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Hermione felt warm air touch their face, which was half covered with a deep green cloth over their eyes, and leaned forward before manicured fingers grasped their jaw.
“Ah, ah. Naughty.”
Hermione moaned softly as nails dug into their cheek, then trailed down their neck and across their clavicle until the warm air moved behind them.
“We are going to be doing something new today.”
Hermone’s ears perked up and kept their head forward as lips caressed the dip between their shoulder blades. “I think you will like it.”
Hermione’s body softened under the gentle touch of fingers running along their back. They closed their eyes behind the cloth and focused on the glide of Daphne’s skin on theirs. One hand trailed down to their arse and palmed the toned flesh. They felt a warm tongue run from the bottom of their neck to their earlobe and they shivered at the soft blow of air against their ear.
“Tell me, will you be my good boy?”
“I’ll do my best, Miss.”
“So earnest. All I ever ask is for your best.”
A short kiss was placed on their neck before the air disappeared. Their head twitched to follow the retreating footsteps. Their hands hanging limp at their sides in wait. When the footsteps came back, Hermione licked their lips and suddenly flinched when cool metal came into contact with their skin.
Daphne chuckled from behind them, “have I not warmed it up for you? Silly me.” She pressed her body against their back and pushed the cock ring down their length until it was resting, nestled against dark hair. Hermione jerked their hips, then received a slap on the thigh.
“None of that.”
Hermione’s cock stiffened at the stern voice and they sighed at the feeling of Daphne’s crisp shirt covered chest and skirt against their arse cheeks. They let out a throaty groan when the hand slid down their stomach and took a handful of their balls.
Daphne wrapped her other arm under Hermione’s torso and suddenly the cock ring activated, sending their body buzzing as fingers played with the dark hair at their pelvis.
Hermione’s head fell back against Daphne’s shoulder and they moaned loudly as the cock ring. They felt Daphne tighten her hold on them and begin to rock her hips against theirs. They slowly rocked their hips in time so that they moved as one - a slow dance.
“You’re being my good boy aren’t you.” Daphne muttered into Hermione’s ear. “Tell me what you want.”
Hermione whimpered at the feeling of Daphne’s hot breath and said, “your hand please, Miss.” They grabbed behind them and received fistfuls of Daphne’s skirt.
Daphne grasped Hermione’s cock above the ring and gave the hard flesh a squeeze.
Hermione whined and pressed their head further into the space in Daphne’s neck. Their curls stuck to her skin. “Again. Please, Miss, squeeze me again.” They let out another whine.
“You like when I squeeze your cock?” Daphne asked, knowing the answer as Hermione started thrusting sloppily against her. She felt the muscles in their back strain through the material of her shirt, which was slowly darkening with Hermione’s sweat.
Hermione nodded and told her, “feels nice. Thank you, Miss.”
Daphne jerked her hand along their cock and murmured in the air, “oh you sweet thing.” Her firm grip and soft words only encouraged Hermione to buck and it wasn’t long until cum was shooting out across the floor.
“Good boy. What a nice way to start the evening, hmm?”
Hermione only panted as the cock ring was pulled off of their cock and they were then guided toward the edge of a bed. A hand on their chest pushed them down until they were laying on the bed. The mattress sunk near their hip and a hand ran along their body, fondling and rubbing every inch of them.
Their length bounced against their stomach with pleasant tingles from Daphne mentrations. Their leg was bent slightly so that Daphne had access to their balls and they hummed when Daphne began to rub the skin between them.
Daphne placed a hand on their thigh and asked, “How are you feeling, little boy?”
“I’m nervous.”
“It’s okay to be nervous,” Daphne told them with a hand firmly on their hip. “Do you want to make any changes?”
Hermione was glad for the pressure and for the question.
“I want to watch, please,” they told Daphne. “And maybe sit up?”
Hermione felt Daphne move and the pillows above her head were fluffed up against the headboard. Hermione moved themselves until they were kneeling and sat back on their heels. Hermione breathed in Daphne’s warmth as she leaned in to untie the cloth around their head
The cloth fell away from their eyes and Hermione blinked away the sudden light.
“Hi.”
Daphne tapped their ear and replied, “hi, baby.”
“Can I have a kiss?”
Daphne smiled that soft smile that was reserved for Hermione and placed a chaste kiss on their lips.
Hermione grinned and lightly wiggled on their knees.
“Okay, I’m good.”
Daphne chuckled and sat back. She observed Hermione for a moment, and Hermione let her gaze wash over them. They didn’t turn to look at the instruments on the bedside table.
Daphne reached to the table and picked up a bottle of lube. She poured a generous amount on her hand and slowly coated Hermione’s cock with it.
Hermione sighed, sinking into the feeling of their cock being rubbed. The hand job did not last long, but its effect had their cock standing tall and ready for the intrusion.
Daphne picked up a metal rod and put lube around the top. She watched Hermione eye the instrument and asked, “are you ready, Boy?”
Hermione’s eyes flicked to Daphne and the rod. They swallowed and whispered, “yes, Miss.”
With one hand wrapped around the head of their cock, Daphne ran her thumb over their slit and pulled the skin back to reveal the small hole.
Hermione held their breath when the metal rod touched their cock head and watched with wide eyes as the rod was slowly inserted.
“Breath, little boy. That’s it. You’re doing so well.”
Hermione panted as the rod made its way down their cock. Although they and Daphne had spoken at length about trying this, they were not fully prepared with the slightly uncomfortable fullness the rod created. They reached out and grabbed hold of Daphne’s thighs.
Daphne moved the rod in small half circular motions until only the tip of it in Daphne’s hand was showing.
“Good boy,” Daphne uttered quietly. “How does it feel?”
Hermione felt the warmth of Daphne’s forehead against their own as they both looked upon the rod sticking out of their cock. They could hardly believe their cock was filled and their cheeks warmed.
They licked their lips and stuttered, “s-strange, Miss. I think -”
“Yes?”
“I feel full.” Hermione let out a high whine when Daphne turned the rod. Daphne started slowly twirling the rod. “Oh, Miss.”
Daphne began to pull the rod in and out making Hermione’s mouth fall open. She rubbed the head of their cock with her thumb and brushed against their rod where it met their cock.
Daphne found herself panting along with Hermione. The ability to penetrate Hermione in such a place made her hot. She watched as the rod moved up and down the hole, the skin pulling on the metal if it was trying to keep the rod from leaving.
“You look so pretty, little boy.”
Hermione’s head tilted to the side and they looked at her with half opened eyes. Their skin flush with arousal and praise.
“I might train you up. See just how big you can take something inside your little cock.”
Hermione whimpered and their muscles in their stomach contracted.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you, to stretch your little cockhole like I did your arse.”
Hermione’s eyes rolled back as shudder ran through them.
“Maybe I can get you a jewel like the one you love to wear. You’ll look so fucking pretty with your cock plugged.”
Daphne gave their cock a squeeze.
“Please!”
“Do you want that, little boy?”
“Yes, Yes please! I want a jewel. I want a jewel for my little cock.”
Hermione’s lips formed a loose pout as they imagined a green jewel sticking out of their cock. The thought sent shivers down their already tense body as they felt their orgasm building.
“A pretty jewel for a pretty boy.”
In one swift movement, the rod was pulled out. Hermione shouted at the abrupt welcome of their orgasm. They pitched forward on their knees with their hands braced against Daphne. Their cum spilled out of their enlarged cockhole and onto the hand Daphne had around their cock.
“Miss. Miss.. Miss,” they chanted.
Daphne gave their cock slow pumps until they were empty and then gave it a squeeze. She then let it flop down between their legs, leaving the feel of only the dull throb of their cock.
Hermione leaned into the soft kisses Daphne placed on their cheeks and forehead. When they opened their eyes Daphne raised her hand to their lips and Hermione lazily licked their essence off her hand until the only thing left on her skin was saliva.