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A different way of looking at things	By : radiofishlips Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 128422 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 4: Day one

The cool light of dawn washed in through the tower window
and across Harry's face. As the veil of sleep rose from him he couldn�t help
but wonder why he had not closed the curtains last night it was then that he
felt the weight on his legs and lower torso. Reaching out his hand he muttered
�Accio Glasses�

Catching the glasses he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and
slipped them on before raising his head to see what the weight was. Looking
down the bed he was somewhat pleasantly shocked to see a mass of brown hair
resting on his stomach and the ivory skin of a very nice firm looking ass
sticking up from between his legs.

Harry couldn�t help but laugh softly at the sight. He
remembered the night before and the wonderful sensations of Hermione's lips and
tongue dancing over his swollen rod. He could clearly recall the feeling of his
balls tightening and knowing that meant having to make the decision of where he
was going to fire his load. The options were simple deep into her mouth or to
pull her off and let his seed splatter onto her face. Both of those options
were good but the limited time to make the decision forced his hand and forced
in both a literal and figurative sense. He still had one hand resting on the
back of her head the fingers entwined in her hair. While he was not guiding her
head in any way it felt powerful to him and that was a feeling he would learn
to love. Finally feeling the loss of pressure in his balls as they erupted he
pushed down on Hermione's head forcing the head of his cock to the beginning of
her throat and groaned as her fired several spurts deep into her forcing her to
swallow. When the wondrous feeling subsided he pulled her head off and back to
look at him. the light in her eyes telling him much more about her enjoyment of
his action than the smile that was slowly forming on her lips.

The last thing he could remember before laying back and
sinking into contented slumber was praising her actions with a quiet, �good
girl� sleep now�

Coming back to the present he wondered if she was awake yet.
Reaching out he brushed back the hair and saw her eyes starting to flutter as
she slowly returned to the waking world.

Hermione had been slowly rousing for about a minute and was
currently trying to work out why her knees and thighs were sore and her bum was
cold. Shifting her head a bit she noticed her pillow felt strange and she
remembered the dream she woken up form. In her dream Harry had told her to
strip for him in the shared common room and then taken her to his bed where she
had given him a long blowjob before he jammed her head onto his cock and came
hard firing several spurts cum into the back of her mouth. Pressing her legs
together she smiled. God she was horny it would be another morning of plundering
her pussy before she could face the school.

It was then that she felt her hair move. Thinking it was
Crookshanks wanting to be fed she ignored it and muttered to herself, �God I
wish that had been more than a dream.�

�Well yes it was well worth dreaming about slut.�

Hermione's eyes flew open and as her vision cleared she had
a very clear view of a hip the side of a bed and a wall that looked remarkably
like the one in Harry's room. Looking up toward the top of the bed she blinked
twice as she saw a smiling Harry looking down at her over his chest. It was
about now that her mind kicked in and very quickly processed some facts. �naked
hip� check, bed with linen different to her bed� check, wall in head boys room
colors� check, cold ass� check, sore knees and thighs� check, smiling Harry�
check.�

As these thoughts processed a blush crept up her face and
the brain came to three major conclusions the first being she was naked, the
second being she was in Harry's room and the third she was still on her knees
her tits resting between Harry's thighs and her head pillowed on his stomach.
The next revelation to hit her was the dream she had been having was in fact no
dream and all of those previous factors were making her very happy. In fact if
the moisture that was to be felt between her legs was an indication it was
making her a whole hell of a lot more than happy.

Harry watched as a look of recognition came across her face
and a blush traveled up from her chin only to disappear into her hairline.

Hermione grinned, �thank god it wasn�t a dream. Did you
sleep well Master?�

�I did� although we both slept later than normal. We need to
be at breakfast in 20 minutes. So what I want you to do is go get my clothes
for me and then go to the bathroom and warm the shower up for me. I will be
there in a few minutes and I want to see you kneeling by the shower waiting for
me. Do you understand?�

�Yes Master.� She replied as she raised herself from the bed
and started to move about his room. After a moment she finished gathering his
clothes and briskly headed for the bathroom. Without closing the door Harry
could hear the shower start.

Hermione's voice issues forth from the other room in a
nervous question, �Master� May I use the toilet please?�

�No.�

Harry heard a slight gasp from the bathroom as he got off
the bed. Slipping the boxers the rest of the way off he wandered into the
bathroom stopping at the door to take in the beautiful sight of Hermione
kneeling next to the shower waiting for him. Walking across to the shower Harry
could see a desperate question stepping into the shower he asked, �What�s the
matter little one?�

She blushed a nice bright red, �I really need to pee Master.�

Smiling to himself he turned to face her and held out his
hand to her, �come on into the shower with you.�

Hermione took his hand and stood, flicked her head at the
toilet and then with a shudder of resolve stepped into the spray of the shower
and found herself pulled against Harry whose soapy hand started to run across
the top of her ass.

�So how badly do you need to pee?�

Resting her head on his shoulder to hide her embarrassment a
small shudder escaped from her as she replied, �I'm about to burst Master. I
needed to go as soon as I got up but I did as you asked first.�

�And doing as I asked first was the right thing to do.�

Harry's hand slipped around her hip and pushed its way down
to her pussy. Slipping two fingers between her lower lips he gently spread them
apart as she moaned with the contact.

�Well if you need to pee so badly you can pee here.� he said
as he stepped away from her while still holding her pussy lips open with one
hand. the other resting on her back holding her head to his shoulder.

�Come on then I thought you needed to pee.� Harry smirked as
his fingers slowly began to ease back and forth against the sensitive inside of
her lips while coming excruciatingly close to her clit but never coming in
contact.

Hermione groaned this was so embarrassing. She knew he was
going to take control of her and that was a wonderful thought. She shuddered as
she thought. �If this is the level of control I can expect I think I'm going to
be one happy camper.� It was with this thought that she let go of her bladder
and started to urinate all over herself with her lips spread there was little
to control the flow and it sprayed over her legs down to her knees. She just
hoped she didn�t get any on Harry.

Harry felt her let go and soon he could feel the liquid of a
different temperature flowing across his fingers. Looking down he could see the
dark amber liquid spray out from her center and flow down her legs.

�That�s my girl,� he whispered to her, �such a good dirty
little girl aren�t you.�

Hearing his words she shuddered again in delight she was
his, his dirty girl, his slut, his anything. This thought rattled about in her
dazed brain for a few moments and when it settled it dragged along a friend.
That friend was a little less welcome to her. It was that friend that asked �he
keeps calling me a slut I wonder if that means he expects me to fuck other
people.�

�Master� can I ask you a question please?� she asked with
growing concern in her voice.

�Of course you can� you can always ask me any questions you
like. In my reading I found that some Dom�s like to restrict the speech of
their slaves but I don�t think I want that you can speak freely to anyone but I
want you to always show respect. You also need to remember other than me nobody
has the right to order you about. You are my property yes. But you are still
not inferior to anyone.�

Tears leaked from her eyes as he said this and she shivered
as his hands went back to washing her. He stepped back with his hand leaving
her pussy to reach about and join the other rubbing her wonderful body with his
manly scented body wash.

�What was that question love?� he asked after she had been
silent for a time.

�Master� you have been calling me slut quite a bit and I was
wondering if that means you want me to go out and fuck all the boys in the
school.�

Harry thought for a moment before he spoke, �you are my
slave, I own your body and as such if I want to have you bend over the teachers
table in the great hall and have Snape fuck your ass with a charm enlarged cock
that is what you will do.�

�BUT and this is a big but. I love you� I love you so much
that I can�t describe it properly. Part of becoming who we are may mean you
will have another man fuck you. Part of it may mean I want you to keel between
another witches legs and worship at her alter. But know this I will never do
anything to truly hurt you and that�s not because the protection charm won�t
let me but because I couldn�t do that to you. Do you understand me my love?�

Hermione shuddered and came on the spot her breath ragged
and replied, �Yes Master� thank you.�

Hermione pulled back and looked up at Harry with a mischievous
glint in her eye, �So� no Snape then Master?�

Harry let out a short sharp barking laugh and slapped her
firmly on the ass. �No love� no Snape� Draco perhaps but no Snape.�

Hermione heard the tease in his voice and smirked as she
started to wash Harry. �Oh� Draco� Hmm� would I have to call him Master
ferret?�

With that the shower dissolved into laughter and gentle
caresses as they washed each other rather thoroughly. Hermione almost came
again as Harry washed her rearmost hole altogether too well.

Leaving the shower and drying them off with a quick spell
Harry got dressed as he followed Hermione into her old room. Stopping in front
of her wardrobe Harry started going through her clothes finding a uniform skirt
and blouse for her. Handing her the clothes he watched as she blushed.

�May I dress Master we should be leaving soon?�

Harry nodded and watched as she slipped the skirt on then
the blouse. He almost whined as she started to button the blouse hiding her
breasts from his view. Looking up as she finished she smiled as Harry handed
her a school tie and a pair of knee length socks.

As she finished dressing she twirled on the spot for Harry.
Coming back to rest facing him she noticed a thoughtful look on his face to
which she raised an eyebrow.

�No no no� that just won�t do.� Flicking his wand he
transfigured her socks into sheer lacy toped thigh length stockings and then
stood to survey her again.

Smiling he flicked his wand again, �curtus�

Hermione gasped as she felt the skirt shorten by at least 3
inches, the skirt was now resting at mid thigh instead of just above her knee.
Handing the blushing head girl her robes he picked up her book bag and started
for the great hall. �Come on love we don�t want to be late for breakfast.

~*~

There arrival in the great hall when largely unnoticed as
far as far as Hermione could tell. As they approached he Gryffindor table Ron
noticed Hermione looking about with a worried look.

Waiting till they sat down Ron asked, �What�s up Hermione?�

Hermione looked over at Ron and opened her mouth to speak
when Harry interrupted her, �she�s worried the whole hall has realized she isn�t
wearing panties�

Ron's head snapped up and looked at Harry then almost broke
at the neck as he quickly swiveled to look at Hermione then he laughed, �oh
Harry that was a good one jeepers mate make sure you don�t say something like
that when I'm eating.�

Harry's hand dropped to Hermione's knee and he gently
squeezed it for comfort.

Hermione was somewhat speechless �he told Ron� oh my god�
now Ron knows� looking over at Ron she was somewhat relieved that her thought
Harry was joking. She shivered as she realized Harry's hand was no longer on
her knee. It was still in contact with her but now it was in contact with bare
flesh sitting just under her hem of her skirt and resting just above the top of
her stockings and it was slowly inching higher.

Harry continued to eat with one hand and with the other hand
caress his sluts� leg he smiled to himself as he used a fork to break up his
eggs as his other hand came in contact with the fuzz that covered Hermione's.

�Urk� I think I have a hair in my food. Man I hate hair in inconvenient
places.� Mused Harry as he looked at Hermione.

Hermione blushed slightly as her head dropped submissively a
small smile tugging at her lips.

�ill take care of it today� Master� she said softly.

The bushy haired bookworm know-it-all witch sat there zoning
out as Harry pushed one finger into her hot snatch. Her legs parted to give her
Master better access to her body and she felt a second finger join the first. The
feelings were oh so forbidden as Harry's fingers slid ever so rhythmically in
and out of her tight channel. She could feel the tension in her body build and then
there was a new sensation as harries palm came in contact with her nub and
started to gently press against it in a rather nice way.

Noticing that Ron was deep in conversation with Dean and Shamus
Harry turned and whispered in her ear, �are you ready to cum for me?�

Hermione's head bobbed in the affirmative and she whispered,
�Close Master� Ohh so close.�

Harry slowed a bit to keep her on edge for the next 10
minutes as they both finished breakfast. As Ron was getting up to leave for
classes Harry sped up and with a long sigh Hermione shuddered through a nice
gentle orgasm.

Slipping his fingers out of the tight tunnel Harry stood and
reached for her hand, �Come on Mione Time for class, don�t what to be late� do
we?

Rising from the table she turned eyes still downcast and
blushing slightly as the trio left the hall.

Watching Hermione and Harry from her own breakfast at the
Ravenclaw table Luna furrowed her brow and asked herself, �What�s up with those
two?�
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