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Show me how to....	By : Sherlocked1971 Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 42011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Harry Potter canon. I make no money. I write for my own pleasure.

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It's been a while I know, but hope you're not too cross. Thenks to Eclectic Peta for being my beta. She does catch a lot errors, so kudos ro you.

"You made your choice, yes?" Scorpius asked.
Rose nodded, Gods, yes; she wanted to be with him regardless.
Scorpius interlaced Rose fingers with his as he led her to his bedroom. "You need to slowly undress for me; I'm going to bathe you...." His voice trailed off. He went to a set of drawers, taking garments out wrapped in satin paper.
Rose followed him with her eyes. Dropping her coat to the floor, he hated her coat, it wasn't feminine.
Scorpius placed the paper packages on his bed, folding the them open. He took some sheer stockings and black suspenders out. "This will be your basic attire at all times! Indoors this will be the only thing you'll be wearing, or when I decide otherwise you'll be notified. When we go out, you will be wearing this and a dress, or blouse, skirt and a woollen coat, or just these and a coat."

He smirked wickedly when informing her of his choice of clothes.
Rose went on removing her clothes, slowly unbuttoning her blouse, taking in what Scorpius was telling her about the clothing rules. He wanted her prancing around scantily clad, slowly it was sinking in, she was too be his plaything, will-less, doing as he pleased.
Scorpius finished laying out the pieces of fabric on his bed; he sat next to them observing Rose. He could see she was taking in the information he provided, she didn't object, yet her face flushed a soft pink. Understandably.
Rose finished unbuttoning her blouse, dropping it next to her coat. She was again wearing that horrible sports thingy called a bra. He so hated that, it was supportive yes, but ugly as hell. Rose pulled it over head, her perky firm breasts sprung free, she truly had a magnificent pair. Covered in black lace they would be more beautiful.
Rose kicked off her sensible boots, she needed them when she worked, again, and Scorpius did not like them. Rose stepped out of her skirt, removing them along with her knickers. She stood there stark naked. Scorpius approved of what he saw, her toned body, her firm bouncy tits, her taut buds. Her face a somewhat scared and taunting look. Scorpius crooked his finger beckoning her towards him.
"You can undress me kitten!" He said with a stern voice.
Rose stood before Scorpius, he sat on his bed. Rose looked down on him, gently grabbing his silk tie, fingering the fabric, smooth, cool, untying the intricate Windsor knot. Slowly pulling it down his neck, her gaze not leaving his eyes. Her fingers moved towards the buttons of his dark grey silk dress shirt, she finally got to see what was under his suit, her heart sped up, she had felt his muscled firm body, and she had pictured it in her mind. He would be gorgeous; he couldn't be anything less than that.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she moved down, unbuttoning his shirt, his pale alabaster skin showing, she could feel and see his firm pectorals, slowly kneeling in front of Scorpius, she had to look up to him now. Her hands reached the last button, tugging the fabric from his trousers, pushing the fabric off his broad shoulders. Her nose nearly on his abs. He smelled so good, heat emanating from his skin; yes, he was such a fine specimen. Scorpius discarded the shirt revealing a tattoo of a scorpion on his bicep. He looked hot sporting the black ink on his arm. Rose traced it with her finger, she wanted to feel every muscle in his body, his physique would be addictive, and she knew it.
Sitting on her knees before him as she traced his bicep with her finger, her cherry red bud scraping against his abs, sweet, alluring, she smelled so fucking nice, this was intimate, very much so, he would allow it , she was discovering how his body felt to the touch, he would give in to this, for now. He could see the hunger in her eyes, she drank him.
"Oh, so beautiful...." She whispered. "How is it even possible?" Rose mused, she had always thought Michelangelo had been bragging when depicting men, she knew now he must have been so in love with his muse, Rose could happily trace Scorpius body and immortalise him in a statue, she would never grow tired of feeling his skin and muscles.
She untied his shoelaces, his black shiny brogues, nicely polished. Rose wondered if he did that or if he had a house elf somewhere tucked away. She wouldn't put it past him owning one. Her mother would have a field day.
Rose moved towards his belt, unclasping it slowly, licking her lips with anticipation, soon she would have her hands on his member, she loved it, his cum tasted heavenly. She nearly moaned thinking about it. Today's ordeal had vanished from her active memory.
Scorpius lifted his hips as Rose helped him out of his trousers and boxers.
Ooh yes there it was, she would love nothing more than too suck it, rub it, nurse it, when erect it was so impressive. Rose hand moved towards it.
Scorpius said; "no, kitten, were having a bath first!" Bringing her action and thoughts to a grinding halt. Standing up taking her hand in his as he led her to the bathroom. It was a rather imposing room, a large tub, big enough for two people to sit in, white marble floorings a white enamel tub standing on claws. Scorpius uttered a charm; "et implevit calida aqua" as soon as he said it the tub filled up with water. Scorpius added a fragrant scented oil; Rose recognised it as mint and musk, she loved it.
Scorpius took her hand assisting her to climb into the tub; Rose immersed herself into the warm water. Closing her eyes as the vapour emanating from the dissolved oil penetrated her nose.
Scorpius climbed into the tub, he motioned for Rose to sit against his chest. She gladly did as she was ordered, his toned chest as her back rest would be outer-worldly.
"Hmmmm, that’s more like it kitten!" Scorpius said as he felt Rose peacefully slumping back on his chest, she was finally relaxed and at ease.
Rose looked up into Scorpius eyes, she adored him, her guardian angel, and he cared for her she could feel it in every fibre of her body.
Scorpius hand cupped her jaw as he tilted her head to his, his mouth crashing down on hers, moving over her lips, pushing his tongue into her warm cavity. His lips demanded her full attention; his hand went down cupping her mound, his fingers prying her nether lips apart. Inserting his finger.
He heard Rose moan into his mouth.
"Nggh, Scorpius yes..." Her arm resting behind his head, she couldn't bare losing touch with his lips and tongue, passionately milking it.
He retracted his fingers, letting go of her mouth. "We need to address some ground rules, you'll refer to me as Sir or daddy, I'll explain the difference with each circumstance. In public you can address me as Scorpius, do you understand, nod for yes shake for no.
Rose nodded, she did.
"I'll address you anyway I see fit!" He said as he pinched her nipple.
Rose flinched, that hurt. She thought.
Scorpius added physicality as to ensure she would remember.
"You're not to take liberties or initiative unless I give you permission to act on your own accord, this will not occur often, understood?" He saw Rose nod accordingly, this was going well. "You will, dress, talk and move as I tell you to, when we engage in play you will be told what your role is, okay kitten?" Rose nodded again.
Hearing Scorpius tell her about her restrictions, made Rose tingle, she wanted to squirm her legs together. He knew what was best she was sure about it.
"Now, lean over the tub rest your head on your arms spread your legs, so I can get in-between them slowly please, do not spill water!" Rose acted as soon as she knew what Scorpius demanded.
Scorpius moved behind her, caressing her back with the palm of his hand, massaging her hips with his fingers. Kneading her flesh and muscles. Rose gasped at his touch, his fingers on her skin, soothing, therapeutic, he knew what he was doing. Rose mused. A groan left her mouth.
"You like this kitten? Huh!" He whispered in her ear, his breath on the skin of her shell.
Rose nodded affirmatively. Ow this was nice, she relaxed even more into his fingers, feeling Scorpius abs on her back. His dangling manhood against her inner thigh. It was still flaccid.
Scorpius leaned back, Rose moaned at the sense of losing contact.
'Whack'.....
Rose winced as Scorpius palm made contact with her buttock. "Ouch?!" Rose yelped.
Scorpius grabbed her hair meanly, pulling her hair tight, arching her back beautifully, Scorpius marvelled at what he made her do. "That’s, it kitten, squeal! This is how I like it! Crime and punishment! You shouldn't have taken liberties!"
'Whack....’ His hand landed again on the same spot on her buttock.
'Whack'... "Three!" Counted Scorpius.
'Whack' "Four" Scorpius counted, same buttock.
"I'm your daddy; you’re my little baby-slut, who needs to know her place!" His voice thundered.
"Beg me to reprimand you some more bratty little slut! Or leave!" He demanded.
"No, please, Daddy, teach me how to behave!" The words left Rose mouth on their own accord. The first slap had startled her; he had hit her, what the fuck?! It had hurt both her body and her sense of pride. Her father had been the only one reprimanding her like this; she had been so much younger when he engaged in this type of punishment. She had been fifteen; he had caught her pleasuring herself. He had had her over his knee and had slapped her white cotton clad buttocks; he hadn't stopped there, it wasn't a one-off, he kept doing so until her graduation. Ron Weasley had large hands, he'd been firm with them. Scorpius setting her straight brought back memories, she was getting wet now as his slaps came down on her bare buttocks was a first. He alternated slapping with rubbing her folds.
"Ow, so wet, little slut, you like being punished?! Huh?! You filthy wanton cunt!" Scorpius inserted two fingers in her now dripping pussy, he thrusted in and out with vigour. "Mmmmm, daddy likes his little slut!"
Scorpius held his fingers up, they were glistening with her creamy lubrication, and her tight little rosette was beckoning to be stretched, orifice number two! He mused before his finger met with resistance; her anal muscles were still tight. Slowly inserting his finger in her back channel, Rose tried to squeeze her buttocks together, good he could hear her hiss but not complain.
"Oh, nggg?!" Rose felt a finger in her back channel, she wanted Scorpius to work her pussy, it had been so rewarding.
Scorpius started to wack her buttocks some more, every time his hand made contact, her tight ring of muscles clamped around his fingers. Rose was oozing white cream now, it dripped along her inner thigh into the now lukewarm water. Scorpius didn't feel the water cooling, his senses telling him his female being pleasured and punished as he liked to.

She flourished under his ministrations, her focus solely on his touch.
As Scorpius wacked her buttock and spread her back muscles accordingly, Rose floated from pain into a subconscious bliss. Her buttocks displaying his hand nicely, crimson coloured fingers on her creamy skin. Nice... His dick reacted accordingly, his member painfully erect, his knob aching to be stuffed inside tightness.
Scorpius noticed Rose getting into sub-space, his dick reacted accordingly, getting rock hard, he removed his fingers, lubricating her backside with lubricant, ramming his rod into her softened rosette, she was still tight, her cavity enveloping his rod accordingly.
"Oh, fuck, slut, you're so tight!" Scorpius forced himself entirely out of her before slamming balls deep back into her, he needed not much to dump his spunk into her, and he felt his balls tighten as he met with resistance. Rose was too spaced out to notice when he ejaculated into her, white thick threads spurting into her channel. "Oooooh, yessss!" He retracted his dick, his cum oozing out her puckered hole, mixing with her creamy fluids.
Scorpius admired the result below him. She had such nice fuck holes.
Scorpius scorgified the water, reheating it with another spell. He pulled Rose back into his chest, Rose needed to slowly ease back into conscience.
Rose came back from her trance-like state, her buttocks ached as the warm water touched her skin, she hissed accordingly.
"Are you sore kitten?" Scorpius asked silkily, he thought she would feel her buttocks, he had seen his fingers marking her flesh, staining them a nice shade of red. She would feel it the coming days when left unattended. Scorpius always kept a soothing paste in his medicine cabinet, he had it specially brewed. Selling it at the club with a neat little profit.
Rose really felt a burning sensation on her behind, she couldn't think straight as she sat on her sore arse. Moving made her see grey lighting in her eyes. She tried not to cry, but failed. She silently sobbed as tears were streaming down her face.
"No, no, no, no, noooh!" Scorpius cooed. "Don't cry, my lovely! I will tend to your rear!"
Scorpius stood up; Rose winced as pain shot through her spine. She trembled as Scorpius picked her up, cradling her to his chest. "Sssssh, kitten, daddy will tend to you." Rose did not catch him smirking in her wet curls, she dripped onto the marble, and Scorpius placed her on a floor-towel, holding a hand out as he summoned a large hooded bathrobe, gently placing it around Rose.
The robe was a heavy terry cloth; it must've been on a warmer as it felt warm and snug around her shoulders.

Scorpius massaged her head, trying to towel her curls, Rose still sobbed silently.
Scorpius kissed her oh so gently, wiping her tears with his thumb, "ssssh, I know, it hurts, huh?!" He said with a smile.
How could he smile, when she was obviously hurting?! Rose turned angry, her strained behind didn't help either. She let the Blond towel her dry.
Scorpius dried himself with another large towel, wrapping it around his waist as he took Rose's hand in his leading her towards his bedroom.
"Accio, ointment!" He conjured. A small tub filled with cream flew from the bathroom into his hand.
Scorpius motioned Rose to lie on his lap; the redhead very reluctantly did as he asked her.
Scorpius dabbed his fingers into the pot, a velvety soft pink cream smeared across his fingers, he pushed her robe aside revealing some heavily struck buttocks. He nearly got a hard-on seeing her red flesh, beautiful, his handiwork was to be admired.
Rose winced as his fingers touched her buttock, she writhed a bit. Her hand trying to push his fingers away. "No..... Please it hurts too much!" Her voice hoarse, a mere whisper.
Scorpius wasn't having it, he held her hand pinned on her back with his other hand, he was to relieve her from her pain, he had done this to other females, but they had not reacted like the Red currently on his lap. He felt there was more to it than the physical pain she was feeling.
Rose sensed the ointment take effect, but she felt a deep apprehension towards lying on his lap with her bare rear perked upwards, she didn't feel shy about him seeing her, but this position was simply too painful. The ointment was comforting, her pain started to subside. Scorpius’ ministrations strained towards her cunt, she was so damn wet, he must notice. She would try to push his hand away with her other hand.
Scorpius watched Rose’s other hand wriggle free from under her stomach. He had just touched her slit; she was so fucking wet, again, the pain clearly made her deeply aroused, and her mind still struggling as her body betrayed her. He grabbed her other hand, holding both her wrists in his hand. "Oh, fuck kitten, you're so wet again!" He mused, lovely, responsive little slut. He slid his finger into her slit, his finger instantly drawing her honeyed cream, he brought his finger to his lips, mmm, nice, her cream so addictive.

Scorpius stopped his ministration; he wanted to dress into her black lacy undergarments. He had some white rope in his pleasure cabinet; he would take it out in a minute.
"Come kitten let's get you, your lingerie!" He said firmly, he had this fantasy of white ropes on black lace, it would be so rewarding. Her flaming red curls completing the perfect picture.
Rose slipped on the sheer black stockings fastening them on the garters, the stockings felt nice, the garters felt restricting which made her even more wet. The blond god looked at her hungrily, he didn't show it often but he revealed a small glimpse as his eyes had turned a darker grey shade.
He walked towards the sliding doors of his walk-in closet, laying out another sharp cut suit. Rose caught a glimpse of the enormity of his walk-in closet; it was as huge as his bathroom. Whoever owned an apartment this big? She still had no clue where it was. Rose observed Scorpius getting dressed as she was perched on his bed.
Scorpius finished getting dressed, he liked his sharp freshly pressed clothes, he could change three times a day and have enough for months. He owned that many. However, this special occasion demanded one of his more finer garments. Looking over to the most pretty slut, he ever had the pleasure to play with it made him swell with pride.
Rose observed Scorpius getting dressed, her heart sped up with anticipation, his chiselled form had been outer-worldly, clad in this fine suit made him so much more desirable, knowing what was hidden underneath, being in-the-know, it was so hot. His posture, stance, breeding, his austerity made her feel humble, very much so.
Not worthy, she wasn't worthy of his attention. It dawned on her.
Rose located her clothes; she grabbed them, headed for the floo connection in the living room, grabbing powder, nearly screaming, "Rose place!" Hearing Scorpius’ voice thunder behind her.
"Fuck, no you bitch, Rose come back here, you do not...”
Disappearing into green flames.
"Get to do this to me!" Scorpius shouted as he watched her disappear from his flat.
What the fuck happened? It played out in slow motion, her face paling, grabbing clothes running like hell, disappearing into his floo connection, vanishing from his life.
The perfect girl.
The woman he loved?!
Scorpius slumped to the ground in front of his fire place. Tears in his eyes.

The next chapter will be a side chapter so keep your eyes glued to the update page.
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