Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer smiled. "You don't trust me?"

She looked up at him. She trusted him with her life. Her rectum was a whole other story.

"I trust you. I just don't think you understand the physical limitations of my sphincter."

He laughed and pulled her into his chest. "I promise you'll be begging me for it."

She wasn't so certain he could be that persuasive, but she didn't think he would cause her any real harm.

He handed her the plugs and managed not to burst out laughing as her face went crimson.

"Let's find you a decent dildo too. I don't know why you bother with that one you have."

"Richard suits me just fine, thank you. I think we have plenty."

Lucifer led her over to the selection of glass phalluses. "Do you really name all your toys?"

"No." She wasn't about to tell him that she'd taken to calling the tongue Master.

"Come along, pet," he squeezed her shoulders. "Help me pick out something. I want you to love it."

"You do?"

"Yes, of course. I want you to have something suitable when I'm not around."

Hermione looked over the selection.

She'd studied this display before. She knew what she wanted.

Pointing to a handblown dildo with a bumpy shaft, she gave him a questioning look. "How about this one?"

Taking the box from the wall, he studied it closely. The length was good (more than she could use).

It had a bulbous acorn-like head that would plumb her depths with ease.

The whole thing was threaded through with yellow and red swirls, creating an artistic effect.

"It's not very thick."

"I don't need it to be."

He smiled. "You don't like the way my cock fills you?"

Hermione couldn't help smiling back. "I love it. But you and a toy are two different things."

"This is really the one you want?"

"Yes, sir."

Lucifer choked back his snort. She may have been embarrassed and a bit scared, but she was ready to go and be his sweet little submissive.

Kissing the top of her head, he pulled her closer to his body, pressing his crotch into her side.

"I know this has been a long week," he whispered. "I'm going to take such good care of you when we get back to our room."

Hermione turned her blushing face into his chest.

She wanted to disappear in the sanctuary of his arms, hide from the scrutiny of the other 6th, 7th years...or even other patrons.

Their public display of affection was drawing some amused stares.

"They're just strangers," he whispered in her ear. "What happened to my brave Gryffindor who tells people to mind their own business?"

Hermione looked up and gave him a small smile. "I'm already slacking. You'd better take me home and spank me."

"I'll do more than that. Let's get this stuff paid for so we can correct this needy little bottom." He patted her backside through her clothes.

If her cheeks got any redder, steam was going to whistle out her ears.

How did he always use just enough humiliation to make her face just as hot as her clit?

He guided her up to the woman at the till, and Hermione set everything on the counter, not making eye contact.

"Did you find everything you were looking for?" the clerk asked, ringing them up.

"I did," Lucifer answered. "How about you, pet? Did you want to ask if they had any super-absorbent knickers? I don't want you catching a cold on the way home."

Hermione's eyes bugged out at him.

The shopkeeper grinned and shook her head. "Sorry. All our knickers are of the 'less is more' philosophy. You'll have to manually warm her up when you get home."

Lucifer bit back his laugh at Hermione's mortified expression. "I intend to."

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They came at the door, and Lucifer took the sack from her and helped her with her clothes "Are you ready to be my good girl?"

Hermione looked at the floor and nodded, not wanting him to see how wide her grin had become.

"You still have that plain white cotton knickers?"

"Yes."

"I want you to get them and then go in the bathroom and take off all your clothes. Do whatever you need to to get ready. Use the loo and pull up your hair. I don't want any interruptions once we get going. And I want you to get a good look at your backside before we start. It's going to look very different when we're through. When you're ready for your correction, put on your white panties and come to the bedroom. I'll be waiting for you."

Hermione nodded again. "Yes, sir."

Sweet Circe, she needed this.

It wasn't just the sex and affection, it was the control.

She loved having fun with him, and definitely loved the way he shagged her.

Giving her the opportunity to be herself.

Lucifer leaned down and kissed her head. "That's my girl. Go ahead."

Hermione dashed off to her closet and found a pair of white cotton bikinis then hurried to the bathroom.

She ripped off all her clothes and stared at her nakedness in the mirror for a minute.

There was an urge in her to run back out there and kiss him into unconsciousness, but she knew that would happen later; it was time to switch over to her alternate persona.

Being Lucifer's submissive was so much easier.

She emptied her bladder and then cleaned up, using her wand to make sure her arse was as clean as he required.

Then she stood before the mirror again and got out some hair ties to restrain her curls.

When she'd finished all that, she stepped into her white knickers and turned around, checking her bum in the mirror.

Everything looked good. She was more than ready for her correction.

Lucifer heard her open the bathroom door and cross the hall. She came into the room, and he bit his tongue to keep from grinning.

Instead of a ponytail or bun, she'd gone with bunches.

He hadn't specified what he wanted, but he approved of her choice.

If she wanted to be his naughty schoolgirl, he had no objection.

Hermione looked around.

He'd cleared away all her toys from the bed, leaving out just the little paddle she'd purchased and the big paddle and cane they'd just gotten.

He stood at the foot of the bed with his arms crossed over his chest and his sleeves rolled up as if he was ready to get down to business.

His shoes, socks, had been discarded elsewhere.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then turn around and pull down your panties. It's time for your inspection."

Hermione whirled around and hooked her thumbs in the waistband.

'Why'd I even have to put these on?'

"Slowly," he warned. "Baring your body for me is part of submitting. It has a purpose. The humiliation reminds you who's in charge. I know this excites you, and I adore your enthusiasm; but I want you thinking about each new inch you're exposing, every curve and crevice revealed as you bend over. Present yourself to me."

Hermione was glad he couldn't see the hot blush creeping over her face. Or her grin. "Yes, sir."

Lucifer nodded as she slowly peeled her knickers over her round bum.

'Much better...'

Her gusset stayed trapped between her thighs, only snapping free when she had the sides down to her knees.

The cotton slackened and dropped to her ankles.

"Do you want something to eat just in case?

"I want to eat you sir."

Hermione mashed her lips together, smiling at the floor when she felt his warm hand on her left cheek.

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