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The Making of a Dominatrix	By : Paul_Grots Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 67831 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 9
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-The Beginning
- 2-Arrival at Hogwarts
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Note: A continuation almost seven years in the making. Leave a review and tell me what you want to see next. First chapter has been edited a bit to fit how I'd like to see this progress and many major errors fixed.

It was an agonizingly long train ride for four members of the quintet, and an agonizingly pleasurable train ride for the bushy haired witch. She had managed to rub herself to several very pleasing orgasms while watching the two couples struggle, a pool of her lubrication forming on the chair and dripping softly onto Harry's face with a satisfying 'splat', 'splat'.
As the train made its way to Hogwarts, every deformity in the track sent a jolt through the joined couples, causing their bound nipples to pull at each other. On particularly violent or prolonged bumps, such as when crossing the wooden bridge, groans from the bound magicians could heard due to the unexpectedly harsh tugs at their chests.
Of the four, only one member had broken Hermione's order not to orgasm. Ginny shamefully let her pleasure be heard as the prolonged vibrations from the train bridge caused her brother's painfully engorged cock to move pleasingly inside her cunt. The red-bushed witch's cunt clamping tightly around Ron's cock as she felt the unwanted pleasure from the friction, combined with the sharp tugging at her chest as well as the depravity of being impaled on her sibling's rod.
The corset clad witch had swatted her arse cheeks several times with her crop, before realizing she was a witch where she then sent a trio of stinging hexes at Ginny's rapidly reddening rump and one aimed directly at her arsehole. The red headed witch let out a short cry of pain when they connected.
Ron had been through a spectrum of emotions. The initial revulsion of seeing his sister naked and being impaled on his cock was almost immediately replaced by pleasure. By this point, he had long past gotten over any reservations he had over being inside of her cunt. Ginny's warm, tight channel having sucked those reservations out of him just like it was trying to his semen.
Unfortunately for him, the enchanted ring around his cock rendered him incapable of releasing his building ejaculation. It had been especially tough on the red headed wizard when he felt her tight, no longer virginal, channel clench tighter around his rod in orgasm. Desperate to cum, but unable, his scrotum retracted tightly around his testicles which had ascended high into their sack, trying to expel their potent contents. All his cock could do was throb with his heart-rate, causing a pleasing sensation for his coupled sibling.
Harry, however, was conflicted. He wasn't sure what had happened to his bushy haired, rule-loving, bookworm friend over the summer and he also wasn't sure how to feel about it. On one hand, she was right. Hermione was his best friend and always set aside her needs and wants to help him, so he did owe her. The raven haired wizard would have gladly experimented with her if that was what she wanted. On the other hand, she hadn't given him a choice. Instead, she had tied him up and forced him to lose his virginity to another witch. Albeit a witch who was very pleasing on the eyes and one he hoped would become his friend.
'This loss of control may not be a bad thing, though', Harry mused. Since arriving at Hogwarts he had been placed in situations where he had to step up and take charge or be killed. Having spent his childhood with the Dursley's, he wasn't used to having that much control and frankly it was tiring. He could do without the slaps from her crop though, continuing to muse, 'Hermione has always been there to guide me and help me before, and she has never steered me wrong before. I hope she lets me cum though, my erection is starting to hurt and my balls feel so full.'
Luna, despite disliking the pain, wasn't conflicted at all. Ever since her mum had died her father had been incredibly distant, avoiding physical contact except on her birthdays and Yule. Even her best friend Ginny had rebuffed her requests for hugs as children, the red head claiming that growing up in a cramped house with six older brothers, many of them fond of roughhousing, had left her wanting as much physical space as she could get.
'Having someone inside of me is the closest hug I can give', the furry cunted blonde thought, 'Having friends is the best feeling in the world." While she had managed not to orgasm, not wanting to upset her new brown haired friend, she had been riding a feeling of euphoria ever since she had gotten used to the intrusion.
She had almost crossed the edge several times throughout the journey. Once when Harry had broken their kiss, gazed into her eyes and smiled at her, her heart had jumped for joy knowing her body had brought his the same pleasure. The other times she came close to crying out her pleasure happened when she decided to lap up Hermione's pooling juices from Harry's face. The taste had been wonderful and she couldn't wait to figure out how to bring her witchy friend pleasure with her body.
Hermione had continued to lustfully watch the scene she had created, unaware of the participants various musings, and brought herself off a final time. Suddenly, the train's bell sounded. "We're arriving at Hogsmeade Station in 30 minutes.", Hermione needlessly announced as she stood up, "I'm going to unbind you all and cast cleaning charms over you now, you all reek of sex." she continued as she did just that.
The four teens disentangled themselves and stood up. Ron and Ginny moving to pick up their discarded robes as Harry stood looking at Hermione for an instruction and Luna stared off at a creature only she could see, completely unabashed at her own nakedness.
"Stop!", the crop wielding witch said to the red headed siblings, "I didn't give you permission to put on clothes", she stated. The red heads sheepishly looked at her, fearful of retaliation. "Good", Hermione continued, "you can put on your school robes now, but remember Ginny, you lost privileges to your underthings."
The feisty witch pouted in response, picking up her blouse and skirt, hoping her erect nipples wouldn't show and that her skirt was long enough to protect her modesty, Hogwarts had many stairs to climb, after all. Harry and Ron struggled to fit their still straining erections inside of their pants and zip them up, while Luna leisurely pulled on her bra and panties without a care, watching the boys struggle.
"Remember what I said about tattling to a professor about this", Hermione said while shrugging on her school robe and closing it tight, hiding her leather clothes from view, "the pain I sent through your rings earlier was just the first level if you tell, and when I'm done punishing you I will obliviate you back to being toddlers."
Ginny winced as she set her still sore bum gently on the compartment seat, "Really Hermione, my own brother?! I thought we were friends.", she complained. Hermione sent her a glare, "Careful with the back talk, Ginny. Why does it matter, anyway? You're a pureblood, I thought you would want to keep up the tradition? Besides, Ron isn't complaining."
The slightly cowed red headed witch responded, "Well, Ron's a bloke, he'll stick it into anything if you get him excited enough.", she continued in a mumble, "The Weasley's don't do that", even softer, "not for a few generations." Hermione chuckled as she heard the train brake into the station, "See, it isn't a problem for you at all, then, you're just picking it back up."
The four sore magicians and one sated witch slowly walked to one of the seemingly self-drawn carriages, getting in the last one left. Once they were settled, Ron spoke up, "Please Hermione, you've gotta let us cum, this is torture, I don't know how I'll make it through the feast with my cock throbbing like this." Harry unsure how to act around his bushy haired friend now, shyly nodded, signalling his agreement.
"Well boys, since you asked so nicely I will think about it. Maybe tonight, after we're all up in our dorms.", Hermione responded before point her wand at each boy's tented crotch in turn and casting a spell, "For now, I've done you a favor and gotten rid of your erections. I don't need someone wondering why you two have decided to pitch tents in the middle of the Great Hall.", she laughed.
"But we will have to find a way to include Luna, she has been so well-behaved, after all", she added, causing the eccentric blonde witch to start humming a happy tune as the carriage made its way to the castle.
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