Harry Potter: Sex Oriented Hogwarts

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She swallowed hard. "Correct me? What do you mean?"

"I mean, you need correction. It's not punishment. You just need reminding who's in charge."

Studying his face for a few seconds, she thought about her choices. 

'Not the cane again.' It was too soon. She kind of liked the belt.

The Gryffindor Lion paddle still scared her.

"Did you bring that huge riding crop, or was that just a threat other night?"

His lips pulled into a smile. 'My kinky little Gryffindor wants the scary riding crop.' 

She kept surprising him. "I really brought that one from Lux. Is that your choice?"

"Yes." 'What am I thinking? This could be worse than the cane!'

He had to dig around the back of his wardrobe, not expecting it to be used so early.

Besides he wanted her to squirm, reason for not using magic.

When he finally found it, the black leather felt soft and supple in his hand.

Slapping the tongue against his palm, he saw her jump in anticipation.

Lucifer stood before her again and ran the leather up the center of her chest to her neck, tipping up her chin with the flat keeper.

She looked ready to swallow him whole.

"Go get on the bed, on your back."

Glad that she could finally put down her arms, Hermione climbed off the table and made her way to bed.

When she crawled toward the middle of the mattress, he stopped her.

"Lie along the foot of the bed so I can reach all of you."

Turning sideways to him, she stared at the thin black implement in his hands. 

"Knees to your chest."

Hermione curled in her legs, and he pressed her feet back towards her head.

"Straighten your legs more."

The position left her extremely exposed; her face flamed as he parted her legs.

She was glad his copy wasn't there to see her. It was humiliating enough.

Stroking the leather over her stretched skin, he smirked.

Her pussy looked as if it had been freshly glazed. "My, my . . . is this all for me, Granger?" He didn't wait for an answer, applying the first stroke with a quick flick.

Her face burned at his words as the crop burned her arse.

It stung kind of like his belt and slightly different from the one he used on her previously—larger and thump-ier.

The leather licked her flesh again, and she hissed as a new spot flamed to life.

The sting in her backside made the clamps feel more intense; the pain ganged up on her.

"Can you tell me why you're being corrected, Hermione?"

"I don't know," she moaned, digging her fingers into her calves as the sting grew.

"You've only addressed me as sir once tonight. Does that sound respectful to you?"

She shook her head. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Maybe you just need the proper motivation."

The dark rumble of his voice made her pussy twitch.

He slapped her sweet spot several times, and her moans rose and fell like waves.

Hermione gasped when the flat tongue of leather tapped once against her clit.

Lucifer smirked as her eyes rolled back. Just a bit harder

'Swick!"

"Are you ready to come again, pet?"

She hadn't been until he hit her clit. Her pussy was ringing with dull vibrations.

The crop bit her inner thigh, and she whimpered softly.

Sliding two fingers past her dewy petals, Lucifer curled them and pulled back, watching her knuckles go white as she clenched her legs.

He dropped the riding crop; he needed both hands.

Pumping his fingers into her, he teased her hard nub with the pad of his thumb; it slid against his finger, slippery as an oil slick.

His other hand reached behind her legs and pulled at the chain connecting her tits. The sound of her panting filled the room. 

'She's going to make herself pass out if she keeps breathing like that.'

Unclipping her nipples, he tossed the clamps aside and gently pushed her feet back over her head.

Her eyes flew open as he curled her weight onto her shoulders. 

Hermione hadn't been contorted in such a fashion since she was about eight.

It wasn't painful or anything, just strange. She was softly suffocating, her lungs crushing in on themselves.

Her nipples burned as they started circulating again, two pin points of pain (now, bizarrely, smashed next to her knees).

A jolt coursed through her as his fingers pumped harder.

She was suddenly on the edge.

Her hands slammed down and clenched the bedspread below her.

The pressure inside was unbearable. "Oh God, sir!"

"I know, pet. I want to see you come all over yourself."

His fingers roughly thrust inside of her, and her pussy exploded.

Shouting and tearing at his bed, Hermione felt her inner muscles push down and endless circles of rippling heat pulse outward.

She suddenly knew why he wanted her curled in on herself.

Clear liquid streamed out of her sex; she could feel the rivulet roll down her belly and pool under her breasts.

It was humiliating and sexy, her lust marking her more brightly than the cane or paddle ever could.

Lucifer's lips twitched up in a smile as the first watery streak trailed down her body.

He pulled out his fingers and strummed her swollen pearl as her juice flowed like the Nile. 

'Lovely.'

The flickering flames from the fire made lines of jewels glitter down her belly.

A sparkling pool collected around her breasts, and one small rill overflowed and snaked through the valley toward her chin.

When her hands stopped tearing at the comforter and her shouts quieted, he gently returned her to her original position.

"Good girl," he murmured. Her eyes were hazily wandering over the curtains surrounding bed.

She looked as if she had been knocked out and was just coming round again. "Still with me, love?"

It took her a second, but she followed the sound of his voice and finally found his face.

Spots danced at the edge of her vision, gradually fading into sparkling dust.

Her throat was dry from shouting, and her words came out sounding crackly, "Y-yes, sir."

Bending to her breast, he ran his lips and tongue through her release.

When he pressed his mouth to hers, Hermione tasted the salty, sweet water on his lips, his tongue sharing more between them.

He gently nipped her lower lip as he pulled away and started to unbutton his shirt.

Life flared behind her eyes as she watched him undress. 

She's bloody insatiable,' Lucifer mused.

When he unbuckled his belt, her dilated pupils fell to his crotch.

"Scoot up the bed, love." He wanted to fuck her face to face first so he could watch her reaction as he filled her.

Hermione smiled and scooted into the middle of the bed, leaning back on the pillows.

She was sticky and damp with her own juices, but he climbed on top of her and pressed his naked belly against hers as if he didn't care.

The heat of his erection rubbed between her legs, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, needing to hold onto something.

Her clit jumped to attention as he slid over it. 

'How can I be ready so fast?' Just seconds earlier she'd been exhausted.

Putting his swollen glans to her opening, Lucifer teased her, running it up and down over her entrance.

Her pussy was a puddle of spent fluid; the wet sound of his cock running through her folds was gratifyingly loud.

He tapped his knob against her clit, and she looked at him with silent desperation.

"Sounds as though you want something, pet. I can't imagine what," he teased.

"You'll have to tell me. I hope I can hear you over all this."

Her face burned, but her hips had no reservations and ground against him with fitful ferocity.

"I need you inside me, sir," she groaned. "Please fuck me. I need you so much!"

'I will never tire of hearing that.'

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