Hermione, still unable to resist any orders, dropped to her knees in front of Cho. She only knew one way to worship, and that was how Bellatrix had taught her to show her subservience. Looking down all she could see were Cho's shoes, a very raunchy pair of black patent stilettos that were completely inappropriate for a nurse but just the thing for kissing. She subconsciously licked her lips in anticipation as the shiny leather came closer.
At the same time, Hermione's dominant side tried to resist worshipping at Cho's feet, but every time she attempted to pull away, the seams of her magical stockings and heels thrummed with power and forced her even further down, her head inexorably moving towards the floor and those shoes which Hermione's own Heels of Horniness kept picturing in her mind, showing her visions of how lovely they would be to lick, to suck, and to submit to.
Cho watched, beguiled, the crown of Hermione's head as it moved ever closer to her feet. The whole situation was like something out of one of her many vivid and delightful dreams, a frequent masturbatory aid. She carefully reached out a hand, not wanting to dispel the dream, then stroked Hermione's hair as her classmate went down on her shoes, completely submissive and passive and seemingly wanting to be her slave. It really was a dream come true.
Hermione finally reached the floor, Cho's shiny high heeled shoes now filling her vision, becoming her world. Her red lips parted, still painted a vixen red from seeing Bellatrix, tongue sliding to peek through as if it didn't want to miss out on the first kiss. Driven onwards by her magical lingerie, Hermione felt her arousal building again as she submitted to Cho, her breath now visible on the patent leather, and then, finally, her lips touched. It was like a lightning bolt through her, she couldn't believe how turned on she was at being forced against her will to worship this girl, this classmate of hers. She really hoped it was just the lingerie controlling her mind and not a sign that she would be spending more time in this position instead of standing above.
First Hermione kissed the toes of each shoe, before pausing briefly to whisper "Thank you Nurse Cho for allowing me to worship your shoes." Cho responded by lifting the toe of one shoe slightly, making it more accessible to Hermione, a clear indication of what she wanted. Opening her mouth further, Hermione took the smooth, hard and perfectly shined leather into her mouth. The whole pointed toe of one of Cho's shoes now in her mouth, she began sucking and bobbing her head up and down, her tongue playing along the sole as if it were the underside of the most delicious penis.
"Such a good, submissive, girl you are, Hermione. Keep sucking and licking my shoes, show me how much you want to be owned and fucked by me. Show me how much you want to be used." Cho spoke, her words driving into Hermione's mind as her erotic shoe penetrated her friend's mouth. "Now the other shoe."
Pulling away, a slight moan as Cho's toe emerged from her mouth, Hermione watched as Cho lowered one spit-shined shoe and raised the other. The longer this went on, the more difficult it would be to resist the conditioning, she knew. It was the same thing she had done to Ron, turning him from a tiny-penised straight boy into a cock-worshipping sissy boi desperate for his next load. Her pussy was so wet now, she could feel her arousal now between her kneeling legs, so much so that it was soaking into her own stockings.
As the next toe became available, Hermione went to work again. Her tongue circled the end of the shoe, tasting every tiny bit of the perfectly presented patent leather. "Don't stop Hermione, but don't forget there are two whole shoes there for you to worship. Let me give you something to work towards." Cho said, her own arousal now leaking too under her uniform.
Cho lifted her uniform skirt, peeling back inch after inch of tight rubber until her stocking tops were revealed. Hermione now saw out of the corner of her eye the long white latex stockings running up Cho's legs, topped by a blood red band of more latex with tight, metal clasps holding them in place. She was completely incapable of refusing Cho's orders to worship her shoes, but she knew even without hypnosis she would feel a driving passion to lick the whole length of those stockings, and to then investigate in between them. She had a slight glimpse of more red latex under the skirt, Cho's sacred place begging for pleasure from her.
As Hermione moved her tongue and lips to the side of the shoe, kissing along the patent material and feeling a submissive thrill every time her lips touched, Cho spoke from above, "I'm going to spit on my stockings, Hermione Granger. I'm going to get as much spit as I can on the stocking tops and allow it to slowly run down my latex covered legs until it finally hits my shoes. When it does you are ordered to lick up every drop of my spit, starting at my shoe and working your way up to my stocking tops. Then you will repeat that for the other leg, cleaning up my spit for me and licking my stockings clean. Do you understand, slut? I want to watch you taste and lick up my spit, so you understand your position at my feet."
Hermione paused briefly, removing her lips from the top of Cho's right shoe, just above her heels. "Yes Nurse Cho, I understand. I will lick up your delicious and generous gift of spit." Damn it, more submission again, she thought, realising her dominant and submissive sides were becoming confused the more she accepted. She had to get off her knees, and soon, she thought, as her lips eagerly parted and took Cho's heel between them. "This feels so incredibly good, I hope she will let me worship her again!", an errant thought ran through her mind.
Giggling nervously, desperately trying not to break character as the most dominant woman she could imagine, Cho clutched her breasts in her hands, squeezing them a little and holding them out of the way. She opened her mouth, building up a nice mouthful of saliva before allowing her drool to drip slowly out. Long strings of spit drooped down, carefully aimed at her stockings. She almost missed but in the last instant as the string broke she pushed her leg forward, simultaneously shoving her heel into Hermione's mouth. The ball of spit hit her squarely on the top of her stocking then began moving quickly down the latex.
Hermione squealed a little as the long, sharp heel poked unexpectedly into her mouth, the small stab of pain hitting her at the same time as she heard Cho's spit hitting rubber. It felt like the start of a powerful orgasm flooding through her, the twin thoughts of wanting more of this pain but also how much she wanted to inflict this feeling on others. Looking up she watched as the large ball of spit dripped slowly down the rubber of the stockings, leaving a delicate and delicious looking trail for her to follow back up. As she watched it flow she took more of Cho's stiletto heel in her mouth, rolling over on to her back to allow Cho to feed the full length of those incredible heels into her.
Cho's view of Hermione was unbeatable. Her full, naked but for lingerie, body was on show, from her high heel filled mouth down to her perky breasts, her recently used pussy down to her own stiletto heels. She had to take the opportunity while it presented itself and decided to indulge in yet another fantasy that she never thought she would be able to play out.
Holding onto the bench with one hand for balance, Cho slid her heel a few more times into Hermione's mouth, revelling in that eager tongue lapping up the side of her stilettos. She found it hard to believe Hermione had no oral experience with the way she was sucking. Pulling out the heel suddenly, Hermione was left sucking on thin air as Cho quickly lifted her foot up, scraped the heel a little roughly down Hermione's ecstatically writhing chest and then placed the sole down onto Hermione's breast.
Still following instructions, Hermione turned her head away from the incredible view up Cho's legs, instead focusing her attention on Cho's other shoe instead. Wriggling over a tiny bit, Hermione poked her tongue out again and began licking, tasting the slight tang of the leather that covered those metal cored heels. She was in absolute submissive heaven now, worshipping beautiful Cho's high heel as the other shoe gently pressed down on her and began to squash her breast. Hermione moaned loudly, lips remaining firmly attached as she kissed patent leather, Cho now dragging her heel once more over Hermione's breast, tantalising her with the brief touch of cold metal against her nipple before driving it down, twisting her heel into Hermione's exposed nipple.
Shrieking, Hermione couldn't believe she could feel such amazing pain in her breast as the metal stiletto dug into her incredibly hard and sensitive nipple. The pain drove her as close to the edge of a submissive orgasm as she could imagine, and then further, but her magical chastity kept her body in check and forced her to just keep riding and riding the edge of that pleasure and pain. Her lips, still firmly attached to Cho's other shoe, screamed her frustration into the warm material, her mind filled only with ecstatic agony.
Cho watched with amazement, she couldn't believe how much pain Hermione was taking without complaint. Having no idea that her order to keep quiet was preventing any pleading, she took Hermione Granger's silence to be implicit permission, and dug her stiletto heel into Hermione's other nipple as well. Hermione screamed again but never once stopped kissing and licking the sexy shoes in front of her, as explicit a consent as it was possible without words.
Watching the shoe that was currently grinding into Hermione's breast, Cho noticed that her spit had finally reached the leather. Knowing what comes next in her fantasy, which had so far played out far better than she could have imagined, made her stop twisting her heels into Hermione's nipples and placed the sole of her shoe back down on the floor. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did, Hermione, you dirty little pain slut. I can't wait to see how many more ways I can punish your body. Now, get up on your knees and start cleaning up my spit from my stockings."
Barely able to comprehend what Cho was saying through the fug of pain in her breasts, her body followed the magically reinforced order without waiting for her. Bracing against the bench, Hermione rolled herself over onto her front, gingerly avoiding squeezing her pained breasts against the cold surgical floor, then rolled back on to her knees. Pushing herself up further, Hermione found herself yet again on her knees in front of Cho, being made to worship her body once more.
Hermione had been long trained by Mistress Bellatrix and knew what was expected of her in this position. Being in an altered state of mind, completely submissive now to her classmate, she begged to be allowed to worship, just as she had been taught. "Please Nurse Cho may I worship your body, please may I lick up your spit, please may I clean your stockings and shoes, and beg to be allowed to swallow your gift of spit when I am done."
Cho, standing above Hermione's desperate face, began touching herself, stroking between her legs and feeling the wonderful latex, so tight over her special place. She had never shared it with anybody before, despite her dominant demeanor and sexual aggression. Tonight she would finally lose her virginity, and it was going to be with Hermione!
"You may proceed." Cho told Hermione, trying to keep an expression of power and strength on her face instead of the giddy and youthful excitement that kept threatening to overtake her. She watched Hermione bend her head, lips touching Cho's shoes and kissing the ball of spit, smearing it across her mouth. Then her tongue came out, licking up the foamy mess and removing any trace of saliva from the leather. Following the trail up Cho's leg, Hermione tasted lubricant and latex, a heady mix which summoned memories of Ginny being forced to do many of these same tasks.
Her tongue slid up Cho's stockinged feet, her ankle, her calf. Hermione spent some time there enjoying the stretch of the warm rubber against her face, taking an opportunity to lick up every last drop of spit. Then up the inside of Cho's knee, the bottom of her thigh and around to the front as the slick saliva trail traced its way back up. Her tongue slowed now, not wanting to stop her submissive worship, tasting more and more of Cho's spit, but eventually she reached the source of her oral pleasure, the tight, red latex stocking top. Cleaning it thoroughly with her tongue first, making sure to cover every last centimeter of rubber with her tongue and saliva, Hermione then began kissing around the top of Cho's long legs, never wanting this moment to end.
Ready to repeat the act, Cho was waiting impatiently with a mouthful of spit for her other stocking. The attention of Hermione's tongue and lips around the top of her legs was driving her wild though and she decided it was time for something more fun. "Open your whore mouth wide for me, slut, and then look up at me." She ordered.
Hermione obeyed immediately, facing up to watch Cho gathering up more spit. This time she was clearly not aiming for her own body, and instead kept eye contact while she let the long thin strands of saliva droop down until it finally snapped and flicked into Hermione's mouth. "I do love spitting in your mouth Hermione. Did you enjoy my gift?" Cho asked.
A nod and a happy smile from Hermione was the reply, her mouth still wide open, spit pooling on her tongue. Cho reached down and pushed Hermione's lips closed. "Swallow, enjoy the taste, my slave. Now at last, time to truly worship me. Tell me, Hermione, you little slut. What do you want to do now, with your face and those whore lips so close to me? How will you please me next? Tell me what you want."
"I… I want to kiss, lick, no, I want to…" Hermione's voice faltered as her submissive side threatened to take over for good. "I want to be naked!"
Cho, visibly surprised, was taken aback. "Well I had hoped you wanted something else. Are you sure that's all?"
Hermione looked up into Cho's eyes. "I want to get undressed and then go down on you and please you with my mouth until you cum for me, please Nurse Cho."
"That's better. Okay, get undressed if that will make you happy." Cho said, distracting herself briefly while adjusting herself in her underwear.
Hermione scrambled to get her stockings off, feet immediately kicking off her shoes before dragging her suspender belt and stockings off in one go. She threw the lingerie down on top of her shoes, then just breathed for a moment, feeling the submissive mist retreating from her mind. It was one thing enjoying Bellatrix playing with her with magically increased sensitivity and pleasure, but quite another almost losing yourself to somebody who didn't even know what they were doing to you.
"Now for that promise." A far more determined Hermione said, briefly glancing up at Cho's face, before reaching forwards and, suddenly aggressive, ripped Cho's latex panties off. What was revealed though instead of the wet pussy she was expecting to put her tongue in there was a thick and quickly hardening penis!
Hermione watched fascinated as Cho's cock, clearly real and living and firmly attached to Cho, continued to grow and stretch now that it was released from the confines of those tight rubber pants. A shocked glug was all Hermione could manage, staring as the phallus lifted it's head towards her, pointing meaningfully straight at her gaping mouth.
"I, um, I hope that's okay?" Cho asked, quietly, her voice suddenly shy and unsure. "You don't have to, I'm so sorry!" she continued, flailing and reaching down to cover herself with her hands and fumbling with her uniform, her face screwing up as if to begin to cry. It was all going wrong!
Cho's hands were pushed forcefully out of the way by Hermione. "I swear if you don't stop talking and put that delicious looking cock in me, and soon, I'm going to scream." She told Cho, firmly, before taking hold of her rigid phallus. "Now fuck my face like you mean it, bitch! You don't get to call me a whore and then not use me like one."
Looking down at Hermione, stunned, Cho didn't know what to do. Her fantasies had always stumbled at this point… "Okay Hermione, I'll, um. Yes I'll use you like a whore! If you don't mind?"
"Get some of that lube, put it on my breasts, then I'm going to suck on your hard little nipples while you fuck my tits. Then I'm going down on you, I want to feel the full length of your hard cock in my mouth and then you're going to bend me over and fuck me. You're going to fuck me hard and then fill my mouth with your cum, understand? You were desperate to dominate and use me earlier, so get on with it!"
Cho nodded mutely, unsure how to interpret this sudden shift in demeanor from Hermione's passive and submissive behaviour to this sexually aggressive and horny woman demanding satisfaction. She followed instructions, grabbing the bottle of lube from the side and drenching Hermione's wonderful and full breasts. Replacing the bottle, Cho watched fascinated as she smoothed the glistening liquid across the top of those big tits, large globs of it running down slowly before Cho's fingers reached them, squishing them across that perfect skin. She took hold of Hermione's wet breasts, feeling the weight and warmth as her thumbs stroked across those until now forbidden dark areolas, then brought her index finger into play too and began pinching those erotically slick nipples.
Hermione shuddered, Cho's strong fingers flicking and pinching her nipples hard, causing grunts of pleasure to come from deep within. Leaning forwards, Hermione took the first of Cho's nipples in her mouth as her hands grasped her own full breasts, squeezing them gently together. Swiftly covered in lube, Hermione's fingers now reached questingly downwards before wrapping themselves around Cho's thick, hard cock, the slick lube and expert hands making Cho moan as she her knees almost buckled in pleasure. Nearly losing hold of Cho's nipple, Hermione bit slightly, sucking hard to keep possession, making Cho shriek and squirm slightly before unconsciously thrusting her cock inside Hermione's grip.
Now with her breasts and Cho's cock completely covered in a gooey, wet mess, Hermione pressed her chest forward so Cho's cock stood erect between her large tits and then squeezed them together with her hands. Cho swayed again, her mind almost unable to comprehend what was happening to her body, her eyes watching unfocused as Hermione switched her mouth's attention to Cho's other breast and hard little nipple.
"Yes suck my tits, slut, and pleasure my cock with your breasts like a good little whore. I can't wait to let you taste me, to fill your mouth with my lust." Cho whispered, her eyes mostly closed as she fought to hold composure and not to fall over, balanced somewhat precariously as she was on her towering stilettos.
Hermione barely listened, her attention totally focussed on her face firmly pressed into Cho's small and firm breasts, tiny nipple so much smaller than Ginny's swirling across her tongue. She took as firm a grip as she could on her slick bosoms and squeezed Cho's cock between them before rocking back and forth, feeling that hard penis pushing in and out of the grip of her breasts. She wondered how long she could keep this up without Cho shooting her load over her face, Cho's panting breath and deep moans exposing how close she was. She let Cho's nipple slip from between her lips, tongue protruding all the way from her mouth as if unwilling to leave that delightful bud of ecstasy, then rapidly dropped further to her knees.
Cho's cock sprang out from between those glorious and glistening breasts, bringing Cho back to life just in time to see almost the whole length of her penis disappear into Hermione's greedy mouth. Hermione grunted as she felt the head of that thick erection hit the back of her throat, pushing hard to take as much as she could. Lingering submissive impulses made her desperately want to be completely consumed by this glorious cock, to exist only to be filled with Cho's wonderful and powerful flesh. Nuzzling her face between Cho's thighs, she pushed down hard until she couldn't breathe any longer, holding and holding before she finally had to relent, her head bobbing back up, allowing a couple of inches of throbbing cock back into the air. She then began a slow and rhythmic push and pull, lips gripping tightly around Cho as her tongue tasted copious pre-cum. Her hands wrapped around Cho's legs, holding herself steady against latex-covered thighs.
Cho took hold of Hermione's head, fingers running between her mousy hair and taking a firm grip, much like Hermione did when making Ginny service her. She began thrusting her hips in time with Hermione's own movements, making each stroke longer and deeper, pushing Hermione to take slightly more cock each time than she felt comfortable with, both enjoying the feelings of power and submission as Cho took Hermione's oral cherry.
"Fuck, yes, fuck, Hermione you fucking whore, you fucking cunt, take my cummmmmm!" Cho screamed, fingers gripping hard and making Hermione almost scream in pleasure and pain as Cho's cock forced itself even deeper than before, feeling like the cum in her was burning to get out until finally she exploded in ecstasy, one huge load shooting straight down Hermione's throat before Cho relaxed her grip and she was able to pull her head back far enough to take the rest of the orgasm in her mouth. Cho's cock pulsed, over and over, thickening each time before unloading yet another delicious glob of thick cum into Hermione, lips now even tighter around that enormous erection, sucking hard and determined not to lose a single drop.
Cho began fucking Hermione's face again, slower to start but gradually more desperate as she rode her orgasm as long as she could, screaming in pleasure until finally it was over. She stopped her thrusting, instead slowly and gingerly sliding her cock away from and out of Hermione. She could feel Hermione's desperate tongue and mouth, eagerly licking and still sucking, wanting every last tiny drop until finally Cho pulled out, a wet popping sound signalling the end of this round.
"Mmmmm." Hermione grinned, looking up at a slightly shell shocked young lady. Letting go of Cho's legs, Hermione reached down and lifted her breasts again, displaying them for Cho's post-orgasmic delight before letting her mouth fall carefully open and revealing the giant load of Cho's cum which barely fit inside Hermione's mouth. She poked her tongue out, showing Cho how much she was enjoying the taste and sensation of Cho's ecstasy in her. She winked naughtily at Cho, then closed her lips and her eyes and then gulped, once, hard, feeling Cho slide down her throat.
Cho's erection, which had begun to subside, swiftly stood firmly back to attention as she watched Hermione swallow her cum with such delight as they both ran their hands over their breasts. Hermione licked around her lips to make sure nothing had been lost before rising to her feet.
"You're not done with your cock yet Cho, I want that hard cock in my cunt, and I know you do too, but I will only let you if I can fuck you too."
Cho, arms raised ready to push Hermione down onto the bench, paused. She looked quizzically at Hermione, unsure what she meant. How could she also fuck Cho?
The seemingly obvious answer came quickly as Hermione lifted her wand from her clothes. "Accio strap-on!"
