It had been exactly one month since Draco ate Hermione out. One month filled with lots of orgasms from them both. She had gotten much bolder over the month. Hermione would catch his eye and spread her legs. That was Draco’s cue to stop what he was doing, fall to his knees and eat her out like his life depended on it. Then when she had orgasmed, he was allowed to use her leg to dry hump himself to climax. It was a good little routine.
Draco threw the wet dish towel over the sink to dry and went to get ready for a walk. As he walked into his room to grab a sweater, he saw his bed had new decorations. On each corner was a restraint and in the middle of his bed was a deprivation hood. His cock sprang to life and he slightly groaned. He heard his Mistress coming into his room behind him and she grabbed his ass with a squeeze.
“I know I’ve been slow to expand our sessions, but I think I’m ready to move forward. The auction house assured me that you were trained in sensory deprivation. They gave me a list of supplies that was used on you. Do you like it?”
Draco nodded his head quickly, his smile bright as he turned to his Mistress. “I love it,” he said and started to take his clothes off.
His hard cock was already dripping when Hermione grabbed the hood. “Come and sit,” she patted the bed beside her. “You are not allowed to cum until I give you verbal permission. Is that clear?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
He sat in the middle of the bed and got comfortable. She leaned down to kiss him before she pulled the hood over his head. The darkness and quiet was instant. He could feel her fingers securing the buckles around his head and throat, but could see or head. He always tensed slightly when this first happened. She felt him freeze and she grabbed his hand. After a few seconds, he squeezed her hand in a way that told her to keep going.
After she finished buckling him up, Hermione pushed a small penis gag into Draco’s mouth and secured the straps to the side. She helped him lay down and pulled his wrist up to be secured in the restraint. She repeated the process with his other wrist and both ankles. She stood back and admired her work. Her beautiful, rock-hard slave was completely in her control. She felt so wet at the thought as she pulled off her own clothes.
She got onto the bed and threw her leg over his hips. This was not the first time she had sex, but it was the first time she was in control. Hermione lowered her pussy to his cock and rubbed her sex along him. His hands clenched as she rubbed back and forth again and again and again. She pulled his dick up and gently lowered herself onto him. He yanked at his restraints, but there was no where for him to go.
Hermione pulled back up and sank herself back down slowly. She was torturing him and she knew it. She was slow for a while as she took pleasure in watching him squirm. Finally, a slow burn began in her lower stomach and she couldn’t hold back anymore. She began to ride him quickly, chasing her orgasm. He tried to buck into her, but without any leverage, he didn’t succeed.
Her belly began to coil tighter and the burn harsher. She wildly slammed her hips down until she shattered, screaming out her pleasure. Hermione stopped moving as she tried to ger her trembling under control. The bed was still slightly shaking and she realized it wasn’t her trembling, it was Draco. Hermione crawled up to the head of the bed and started unclasping the buckles. She pulled the penis gag from his mouth and slid the hood off. The lust in her slave’s face made her pussy pulse.
“How do you feel, Draco?”
He clenched his eyes shut. “Please fuck me.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
“I feel…like I need to fuck your pussy. Please, Mistress, please let me fuck your pussy.”
Hermione smirked. She loved when her slave begged. She pulled herself back over his hips and lowered herself onto him again. His eyes flew open and he moaned loudly. This time she didn’t work him slowly. She leaned forward and slammed back down. Hermione set a brutal pace and he moaned and screamed the whole time, babbling incoherently. She felt herself tightening again and she shattered once more with a scream of her own.
“Cum, slave,” she moaned out through her orgasm.
Draco didn’t need to be told twice. His balls pulled up and he let go, his hot cum filling her. She continued to ride him as he worked through his orgasm. Pleasure filled tears fell from his eyes and wet the hair at his temples.
Draco loved being out of control.