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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Snape/Hermione
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Adult ++
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6
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23,391
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19
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Chapter 3
None of the characters are mine, they belong to J K Rowling.
Hermione was crawling towards Severus, feeling very out of her depth. Severus had never treated her like this before, what was going on?
Her head smacked into something hard, and she yelped involuntarily. An extremely close chuckle let her know what-or rather who-she had bumped into.
She knelt at her lover’s knees, awaiting her next order. In a way, she was kind of enjoying this, although she would never admit it. She would much rather be the one in charge of the situation, but it was a nice change to follow someone else’s orders, and not have to think.
Severus was loving the amount of control he had over her. It was amazing that she trusted him so much, he mused. He would have to be careful not to abuse this trust, and make sure she enjoyed herself too.
He smiled. But he would have some fun first.
He forced Hermione’s hands to rest upon his knees, his legs spread open to allow her to kneel comfortably.
“Now then, I want you to fill your sweet luscious mouth with my long, thick cock, and pleasure me, do you understand? And don’t even think about biting me, you proud child,” he sneered the last word, and lowered his voice. “Because if you do, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.”
His words struck a chord of fear in Hermione, and she knew better than to argue with him now. She slowly lowered her head into Severus’s lap, licking her lips. Severus grabbed her by her bushy hair, and guided her to his large organ, watching her lick the first of the juices of its tip. He moaned as she licked along his length, and couldn’t take any more. Taking care not to hurt her, he pushed her mouth onto him, groaning as her tight lips grasped his base, and her tongue moved against the underside of his prick.
He felt his balls tighten as he reached the back of her throat, but fought off his release. He wanted to enjoy this a little longer, before giving into the enveloping warmth.
After 6 months, Hermione thought she knew what Severus liked. She moved her lips upwards, teasing the tip of him with her tongue, swirling it around his head, then kissing it. Allowing a bit more of him to enter her mouth, she teased him for a little bit more, carrying on until she came to the base again. However, as she went back up to tease his head with her tongue, she felt her head being pushed down again, forcing him to the back of her throat. Hermione let out a muffled grunt of pain, but this only served to turn Snape on even more. She felt hands on either side of her head, pulling in her hair, as Severus moaned in pleasure, thrusting himself inside her tight wet mouth. She considered biting him, but remembered his earlier warning, and it was all Hermione could do not to gag, as his engorged organ struck the back of her throat with every thrust.
Severus knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his orgasm at bay for much longer, hearing Hermione grunt again in mouth, in what he thought was pleasure, his balls contracted hard, and he pumped his precious fluid into Hermione’s mouth, forcing her to swallow every last bit.
“Mmmm, very nice. Now, slave, clean me up,” he ordered, watching Hermione with a grin on his face as she set about removing the fluid that had escaped from her mouth, guided by Severus’s hands, and also the head of his slowly deflating organ. It was clear from her expression that she wasn’t enjoying this, and Severus felt a moment of compassion come upon his soul.
He lifted Hermione up, carrying her in his strong arms casually, as if she were a child. She was not very heavy, and he knew that this would make her feel disorientated. Throwing her upon the bed, he grabbed his wand, and whispered an earlier incantation, causing the chains to reappear, holding her down once more. Another few words, and the collar and chain from around Hermione’s neck disappeared.
He smiled once more, marvelling at her wondrous body, before he lay between her spread legs on the bed. Stroking her naked legs slowly, he kissed her stomach lightly, causing Hermione to flinch. Being blindfolded had increased her sense of touch, just as Severus had hoped it would do. He smiled, and set about licking and kissing her stomach, hips and inner thighs, teasing her mercilessly.
Watching her twist underneath his touch was amazing, he thought. It was obvious she was trying to guide his touch somewhere, but bound in the chains she couldn’t use her hands, and being stubborn meant she would never ask for such a thing.
Smirking inside his mind, he considered how much fun it would be to make her beg, and break her of her stubbornness. He could see how wet she was getting, and decided to see how long it would be before she broke.
Leaning closer to the area between her legs, he breathed out gently. Feeling his warm breath on such an intimate area made Hermione buck on the bed, and it took all her willpower not to let out a moan. She would never let the old man know how turned on she was getting.
Laying a gentle kiss on her clit, Severus raised his head up, and gazed upon the woman beneath him. He moved up the bed, towards her chest, where he began to pay attention to Hermione’s jutting nipples, kissing and caressing them gently, each in turn, smiling as he heard the soft pants coming from her mouth. He continued to concentrate on her perfect breasts, while thinking what to do next. He decided Hermione deserved a treat, for behaving so well, and playing along with his game.
“My dear, it seems you’re starting to learn. Answer me a few questions, and I’ll reward you,” he whispered in his silken voice.
He lowered his head between her legs once more, his long hair tickling Hermione’s legs as he kissed each of her thighs softly.
“First question,” he said. “Who is in charge?”
“You are,” answered Hermione, still breathing quite heavily.
“Correct,” Severus said, and laid another gentle kiss on her clit. “Now, if you can answer me this next question, I will touch you with my fingers. Would you like that my dear?”
Hermione whispered. “Yes, please, Severus, please.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that. I said, would you like that?”
“Please, I need you, please, Severus!” Hermione begged.
Seeing how desperate she was for his touch, Severus complied.
Hermione was crawling towards Severus, feeling very out of her depth. Severus had never treated her like this before, what was going on?
Her head smacked into something hard, and she yelped involuntarily. An extremely close chuckle let her know what-or rather who-she had bumped into.
She knelt at her lover’s knees, awaiting her next order. In a way, she was kind of enjoying this, although she would never admit it. She would much rather be the one in charge of the situation, but it was a nice change to follow someone else’s orders, and not have to think.
Severus was loving the amount of control he had over her. It was amazing that she trusted him so much, he mused. He would have to be careful not to abuse this trust, and make sure she enjoyed herself too.
He smiled. But he would have some fun first.
He forced Hermione’s hands to rest upon his knees, his legs spread open to allow her to kneel comfortably.
“Now then, I want you to fill your sweet luscious mouth with my long, thick cock, and pleasure me, do you understand? And don’t even think about biting me, you proud child,” he sneered the last word, and lowered his voice. “Because if you do, it’ll be the last thing you ever do.”
His words struck a chord of fear in Hermione, and she knew better than to argue with him now. She slowly lowered her head into Severus’s lap, licking her lips. Severus grabbed her by her bushy hair, and guided her to his large organ, watching her lick the first of the juices of its tip. He moaned as she licked along his length, and couldn’t take any more. Taking care not to hurt her, he pushed her mouth onto him, groaning as her tight lips grasped his base, and her tongue moved against the underside of his prick.
He felt his balls tighten as he reached the back of her throat, but fought off his release. He wanted to enjoy this a little longer, before giving into the enveloping warmth.
After 6 months, Hermione thought she knew what Severus liked. She moved her lips upwards, teasing the tip of him with her tongue, swirling it around his head, then kissing it. Allowing a bit more of him to enter her mouth, she teased him for a little bit more, carrying on until she came to the base again. However, as she went back up to tease his head with her tongue, she felt her head being pushed down again, forcing him to the back of her throat. Hermione let out a muffled grunt of pain, but this only served to turn Snape on even more. She felt hands on either side of her head, pulling in her hair, as Severus moaned in pleasure, thrusting himself inside her tight wet mouth. She considered biting him, but remembered his earlier warning, and it was all Hermione could do not to gag, as his engorged organ struck the back of her throat with every thrust.
Severus knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his orgasm at bay for much longer, hearing Hermione grunt again in mouth, in what he thought was pleasure, his balls contracted hard, and he pumped his precious fluid into Hermione’s mouth, forcing her to swallow every last bit.
“Mmmm, very nice. Now, slave, clean me up,” he ordered, watching Hermione with a grin on his face as she set about removing the fluid that had escaped from her mouth, guided by Severus’s hands, and also the head of his slowly deflating organ. It was clear from her expression that she wasn’t enjoying this, and Severus felt a moment of compassion come upon his soul.
He lifted Hermione up, carrying her in his strong arms casually, as if she were a child. She was not very heavy, and he knew that this would make her feel disorientated. Throwing her upon the bed, he grabbed his wand, and whispered an earlier incantation, causing the chains to reappear, holding her down once more. Another few words, and the collar and chain from around Hermione’s neck disappeared.
He smiled once more, marvelling at her wondrous body, before he lay between her spread legs on the bed. Stroking her naked legs slowly, he kissed her stomach lightly, causing Hermione to flinch. Being blindfolded had increased her sense of touch, just as Severus had hoped it would do. He smiled, and set about licking and kissing her stomach, hips and inner thighs, teasing her mercilessly.
Watching her twist underneath his touch was amazing, he thought. It was obvious she was trying to guide his touch somewhere, but bound in the chains she couldn’t use her hands, and being stubborn meant she would never ask for such a thing.
Smirking inside his mind, he considered how much fun it would be to make her beg, and break her of her stubbornness. He could see how wet she was getting, and decided to see how long it would be before she broke.
Leaning closer to the area between her legs, he breathed out gently. Feeling his warm breath on such an intimate area made Hermione buck on the bed, and it took all her willpower not to let out a moan. She would never let the old man know how turned on she was getting.
Laying a gentle kiss on her clit, Severus raised his head up, and gazed upon the woman beneath him. He moved up the bed, towards her chest, where he began to pay attention to Hermione’s jutting nipples, kissing and caressing them gently, each in turn, smiling as he heard the soft pants coming from her mouth. He continued to concentrate on her perfect breasts, while thinking what to do next. He decided Hermione deserved a treat, for behaving so well, and playing along with his game.
“My dear, it seems you’re starting to learn. Answer me a few questions, and I’ll reward you,” he whispered in his silken voice.
He lowered his head between her legs once more, his long hair tickling Hermione’s legs as he kissed each of her thighs softly.
“First question,” he said. “Who is in charge?”
“You are,” answered Hermione, still breathing quite heavily.
“Correct,” Severus said, and laid another gentle kiss on her clit. “Now, if you can answer me this next question, I will touch you with my fingers. Would you like that my dear?”
Hermione whispered. “Yes, please, Severus, please.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that. I said, would you like that?”
“Please, I need you, please, Severus!” Hermione begged.
Seeing how desperate she was for his touch, Severus complied.