Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

Lucifer tipped up her chin.

"Look at me." Her eyes found his, and her face burned brighter.

Kissing her lightly on the lips, Lucifer smirked at her discomfort.

"Would you like to try that again sometime? You seemed to enjoy it quite a bit."

His hand held her chin so she couldn't look away.

"I don't know. I guess so," she answered reluctantly. He already knew she wanted it.

Why did she have to say it?

"What did I tell you about being honest with me?"

A sigh growled out of her. "I'm sorry, sir. I . . . I liked it."

"Good. Now, which would you prefer, the cane or the paddle?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"How hard you're going to hit me."

"It's not a punishment."

"Okay then . . . the cane."

"Excellent choice, pet."

Lucifer guided her over to the clear space of the floor at the foot of the bed, his wings still being displayed on the wall for her to realise what exactly she's doing....

"Bend over."

Hermione wrapped her hands around her shins. The position made it impossible to suppress her dripping pussy.

After fetching the thin rod, Lucifer watched her for a minute.

It suddenly hit him that a sexy little Hermione was bent over in technically his own bedroom, dying for him to cane and bugger her.

He kept his eyes on her just in case she disappeared.

It could all be some elaborate dream from which he might awaken at any second; he had to hold onto it while he could.

She shifted from one foot to the other then turned her head and looked for him. 

'She's not going anywhere. I'd better enjoy this while it lasts...'

Lucifer crouched down next to her. "If you beg me for the cane, I'll take you to bed afterward."

Her face lit with happiness. 

'I'm definitely dreaming. Nothing has ever gone this well for me in my entire life.'

Hermione licked her lips. His promise left her giddy.

"Please pull down my knickers and cane me, sir. Make me love it." A pleased look crossed his face, and she smiled back at him.

Standing behind her, Lucifer peeled her knickers to her knees, and they fell to the floor as she wiggled her legs back and forth in an excited dance of anticipation.

The aroma of pussy drifted past. He took a deep breath and lined up the cane.

The first stroke barely dented her skin; she just sighed in response.

He had no intention of leaving much of a mark on her.

She was still in the middle of healing from the last time, and she hadn't done anything wrong.

But he knew she needed some pain to center herself and rise above the outside world.

"Count them for me, pet. Say thank you and ask me for more."

"One. Thank you, sir. Please cane me harder."

He smirked. 'She catches on quickly.'

The next stroke was a little stiffer.

She inhaled sharply before responding. "Two. Thank you, sir. Please cane me harder."

The swish of the cane cut the air, and the whack of impact snapped above the crackling of the fireplace.

"Three. Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

His brows lifted. 'Not harder?'

Lucifer checked her bum to make sure the lines weren't worse than he thought. 

'No, she's fine.' He tapped the cane against her and flicked his wrist; the wood licked her with the same intensity.

"Unh! Four. Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

The line bloomed red, but it would likely be gone by the next day.

He cracked the rod across her cheeks again.

Hermione hissed. "Five. Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

Marking his place, he tapped at her again before placing the next line directly below the last.

He was in the golden zone of her sweet spot, and she flinched accordingly.

"Ow! Five. Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

Smirking at her miscount, he added one more a bit lower.

The cane made a cracking thud against her backside.

"Oh gods! Thank you. I mean, six. Thank you, sir. May I have another?"

His lip twitched. She was almost there. Her brain was shutting off.

The next blow hit the top of her thighs, and she shouted. "Owww. Thank you, sir. May I have another?"

"Are you going to count for me?"

"Uh . . . seven? Seven, sir."

He tapped her bum, and Hermione braced for impact.

When the cane hit, it burned another thin line into her rump.

"Fuck! Thank you. I mean, thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

"Can you tell me what stroke that was, Hermione?"

"Um. Eight?"

He hit her again. She slumped lower before regaining her position.

"Nine. Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

'One more, pet.'

He crossed the others on a diagonal.

"Ten! Thank you, sir. May I please have another?"

Lucifer stroked her bum. "No, pet, that's enough. Hold yourself open for me."

Her hands shook as she reached back to spread her cheeks and pussy.

Lucifer smiled at the liquid shine coating her petals. "Very nice," he murmured. "Stand."

She rose and turned to him for further instruction. Her eyes were heavy with desire and the drugged look of submission.

"Touch me, pet. Feel how hard you've made me."

One slow blink, and then Hermione stepped closer, reaching for the bulge in his trousers. 

'So hard. All mine.'

"Please take me to bed now, sir."

"Take off my clothes first, pet."

Lucifer tossed his wand onto the bed and watched her slide her hands up his body.

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