Hermione discovers some truths about herself.
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My head snapped to attention at his question, how could he know? How did he know my inner most thoughts and feelings?
I crumpled in relief against the chair, Organising my thoughts so I could communicate to him my logical conclusions this morning.
'Sir, what does it make me if I enjoyed something the Dark Lord enjoys? That he set you this task for his own sick and twisted entertainment and I found that I enjoyed what happened between us very much. Am I as depraved as Voldemort sir?'
He stared down at me in what seems to be a bemused manner, how can he think this is in any way funny, somehow not to be taken seriously?
'Miss Granger, the difference is consent. Your virginity was given to me not taken by me, we both received pleasure, not pain. The act was on as much our terms as possible. The Dark Lord will, yes, see what happened between us but he will not know that you were the one with the power in the situation. He sought to disempower and debase you. And in typical Hermione Granger fashion you took what was supposed to be an act of terror against you and somehow managed to create a mutually pleasurable night in for the both us. Bravo I say'.
He enjoyed it too? Mutually pleasurable? I know he orgasmed but that could have been part of the act for Voldemort. He did say before we fucked that he had masturbated to thoughts of me. I felt light headed with excitement thinking that the object of my desire might desire me too!
Before waiting for me to respond he reached into a drawer on the table beside him and procured a book.
Handing it over to me my fingers traced the title 'Bound' is all it said. Curious I looked up at him.
'This book will help explain some of your thoughts regarding your sexual preferences Miss Granger. Please only read the first three chapters after which we will have another conversation. I want you to eat while you read'.
A plate of cucumber sandwiches appeared and I found I had my appetite back, happily piling 3 on to my plate I settled in to the chair and opened the book.
Professor Snape rose from his chair to leave me to read and no doubt informed Professor McGonagall of my whereabouts.
The book was all about sexual dominance and submission, the first three chapters all entailed the psychological motivations for both 'Subs' and 'Doms'.
There were people like me! There was a whole culture of people like me!
What was described certainly helped explain the feelings of being 'cleansed' after Snape's treatment of me. And that apparently it was normal for woman whom were capable and responsible adults wanting to be sexually dominated. To be free from making decisions for an evening.
Despite Professors Snape's instruction I couldn't help but flip through the other chapters quickly. The diagrams were of course moving as magic illustrations do. Women bound and whipped, anal sex, nipple clamps.. Dear god! I was slightly horrified but my traitorous cunt was getting slick with anticipation. Slamming the book shut as I heard the Professor returning I gathered up my cup of tea, happily finding it still warm.
'So Miss Granger, what have you learnt?'
'I think I may be a sexual submissive Sir, the chapters on the psychological motivations of a submissive they spoke to me greatly'.
'Very good and can you see now that you are not depraved as the Dark Lord? Your feelings though are unorthodox amongst your peers are not abnormal, nor are they wrong'.
'Yes sir. I think understand the difference now. Thank you for taking the time to educate me on this but Sir, can I ask you a question?'
'If its about the inner workings of submissive relationships then I'd rather let you continue reading this book then be subject to your inquisition'.
'No sir, though I would very much like to continue reading the book. But I wanted to ask, are you a sexual dominant?'