Chapter 13

Lucius was sitting in the drawing room looking over some papers whilst his wife played him a tune on the piano when Severus came striding through the door, the young Miss Granger dragged lightly behind him wearing nothing but a collar.

He looked back up at the witch and blinked. Collar. That was new.

'Severus.' He said as his wife's hands stilled on the piano as she took in the sight. 'Keep playing' He instructed her and music filled the room once more.

'Would you still be up for some multiple partner play my friend? I find my little witch is in need of some training today.' He said moving the witch in question to the front of him and pushing her down onto her knees.

'Si….' She tried. Clearly Snape had taken her by surprise and Lucius knew well enough that this was to test the girl's endurance for submitting as well as to train her.

'Nadu' was all Severus said and her lips clicked closed as she assumed the position. Lucius Looked at the pair and gestured for his wife.

Narcissa stopped her playing and rose to stand at his side. 'Strip Flower, it wouldn't do for you to be more dressed that Miss Granger.' He said as Narcissa neatly removed her clothes.

Hermione tried to sneak a look at the other woman, but Severus wordlessly pushed her head down, as the older witch finished undressing and dropped into the Nadu position at her dominant's command. Hermione flinched as Severus let go of her hair and came to stand next to his friend as they both stared at their witches.

'Have you eaten?' Lucius asked, lightly, looking at the witches before him.

'No not yet.' Severus answered.

'Fancy some breakfast?' the blonde asked as he snapped his fingers and an elf appeared before him.

'I wouldn't mind no.' Severus answered as Lucius whispered to the elf what he wanted and seconds later a large black cage appeared behind the women.

Lucius stood. 'Hair.' He said to Narcissa and she lifted her head slightly into his waiting palm, he removed the pins holding it in place and gripped it in his palm. 'Crawl.' Narcissa wordlessly did as asked and crawled into the cage without a word or protest.

Severus knelt before Hermione. 'When I say hair, you are to present your hair into my awaiting hand, I don't suppose I need to explain 'Crawl' to you do I?' Hermione shook her head and Severus gripped her chin. 'For today all your answers are to be verbal, understood?'

'Yes Sir.' She said gently. Severus took a breath and flicked his eyes to his old friend who was no doubt warning his own sub of her orders for today. 'Today I would like you to call me Master and Lucius sir.' He whispered in her ears and smiled at her shiver, 'Let me hear you say it.'

'Yes Master.' Hermione responded and he pressed a kiss to her temple.

'Good Girl.' He murmured. 'Hair.' He said as he stood and She pushed her head of curls into his waiting palm and moved when he ordered her to crawl. He stopped at the cage and she hesitated slightly. Scrunching her face up as he tugged at her hair lightly. To move her forward. Narcissa seemed to be perfectly comfortable in the cage, but Hermione noted there would be limited room with the two of them.

'Colour.' Severus commanded.

Hermione thought about it and looked at Narcissa waiting patiently. It would be cruel to make the woman wait because she was being silly.

'Green, Master.' She answered and she crawled into the cage beside the other witch. Hermione tried to ignore the other woman's gasp at the title. She knew it was only for today so that neither man got confused about who she was talking to. She didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Lucius closed the cage as soon as Hermione had safely cleared the door and closed it with a flick of his wand, a small padlock appearing. 'Shall we old friend?' Lucius said motioning for the younger man to lead the way into the dining room.

'Aren't we giving them orders?' Severus said with a raised eyebrow to the blonde.

The other man shrugged. 'I'd like to see what they get up too.' He smirked and Severus shook his head wondering just what the older wizard had said to his wife whilst he had been instructing the young Gryffindor.

Hermione watched the pair leave with her mouth open and flinched as Narcissa made herself comfortable in the cage, there was enough room for them each to sit cross legged and for them to lie on their sides in the foetal position. 'They will come back right?' Hermione asked a slight panic to her tone.

Narcissa snorted. 'Of course, they will, if we're lucky they might bring food. In fact, they only put the padlock on because you're here.' She said moving to lie herself into a curled-up ball, using her hand as a pillow, she knew from experience the less noise she made the quicker Lucius came back.

'Why?' Hermione said sharply.

'Because they know I'll stay, you on the other hand might try to cheat.' She said lewdly running her hand across hr own breast. There was something oddly freeing about being naked she wished she could do it more often.

'Cheat? They've put us in a cage!' Hermione said wondering why this wasn't more upsetting to the woman. 'With a lock on it!'

'Yes, cheat, like if they'd left the lock off are you saying you wouldn't get out and wait until you herd them coming back to get in?' the older woman asked and Hermione paused in thoughts.

'Well…'

'I've tried that dear, it's only ends in a caning, and when Lucius uses the cane it's usually not pleasant.' She advised, her hand now freely palming her breast, and Hermione growled.

'So, we just sit here until they come back? Like dogs?' Hermione snipped.

'They never said that exactly.' Narcissa said as she pinched her own nipple and closed her eyes at the pleasure. She had been wanting to play with the young girl since that night she had shown her, her pricings, now the men had put them in a cage together and she could think of little else than tasting the Gryffindor's lips. 'We could amuse ourselves.' She said with a wicked grin as she moved forward and pressed her lips to the younger girls.

Hermione's eyes went wide at the contact, the woman' lips weren't like Severus' his were hard and thin lines. Narcissa' were soft and supple like her own. Hermione barely noticed when her hand came to stroke the other woman's hair and her tongue came out begging for entrance.

Narcissa groaned in response and opened willingly as the hand that tangled in the long blonde hair came down to cup at her left breast. Narcissa lifted her hand to returned the favour and a small mewl escaped her.

'Lie on your back.' Narcissa said as she crawled on top of the girl, pulling her in for another kiss. It had been a long time since she'd been with another witch. He bent lower to nip at the girl's collar bone and smirked as the young witch pushed up against her, small hand gripping her buttocks. 'I'd like to taste you.' She whispered against the curly haired girls' lips and Hermione let out another adorable sound.

'Wont S…. Master and Sir be mad?' Hermione said the new word tasting as forgiven on her lips as the witch above her.

'Hmm sir might be mad if you tasted me without him but I don't think master will mind if I taste you.' She said with a glinting grin.

It took Hermione a moment to realise that to Narcissa Master was Lucius and Sir was Severus. She nodded slowly but pulled the other woman back in for another quick kiss before she bent her legs and allowed the other woman to look at her pussy.

Narcissa groaned, she was already dripping with desire and they'd only kissed a handful of times. Severus was right she was very responsive. 'Are you sure you wouldn't let Severus Peirce you? I think you'd look pretty with them.' She said as she reached out to pull back the young witch's clitoral hood and admire her little pleasure pearl.

Hermione's shook her head and made a noise somewhere between a protest and pleasure, as Narcissa circled the bud with her finger and ran it down her folds. 'Merlin.' The young girl breathed, realising she was still tender from her coupling with Severus the hour before.

'I'm going to lick you now.' Narcissa said gently. As she leaned down to the girl's crotch and dipped her tongue lapping up the wetness she found there. They both murmured at the contact and Hermione's hand flew to Narcissa's hair. She didn't know wither she wanted to pull the other woman off her of beg her to keep going. She could feel her orgasm begging to flutter in her stomach, but a part of her brain told her that her pleasure belonged to Severus and she should wait for him.

Narcissa sensing the girl's resistance doubled her efforts to make the girl come, not caring that her face was getting covered in juice. The young girl tasted Devine and she retched up to take a nipple in each hand as she racked her teeth across the girl's nub. She could feel her own desire on her thighs but remembered Lucius' orders not to come until he returned. He had told her he didn't much care what she did so long as she didn't come.

She smirked into the girls folds at the little white lie she had told the girl, Severus probably wouldn't care if he caught his sub eating her out, but Narcissa had very little talent in holding off her own orgasms and hadn't wanted to risk it.

'Narcissa, please.' Hermione called softly. The cage rattle as she gripped the bars above her head trying with all her might to hold off the pleasure building in her stomach. Her head was thrashing form side to side with every pinch of the older woman's fingers on her nipples and every lap of her tongue.

That was how Severus and Lucius found them a half an hour later when they returned to the drawing room. Hermione was mouthing unintelligible words and Narcissa was between the girl's thighs trying to get her to come. Severus' could see the sheen of sweat on his submissive brow from the effort of not coming.

He placed the bowl of fruit on the table next to the couch and knelt next to the cage. 'Having fun pet?' he asked amusement clear in his tone and on his face.

'Please.' She sobbed as Narcissa sucked at her clit again and dipped a finger inside her.

'Please what, little Lioness?' he asked reaching into the cage to stroke her hair.

Hermione sniffled, her whole body shaking with the effort to not come. He felt a surge of pride, he hadn't told her she couldn't come, but he also hadn't told her she could, so she'd taken it upon herself to deny herself until he told her she could come. 'Can I come Master.' She asked politely, and Severus wanted to song her senseless. She hadn't demanded he let her come. No, she'd asked him.

'Come pet,' he murmured and watched intently as she came undone at the hands of the older witch, shrieking her pleasure as the older woman bit down lightly on her clit and she saw star her hand tangling in the blonde's hair as her hips bucked harshly into her eager mouth.

Severus opened the cage, and ordered Narcissa out of the cage. The other woman's chin shinning with Hermione's juices as she crawled to her master and looked at the toast in his hand.

'Looks like you don't need this flower.' He said putting the toast on the table as he sat on his chair, and pulled his wife's chin into his fingers, rubbed the wetness with his thumb. 'Still Hungry?' he asked.

'Yes Master.' Narcissa breathed eyeing the toast.

His free hand went to his belt and he pulled out his flaccid cock. 'Very well.' He said as he pushed her face towards it, she licked her lips and ran her tongue along his length, watching as it grew with each lick, she gave it.

'Crawl.' Severus said as he stood once more and sat on the couch watching as Hermione followed on shaky legs. Once she was positioned at his feet be held out a piece of melon for her and she lifted her hand to take it from him. He pulled his hand back and pinned her with a look.

Hermione's stomach growled from having three orgasms before breakfast and she glared at her Dominant when he pulled the food away from her. his look suggested that he wanted her to open her mouth but she'd already sat in a cage for half an hour she would not be hand fed like a dog as well.

'Not hungry?' he asked her and she glared harder, her eyes going wide as he went to replace the melon in the bowl. She grudgingly opened her mouth and he placed the cube in her mouth as she chew slowly with narrowed eyes. 'Watch them.' He said pointing to Lucius as he placed a grape at her lips and she opened to accept it as Narcissa preformed Fallatio on her husband.

Lucius was sitting back enjoying the view whilst sipping coffee of all things as his naked and collared wife sucked him for all she was worth.

Hermione stared at the older woman, had had the sudden desire to bite the older women's bottom. She wasn't paying attention to were her Dominant's fingers were and gasped when she heard a sharp intake. Before she could comprehend what had happened, she was across his lap.

'You're supposed to eat the fruit, not my fingers.' He said as his hand came down on her back side swift and hard, Several times.

'Urgh.' The noise escaped her lips and Lucius who had been watching her with steel like eyes groaned softly as his wife lapped him up.

'I'm Sorry Ma….' His hand gripped in her hair and he pulled her up so he could make eye contact with her.

'Did I say you could talk?' he hissed at her and she kept her eyes down, knowing fine well that his rough treatment was turning her on. 'Do you want more? He asked as he let go of her hair and picked up the bowl.

'Yes Master.' She said meekly, though she knew she hadn't really hurt him, if she had he'd have done worse than a few swats on her bottom, that was a warning to pay attention.

He placed the bowl at her feet and gestured for her to eat. 'Without your hands.' He said stonily and she gulped, moving back slightly to put her face into the bowl. The juice dripped down her chin and between her breast as she chewed.

'Don't muggles say something about the hand that feeds?' Lucius chuckled.

'Yes, don't bite it.' Severus said dryly watching with mirth as his pet, tried in vain not to get fruit juice everywhere.

Hermione managed to finished the fruit but the juice from the melon and mango was all down her front and she was feeling sticky. She glared at the floor as she waited for her next order.

'Bara, Miss Granger.' Lucius said moving Narcissa out of the way, and getting to his feet.

Hermione blinked up at him. 'Sir?' she said timidly.

Lucius looked at Severus and rolled his eyes. 'Your Master is lacking pet, lay on your stomach, face down and turned to the left with your wrists crossed behind your back, and your ankles crossed.'

Hermione did as ask and wondered what he was going to do. She felt ropes slide over her wrists and ankles and she was pulled into the submit position but her hands tied behind her back. She heard the woosh of silk being pulled across another fabric, and frowned but knew better than to turn round to face the blonde man.

'Open.' He said and she obediently opened her mouth. She found a knot of silk being pressed into her mouth and then secured at the back of her head. She wanted to shout at him but found that all that came out was a mumbled sound as her tongue wet the silk knot in her mouth.

'Now tell me petal, what your safe word?' Lucius chuckled in her ear and she glared at Severus as she stuck her middle finger up at him. The blonde chuckled in response and made a gesture with his hand. Fore fingers pointing down to the floor. Narcissa clearly knew what this meant as she crawled forward and Hermione wondered if these were well known gestures or ones that Lucius had taught Narcissa over the years. 'Retrieve my crop love.' He commanded Narcissa with a snap of his fingers and she did so without complaint.

Severus stood from the couch and crouched before her. she glared at him. 'Don't pout pet, Luc will make you feel good, I might even let you lick his wife while he beats you.' Severus.

'Now that I would like to see,' Lucius said as Narcissa returned to his side and presented the crop to him. 'Get in front of her wife, Salu' he said wickedly and Narcissa bit back a groan. She lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms facing upward, her legs spread wide open, Hermione's eyes went wide and she breathed in a shaky breath as Lucius removed her gag. 'Bend over Petal, I want to hear both of you moan' he said as she lifted her arse in the air. Her face, going toward Narcissa' crotch as she tentatively licked the older woman just as the ex-death eater landed the first sharp whack across her buttocks and she flinched at the sting before pushing her bottom back out to him for the next as she dipped her tongue in the other witches pussy and groaned at the honey and musk taste of her so different from a man.

Hermione heard the rustle of fabric and the creaking of floor boards as Severus moved somewhere behind her. Hermione felt her insides flutter at the thought of Lucius Malfoy striking her with the crop but he was doing little more than running the leather tip up and down her back making her squirm as she ate his wife, which only made the witch below her squeal even more.

The floor boards creaked and there was a soft thump to her left. she wanted so badly to lift her head and look at what had been dropped next to her but she could feel Narcissa' thighs quivering against her cheeks and could tell she was close. She wished she had the use of her hands as she sucked the woman's clit into her mouth and nibbled giggling into the woman's folds as she came undone.

She felt Someone, she hoped it was Severus, release the ropes at her ankles before tugging her up onto her knees, by the ropes at her wrists. She watched as Severus, commanded Narcissa onto her knees Bound the witch's hands in the same way as her own were.

'I should let you do that more often Petal, my flower seems to like it.' Lucius crooned in her ear, stroking her cheek with a single finger before he stood and stepped round them, Severus mirroring his movements.

Severus knelt before her again. 'Colour?' he asked, his eyes searching her own.

'Green Master.' She said thickly. Her body was pulsing with desire, and her arms were beginning to ache pleasantly from being behind her back for so long.

'You're doing well, good Girl.' He muttered, pulling a set of chained nipple clamps into her line of sight and she whimpered. She didn't dislike the clamps, when they were on at least, putting them on and taking them off however, was a completely different story. 'Just Breath.' He said encouragingly as he took a breast in his hand and attached the first clip. She took a deep breath and hissed it out as the clamp settled. He wasted no time doing the other and she murmured a quite 'fuck' as he pressed a kiss to her temple.

She watched as Lucius knelt behind his wife and gave her the same treatment, adding a third clip to the woman' clint just below her piercing. Hermione whimpered again her eyes wide as she searched her dominant's face.

'Shhh' Severus said pulling her face into his hands. 'She likes it, your pearl is safe.' He chuckled peppering her face with kisses as tears shown in her eyes. 'Colour.' He asked again, and Hermione knew she must be showing cracks.

'Gren Master.' She said though the words were a touch more hesitant. He looked at her for a second almost has if he were deciding if she were telling the truth, before he kissed her lips and left her to the hands of Lucius Malfoy once more as he picked up a wicked looking thing. It was a short black cylinder with four leather straps coming from the centre of it. Hermione blinked at it and pulled back slightly when Lucius tried to part her lips with his thumb.

'Open.' He said in a tone that brokered no arguments, and she did so, eyeing the thing with uncertainty. As it came closer, she realised the black cylinder was made of silicone and shaped like a penis on both ends. Her face flamed and she gaged slightly as Lucius pushed the plastic cock into her mouth and used to of the straps to secure it to the back of her head.

Her eyes went wide as she saw Severus do the same to Narcisa and the pair were now gagged together, their mouth's so close they were almost kissing.

Severus man overed Narcissa' legs back and out so that she was in a steady position and Hermione felt Lucius doing the same to her own legs. She felt more comfortable in the new position but with her arms behind her back and being attached to another person meant that both witches had to use their stomach muscles to keep them up in the positions their Dominants had put them in. Hermione felt her desires flow down her thigh and closed her eyes in embarrassment.

Lucius gave her no warming as the sharp sting of the crop landed across her arse and she bucked forward pushing the gag further into Narcissa' mouth as the other witch gagged slightly. There was then the woosh and crack of the cane on Narcissa's arse and Hermione felt the gag hitting the back of her throat, as Narcissa bucked forward. The pair went back and forth like that until Both Narcissa and Hermione were gurgling round their gags, drool dropping out the side of their mouths and their arses stinging and lined to perfection.

Hermione flinched as she felt hands on her arse and pushed her arse into them hoping that the man behind her would touch her. She no longer cared that it was Lucius and not Severus. She didn't know how long they had been canning them for but she was mad with desire and she needed to be filled. The feeling of being bound and giving the gag a rough blowjob thanks to the bucking of the other witch had turned her on beyond believe. She needed to come; she needed a man inside her.

'Not today, Petal.' Lucius breathed in her ear and she sobbed round the gag. She saw the men move out of the corner of her eye and a frown flashed across her features. What were they doing now?

Hermione felt her dominants hands slicking up her folds, and herd the tell-tale noses of him opening his belt. He leaned over her so he could whisper in her year.

'Moan if your still green.' He said nipping at her ear lobe and she did loudly as he tugged on the chain connecting her nipple clamps and she moaned again. 'I'm going to fuck you now Lioness.' He crooned and she whimpered round the gag. She lurched back as Narcissa Lurched forward groaning round the gag. Severus looked up at the other man, and frowned. 'Seems someone's is impatient and I don't get to tease you, pet.' He said as he reached round to finger her clit as he slide into her and moved to tug and the clamps as both he and Lucius timed their thrusts, so that when Hermione moved forward she pushed Narcissa back and vice versa.

The pleasure was all encompassing, Severus was moving his hand, between tugging the clamps and pinching her clit whist increasing the tempo of his thrusts to match that of his friend. Both witches were powerless against them and they could only moan and stare at each other as they both hit their peaks at the hands of these wicked men. Hermione had come three times and she was sure the older witch had come twice and they still weren't finished.

She heard Lucius growl as he abandoned rhythm and removed the clamps from his wife and gripped her hips roughly. Severus noticing this expertly released the clip on the gag and pulled her back flush against his chest, his hand squeezing at her throat and he thrust up into her, nipping at her ear lobe and plucking at her clit, forcing her into a fourth orgasm as he shot his load within her. she was a quivering mess against him as he slide out of her.

'Such a perfect girl.' He panted as he sat back on his haunches and pulled her with him undoing the ropes at her wrists and pulling her arms round to her front, they were stiff but not unpleasant as he massaged her shoulders.

He stood up and took her to the couch, laying her on it, as he fixed his trousers. When he was done, he sat at one edge of the couch and pulled her head into his lap, stroking her hair gently and she fought to regain control of her bedding.

Hermione watched with glassy eyes as Lucius fixed his trousers, removed the gag from Narcissa and carried her over to the cage. Where she crawled in and he handed her a cushion and a blanket. She smiled gratefully at him and he pressed a kiss to her temple as she closed her eyes.

Hermione thought that sounded like a wonderful idea and made to do the same when she felt a blanket being placed on top of her. she looked up to see Lucius towering over her. 'You did very well Miss Granger.' He said gently, and Hermione blinked in surprise.

'Would you expect anything less from my girl?' Severus said proudly and she snuggled into his thigh a happy smiled on her lips as she drifted off to sleep.

An hour or so later Hermione woke up to find a book hovering above her face. Severus noticed her movement and peered down at her.

She blinked and realised that she needed to pee. She untangled herself from the blanket and noticed that Narcissa was kneeling at Lucius's feet whilst he read, a bowl at her side filled with water as she delicately lapped it up with her tongue.

'kneel.' Severus said and Hermione turned to face him.

'But I need….'

Severus held up his hand and she snapped her mouth closed dropping to her knees and looked at him with pleasing eyes. 'Speak.' He ordered.

'I need the loo Master.' Hermione said acutely aware of the other two individuals in the room. There was a soft clanging and Hermione looked to Lucius who had toed an antique looking….Chamber pot in her direction. Hermione's eyes went wide and her face flamed as she shook her head, she would not pee in front of others, she wouldn't.

'You may go.' Severus said and she glared at the evil look in his eye. She could tell he knew she was uncomfortable. He was pushing her and her Gryffindor courage wouldn't let her back down.

'I'll hold it' she said tersely. 'Master.' She added so as not to invoke his wrath.

Severus' mouth twitched and he nodded to the bowl next to his foot, it was filled with water. 'Drink.' He ordered and Hermione closed her eyes. She was thirsty but also knew that if she drank anything else her need to pee would increase.

'I'm not thirsty, Master.' She said with what little dignity she could muster. She had been treated little better than an animal and a fuck toy this morning and whilst she had enjoyed parts of it, he was close to pushing her to her limit. She could feel her ire scratching to break the surface. She was struggling to get into the right headspace to willingly submit. The Lioness in her wanted to get to her feet toss the water over him and tell him to go fuck himself. But the submissive screamed at her that she had to do what he said. That she had to please him.

'You need to hydrate, Drink.' He said, there was an edge to his tone, that reminded her that looking after herself was part of their contract. She pushed down the desire to growl and knelt over the stainless steel dog bowl and licked up some of the water as best she could. She made a mess an got water over the floor, but managed to drink half the bowl full before she gave up, glaring at the man above her as he snapped the book shut.

'Still need to use the pot pet?' he smirked wrapping his fingers in her hair and forcing her to look at him.

'Yes, Master.' She ground out. Her bladder was screaming at her but she still refused to use the chamber pot in front of the Malfoy's, that was a step too far.

'Then use it.' He said pushing her towards the thing. She shook her head and failed to supress a small growl.

She stared at the chamber pot. It was a pretty looking thing. White porcelain with periwinkle blue flowers up the sides and a gold leafed ornate handle. But she would not use it. Her bladder sloshed and she closed her eyes desperate to hold her water and the three of them waited to see what she would do. She didn't want to disappoint Severus, he had been so proud of her earlier on, but she really didn't think she could do this. She really needed to use the loo. She knew she could safe word, but that too her was a tenement to failing and she refused to do that.

She looked back at Severus and wondered if he would allow her to do it with just him in the room.

'Amber' she muttered and Severus was at her side in an instant. 'Which part don't you like?' he asked gently, his hands at her face.

Hermione took a deep breath. 'I don't want to do it with the Malfoy's here.' She muttered shame colouring her tone.

Severus' heart stopped when she'd said the word amber. He knew he had pushed her further than ever before today and she'd handled it so well. He had full been expecting her to call red at any moment and storm off to the toilet. But instead she had called amber. Meaning that there was something she didn't like about their play, but that she didn't want it to end, just back it up a bit.

He could have laughed when she admitted that it was the Malfoy's presence when she needed to pee that was the issue. That he could solve easily.

'Luc, could you take your sub out of the room for a moment, my pet doesn't want an audience.' He said glancing to his friend.

Lucius nodded, not making a big deal out of it as he pulled Narcissa to her feet. 'Come we will put your plug, in flower.' He muttered to his wife, knowing that she never liked to insert of take anal plugs out when anyone else was watching either.

Hermione closed her eyes as the pair of blondes left the room and she crawled over to the chamber pot, groaning in relief as she voided her bladder.

When she was finished, he spelled away the contents of the pot and reached round to unbuckle the collar from her neck.

'I think you've had enough for one day.' He said gently as the collar slipped from her neck and she suddenly felt bare without it. Severus stroked her hair and she leaned into him. 'Did you enjoy yourself?' he asked and she pulled back to look at him.

'It was intense, but I enjoyed it, there were parts that weren't easy but….' Hermione shook her head not sure how to explain how she felt, the war that was within her as she fought to submit and retain her dignity.

Severus looked at her with pure pride. 'You lasted far longer than I expected you to love, I'm proud of you.' He said as he got her to her feet and sat her on the couch.

'Stay here, I'll get you something to wear.' He said knowing that the Malfoy's would no doubt have gotten distracted by each other to return to the room too quickly. They had spent a good three hours in a heavy scene and he was pleased with her. he knew that with time he could build it up.

He returned to her surprise with, her work trousers from Friday night and a thick wool jumper, that was suspiciously the same shade as her blouse. Her work flats had been changed to stiletto ankle boots and he had a cloak in his hands that she was sure belonged to Narcissa.

'I'd like to take a walk with you.' He said holding out the clothing to her. she smiled at him and looked for the underwear only to find there was none. 'You've got trousers witch, be glad of it.' He grumbled and she had to stifle a giggle.

She dressed and allowed him to put the cloak round her as he led her out into the gardens. They walked in silence for a while, Hermione hugging onto his arm as he pointed out various things about the grounds.

'Tell me, what did you enjoy about this weekend?' he asked and she smiled up at him.

'I enjoyed our date.' She said and relished in the quirk of his lips.

'I did too.' He said simply.' Did you enjoy playing with Luc and Cissy?'

She looked to the ground as she felt cheeks heat. 'There were some intense bits.' She said slowly. 'I'm glad though It wasn't Lucius who fucked me.' She said so softly he almost didn't hear her.

'Why?' he asked as they stopped beneath an old oak tree.

Hermione opened her mouth and shut it again, thinking on what to say. 'He told me on Friday that it was my submission I was turned on by not him, but I think if he was the one too….it would be him and I don't think I'd like it.' She said hating how unsure of herself she sounded.

'But you'll fuck his wife?' he asked seriously.

'That's different.' Hermione said shaking her head. 'It's not really fucking more like foreplay, I guess I want you to be the only one who….' She trailed off shaking her head as she came too close to telling him how she felt.

'If I asked you to fuck him, would you?' he asked, Hermione paused noticing a quiver in his tone and wondered what it could mean. Was he angry? Upset? annoyed? She couldn't really tell.

'I would, if it would make you happy and I think my body might enjoy it, but I don't think I would.' She said honestly.

Severus closed his eyes. This witch was killing him and she didn't even know it. It had only been three weeks and he knew he'd never find another witch like her. someone so devoted to him that she would willing lay with another man if he asked her too, even though she didn't want too.

'I think my favourite bits were wearing your collar and calling you Master.' She said quietly and he couldn't help the soft groan that left his lips.

'Come here witch.' He said opening his arms to her, and she stepped into his embrace. 'What are your plans for Monday's evening?' he asked.

'I don't have any' she replied.

'I'd like to take you to dinner if you'd let me.' He said, in what she thought was a nervous tone.

'I'd like that Sir.' She said with a smile.

He brought his lips close to hers. 'I'd like you to call me Master, Pet.' He breathed as he captured her lips in a kiss.