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Hermione's cheeks burned a little at this and her eyes flickered downward. "Master, please, I-"
"Oh, so you don't want your gift anymore, pet? After all the begging that you did? Perhaps we should just return it then..." Draco threatened, turning around and tugging on her chain.
"No, Master, I-I didn't mean it like that," Hermione stammered. "I like my gift, Master, but-"
Draco whirled around and cut her off, growing impatient and angry with her now. "But what? First, you question me, and now, you are trying to beg your way out of being punished. I am displeased and yet you still decide to push things further," he growled out, stepping dangerously close to her but pulling her chain taut so she couldn't back away. "You disappoint me."
His words broke Hermione's heart a little. She had wanted so hard only to please him and make him proud, and now she had done just the opposite of that. "M-master..."
"Enough. Let's go," Draco spat out curtly. They Apparated to Malfoy Manor.
When they arrived, Hermione fell over.
"P-please, forgive m-me, Master, but I-I have to c-come," she pleaded.
Draco had completely forgotten about the vibrator still at work inside her throughout their argument. But he was still very angry at her. "No, you cannot come. You only come when I tell you to and if you do it before then," he tugged harshly on her chain, choking her a bit and effectively forcing her to sit up. "Well, let's just say I won't be as lenient as I was with your first punishment. Now let's go."
Hermione scrambled to keep up with him as they made their way through the mansion. Draco's parents were rarely home anyway; his father was constantly away for business matters, and his mother was out shopping. When they got to Draco's private quarters, he ordered her to wait at the foot of his king-sized bed while he took care of some business in his study. She was still nervous, and the vibrator was not helping her situation one bit.
Draco returned after a few minutes, his anger still simmering down. Taking the gift a bit roughly from her hands, he set it aside on the ottoman. "Give me your wand," he ordered, not looking at her eyes. She immediately complied, gently placing her wand in his waiting palm. It disappeared on contact, only to be given back to her when Draco had dismissed her.
Draco had moved away from her to open her gift. The gleaming sets of clamps and chains were what caught Hermione's eyes, but Draco had pulled out the silky blindfold instead. He waved his hand over it, and a new word appeared in silver embroidering against the black backdrop. Hermione saw it spelled out 'Pet' before Draco turned her around and the world was enveloped in darkness.
She knew not where her Master was until she heard a rustle coming from her left, and she whipped her head around instinctively, trying to figure out what he was doing.
"No, no, pet," came his voice, and the next moment she felt a gentle hand turning her chin forward. Draco muttered a word, and her clothes vanished, leaving Hermione in nothing but her silk black bra and panties. Draco's thumb brushed over her lips, and Hermione's tongue darted out to taste him before sliding back inside and turning her face away shyly, muttering a soft 'sorry, Master.'
He chuckled softly, delicately cupping her chin again to turn her face towards him and placing a kiss on her forehead. "That was naughty of you, pet, licking my thumb like that. You like my taste, don't you, pet? Turn you on, doesn't it? Let's see how wet you are for me," Draco slid his hand down to her panties, cupping her cunt lightly through the thin material, which was already soaked from the vibrator.
"Mmmm... My little girl's already soaking," he remarked. "Let's see if we can make you even more turned on."
Leaving her standing there, he came back with her silver pair of manacles, inlaid with tiny sapphires. Locking them onto her wrists, he then secured it to the awaiting chain that appeared above her head and allowed it to tighten until her toes were barely able to touch the ground.
Then he disappeared. There was a slight rustle of air behind her, and then a sharp, stinging pain seared across her bottom. Hermione gasped in shock and pain. Another sharp whack was delivered to her other cheek, and another one after that. Hermione's body instinctively lurched forward in a futile attempt to escape the blows. Draco had changed his position so that he was now whipping her front, marking her creamy, unblemished skin with welting, red stripes.
Draco landed three whips directly across her quim in a row, and Hermione cried out loudly by the last one.
"Oh, that won't do," Draco murmured, setting down the whip and retrieving the transforming gag. Willing it to turn into a ball gag, he held it against her mouth. "Open up, pet," he chided.
"But why?" Hermione managed to ask before he placed it in her mouth and walked round to the back to secure the straps.
"Still curious, I see, pet. Even after I told you not to question me," Draco tutted. "Don't worry. Just can't have you screaming out like that. It's bad practice."
"Now," he said. "Let's remove the rest of this, shall we?" Draco Vanished the rest of her clothing, leaving her completely exposed to him. Her quim was soft and smooth. She had shaved it that morning, with him siting right in front of her, watching. Her breasts pebbled from the sudden blast of cool air. He sharply flicked one and gave a pinch to the other, smirking when she gasped and whimpered in pain through the gag. She was already so sensitive; he wondered how she would fare when she was wearing the rest of her new gift.
Picking up the whip, he placed a few more stripes both on her front and back before pausing and picking up the pair of clamps for her breasts. Hermione heard the soft clink of the silver chains and her body immediately tensed up. Her eyes were moving around frantically yet fruitlessly as she tried to figure out where her Master was.
Then she felt his warm breath along her neck and his fingers tantalizingly crawling up from her right thigh to the soft skin below her breasts. His left hand reached down and gently cupped her aching cunt, and she felt his trousers press up against her numb bottom.
"Look at this, pet, you're practically dripping, " Draco murmured into her ear. He lightly grazed his thumb over her vibrating nub, eliciting a soft whimper, and her body involuntarily moved backwards only to be pressed more against her Master. "Let's relieve you a bit from your misery."
He gently slid out her vibrator, sticky with her arousal, and placed it aside. He then quickly clipped both clamps onto her breasts. Hermione's squeal was muffled by the gag. It was her first time that she had ever worn clamps before and had hoped that Draco would ease her into things. The pain was exquisite, and the weighted chain was not helping.
After a few moments, she began to become accustomed to the pain, and her breathing slowed. At this, Draco smiled proudly and clasped his hands in front of her body, pulling her closer.
"See, that wasn't so bad, now was it, pet?" he chided, placing kisses along the insides of her arms. She shook her head, and he tilted her head backwards to place a kiss on top of both her eyes through the blindfold. Releasing her, he quietly strode over and retrieved the last clamp. He wanted the pain to again come as a surprise, so he flicked his hand and created a small shuffling noise behind her, and her head snapped around to try and find the noise.
Seizing his chance, he clipped the last clamp directly on her quim and her scream, though muffled, was noticeably louder this time. She swayed on her feet, her Master no longer there to support her this time. When she began to calm down, he knelt down and clipped all three chains together, giving it a small, sharp tug, and making her whimper again. He kissed her stomach then, loving the feel of her soft, smooth skin.
He stood up, releasing her from the suspended chain on the ceiling, and led her around his bed, then unceremoniously shoving her on top of it. She screamed out in pain as the clamps were dragged along the bedspread.
"Lie down in the center, pet," Draco ordered.
She crawled almost agonizingly to the middle and lay down. Immediately, her silver manacles separated and grew so that Hermione was now chained to the bed posts. Draco locked silver chains around her ankles too. He then disrobed. She heard the soft rustle of cloth against skin and the whispers as it fell to the floor.
The bed dipped down, and then his tongue was inside of her folds, lapping up her juices. He tugged at the conjoining chain, making Hermione whimper and try to push her cunt more into Draco's mouth, which was difficult due to her restraints. As he licked more, she felt herself growing closer and closer, until at the very last moment, he pulled out of her, circling her cunt with his thumb.
She cried out at her denial, trying desperately to rub up against his thumb.
"Eager, little slut, aren't you?" Draco crooned down at her. She nodded her head, and Draco leant down and began ravishing her breasts, neatly avoiding the sharp clamps. She arched her back upwards to attain more attention, but received a sharp tug on her chains instead. Once again, her pleasure was building until she could no longer hold it back any longer and whimpered in need.
"Alright, come for me, pet," Draco smiled knowingly.
Hermione willed herself to come, but it was as if she physically couldn't. She tried again and again, and finally whimpered in frustration.
Draco chuckled. "Don't you know, pet? All clamps magically restrict the wearer's ability to come. And only the Master can remove the clamps."
He waved his hand over her body, and the clamps started vibrating, causing Hermione to be repeatedly brought to the edge only to be stopped by the barrier. He smirked down at her trembling and whimpering form, and plunged his stiff member right into her quim. She screamed out in shock, and he began to form a steady rhythm. Right when she felt as if she could go no further, Draco came inside of her and pulled out.
Hermione was literally crying now, begging for him to give her release through the gag. He transformed the ball gag into an 'O' shaped gag, which stretched her mouth wider and allowed him to place his member inside. He positioned himself at her mouth. "Lick me off, and I'll let you come."
She willingly obliged. He slid easily inside, and she swirled her tongue around, feeling everything before sucking hard. He increased the intensity on her clamps, so now her entire body was vibrating violently. He finally came again inside her mouth. He turned all her clamps icy cold, at which she let out an ear-piercing shriek, and then Draco ripped off all three clamps. She came violently, her back arching upwards, before returning back down to the bed, chest heaving.
He untied her ankles and wrists, then removed the gag before leaning down to kiss her pink lips thoroughly, leaving her breathless. He removed her blindfold, and she glanced up at him.
"Master?" Hermione asked tentatively.
"Shhh, rest, pet."
"I... Thank you, Master, " she looked away to the side.
Draco delicately turned her chin upwards to him. "Hey, I'm proud of you. You've been such a very good little girl for me." He lay down beside her and kissed her again.
Her eyes sparkled with happiness and pride, and a small smile played at the corner of her eyes. " Really, Master?"
"Absolutely," he confirmed. " Now get some rest." He playfully licked the tip of her nose.
Hermione giggled a bit, a sound that brought a smile to Draco's mouth. "Yes, Master."
And her bright, almond eyes were the last thing he saw before he closed his own.
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