Aftercare
Hermione's POV
I don't know how many hours I was hanging from the ceiling by my panties, but I'm sure I was in trouble. I've cum exactly 6 times since Draco left. Since I knew that I could not escape punishment, I started to think about the punishments he could give me. I wonder what he would do this time? Spank? No, he did it for less. Swirly? It's already our daily routine. Fuck me hard? I don't think he needs any punishment for this. Maybe it would be a punishment he would give with his friends again. Thinking about this was both scary and even more pleasurable. Because when they all came together, they could be very cruel. Suddenly I heard the door open. God, I hope he didn't bring anyone with him right now. Silence reigned in the room for a while. I could tell he was closing the door because I didn't feel any wind. But there was neither a touch nor a word.
"So, you chose to be a naughty girl again. Is that right, Hermione?" He asked in a calm tone as he caressed my pussy hard over my panties. Since he used my name like this, I guess I wouldn't get any punishment today. He lowered me from the ceiling, pulled the panties over my head and removed his socks from my mouth.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to cum, but I couldn't stand the pain and the pressure of the panties on my clit."
"Okay. We'll talk about this later. Now it's time to take care of you."
He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the bathroom. He filled the tub with hot water and added various oils into it.
“Let me take a look at your pussy and ass.”
I bent over and spread my legs. After checking it with his hand for a while, I saw him take his wand.
"Ep-"
"Sir, no. Do not heal."
"I didn't ask you, Hermione. Just as it's my job to punish you, bully you, dominate you or fuck you, it's also my job to take care of you. Now be quiet."
He was still speaking calmly, so the last traces of uneasiness disappeared from me.
"Episkey"
After the wounds left by the panties healed, he sat me in the bathtub. Then he undressed himself and sat behind me. He massaged my hair and washed it thoroughly. Then he washed my body too. After he was done, he continued to sit, holding me against his chest. Under normal circumstances, I would definitely be a brat. I would change the way I addressed him or be rude. But on Saturday evenings, unless I had done something that warranted severe punishment, he would take care of me completely. There would be no humiliation or harshness until the next day. I would just be pampered.
"Sir?"
"Yes?"
"I ejaculated 6 times today. If you allow me, can I learn my punishment?"
"Okay. Today you were more of a brat than usual. Oh no, you've been like this for 2 days. Last night you molested other men in front of me. You let them touch you. Today, you made a special effort not to do what I told you. I think you deserve some harsh punishment, right honey?"
"I'm sorry, sir. Yes, I deserved it."
"I don't normally tell you about your punishments early, you already know that. But I will. Because you asked nicely and because you need to prepare yourself. You know, we have a Quidditch match with Gryffindor in 2 weeks. The kids are very stressed right now. Maybe we can use you to relieve their stress. What do you say?"
"You know that I both love and fear, sir." While I was saying these, Draco started massaging my shoulders.
"Don't worry, you can always use your safe word if you agree."
"Yes sir. Thank you for telling me my punishment."
"Good girl." After placing a kiss on my hair, he continued to massage me. After a while, he dried me and dressed me. We sat on the couch in front of the burning fireplace and he carefully combed my hair and then braided it.
"Sit down for a while, honey, I'll bring some food."
When we first started, I never wanted the aftercare. I loved suffering, feeling my wounds gave me pleasure. However, after a heated argument with Draco, he of course prevailed and convinced me. Even though I still tried to object from time to time, I really liked the fact that he cared about me and said complimentary words. While I was lost in thought, he placed pizza and a bowl of fruit on the table in front of us. Since we started living together, he had slowly started to get used to Muggle culture. After our agreement, he would make surprises like feeding me pizza to make me happy. He fed me my pizza and fruit with his hands for the rest of the night. Meanwhile, he told me how his day was.
"Honey, do you want me to read a book to you? Or do you want to sleep right away?"
"Book, please"
He chuckled and took the book and laid me on his lap. His voice sounded so peaceful while reading a book that after a while I couldn't stand it and fell asleep in his lap. Even though I remembered what happened next in fragments, I felt that he took me in his arms, laid me on the bed, and then lay down next to me and hugged me. Oh, I can definitely get used to the aftercare.
In fact, if it's going to end like this, I can agree to anything he does with his friends.
God, I can't wait for that punishment.