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Sound of Submission	By : dweek Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 44324 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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When Hermione woke up the morning after Halloween, she felt cocooned with warmth and comfort. She snuggled back against Harry’s firm chest and smiled before leaning in to kiss his shoulder.
It took the somewhat feminine hum and the realization that Harry couldn’t be both behind her and in front of her to wake her enough to realize what she was doing. Opening her eyes, she looked into the blue eyes of Tracey Davis.
The other girl smiled, and Hermione could now feel that her hand was the one resting on the round of Tracey's hip.
“Is Master awake?” She asked so softly Hermione almost didn’t hear.
Looking back at Harry she saw that he was sound asleep. The room they were in didn’t have any windows so was it was impossible to tell what time it was without a watch.
She shook her head to answer the other girl and watched as Tracey slipped out of bed before helping Hermione to disentangle herself as well. They had been wrap in each other on a large mattress on the floor of the usual meeting room.
As she looked around, Hermione started to remember all the things they did last night. The way she let each of them dominate her and fill her senses with such confusion that she had just surrendered to the sensations they had offered.
Hermione didn’t know how to feel about what she had let happen last night. When she looked back at Daphne and Harry still entangled in the bed, she didn't feel jealous, which was a bit confusing on its own. Tracey led her to the door and peeked out in the hallway before they walked across the hall. The new room had windows showing the girls the gray-blue sky of early dawn.
“This way we can talk without waking them up,” Tracey told her with a smile. “Dobby?” She questioned, and Hermione wondered if she was calling her by the elf’s name before the little house elf appeared with a pop.
“Does Misses bes needing something?” The elf asked looking up at the girls with his wide eyes.
Hermione tried to cover her chest feeling very off about the fact she was standing naked in front of Dobby.
“House Elves don’t have nudity taboos,” Tracey explained before turning back to the elf. “Would you be kind enough to go get Hermione and I some robes and some breakfast?” She asked politely.
“Dobby can bes doing thats Miss.” He said with a nod before disappearing once more.
“Most wizards aren’t so nice to House Elves,” Hermione said softly still feeling odd about what their relationship was now.
“Master has told me about Dobby. He’s a free elf that is actually happy about it. That’s very odd, but deserves our respect.” She said with a shrug.
“So you would be rude if he wasn’t a free elf?” Hermione asked with a deep frown.
“Your average elf really wouldn’t know what do with pleases and thank yous. There is no point in being cruel. You should realize what you're trying to do with SPEW is scary and confusing for them.” She explained making Hermione frown all the more.
Before she could say anything though Dobby had returned with the supplies, Tracey had asked for, and Hermione was grateful to slip the red satin robe around her shoulders.
“Thank you, Dobby.” She said before the elf smiled and disappeared to go back to his usual work.
The tea smelt fantastic and Hermione was drawn to the table where their breakfast had appeared. It wasn’t until she sat down at the small table with their food that she realized how sore she was from many things they had done the night before.
“I just think…” She started, but Tracey cut her off with a shake of her head,
“I didn’t bring you over here to talk about elf rights and SPEW.” She said sitting down and pouring them both a cup from the pot.
“You wanted to talk about something else?” Hermione asked feeling a bit nervous as she was still processing what happened between them.
“I’m pretty submissive too you know. I’ve never really met someone I wanted to switch for before.” She said as if she wasn’t embarrassed at all about what they did. “I thought we could talk about how last night made you feel. Master is very good at fulfilling wondrous fantasies, but he seems to have little patience for that moral voice of reason.”
“He’s changed so much recently. It worries me sometimes.” Hermione admitted aloud for the first time to anyone. “The death of his godfather was a big deal, but how could it have turned him into this?”
“His godfather died?” Tracey asked tilting her head questioningly.
“He doesn’t talk about it a lot, and I shouldn’t…” Hermione took a bite of toast to shut herself up.
“Let's talk about you. What is going on in that large brain of yours this morning? How are you dealing with last night?” Tracey changed the subject quickly making Hermione grateful.
When Hermione swallowed her bite she couldn't help sighing a little as she thought about all the embarrassing things she let herself do for the three of them.
“If I’m Harry’s Light Consort then why do I submit to you. Shouldn’t I be above you or something?” She asked feeling if she turned it into a logic puzzle she could handle it better.
“In the ranks of the Order you are above me, but you still submit to me because you wanted to,” Tracey said as if that was just a simple fact. “Be honest with yourself Hermione. Did you enjoy last night? Master wants us to be comfortable with each other. He wants his relationships to be open and honest. That is all last night was really about, so if you didn’t enjoy it, we should tell him.”
“I seem to be very bad at telling Harry things these days. He talks me out of things I’m sure are important.” Hermione explained with a frown.
“Can you give me an example?” Tracey asked sipping her own tea.
“I wanted to take this slow when we got back together. I wanted to try out a normal relationship and just being… I don’t know.” She sighed shaking her head.
“Well if you don’t know how can you have really wanted that?” Tracey asked with a frown.
“Are you going to do it too?” She asked slumping in her chair.
“If asking logical questions is how he talks you into things than maybe you need to be talked into things?” The other girl countered with a smile. “I’m not here to talk you into anything Hermione. I’m trying to help you figure out how you feel about all of this. I was raised in a family that sees dominance and submission as a natural part of any relationship. So…”
“So you were conditioned from a young age to be submissive to a man?” Hermione asked with a frown.
“No.” Tracey shook her head. “In fact, my father is submissive to my mother. We are taught to accept ourselves freely and the role we play in the world. You were raised differently obviously, but I can’t pretend to understand the way muggles work.”
“It doesn’t really seem like wizarding families are much different,” Hermione said, but she could tell Tracey wasn’t looking down on her and that helped to ease any temper she could have had.
“I don’t know about non-pureblood families,” Tracey admitted with a shrug.
“The Weasleys are purebloods.” She countered because they were her most significant example.
“The Weasleys are blood traitors.” Tracey pointed out lightly.
Hermione made a face at the term, and Tracey held up her hands in surrender. “All I mean is that haven’t followed the old ways in generations. They might as well not be purebloods.”
“Oh,” Hermione said with a frown.
“Not that I’m saying that our families are as open about sexuality as Master likes. Many families try to train their children to be dominant because that is seen as the place of power. Of course, there is the blood purity that we are all taught is so essential. Our families are messed up as anyone else.”
“You used to think blood purity was important.” Hermione pointed out.
“Master has shown me I was wrong,” Tracey admitted without reservation. “Even Draco is starting to come around, and the Malfoys are the worst. Master is very convincing with his logic.”
“So I’m not the only one.” Hermione put in with a slight smile.
“You’re not the only one.” Tracey agreed with an answering smile. “But my original point was that I have been raised to accept my submissiveness, and you have been raised to suppress it. Or that is what it seems like.”
“Women in muggle society are still struggling to be treated equally to men. If we show any sort of submission, we are treated as weak. I’m not weak.”
“It takes strength to submit Hermione,” Tracey told her firmly. “You're not weak. But that leads me back to my first question; How do you feel about what happened last night?”
Hermione frowned as she thought about the answer. “It felt natural.” She admitted in a soft voice. “It felt comfortable and right and obviously good. But that frightens me a bit. It isn’t supposed to be natural to be with more than one person.”
“At first I was astonished he was going to let us play together at all,” Tracey said making Hermione look up at her. “But then it did feel so natural that I just let myself enjoy the fact that he was comfortable with Daphne and I being with you.”
“I did let myself enjoy it last night. When you…” She ran her fingers over one of her wrists as she remembered the way Tracey had tied her up. “...I felt free to just be in the moment.”
“But now you are questioning?” Tracey asked, and Hermione nodded. “Were you safe Hermione?” She asked getting another nod. “And do you think any of us are going to come to harm because we enjoy each other? Are we going to make each other unhappy if we allow ourselves to open our definition of a relationship?”
Hermione frowned at that question because she didn’t really know the answer. “It doesn’t feel like it, but how…”
“Master has it right Hermione. Forget about the limits of society and be comfortable in who you really are. Do you think you can do that?”
“How am I ever going to face anyone if behind closed doors I service three people?” She asked blushing brightly.
“Because you are strong and it doesn’t matter that you enjoy pleasing us,” Tracey said with a smile. “Master will have you as he pleases, but Daphne and I would never presume dominion over you outside of a sexual way. As I said before in the Order, you outrank me, and I will always respect that.”
“And you think others would too if they knew?” Hermione asked nervously.
“I think we will make them,” Tracey said firmly as she reached out and took Hermione, hand.
Hermione took in a deep breath and nodded before the door opened and they looked up to find Harry looking back at them questioningly.
“We woke early Master and got hungry,” Tracey said smoothly as he made his way over to the table.
“I see that.” He said leaning down and kissing Hermione’s cheek as he stole a sausage from her plate and sat down in the chair across from Tracey. “What have you two been talking about?”
Hermione glanced to Tracey who gave her an encouraging smile as she let go of her hand. “About how lovely last night really was.” She admitted a bit breathlessly.
“So very lovely.” Daphne agreed as she made her way into the room and leaned down to give Hermione a kiss on the cheek before moving to the last chair around the table and hesitating before Harry gave her a nod of permission.
Harry had put on pants before coming over, but Daphne was still completely nude.
“So how…” Hermione swallowed really wishing to take Tracey’s advice, it seems to right to just let herself be. “So how is this going to work now?” She asked looking at Harry.
He smiled reaching out and patting her hand seeming pleased with the question. “That depends on you Treasure. I want you three to feel comfortable being with each other. For now, I would like to keep any sexual interactions for when I'm around. I just don’t know how I’ll react to you submitting to them without me.”
“What about Cock Toy?” Daphne asked as she was the last of the girls that belonged to Harry.
Harry seemed to deliberate this with a small frown. “Of course I want you all to be comfortable around each other. I would hope you become comfortable with the entire order, but Cock Toy serves me differently from the three of you. We will have to see as time goes on.” He says thoughtfully.
“I have recently decided to change the seating arrangement with you all when we are having a meeting. I’ve realized that even though I enjoy seeing your submission when we are all together that we are at war and all ideas need to be taken seriously. We will be sitting around a table from now on. You all shine in your submission, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have brilliant minds that should be taken seriously.”
“Thank you, Master,” Hermione said blushing as the other three all smiled at her words.
“With that in mind, we should probably go get cleaned up for class today. There will be a meeting tomorrow night of the inner circle where we welcome Katie and Neville to the true Order of the Bound.”
“Should we still strip down to sit with you Master?” Tracey asked sounding concerned with this change.
Hermione looked over at the other girl. Last night was the first time she had been nude in front of more than one person, and she didn’t know if she was ready to sit like that in front of more than the people in this room.
“Stay clothed tomorrow, I will think of something as meeting progress to help you girls show your submission.” He said as if they had to be comforted over this change. “Speaking of which.” He said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the necklace collar Hermione used to wear for him. “I want you to keep this with you. I know putting it on could be a reminder of that villain did to you, so you can…”
“Put it on me,” Hermione said. She had been staring at it since he took it out and she needed him to do it before she lost her nerve. Hermione knew that this collar was a symbol of submission, where the other had a tool to force her against her will. If she asked for the collar now their meanings with being so contrasted in her head, she could enjoy this one. “Please Master?”
Harry smiled as he got to his feet to slip the cream-colored silk around her neck once more. Hermione pulled her hair up so he could lock the collar in place, and she noticed that both the other girls were smiling at her.
This was right and natural.
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