A Mistress and Her Good Boy Part II

Draco was at his best, naked and on all fours at her feet, sporting nothing but the thick, black collar around his neck and the matching obsidian anal plug between his upturned ass cheeks. She admired her pet as she circled him from above, heading her command to remain still as she gazed over his strong backside and the roundness of his tight, reddened bum. The things that she wanted to do to him in that moment, remembering the things they had done together in pleasure, made her slick between the legs as she ate him up.

Holding a riding crop between her fingers, Hermione let the flat end lazily tap against the protruding anal plug, watching as her ferret tensed, ready for his mistress's next strike. She smiled, running the tip of the crop up to softly run across his spine. She could see him shudder under the touch, knowing that he was finding the touch of the whip to his pleasure. That's when she struck.

With perfect aim, her crop landed right across her ferret's burning left cheek, his ass muscles clutching together as he held back a moan, relaxing a bit when she did not immediately strike again. She waited for a few seconds and then struck him again, this time on the right, hearing a small grunt leave his lips.

Hermione leaned forward and grabbed a handful of his scorching skin, squeezing it as she admired her work, feeling her pet stiffen under her touch as she imagined the pain that her grip was causing him. She felt herself getting wetter between her thighs, moaning as she rubbed her legs together. Her deft fingers found the cold metal of the angle plug buried in her pet's ass and moved it around experimentally as her other hand dipped between her thighs, her tongue coming out to wet her lips as her pet made delicious mewling sounds. She wondered how hard he was just now as she stroked them both.

She leaned down and gave her pet a kiss along his backside, giving him a firm squeeze between her fingers before she gave her next order. "Present."

Like the good boy that he was, Draco turned over to sit on his bum, wincing slightly as his raw skin came into contact with the cold, hard floor, but then the coolness began to sink into his skin and it felt marvelous. He then let his thighs spread, opening himself up to his mistress so she could see his partially erect penis as it hung between his legs.

Draco's throat dried when his mistress got to her knees, her eyes looking over him with what he hoped was pleasure and lust and nearly gasped out loud when she took his hardening cock into her hands. His hips flared upwards as she stroked him, her thumb swirling the precum leaking from the top of his head and he whimpered, his skin tingling with anticipation as she jerked him off with a few pumps of her hot fist wrapped around him.

Draco stared with hooded eyes straight ahead, his mistress's naked breasts bouncing beautifully along her chests as her hand pumped him into madness. He could look his fill, but never touch without her permission and he found himself whimpering for it. His hands ached to feel her soft curves and soft flesh in his hands while she made him feel this good. She was his greatest weakness and his best seduction all in one. For now, he had to make do with mapping every curve and committing to memory every inch of her skin as he took her in with his lustful gaze.

Hermione was pleased that her pet found her body just as arousing as she found his, feeling her nipples tighten deliciously under his gaze. She brought her other hand up to squeeze them between her fingertips and watched as Draco swallowed heavily as his eyes dilated, swallowing any flash of gray that had been left as she worked on him.

"Ferret loves it when his Mistress's touches him," Hermione purred, squeezing a little harder as she ran her fist upwards towards his weeping tip. "Mistress is pleased with her pet's cock today."

Draco panted, practicing the technique Mistress had taught him to stave off his orgasm by inhaling slowly through his mouth and slowly exhaling through his lips, but it seemed that his mistress had other ideas when she also began to massage his aching scrotum with her other hand, causing Draco to choke on a gasp as his eyes rolled back into his head. He could feel his body jerking chaotically around her hands and he was afraid that he would be able to keep from falling over the edge if his mistress meant to torture him like this for much longer.

Sensing her pet's impending orgasm, Hermione moved to settle over him, straddling his hips with her knees and brought his swollen tip to her wet entrance. She moved the tip of his penis between the folds, making sure that he was indeed wet enough for him to slide through her slickness. Satisfied, she slowly lowered herself over him, letting a wanton moan slip from her as she felt every inch of him caress her fluttering walls.

Draco hips jerked underneath his mistress as she took him in slowly, tortuously slow, his body trembling in agony as her hot pussy swallowed him whole. He held his breath, trying anything not to fly off the handle like a prepubescent boy underneath his mistress's nakedness, as he felt her walls squeeze in just the right way around his painfully hard dick inside of her. He hoped that his mistress would not make him wait much longer, he did not want to disappoint her. Ever.

Hermione hummed appreciatively as she leaned forward and rolled her hips once clockwise and then twice more in counter clockwise motion finding the right fit before she set a steady pace of pumping Draco's cock in and out of her. Her pet laid dutifully below her, letting his mistress fuck him above as her tantalizing breasts dangled inches from his panting mouth.

"Mistress loves the feel of her pet's cock inside of her," she moaned, her hands smoothing up his hard chest, feeling his own nipples harden under her palms. "It feels good to have him inside of her."

Hermione closed her eyes tightly as she felt the burning below her navel, her own climax hurdling towards her as she bounced her hips against her pets. She needed more stimulation, something to help her find the edge she was desperately searching for.

"Touch me, pet," Draco heard his mistress moan, tilting her hips in just the right angle so that his cock hit her g-spot every time. "Touch your Mistress."

Draco didn't hesitate, both of his hands darting up from either side of him and grabbing her two breasts, feeling his body shudder as they weight settled into his hand. He took turns massaging their pliant flesh and teasing the swollen nipples that poked at his palms, his mouth watering for just a taste.

He looked up at his mistress and smiled, she had said touch, but hadn't limited him to how he could touch her. Leaning forward, Draco wrapped his lips around his mistresses left breast, sucking her nipple into his mouth as a moan left her lips and into his ear, sending pleasurable shock waves straight down to his groin.

"Naughty boy," his mistress chuckled into his ear, bringing her tongue out to lick at his lobe before taking it into his mouth. Draco shuddered beneath her before letting a whimper slip through his lips. He was going to explode if his mistress didn't let him cum right this second.

"Is Mistress's pet ready to cum?" Hermione asked, seeing the stress that lined his face and shoulder, her heart softening for him as she watched him struggle to keep his orgasm at bay for her. He was such a good boy.

"Y-yes Mistress," her pet stuttered. "Ferret is ready to cum on his mistress's command."

Leaning against him to force her pet back onto the floor, Hermione lowered herself to his ear.

"Cum, pet," she said and felt him yell out his orgasm, his body shaking tremendously beneath her as she sought at her own release with her hand buried between her thighs. Draco was coming out of his high when his mistress tumbled over the edge around him. They laid there for a moment, sharing the same air and enjoying the aftershocks of their pleasure.

"Good boy," Hermione hummed as she brushed small kisses along her pet's broad chest. "Rest up, my pet," she added. "Your mistress still have a few things to do this delicious body."

Draco smiled affectionately at his mistress as his eyes started to drift shut, loving the feel of her warm and soft body pressed against his. He would rest like his mistress commanded him so that he could be the best boy when he was woken up and the game started all over again.

END.