Ritual
After 2 weeks
Draco's POV
“Blaise! A damn suit shouldn't be this hard."
“It wouldn't be so hard if you weren't an obnoxious perfectionist. You're lucky I still tolerate you. I still don't understand how Granger can stand you."
“She's mine, you idiot. Besides, she likes it.”
"My god! You two are crazy. How could anyone like your perfectionism?”
“Shut up, Blaise. Doesn't Lovegood get tired of you talking so much?”
“You'll be surprised, my friend, but no, she's not complaining at all.”
“Then our girls are perfect for us.”
Only one day left for the big day. Tomorrow, the most beautiful, smartest and most obedient witch in the world will be my wife and my submissive forever. Yes, my wife. Just saying this to myself makes me grin.
1 week ago
"Hermione, I think I found a ritual."
"May I look?"
We had been studying the ritual books I brought from the Malfoy library for days. However, it was very difficult to find the ritual we wanted. While some rituals excluded those who were not purebloods, some rituals caused the submissives to be completely broken. The results were shocking. There was even a woman who was completely turned into a pig and kept in a barn as a result of previous rituals. However, this ritual I found was perfect for us. Although it bonded the couple as dominant-submissive in a BDSM relationship, it did not prevent our fetishes such as bullying. As a result of the ritual, the submissive's magic became ineffective against the dominant's magic. So Hermione couldn't break any spells I cast. The ritual also had a little surprise.
“Draco… Do you realize what this is?”
When she looked up from the book and looked at me, she found me kneeling on the floor.
“I am extremely aware. Will you marry me, Hermione Granger?”
“A-But, your family, pureblood-“
“You know I don't believe that nonsense. To hell my family too.I'm sure that my father, rotting in Azkaban, cannot interfere with our relationship."
Her eyes were filled with tears.
“So? You shouldn't keep a gentleman waiting that long, honey."
“Yes, of course yes”
I put a gold and emerald ring on her finger. I had it specially made. The fact that she was a Gryffindor and the "Golden Girl" was the reason for the gold in the ring. I guess I don't even need to mention the emerald.
Now
“Oh finally. “I thought it would never end.”
“You could be a little grateful, asshole.”
I laughed and patted him on the shoulder and set out to visit my beautiful girl. She was in the Gryffindor common room with the Potter and Weasleys. They had come to participate in the ritual. When those three first came here, they thought I had bewitched Hermione and roughed me up. Potter was the first to finally understand, and even though I would never tell him, I'm grateful for that, because holy shit. The Weasleys are a pain in the ass. Even though the three of them are still not completely satisfied, I honestly don't care at all.
"My baby"
“Draco, what took you so long?”
"Granger, it must be exhausting to spend a lifetime with this man because your stupid boyfriend is such a pain in the ass."
Blaise said as he passed me and headed towards Lovegood. Whiny bastard.
“Don't listen to him, beautiful. As usual, he exaggerates a lot.”
I whispered into Hermione's ear as she stood up and hugged me.
“How's your ass, honey?”
"Too full"
I had noticed that we had been neglecting her asshole a lot since the party. That's why she wore a gag every day. While adjusting the gags, my sadism came into play and I enchanted them so that she could not remove them on her own. Oh, and it could suddenly grow larger or start shaking.
“You're a good girl, honey, you can take it.”
“Mione, we have to go now. We will be here tomorrow.”
“Okay guys. Thanks for coming."
After Hermione hugged them both, we left the room.
“Is your wedding dress ready?”
"Yes"
"Can I see?"
"It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, Draco."
So, of course I didn't listen. I tried all evening to see it. It is not difficult to predict the outcome. Stubborn witch. I hope one of the effects of the ritual is to break down her stubbornness a little.
Next day
“Draco, do I have to wear it today too?”
“We talked about this, Hermione. If you don't put that plug in, your hole will get narrow again."
“But we're getting married today!”
“At the same time, today you are becoming my complete submissive. Don't make me say it twice. Let me put this plug in your ass"
Every day she insisted on not wearing it with new excuses. Not because she didn't want to, but just because she was embarrassed to have to call me when she was going to go to the toilet. As if we haven't done worse. After inserting the plug completely inside her, I kissed her buttocks.
“You can get up, honey.”
“I hate this.”
“Last time I checked, the butt plug was in the green category. Stop whining. Get ready before we're late for our own ceremony."
After leaving Hermione with little Weasley in the Gryffindor hall, I went to the Slytherin room and found Blaise. I put on my suit and pocketed the gift I would give Hermione after the ritual. As soon as I left the room, I found Potter in front of me.
"Did something happen to Hermione?"
"No. Look, Malfoy. Hermione is like my sister. She's been sad enough in the past years. If I hear you upset her-"
“Potter. I'd rather make myself a Sectumsempra than upset Hermione. Don't worry."
“Okay then, I think there's something I need to do to avoid upsetting Hermione. It might be hard, but we can be friends, I guess."
“Sentimentality doesn't suit you, Potter. I can stand you, but please, keep both Weasleys away from me."
He laughed and patted me on the shoulder and went to get Hermione. When I went to the area where the ceremony would be held, I took a look around. It wasn't very crowded. We had arranged a ceremony where only our relatives were present. Crabbe, Goyle and their girls whose names I still don't know, Blaise and Lovegood, Pansy and Longbottom, Theo and the Patil twins, the Weasleys and Lavender Brown next to Ron. While I was looking around, Hermione arrived on Potter's arm. My god. My mouth was open with astonishment to see her like this. She was wearing a white, body-hugging wedding dress with lace embroidery and a long train. She had a crown made of flowers in her hair. Officially, this beautiful witch will be all mine from now on. She's totally mine. Despite all the mistakes and evil I have done, I can declare myself the luckiest man in the world because I was rewarded with this witch.
“It's no surprise, Malfoy. Mione is always beautiful.”
“Tell me something I don't know, Potter. A man does not always marry.”
“You are very beautiful, my darling.”
“You look very handsome too.”
“Oh, I'm always handsome.”
“Can't you at least put your big ego aside today?”
“My ego and I are one, honey.”
While she was rolling her eyes and laughing, McGonagall intervened. Yes, she will perform our ritual. I have no idea exactly how she was convinced. When Hermione and I went to her office to tell her this, she looked at us like we were crazy, then kicked me out of the room, thinking I had done something to Hermione. After a while, when Hermione left the room, she said she would perform the ritual.
"Silence. We have gathered today to bind the union of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger with a ritual. Draco, Hermione, put your hands together."
After joining our hands, Mcgonagall began to mutter the spell for the ritual. A green spell surrounded our wrists. Then I saw a trace of green magic, with a collar around Hermione's neck and the handle of that collar in my hand. I read this part of the ritual in the book. Although the magic formed on the wrists could be seen by everyone, only the married couple could see the collar stage. If the couple could not see the collar, the ritual had failed. Hermione and I smiled at each other. Shortly after, Mcgonagall finished the ritual.
“Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Malfoy.”
“Thank you, professor.”
After an hour-long celebration, everyone went to their rooms. I entered our room holding Hermione bridal style, put her down and started kissing her. It was very difficult to stand without touching her all day. I pulled away slowly and grinned.
“I have a gift for you, my love.”
“Draco, you are spending enough”
“Shhh”
I took the box out of my pocket and opened it. She looked at her gift, then at me. Her eyes were starting to shine with lust.
“It's been on my mind since you made changes to the list. I wanted it to be our wedding gift.”
“They are so beautiful. Thank you my love!"
I went behind her and slowly unzipped her wedding dress. While kissing her neck, I played with her nipples, making them harden.
“Let's decorate these beauties, honey. I know you want piercings, but those are later."
I took the clamps in my hand, which were made of a combination of gold and emerald, the same as her ring. It consisted of three headings with DM written on them. After slowly attaching both of them to her nipples, I moved my hand to her clitoris.
“Is your little clit excited enough, honey?”
"Yes, yes my love."
I parted her lips and exposed her clit. I put the last clamp on her clit just as slowly and moved in front of her. A golden chain hung down from the cruel emeralds on her chest, and there was another cruel emerald there. I feel like a painter. Hermione is my canvas.
"You are very beautiful. It's all mine. How do your clamps feel?”
“It hurts a little, but it's a good pain. Well, don't you have another collar for me?”
I slapped her butt.
“Good girls don't act spoiled. Of course you have a collar.”
I grabbed the collar I had hidden in the living room drawer and got behind Hermione again. I created a mirror in front of us and made Hermione look into the mirror. I raised my hand to show her her collar and wrapped it around her neck. DM was written in gold letters on emerald green to match her clamps.
“This, honey, is your new and final collar. I cast a few spells on it. Whether you like them or not depends on the situation. First, I cast a detection spell on your collar. Now wherever you go, I can find you. Secondly, you may not like this part, your collar will punish you when you cum without permission, when you touch yourself without permission and when you don't listen to me. I enchanted it to give you electroshocks. The collar is interactive with the clamps. So when your collar starts giving you electroshocks, so will your clamps.”
My last sentences caused her cheeks to turn red and her breathing to become irregular. I sealed the collar by touching my wand to her collar.
“Don't be so impatient to orgasm, honey. You may not want to try the collar on right away. Finally, I just sealed your collar. No one can take it off except me. Also, with a spell that only I can cast, your collar will turn into a necklace. Did you like it, darling?”
“Yes, that's wonderful my love.”
It was surprising that she didn't complain about her punishment or her collar. But she was probably acting more docile as a result of the ritual.
“Now, my beautiful submissive. Have you finished the book I gave you about BDSM?”
She looked away from me and looked at the ground. “N-No, Draco.”
“From now on you will say sir. How far did you read the book?
“I'm sorry, sir. I was able to read up to where the second posture was explained. I was busy with the preparations.”
“You had time in the evenings and you spent them doing nothing. Since today is our first night, you won't be punished. You will finish the postures tomorrow, do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
“Lie on your back on the bed. Hold on to the headboard. Keep your feet wide open."
She did what I said, trying not to move her clamps too much. Her pussy was already soaked. Her body was flushed and she was breathing rapidly. Just one touch was enough for her to cum. Without saying anything to her, I got on top of her and tied a rope to the chain connecting all three clamps. I took my wand, created a hook on the ceiling, and threaded the rope through that hook. After creating weights attached to the end of the dangling rope, I put down my staff. Since the weights were pulling on the rope, the rope was pulling on the chain, and so Hermione was lifted into the air. Pulling the chain up tightened all three handcuffs.
“Since you wanted the handcuffs so much, I thought we could try them out a bit. How does it feel?
“It's tense, but it's nice tension, sir.”
“Maybe tomorrow I'll tie you up and put weights on your clamps. Imagine having those breasts pulled down by the weight. Luckily, Mcgonagall gave us a week's holiday as a honeymoon gift.”
When I saw her breathing getting faster, I slapped her thigh.
“You are not allowed to cum. You will always ask for permission before you cum. Count your safe words.”
“Potion, for continue. Gold is for slowing down. Quidditch, for stop.”
“What do you do if you can't talk?”
“I will make sparks come out of my fingers. Green, for continue. Yellow, for slowing down. Red, for stop.”
“Good girl. Very good. You are now my beautiful submissive. You are my wife. I must reward you for this. What do you want, honey? Do you want me to fuck your pussy good and nice? Or your ass?”
“My pussy sir”
“What is this? Ask nicely, Hermione.”
“Fuck my pussy, sir. Satisfy me with your big cock. I feel so empty, please”
“Such a beautiful girl. You want it so good, honey.”
I pressed my dick against the entrance of her waiting pussy. I grabbed it by its attached chain, pulled it towards me and hit the bottom. Her pussy was literally sucking my dick. I sat on my legs and started fucking her rapidly, taking strength from my legs. With each blow, I pulled her chain and made her clamps tighten even more. My dick was hitting her cervix, her vagina was squeezing my dick.
“Sir, can I please cum? I need it so much, please, please"
“Wait a bit, honey.”
“Sir please! I can't hold it"
“I said wait a bit.”
I slapped her butt again. I pulled out of her pussy and entered her again hard. I cast a spell on the plug in her ass and made it tremble. I could feel the plug through the uterine wall. I held the chain tightly.
“Cum”
I pulled hard on the chain as Hermione cummed. While she was in the middle of her orgasm, she had another orgasm and started squirting. I went in deep as her vagina was trying to push me out. Just as I hit her cervix, I started cumming too. I began caressing her clit as her orgasm began to subside.
“Sir, I can't take it anymore, please! Not anymore, not anymore please!”
Her eyes rolled back and her words became incoherent.
“One last one, baby. For me. Cum Hermione”
As soon as I finished my sentence, she cum again. While she was trying to come to her senses, I cleaned up the mess, lay down next to her and started caressing her hair. She was still shaking from her orgasms, her eyes still not fully focused.
“Shh, you're okay baby. You were very good. Like a good girl, you did what your master said. You made me so happy, honey. You crowned our wedding with your orgasms."
She finally calmed down and curled up in my arms. I kissed her forehead and pulled the quilt over us. My hand went to the embroidery on the collar around her neck. Mine. This perfect witch is mine forever.