The first hit was nothing more than a quick brush of a touch against her skin, but it startled her. Severus glanced up at her to see if she was fine and placed his hand on her lower back, gently running his hand up and down her back to calm her. He couldn't have her being flighty. Although flight he was a common action to a first time spanking it was something to watch for but also punishable. "How does this feel, Hermione?" He asked allowing his other hand gently caress her bottom.
Hermione licked her lips nervously and thought very carefully on how she was going to respond. It wasn't bad just a bit startling she had an expected him to start so quickly. But she didn't want him to worry, she could handle anything he could dish out. "Okay... " She said softly relaxing on his lap. Maybe this was just how he was going to spank her softly until she got used to it? If that was the case she was really going to have a hard time enjoying this... She thought.
Severus was going to wait before proceeding to deliver a routine spanking, but her "okay" triggered his twitchy palm to start earlier. Just okay... He thought. No, that was unacceptable and was never going to come out of her mouth again. His slender hand came down hard on her behind firmly and followed by a set of alternating hits, awakening a deep ache in Hermione.
The young woman clenched her teeth in attempt to prevent herself from crying out but he got the best of her. She couldn't help herself from crying out in the break of pain and wiggling to get away from his grasp. It wasn't that it was terribly painful but just quickly done. All the more it still remained enjoyable and she didn't want him to stop.
However, Severus did stop, grabbing her slightly pink ass admiring the lovely shade it had turned as he adjusted his grip on her waist. If she was only turning a light shade of pink now, then he knew he had a way to go before the spanking became unbearable. "Don't move away from me. When you do that it makes me want to punish you even more... " He warned.
Hermione not it quickly licking her lips and clamping her thighs closed tightly as she felt herself become considerably wet. "Yes, Sir. " She whispered and that her bottom lip has he soothed the light sting on her bottom. She wasn't really trying to get away, but she didn't want to tell him that, she didn't know what to tell him.
In fact she was rather enjoying herself and although there was pain she was actually finding the pleasure in at all. God you really are some wacko, she told herself and when the dull ache was gone from between her legs she really wish Severus would start again. "More... " She asked weakly, slightly embarrassed to ask him and let him know that she was enjoying herself.
"What? "
Either he was hearing something or Hermione was already planning the pleasure and what he wanted to show her. If she like this just maybe he could try to persuade her to give nipple clamps a fair go. Hermione was just full of little surprises wasn't she, he grinned.
Swallowing hard on the not forming in her throat, Hermione turned her head so that the professor could hear her better and asked again. "Will you please spank me some more, Sir? "
Severus smiled. It would be his pleasure to show her just how much more he could really give her. "Do you like this Hermione? Do you enjoy having me spank you?" He asked and spanked her roughly, enjoying how she threw back her head.
"Yes, Sir. " Hermione whispered. Her whole body felt as if it was on fire and tremble in response to the pleasure-pain roaring inside her. When she had thought about being spanked, she believed it would hurt and make her cry but this... No this was so much different from what she had imagined.
"How much do you like it, Hermione?" He asked her, bitting his lip as he felt the heat rising from her reddening bottom.
"A lot, Sir. " She panted shifting her hips back to show him that she wanted more. That caused Severus' pants to become noticeably tight.
"A lot, huh?" Severus asked and slapped the top of the back of her thighs causing her legs to part and her whole body to jump as well.
The small whimper that left her lips made Severus grin like a madman. She really was enjoying this. He thought taking a deep breath to calm his nerves when a musky aroma caught his nose's attention. Dear Merlin, help me... He thought as his hand curiously slipped between her. He couldn't believe how damp the lace underwear she was wearing still had become, and realized that the lube on his side table would probably not be need. Then a thought came to his wicked mind, and without asking, his hand came straight down on her aching sex.
"Severus! "
Hermione gasped closing her legs around his hand as a new wave of pleasure washed over her. Holy cricket! That felt amazing... She thought wiggling her hips slightly as her jaw went lax and trembled. She really wanted to bite something.
"Stop fucking my hand, Hermione. We will get to that soon enough. " Severus stated family but with a proud smile. Hermione likes it rough, really rough. He was very pleased to find that out because so did he.
Hermione frowned loosening her legs so that Severus could move his hand and couldn't suppress the urge to raise her hips eagerly. Did all pain really feel this good or was it just how Severus delivered she wondered? She'd save the question for later not wanting to delay Severus from completing his tasks he had in place for tonight.
"Straddle my lap... "
Hermione moved quickly into place as Severus wanted her to. She lifted her hands up and lowered them behind Severus' head as he fondly fondled her bottom. Severus didn't know what he liked more, spanking is submissive's or how the flesh felt afterwards.
"I think we should train more on spanking for now, and eventually add it to your requirement list... " He informed her.
She giggled, nodding her head as her hips moved against the erection she felt beneath her. Oh god... If there was a god, please let tonight be the night... She prayed.
"Stop that. " Severus ordered spanking her harder than before causing all her movements to stop.
"You handled yourself very well tonight, and I am very proud of you. You seem to have a real knack for making me extremely pleased... " He continued to praise now moving his hands up her back to draw lazy circles on the warm exposed skin.
Then he rewarded her by kissing her. Hermione felt like liquid fire spelt from his lips as soon as the touched her lighting her whole being on fire, curling her toes as she leaned forward pressing against him. She was high... Drunk... Seriously intoxicated by his affection and attention. She was soaring so high, that she ever wondered if she would come down, or come down and be her normal self. He was really talented at kissing for someone who didn't like to do so... She added lacing her fingers as best she could in his hair. Her finger stop however when Severus stood up taking her with him.
Hermione locked her legs around Severus' waist as he turned to face the bed and stepped up to the bench. He then very carefully kneeled on to the bed and lowered her down over his pillows. He part of his lips from hers and took a slow glance down her body focusing on her breasts. His dark eyes widen as he took in the beauty before him realizing he had he saw a more perfect being. "Hands above your head. "
She followed his orders quickly, and watched him clip her arms above her head to a hook hidden on his wall, and then gasped when he moved down and peeled her underwear off of her, displaying her completely for his viewing. What on earth had he done to deserve something like this? She was stunning, youthful, and an intelligent witch who could have her fair pick of men. Yet here she was, tied up, spread out, and willingly here with him.
What had started Severus down this path for dominance, inflicting pain to others and being massively in control of a safe situation? That was a long and painful story in itself, one Severus never wanted to speak of and help Hermione wouldn't ask him. However he knew better than to hope this, because the young witch would end up asking him anyway about it. When the time came, he wanted to be able to open up to her and be honest with her, but it was still going to be hard to topic for him to even think of so he wasn't sure if he could do it.
When he had discovered this side of sexuality, he had been a committed member of Voldemort's following and was one of the few original Death Eaters. When he had joined the following he had experienced horrible cruelty from his father which resulted in him running away. He also had no hope that someone at school and help him because they never helped him when people were bullying him. He was young and alone and only wanted to belong.
He had befriended an older man who went to school with him a long time ago, graduating only when Severus was in his fist year. The man kept a close eye on him knowing that people were constantly picking on him for being different and intelligent. This man was nor other than the ever graceful and elegant head of Malfoy Manor, Lucius. When he befriended Voldemort but he turned to Severus and asked him to join as well, telling the young wizard that it would be the family he'd always wanted.
However the family Severus always wanted was going to come with a price. The price of blood killing people for sport as initiation and later to prove your would never forget the first person he had ever killed.
Severus didn't know his name. He didn't know his status in the wizarding world, but he would always remember the look on his face when he took his life. He thought with time the look would fade and his mind but it never did. It was permanently there and he saw every time he prove his loyalty to the Dark Lord.
Among some of the activities to prove your loyalty to the Dark Lord was an act of rape to female Muggle-borns. The members of the following were male, and every so often would be required to go out and find a Muggle born woman to bring back to their secret hideout. Once they had returned with said woman a brutal raping would occur most time leaving these women dead. This was not Severus' idea of a good time with the said family he wanted.
Severus would never say a word to upset the Dark Lord nor his fellow followers and obeyed his every word. Though sometimes the scenes were so brutal disturbing and horrifying that Severus couldn't actually keep an erection. Most times he was asked to simply kill the woman he brought and stand back and watch others. In fact it happened every single time except once.
He had gone to the three broomsticks and found a willing lady. She was kind and gentle and he didn't understand why she wanted to go with him. Severus knew he's was not attractive and she clearly was, but nonetheless he took her. All she wanted to do was talk but knowing he would kill her later that evening he didn't say a word to her. He never wanted to make an actual connection with any of the people he murdered.
When he brought her into the room, she looked around slightly confused. She saw the other men there with their women and turned to him to ask what was going on. However before she can ask him the Dark Lord entered the room and initiated the start of the night affairs. When she heard what was going to happen she turned to Severus in and smiled. "Don't go easy on me, I like it rough. " She whispered to him, startling him.
How he really heard her just say that? Or was it his imagination? Whatever it was, led him to his first initiation raping with the following, but also to a life of BDSM.
Severus never thought someone would enjoy doing something so painful and terrifying to someone else but this woman seem to get off on it. She begged him when he did his hardest to do harder. She moaned for him to do his worst when he thought he was doing his worst. She opened his eyes to a new life. A night that showed him pain could be enjoyable.
Although the woman later died she had changed his life he was only 17 causing him to seek out more women like her. This eventually led him to seeking a personal trainer or mentor. Gauss McArthur.
Gauss McArthur was a Muggle gentleman from Surrey that was particularly well-known in the BDSM scene in London. When Severus asked him to help and guide him he was none other than pleased to be asked to train a young apprentice. Although Severus wasn't one two meddle with Muggles, he found the older man's presence enjoyable. Becoming sort of like a father figure for Severus to look up to.
He learned that in the Muggle world BDSM was a popular fetish that was frowned upon in public but more than welcome behind closed doors. The public didn't understand the relationship between two or more adults consenting to being physically, mentally, or sexual abused for sexual arousal. Though some dip their feet in the puddle, majority of the people in the scene were older and had years of experience. The older man gave Severus things to read, took him to events in the Muggle world, and help him learn the important roles a dominant needed to know. This is all well and good, but it didn't teach him how to control his disciplining toward a willing submissive.
Severus was always afraid that would actually hurt a Muggle female in and be trapped or sought out by the following. He was always angry and didn't know how that would affect his temperament when in a scene. He expressed his worry to his mentor and surprisingly his mentor didn't see his worry as something silly. In fact the man in thanked and praised Severus for telling him his worry and troubles and said he would find a way to help him learn how himself.
Severus never thought that day would come. In the wizarding in world he was out of control. He was afraid it would leak into his secret identity in the Muggle world. Then one day it happened.
His mentor invited him over to this flat to meet Olivia, a woman he had seen quite frequently. She was Gauss' submissive and when she heard of Severus' problem she volunteered to help with Severus' training session. In a few short sessions Severus was taught the etiquette of choking, gagging, spanking, and whipping a submissive. The stages and the warning signs that a submissive was on the edge, and so much more. Olivia was the first girl Severus ever truly cared about and never wanted to hurt.
After learning how to treat a woman, earn her respect, and trust just long enough to play with her Severus started on his own. Although Gauss wasn't pleased that Severus just wanted to find someone for the night instead of living an active life with a long-term sub missive they parted ways pleasantly. Severus wondered what ever happened to his mentor and if he was even still alive, the man had to be in his 50s by now. The last time he had seen him the older man was leaving for the Americas with Olivia. They had lost contact through the years but Severus still wish that they were living their lives happily.
Hermione purred like a kitten bringing Severus back to the present moment. What would old Gauss think of him know, with a woman about to become his wife but who was also his submissive?
He would smile and try to cash in on the bet he had placed with Severus a long time ago. That old dog. . .
Severus worked his mouth down her neck and toward her chest and trailing his tongue through the valley of her breast.
Hermione could feel her self becoming self-conscious again as Severus worked his way down her body. When he breast, she bit her lip wondering if her really liked how she looked. She knew he liked her bottom but that was probably due to his obsession with spanking and she didn't really mind that. She just worried that she was not everything Severus could want.
A gasp slip from her lips she arched up, clawing at the rope binding her hands together, feeling Severus' warm moist tongue circle her budding nipple and then his teeth gently pulling on it. She closed her legs and attempt to see the eight thundering through her body startled by how pleasant Severus could make her feel. But then Severus part of her legs roughly, "Don't make me bind your legs as well, young lady." He growled.
She blushed, looking at him and watched him kiss her abdomen and moved to the side nipping at her sensitive skin. Oh god. . .
Severus watched her eyes flutter before moving lower. "You are a dirty girl, Hermione Granger. I do believe you are desperate for me to fuck you... " He said against her skin, continuing to keep his promise that he was going to kiss her entire body.
He sat up watching her wiggle and twist as he worked down her legs and then back up her body to retrieve the blindfold he had pulled out earlier. Hermione was drench, she would feel her wetness dripping down on to the sheets, as well as smell the sweet scent in the air. At least that was all she could feel and smell, now that he blind folded her.
"You have pleased me so much tonight Miss. Granger I want to reward you with something else, and on Monday you will return and we will do this all over again. Do I make myself clear?" He asked her.
"Yes, Sir... " Hermione whimpered breathing heavily as she felt his fingers drag slowly along her inner thighs. She didn't know what he was going to due to her but she was ready for it. More than ready.
Then she felt his hair on her belly again tickling her as his head moved down. She could feel the bed shift and then her legs went over his shoulders. No... No he wasn't...
However yes he was, his tongue proved to her that he was going to do whatever he felt like doing to her and her body felt like it was shooting lightning through her fingers with the first initial strokes of his tongue. Finally... She thought.
She could work with this, and be pleased with just this if that was what he wanted. Hermione could feel her mind slipping away with each swipe of his tongue, or suck from the well-trained lips, if this was what life with Severus was going to be like for the rest of her life, she was more than ready to sign that dotted line. That wasn't just her lust talking either. There was something forming in her heart for Severus and even though it scared her to think this she knew it wasn't something she could hide from.
She was falling unmistakably in love with Severus Snape.
••
Hermione tingled in places she didn't know she could tingle in the following Monday, as she walked down the hallway. Severus didn't touch her the rest of the weekend, asking her to catch up on her school work. There were many things Hermione liked about him, and one of them was that Severus valued intelligence as much as she.
Of course, she did just that. She spent her whole weekend in the library doing class work and homework. While she was doing her work, she had a run in with Draco, and when he saw that she was working, he offered his notes to her. It was still culture shock that Draco Malfoy was helping her instead of belittling her. It would take time for her to get use to it. That and the Slytherin girls taking her in like she was one of them. However in their eyes she was. . .
It was Monday, and her friends had yet to say a word to her or even look her way. She thought they would get over it and move on with themselves but they hadn't. In fact they were oddly... Quiet. She stopped. Quiet with those boys was never good, she thought.
It was then they walked out of the Great Hall, as if on cue. She frowned.
Follow them...
She carefully paced herself behind them so that they would suspected her to be following them. She could hear a little of their conversation, but only a little. It was forbidden to use spells other than one that they had learned in class, and Hermione was all for rules. But she needed to know...
She needed to know that they were alright. That they weren't struggling with class, or just... God she wanted to talk to her friends. She pulled your wand out, "Audire... " She whispered pointing her wand to the two boys.
"-don't worry about it. It's already in the works. " Ron told Harry with a scoff.
"How can you tell me not to worry?! You are taking a huge risk. If Hermione finds out" Harry started catching Hermione's attention.
"Don't you see? She has to be under a spell! Otherwise she wouldn't be doing this!" Ron argued making Hermione roll her eyes. This miserable dope...
"My father said that he asked the Minister to check my petition. Apparently it caught on fire, so dad was smart to make a copy. I should know by the end of the week if the contract is annul, we will have a court hearing and most likely Hermione will be told she has to marry me. " Ron said matter of fact.
"I don't know about that... Hermione is almost a legal adult in our world and in the Muggle world-" Harry pointed out.
"That doesn't matter! She's going to be my wife, the Minister even said he had a weird feeling about them. " Ron said shaking his head. "Whose side are you on anyway?!"
Hermione pulled away from hearing them, and stopped in the hall as they turned a corner going to their class. No, she thought this was dropped... There was no way Ron could force her to marry him. She didn't want to marry him why could he accept that? She would have to write to Severus and hope this was all false.
However what if this was all smoke on a screen, and she told him... He might think this was silly. He might-
"Miss. Granger. "
She whirled around and saw him standing behind her, her chest tighten just looking at him, and she gave him a weak smile until she noticed the frown on his face. "We are leaving. " He informed her taking her hand.
"Wait what?"
"I have a few friends in the Ministry that told me the Minister is wanting to void our contract. I have already notified your parents. They expect our arrival in the next hour. " Severus said walking into the nearest classroom.
Severus knew? Oh Gods! It was true then! She didn't want to marry Ron! Why did he have to make this so difficult. Wait... Severus said that they were going to see her parents... "Severus why are we going to see my parents?"
"Hermione... We are getting married. Today. "