Hermione hated this. She hated the awkward vulnerable feeling she had standing in front of Pansy, asking for a favor.
But it was her ass. And she could do what she wanted with it! Right?
“No.” Pansy smiled.
“It’s just for a few weeks? Anything but wedgies! Please Pansy?” Hermione begged.
“No.”
Hermione felt like she might cry. She felt humiliated even having to ask Pansy not give her wedgies. But to have her say no?
“Please Pansy? I really can’t have wedgies for a little while.”
Pansy’s whole demeanor changed in an instant. Hermione was surprised by the visible concern on her face.
“Did we go too far? Are you hurt?”
Hermione shook her head, quick to calm Pansy’s worries. “No. No, I’m ok. It’s just…” She trailed off. Embarrassed to admit why she couldn’t let Pansy and her friends give her wedgies.
“Just…?” Pansy prompted.
Hermione couldn’t say it. But she could show it.
She pulled her new toy out of her bag and shamefully handed it over to Pansy.
A little bejeweled butt plug.
Hermione stood there while Pansy inspected the toy.
It was small. Not much bigger than two of Pansy’s fingers, and Hermione knew she could comfortably fit that in her ass.
But this had a big gaudy gemstone on the end that would cover her asshole. It would look like she was shitting a big fake diamond.
Pansy burst out laughing.
“Who told you that you can’t get a wedgie with a butt plug in?”
Well, no one told her. She just assumed. She knew her ass would be sore and sensitive. She thought it would hurt too much.
“Granger, why don’t you put the plug in now and I’ll give you a wedgie. I think you’ll like it.”
Hermione tried to protest.
“I promise, if you think it’s too much, I’ll stop. But just try it?”
Hermione nodded.
“That’s a good girl.”
Hermione couldn’t ignore the pleasant feeling that shot straight to her pussy at Pansy’s praise.
“Do you have any lube?” Pansy asked.
Hermione shook her head.
“That’s ok. We’ll just have to do this the fun way.” Pansy smirked. She ordered Hermione to take off her panties and hand them over.
Hermione hated the feeling of being naked under her dress. She was afraid to give Pansy her panties. What if she wouldn’t give them back? But she trusted that Pansy was going to give her a wedgie, and she needed panties for that.
So she took them off and gave them to Pansy.
“Good girl. Now, let me touch your pussy.”
Hermione lifted her dress to give Pansy better access. Anything for Pansy to keep calling her that.
Pansy teased her pussy with the butt plug. Rubbing the little toy around her opening without pressing it in.
“Pansy, what are you doing?” Hermione asked.
“Using your pussy for lube.” Pansy said.
Hermione whimpered when she finally put the toy inside her.
It wasn’t very thick. And it was extremely short. Hermione knew that was better for her ass but in her pussy it was a tease.
Pansy played with her with the plug, giving her unsatisfying little pumps and ignoring her clit.
“Is this for Ron?” Pansy asked. She tried to sound casual but she couldn’t keep the bitter edge out of her voice.
Hermione shook her head. “No. Ron doesn’t know about this. I just got it for me.”
Hermione tried to touch herself but Pansy pushed her hand away.
When she was satisfied, she pulled the toy from Hermione’s pussy and showed Hermione how it dripped with her own arousal.
Pansy made her hold her asscheeks spread apart for her while she slowly, gently inserted the plug.
Hermione whimpered and bucked forward but Pansy held her still until the plug was fully in. She tapped lightly on the jewel.
“How’s that feel, Granger?”
Good. Weird. She felt full. A little like she needed to shit. A lot like she needed to cum.
“It feels good.” Was all she said.
Pansy had her put her panties back on.
Bending forward was an odd sensation. Hermione felt like the plug was going to fall out of her ass. But it was definitely snug and secure.
Hermione didn’t try to fight it when Pansy tugged on the back of her panties.
She was surprised that Pansy was still being slow and gentle, even for her wedgie.
Hermione hated to admit it, but she wished Pansy would hurry up and wedgie her faster.
She was teasing her.
Hermione could feel her panties pressing against the plug. Just a tiny bit of added pressure. But it felt good.
Pansy was right. She did like it.
Hermione whimpered at the increased pressure on her toy as Pansy pulled her wedgie tighter.
Pansy smirked.
“How does that feel?”
Hermione didn’t want to say it. She didn’t have to. She couldn’t hold back another whimper as Pansy made her wedgie worse. But she was making the plug feel so much better.
Hermione couldn’t help squeezing her thighs together. Desperate for any sort of friction there. But all of Pansy’s attention was on her ass, or so she thought.
Pansy noticed.
Without warning the front of her panties were yanked up into a wedgie.
Hermione gasped.
“Does it feel good?” Pansy asked while teasing her clit with the bunched up fabric of her wedgie.
All she could do was nod.
“Yes? Your wedgie feels good?” Pansy taunted her.
Hermione nodded again. Moving her head up and down more.
Pansy pulled on her panties from both ends. Making them tighter in the the front and the back.
Hermione could feel the bunched cotton slicing her crack pressing firmly on the butt plug. Her asshole clenched around the toy.
Every little movement of Pansy’s hand jostled her panties. It was enough to keep nudging the toy inside her over and over and over again. Like she was gently fucking her in a never ending tease.
Hermione rocked her hips into the wedgie. She felt her clit rub deliciously against the bundle of cotton. She moved faster.
She was grinding against her own panties. She should feel humiliated. But she didn’t. She just felt good. So, so good.
Pansy held up her wedgie while she shamelessly masturbated against it.
Hermione could feel how damp her panties were against her pussy. It was from her. She was that wet.
She humped the damp fabric. Pleasure spiked through her clit and her asshole with each rock of her hips.
Hermione’s legs felt wobbly. She didn’t think she would be able to stand by herself, but Pansy was holding her up. Holding her panties in the most painfully tight wedgie that shouldn’t feel this good.
But Hermione was moaning pathetically, on the verge of cumming from it.
Pansy pushed her thigh between Hermione’s legs and let her grind against it, giving her that little bit of extra friction she needed to push her over the edge.
Hermione’s thighs clamped tight around Pansy’s.
Pansy could feel everything.
The hot panting of Granger’s breathing after her breathy little moan into Pansy’s shoulder.
The pulsing and twitching of Granger’s hot, barely covered pussy against her thigh.
She could even feel her ass clamping and pulsing around her new butt plug.
Correction, her newly christened butt plug.
Pansy didn’t let the wedgie snap against Hermione’s skin. She lowered the hem of her panties back to her body slowly, gently.
Hermione looked up into Pansy’s eyes, waiting for the shame to set it. She just came. She came humping her bully’s leg.
But there wasn’t shame. She felt excited.
Pansy smirked at her, like she could see what she was thinking.
“So you want to keep getting wedgies?”
Hermione nodded.
“Good girl.”