Magical Lineage

When she entered the manor she realized she was completely alone. Mopsy and Tipsy were out with Jack and Hippy. Tulip no longer lived at the manor, she lived with Andromeda, caring for Teddy and helping with the house. Narcissa was out with Andromeda and Damocles. She stopped in the kitchen to make a pot of tea and get a snack. After putting everything together on a tray, she levitated the tray and made to head upstairs.

As she approached the stairs she decided to detour to the library and get a book. The manor’s library was a thing of beauty, oval in design and shape, painted soft white with gold accents and many windows for natural light. Almost as large as the Hogwarts’ library in size, but less scholastic in design. The library was warm and cozy with several soft couches, chairs and settee’s, along with five beautiful cushioned window seats. There were rows of bookcases grouped within the room, standing only ten to twelve feet high, The true beauty were the built in bookcases that made up the walls of the library. They stretched around the room from the floor and rose to the ceiling. All of them were painted a soft white and each case was trimmed in gold. Instead of the tops of the cases meeting with a solid ceiling, they were met with glass. The entire domed ceiling was glass. Each pain was outlined by a white frame.

Hermione looked up, her breath caught, at the sight of the night sky. The full moon shown down and lit up the entire library. Her mind drifted to the sanctuary and the little boy that was a little werewolf right now. He was probably running around the house that was set up for he children. She marveled at his bravery, walking onto the grounds, holding Bill’s hand. Smiling as she thought about how he recounted his adventures with Draco and Theo. Then her mind drifted to the two wizards. They had so easily and effortlessly included the little boy. Adjusted their schedules so she could keep her commitment to Charlie, and also ease her worry about Jaxson. Her heart was so full. She had no doubt that they would be great fathers. They’ve had had several conversations about their prospective children and Hermione was sure that the terrible examples their own fathers set would no doubt ensure their success.

Hermione guided the tray to a table and began perusing the shelves. She knew both Draco and Theo loved to read, but since moving into the manor she has learned that Narcissa’s love for books was as great as hers. The library was her domain. She was the one who designed the layout of the room and organized all of the sections. Learning that the older witch knew every book that was in the library and where it was located. She had also learned that Severus had left Narcissa and Draco a large number of books, parchments and manuscripts in his will. Like Minerva, Narcissa had had curse breakers clean them. She then created a section solely dedicated to Severus’ contribution. Both Draco and his mother have impressive private collections in their sitting rooms and his study. Theo had a small potions library connected to his lab downstairs, along with quite a few books in their private sitting room.

Her eyes scanning the titles as she walked around the room. Her gaze locked onto a red bound book, the title catching her eye. Biting her lip she looked around, feeling a blush heating her cheeks. She shouldn’t be surprised to find a book like this in a Slytherin household, but she was. “Dark Desires” by Morgan le Fey published 1515. Hermione’s breath caught. Was this an original. It certainly looked like it. Casting a ‘revelio’ over the book, she was able to see there were several protection spells over it. The spells were protecting it from being damaged. There were no curses that she could see. Surmising that if it was not to be touched or taking down from the shelf there would be a charm or spell indicating so. Since she saw no such magical restriction, she reached her hand out to touch the binding. Smiling when nothing untoward befell her. The witch took the book back to the little reading couch in the corner of the room. Lighting the fire in one of the fireplaces, not for heat, just for mood. Hermione settled in, tucking her legs under her, she took a sip of her tea and opened the cover.
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Draco and Theo arrived home later than they had thought. Closing the floos and feeling the wards, Draco knew their witch was the only one home. Theo and he headed to the stairs that would take them to their rooms and their witch. Before they could ascend the stairs, Theo noted the library light was on, “I think our bookworm is in the library.”

Draco smiled, “I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that she skipped out to come home and have quiet time with a book.” Upon entering the library, they were surprise the little witch was sleeping on the small sofa. A tea tray with cold tea and remnant of a fruit and cheese plate abandoned. Draco noted fire light glowed softly across her face, she had a book hugged tightly to her breast. He didn’t need to see the title to know which book it was. Waving his hand he cast a silencing charm over the sleeping woman. “Theo look what our little lion was reading.”

As he looked down, Theo felt his eyebrows shoot up to his hair line. “Is that what I think it is?”

Draco smiled and bit his bottom lip. “It most certainly is.” Swallowing the saliva that somehow seemed to flood his mouth. “What do you suppose our girl thinks of the content of this particular tome?”

Theo couldn’t help but reach down and adjust his instantly rock-hard cock, “Fuck. I don’t know, but me and my friend here” grasping his shaft through his slacks, “hope she fucking loved it.”

Draco laughed, “Could you imagine how much fun we could have with her if she wants to try some of the scenes in this book. ” He found himself adjusting his own growing snake. “Fuck me. This witch may just kill us.” He released the silencing charm and he bent and scooped the witch into his arms. Theo cleared away the tea service tray and extinguished the fire.

Hermione took a deep breath, parchment and rain. Draco, she was in Draco’s arms. Her eyes barely open, she whispered sleepily, “Hmmm. You’re home. What time is it?”

Draco brushed his lips against her forehead, then inhaled her sweet honey and peach scent. “Late my love.”

Theo was next to her, she breathed in toffee and cloves. Her eyes were closed, but a smile graced her face, “Theo.”

Fuck his heart was so tight in his chest. “I’m here Kitten.”

“Did you win at darts?”

Theo laughed, “Yes. Draco and I beat every pair we were matched against.”

She felt Draco walking, realizing she was still in his arms and he was carrying her toward the stairs, she began to wiggle to be put down. “Well, I should have told you, everyone in that group fancies themselves darts experts. They are all shit, especially Harry. I love him and when it comes to saving the world, he’s great but he stinks at darts.” Draco laughed. “Ginny and Charlie would have given you a decent challenge.” Wiggling again. “Put me down, you don’t have to carry me.”

He pinched her bum, and she let out a surprised squeak. “Hush woman. Let me be chivalrous. I enjoy holding you close to me.” Draco noted that she realized she was still holding the book, and she tucked it closer to her chest.

Blue eyes caught the movement. Theo couldn’t help himself, a mischievous grin on his handsome face, “So did you find anything interesting to read?”

The witch stilled in Draco’s arms, cleared her throat and licked her lips. “Ummm interesting, well, um, no not particularly interesting.” Then as if trying to divert their attention, “I need to take a quick shower. When I got home I was hungry then I fell asleep.”

Reaching their rooms, the blonde carried her through the sitting room right toward the bed. “What a shame you didn’t find anything to read. Our library has such a large variety of books. Mum read Jaxson some children’s books. Theo loves the sections on potions, minerals and herbs. I love the history and mysteries.”

She cleared her throat. “Well, um, I guess I was too tired to really focus my attention on finding a book.” Licking her lips she pushed on, “Mystery you say. You’ll have to recommend something for me.”

Draco nodded his head, then without warning tossed her in the air. As her bum hit the bed Theo laughed, “Or you could read the book you’re clutching to your lovely breasts. ‘Dark Desires by Morgan le Fey’” both he and Draco stared at her.

She held the book tighter, “How do you know what book I was reading?’

Draco and Theo smiled, the former responding, “That book has been in my family’s library for over three hundred years. It was passed down through the Black side. Every dirty fantasy I had as a teenager has stemmed from something I read or saw in that book.” Placing one knee on the bed, his grey eyes darkening, “And just in case you were wondering, every fucking one of them starred you and Theo.”

Theo began unbuttoning his shirt, eyes locked on her, “So many dark desires and dirty fantasies with you and Dra.” Dropping his shirt to the floor he licked his lips. “Tell me Hermione would you like to try some of the scenes described in this book.” He took the book from her hands. “Page thirty six had me fucking my hand pretty hard, while thinking of you and Draco.”

Draco cleared his throat and smiled, “Thirty six is great but my favorite was page seventy two. Especially after our girl would score higher than me on an exam or paper.”

Hermione looked at Draco, fuck his shirt was off now too. Her pussy was so wet. She clenched her thighs. Biting her lip, “You have page numbers memorized?”

Theo tossed the book on the bed next to her. “Look up page thirty-six Kitten.”

Draco chuckled, “Then turn to seventy-two.” He unbuckled his belt and with one quick motion whipped it free from his pants. Her eyes were drawn to it, as it hung at his side.

Theo’s pants and undershorts dropped to the floor. He stood there stroking his cock. “I’m heading into the shower. When you’ve finished looking at our favorite pages, come and join us. He turned and headed to the ensuite.

Draco laid the belt on the bed “I’ll just leave this right here. Whichever page you choose, we will have need of it.” With those foreshadowing words, he too dropped his pants and undershorts to the floor, cupped his balls and then sliding his hand up his magnificent dick. She watched as he turned to follow Theo.

Hermione grabbed the book and turned to page thirty six. She had actually past page one hundred, before she fell asleep, but could not possibly remember what was on each page. She felt her mouth go dry, as she reached Theo’s favorite page. Hermione heard herself say out loud, “Holy Helga Hufflepuff.” She remembered reading this and she almost found herself touching her pussy to relieve her neediness. Looking at the belt, she knew exactly how Theo would use it and the darker side of her fantasized about it.

Quickly she turned to page seventy-two. “Oh Shit.” Turning the book this way and that way. Levitation was definitely used for this one. The belt would be used in more of a disciplining role. Closing her eyes, she began visualizing both scenarios.

In the shower, Draco kissed Theo, they washed their bodies and hair while they were waiting for Hermione to join them. “Theo, I don’t know if that book…those fantasies are something she wants. You and I have played out many of our darker fantasies with each other. Both liking a little pain with our pleasure. I’m not sure she is ready… I mean for fucks sake she was a virgin up until a couple months ago. I don’t want to scare her.”

Theo kissed Draco and then trailed his mouth down and began sucking on his neck, “She found the book, and decided to read it Dra. She’s curious. If she decides that this is not for her then we will never address it again.” He bit harder and heard the other man moan. He gently licked the bite mark. “But I think our girl is very interested. She likes when we’re rough. I think there is a darker side just waiting to play.” Theo called out to Hermione, “Make your choice Kitten and get that beautiful perfect body in here.”

Biting her lip, she jumped off the bed and hurried to join them. The wizards were already in the shower and they smelled of soap. Draco gave her his trademark smirk. “Which page witch?”

Her eyes flashed to Theo.

The raven haired man turned toward her, his cock fully erect and proud, “Fucking Fantastic.” He flicked his wrist and her clothes disappeared. “Get the fuck in here and let’s begin playing witch.”

She hurried to join them. Draco grabbed her chin between his thumb and forefinger, tipping it up to him. He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her softly then rubbed the tip of his nose to hers. “Fucking perfection.”

Draco turned her to Theo, who collard her throat with one hand and kissed her, deeper and harder. When he pulled away, Draco’s words came to mind, he was looking deep into her eyes, “Are you sure Kitten?”

Before she could answer, Draco added, “We don’t have to do anything from that book Baby. Whatever you want is fine with us.”

She smiled up at them, “I want to. Some of the stuff I read really, um, well…”

Theo smiled, “Got you hot? Did you get wet while you were reading?”

Draco reached his hand down and slid his finger through her folds. “Did you touch yourself Baby?” Her eyes closed and she swayed a little. Theo went to stand behind her. Laying her head back against his shoulder, she rubbed her nose along his jaw. “Easy Kitten. Is she wet Dra?”

“Fucking soaked.” Using two fingers he spread her lips open, sliding through her slick. He pulled his fingers away from her and her hips bucked toward him, chasing his touch. She watched as he raised his hand and pushed his fingers into to Theo’s mouth. He began sucking and cleaning them. “Hermione. Look at me.” Draco’s voice was a deep command. Her eyes locked onto him. “Do you want to play out page thirty-six with Theo and i?”

“Yes.”

He nodded, “Okay. We have to establish some rules beforehand. Some guidelines before we play.” The witch nodded. He went on. We need you to give us a safe word Sweetheart. A word that you would not normally say.

She knew from her research that different types of sex and kink had rules to protect a more submissive partner. Also, there was an entire chapter in Morgan le Feye’s book that stressed consent, safety, submissive care before, during and after play. She knew that safe words were very important. This word was to let her partner know that she has reached her limit and needs their play to stop immediately. She thought about this, “Do you both have safe words?”

Draco nodded, “Mine is apples.”.

Theo added, “Mine is berries.”.

Hmm. “I’ll keep with the theme. Mine is chocolate.”.

Theo laughed and began licking and biting her neck. Draco watched as the water poured over her beautiful tits. “That’s good Sweetheart. If you need us to stop, you say chocolate, and we will immediately stop the scene. If one of us asks you ‘do you need to say something?’ We are checking to see if you need to use your safe word.”

She nodded “I understand.”

Theo was standing behind her, biting her shoulder, “When we are playing something from the book you will refer to Draco or myself as ‘Sir or Master’ You will keep your eyes downcast unless we tell you differently.”

Draco’s voice was low. Theo was still sucking on her neck. “Theo stop. We need her to focus.” Immediately he removed his lips from her and walked around to join Draco.

Both men stood in front of her, she looked down at their cocks, and felt a small smile pull at her lips. They had said her eyes needed to be downcast, they didn’t specify how far down.

Theo noted where her eyes were focused. “Eyes up naughty girl.” She blushed when their eyes met. He thought about how to address their expectations during rougher sex. After a moment he decided it would be easier to just see what she expected. “Kitten tell us what you think this type of ‘rougher play’ means. What are you expecting?”

In true Hermione Granger, Gryffindor Princess, fashion, “I have an idea that this type of play is very similar to what muggles call BDSM. Bondage and Discipline, Dominant and Submissive and Sadism and Masochism.” Biting her lip, “I’m pretty sure that’s what all of the letters stand for. I read a little about it. Muggles have clubs and groups that practice this type of sex. Some of it is very dark. But some of it is meant to just explore ones limits.” She paused. Both men were looking at her like she had grown another head. So, she pushed on, “I told you that I did a lot of research I just never found the right time or partner to try anything.”

Theo looked intrigued, “Muggles have clubs where they go and have rough sex?”

“Yes. The clubs are very private and the community that practices this type of sex, is usually very close knit. Plus it is very expensive to join those types of clubs.” Thinking about it for a moment, “There is one club that I know of in Liverpool.”

Draco cleared his throat, “Well our girl did tell us that she had studied and researched various types of sex.” Using a very soft sponge he began soaping and washing her body, “Continue Sweetheart. What are you interested in.” When she stayed quiet, he stopped and noted she was uncomfortable. “You know you can say anything to us. We are the last two people in the world that will judge anything you say.”

In true Theo fashion, to lighten the mood, “When we play rough, I like when Draco whips my ass with a belt then holds my cock tight while he fucks me hard.” He grinned and shrugged his shoulder. “He doesn’t let me come until he’s finished.”

Hermione pressed her lips together to hold back a giggle. Then she exhaled a breath that she had been holding. She bit her lip and began chewing on it. “I really like when you two talk dirty to me. I like when you control my body.” She swallowed and licked her lips several times. “I sometimes fantasize that you call me names and use me like I’m just here for your pleasure.”

Theo looked at Draco who, to his credit didn’t react the way he wanted to. He very nonchalantly began to wash the witch again. When he slid the sponge between her legs and began soaping her pussy his voice became very gravelly. “Theo wash this little slut’s hair while I clean her play holes.” Looking into brown eyes, he saw her pupils grow. “Eyes down slut. No one gave you permission to look at your Master.”

Hermione dropped her eyes down, and felt her core tighten. She clenched her pussy. Draco was washing her body and Theo was behind her washing her hair. He leaned down “We are going to fuck every hole you have little witch. You are going to be dripping with our seed.” Oh Sweet Salazar Slytherin she loved their dirty talk. She wondered, was it wrong that she liked being called a slut and controlled by them? Used by them? Was it wrong to want them to dominate and discipline her?

Draco saw her expression; she was in her head. She was worried that her darker desires were wrong. He knew what he needed to do to help her enjoy everything she has fantasized about. He brought his hand back and gave her pussy three quick stinging slaps. “Spread your legs.” Her eyes shot up and then quickly down again, He slapped her pussy again. “I said spread your legs. Making me repeat myself will only end in a very red well spanked pussy.”

She spread her legs wide, opening her stance. Draco wandlessly directed the water to rinse her. He let it gently cascade down her chest, over her stomach and down her hips. Theo was rinsing her hair. She closed her eyes, enjoying his gentle touch, all of a sudden her pussy was being pelted with a continuous stream of water. Draco reached between her legs and slid his fingers through her wet folds. He spread her so her clit was the focus of the stream. Instinct had her bringing her hands to cover her sensitive nub.

Draco chuckled, “Oh naughty girl, that’s mine to play with. Put your hands behind your back. If you can’t keep them there, I will gladly secure them in place. She did as she was told and the stream began to hit her clit harder. “Awww Draco.” The stream got harder.

“Who am I?”

“Sir.”

“Do you need to say something?”

She shook her head.

“Words witch. Unless you are gagging or chocking on one of our cocks we need words.”

“No Sir.”

Theo’s hands slid down her sides, and to her backside. He filled both his palms with her ass cheeks. Squeezing hard enough to leave fingertip bruises. His hand slid lower to her wet center. “Hmmm this cunt is so perfect.” His finger slipped in from behind. “So wet and warm. I love how this pretty little pink pussy is always wet and ready for us.” A second finger joined the first. Slowly fucking her. When he pulled them out and dragged them back to her puckered hole, her hips chased the movement, searching. Theo moved is wet fingers to her back entrance, growling, “Do you want us to play with this tight little hole.” He bit her neck, as his finger pushed against her opening.

“Yes Master.”

With those words he pushed both fingers into her. “Ow. Ow”

“Do you need to say something?” he asked.

“N-N-No Master.” Her words were strained. Draco’s water ministrations were splitting her focus.

“Do you want me to continue?”

“Yes. Please Masterrrrrrr.”

Theo bit and sucked on her neck, while he finger fucked her asshole. Pushing deep, he scissored and stretched her. Between his assault on her pucker and Draco’s water torture of her clit, she was crying and rocking her hips for satisfaction. She wouldn’t find it. They had already discussed not letting her come until they do.

“When I’m done with this tight hole, I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth.” Grabbing a handful of her hair, he pulled her head back. “I can’t wait to hear you choke on my cock.” He licked all the way to her ear. “Little sluts know how to gag on their Master’s cocks.” The witch moaned. “Oh pretty girl I have waited years to own this body. I have dreamt of all the ways you will beg me to fuck you.”

Hermione’s body was so needy. She craved their touches. Needed them in her, filling her. She could barely stand, Draco’s talented water magic had her clit throbbing, while his mouth sucked and bit at her breasts. Theo’s continued slow fucking of her asshole along with his words, were driving her mad. Good gods that man could make her come with just his word. Draco was using one hand to control the water pelting her clit, while the other was pinching and twisting one of her nipples. His mouth was sucking and biting the other. Her body was so sensitive, she felt as if every nerve ending was sparking.

Just when she was just about to come both men pulled away. Her body was aching and she wanted to scream. Surprised at their abrupt actions, she couldn’t help herself, “Please don’t stop. Please.”

Draco’s voice was close to her ear, “Were you under the impression that we were here to please you?”

Theo slapped her ass hard, “You are here for our pleasure. Your body is ours to play with.” He grabbed her by the back of her neck and led her out of the shower. Using magic he dried them all and even plaited her hair. “If you’re a very Good Girl, and do exactly as your told and please your Masters, you will get to come.”

Draco lead her into their bedroom. He stopped her just inside the doorway and put his finger under her chin, gently lifted her gaze. His eyes lock to hers, She saw love there and knew that she was safe. He saw love and trust looking back at him. Securing his resolve. “Eyes down. You will stand here and wait for Theo and I to prepare for you.”

“Yes Sir.”

He continued. “What we are going to do will be intense. What is your safe word?”

“Chocolate, Sir.”

He cupped her jaw and stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Good Girl. So fucking brave to trust two snakes.” He gently kissed her.

“Thank you Sir.” She watched him walk toward the bed.

Theo stepped up behind her sliding his hands to her breasts and cupping them. He gently fondled her. “Hmmm. Master.”

The wizard felt his cock jump. She had chosen to call him ‘Master’ and Draco ‘Sir’. This fucking girl was perfect. He whispered in her ear. “Do you like when we treat you like a fuck toy?”

“Yes Master.”

His voice dropped, “I promise we will fuck you like a whore and use you until you are exhausted. But I vow that you will always be safe and loved with us.” He kissed her neck and bit her earlobe. His grip on her breasts became rougher. Pinching her nipples. “Your pain and tears will give us pleasure.” With those words he tightened his grip on her nipples and twisted. His cock grew even harder as he felt her body jerk and she cried out. “Fucking perfect.” He release his grip and she whimpered as blood rushed back into her abused nipples. He crossed the room to Draco’s side.

Hermione kept her eyes cast down to the floor, she could hear the two wizards talking but couldn’t make out what they were saying. The lights in the room dimmed, the fireplace was lit. Her wizards were setting a mood. Someone crossed the room and opened a drawer. She heard movement and rustling. Then Draco’s voice, “Are you ready to play?”

“Yes Sir.”

Theo spoke next, “On your hands and knees. Crawl to us Pet.”

As Hermione dropped to her knees she stole a glance at where her Masters were. As she began to crawl she realized she pleased them by distinguishing that Theo preferred to be called Master while Draco preferred Sir. When she reached them, she sat back on her heals and cast her gaze on their feet.

Theo watched as the tiny witch crawled across the bedroom. His fucking cock was so hard it hurt and he was weeping so much precum he might as well have blown his load. Next to him Draco’ breathing was deep and judging by the look on his handsome face, he was hanging onto his control by the same thin thread. Theo reached down and cupped his balls tugging to find some sort of relief. His hand slid up and down his shaft a few times, using the precum as lube. He noted that Draco was doing the same. When she reached them and sat back on her heals, eyes down, he tightened his hold on his cock, so as not to embarrass himself by covering her face with his cum. Draco cleared his throat and nodded to him. This was page thirty six, his fantasy.

He took a deep breath and began, “Look at what you do to us? You make the wizard and I crazy with desire and need.” He kept stroking himself. “Accio belt.” The witch let a small gasp escape her. Hermione heard the belt fly from the bed into Theo’s waiting hand. He slipped the belt around her neck, then lifted her plait free. She didn’t dare move while he slid the dragon hide around her neck holding an end in each hand. Using the belt to pull her up on her knees. “Spread your legs. Let Draco play with your holes, while I fuck your mouth.” He stepped up to her and the tip of his cock touched her lips. “Lick me whore. Do your fucking job and makes sure that tongue never leaves my cock.”

Hermione began licking Theo’s cock. She started at the tip, making sure she got every drop of his glistening precum. She ran it down over every thick vein. “If you need to stop, you won’t be able to say your safe word when my cock is deep in your throat. Tap my thigh to let me know if it’s too much.”

Keeping her tongue against his shaft she mumbled “Yes Master.” Then she went to work on his balls. Sucking and licking them. In her peripheral vision she could see Draco watching everything she did, he was stroking his beautiful cock. Her pussy was dripping. She loved pleasuring them. She loved the way they tasted.

Draco moved out of her sight. She felt him behind her. He was crouched down behind her. “I’m going to slide under you and eat that perfect pussy. “You DO NOT have permission to come. If you feel yourself getting close tap my hand.” He slid under her, and she felt his hands wrap around her thighs. “Tap one of my hands to let me know you understand. If you come you will disappoint us.” The witch quickly tapped his hand, letting him know she understood.

Theo pulled her attention back to him. “Suck my cock. Take me deep.” As she slid him into her mouth, using the belt, he pulled her closer to him, to secure her head in place. The dragon leather biting into her neck, she could not pull back enough to release him. “Ooohhhh. Such a good whore. Such a perfect mouth. Worship your Master.”

Even though she was the one on her knees, she felt so powerful. These two men were going to treat her like a whore, use her body for their pleasure. They were going to call her names and debase her and the thought of that had her sucking harder.

Theo’s voice was strained. He pushed his shaft to the back of her throat then back out. “I want your throat. Take a deep breath and open it for me.” She had just enough time to breath in before he pushed to the back of her throat and further. Swallowing she took his flared crown deeper. She gagged and choked, but he continued to push, she swallowed feeling her throat spasm around him. “Fuck I feel you fucking choking. It feels like heaven.” He growled.

Draco licked and sucked her overly sensitive pussy. The activities in the shower, added to their not allowing her to come seemed to drive her need to all new levels. She felt her core tightening. She frantically tapped his hand. Hermione’s mind was so lost to pleasure that she almost forgot to stop him. As he pulled his mouth from her she fought the urge to push down against his face and consequences be damned. But she didn’t want to disappoint them. She wanted to be a Good Girl.

As if reading her mind Theo threw his head back and shouted, “Good Girl. Swallow me. Ughhhh. FUCK.” He held the belt tight, she couldn’t’ pull away, he was deep in her throat. Suddenly he couldn’t stand not holding her in some way, so he dropped the belt and grabbed the back of her head with one hand and her jaw with the other. Pulling her face against his body, and holding her tight against him. After a few breaths he began to move his hips. “My beautiful Griffyndor Princess.” He was fucking her mouth slow and deep. Never really pulling out. “Draco, leash our Little Lion.” The blonde slipped out from between her legs. and she felt the belt slip around her neck. It was secured and her other Master was now behind her with the belt pulled taught like a collar. The material was tight enough to feel a slight bite and secure enough to remind her that they controlled her completely.

Draco held the end of the belt firmly in his hand. This was page thirty six. He watched Theo’s face light in ecstasy as he played out his fantasy. Fuck he loved these two. Tightening his hold on the belt around her neck. Draco watched as the witch continued to suck and choke on Theo’s cock. He positioned himself behind her.

She felt Draco spread her legs further apart and then the crown of his cock notched against her pussy. “I’m going to fuck your dirty little cunt, while I finger fuck your asshole. The moment Draco slipped into her dripping pussy he tightened the belt and her body began building to a needed release. As if sensing her need to come, Theo growled. “You DO NOT have permission to come whore. If you come you will displease both of your Masters.”

Controlling her air, her body, her mind, and her orgasm. She knew with this leash on, she was to please them, her release was to wait. When her Masters decided she deserved to come, they would allow it. Her body was so needy, her frustration so great, she felt the tears roll down her cheeks. Her pussy was so full with Draco’s cock, her inner walls wanted to squeeze and release a river of come, but she was not allowed. She fought against her orgasm.

Theo began to brutally fuck her throat. He pulled almost all the way out of her mouth allowing a quick shallow gasp of air in, then he shoved his cock back down her throat. The witch gagged loudly, choking sounds filled the room. “Eyes on me Slut. You watch me. Watch me as I own your throat. Watch me as I fill your mouth with my cum.” He fucked her face hard.

Draco held the belt leash tight, while he fucked up into her. His other hand had lube on it and he was mercilessly spearing two fingers into her puckered hole. “You’re such a greedy little Whore. I feel your walls wanting to milk me.” He fucked her hard. Feeling his cock bottoming out with every hard thrust. “Soon little Whore, soon we will let you come.” Her body was vibrating, she was dripping with sweat and cum and tears and spit. Keeping his balance and hers with the leash. He added a third finger into her ass and the witch screamed around Theo’s cock.

Tears freely flowed down her face, her brown eyes locked to blue. He never broke eye contact. Thrust after thrust he used her. Her hands were behind her back, he and Draco held her steady.

Theo shouted one word, “DRACO.”

With that one word Draco released the belt and pinched her clit in a vice like grip and growled “NOW. Hermion. Come for us NOW!”

With three fingers buried deep in her ass, Draco mercilessly pinching her clit and slamming into her pussy. Hermione shattered. Her whole body shook and she came harder than she had ever come. Her vision was blinded by white light. Theo thrust one final time pushing as deep as possible. His cock filled her throat with hot cream. At the same time Draco slammed deep and shot his release. Both Draco and Theo held still as they filled her. Draco didn’t think her orgasm would every stop. She continued to milk him. Squeezing and spasming around him.

Theo held her head as he pulled out of her mouth and watched as ropes of spit and cum connecting her mouth to his dick. He gently rubbed her tears with his thumbs, “So fucking beautiful. Such a perfect little cum slut.”

Hermione couldn’t focus on his words she was still coming her body was spasming around Draco’s dick and he was rubbing her swollen clit.

Theo watched as her eyes rolled back into her head and she began to pant and whimper loudly. He knew within seconds she was going to pass out and he grabbed her shoulders.

Draco was still buried deep inside the little witch when Theo grabbed her shoulders. He held her hips and let Theo lean her back against him. “Fuck is she okay?”

Theo nodded, “I think so. Her eyes rolled back into her head. I think it’s the euphoric orgasm she sometimes has when we all come really hard together.”

Draco was still inside her, as he made to pull out, “Fuck I think she is still coming.” With those words he pushed back into her. They both began to softly speak to her. “Hermione. Sweetheart. Come back Baby.”

Theo added. “Such a Good Girl. Come on pretty girl.” Her eyes closed and she mewled.

“Her body is relaxing. I think she is finally calming.” Draco added. “Listen to her breathing.”

Theo stated “It’s even. Like she’s sleeping.”

Draco pulled out of her and Theo scooped her into his arms. He wandlessly flipped the covers back and then levitated her to the center. Draco had gone to retrieve a couple flannels to clean the witch up. Handing one to Theo, who began to gently clean up her face, neck and chest. While Draco softly cleaned her thighs, pussy and ass.

Hermione felt two bodies beside her. She slowly opened her eyes. Realizing she was on the bed and the warm bodies beside her were Draco and Theo. Had she fallen asleep? When she tried to swallow, her throat hurt and the evening’s activities came back to her. The witch heard her wizards softly snoring. How long had she been out. Her whole body was sore. Not wanting to disturb either man, she cast a cushioning charm, and began to slowly move her limbs. Other than her throat, she realized her stomach and lower hurt the most. Like she had been forced to do too many sit-ups. She swallowed again and this time a small sob escaped.

Theo sat right up. “Kitten. Are you okay? You scared the shit out of us.”

Draco was now awake and studying her. “Did we hurt you?”

Smiling at both of them, “No you did not hurt me.” Then as if thinking about it. “Well maybe in the best possible way.”

Theo began to fuss with a glass from the night table and two potion bottles. She smelled the peppermint and saw the honey, the second bottle must be a pain relieving potion. She watched as he warmed it with a charm. Draco wrapped his arms around her and helped her to sit up. “Drink. No talking until it’s all gone.”

Smiling she couldn’t help but whisper, “Yes Sir. Yes Master.”

Theo shook his head, “Fucking cheeky witch.”

Draco was less amused. “Sweetheart, if you still want to play, being disobedient will get you belted.” As if to prove his point he put out his hand, “Accio belt.” She watched as the belt flew across the room, only to be caught in his waiting hand.

Draco smiled as he watched her eyes get big and she brought the glass to her lips. “Hmmm. I thought you would see it my way.”

She drank the contents of the glass down and handed it back to Theo. Who promptly filled it will cool water and handed it back with one command, “Drink.”

She did as she was told. When she handed the empty glass back to Theo, Draco dropped the belt and began kissing her. “You scared the shit out of us.”

Theo sucked on her neck. “That was the longest you have every been out from our triad sex connection.”

She quirked and eyebrow, “Triad Sex Connection?”

Theo laughed, “Well I didn’t know what to call it and it only happens when we are all connected and come together.”

Draco nodded, “I couldn’t argue the name. It made sense.”

She shrugged her shoulders, “Works for me.”

Theo’s tone was once again concerned. “Are you okay?”

She smiled at both of them and bit her lip. “Yes my Loves. I am fine. I was sore but the potions already working.” I don’t think I have every come that hard.”

“Or that long.” Draco added.

When he saw the questioning look. “Sweetheart you came even after you passed out.”

They were all quiet for a while when Theo asked, “What did you think about what we did?”

A huge smile crossed her face. “I LOVED it. I loved everything about it.”

She turned to Theo, “Was it good for you? Did I live up to your fantasy?”

Theo just shook his head. “You were and are and always will be Fucking Perfect.” Kissing her deeply when he pulled away “You are every fantasy I could ever have, fulfilled.”

She turned to Draco, “When can we do page seventy-two?”

He barked out a laugh. “Salazar’s Saggy Ball Sack woman. We just used and abused your little body. Let’s give it a little time to rest.” He pulled her back down and wrapped his arms around her. Theo embraced them both.”

Draco ordered, “Sleep.” He kissed both of them, “I love you two. Good night.”

Hermione and Theo both said “Good night and I love you.”