When Hermione woke up, she was disoriented for a brief moment before she started to panic. She felt a hand cupping one of her breasts and a hot stiff rod poking against her butt. Remembering where she was, she tried to lie as still as possible to not wake up her Master, afraid of what would happen to her this morning.
When Harry woke up, he felt like he was in heaven. He was spooning a warm and soft female body, one hand resting on the girl's boobs and his semi-erect cock was pressed against her backside.
He inhaled deeply and breathed in the scent of Hermione's hair. With a smirk taking form on his lips, he began massaging the soft flesh of her boobs and playing with her nipples.
Hermione whimpered in response, letting him know that she was awake. He gyrated his hips and pressed closer against her butt until his cock was fully erect.
"Good morning, Pet." he whispered to the silently sobbing girl.
"Master, please, not again! Don't do this!" his slave begged, but Harry paid no mind to her pleadings.
"Pet, be a good little slut and suck me off!" Harry demanded. He needed release now.
Hermione groaned but she sat up and crawled down on the mattress to the foot end of the bed and knelt between his legs.
She shot him a pleading look that he ignored before she lowered her head towards his erection. Crying silent tears, she opened her mouth and licked his cock, lapping up the pre-cum that was already leaking from it, before she took his stiff member fully in her mouth and began to bob her head up and down.
Harry enjoyed the sensations as Hermione sucked as hard as she could and twirled her tongue around his shaft. He was amazed what a great cocksucker his slave had become in such a short time. She really was a natural at this!
"That's perfect!" he exclaimed. "I think you should wake me up like this every day from now on!"
Hermione only whimpered in response and continued her movements.
A minute later, Harry could no longer hold himself back. He groaned and ejaculated in his slave's mouth, filling her with spurt after spurt of hot semen.
Hermione grimaced but she continued to suck him until she had gotten every last drop of cum from his cock and he was getting limp again.
"That was perfect!" Harry praised his slave girl. "You're such a good little slut! Such a skilled little cocksucker! Show me the reward you got!"
Hermione gave him a pained look as she opened her mouth to show him the big load of sperm pooling around her tongue.
"Well done, Pet!" Harry said. "I know you can't wait to have it in your belly, but why don't you keep it in your mouth for now while I give you your morning spanking?"
"Hmmhmm!" Hermione groaned, shaking her head frantically, her eyes widened with panic.
"I'm sorry, but pets like you always need to be spanked to not forget their place." Harry said regretfully, though he couldn't quite hide his smirk. "Now, kneel on all fours and stick out your pretty butt to me!"
"HnnnnHHHMMM!" Hermione protested, but she was unable to disobey her instructions and she knelt on the bed and presented her juicy butt to her Master.
Harry stepped next to her, enjoying her fearful looks at him. He thought that maybe he should have brought some equipment for this from the Room of Requirement, but he decided that his hand would do for now. This spanking was supposed to be a gentle reminder of her place, not a disciplinary action.
He reared back his arm and forcefully stroke her butt cheek with the flat of his hand.
"NNNHHHG!" Hermione moaned, unable to fully open her cum-filled mouth, and Harry smirked.
"That was one." he told her and moved for the second strike. "Nine more to go."
~~~
Two hours later, Hermione was uncomfortably shifting in her chair in the History of Magic class. She tried to pay attention to the lesson, but her mind was somewhere else. Truth be told, her mind was an entire mess. When she wasn't distracted by her aching butt, she was musing what her new life was like. The life of a bonded servant. A slave, really. A sex slave!
She cursed the libido of teenage boys. Harry had quickly learnt to love the benefits of having control over a girl that could not refuse any demands. How many times had it been the day before? She recounted. He had fucked her once each in her pussy and in the arse, and he had forced her to give him five blowjobs.
And today was as terrible as the day before. After her Master had immediately ordered her to blow him when they had woken up and had spanked her poor sore butt, he had also fucked her in a broom cupboard on their way to breakfast, and then he had ordered her to give him another blowjob right before History of Magic, their first class of the day.
She was glad that History of Magic was the only class where the teacher would never ask any questions. Because she couldn't speak at the moment. Because -- again! -- she had a load of Harry's cum in her mouth and was not allowed to spit or swallow it until he told her otherwise. Hermione was grimacing from the revolting taste. Harry had said he was doing this with her best interest at heart, so that she would get used to the taste. As if! The sick bastard!
She also felt some drops of fluid running down her thighs. Whether it was more of Harry's cum or her own, she didn't know. Probably both. How no one else had noticed yet what was going on was beyond her. She reeked of sex! Her hair was even more of a mess than usually. And she was flushed all the time. It should really be obvious to any onlookers that she was being shagged constantly.
Would it always be like this from now on? How could she continue to shine in her education if she was constantly distracted? She sighed at that thought. Only bookworm Hermione Granger would worry about her grades after being made a sex slave. She shook her head, annoyed with herself.
"Pleasant thoughts?"
Hermione looked up in surprise and saw Harry standing before her, smirking. She had totally missed that the class had ended. They were the only two persons left in the classroom.
"I don't think we should stay here, the next class will arrive soon. But we only have fifteen minutes before we have to be at Charms, so we should find ourselves a more private classroom or a broom closet quickly." With that, Harry gestured her to follow him and walked towards the door.
Hermione sighed with exasperation and got up to follow Harry. Half a minute later, they were standing in an unused classroom.
"I'm in a good mood today, and you've been a good girl, so I'll let you decide. Do you want me to fuck you or do you want to give me a blowjob?"
"Nhmha." she mumbled.
Harry chuckled. "Oh, right, Pet. You may swallow."
Shuddering from the taste, Hermione gulped down the sticky load she had been forced to keep in her mouth.
"So, what do you want, sex or blowjob?" Harry repeated.
"Neither!" Hermione shouted, glaring at him hatefully, even though she knew it wouldn't do her any good.
"Anal then? A good choice!" Harry responded cheerfully.
"No, wait! Wait! I--we can have sex, okay?" Hermione relented. At least, she would get off, too. And she wouldn't have to swallow any more of his cum.
"You want me to fuck your pussy?" Harry teased her.
"It's not--It isn't what I want." Hermione muttered with embarrassment.
"Anal and a blowjob it is, then!" Harry exclaimed.
"No! Fine! Please have sex with me?" Hermione said with a small voice.
"What? Speak up, Pet! And don't be so shy about it!"
"Fuck me, Master, please fuck my pussy!" Hermione cried, all her dignity lost.
"You only had to ask." Harry replied smirking and bent her over a desk. He spread her legs and pushed up her skirt, enjoying the view of her pinked bottom pointing at him.
He grew rock-hard again and took out his cock, and without further ado, he thrust himself into her already slick pussy with his full length.
Hermione groaned loudly with pleasure and pain.
Harry increased his pace and soon Hermione's breath hitched and she started to moan softly. Her fluids were running down her legs and soaking her skirt.
She didn't last much longer.
"Please may I cum, Master?" Hermione begged.
"Cum for me, Pet!" Harry replied, feeling generous.
She came with a loud moan right then. The contractions of her inner walls sent Harry over the edge, too, and he exploded deep into her dripping pussy.
Panting, he slid his dick out of her. He pulled the spent girl up from the desk and then pushed her down to kneel before him.
"Slave, clean my cock!" he demanded.
Hermione groaned and reluctantly started to lick both her and Harry's cum off of his cock. She didn't think she would ever get used to the taste.
"Good girl!" Harry praised her when she was done.
He pulled her up again and pushed her forward so that the girl was leaning against the table behind her. Then, he put his hand under her skirt and pushed two fingers inside her pussy without warning. Hermione yelped in surprise.
Harry formed a bowl with the palm of his hand and then moved his fingers inside her back and forth. He paced up and enjoyed Hermione's squirms and her wanton moans.
He continued for a short while until his slave was close to climaxing a second time. Then, without letting her orgasm again, Harry removed his hand and held it in front of the panting girl's face.
His hand, formed into a bowl, was filled with her juices and his sperm. Hermione eyed the fluids with disgust.
"Lap it up, and clean my fingers, but no swallowing!" Harry told her.
Hermione looked at him with desperation. He only smirked at her and she reluctantly leaned forward and began to slurp the mixture of juices from his hand, utterly revolted. It took her over a minute to complete her task and lick his fingers clean. When she was done, Harry wiped his hands at the inside of her skirt.
Hermione was ready to tear up again. She thought that by having sex with Harry, she could avoid having any more semen in her mouth, but now her mouth was filled with an even bigger load than before. She had also thought that Harry would let her get off as well, but he had not only let her cum once, he had then also teased her to the edge of another climax, so now she was even more horny than earlier. How could he be so cruel?
"Come along now, we're already late for class." Harry told her. Dejectedly, Hermione followed her Master out of the room.
~~~
Harry continued to enjoy his slave's servicing him during the next breaks. After lunch -- and after another stop in an empty classroom where he refilled his slave's mouth with cum -- Harry and Hermione arrived in the dungeons in front of the potions classroom.
Harry noticed that most of the Slytherins wore badges that blinked with the message 'Support Cedric Diggory, the real Hogwarts Champion!', which alternated with the incredibly witty slogan 'Potter Stinks'.
To Harry's surprise, Weasley was also wearing a badge and smirking at him. Harry wasn't surprised that Weasley would try to insult him, but he was shocked that the redhead would fraternise with Slytherins!
With a smug expression, Draco Malfoy stalked towards the couple.
"Do you like our new badges?" he asked gleefully.
A while ago, Harry might have lost his temper at that. But with his great new way of relieving stress, he found that he wasn't bothered by the Ferret's childish taunts.
"So you're behind this?" he laughed. "Potter stinks? How unbelievably clever of you! Not that I expected anything smarter from an inbred cretin like you."
Malfoy's smile froze on his face. Apparently, that hadn't been the reaction he had been aiming for.
"I would have added something about you shagging mudbloods, if I had known about this earlier!" he sneered.
Harry didn't take the bait and put his left arm around Hermione's waist only inches above her butt, causing her to flush in embarrassment.
"Jealous?" he asked Malfoy.
"NO!" Malfoy shouted.
"Sorry, of course not, I know you swing the other way." Harry taunted the Ferret further, greatly enjoying himself.
"What?" Malfoy screeched.
"Come on, Draco, with those two handsome fellows following you around all the time, it's really obvious." he motioned towards Crabbe and Goyle. "But, hey, I don't judge."
Harry laughed as Draco's face reddened in anger. Most of the Gryffindors were also snickering by now.
"SHUT UP! You dirty half-blood!"
"Ohhh, another oh so clever insult! I'm soooo hurt!" Harry mocked.
At this, Malfoy raised his wand, but Harry had been waiting for this.
"Stupefy!" he shouted, and Malfoy limply fell to the ground, hitting his head hard on the stone floor.
Harry would have liked to try out some of the other spells he had been learning, but he was pretty sure that he would get in trouble with the Aurors if he started openly killing school children.
He then quickly sent two stunners towards Crabbe and Goyle, knocking them out as well, but not before a spell shot by Crabbe had hit Hermione in the face.
Hermione shrieked and whirled around away from the rest of the students and covered her mouth, chin and collar with her hands.
After he knocked out Crabbe, Harry turned to his slave worriedly. He was relieved to see that she had only been hit with a harmless prank spell that had caused her teeth to grow by several inches. But this had also caused Hermione to spill the cum in her mouth all over herself. A mixture of saliva and semen was dripping down her chin and onto her robes. Luckily, she had turned around fast enough for the other students not to not take note of the accident.
Harry immediately dragged the mortified girl away from the students down the corridor to find the next empty classroom.
He glanced back when he heard a yell from behind him. Snape had stepped out of the classroom and had seen the knocked out students.
"Potter!" the angry professor yelled. "Stay where you are! That will be fifty points from Gryffindor and detention tonight!"
Not unhappy to lose Gryffindor some more house points, and having no intention to serve any detentions given to him, Harry decided to simply ignore the greasy git. He took Hermione's arm and dragged her onward.
As Snape had to attend to the unconscious students, he was left fuming behind them.
When they passed a broom closet, Harry quickly dragged the whimpering girl inside.
"Let me look at you." he said and the girl lowered her arms. Her front teeth had grown beyond her chin, and her front was a mess.
"Scourgify!" Harry cast and trailed his wand over her robes and her face to get rid of the spunk.
"There, that's better." he said. Hermione still whimpered but she shot him a grateful look.
However, he didn't know what to do about the teeth and decided to go to the hospital wing.
On their way to the infirmary, they were met by Colin Creevey, who informed Harry that he was needed for some tournament event called the weighing of the wands.
"Sure, I'll be there as soon as Hermione is looked after." Harry told the third-year, who quickly ran off again.
Soon, Harry and Hermione arrived at the hospital wing, where Madam Promfrey quickly re-adjusted Hermione's teeth. To Harry's delight, Hermione used the opportunity to have Madam Promfrey fix her formerly slightly too large front teeth into a perfectly even shape.
They were out of the hospital wing within minutes and Harry lead Hermione into an empty classroom.
When Harry closed the door behind them, Hermione immediately fell to her knees in front of him.
"Please, Master, I'm sorry for spilling your cum!" she pleaded. "Please don't punish me!"
Harry was amazed that this was the first thing on her mind. Her training was really making progress!
"I think you may be forgiven this time." he said. "But when Promfrey fixed your teeth, that gave me an idea. Are there other spells you can use to make yourself look better? To fix your hair, or to increase your boobs by a size or two?"
Hermione flushed as she answered. "I don't know. There probably are."
"Alright." Harry said. "I want you to research these spells in the Room of Requirement and in the library. If you manage to do it this weekend, I will forget your little accident and not punish you for it."
Hermione nodded, looking embarrassed, anxious, but also slightly sad.
"Oh, don't worry, I think you're pretty already." Harry added when he noted her expression. "But as my pet, you should not just be pretty, but perfect."
"Yes, Master." Hermione said with a small voice.
"Great! Glad we talked about it." Harry said happily. "And now that I have you kneeling before me anyway, why don't you use your slutty little mouth to make up for your failure?"
Hermione sighed as she reached for Harry's trousers to free his cock and have him fill up her mouth again.
When Hermione took his stiff cock in her mouth and began servicing him, Harry totally forgot about the weighing of the wands event that he had been told of before. His slave was just a far too perfect little cocksucker to allow him to think of anything besides the delicate suction of her soft lips, the sensual movements of her wet tongue along his shaft, and the exquisite contractions of her gagging hot throat around his cock.