Chapter 10
Hermione sighed as she stretched and looked over her shoulder for her dominant. He was sitting beside her reading a book and looking rather sexy with his hair tucked behind his ears, the contrast of his white shirt sleeves and black waistcoat making her shiver with desire. She could not believe that this man had agreed to go on a date with her.
'You're awake.' He said without looking up from the page in front of him, as he blindly reached for the page marker and placed it between the pages, closing the leather-bound volume with a snap. 'We will be attending Violate this evening. Come along.' He said lightly as he stood from the bed and made his way to the door.
Hermione scrambled to her feet and struggled to find her underwear, blouse and trousers she picked them up, only to watch her Dominant pause at the door and Peirce her with a look. 'Did I say you could dress, Lioness?' he asked, his tone hard, but the nickname gave her a sense of the amusement in his tone.
'No, sir.' She answered as she clutched the clothing to her chest, in a vain attempt to shield herself from him.
'Then, drop the clothes and come with me.' He said as he turned to open the door again.
'Where are we going?' she asked as she slowly released the clothes and let them fall to the floor. He watched as his hand paused on the door knob.
'To get you something to wear this evening, Lucius and Narcissa will be helping me to choose something for you.' He answered and Hermione blushed. He wanted her to walk through the manor naked.
'Sir, can I not wear a robe at least.' She asked weakly knowing full well what his answer would be.
Snape closed his eyes and fought back a groan at her innocence. She would suck his cock at the club in full view of an audience but ask her to walk down the hall buck naked and she had a problem. 'No, you expressed an interest in multiple partners, the first step is to allow others to see you naked.' He said slowly as he opened the door. 'Now come along, or I may just let Lucius deal out your punishment, since its them you're keeping waiting.'
Hermione sighed and nodded as Severus stepped through the door, she flowed a few steps behind him and resisted the urge to cover herself with her arms as he knocked on a door down the hall. Smirking at an equally naked Narcissa as she answered the door. Hermione's eyes widened slightly as she noticed that the other witch was also naked and somehow felt a little better about her own nakedness.
'Come in, Sir.' Narcissa said formally and Severus stepped into the room to find Lucius Dressed in a grey version of his own attire. His long blond hair tied back in a long plat and a sliver tie at his neck where Severus opted to leave the tie off.
'Kneel Before Lucius, pet.' Severus instructed and Hermione stiffened, watching as Narcissa, who had clearly already been given orders prior to their arrival, knelt eagerly and elegantly in front of Severus. She took a steadying breath and dropped to her knees in front of the blonde man, automatically opting the nandu pose, as she waited for her next order.
'Lucius will dress you this evening, until I say otherwise, you are to follow every instruction he gives you, I will know if you do not obey little lioness, so do try to keep those claws in check.' Severus smirked and she blushed prettily. 'Crawl.' He added to Narcissa, looking at her with a touch of annoyance, which caused the other witch to flinch slightly. As she obeyed and followed him into the next room.
Hermione kept her eyes glued to the floor watching the man's brogues pace back and forth before her. 'My wife was rather scathing to your Dominant, after last week's debacle.' Lucius said slowly. 'I suspect Severus will be doing more than dressing my wife this evening, dose this bother you?' He asked stopping in front of the girl and pushing his shoe between her legs to toe at her crotch. There were a few beats where Hermione wasn't sure if she was supposed to answer and her heart hammered in her chest as his shoe pushed into her groin. 'Answer me.'
'Not overly so, Sir.' She answered honestly. She had felt a pang of jealously at the mention of Severus punishing Narcissa, but after a moment of thinking, found it didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. What bothered her more was that she wouldn't get to see it.
Lucius pulled his foot from her crotch and smirked at the wetness that shone there. 'Stand, I want to see what I'm working with.' He said as she got to her feet. He circled her and Hermione felt like a cow at market. He stood behind her and looked at her healing arse. He gave it a quick but light slap and she yelped not expecting the contact. 'The bruising doesn't hurt?' he asked and she shook her head, his hand was at her neck before she could blink. 'Miss Granger, since we are most likely going to be getting further acquainted in the near future you should know, that when I ask a question I expect a verbal answer.' He said in her ear and she shivered, images flashing before her eyes of what is would be like if he used that infamous snake head cane on her.
'No, Sir, my arse doesn't hurt, Sir. Narcissa gave me a salve, Sir,' she said in a breathy whisper as he tightened his hand momentarily and released her.
Lucius stepped back from her, she was scared of him, but also turned on by the prospect of him. Perhaps his old friend was right and there would be multiple partner play in the future. He hoped so; the girl had a deliciously round arse that he wished to watch bloom with colour.
He turned to the closet and perused Narcissa's collection of stockings, picking out a pair of fishnet ones. 'On the chaise.' He ordered and Hermione sat prettily on the edge of it, hunching over slightly to hid her chest. Her eyes going wide and he knelt at her feet and pulled the left one into his hand. 'Sit up straight, Miss Granger, a woman should never be ashamed of her body.' He said gently as he rolled a stocking up her leg and repeated the process with the right. The act was slow and sensual and Hermione could feel herself getting wet. She was confused, she was attracted to Severus, to how he made her feel, she wanted to be with Severus, why was Lucius making her feel the same way?
Lucius moved to pluck a pair of Dimond strapped black heals from the wardrobe and almost lovingly strapped them to her feet. She tried not the squirm as the brush of his fingers on her ankles made her insides clench. He produced a pair of black lace kickers from his pocket and pulled them up to her knees. Running his hand up her stocking cover thighs and watching her shiver.
'I can almost hear your brain ticking over Miss Granger. Stand.' He said as he stood before her offering her his hand and she stood and he pulled up the knickers ensuring they were sitting just right.
Hermione watched as he moved back to the wardrobe and pulled out a black lace bra and a long flowing high low skirt, made of lace. 'Speak, I can tell you want too.' He said as he gestured for her to step into the skirt and then to turn around so he could fasten the bra.
'Why do I feel, turned on by you? I want to be with Severus.' She said softly as he spun her back around and began to fasten and attach a harness to her body with a thick band round her neck and then other straps criss-crossing around her breasts and ribs.
Lucius Chuckled. 'You're not turned on by me, Miss Granger, your turned on by your submission. You know that by submitting to me, you are making Severus happy, you are pleasing him, not only that but by doing as Severus askes you are also pleasing me.' He explained as he finished buckling the harness and studied her.
'Your hair should be up.' He said as he picked up his wand. 'Do you mind?' he asked politely and she shook her head, muttering quite no, as he spelled her curls in to an intricate design on top of her head, with little diamonds twinkling in the odd place here and there.
He held out two small diamond studs for her to put in and waved his wand again to give her shimmering silver make up and bright red lips. He looked at her with a thoughtful expression. 'There's something missing.' he murmured to himself as he watched Hermione lift the skirt to pull up the stocking on her left leg which was sliding down.
'Ah yes.' He said with a smirk. 'Hands against the wall, put your arse out.' He said as she walked over to the blank wall to obey. He returned to his wife's underwear draw and produced a black vintage looking garter belt, he walked over to the young witch and flipped up the long back of her skirt, reaching round to clip it round her round, he ran his hand along her arse cheek as he clipped the suspender to the top of the stocking and then quickly spun her round. He was impressed that she lifted the skirt at the front without being asked so that he could do the front clips.
Hermione watched as the blonde stepped back and nodded to himself. 'Would you care to look?' he asked pointing to the mirror that stood in the corner of the room. Hermione nodded and she walked up to it and gasped. She looked stunning and dangerous and alluring. She wasn't sure she had ever looked this good. She looked every bit the Submissive, but there was an air of authority about her as well that couldn't be denied.
'Thank you, Sir.' She said softly fingering the top of the harness which almost looked like a collar. She felt a tingle at the thought but shook the thought away. It was too soon for things like that. The spell of her reflection was broken as there was a sharp cry from the room next door and both witch and wizard turned to the door.
Hermione felt a shock of jealously run through her and she frowned at the door an action Lucius caught as he turned back to her.
'Would you Like to watch Miss Granger.' He asked walking up to her as she turned to him once more. She made to nod her head but recalled his earlier warning. 'Yes please, Sir.' She said though she kept her eyes downcast.
'Very well. You will kneel between my legs and you will not make a sound. Understood?' he asked as he hooked his snake head cane through the hoop at the neck of her harness a pulled her into the adjoining room.
He silently turned the chair of the dressing table so he could sit on it and opened his legs wide enough for Hermione to kneel before him, facing the other couple in the room. He released her from his cane as he sat. She lifted the back of the skirt to her waist so that she wouldn't tare the lace with her heals as she kneeled. Once she was settled Lucius placed his cane across her neck his hands clutching either end. There was no pressure there but the meaning was clear she wasn't to move and he would stop her if she did.
Hermione eyed her Dominant as she watched him work on the older witch. Who was leaning, arse in the air across the bed as Severus worked on her arse with a cat-o-nine-tails. The deep red almost purple stripes indicating the strength of his lashes.
Hermione watched mesmerised as Narcissa squealed her pain when another strike landed but Hermione's eyes were glued to Severus, she could see the ripple in his arm muscles as the blow landed, the power in his stance and the snap of his hip as he twisted for the next swing. She licked her lips at the sight of him. Was this what he looked like when he was dominating her? was this the sight everyone else saw? She was glad now she could get to see this, it made her realise how truly sexy her dominant was and how much she wanted this to be more than just dominance and submission, or fucking, she wanted all of this man.
Severus drew back for another strike before he dropped the flogger to the floor and dragged Narcissa to a standing position by her hair. 'What do we say?' Severus Sneered.
'Sorry Sir, it won't happen again Sir.' The blonde said her eyes down cast.
'You and I both know that's a lie Flower.' Lucius said as he let the cane drop from Hermione's neck. Snape Released Narcissa and the blonde came to stand before Lucius and inadvertently Hermione.
Hermione noticed that the witch was dressed in Slytherin green and sliver lace teddy, that had laced covering her breast and her stomach in an x shape in green lace, with slimmer strands of sliver lace crossing over in hips, the tops of her bust and over her shoulders and around her waist, there was a piece of green lace covering the woman triangle of crotch hair, but barely. The woman's legs were stocking free and her heals were a striking black against the green and sliver.
'Draco is attending tonight.' Lucius said though there was no emotion to his tone.
'There's a dress, how depraved to you think I am old friend?' Severus snipped and Lucius raised a brow, both men knew better than to answer that question.
'Miss Granger, would you care to tell me how wet my wife is?' he asked and before she could even think on his request Hermione found herself lifting a finger to run it over the woman's slit, slightly shocked to find that her lace teddy was crotchless.
Hermione pulled her finger away and held it so that the man could see his wife's desire shinning on the tip.
Lucius smirked at the older witch. 'Such a horny little slut you are wife.' Hermione watched as Narcissa closed her eyes but shivered in desire. 'Lick it, Miss Granger.' Lucius ordered and there was a brief pause before Hermione swallowed her pride and leaned forward to lick the other woman's crotch.
'He meant your Finger Lioness.' Severus said and Hermione's face flamed red her eyes snapping wide open as she quickly put her wet finger in her mouth, her eyes never leaving Severus' amused one's.
'I wouldn't have objected.' Narcissa pouted. And Hermione's blush deepened.
'Not tonight pet.' Lucius chuckled and Lucius made to get up only to realise that the young witch was still between his legs.
Severus smiled proudly at his submissive as despite her humiliation she had yet to move from her spot or do anything that hadn't been asked of her.
'You've yet to ask her to move Luc.' Severus said softly. 'And I've yet to tell her that her submission to you is over.'
Lucius' flicked his eyes to the girl and had to admit she was a natural to the point of annoyance. 'You may get up and return to your dominant Miss Granger.' Lucius said as Hermione stood and walked over to Severus.
Lucius stood and held his hand out for his wife. Severus threw a silver dress to the blonde witch which she caught deftly and the older couple left the room.
'You did well pet.' Severus said cupping her cheek in his hand. 'Though I think you are a bit too eager to lick another witch's quim.' He smirked and her blush flamed again.
'No Sir, I just misunderstood.' She mumbled as she tried to hid her face in his hand.
'Sure.' Severus Chuckled and took a step back to look at her. 'Lucius has done well, a little more fan fair than I would have liked but you look stunning none the less.'
'Thank you, Sir.' Hermione said pressing her cheek into his hand once again. She loved the feeling of it there, it felt Somehow protective and loving rather than condescending, which is what she thought she'd have felt with the action. 'Let's go, wouldn't do to keep the Malfoy's waiting.'
'Heaven forbids.' Hermine muttered a cheeky twitch to her lips as he lightly swatted her behind as she sashayed out the door.
Hermione looked at the violet neon sign to Violate and gulped. This was the first time she had entered the club with Severus and she recalled the reactions of the staff the night that had started all this. Would she now be classed as one of the revered ones? What nickname would the staff give her?
'Come Little Lioness, where's all that courage gone?' Severus whispered silkily in her ear and she cursed herself for being that transparent. She steeled her shoulders and took a step forward.
'Ah.' The potions master said grabbing her wrist 'behind me pet, wouldn't do for a sub to walk Infront of her Dom now would it?
She closed her eyes feeling at odds with herself. She had spent years coming to the club, living above it and walking about without a care in the world, now she had orders and expectations to obey and she found herself faltering at the first hurdle. Severus had accused her of being a natural submissive yet two seconds out of the door and she was charging ahead without a thought for him.
'And this is why you are training, I expect mistakes' Severus said, passing her, she frowned at the back of his head, how did he do that? Read her so easily when he was a closed and coded book.
Narcissa squeezed her hand. 'Don't think so much dear, just let go and have fun.' She advised as she followed her own Dom through the door and Hermione scurried after her own.
Hermione resisted the urge to burry herself in her dominant's side as the activity at the bar stopped for a full minute when they entered and Jules beamed at her from behind the beer pump.
'Mistress O.' Lucius said silkily as he lifted Lia's hand on her approach and kissed the back of it gently. This evening Lia was Dressed in her signature colour, a violet rubber mini-dress corseted with black ropes right up the back. Black high heels with purple roses down the heals and on her head a lovely lilac curled wig, her make up done in deep Smokey blacks and greys to contrast the purple. Hermione eyed Draco who was standing behind and to the left of her twin. The boy was dressed in tight, black skinny jeans, and a band of purple rope around his neck, closed with a small heart shaped padlock. There were no shoes on his feet, nor was there a shirt on his chest. Hermione could see why the girls at Hogwarts had fawned over him. Years of quidditch had kept him well toned.
'Master M. Master S. A pleasure as always.' Lia said with a smile. 'Get me a drink.' She said flicking her hand to Draco who took a look at the bar and winced.
Hermione followed his gaze and saw Naill glaring from across the room. She glanced to Severus. 'Would you like a drink Sir?' she asked softly her eyes downcast as she waited for his response.
'Whiskey please pet,' He said not breaking eye contact from her sister. Hermione shoved the indignation down and gestured for Draco to follow her.
'I don't need saving from a muggle, Granger.' Draco muttered angrily.
'I'm sure you don't, but my Dominant needs a drink, and Lia didn't tell you what she wanted.' Hermione pointed out as the reached the bar and waited for one of the staff to be free. Naill who unfortunately was the first to be free. Glared at Draco muttered 'Fuck this shit.' And stormed off.
Naill!' Jules called glancing at the patron waiting to be served. 'Christ…. Kitty!' she called waving down another girl who was serving shots on the floor, who came to serve them.
'Fine what does she drink?' Draco said with his arms crossed.
'The newbie doesn't know the mistress' drink? No wonder Naill stormed off.' Kitty chuckled as she pulled a bottle of violet gin from behind her a mixed the gin and lemonade for the blonde.
'I'll take a whiskey, top shelf.' Hermione said pointing to the most expensive whisky violate stocked. Kitty nodded and stood on a step to reach it.
Hermione suddenly thought about Lucius, Severus hadn't actually said she was to stop submitting to him. She bit her lip as her eyes landed on the bottle of brandy. 'And a brandy please.' She said quickly before she could second guess herself and end up insulting someone. 'Put them on the Malfoy tab.' Draco said in a tone that suggested he was well used to saying it.
'Daddy paying for Lia's drinks, Malfoy? She won't like that.' Hermione smirked as she accepted the drinks from kitty.
'Tell me Granger, who do you think old Snape will have you fuck first, Mother or father?' he sneered and Hermione turned a deep red, so much so Draco wondered how far under the collar it disappeared.
'You know ferret, you can still be a prick when you want to be don't you?'
'It's a valid question, we both know my godfather and my parents have played together frequently over the years, it only makes sense for Snape to bring his sub into it.'
Hermione blanched knowing that the blonde wasn't lying. She had said she was open to the possibly of multiple partners but would Severus push her if she decided it wasn't for her? Would he still want to continue whatever this was? Would he still want to take her on a date?
'Malfoy, I don't particularly want to discuss your parents sex life with you.' She snipped and Draco laughed.
'Good cause neither do I, but it is still fun to watch you squirm.' He chuckled as kitty handed him Lia's drink.
'Urgh, I'll set Lia on you.' She threatened but knew he's only end up liking it.
'Your pouting, pet.' Severus said as the former schoolyard enemies returned to their Dominants. And she handed him his drink.
'I'm fine.' She said. Adding the 'Sir.' As an afterthought. She turned to Lucius and presented him with the brandy.
He raised an eyebrow at her. 'I don't believe I asked you to get me a drink Miss Granger.'
Hermione opened her mouth and closed it again before she swallowed. Had she got it wrong? Had she upset him? 'I didn't think it was right to get Master S a drink and not you one Sir. You can refuse, if you'd like' She said, he eyes downcast and the glass in her hand trembling slightly.
'I appreciate your thoughtfulness, Miss Granger.' Lucius said accepting the drink and flashing Severus a small smirk.
'Mistress.' Draco said handing Lia her own drink.
'What did you say to her?' Lia asked her eyes narrowed; Draco's mouth dropped open slightly for a brief second before he composed himself.
'Nothing, I asked her a question that she didn't like.' He said trying to look like his usual arrogant self.
'Which was?' Lia asked her own eyebrow raised as the hand not holding her drink came to finger Draco's new collar.
'I'd rather not say Mistress.' Draco said all his bravado gone as his cheeks stained a pale pink.
'Hmm more of an excuse to punish you I suppose.' She said as her hand clutched round the collar and she tugged him to his knees. Hermione watched as Draco fought for a minute to regain control but Lia was either stronger or far too experienced with this game to let him win. 'stay.' She crooned in that Mother knows best tone, and Hermione watch Draco slump into Submission. 'apologise, and maybe I'll let you use your feet at some point this evening.' Lia said.
Hermione watched Draco fight with himself, his eyes clenched closed as Lia fingers threaded through his hair and tugged. 'I'm sorry, for teasing you Granger.'
Lia let him go and smiled at him as she pressed her palm to his cheek. 'Good boy,' she said. 'I hope you four have an enjoyable evening' she said to the four of them before turning back to Draco and unwrapping a thin purple lead from her waist that Hermione hadn't noticed before now. she retched to clip it to the rope around Draco's neck. 'Crawl, I have a demo to introduce.' She said to him and tugged lightly on the rope as she walked off.
Hermione looked at Narcissa who looked like she was ready to tare Ophelia to sherds for treating her son that way. 'You will control yourself flower, Draco is a big boy and can say no if he needs to.' Lucius warned. Narcissa harrumphed and refused to look at her husband. Lucius rolled his eyes at Severus and Hermione and grabbed his wife by the throat, catching her by surprise.
She made a noise of protest. And Lucius sneered at her, reminding Hermione of the man she'd met at Flourish and Blotts, and the quidditch world cup all those years ago. 'Remember where you are witch, remember where you stand, or would you like to be on your hands and knees this evening as well?' he said in a tone that was close to a growl.
Hermione watched Narcissa melt from Mother to Submissive in an instant and without any further instruction fell to her knees at Lucius' feet, her head bowed.
Hermione Marvelled at the abrupt change in the older woman's demeanour.
'Come along pet, let them have their spat.' Severus whispered in her ear and led her to the demo stage.
They entered the demo stage and Severus went to the stacks of chairs and pulled on to an empty spot, placing himself in it, as Ophelia stepped onto the stage. 'Sit.' he said and Hermione lifted her skirt to kneel at his feet. But before she could he gripped her wrist and pulled her onto his lap, using is hands to spread her legs wide. She instinctively fought to close them but his hands tightened on her thighs as his hot breath tickled her neck.
'Stay Pet, I want you to watch this and I want to feel how wet it makes you.' He crooned in her ear as his left hand snaked round her waist and dipped into her knickers.
Hermione felt her face flame and tried to move his hand but he used his right to grip the o ring at her neck and tug it slightly to the left forcing her to move her head or be chocked. 'Play nice.' He chuckled as Ophelia took to the stage. Hermione fought back a whimper as his finger traced the line of her pussy and she knew she was already wet and wanting.
'Tonight, Ladies and Gentlemen Master Tallot will demonstrate wax play to you all, I do hope it doesn't get too hot to handle.' She said with a smirk and the crowd chuckled as Severus dipped his finger into her entrance and she clawed at his hips to stop herself from bucking off his lap.
Hermione tried to control her breathing as she watched Ophelia leave the stage and return to Draco who had been kneeling obediently at the foot of the stage stairs, she tried to concentrate on the pretty young women Master Tallot was strapping to a St Andrews Cross and a spanking pummel respectably. But she couldn't think of anything other than Severus' Lone digit dipping in and out of her hot channel.
'Please.' She murmured, as Tallot dripped wax in intricate designs on the girl's breasts and arse, she could hear their soft moans every time the hot wax landed on their skin and it was driving her own desire just as much as Severus' hand was.
'Please what Little Lioness.' He crooned in her ear and she was transported back to her potion's classes year spent listening to that sinful voice and dreaming of him whispering naughty things like this at night.
'Sweet Morgana.' She muttered as her hands left his hip and reached back to grab at his hair.
'Open your eyes pet, I told you to watch.' He murmured as his free hand forced her hands back down.
She almost sobbed as his hand then went into the right cup of her bra and pinched her nipple. Tallot finished his designs and on the girl attached to the cross he'd spelled, mine and on the arse of the other he's spelt Slut, in a rainbow of coloured wax. It was a pretty if lude picture and Hermione felt her walls clench at the thought of Severus doing something like that to her.
She could tell Tallot was saying something to the crowd but couldn't make out the words round the pounding of blood in her ears. She bit her lip to stifle a cry ad Severus brushed his thumb across her nub and he had to remove his right hand from her bra to keep her still on his lap.
'Please Sir, I need to come Sir.' she begged her head dropping as he played her body like Kurt Cobain played his guitar.
She watched as Tallot took a flogger to each girl and watched the pretty pearls of wax fly off the bodies of the girl. The flogging wasn't hard and the girls barely made a noise other than the odd giggle but watching the strings of the flogger and the beads of wax was somehow mesmerising as she found herself suddenly able to cope with Severus's ministrations, as her body relaxed slightly, her orgasm not so imminent now, as he pulled his hand out of her knickers, just as Tallot was finishing up.
'Clean them.' He muttered into her ear as he nipped at her ear lobe, she obediently opened her mouth and sucked his fingers clean of her juices. The taste of her arousal was musky yet sweet and the sudden realisation that he had worked her into a frenzy only to leave her wanting made her sob round his fingers.
'Problem Pet?' he said with a smirk as he pulled at her O-ring letting her know he wanted her to stand.
She stood and watched him stand, discreetly adjusting himself in his trousers as he stood. Hermione felt wave of shame crash over her. she hadn't even realised he was hard and wanting as much as she had been. She understood why he'd denied her a release, why should she get one when he couldn't.
'Enjoy the show?' Lucius asked as they approached and Smirked at Severus.
Hermione looked at Narcissa, who's hair was ruffled and her neck was covered in red blotches that looked to be the beginnings of Hickes. The thought that Lucius Malfoy would stoop so low as to do that surprised the young muggle born.
'It was enlightening.' Severus responded and Hermione blushed.
'Cissy and I are going to go to a private room this evening, to give Draco some space, would you care to join us?' Lucius asked his eyes landing on Hermione.
Severus looked at his Submissive and could see the tension in her shoulders. No, he had pushed her far enough this evening. 'Not tonight old friend, I think she had obeyed you enough for one evening.' He said and watched with an amused twinkle in his eye as her shoulders relaxed. She was easy to read sometimes.
'Very well enjoy.' Lucius said with a bow of his head as he offered his wife his hand and led her away.
'What would you like to do Lioness?' Severus said as he pulled her too him by the 0-ring about her neck.
'Could you spank me?'
Severus paused for a second. Had she not had enough of that with her 'punishment.' This afternoon? He recalled the healing purple mass of her backside and shook his head. 'No pet, you might not feel pain from your bruises but the muggles will think you do, and I wouldn't want them to think I was misusing you.' He said gently, as she pouted.
'We could go to a private room.' She said hopefully.
He stepped closer to her his hand circling her neck. 'If that's what you want, we can go and join the Malfoy's.' he crooned his breath tickling her ear as she shook her head.
'No, Sir.' She said he could feel her trembling at the prospect.
'Then we will not be going to a private room, I brought you here tonight to show you off.' He said as he hooked his fingers in the collar of her harness and tugged her towards the public play area.
'Yes Sir.' Hermione said a thrill going through her at the thought that he wanted to show her off. Her eyes landed on Draco in the centre of the room, strapped to a bench that left his groin exposed to anyone who happened to be kneeling on the floor. Hermione's eyes went wide for a second before she noticed the way his nails were digging into the leather of the bench, as Ophelia said something above him. 'I would like to watch Draco, sir.' She said suddenly, catching an evil glint in her twin's eye.
'As you wish.' Severus said leading her to the bench where Ophelia and Draco were playing. Hermione watched for a moment as Ophelia softly teased Draco his face bright with embracement. Hermione wondered why he was subjecting himself to this when he clearly didn't like it, she wondered just how attracted to her sister he was.
Hermione watched as Ophelia drew out a pair of floggers and began to warm Draco's arse, he seemed to tense for the first couple of blows and them melted into the sensation. A few minutes later she felt Severus at her back. Pushing her forward as he lifted the rope cordoning off Ophelia's area. 'Kneel.' Severus said as he pushed her shoulder lightly and Hermione found herself kneeling in front of Draco's face, which was scrunching up as Ophelia's increased the tempo.
Ophelia Landed a particularly hard strike and Draco jumped, Hermione instinctively reached out for his hand, which he squeezed without opening his eyes. Ophelia landed a few more stinging strikes and Draco cursed his house master in several quick breaths.
'Tisk Tisk, such a baby, I have here.' Ophelia teased as she landed another strike with each flogger.
Hermione gripped the blonde other hand and he opened his eyes, which widened slightly at the sight of her. she smiled at him lightly and he seemed to take courage from it.
'Dose my new toy need an emotional support sub to play with me?' Ophelia chuckled and Hermione's eyes hardened. She felt someone behind her and herd Severus' voice in her ear.
'Your making the boy look bad pet. You didn't need to hold his hand when I caned you.' He sneered and Hermione caught sight of Draco's hardening cock, dripping with precum and realised he was actually enjoying the humiliation more than the pain.
'He's always been a bit of a pussy Sir, I managed to right hook him at 13' she said with a wicked smirk and she watched the boy's eyes flutter closed. 'I mean how bad, the Malfoy heir bested by a silly little mudblood.' She whispered and Draco let out a groan.
'Keep going Pet.' Severus muttered and left her too it as he stood behind Ophelia.
'Such a pretty colour your pale arse has become, Chick.' Ophelia said as she racked her nails down his back.
'The great Draco Malfoy being turned on by a Muggle.' Hermione muttered as she released one of her hands from his. 'Open your eyes.' She asked. And when he did, she reached down and scooped up a drop of his pre cum off the floor. She watched as his breathing quickened. 'It's only fair right?' she smirked as she licked her finger clean and watched him shudder.
'I wonder.' Ophelia said in his ear. 'Could you handle the bull?' she whispered almost lovingly and Hermione knew this was Draco's test, the bull whip was Ophelia's favourite toy and if the Slytherin couldn't handle that then there would be no more play for the pair.
'Sweet merlin.' Draco Muttered.
'it's not that bad.' Hermione muttered as an encouragement.
'Snape done it to you has he?' Draco hissed lowly.
'No, but he has used his belt, I can't imagine it would be worse. You could always safe word, and she'll stop.'
'The hell I will.' Draco said his eyes turning to steel. Hermione felt a smile tugging at her lips. Was it, Draco's will to prove himself or was it his desire for her sister driving him?
'What colour are we?' Ophelia asked as she unwrapped her bullwhip from her wrist.
'Green, Mistress.' Draco responded though Hermione could tell her was anything but, if the trembling in his shoulder blades was anything to go by.
'Step away, Lioness.' Severus said sharply and Hermione let go of Draco's hand to go and stand by her Dominant.
'Think he'll manage it?' Ophelia asked lowly as she approached.
Hermione's eyes flicked to the boy and them back to her sister. 'If you build it up, maybe, he'll take it either way, though.' Hermione said with certainty.
Ophelia, gave her an odd look and returned her attention to the task at hand. 'I'll give you ten, increasing in strength, if you don't safe word, then we can see about another play session.' She said stiffly. As she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Hermione watched the pair as Ophelia raised her arm for the first blow. Draco tense and waiting, letting out a sharp cry as it landed across his back. Hermione watched the next four blows land, causing sharp red lines across the blonde back, with each strike Draco's flinches had become less and his cries quieter.
Hermione almost wondered if he was enjoying it, or had he passed out from the sting of the lashes. She really hoped he was alright. She glanced to her sister and saw a small bead of sweat on her brow as she landed the sixth blow and Hermione saw her sister smile slightly, and watched as Draco arched into the next blow and by the next, Draco was actually moaning in what appeared to be pleasure. Hermione watched wide eyed and Ophelia smirked in triumph and landed the last two, hard blows swiftly, as Draco's back arched and he came onto the floor below him.
Hermione found herself unable to watch and buried her head into Severus' side. 'Do you want to go Pet?' Severus murmured in her ear and she nodded her head, she had had enough for one night and watching Draco, come undone for her sister the way she did for Severus was too much, she need Severus, and she needed him now.