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Hermione and the Juju of Pleasure	By : Cloudbringer Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 16099 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Warning, This chapter contains: Angst Bi ChallengeFic Dom Exhib FF MC Ms Minor2 Oral Slave Voy
Chapter 04: The Proposal
“No sense wasting it all.”
“I’m sorry…” Hermione panted as if she had been running for an hour. “I’m sorry.” Hermione straightened up and noticed the two men weren’t even at their feet anymore. She looked around and saw no sign of the other women or the human furniture. It was just Hermione and Victoria. “Where did they go?”
“They gave us privacy as soon as you sipped. They remember their first drink.” Victoria wiped a finger across Hermione’s lips again.
“So… it wasn’t real…” It was more of a wish than a question.
“Define real. Did you feel it, taste it, smell it?”
Hermione nodded.
“And you remember it.” Victoria smiled. “What did you see?”
Hermione swallowed and hesitated. “You, the two men.”
“What did they do?”
Hermione swallowed again and looked away.
“Don’t be shy. I remember my first drink as it was yesterday.”
“They… kissed my ankles.”
“And?”
Hermione looked back at Victoria. “Then my thighs. I felt I was fighting myself. I didn’t want them to continue, but…”
“Sounds like your mind was fighting what they wanted and what you wanted.” Victoria looked down at Hermione’s crotch. “So, did they get what they wanted?”
“I, I thought they were. But…”
Victoria raised an eyebrow. “There’s a but? You stopped it?”
“Not really, it changed. Everything changed.” Hermione shook her head. “I… Cedric… what was that?”
Victoria grabbed Hermione’s shoulders. “Very rare for someone to withstand the desires of others in their first drink. Let alone change it all together. It sounds like that second vision was something you wanted.”
“But you said it could be either.”
“Sure, but self want hardly ever overrides the want of others when the person is untrained and inexperienced.”
“So that was good?”
“Better than you know.”
Hermione looked at the goblet. “I’m sorry for wasting it.”
“No one ever holds down their first drink, sweetie. You actually held it longer than I expected.”
“What is it? I… tasted it in my dream… my vision.”
Victoria stirred the remainder of liquid with a finger. She lifted it out and Hermione saw it for the first time. It was a ghostly white that sparkled, similar to pensieve memory liquid.
“Are those memories?” Hermione remembered the taste and the saltiness of sweat. “Is it…”
“It’s a combination of things. It’s called Appetentia, basically bottled desire. Highly regulated of course.”
“I can see why.”
“But very profitable.” Victoria licked her stirring finger. She closed her eyes. “I see the boy you were talking about… he looks delicious.”
“What?”
Victoria looked back at Hermione and raised the goblet. “You didn’t keep the memories of desires in you.”
“And if you take what I left… you can see what I saw?”
“For a little while, before it fades away. Rejected desires don’t last long. It can also be dangerous leaving yours behind, or useful if you collect others.”
Hermione thought about that. Someone could spike another’s drink and when it was over, collect the memories and find out what their hidden desires were. But she would have to drink what they spit up. Hermione wasn’t sure she could do that part. But what if she could?
“How much?” She asked.
Victoria tilted her head. “You’ve already begun to plan things out, haven’t you… or is the rush of desire, the feeling of ecstasy you crave.”
“I…”
“Be honest now. If you want to be one of us, know that we do not lie to each other. Even if it is a white lie.”
“A bit of both I guess.” Hermione bowed her head.
“Don’t be shameful.” Victoria raised her up by the chin. “Don’t ever be shameful, little one. That is the second rule.”
Hermione nodded.
“Three, don’t ever beg… for anything. Even for more Appetentia.” Victoria grinned. “I know that’s what you want, isn’t it?”
Hermione nodded again.
“We don’t charge each other for our brews. Everyone has their own special adjusted recipe. Some more potent than others, some last longer than others.”
“So how…”
“We trade batches and… ingredients. But you have neither to trade.” Victoria tapped her own cheek.
“What to do?”
Hermione wasn’t sure if she was waiting for an answer or thinking to herself. “What could I do to help?”
Victoria smiled. “First, I want to know more about you.”
“I’m…”
Victoria cut her off with a wag of a finger. “Something you won’t even know to tell me.” Victoria motioned for Hermione to follow. They stopped at a real table made of wood. The Madame picked up a deck of tarrot cards. “These are special, different.” Hermione nodded. “When I toss these into the air, you grab two. One in each hand.”
Hermione nodded and the cards flew into the air. She snatched two at the same time.
“Which is your wand hand?”
“My right.”
Victoria plucked the card from her hand. “Five of Wands. There is a rival threatening your path.” She plucked the other card and turned it towards Hermione. “The Emperor. The friend who craves power… or just recognition. They will do anything to obtain it, even go against you. I’m afraid this one won’t back down on their own. You will have to submit to them, or make them submit to you. There is no room for the both on top.”
“And we don’t submit.” Hermione whispered.
Victoria smiled. “If you are to become one of us, correct.”
Hermione swallowed and nodded.
“Are you sure?”
Hermione stood straight and raised her chin. “I do.”
“Well done.” Victoria drew her wand and tapped the table three times and flourished a spell above it. A hidden cabinet materialized into existence. She opened the floating cabinet and Hermione saw full flasks and vials of sparkling ghostly liquid in all colors. Victoria held a vial up to the light and tilted it. The liquid wasn’t quite as thick as the one served to Hermione. “This one was a weak batch. The ingredients didn’t pan out as I thought.” She grabbed a second with the same consistency and closed the cabinet, tapped it three times and it vanished.
“These aren’t as potent. Perfect for you. One doesn’t want to become addicted. Bad things can happen. You have to be…”
“I’ll be careful.”
“Controlled.” Victoria offered the vials and Hermione took them. “They are for you, and you alone.”
“But…”
“You have to learn what they do before you can understand how to use it on others. You’ll have to learn to control your own vision first. You will begin to understand how much a normal person can take, and how much of a dose to use for what you need from them.”
Hermione nodded.
“Swear it.”
“I swear.”
“Swear to the goddess that she may strip you of your inherit power should you stray from our teachings.”
"I swear to the goddess that she may strip me of my inherit power should I stray from our teachings.”
Victoria gave a sly smile. “Now seal it.”
Hermione placed the two vials in her pocket. “How do I seal it?”
“How do you think our kind seals a promise.” Victoria leaned in.
Hermione raised her lips and kissed her. Their tongues slipped past one another but they weren’t the only thing. Hermione tasted the Appetentia sneaking down her throat. Victoria sucked her tongue and there was a flash of light she could even see with her eyes closed. Hermione was back on a bed, her legs were resting on the shoulders of Victoria who sucked her vulva. Hermione felt her tongue dart here and there, probing for an entrance. Victoria’s arms wrapped around and she clutched onto Hermione’s breasts. Hermione pulled the woman’s hair when her tongue made it through. Hermione screamed.
A flash of light returned Hermione to the world and she staggered back. Victoria had to catch her by the arm to keep from falling. Hermione’s knees trembled, almost flapping. Her heart beat as if she was falling from the sky. There was a wetness that exploded inside and began to seep out.
“Sit on the table little one. I’ll grab you something new to wear.” Victoria left Hermione alone.
Hermione covered her face. She felt so hot all of a sudden. Even through the fading trembling, she felt wonderful. She uncovered her face. “Stop it.” She told herself. “Never be ashamed.”
Victoria returned with a smile and a floor length black skirt. “Feeling better already?”
Hermione nodded. “Never be ashamed.”
“Good. Now, that was just one of many ways to use it. Only when you are ready though.”
“You fed me your desires, after you already experienced it.” Hermione blushed at acknowledging what Victoria wanted to do to her, but she didn’t hide her embarrassment this time. “But I didn’t see you experience…”
“Remember, I said we have to know how to control our own desires. And you see how powerful they can be on someone, and feel so real.”
Hermione smiled and took the skirt. “Where do I…”
“Little one, I’ve already seen you naked and more.”
“Oh, right. But isn’t that just in your head. How would you…”
“You can’t learn everything in one day. Now hurry, as much as this has been a pleasure, I do have a schedule to keep.”
“Right.” Hermione hopped off the table and unbuckled her pants. She thought for a moment to turn away but debated on what Victoria had just said. Would it be an insult? Would it be shameful to turn away? Hermione looked Victoria in the eyes as she undressed. Surprisingly, Victoria didn’t even try to break eye lock and sneak a peak. She just smiled. Hermione wondered if Victoria was impressed on how fast she was picking up their ways or laughing that Hermione was doing everything she wanted.
Hermione looked down when she was done. The black pleated skirt must have been enchanted. The ends of it curled up and hovered just an inch above the floor. Between the pleats were glowing red runes that ran from waist to floor.
“I… I could never afford this.”
“Hush now. It is a welcoming gift.” Hermione looked at Victoria with joy. “We all get one from our mentors. Just tell people you saved my child from that falling buffoon that led you in here in the first place.”
“I got it.”
“We may not lie to our own, but when lying to others, always wrap it with bits of truth so it’s easy to remember and expand upon.”
Hermione nodded. Victoria handed Hermione her old pants.
“Make sure you keep those vials under lock and key.”
“With my life.”
“Remember, only use a little at a time, or you could fully experience the desire if someone you don’t want to be a part of. It would be like rape in your mind.” Hermione nodded. “On a lighter note, here.” Victoria flicked her wrist and a business card appeared in her hand. It was black with red runes like the skirt. “Only one of the Order can read it when we need to.” Victoria slipped the card between the buttons on Hermione’s blouse and deposited it snuggly into her bra. Victoria withdrew her hand and winked. “I’ll have a shop in Hogsmeade this year. You are in Hogwarts?”
“Fourth year.”
“So fresh, so talented.” Victoria sighed. “Come find me when you are ready for your next lesson, and I’ll be sure to refill your Appetentia. The quantity will be based on your progress of course.”
“Of course.” Hermione smiled.
“Take care ‘til then.”
“Yes… Madame Vance.” Hermione offered her lips for goodbye.
“Miss Granger, we do not kiss for everything.”
“Oh… sorry.”
“But I will take it none the less.” Victoria swooped down and took Hermione’s lips before she could fully retract them. This time, it was just a kiss that made her feel warm.
“Thank you.” Hermione put her shoes on, grabbed her pants, and danced out the tent.

Victoria watched her bounce away and bit her lip. “What am I going to do with you?”
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