"Ginny, it's time for another lesson. This time will be rather different than earlier sessions, but I believe it will help you grow and heal from our painful past. Your clothes will need to all change though, so strip naked now. Firstly I want you in a lot more latex, just like me. Take this black pencil skirt and your black latex stockings with the white lace from when I made you dress as a French maid. Then put on this top, I'll leave it on your bed, it shows off your breasts nicely but is still just about decent and the long frilled sleeves will be ideal although can be a little awkward to get on. Black boots lastly, you can borrow my knee-high patent leather boots for tonight, they should fit. And put your hair up."
Hermione threw the skirt and top onto the bed and watched as Ginny began getting first undressed, and then dressed. She waited to help with lubing up Ginny's body for the latex, a very enjoyable 5 minutes running her lubed hands over the naked body of this sexy redhead, and then got up to leave Ginny to get dressed alone.
"I'll be in my room. Wait outside the door, do not knock. Do not speak until I speak to you. I will fetch you when ready."
It took Ginny a further ten minutes to slide and push her body into the tight latex outfit, all while having vivid memories of Hermione's hands all over her body a few minutes earlier. She remembered the last time she had been in latex, dressed in a full French maids outfit, legs and arms tied and then spanked over Hermione's knee. The feeling of the tight bondage over the tight latex had been so delicious… She shook her head to stop her from daydreaming and focused on lacing Hermione's boots up her legs. She felt different in this outfit than her normal submissive self. More controlled, more powerful. Still desperate to orgasm she thought, but perhaps even a little dominant.
Standing up in her 4 inch heels, Ginny paused a moment to gain her balance and then walked slowly out to Hermione's room. While she waited at the door she pulled on a pair of wrist length latex gloves, black to match everything else, and then waited patiently, occasionally running her hands over her breasts and body to enjoy the sensation. If she held the latex tightly enough together she could flick her nipples through the rubber, making her moan quietly.
She wasn't waiting for long before the door opened, and Hermione appeared in the doorway. She put her finger to her mouth to indicate silence, and then thrust a leather crop into Ginny's hand. Ginny took it, feeling a little confused but completely obedient to her Mistress, and then followed as Hermione beckoned.
There were two seats in the middle of the room facing each other and standing a couple of metres apart. One was Hermione's normal Mistress throne and the other was of a similar style but smaller and less ornate. There was a piled up blanket on the floor between them which Ginny stepped around to reach the smaller seat which Hermione gestured toward.
Ginny waited patiently for her Mistress to seat herself before gingerly bending in her almost bondage-tight and very long skirt to take her seat. They sat facing each other for a few seconds, Hermione with an enormous grin on her face that Ginny knew would be bad for somebody. And it was usually Ginny.
"You can get up now slave. Sit up and face your Mistress."
Hermione's words confused Ginny. She was sitting up and facing Hermione! It was then that she saw the pile of rags on the floor move, which startled her. It was only Hermione's order to be silent that stopped her from making a noise as she covered her mouth with latex fingers.
"Hurry up you pathetic waste of space. I don't have time for you to sort through your slut rags!" Hermione barked as she kicked the pile.
Ginny watched as the confusing pile of rags resolved themselves to be a person who was now pushing off what looked like assorted items of clothing and sheets. Platinum blonde hair became quickly obvious followed by a completely naked girl! Ginny thought she recognised the hair, but it was hard to tell from behind especially as the girl was still struggling to remove all the material covering her. She couldn't help notice her breasts though, the occasional glimpse was tantalising.
"Now, slave. We need to talk. I want to understand what you want from your Mistress. What you need from your Mistress. I want to know your desires and your dreams so that you can be owned completely. Speak your deepest, dirtiest, most disgusting wishes, you pitiful slut, while you are lucky enough to have somebody's attention. Not that you deserve it."
Ginny was shocked by the way Hermione spoke to Luna. She had never spoken like that to her, Mistress Hermione had always been loving and kind to Ginny even when giving her a caning. If anything, Ginny thought, the more that Mistress Granger had punished Slave Ginny the more loving she had been. But Luna didn't seem to mind, she noticed. If anything she looked eager and seemed to be breathing very quickly. And it looked like she might have been touching herself through her skirts… Was this what Mistress Hermione had been referring to before when she had made Ginny use the toilet in her room?
"Yes Mistress, thank you for giving me even a second of your valuable time." Luna said softly, eyes down and looking only at Hermione's shoes. "I am not worthy of you, and am only worthy of being used as your toilet or to clean your boots with my tongue."
Hermione kicked one foot forwards, making Luna flinch as the tip of Hermione's boot flicked Luna's hand away from between her legs. "Don't make your punishment worse than it already is, slave. Now stop cringing and answer my question. What makes your slut-cunt drip? What do you dream of when your whore fingers are busy fucking your slut-hole?"
Luna blushed, and stammered a few times, trying to get her words out. "Mistress. I want to. I need to be used. I want somebody to want to use my body for their pleasure. To let me drink their piss, to swallow their spit, anything from them. To abuse me, to ignore me, to take what they want from me without asking. To be their possession, to be a toy for them. To be… wanted."
Tapping her foot on the floor, Hermione listened. "That's all very well, but it doesn't really answer my question. Scoot forwards on the floor towards me, spread your whore legs and grind your pussy on my boots. Feel the patent leather tip of my boots in your cunt and make them wet with your desire for me. Then tell me what you were thinking while you were surrounded by all those young men during the Tri-Wizard cup."
Moving quickly, Luna already had her crotch up against Hermione's boot leather even before her Mistress mentioned that earlier humiliating episode. The sense of humiliation filled her again, as fresh as if it was yesterday.
"Oh Mistress…" Luna groaned, as she ground her pussy against Hermione's boot. "At first I was just having fun. I hadn't planned… What happened. I went back with one of the boys who seemed really nice. He said he wanted to show me how Durmstrang celebrated, and he was really cute. I couldn't believe he was paying any attention to me at all. I just said yes and followed."
Luna's mind was now completely back in time and she relived her memories, her hands around Hermione's latex clad legs as she fucked the toe of those incredibly sexy boots. "When we got there, he showed me to the other boys, and they all seemed really happy to see me too. They were so nice to me, they said my dress was very pretty. One said my hair was lovely. Then we went to his room, and he sat down on the edge of the bed and then his voice changed… He ordered me to kneel down in front of him. I wasn't really thinking, I just did what he said. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me forwards, towards his… He asked me if I was ready."
Luna was silent for a few seconds, prompting Hermione to ask, "And then? What did you say, slut?"
"I didn't say anything, Mistress. I just nodded. He undid his trousers and pulled out his cock. I'd never seen one before, it was a bit scary. It flopped forwards in front of me, and he told me to kiss it. It looked so beautiful… I couldn't take my eyes from it. I licked my lips and kissed him on the tip of his cock. He said I was a good girl, and to keep going, so I kissed it again, and again, and then he pulled my head forwards further and told me to suck it. He pushed up against my lips, and then I… let him in. I wanted his cock in me so bad, I wanted to be used by him, to pleasure him with my body. I needed his cock inside me, so that I would exist only for him to use, nothing but a hole to fill. My hand went down between my legs, and I began to touch myself as he gently slid his penis in and out of my mouth, letting me taste a little of his pre-cum."
Luna's speech was punctuated by groaning and grunting as she kept up her thrusting, taking the dark leather tips of Hermione's shoes as far inside her as she could. She began panting as she continued. "It wasn't long after that I felt something touch my face, I opened my eyes and saw another cock! One of the others had joined us and was rubbing his even bigger cock along my cheek, so I, well, I stopped sucking the first cock and sucked his instead. I wasn't sure what to do with the first, so I started playing with it with my fingers instead, which he didn't seem to mind too much. Then there were more of them there, all standing around me with their hard cocks out and playing with themselves, all looking at me. I stopped touching myself, and took another cock in that hand, and then did my best to keep them all hard and happy as I took them in my mouth, one by one. One of them came quite quickly, he wasn't in my mouth for more than a few seconds when he suddenly spurted a load of cum into me, smearing all over my tongue as I licked him clean before swallowing it all. I heard one of them call me a slut, but they didn't stop using me. A few of them laughed at me, said I was a good find. My dress got pulled down at some point and they played with my breasts, groping me and pinching my nipples, sometimes quite hard but I didn't stop them. I felt somebody lifting my dress up and fingering me from behind as I took another load in my mouth, and then another boy came in my face. It was just so incredible, they all used me, not even talking to me, just mouthful after mouthful, faceful after faceful of cum. Sometimes they made me lick their fingers clean of my own cum before scraping their cum from my face into my mouth. Eventually they all finished and left, leaving me on the floor, covered in so much cum. I ate as much as I could, whilst I made myself orgasm so many times. Please may I cum Mistress? Please? I am so horny, I really need to cum!"
"Absolutely not. You filthy whore. What on earth made you think you would get to orgasm before your Mistress? Especially after telling me what a slut you are. Stop fucking my shoes, now. Hands behind your back, you didn't have permission to touch my legs either. I'm going to put this blindfold on you first, then a gag and some restraints, and then I have some news for you." Hermione sternly told Luna, her face hard, as she placed a wide, leather blindfold over Luna's head and fastened it.
Once Luna's vision was restricted, Mistress Hermione took the opportunity to smile at a still bemused and shocked Ginny, before laying down Luna, and then began to tie up her toilet slave. Ankle and thigh cuffs kept her legs restrained, before rolling Luna face down and then tying a long leather arm-binder to keep her hands and arms restrained. Leaving Luna face down on the floor and slightly wriggling, Hermione finally pushed a cock-gag into her mouth before informing Luna "You have disappointed me greatly Luna. You have made no effort to be a good slave for me, and I simply don't have the time or inclination to train you. You didn't even wear stockings today despite me ordering you yesterday. I require my slaves to be perfectly turned out at all times, and especially when I want to play with them. My slaves are to always wear..."
Hermione moved over to Ginny as she spoke, and began running her fingers up Ginny's leg as she continued, "soft, silk stockings that delight my eyes and fingers." Moving her hand to Ginny's thigh she said, "Pretty lace garter belt and suspenders to entice me to your body." Hermione's hands ran up Ginny's body, taking her pretty breasts in her palms as she looked straight into Ginny's eyes, "and a delightful dress which I can't wait to rip from you, something to drive me wild with desire, an outfit that gives me no choice but to tie you down and fuck you."
Ginny's mouth was open, her mind stunned and her body responding to Hermione's touch and her words. Their lips touched and they kissed passionately as Luna rolled around on the floor at their feet, Hermione's words filling her mind with despair. Their tongues touched, Hermione's hand groping Ginny's latex covered breast as they clinched. The moment finally subsided as Luna rolled over and bumped into Ginny's boot, distracting her from her Mistress and love.
Standing up again, Hermione turned to look at Luna before kicking her body over to face upwards. "Slave. Toilet. I will continue to own you for now, but I am delegating your training to another Mistress." Hermione placed her boot heel on Luna's body, digging in slightly so she would stop wriggling as much and pay attention. "You belong to her now as much as you belong to me. She is now responsible for you, to me. When you displease me, she will punish you, and then I will punish her. Then I imagine she will punish you again, twice as hard."
Luna squealed through her gag, terrified at this unknown person and being given away so suddenly. As if she was just a possession, something to be used and then tossed aside… She felt Hermione cleaning Luna's pussy wetness from her boots, running them up and down her chest, her spiked heels dragging across her nipples, making her shudder again as she almost climaxed once more. She squealed again into her gag, afraid and desperately horny and unable to escape.
"Do what you will with her, Mistress." Hermione smiled at Ginny, "Make her yours. I give you the power to control her orgasm as I have done. Use it to reward or punish her as you will."
With that last word, Mistress Hermione left the room. Ginny looked at the closing door, and then down at Luna. She flexed her fingers in her latex gloves, and grinned.
