Umbridge's Slave Chapter 6
Hermione could get used to not having to stress over everything, even though at the moment she didn't know what she had been so stressed about. Umbridge had come back down stairs to find her sleeping against the wall. Undoing her leash and walking her into the sitting room where Umbridge sat in a chair and told her to sit on the floor at her feet.
"Pet, have you read the new books the Ministry has just put out?" Hermione had thought about it, for as much as she loved to read she hadn't. "No Ma'am I don't think I have what are they about?" Hermione looked up curious, where was this leading?
"Well that just won't due", Umbridge Summoned the books from upstairs and handed one to Hermione. The cover of the book read Mudbloods the Danger to The Wizarding World. Hermione felt anger inside of her, she didn't know why. "Why don't you read it to me dear pet, it's one of my personal favorites?" Umbridge smiled down at the girl who was sitting at her feet. Hermione looked up at her and down at the book, "I can read it?" She was shocked she loved books and was so happy to have the chance to not only do something she loved but to do something that would please her Mistress.
"Go on dear pet." Umbridge looked smug, like she was winning a battle. She listened as Hermione read the book about Mudbloods and how at a young age they learned to steal their magic from real wizards. How the Ministry wanted to lock them up and brand them for what they were. The book said it was only right for them to be locked away and to repay their debt to society to work for the wizards and do their bidding, for free. An hour later Hermione put down the book, she was livid the more she read the madder she got. How on Earth did people actually feel this way, why did she even bother reading that book?
"If you think that people are going to believe this rubbish you are sadly mistaken. I can't believe you vile woman." Hermione glared at the toad woman who was sitting perfectly calm in her chair. "When did this book start upsetting you?" She asked politely and with interest. "What do you mean when did the most vile book I have ever read start upsetting me, the moment I opened it!" Hermione was all but shouting and shaking with rage.
"No, no I don't think that's true. You saw the title of the book, you were eager to read it, it wasn't until the end did you start to sound upset by it. I would say probably 45 minutes ago. Very interesting, I figured you would start having a fit a lot sooner than that." Umbridge was looking at her watch and jotted some notes on the book beside her.
"I am quite thirsty, and you seem like you could use some tea to calm you down. Yes, the tea will help I am sure. Follow me to the kitchen, and sit on your matt like a good slave. We wouldn't want to add any more to your punishment list now would we?" Umbridge stood and walked into the kitchen. When Hermione didn't move she felt a tight tug on her. Her collar was being pulled by an invisible leash into the kitchen. She fought it with all she could. She put her hands to neck to try and pull off the collar and to stop the invisible tugging. The collar only got tighter around her neck, and she fell to the floor struggling to breathe. The plug she almost forgot that was in her ass grew again and it was like a fire in her ass. She let go of her collar and try to pull and the plug, it being magically sealed there was no point. Panting trying to catch her breath she was laying on the ground. She finally got her breathing under control and listened to Umbridge humming in front of the stove. She seemed to not have noticed the fit that Hermione had thrown in the other room. Feeling out of breath and no longer able to fight the pull, she crawled to the kitchen and sat on her matt.
The tea kettle whistled and Umbridge took it off the stove and set it aside. She used her wand to unlock the cabinet and took down a jar of pink sugar. She put one in her drink and four in Hermione's cup. She poured the tea into the cup and stirred it. Bringing Hermione her cup she sat at the table and took a sip of her own. Hermione not wanting to drink the tea sat on her matt still mad at the toad woman who would occasionally look down at her. "We will not be leaving this kitchen until you drink your tea. You need to calm down, or we could leave now and start your punishment, you have been a very naughty slave. It's up to you pet." Umbridge smiled down at her slave, and looked happy at the thought of her bent over her knee getting spanked.
Seeing what her options were, she drank her tea. It was a bit cold and didn't taste very good especially since she hated sugar in her tea, preferred just a splash of milk. She drank it any it anyway. Having the tea warming her up even if it was a bit cold made her feel better. She finished it all and sat looking into the sitting room. She must have zoned out because when she looked up her tea cup was gone and Umbridge was putting her paper away. "Have you taken a second to calm down and think about what a naughty pet you have been?" Umbridge bringing her back to reality was barefoot waking around the sitting room looking for something.
"Come in here pet, and think if you have anything to tell me." Hermione winced as she crawled to the sitting room. She hated crawling she was an of age witch and she was crawling around on all fours like some sort of pet. She was still in braids and was wearing pink, pink of all things. She sat in the floor in front of Umbridge and looked at up at the witch she thought she would feel nothing but disgust looking into her horrid face but she felt something different. She felt guilt. Before thinking the words just came out of her mouth, "oh Mistress I am so sorry I have been such a bad slave, I am so sorry you are mad at me. I will do better, I promise." Shocked at the words that just came out of her mouth, but even more shocked that she truly meant them.
Umbridge smiled at her pet. "It hurts me more than it hurts you, but I am going to have to punish you dear pet. You must learn that it is not okay to talk to your Mistress the way you did. Then to top it off you threw a book from the Mistry of Magic, signed by the Minister himself no less. Then you wouldn't follow your Mistresses orders and come into the kitchen like a good slave. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
"Nothing, I will take my punishment Mistress." Hermione looked down at the floor as she said this. Shame was filling her, causing her to tear up. "Now, now dear slave, there is no reason to cry yet. We haven't even started." Umbridge smiled and let out a soft giggle.
Walking over to the red chair she had been spanked in the night before, Hermione winced. "Yes you know you have done wrong and the smart pet you are know what happens to bad pet in this chair don't you?" Umbridge sat down and gestured for Hermione to crawl to her. She crawled to Umbridge's feet and sat looking up. Umbridge pulled her collar and made Hermione bend over her knees. In this position her ass was in the air her head near the floor and her hands were bound at her sides. Umbridge raised her skirt and stroked her ass. Hermione let out a soft whimper. Without warned she felt the hot blow to her ass. It was not Umbridge's hand like she was expecting but the strike of her wand. "Ahh!" Hermione screamed at the blow, trying to wiggle out of the position to protect her butt. She couldn't move though, she felt another blow, and another. Hermione was crying at this point. "I… I am so sorry Mistress..." Another blow came. "I promise to be a good slave." Whack another stoke hit her ass. She screamed in the pain of it. "I will be the slave my Mistress needs, please let me make it up to you I promise." The crying and pleading of the slave in her lap seemed to have pleased her because she stopped spanking.
"Have you learned your lesson then?" Umbridge asked. "Oh yes Mistress, I have I am so sorry I have been such a bad slave. You really don't deserve it. I am thankful that you punished me. I needed to learn my lesson." Umbridge put the slave on the floor before her. Hermione thankful to have the spanking stopped looked up at the witch with gratitude. She was in need. She needed to make her Mistress feel better. She needed to please her, and maybe if she did it well enough she would be able to cum herself. Without being told Hermione reached up for the witch, who was eyeing her carefully. Hermione nuzzled her head against her legs, and with her head moved Umbridge's legs apart. Using her bands to pull up the dress Umbridge was wearing she kissed her tenderly. Umbridge let out a moan. "I am so sorry Mistress." She kissed her again. Knowing that she hadn't been stopped she used her hand to spread her lips apart and began licking and sucking at the woman's clit. She breathed into the woman's pussy, in between licks began to talk again. "Thank you for punishing me, thank you for letting me try and make it up to you." Using her other hand she thrust a finger into the dripping wet cunt of the woman. "Oh, Oh right there pet right there…." Pulling on her slaves braids pulling on her nipples, she was panting like a dog in heat. Liking the encouragement she got, she continued. Sticking her tongue in with her fingers she felt the tightness around her fingers and the gush when the woman came all over her. Pleased that she did her job well, she licked everything up cleaning up the mess she caused the woman to make. When Umbridge finally came to again, she looked down at her slave. Who was licking her fingers clean.
"Oh dear pet, you have pleased me so well. You will still have to write lines, for earlier but I will let you eat dinner and if you stay a good pet I will give you a pad to sleep on tonight."
"Thank you Mistress!" Hermione was thrilled she made up for being a naughty girl. "Now, I am going to go upstairs and take a bath. You are going to sit in your desk..." As she said the words a desk like the one she had sat in for some many years appeared in the corner of the sitting room. Hermione went and crawled to it. She sat in and felt the magical binds pin her legs to the chair. Her legs were to the legs of chair spreading them quite far apart. Her Left arm was pinned to the desk and the right was holding a quill. A parchment appeared in front of her. "You will write until I get out of the bath. You can't move out from this chair until I am back."
"Yes Mistress, what am I to write?" Hermione asked holding he quill to her parchment. "You are to write, I MUST BE A GOOD SLAVE." Umbridge smiled and her slave nodded and began to write her lines. She walked to the stairs and waited. She then heard the gasp out of the girl's lips and smiled to herself. Knowing that the girl gasped due to the pain of the words. It took some time to figure out how instead of it appearing the hand, as she always had done to instead appear in the girl's inner thigh. She giggled to herself and made her way up to the bathroom. This was working out better than she ever dreamed. Feeling herself getting turned on again, she slipped into the hot tub.
