Author Notes: Guys, some heavy topics are coming up. It happens in the lifestyle sometimes, and it's not always pretty. Consent is so important, and when that trust is broken, it's worse than any heartbreak or betrayal you've ever felt. So, it might make you uncomfortable and possibly triggersome for others. Please be aware I support full consent, and if you haven't noticed, our Marauders do too.
Hermione stayed by Sirius once they went down to the lair. They roamed the room several times, Sirius was snapping as he went when inspiration came. Hermione made a note to have him teach her how he does it at a later date. It was inspiring to see him work and appreciated his intensity.
Often, Sirius would motion for her to stay and get close enough for an angle she didn't see would make a difference. He was so precise and sexy. It made her squirm just thinking that's how he looked when taking pictures of her. Had that become a new kink? Picture whore? Oh, she didn't care because he was fucking stimulating.
Sirius was taking photos of Sadie doing a paddle session with one of her girls when one of Greyback's girls approached.
"Padfoot," she murmured and ducked her head. "Can we borrow your kitten's company, please?"
"If she wants, Cei Cei," Sirius whispered.
"Daddy," Hermione murmured.
He glanced at her and stroked her face. "You're alright. I'm keeping a close watch," he breathed and stroked her pigtail.
Hermione breathed and smiled. "Thank you, Daddy."
Cei Cei smirked and tugged Hermione over to where she was sitting with her pack. They were giggling as the nearly naked Greyback was glancing at the paper. It was a decent distance away from the session, not to interrupt Sadie's degradation.
"Girl, these are quite delicious," he told her as she kneeled on the cushion next to the girls.
Hermione tilted her head. "What are, Mr. Greyback?"
He turned the page around to reveal a shot of her and Sirius. It was from the photo shoot. Her cheeks filled with color as she realized this was also an opportunity for Sirius to show off. He was previewing her prints for the party.
"Oh, I see," Hermione murmured.
He grinned and waved the stack. "Very worthy of having on walls," he agreed.
The girls all cooed and stroked Hermione's hair.
"I appreciate such kind words," Hermione smiled and nodded.
"I was wondering if you would be willing to do a shoot with my girls. Clothed, simplistic, innocent. Not my usual, but we could use a bit of flavor."
Hermione gnawed on her lip. "I would have to ask Daddy and Sir."
Rosier was buttoning his shirt as he walked into the room with Lestrange. Hermione moved to leave, but the girls pawed at her. "Don't go," they begged.
Hermione felt the hair go up on her neck as Lestrange approached. "Those are pretty shots, Greyback. Which of your girls did a shoot with Black?"
"Not my girls, they aren't as pretty. This little one here," Greyback gestured to Hermione.
Rabastan arched an eyebrow and took the photos in hand. He flipped through them and hummed as he scrutinized them. "Interesting," he nodded.
"Which of my girls will you be playing with, Rosier?"
The three naked women begged and sighed. Hermione averted her eyes from Rabastan. He ducked down as Rosier was selecting with mild interest.
"Chienne, you look spoiled in these pictures," he said.
Hermione turned her face from him.
"You've been unschooled and unruly?" He asked.
"No, Mr. Lestrange," Hermione puffed.
"You're a slave, you've always been a slave, you always will be a slave, Chienne. Remember what that means?" He asked as he showed her the shot of her in the shower. "This is spoiled behavior. I taught you better than this pouting."
"Trouble," Rosier murmured before tapping one of the girl's heads.
Hermione felt a presence behind her. "Is there a problem, Lestrange? I think you're making my girl uncomfortable," Sirius said.
Rabastan stood up and straightened his shirt. "Not at all, Black. Just catching up on old times."
Greyback swiped the pictures from Rabastan and puffed. "Black, I want to have my girls do a shoot with your Kitten. Clothed and sweet. I want her to be playing with my bitches like the dogs they are. She could be so sweet with three dogs to walk and curl in the grass with."
Sirius arched an eyebrow. "I'll ask Moony and see. I want my Kitten to be well taken care of, and Moony has a say as well."
Greyback nodded. "Yes, I know. She told me. Your girl is quite loyal."
Sirius chuckled and bent, kissing her head. "She is. Beautiful, intelligent, sexy, willing, and my sweet good girl," he said while nuzzling her.
Hermione tilted her neck and caught the narrowed glare from Lestrange. "Yes, Daddy, if you say so."
"I do because you are. My good girl," Sirius sighed.
"Padfoot," Sadie called out.
Sirius glanced over and stood. "Yes, Sadie?"
"Are you and your darling girl going to play for us? Those pictures are to die for!" She shouted while strolling over. "It would be a lovely birthday gift," she added.
Sirius arched his eyebrow and glanced down at Hermione. "Did you want to show them, Kitten?"
Hermione smiled and licked her lips. "Show them what, Daddy?"
"How much you adore me?" Sirius questioned and held out his hand.
"How do you want me to do that?" Hermione smirked as she stood up.
Sirius bent forward and neared her ear. "I want to spank you and make your ex watch as you cum all over my knee," he hissed.
Hermione's cheeks bloomed with color as she rocked her head. "If you want, Daddy. I'm all yours," Hermione sighed as she hugged him.
Sirius kissed her hair and parted from Hermione. "Okay, Sadie. We'll play for you."
Hermione had taken off her knitted shirt and pulled off her heels as she licked her lips. Sirius pulled off his shirt and set it with her things as the party was more than a bit amused about the new couple. She could feel the curiosity coming off them in waves.
Sirius slanted his head and hummed. "Kitten, come here," he beckoned and patted his knee.
She was far more clothed than the past participants of this party. Sirius wanted it that way. He whispered that if she didn't get nude in her photos, they weren't allowed to see it now. Hermione paced over and sat on his lap, twirling a finger in his curls.
"Now, you're going to be my good girl and let me make that cute little butt red for these nice people. They've come to watch you, and I want you to give me everything, alright?"
"Yes, Daddy," she said with a nod.
"What do we say if it's too much?" Sirius asked.
"Snapdragon," Hermione voiced.
"Good girl. Daddy isn't going to be mean, this isn't a punishment. It's a reward for being such a good girl. I know you love to show off, they've seen your pretty pictures. Now, straddle my knee, and relax on the lounge."
Hermione nodded and pivoted her form. She had to be honest as she pressed her elbows into the cushion, she was excited already. Her knickers were far more delicate than she was expecting to show anyone. Black, lacy and beautiful with plenty of bare ass for spankings.
Maybe he planned for this? Either way, him spanking her for pleasure was going to be excellent.
"Oh, you're already wet, Kitten," Sirius chuckled.
Hermione sighed. "Only for you, Daddy."
This was an echo of how Remus had her as Sirius propped up his knee. Hermione sunk to the cushion and sighed as he began rubbing her crease and around her behind. Her feet didn't reach the floor, likely the purpose of the position.
"You know I love to hear you get loud. It's one of my favorite things," Sirius purred and then spanked her with a firm hand.
Hermione moaned as she rubbed against him. His hand caressed and grazed the spot before touching her all over her offered lower half.
"You always sound so delightful and delicious," He growled and again another smack on the other side.
Hermione sounded with that hint of pain and pleasure. It kept going. Compliments, spankings, rubbing. She was whimpering from the lovely mixture, and Sirius chuckled.
"Kitten, how are you feeling?" He asked while caressing her bum.
"So good, Daddy," She voiced. It came out shaky with need.
He reached over and stroked her hair. "I'm going to give you harder ones now. If you need to cum, you just cum. You have my permission."
Hermione rocked her head. "Thank you, Daddy."
He maneuvered her, and his arm propped her up further. Hermione shuddered. Sirius ran his hand over her and sighed as he rubbed her wetness on her burning behind. "Such a pretty little pussy. Daddy loves this pussy so much. Do you love it when he's inside it, princess?" Sirius asked.
"Yes, Daddy, so much," Hermione puffed.
Sirius's hand pulled away and swatted her bum with a sharp clap. Hermione moaned as the force rubbed her against him, and his hand dragged to her center. He continued with the other side, and Hermione was quivering.
Rinse and repeat as her behind stung, but her core was calling out for him. Sirius was perfect at giving her just enough pain with pleasure. Hermione was utterly lost in it. She was so aroused and so into it that she squirmed and rubbed against his knee.
Sirius had a smile in his voice. "You've been a very good girl. I have a treat for you."
Hermione puffed. "What is it, Daddy?"
When Sirius struck her, it was just enough between the lower portion of her cheeks to send a shockwave through her. Hermione sounded with shrill pleasure as her back arched and her toes curled. Sirius reached over with his spanking hand and tugged her hair, forcing her to rub against his leg as she spasmed. It was a powerful climax that echoed.
"Oh, very good girl. That's my beautiful little princess," He sighed and released her hair, stroking the curls.
Hermione bowed her head and panted as she digested the orgasm.
A single person clapped.
"Absolutely appalling, Chienne," his voice was thick and threw her from her good feelings.
"Lestrange, you're out of line," Sadie hissed.
Hermione struggled off Sirius's lap, not willing to be exposed to him. Sirius sat her down and caressed her face. "It's okay, Kitten," he whispered.
Hermione didn't realize she was shaking until she reached for his arm. Rabastan walked closer, and Sadie blocked him. Sirius was shushing Hermione and caressing her face.
"I said you're out of line. He hasn't even delivered aftercare," Sadie snapped.
"That is my property he's touching," Rabastan mused. "She never broke off our agreement."
"Settle down, Lestrange," Greyback ordered.
Hermione was in Sirius's lap as he held her. "You brutalized her and then sicked Bella on her to keep her quiet about it, right? I'm quite sure that's a severing of a contract," Sirius declared.
"I never gave her what she didn't agree to," Rabastan hissed.
"It wasn't consensual?" Sadie questioned as she glanced back at Hermione.
Hermione shook her head. "No, he gagged me, so I couldn't say our safe word," she whispered.
Sadie snapped her fingers. "I believe this trash needs to be taken out, Boris."
Greyback patted his chest as the large dominant man stepped forth with him. "We don't play those rules here, Lestrange," he growled and walked up to Rabastan.
"This isn't done, Chienne," he hissed as the two large men jostled him to walk out. "Not even close!" He called before being shoved out of the hallway.
Sirius set her down and kneeled in front of her. "Kitten, look at me."
Hermione winced as hot tears burned in her eyes.
"Kitten, look at my eyes," Sirius said with a softer tone.
Hermione met them, and her tears fell. "I'm so sorry, Sirius. I'm so broken and don't deserve you. You're perfect, and I'm ruined."
"Who am I?" He asked, taking her hand to his chest. "Who am I to you?"
"Daddy," Hermione sobbed.
"Why am I Daddy?"
"Because you promised to always protect me," Hermione murmured as she rubbed her eye with the back of her hand.
"Does Daddy care, adore, and want you because you're my good girl?"
"Yes," Hermione sniffled.
"Will Daddy always do that?"
Hermione's lower lip quivered.
"You know this," Sirius caressed her hand. "Will Daddy always care, adore, and want you no matter what? You're my good girl. My good girl knows this answer."
"Yes, Daddy," Hermione whimpered. "Always?"
"Always, forever and then some," Sirius nodded.
Hermione launched at him and held him tightly. "Me too!"
He moved to the lounge and rocked her as she cried. The room was cleared out, aside from Greyback, Melody, and Sadie, with their submissives. Sadie was grimacing, and Sirius nodded. It was far worse than he thought. He never wanted to ask, and now that he knew, it was crushing. Hermione stifled her sobs after a few moments of gripping onto Sirius, and Sharon approached.
"Hermione, did you want me to help you get dressed in the bathroom?" Sharon asked.
Hermione pulled away from Sirius, and he stroked her cheek. "Then we can have some cake?" Hermione asked him with a pout.
Sirius smiled and nodded. "Yes, and ice cream."
Hermione cleared her face and nosed his cheek. "Thank you so much, Daddy."
He caressed her curls and moved to kiss her forehead. "You're very welcome, Kitten."
Sharon assisted Hermione in picking up her clothing, and they wandered off with the three Greyback girls to the bathroom. Sirius let his guard down and scrubbed his face with a loud groan.
"It is difficult to have a wounded submissive," Greyback nodded.
Sadie sighed. "Yes, very, but very rewarding. For all that she's gone through, it's amazing that you and Moony have worked with her so well."
"I didn't know," Sirius shook his head. "I didn't know it was that wrong, Sadie. She never told us, and we never asked."
Melody nodded as she touched his shoulder. "You did amazingly well, Sirius. You were able to pull her from the shock, smooth her panic and trauma, and calm the storm. That was amazingly done, and I'm envious of your connection with her."
"The next couple of days will be rough. I would suggest telling Lupin to relax protocol so she can recover," Greyback murmured.
"I'm going to give that girl whatever she wants for the rest of her life," Sirius puffed as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Well, why don't you get through the rest of this week first?" Sadie questioned as she smiled.
Sirius rocked his head and rolled his neck. "Yeah, this week."
Greyback patted him on the shoulder. "You're a strong Dominant, Black. Sometimes the gentle touches are harder than the firm ones."
"Yeah," Sirius agreed and stood up. "Are we still doing pictures of the slave service cake party?"
"Are you up to it?" Sadie asked.
"As long as she's laughing and alright, I can brave the world for her."
Sadie smiled and patted his cheek. "Padfoot, you're a good man."
Hermione soon came out with the girls and was laughing. Sharon must have placed some fresh makeup on her face and had her giggling because she was ten times better than before.
"Daddy!" She shouted and raced to him.
Sirius grinned and bent to catch her, pressing his forehead to hers. "Oh, my beautiful girl."
Hermione kissed him and rubbed her nose against his. "You're amazing, and I am so happy I found you," she whispered.
That nearly brought tears to Sirius's eyes. "Me too, Kitten. Me too," he paused and cleared his throat. "Now, let's go have cake and will bring some home to Moony," he finished and pulled away to grab her hand.
"Okay. Do you think that Sharon and Mistress Dee can come over for dinner when my friends leave? And Cei Cei, Mel, and Nana?" Hermione asked as she squeezed his hand.
"I'll ask Moony," He smiled at her.
"You're the best," Hermione beamed, and they left the lair to meet the rest for cake.