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Chapter 15: Aftermath
Harry sat and thought about what Tracy had
just told him. After a moment he realized that he was going to have to think
about this long and hard but there were things to do before he could take the
time to do it.
Standing he reached his hand out to help Tracy
off the floor, “Ok then I guess we better see how Hermione is getting on.”
~*~
Entering his bedroom Harry and Tracy looked
about and found Hermione lying on her back in the middle of the bed, her face
was glistening with half dried tears. Daphne was seated on one side of her one
hand gently stroking her hair and Luna was half kneeling on the floor half laying
on the bed her head close to Hermione and she was whispering to the naked girl.
Harry came to the end of the bed and stood
there watching the three different girls. His slave was stretched out her feet
about a meter apart and her arms by her side, her breasts a generous B cup
sitting proud on her chest gravity not having much impact on the firm mounds.
As he looked at her he could see about forty deep red short stripes running
lengthways down her body. He shook his head slightly at the sight of these
marks. His attention turned to Daphne and as the blond Slitherin looked up at
him he could see twin tracks of tears running down her face and frowned slightly
as he noticed the look on her face. The look was one of acceptance and need.
A sniffle from his right caught Harry's
attention and he turned to face Tracy and again frowned as he saw fresh tears marring
her cheeks as well.
Tracy looked up at Harry and noticed his
raised eyebrow, “We all weep for a fallen sister that needs to be corrected
milord. Each of us knows that it could just as easily be us that need the touch
of the lash to remind us of our place. The main thing you need to remember is
that your slaves will occasionally need to be reminded of their place. With
luck the transgressions will not be major but you need to accept that mistakes
get made and need appropriate correction.”
Harry nodded and turned back to the bed
where he noticed Hermione looking at him and that Luna had moved from her
position. Harry walked about the bed and sat his hand reached out to stroke Hermione’s
cheek and he smiled at her.
“How are you doing pet?” he asked gently.
Hermione’s face lit up at the sound of his
voice and fresh tears sprang to her eyes as she started to move. In moments she
was sitting in his lap her face buried in his shoulder and she was sobbing. His
arms automatically wrapped about her as he rocked her gently.
“Oh master… you still want me.” The sobs
tailed off and her breathing started to slow, “I was worried that you would
keep calling me Miss Granger… that hurt so much… Merlin you have no idea how
that hurt.”
Harry watched as the three other witches
left the room, Daphne turned as she reached the door and nodded at him then
turned and left.
Hugging Hermione tighter Harry spoke
softly, “Yes pet I still want you. And I love you. You have been punished now
and it’s over we can get back to being us.”
Harry’s hands ran about her body and up to
her breast his fingers gently caressing a nipple before they slipped over the
tender flesh to encounter the raised welt. “Do they still hurt Pet?”
Hermione nodded into his shoulder, “Yes master
there is a dull ache from the marks and the touch of your fingers makes me feel
it a little but I can live with it and it will not stop me from performing any
of my normal tasks. The pain will be a reminder and for that I am thankful.”
Hermione’s hand ran up Harry's leg stopping
to cup his cock through his pants. “Master may I pleasure you?”
~*~
Harry sat back against the Head of the bed
Hermione had been slowly and lovingly sucking on his cock for the past thirty
odd minutes. Ten minutes into the event he had pulled her off him and shifted
her so that she was knelt on the bed beside him leaving her body free for his
hands to wander over her skin. Each time one of his hands ran across a welt she
would either stiffen a little or moan. Harry spent the time deep in thought
wondering what he was going to do with the revelation about Daphne.
Being honest with himself he had to admit
that he had always thought that the blond Slitherin was stunning and wondered what
she had done to get the nickname ‘Ice queen of Slitherin’. He also had to admit
that this dominance thing had grown on him. Harry had initially worried that he
would end up not being enough for the wonderful girl that currently had his
cock buried deep in her mouth.
Thinking back to what Tracy had told him
and the reading he had done from the book they had given him made him wonder
all the more. Could he take another slave into his life; sure it was every
wizards Dream to have two witches but what would the reality be like. Finally
deciding that his first responsibility was Hermione he realized he would need
to talk with her about it.
Another ten minutes of the pleasurable
torture passed and harry smiled to himself a bit as one hand tangled into Hermione’s
sleek chestnut locks. Tightening his hand he pulled her head up and turned her
head to face him.
A slightly evil smile crossed Harry’s face,
“So then there are some things that you and I need to talk about. So you have
ten more minutes to make me cum or there will be trouble.”
Looking at the mirthful light in Harry’s
eyes Hermione realized the ‘trouble’ that she would be in wasn’t anything
serious and smiled as she started to try and lower her head back into a
position where she could achieve the set goal.
Harry continued to smile as he kept a firm
grip on Hermione’s hair. “Well now you are eager to get back onto my cock aren’t
you slut?”
Hermione opened her mouth to reply and only
managed to let out a long low moan as Harry took that opportunity to pinch one
of her nipples and give it a bit of a twist.
“How badly do you want it slut. You’re
going to have to convince me you want my cock in your mouth, that you want me
to drink my cum.”
Hermione whimpered breathlessly, “Please
master let me have it… its beautiful and I need it in my mouth.” Hermione
started to pull hard against Harry’s hold on her hair. “Please master, I need
it... I need to make you cum… please let me have it.” She begged.
Slowly harry started to lower her head back
into to place stopping when her lips were in barest contact with the tip of his
rigid cock.
Hermione moaned and started pulling hard to
get lower her tongue flicked out to caress the flared head tantalizingly close
to her and felt her hair slowly start to slip through Harry’s hand. Moments
later she again had the object of her lust pressed along the length of her tongue
like an overly large lollypop and started to build a rhythm as her head rose
and fell along the length of him.
Harry’s hand slipped under Hermione’s chest
and bean to tug and twist on the available nipple. As she picked up seed each
upstroke of Hermione’s head corresponded in the distention of the tightly held
nipple .
After a few minutes harry started to feel a
welcome sensation in his lower body and he sighed knowing it wouldn’t be long
now.
“That’s it baby suck it good. You know what
I want so give it to me bitch. His harsh words started to be interspersed with
deep breaths, “Come on you know you want it.”
All of a sudden Hermione dropped her mouth
deeply onto Harry’s shaft and started to swallow, the movement of her throat mussels
on the head of Harry’s cock finally overcoming him and he shot a load of creamy
fluid into her mouth pulling up slightly on her hair to make sure some of it
came into contact with her tongue.
~*~
Harry smiled as he watched Hermione sink to
her knees in the middle of the room her radiant smile the only testimony he
needed to gauge her mood. Sitting there and just watching her for a moment he
was amazed that this was working for them at all.
“Ok pet I have a few things to say.”
Watching Hermione nod Harry continued, “The first thing I want you to know is
that I am pleased with the way you took your punishment this morning.”
Hermione blushed a little and her head
slipped to her chest her eyes cast to the floor.
“Look at me pet.” After Hermione’s head
rose to look at him again harry continued, “I also want you to know that if I
tell you that you will be in trouble if you don’t do something like I did
earlier that won’t mean a punishment.” A small smirk crossed his face, “well
not a real punishment anyway. I assume you know that there is a difference
between a true punishment and play.”
Hermione nodded as she answered him, “Yes
master I understand that. Can I ask you not use the word punishment for play though
master, tell me I’m in trouble… call me a naughty whore or anything like that
if you want but please master only call it a punishment if that’s what it
really is.”
Harry thought for a moment. “That’s a good
idea pet I may slip now and then in the beginning though and we will have to
deal with that if it happens is that acceptable.”
Hermione nodded in answer.
“Ok next on the list is marking you. I have
a few ideas but I want to know how you feel about some form of permanent mark.”
Hermione shuddered and with a quickening
breath spoke, “oh fuck yes” raising her head she had a drop dead serious look
on her face.
“Harry,” the use of his name punctuated the
seriousness of her words, “I have willingly given my complete being. You own me
mind, body, soul and magic. I am yours for the rest of my life and as such I
want you to mark me. Tattoo me, brand me, cut a design into my flesh to scar
me, do all of those things, for fucks sake you could cut of my tits if that
what you want. I’m yours master please let me wear your mark.”
Harry sat back a touch shocked at the
vehemence behind the words, “well I hope to Merlin you don’t think I want to
cut your lovely tits off pet. I have to say I have grown fond of them where
they are.”
Hermione blushed a deep crimson, “We’ll
that’s certainly a relief though I trust I made my point master.”
Harry rose off the bed and approached the
kneeling girl where he crouched down and tenderly kissed her. “You most
certainly did pet… that you most certainly did.”
Standing harry walked around behind her and
gazed at her almost perfect arse for a moment. After taking a moment to think
about his next comment, “Ok pet I need you to really think about this I want to
know how you really feel about it not what you think I want to hear ok” seeing
Hermione nod affirmatively he continued, “How would you feel about me taking on
another slave?”
Harry let the question hang out there with
no explanation.
Hermione sucked in a deep breath and
thought about the posed question for a moment before answering, “Well master
that would depend.”
As Hermione paused harry walked in front of
her and watched as she thought some more, “On what pet?”
Hermione blushed slightly, “well the main
thing it depends on is the reason, am I not enough for you master?”
Harry watched as Hermione’s eyes moistened
with the finish of her question and he shook his head violently. “NO PET… that
has nothing to do with it, you are wonderful and I can see myself being happy
with only you, the reason is nothing like that.”
Hermione’s tears ceased and she smirked a
bit causing harry to wonder if they were crocodile tears until her next
question. “Then who is she. Because if it’s Daphne…” Hermione shuddered and a
deep flush fanned down her torso, “Merlin that girls stunning.”
Harry stepped back to the edge of the bed
and smiled knowingly, “I have rather wondered what she hides under those
robes.”
Pausing for a moment harry started to explain
the things he had read in the book Tracy had given him about the spells cast on
them at birth and how occasionally hey found someone that called to them along
with the resulting issues that could crop up from this rare event.
Twenty five minutes of conversation and
some rather insightful questions form Hermione took place before Hermione looked
up at harry.
“Master if one of these spells has caused
Daphne’s magic to choose you then I have no problem with her becoming your
slave. Merlin even if that’s not the case I don’t think I have much of a
problem with her joining us. On the other hand how would you feel if her magic
has chosen you and you rejected her? That would be a horrific way to live and I
know you wouldn’t be able to deal with the guilt”
Harry smiled at her as he nodded, “You’re
probably right about the guilt, but I have to think about you as well now. You
have placed yourself in my care and it’s a responsibility I have to take
seriously”
~*~
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