat, but this time with more force.
Her forced exhalation of breath was nearly a shudder in pleasure, and he took his wand out and decided to use a weak stinging hex. It was a common spell when you were in fights while in school and didn't hurt that much unless you got caught in the face with it, but it was a very different sensation when employed this way.
Her moan of excitement egged him on, and he threw another stinging hex on her other cheek. A small red welt appeared, and he used his right hand to smack just below that, where the bum meets the thigh. He left his hand upon her bum, tracing down the line of her right thigh and then grazed his fingernails up the inside of her left one. Tracing her mound, he felt her wetness beginning to seep through.
"My, you're already getting wet. Whatever shall I do with you?" Putting his wand aside, he smacked her bum with his entire hand. He cupped her cheek, squeezing a bit of pressure as he directed bloodflow back to her bum as he spelled her bra off. She covered her breasts with her arms instantly, perhaps a bit nervously.
"Oh no you don't, Nymphadora." His voice caressed her as he put a manacle on either wrist, "you're going to let yourself be exposed and pleased while under my duress." As he lifted her arms to the tops of the bed frame, the chains attached and she was only able to shift her arms slightly. If he wasn't mistaken, her struggling against the chains was arousing her all the more.
He summoned a potion bottle, and began to lower her last bit of clothing by hand. She had a beautiful set of hips, and his fingers trailed as gravity took over the last bit of disrobing her. He applied the minty potion to her bum and rubbed it into her skin. It went on as a bit cold, then warmed up as her skin tingled and her nerves were made hypersensitive. With a daring stroke of his finger, he put a bit of the salve over her clitoris. Her instant response to the contact told him that he was indeed working her up good and proper.
Severus took a look at his remaining toys that he had left out. Salazar and Slytherin won't be used this time, he thought sadly, but the clamps will most surely make an appearance.
Swatting her ass a few more times, he noticed how the muscles in her legs were tensing up as she arched herself into the blows. She was definitely wanting this, and he wasn't about to let her get too complacent.
"Spread your legs apart more." He directed, and she complied almost immediately. He went to his knees and summoned the clamps to his hand. Lightly pinching her clitoris, he put the clamp right behind it, forcing the clitoris to poke out from its protective hood. He then blew over the clit, knowing how the potion would react to it as she stood there. Standing back up, he placed the other two clamps on either nipple, licking the very tip of each one. She'd wonder how his tongue would feel on her down there now as he resumed spanking her arse. With the nerves more sensitive, he'd occasionally reach between her legs and flick the clamp below, knowing that she was losing control over herself.
"frig me." she muttered as the clamp sent shocks of pleasure through her. Severus smiled, removing the nipple clamps while expertly nibbling on them.
"Not yet, Nymphadora. And you will refer to me as Sir while we are in session." He wasn't sure if she had replied or not since the sound of his hand spanking her arse made a sharp and almost painful sound. Pleased that she was enjoying this level of pain, he hit her with a few more stinging hexes. He released her manacles from the chains and instead latched them onto each other behind her back. Moving a pillow into the way, he bent her over the foot of his bed and had her face-first into the pillow, his hand firmly holding her down as her bum was up in the air. He removed the clamp and pointed his wand directly on her clitoris, making his wand vibrate upon contact.
Her grunts of pleasure were like music to his ears, and he removed his wand in order to vanish his leather pants and let free his frustratingly hard erection. He didn't care that it was grazing her hip as he slowly put two fingers inside her as she silently begged for more.
"Would you rather I fucked you like a little slut?" He asked her, teasing her with his fingers.
Her frantic nodding was all that he needed as he plunged himself into her. He wasn't much above average in size from what he had heard, but his girth was another matter entirely. Because of it, every witch he fucked felt tight to him. Few felt like they were clamping down like a vice once he had entered. She, however, had.
"Bugger, you're tight." He resumed the vibrational charm on her as he slowly fucked her from behind. The view of her, bent over and cuffed, was enough to make him come on his own. But he wanted to be sure he made her beg for release. He cast a lubrication charm on her other opening, and gently put a bit of pressure with his thumb there as he quickened his rhythm in penetrating her.
"Do it." Her reply was nearly frantic, but he understood what she was begging for. He slipped his thumb inside her and instantly felt her grip seize upon him as he kept sliding in and out of her.
Her arms convulsed and fought her restraints as she shook beneath him, screaming wantonly as she orgasmed with reckless abandon. Propriety didn't matter anymore, her body was beaten and turned into a bundle of pent-up nerves yearning for release. He understood that this time, it wasn't about making love as much as it was about fucking. They both had ached for too long and sought relief. Her legs were wobbly at this point, and as he pulled out and cast a cleansing charm on himself, he made her upright herself as he playfully smacked her bum one more time.
He removed her blindfold and enjoyed the glazed look in her eyes. His turgid member ached to be re-sheathed within her. It took a lot of self restraint not to simply open her mouth and shove himself deep within her. He wanted her to do this.
"I am not undone yet, Nymphadora. On your knees as I have described before."
"Yes, Sir."
