Chapter 7

Hermione almost skipped up the stairs to the flat she shared with her sister, her keys in hand and her new journal tucked under her arm. She threw her bag on the floor and bounded into her room, throwing, her keys and the journal on her bed as she flung open her wardrobe and began to search of a dress that would be suitable to wear to Harry's, but also one her dominant would approve of. She made a face at the dress section of her wardrobe and considered asking Ophelia for help, but decided that her sister's style was far more dominant than submissive, if he didn't like her killer military boots the chances where he wouldn't like anything Lia put her in.

In the end she decided on a plain, cape sleeved dress that was full coverage and a looser fit up top, but cinched in at the waist with a belt that she would tie in a bow, and skim down her hips and thighs, hitting just above her knee. She hoped it would be casual enough for dinner with Harry and conservative enough to conceal that she was sans knickers. Whilst being sexy enough to appeal to Severus.

She smiled to herself happy with her choice as she stripped off and went into the shower. She quickly washed and stepped out using her wand to dry her hair and a few quick make up spells to apply a little bit of make up to her face, before she went back into her wardrobe and pulled out her strappy black stilettos, and secured them to her feet.

She turned to take out the Ben Wa balls before realising they were still in her bag in the hall. She heard her sister pottering about in the kitchen and sighed.

'Accio, black pouch.' She muttered waving her wand out the crack in her door and deftly caught the flying object as is swooshes out her bag towards her.

'Lazy!' Lia called and she stuck her tongue out.

'Naked!' she responded as she shut the door. And clutched the bag to her chest. She was thankful Severus had put them in a bag. She had no doubt her sister would know what they were and had no wish to have that conversation before going to Harry's. it was bad enough she had agreed to go to her friends without any panties. She cringed at the thought of what would happen should the man-who-defeated, find out. Their friendship was strained and fragile at best. That maybe the thing to shatter it, though she supposed it may help his marriage.

She pulled out the balls and pondered them for a second, before flipping open the journal and penning a quick question to her dominant.

How do I put them in?

Several moments past as she put in a pair of Dimond earing and sprayed some perfume, before the journal glowed and she read his response.

Use the Lube, coat each ball and slowly insert them, try and clench your muscles as you do, they will pull the balls deeper and allow you to insert the second. Ensure the string is hanging out, or removing them will be more of a challenge.

She snorted at the last bit, as if she couldn't have figured that out, she propped her leg up on the edge of the bed and poured half of the lube into her hand using it to coat her folds and her entrance, before using the second half of the lube to coat the balls. She gasped at the feeling of the cool metal against her sensitive skin as she inserted one ball and then the second. She used her towel to wipe away the excess lube and lowered her leg. As she did so the free rolling weights within the balls moved and she gasped at the sensation, her inner muscle's clenched to keep the balls in place. She took a step back and the balls moved again, her eye fluttering closed as her walls clamped down. This was going to be harder than she had first anticipated. Her saving grace was that she'd be mostly sitting at Harry's. She, thought for moment, about putting on a bra but decided if she wasn't allowed to wear knickers there was little point in wearing a bra. The top of the dress was loos enough that it would hid any nipple action, should it occur she screwed her courage and figured if she was in for a penny she was in for a pound and reached for the dress slipping it over her head and tying the belt in a neat little bow, spelling it to remain in place before she looked at herself in the mirror.

She felt a little over dressed for a movie and pizza night, but at least she'd already told Harry she'd be meeting someone after it, so he wouldn't be suspicious of her fancier choice in clothing. She picked up her black clutch and placed her keys, a stick of lippy and her wand inside, smiling at the extension charm, placed on it to make it just wide enough to house her wand. As an after though she threw in a small bottle of perfume and closed it with a snap, walking out to the living room so she could floo to Harry's.

'You look vanilla.' Lia said from the kitchen island.

'I'm going to Harry's for dinner and a movie.' Hermione said softly, frowning at her sister's assessment of her outfit she had thought she'd looked good.

'You look over dressed.' She amended.

Hermione frowned. 'I'm going to Severus' after.'

'You look, Vanilla.' She said again and Hermione rolled her eyes. Sometimes she loathed her twin. 'Will I be seeing you and Master S this evening?' she asked as Hermione turned towards the fire and pulled down the floo powder taking a small handful before replacing the dish on the mantel.

Hermione shrugged. 'I have no idea, he hasn't said what the plan is, you remember I won't be back till Sunday evening?' she said, going to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of rose wine and looking at the other girl, noticing her garb for the first time. The girl was dress in a latex dress, mostly black save for the red strip at the hem. Her wig this evening was a bright red which faded into black at the tips. Her make up done to match, with black lipstick and all. Her nails were a bright red and the shoes on her feet were glittery and, black with red roses, trailing down the heal.

'Looking devilish.' She said with a grin and Lia did a little twirl.

'You know how I feel about my latex, chick!' she said with sass and Hermione couldn't help but laugh. Her sister just didn't give a damn and it was one of the qualities Hermione loved in her. 'But yes, I am aware you'll be playing the good little subbie until Sunday, means I get to play the big bad Dominatrix, here, really it's a win win.' She smirked and Hermione shook her head, tossing the floo power in the hearth and calling out Harry's address as she stepped into the emerald flames.

'Hey!' Harry called from the kitchen as she stepped out, and dusted herself off. 'You look great! If I'd know I'd have worn something nicer!' the boy-who-Lived chuckled as he stared down at his ragged jeans and baggy, faded t-shirt.

'Oh shush, you know I'm meeting someone later.' She mock scolded and Harry grinned cheekily.

'You do look great; he's going to be drooling when you show up.' Harry assured her and Hermione tried to side her smile, she doubted she could ever Make Severus Snape drool, he'd never let himself be so out of control. 'I've already Ordered the pizza it'll be here in about ten minutes, what do you wanna watch?' she asked as he took the wine from her, pushing her towards the couch and going to get some glasses.

Hermione smiled as a sudden memory of their first movie night together popped into her head. They had been 15 and Arthur had somehow managed to get a muggle TV and DVD player from work, to work in the order headquarters. When they had pressed play the movie in the DVD player had been the only one, they had had, so the children had settled down to watch, after she hand harry and explained things to the purebloods, whilst the adults had held their meeting.

'Hitch hikers? She suggested and Harry Grinned back at her, flicking his wand as the DVD floated out of the case and into the DVD player as he handed her a glass and the doorbell went.

'Just on time.' She grinned and Harry excused himself to go and get the food.

Severus glanced at the clock and saw the it was just after six. He smirked to himself, knowing that his little submissive would just be arriving at Potter's. he put his quill down and picking up his wand, pressing the tip of it to the tip of his right forefinger and whispering a quick spell. he stowed his wand and stood, making his way to the drawing room where he knew Lucius and Narcissa were hiding.

He was the pair sitting of the chaise together, Narcissa snuggled between the blond man's legs, as he read softly aloud to her, as she sipped her wine. Severus was loath to interrupt them but, he had a plan for his sub and needed Lucius to complete it.

'Fancy a few rounds of Chess Old Friend?' he asked leaning against the door frame as the couple looked up from their book.

Lucius looked at his wife and pressed a kiss to her temple as she moved to allow him to get up, sitting back on the chaise when he left it, and placing a marker in the book, before setting her wine down and picking up her embroidery, as Lucius summoned an elf to set up the chess board, whilst Severus fixed them both a drink and the took up their sides of the board, Severus taking black and Lucius white as usual.

Severus Smirked as Lucius played his moved and he pressed his finger to his pawn to make his own.

Hermione was reaching for a slice of pizza when she felt a vibration deep within her. her eyes popped wide and her mouth dropped open, before the sensation ended and she could breathe again. She frowned in confusion before picking up her food and leaning back, closing her eyes as the weights within her moved. Had she imagined the vibrating?

She flicked her eyes at harry and was happy that he hadn't noticed anything, too busy with his own food.

Severus played a few more moves at his regular pace, before he picked up his glass and pressed his spelled finger to the side as he took a slow sip.

Hermione couldn't help the soft gasp that fell from her lips as the vibrations returned for a fifth time this time longer and stronger than before. Her walls were fluttering now and she could feel herself getting wet, she closed her eyes and tried not to groan as the sensation stopped and she missed the feel of it. She readjusted herself and found that that only made her walls clench hard as the balls within her moved and she struggled to keep them in.

'You okay there Hermione?' Harry asked as the vibrations started again, short sharp bursts of them, and then a longer round, as she attempted to eat another slice and concentrate on the film.

'Fine,' she said with a tight smile as they stopped again.

Lucius Smirked at his friend as he called check mate. 'You're not playing at your best this evening Severus' Lucius said as the board reset itself and the man took a drink.

'I'm not playing to win.' Severus said as he pressed his finger to the glass and left it there for a long moment before lifting the glass to his lips and taking a drink, pressing harder to the glass to increase the vibrations within his submissive.

'Why ever not?' Narcissa asked from the chaise, her needle paused in the middle of a stich.

'Miss Granger asked if she could meet me at nine this evening rather than seven.'

'Breaking her contract not even a week after signing? I wouldn't have though her the bratty type.' Lucius said as he started a new round.

Severus shook his head. 'She's not, was very polite about it actually, offered to stay later on Sunday to make up for the lost time and take any punishment I deemed fit.'

'Brave girl.' Narcissa muttered and Severus snorted, how true that was.

Lucius glanced at the clock and noticed it was nearing 8pm. 'I assume you let her given that's she is not here, or did you end the contract?'

'I let her go see Potter, their friendship has been strained since her break up with Weasley I believe, they don't from what I gathered from her letter get to spend a lot of time together these days. I did however state that I would still have her submission even when she was not in my presence.'

'What did you have her do?' Lucius Smirked knowing his friend all too well.

'I asked her to wear some Ben Wa balls, and to sit in Potters without any underwear.' Severus shrugged.

'They're spell activated balls, aren't they?' Narcissa said as she watched Snape fondle a chess piece before laying it down with more pressure than was strictly necessary. 'And I assume the poor girl is not allowed to come whilst she is with Mr Potter.'

'Nor is she allowed to tell the boy what is going on.' She smirked and Lucius let out a hearty chuckle.

'You are cruel, Sev, the girl will be fraught by the time she gets here.'

'That's the general idea. A punishment for daring to ask in the first place.' Severus shrugged as Lucius made his next move.

Hermione could barely concentrate on the movie, she was struggling to keep the balls inside her now, as well as fighting off her impending orgasm, she could feel sweat trickle down the back of her neck and she was sure that if she stood up there would be a wet patch on the couch. She was cursing Severus Snape to the seventh level of hell, as Harry let out a chuckle at the TV screen she let out a weak breathy chuckle as the vibrations started again, and her orgasm hurtled towards her. as she strained not to let it.

'I need the loo!' she breathed as she stood and the balls rolled within her and she had to bite back a groan. her eyes flew open as she wondered if she'd even be able to pee with these in. though she hoped that releasing the pressure in her bladder would help her to stave off her orgasm as she tried to act normal walking to the bathroom.

When she got there, she let out a few shuddering deep breaths and a few choice words for her dominant, as she lifted her skirt and squatted to pee, sighing as the pressure lessened a bit just as the vibrations started and her Kegel muscles clenched, stopping her urine stream.

'Oh, fucks sake.' She cursed as she closed her eyes and wished the man to stop so she could at least pee! A few minutes later they stopped and she was able to finish emptying her bladder and return to Harry, her eyes widening at the small wet patch on his sofa she hoped he hadn't noticed. She'd need to fix that before she left. She thought to herself as she sat back down and vowed to hex Severus Snape to next Sunday as the short fluttering vibrations started again and she fought hard not to squirm beside her best friend opting to down the remainder of her glass of wine to distract herself.

Harry refilled it with a raised eyebrow. 'Nervous about your date?' he sniggered.

'You could say that….' Hermione said through clenched teeth as Snape continued to mercilessly tease her, whilst knowing he'd ordered her not to come. She'd been a fool to think this would be easy….

Hermione was at breaking point when the movie ended and she had five minutes to get to Severus, or she'd be late and she would not doubt be punished. She nearly cried as Harry put the DVD back in its case and vanished the pizza boxes.

'This was fun, we should do it more often, maybe at yours next time? I'm sure Ophelia would like it as well.' Harry said and Hermione nodded, mentally wishing she could fall into the floo and be with Severus so she could at least come.

'I need to go now or I'll be late.' She whispered as he pulled her into a hug, pressing a kiss to her temple. Causing the weights to roll bringing her painfully close, she stepped back and threw some power into the floo, muttering the address under her breath, as she disappeared.

Severus looked at the clock as he beat Lucius. It was a few minutes to nine. He half hoped the chit would be late so he could cane her arse again. But the flames burned green and Severus pressed his hands to the arm of the chair to push himself to his feet and walked over to the mantel where he pressed his right palm on the mantel as she left the floo. He caught her by the waist and pulled her to him and he pushed his spelled finger to her hip. He watched with a devilish glee as her knees buckled, only his arm holding her up.

'Come.' He demanded, seductively in her ear and she let out the most erotic groan he had ever heard, as she shivered in his grasp. He pulled her flush against him as she rode out her long-awaited orgasm, he moved her wild curls out of the way and pressed his lips to her hammering pulse, and she slumped in his arms, twitching with pleasure.

'Oh my!' Narcissa gasped as she stood to get some water for the girl.

Severus moved to place the girl on the chaise as she collected herself again, and stood over her watching as her breathing evened out and she moved her arm to sit herself up.

'Oh good, I had worried you'd killed her with pleasure.' Lucius said drawly and Narcissa fought back a snort.

'Bastard.' Hermione muttered and Lucius raised an eyebrow unsure if the girl was talking to him or her dominant.

'Care to repeat that Miss Granger?' Snape smirked.

'Bastard.' She said again moving to sit up fully the time and moving her hair away from her face.

Snape Raised an eyebrow at her and waited for her to correct herself. She merely stared defiantly at him. 'is that any way to speak to me Miss Granger?' he said slowly, maybe he would get to cane her after all.

'You knew fine well what these things did, and you knew fine well I had no idea!' she spat, her annoyance clear as she stood so she was on her toes and nearly nose to nose with him.

'What did you expect, you violated the terms of our contract.' He said stonily.

'A little Fucking transparency, you over Grown Bat, so I asked to meet later, you could have said No you utter PRICK! Do you know how humiliating this evening was? I couldn't even take a ….' Hermione began to rant, but there was a flicker of rage in the older man's eye, as his hands moved at lightning speed, to remove his belt and before she knew it, she was across his lap her skirt at her waist.

'Oh.' Came a soft noise from Narcissa, the glass of water still clutched in her hands. Lucius merely watched with an air of disinterest. It would appear that the chit was to get her first taste of real punishment.

'You will remember who you are talking to Miss Granger, or you will regret it.' Severus warned slowly; his hand hot on her cool behind as she wriggled to get free of his grip, she was too angry to play at subservience right now.

'Get off me you fucking…. OW!' she finished with a sharp breath as his belt came down on her arse and her eyes went wide with shock on disbelief. He had not just belted her.

'Count.' He ordered as the next blow came down, harder this time than the last. And she felt tears spring to her eyes at the heat that radiated through her. There was no pleasure now, only the white-hot sting of the leather against her arse.

'One.' She stuttered; shock clear in her voice.

'Wrong.' He told her as he brought the belt down a third time, catching the edge of her pussy and making her screech.

'Three! Please stop!' she begged as the fourth stroke fell and she sobbed the number.

'Do you know why you are getting my belt Miss Granger?' he asked as he landed a fifth, white hot stroke. She was openly crying now, as she choked out the number and hiccupped on the word no, she was sure the only pain that had come close to this was the curtiartious.

'You think it's okay to speak to me with disrespect, after I agreed to your request, and you agreed that I would still have your submission.' He said as he landed the sixth blow and she tried to crawl off his lap but he held her fast as he landed the seventh and eighth, pausing as she failed to call out the number due to her sobs.

'I said, count, Miss Granger.' He warned as the ninth and tenth landed and she called the number out in a cracked voice.

'I do not apricate being called names or cursed at Witch, I was being nice by asking you to reconsider your tone, not only did you ignore me you continued your disrespect at the prospect of punishment.' He said landed the eleventh blow. He would have stopped at ten but she had failed twice to count, so he thought it only fair he add two to her tally. 'And lastly, when I give you an order. You obey it!' he growled as he landed the hardest final blow and she let out a long howling sob, that had Narcissa flinching beside her husband. The older witch was now on her knees at his side her head in his lap as she watched the girl take her punishment with little dignity or restraint. She was sobbing hard, and her arse was blooming a deep purple with the strength of Severus' blows, Narcissa couldn't help but flinch at the thick thwack as leather met skin. She felt for the girl. She was glad of Lucius' calming hand in her hair as she struggled not to crawl to Severus and offer to take the punishment herself. She worried he was going to push the girl away, in his anger.

'Twelve! No more please No more!' she begged as Severus dropped the belt and removed his arm from her back. She scrambled off his lap and backway away from him, fear in her eyes, she was trembling, and her breath came out in small hiccups. There were tear tracts down her face and snot dripping from her nose.

'It's over pet.' Severus said his voice suddenly calm and collected. As he stood to comfort his submissive after her punishment, but Hermione shook her head and buried her face in her hands, muttering something under her breath.

Narcissa looked at her husband who nodded. She got to her feet and slowly approached the girl who fell into her arms. It was then she could hear the girl's mutters. Her heart broke. She righted the girl's dress as Snape took a step forward. But Narcissa held up a hand. 'She's saying Red.' She informed the two men as she led the girl out of the drawing room. 'I'll set her up in the old Lady in waiting rooms, Lucius, I think it best I sleep in my own rooms this evening.' She said softly and her husband nodded in understanding.

'Granger?' a voice said from the hallway, as Draco caught sight of his old classmate. He saw his mother shake her head and nodded.

'Don't be too late, you and your father leave for Belgium tomorrow morning.' Narcissa reminded him and he nodded, before heading for the front door.

Lucius looked at his forlorn friend. 'You may have gone too far, too soon.' He advised.

'You think?' Snape snapped. He had forgotten that she had never truly been punished before, his quick temper had taken hold of him when she had begun swearing at him, calling him names, only to worsen when she ignored his warnings. He had let his emotions take hold of him. She had been a near perfect submissive since the night they had met, he had in the moment forgotten that this was her first foray into BDSM and that they had not discussed the nature of Pain for pleasure versus true punishment.

Narcissa soothed the girl as she led her into a small but comfortable room, off the main lady's chambers of the manor. 'it's okay it's over, let's get this dress off you yes?' she said slowly as Hermione obediently raised her arms and allowed the older woman to pull off her dress.

'Turn.' The blonde woman ordered gently, as she surveyed the mass of purple on the young Gryffindor's arse.

'Kadam' she called softly and the small elf appeared at her mistress's side. 'retrieve the healing salve from the master suite please, and some cameline tea, for Miss Granger, she's had a shock.' The elf disappeared with a loud crack and appeared seconds later as Narcissa was guiding Hermione to lie on the bed, on her stomach.

'This will take away the pain.' She explained as she soothed the slave into the girl's behind as her breathing began to regulate and calm. 'the bruising will remain unfortunately, Lucius likes to see his handiwork, but doesn't wish me to be in more pain than strictly necessary.'

Hermione sniffled, as Narcissa gestured for her to sit up and handed her the tea. 'Does Lucius do that to you?' Hermione asked staring into the murky liquid inside the china cup.

Narcissa opened her mouth to answer and looked at the girl with sad eyes. It wouldn't do to lie to the girl. 'Only twice, and both times I deserved it, I broke his rules, I needed the correction. But it is not something he does lightly. I assume you and Severus haven't spoken about Punishment verses Funishment?' she asked rubbing the girl's shoulder as she took a long drink of her tea.

'Funishment?' Hermione asked with a frown, she had never heard the term before. But then she supposed before a few weeks ago she'd never really delved too much into the world she had thought was her twin's rather than her own.

'a funishment, is pain that usually ends in pleasure for the one receiving it, punishment on the other hand….' Narcissa trailed off.

Hermione stared into her cup as she thought about the times, she thought Severus had been punishing her. the cane and the edging at the club, the making her wait naked whilst Lucius spoke with her, the blind fold challenge. All of these things she had thought were a form of torture, but there had been the undercurrent of pleasure involved. Even this even with the Ben Wa balls, there had been no doubt she had hated it but the pleasure had been overwhelming.

She shook her head, logically she knew what the older, more experienced witch was saying, but she had asked him to stop, she had begged and he carried on anyway.

'I am not saying what Severus did was correct, he handled the situation poorly, but so did you, you insulted him, you disrespected him, whilst you were supposed to be submitting to him, I'll conceded he reacted when he should have acted, but I can see where and why he went wrong.' The other witch cautioned.

'I asked, I begged him to stop!' Hermione insisted glaring at the other woman.

'He was in an act of dominance, the only way he would have stopped was if he heard your safe word.' She advised gently well aware that the girl had been in too much shock to remember her word until the deed was done. And that Narcissa knew was another of Severus's follies, he hadn't read the signs because of his anger.

'That wasn't me playing the unwilling submissive, that was me in pain, and pleading for him to stop, that was me trying to get away, that was me fearing serious injury! I'm sure he's smart enough to know the bloody difference!' Hermione snapped as she placed the cup on the bedside tabled and lay down on the bed, her eyes snapping closed.

Narcissa sighed, the girl was right, it had been a miscommunication of a colossal scale, and Narcissa wasn't sure if the damage could be undone. It was clear Hermione lacked the experience to understand her part in the debacle, though there was no doubt that Severus had fucked up, Narcissa could and would understand if the girl chose to walk away and peruse a different man.

She thought back to the first time Lucius had truly punished her. It had been after her first miscarriage, she had after a particularly vicious comment from her mother in law, attacked the woman, with a barrage of old Black Curses, two of which had they struck would have been lethal. Lucius, ever the family man had been furious with her. He had much like Severus belted her, within an inch of her life. She hadn't been able to sit for weeks afterword's. the worst part was the words he had spoken with utter certainty. That if she ever attacked his blood again, he would divorce her and he would find another wife and keep her as the whore she had acted as. They had been married less than two years.

The second time was when she had delivered their stillborn daughter and his father had commented that it was just as well as it had been a girl. She had in her anger removed her wedding ring and pressed it into his hand, telling him she would rather be his whore than face the risk of harming his kin again, reminding him of what he had said three years previously. He hadn't spoken to her for the three weeks she had recovered in St Mungo's and when she returned home, he had strapped her to the bed and flogged her until her skin burst. Asking her over and over if this was what she wanted. The last had been her wedding ring stuffed into her mouth before he gagged her and took her arse for the first time. He had left her like that for 24 hours and returned only to fuck her and ensure that she has well hydrated.

Both times she had been punished he had calmly explained what he was going to do and explained that even though she was being corrected, her safe word would always bring things to a complete stop. Something Severus had failed to inform Hermione off.

Narcissa sighed as she closed the door and returned to the drawing room where the two men were having some sort of silent conversation.

'She's asleep.' Narcissa informed them. As she stepped up to the ex-teacher. Her hand shot out and connected with his cheek. 'You and your temper will forever be the source of your unhappiness; I hope you know that.'

'I don't need you two knuts Witch!' Severus snapped grabbing her wrist.

'I. Do. Not. Consent.' Narcissa said stonily and Severus dropped her wrist as if it burned. 'Ah good you do remember' she sneered every bit the Slytherin queen she had been in her heyday. She glared down at the man and turned on her heal. Stalking out of the room with every bit of grace that the lady of the manor should have.

'I do believe you've upset my wife.' Lucius said as he too stood to retire for the night. 'You have some smooth talking to do in the morn Snape.'

Severus merely growled and threw his crystal glass into the flames watching it explode, much like his contract with Hermione Granger.