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Smell of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 308949 -:- Recommendations : 10 -:- Currently Reading : 29
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N- Sorry this took so long guys, you know I like to update more than once a week. I will try to do better in the future! In other notes it is my birthday today and I am working on a surpirse for you all that should be out later tonight... maybe... Anyway Enjoy!

red demon- I am glad you enjoyed the chapter I put a lot of work into it. This chapter has a bit more about what he bought and how is plans to use it, but not everything. Don't want to scare them away do we?
Eclectic_Pet- I think the store owner is going to most helpful to Harry in the future. You will see she has already helped him out a lot in this chapter! Hope you are doing well on your own book that you will deserve another break to read this chapter!
Aranel- Mistress Belladonna will be a returning character for the duration of this story so you will get to see more of her here and there. Harry is glad Tracey will stop being so good too, but we won't get to more of that till next chapter I think. The Hermione time in this chapter will make up for her missing from the last *evil smirk* I think you will really like it.
2CRsgt- I do not think I will be writing a side chapter for bus girl, because she was simply not important enough to get one. Even if Hermione was bi in this story, Harry is NOT sharing her with anyone so it would be a little pointless. There are other reasons Harry does not fumble as much as a normal 16 year old boy would. Umm... yeah... I do not consider what happened in chapter 13 to be rape in any since of the word...

Pairings: Hermione/Harry
Warnings: BDSM, CR, D/s, MC, Minor2, NoSex,

“Where have you been?” Hermione asked as Harry sat down next to her in the busy inn.
“Went on a little bit of a shopping trip.” he said with a wide smile. “It was very helpful actually, where is Ron?” he asked and looked around to see if he could spot his friend’s red hair.
“In the loo, he is working up the nerve to go and kiss her.” Hermione said and motioned with her head towards Luna. “Why did you think he would like her anyway?” she asked as she looked her Harry.
“I have been getting these, senses about people. For some reason I am finding it easier to see who would match up.” he told her partly honestly.
“Where do you think these senses are coming from?” She asked with a frown that crossed her whole face.
“I think you should be much more worried about what I bought you today.” He said so he could distract her from things he didn’t want her looking into.
“You bought me something?” She asked curiously, though still frowning.
He glanced around to make sure Ron was no where in sight before he pulled a silk and garnet necklace form a small pouch to show her.
Her eyes lit up as she looked at the very delicate strand. “It is lovely Harry.” She said and reached out to touch it before he pulled it back.
“Not yet pet.” he told her softly. “We have to be alone for me to put your new collar on.” he said before leaning in to whisper in her ear. “I want you kneeling at my feet when I slip this around your neck.” he told her and he couldn’t help but notice the shiver that went through her body.
“That’s a collar?” She asked as he put it away.
“They call it a daycollar. You will know you are owned, but others will see it as just a necklace.” He told her with a smile as he reached up a hand to brush her cheek. He quickly had to drop it though because Ron decided to come out of the loo at that moment.
“I don’t think I can do it.” He said as he looked between his friends with dead eyes. “I mean what if she doesn’t like the way I kiss?”
“Than you haven’t lost anything, but if you don’t try you won’t gain anything.” Harry pointed out as he looked sadly at his best mate. “In a perfect world, how would you kiss her?” He asked Ron as he tried to walk him through the steps.
Ron frown and turned a bit pink. “Well I guess in a perfect world I would go over where she is sitting…” he started and glanced over to Luna. “You don’t want to know, girls don’t like that sort of thing.” He said and Harry snorted.
“Ron just tell us, maybe Hermione can tell us if girls really like whatever is on your mind.” Harry said and motioned to their friend.
Hermione huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “Just get it got.” She snapped as it seemed she was annoyed at having been interrupted before.
“Well I tried kissing Lavender that way and she told me girls don’t like it.” Ron said and turned slightly red.
“I don’t think Lavender can talk for all girls.” Harry said firmly.
“But Hermione can?” Ron asked and waved his hand at her.
“Well she is a lot smarter than Lavender.” Harry pointed out and rolled his eyes. “Just get it out mate.” He pushed a bit more.
“Fine.” Ron said and instead of talking her turned on his heals marched over to Luna and pulled her roughly from her seat.
Harry and Hermione watched as his hand slipped up the back of her neck and he tangled his fingers in blond hair before he yanked her head back and devoured her lips in a much more impressive kiss than anything they had seen him give Lavender.
The whole inn went silent as they watched Ron enjoy Luna’s lips. She also seemed to enjoy it as she was obviously pushing herself against him and the only sounds that could now be heard was her soft moan.
When Ron finally pulled back from her lips cheers went up all around the inn as many seemed to have been impressed by the display. Harry cheered with everyone else and smirked at the wide eyed look Hermione was giving the couple.
Harry leaned down and whispered in her ear. “You enjoy the show? Should I pull on your hair more?” he asked her playfully.

“What do you think?” Harry asked as he opened the door to the classroom he had been using with his other girls.
Hermione stepped inside and looked around the room slowly. He loved the way she thought and examined her surroundings before answering him. His Treasure was truly a pleasure to watch, even when she was just thinking.
“Exactly what are you showing me?” She asked and glanced back up to him.
“Well if you haven't noticed the Room of Requirement has been hit or miss lately.” They had gone there several times only to find that no door appeared. Harry’s guess was that Draco was using it for some purpose, but he hadn’t yet had the time to talk to his new ally about it.
“Well yes, obviously someone else has been using it as well.” She told him with her know-it-all tone in her voice.
“Do you need to be spanked?” Harry warned so she could correct herself.
Hermione blushed and looked down. “You already figured that out.” She said softly.
“Obviously.” he said using her word just to make himself completely clear. ‘What have I said about tone Treasure?” he asked as she decided to make this a teaching moment.
He watched as she shivered slightly at the use of her new name. “That I should be more respectful of my… my… Master please don’t make me?” She asked and looked up to him with a deep frown on her lips.
“Are you trying to get a punishment now?” Was the only answer he gave her.
“No Master, I just hate saying that.” She told him honestly.
“Why?” Harry pressed and started to circle around her like a predator that was looking to an opening to strike.
“Because it makes me feel… small.” She told him softly.
“That is the point my Treasure. Now you will kneel and say it.” He told her in a tone that left no room for argument.
She swallowed and moved to her knees, he had previously shown her the slave kneeling position, and she took it now without flaw. Her knees moved tightly together, her back straight and her chin held high.
“I should be more respectful of my betters.” She said and whimpered after.
“Who are your betters?” Harry asked, still circling around her.
She frowned and looked to him in confusion. She did not know the answer he wanted her to give him.
“I want you to honestly tell me who you feel is better than you.” he told her and crossed his arms over his chest as he stopped in front of her.
She swallowed and thought about the answer to his question for some time. “The professors, the headmaster, maybe some of the seventh years, really anyone with more education than me, and… you Master?” her answer sounded more like a question than he would have liked.
“You sound unsure slave. Do you think you are better than you Master?” he asked her in a cold tone.
“I can’t lie to you Master, I feel we are equals.” She told him and jutted out her chin defiantly.
“Is that so? Is that why you let me spank you raw? Is that why you like it when I control everything in your life, because we are equals?”
Her ego deflated a bit at his words. “I don’t like…” She started but he cut her off.
“We both know you do, so you should really stop lying to yourself and you Master.” Harry said and moved his hand under her chin so she could look up at him. “I am your better, slave.” he told her firmly. “I know what I want and I will not stop until I get it.” he told her and he could see her shiver again. “You are still struggling with what you truly desire. This simple fact makes me better.”
She was breathing hard as she looked up at him. He could tell the effect his words were having on her and he was very tempted to bend her over the teacher’s desk off to the side of the room. They would both enjoy it is he just fucked her into its smooth wood. But he knew that would also send her the wrong message in this moment, he needed to keep in perfect control.
“Now, say it again, and mean it.” he told her as he looked down into her eyes.
“I should be respectful of my betters.” She told him in an apologetic tone.
“Good girl.” he said and smiled as he watched her hold in a moan. “Back to what I was saying about the room.” he said and moved away from her. “As the Room of Requirement seems to be occupied much of the time I decided to find a new place to set up a Headquarters. Hermione we are going to war. I can no longer let the adults in our lives have all of the control. I am going to make my own plans as well as work with Dumbledore, but I think the other students at this school have a right to be prepared as well.”
“You are going to restart the DA?” She asked still kneeling in the middle of the floor.
“Yes and no, I feel it is time for a new name. We are no longer Dumbledore’s Army.” he told her and nodded to himself. “It is time our generation took up control of our own lives.”
“That was the reason we started the DA to begin with.” Hermione pointed out with a frown.
“Yes, but this new group will belong completely to us.” He tried to explain without giving away his mistrust of the Headmaster, he didn’t think she was ready to hear that from him.
“What will it be called?” She asked curiously.
“I was thinking The Order of the Bound had a nice ring to it. We are all bound to something, even if it is just our need to be rid of a madman.” Harry said with a smile. “So what do you think of this as our headquarters?” he asked again.
She looked around slowly with another thoughtful expression. “I think we she actually take over several classrooms in this hall, if we are planning a war, we will need the room.” She said and looked back to him. “It would be best of we had a teacher’s permission, do you think Dumbledore would…” she started to ask but Harry was already shaking his head.
“I think it is better if he not know about this.” He said and she nodded slowly.
“I just think it would be easier to keep people we didn’t want around away, and it protected if we had permission to be here.” She told him simply.
“Does it have to be the Headmaster, or could we get a teacher to give this permission?” Harry asked, Hermione knew more about the school than anyone else he knew, he would always rely on her insight.
“A teacher would be fine, a head of House would be better.” She told him with a frown. “But if we don’t want Dumbledore to know McGonagall is out.” She pointed out.
“I think I have just the person.” Harry said he wanted Snape in his Order anyway, but it would take some time. “We should stick to one room until I can seriously talk to him.”
“That is probably wise Master.” She said and licked her lips. “Can I get up now?” She asked after a moment.
“I like you down there.” he said and smirked as he moved back to her. “Only thing that would make it better would be if you were naked, with a collar, and maybe a leash.” he said just to make her blush.
He moved over to his chair so he could get comfortable and watch her. “Crawl to me slave.” he said as he was now in the mood to play.
“Master?” She asked and bit her lip.
“I have shown you what I meant to show you, we have made a plan, now I wish to have some fun. I do think you have a punishment coming from talking back to me as well.” he said and settled his hands on the arms of his chair.
She frowned and moved to her hands to take a step towards him. “What are you going to do Master?” She asked softly as she moved a bit closer, slowly crawling towards him.
“Talking back again slave?” he asked and smiled at the put out expression on her face.
“No Master.” She said but he could see she was struggling not to ask him more questions.
“Good.” he said and waited for her to be kneeling in front of her before speaking again. “Now stand and take off your clothes so I can enjoy your body.” He ordered with a smile.
Hermione bit her lip and looked back to the still open door. “Master?” She asked and looked poignantly at the door.
“Now.” he told her firmly and smiled when she whimpered. “Is my slave worried about other seeing her beautiful body?” he asked just to tease her.
“Yes Master.” She said as she slipped off her shirt and set it down beside her.
“Well you shouldn’t worry about it.” Harry said with a wave of his hand as his eyes drank in her form. “I don’t mind if others see, as long as they do not touch.” He told her as if his preference was the only important thing.
She blushed at the image he put in her head. “But Master then they would know that we… about what we…” She tried to think of a nice way of putting their relationship.
He did enjoy when his very intelligent girl got flustered enough to trip over her words. “That I own you like the Treasure you are?” he asked with a smile. “One day I plan for everyone to know exactly what you are to me, Treasure.”
“But Master our contract is only for a year.” Hermione pointed out still flushed.
“And I still think you will want to extend it after we are done with that time.” He told her honestly.
All the while they were talking Hermione had been removing clothes and she now stood before him completely bare. He smiled as he enjoyed the view and just let her stand there for him.
“Master?” She asked after a few moments feeling more than a bit exposed in the open classroom.
“You truly are ravishing Treasure.” he told her and stood so he could walk around her. “I think before we begin we should put on your new collar, don’t you?” He asked and moved up behind her, gently pushed her hair out of his way, then lightly kissed the back of her neck.
She shivered from his touch and her breath caught in her throat at his words. “You like the idea of wearing my collar don’t you Treasure?” he asked and let his hands fall softly to her sides. “Tell your Master the truth.”
“Yes Master… I do.” She admitted and pressed herself back against him. Her skin flushed at her confession, but it was becoming harder and harder to lie to herself about how much she enjoyed the things she did with him.
“Good girl.” he said and this time she let herself moan. Harry smiled and gave her neck one last kiss. “Now kneel.” He ordered and moved around her once again.
She knelt down in front of him without hesitation, and he could hear as her breath became rapid.
“Do you accept my collar and your role as my slave from now, until it is removed?” Harry asked with as he worked hard to keep the smile off his lips.
“Yes Master.” She said and swallowed hard as she looked up at him.
“Good girl.” he rewarded her and slipped the soft collar around her neck. She moaned and closed her eyes.
“It will not be able to be removed by anyone but myself.” he told her once it was locked in place.
She swallowed again and ran her hand over the red stones. “It is lovely Master.” She told him softly.
“I am glad you like it, you will be wearing it for a very long time.” he told her and helped her to her feet.
“A year Master.. only a year.” She insisted and he just smiled.
“Now it is time for your punishment slave.” he told her and moved over to the teacher’s desk where he had hidden some of the other toys he had bought from Mistress Belladonna. He pulled out a pair of cuffs made of a very soft leather and lined in fur.
He walked back over to Hermione and wrapped them around her wrists. She watched her very curiously and he could tell she was working very hard not to ask the millions of questions that must have been flooding her brain. He decided he would reward her after her punishment was done if she kept herself from asking a single question until that time.
Once they were secured tightly around her wrists he moved her arms above her head and activated the magical rope that shot out of the middle of them and attached itself to the ceiling. Hermione’s eyes widened at the sight and she opened her mouth to ask something before quickly closing it again.
“You are being such a very good girl.” he told her and she shifted in her position. “None of that.” he said after he noticed the shift and used a sticking charm to keep her feet at shoulder length apart. He moved behind her and closed the door to the classroom, he put up a ward and a silencing spell so no one would be able to interrupt them.
“Now slave, tell your Master why you are being punished.” he ordered as he moved back over to the teacher’s desk.
“I talked back to my Master, and I kind of talked down to him as well.” She said and blushed as if she felt guilty over her crimes.
“Anything else?” he asked as he pulled out the magical flogger he had bought. It was one of his favorite new purchases. The handle was made of Holly, like his wand, and was wrapped in soft black deer hide leather. His felt like it was made just for his hand. The impact portion of the flogger would change to different leathers depending on the needs of the wielder.
“Not that I can think of Master.” She said and tried to look over to see what he was doing.
“Face forward.” he commanded and he moved up behind her. “So your sins are talking back and talking down to your Master.” he repeated her words. “You do not think it is wrong to question your Master’s superiority?” he asked and ran the soft deer hide tails up her back.
“I thought that counted as talking back Master.” She whimpered and goose bumps formed on her back at the feel of the leather.
“Than that would be two counts of talking back wouldn’t it slave?” he asked and set the flogger side so he could pull her hair up and out of the way.
The short talk with the experienced Mistress had helped him a lot with figuring out some of the more technical problems that came with the new games he played. She had gone over the proper use of a flogger and suggested that he stick to that and his hand until he had time to practice with other impact toys. She had also suggested a few books to help him with more detailed information on his new lifestyle.
“Yes Master.” She agreed, her voice tight from the control she was exhibiting. Then she finally broke. “Master what are you doing? Where did you get all these magical objects? How do you know how do all this stuff? Have you done this before?” She asked question after question with no breath between, and no end in sight.
Harry moved around her so he could look into her eyes. He placed his fingers on her collar and smiled as her said. “Punishment.” At the simple word the chollar changed from the silk and stone necklace to a solid garnet collar that would be tight around her neck, but not tight enough to restrict air flow. It now had also had a d ring hanging off the front.
Hermione went silent as she felt the collar change and tighten, her back straightened as she knew she had misspoken once again.
“We will have to add questioning your Master without permission to the list.” he told her with a frown, though inwardly he was smiling.
“I am sorry Master.” She said and looked down to the ground.
“Look at me slave.”
She looked up at his command and she really did look sorry for her breach of control. She loved to please so very much, and was very hard on herself when she thought she had fallen short.
“You will be punished and then it will be forgiven.” he told her and moved around to her back. “First we warm you up, so we do not hurt you lovely skin.” he explained knowing she would soak in the new information like it was air.
He brought the tails of leather down upon her back. He did not use his full strength in the hit as he needed to test out how sensitive she really was. She gasped at the strike and he smiled at the light pink stripe that formed on her skin. He repeated the hit again and again until she stopped jumping with each strike.
“Now that you are warmed up it is time for your punishment slave.” He told her and looked down at the tool in his hand. He turned a gem on the neck of the flogger to a position that would set the leather to that of cow hide.
“I think five for talking back to your Master, ten for talking down to your Master, and one for each of the questions you asked without permission. How many is that slave?” he asked as he had lost count of her questions, but he knew his slave well enough to know she would be honest with him.
“Twenty two Master.” She said and he saw her tense up as was becoming nervous about what came next.
He ran a soft hand over her back to try and calm her. “Do you trust me Treasure?” he asked her softly.
“Yes Master.”
“Would I truly hurt you in any way?” he asked in the same gentle tone.
“No Master.” She said and he could feel her relaxing under his hand.
“This will hurt, but it will not be anything you can’t take.” He told her more seriously.
“I understand Master, I just… Please tell me how you know all this?” She asked with a pitiful whimper.
“I am adding a strike for the question, but I will answer it.” he told her and moved closer to her. “As you may have guessed I visited a local store that specializes in this sort of equipment. The woman running the store and I had a long talk about the use of these toys. She also gave me some books I have been reading, does that make you feel any better slave?”
She smiled and nodded. “Yes Master.” She said and relaxed more.
He moved back from her and changed the flogger back into a deer hide to make sure she was still warmed up before he could start in the real punishment.
“Now.” he started once he was sure her back was prepared. “You will count each strike and apologize for the sin it represents.” He told her before changing the tool again and getting into a proper stance.
With the first hit she gasped and her back arched at the sting. So surprised by the feel of his new toy she almost forgot to do as he had commanded. “One Master, I am sorry for talking back to you.” She said after a moment to regroup.
He hit her again and this time she spoke more quickly as she had not been stunned. He punishment was set to test her both physically and mentally, as she had to keep track of what she was being punished for. She pleased him as she never missed the change to the new crime.
By the time he got the end she was fully crying out with each new strike, but always made her count clear enough for him to understand.
He admired the red and purple stripes that criss crossed her back and moved closer to run his hand along them. She took in a staggered breath at the new sensation.
“Punishment is over now Treasure, you did so very well.” he told her soothingly. “You have pleased me greatly.” he complimented to make sure knew how well she had done. He moved around her and smiled at the tears that streamed down her face. “You are forgiven Treasure. How do you feel?” he asked as he let his hand cup her wet cheek.
It took her a moment to clear her throat enough to speak, but when she did she looked into his eyes. “Lighter Master.” She told him with a confused expression.
“That is because penance helps to take away the guilt.” he told her before he leaned in and kissed her softly. She moaned into his lips and tried to move herself forward against him.

He had let Hermione down and healed her back before sending her off to bed without him. He had told her he wanted to do some work on the room, but now he sat with his four other girls kneeling in front of him.
Vixen already wore her new collar and held her head proudly to display it It was black and made of a hardened leather. It was thin enough that those not in the lifestyle would think it was a fashion choice, but to those who knew what they were looking at it sent the clear message: Owed.
Harry smiled as he watched his other girls glance his fox’s neck every so often. Cocktoy and Fucktoy seemed to have mixed feelings about it, but Whip was more than just a bit jealous of her Slytherin sister.
“As some of you may have noticed, Vixen has a new collar. Each of you will be getting your own collars tonight. Vixen was with me when I bought them, and the need for her to show the fact she is owned was the most important of you all.” he said with a frown as he thought about her old Master.
“Whip, come forward and kneel to your Master.” he said and watched as his slave got to her feet and then lowered herself gracefully in front of him. He stood and pulled the collar from a box he had sitting next to his chair.
“Do you accept my collar and your role as my slave from now, until it is removed?” he asked as he carefully kept the collar out of her line of vision.
“Yes Master.” She said and let a smile form on her face.
He slipped the silk necklace with black metal beads around her neck and clasped in place. It was the exact same type as he had given Hermione, but for what the beads were made of.
“Good girl.” he told her kindly and tilted her chin up to look into her eyes. “This will only be able to be removed by myself. It is a daycollar so that no one needs to know you are owned, just yet.” He told her softly.
“Yes Master.” She said but was still smiling happily.
“Move back to the others.” he ordered and turned to Ginny. “Fuck Toy, come forward.”
As one moved back the other moved forward and knelt down in front of him without him even asking. She looked more than a bit nervous.
“Do you not want my collar slut?” he asked with a smile.
“I do Master.” She said and blushed.
“Do you accept my collar and your role as my slut from now, until it is removed?” He asked as he pulled her collar from his box.
“Yes Master.” She said and took a deep breath before she closed her eyes.
Harry slipped a simple red choker around her neck. It was just a leather band that was brought together in the front by a simple O ring. Off of the ring was a small charm that had been engraved just for her. He felt it would be easy enough to hide, but at the same time it would be a constant reminder of her status with him.
“Good girl, have Cocktoy read the charm for you.” he said with a smile as he sat back down. Ginny moved back to her place next to Cho and held her neck up so the other girl could read the tag.
“It says Fucktoy.” Cho told her which made both girls blush.
“Cocktoy, it is your turn.” he said and stood again as oldest girl knelt down in front of him. “Do you accept my collar and your role as my slut from now, until it is removed?” he asked for the final time that day.
“Yes Master.” She said though she was trying to get a better look at her own collar.
He slipped it around her neck and smiled as it matched Ginny’s exactly. The only two differences were the name inscribed in the charm and the leather was blue instead of red.
“Good girl.”
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