Hermione’s Arse

Hermione’s Arse

Pansy Parkinson was a tricky young witch. While clearly a ball crusher… she took no bullshit from any of the boys… she also had no interest in them… well, except to fuck the shit out of some of them… literally.

Her favourite was the thrill of using Draco Malfoy for her bottom bitch. She fucked him in the arse all the time with her strap-on cock, and recently with the magical real cock she’d magicked up for brief sexual rendezvous. Listening to Draco begging to get his arse fucked was a major rush, especially the times she created her magical flesh and blood cock and spewed a massive load up his arsehole… her own pleasure cascading through her whenever she unloaded deep up someone’s arsehole with her magical dick.

That said, she fucked guys only for amusement… she really preferred girls.

The perky tits of a young woman.

Her long legs.

Her amazing arse.

Especially that amazing arse.

She couldn’t explain why, but her pussy got wet whenever she admired a nice, tight female arse.

She was confident she was a lesbian. Only girls excited her. It was girls she stared at. It was girls she masturbated to.

Yet this being Hogwarts, she certainly wasn’t about to declare her sexuality to anyone… instead, she used that sexuality to intimidate and control the boys in Slytherin.

In truth, she’d been pondering pegging that cute, bespectacled little Harry Potter. He had a cute little arse, one that looked made for fucking… but before she went after that conquest… fate fell into her hands.

Due to some stupid oversight during the original construction of Hogwarts, all four Houses were required to share two humongous showers… one for the boys and one for the girls. Which Pansy frequently took advantage of by using much of her shower time slyly to admire her many peers’ young, ripe bodies… luckily (at least for her) all of them oblivious to her lesbian lust. She’d envisioned almost all of them between her legs, or bent over taking her strap-on, or lately her magical cock… or herself dining on some sweet pussy.

Although no one knew this… not a single soul… her biggest crush, even though she wished it wasn’t true… was a Gryffindor… a fucking Gryffindor… named Hermione Granger. Truth be told, Pansy hated that she got wet and got chills every time she saw Hermione… especially on the extremely rare occasions when she saw her naked. Yet just like anyone else, she couldn’t choose who did or didn’t turn her on.

Late one night Pansy was going for a shower… after a pretty good session of fucking Draco’s arse… when she was startled by the sight of a naked body all alone in the shower.

It was Hermione.

Hermione was shy about her body, so she almost always showered late at night… hopefully after everyone else was in bed. She enjoyed the solitude and relaxation of a long, hot shower. She loved the feeling of warm water cascading over her young body.

Pansy watched like the voyeur she was, as her dream girl stood beneath a showerhead, soaping up her body. Her pussy tingled as she admired Hermione’s perfect frame.

Her great pair of tits.

Her tight body.

Her fucking amazing arse.

And said fucking amazing arse was begging to be fucked.

Pansy imagined herself striding right up to her, pushing her back against the wall and kissing her.

Pansy imagined herself sneaking up on her, dropping to her knees, and licking that hairless pussy.

Pansy imagined herself marching right up to her, possessively placing her hands on Hermione’s shoulders, then guiding her down to her knees and making her into her very own pussy pleasing pet.

Pansy imagined herself strutting over to her, barking at her to about face, then bending her over and sliding a strap-on cock inside the hot Gryffindor’s arsehole… that scenario being the one she wanted to do the most.

To fuck Hermione’s assumedly virgin arsehole.

As back in the real world Hermione soaped up her body, Pansy wished she’d brought her strap-on with her… but alas, she couldn’t openly carry it around everywhere… especially not to the shower late at night with nowhere to conceal it until she needed it. So instead, she needed to content herself with spying on the cute girl while she washed her scrumptiously slender body.

As Hermione finished rinsing herself, Pansy hurriedly slithered away, not wishing to get caught watching her… but she was already planning for tomorrow night.

……

The next night Pansy arrived late, and only managed a quick peek at Hermione’s perfect naked body while she was already reaching for a towel to cover herself.

…..

The next night Pansy arrived fifteen minutes earlier and installed three tiny cameras around the shower. Yes, she knew it was morally wrong (big whoop), but she didn’t plan on using them for any nefarious purpose other than to blackmail Hermione into becoming her sex slave. Okay… admittedly that was pretty nefarious, but she didn’t plan to show it to anyone or anything like that. She just knew that unlike all her Slytherin fuck toys, Hermione was a good girl, so she wouldn’t be a simple turn.

Hermione, punctual as always, arrived as Pansy walked past her and sneered, “Rather late for you, miss goody two shoes.”

Hermione was annoyed. First, she hated being stereotyped as a good girl simply because she was a Gryffindor. Second, she hated being judged as anything at all by a Slytherin… since they all used guilt trips and inferiority complexes as weapons. Third, there was just something about Pansy that bothered her… even though she couldn’t put her finger on it. She sighed, a little tired, “Maybe you should try it.”

“Excuse me?” Pansy raised an eyebrow.

“Try being good for a change,” Hermione said. “Just because you’re a Slytherin doesn’t mean you have to be as unpleasant as the rest of them.”

“The rest of them?” Pansy asked, undressing the nerd in her head.

“Yes, like the rest of them,” Hermione said. “You know… whatever… or just forget it and have a good night.”

“You too,” Pansy said with a sly smile, as Hermione walked away, and Pansy kept walking the other way to make her prey think she’d leave her alone.

Hermione kept walking for a minute and then looked behind her to make sure she was alone. Thank God! she thought to herself. She couldn’t explain it, but there was just something about Pansy that rattled her. The look in her eyes. Her smug confidence. The predatory way she looked at her.

Hermione showered, still looking over her shoulder a couple times, sensing she was being watched. In the end, she had a quick shower… not feeling relaxed at all… then got dressed and headed out.

Pansy had hidden herself, and she waited a few minutes after seeing Hermione leave before going to retrieve the cameras. She stayed up late that night editing the videos, until she had not only a great couple minutes of footage… but also footage that with some magical editing… made it look like Hermione was rubbing herself.

Contented with the edit, she prepared for tomorrow night by filling her purse with some lube and her favourite first time strap-on… eight inches… but not too thick… she didn’t want to destroy Hermione’s pretty arse the first time… at least not at first. Thinking maybe there was a slut underneath the girl’s innocent persona… Pansy also grabbed her fatter ten-inch arse destroyer… the one Draco always begged her to use on his man pussy.

…..

Pansy was excited all the next day.

She couldn’t wait to fuck Miss Granger’s sweet, tight arsehole.

She fucked Draco in the morning, the very submissive and verbally nasty Daphne Greengrass at lunch, the chubby Millicent Bulstrode, whose arsehole greedily swallowed ten inches of dick with ease, and just two hours ago Tracey Davis, who bounced on her strap-on cock to multiple orgasms.

Pansy waited a few minutes after Hermione walked into the shower before she fastened the strap-on in place beneath her skirt… her cute school uniform was always handy for quick ‘wham bam fuck you ma’am’ encounters.

Hermione was naked and allowing the warm water to flow onto her, allowing the stress of the day to wash away.

Pansy, sauntered in, admired Hermione’s arse for a long lingering moment, before she said, “Nice arse, Miss Granger.”

Startled, Hermione turned around and saw Pansy. “W-w-what are you doing here?”

“It’s a communal shower,” Pansy said, smiling warmly.

Hermione reached for her towel.

“Don’t cover up that sexy body quite yet,” Pansy urged as she sauntered over to her prey.

Hermione nevertheless wrapped herself in the towel.

“You haven’t even washed your hair or your body yet,” Pansy said.

“I’ve got to go,” Hermione said, sensing something nefarious about Pansy’s tone and smirk.

“No, I don’t think so,” Pansy said, now standing right in front of Hermione, the shower still running and getting her ankles wet.

Hermione went to walk around Pansy, but she stepped in front of her… twice. “Please, move.”

“I don’t think so,” Pansy said, reaching out and yanking the towel off of Hermione.

“What are you doing?” Hermione demanded, covering herself back up.

Pansy tossed the towel into a puddle of water and said, “Checking out my new pet’s body.”

“Excuse me?” Hermione asked, seeing Pansy look at her body the same way Ron looked at her… as she started trembling, suddenly feeling cold.

“Tonight you’re going to become my sexual plaything,” Pansy said bluntly.

“That’s ridiculous,” Hermione said, once again trying to sidestep around Pansy, who had a glint in her eyes, which made her nervous.

“It’s not ridiculous at all,” Pansy refuted.

“I’m leaving,” Hermione said, pushing her way past Pansy with an aggressive shove that surprised the bully.

“You can,” Pansy said, pulling her phone out, “but if you do, then this video gets sent to everyone.”

“What video?” Hermione asked, turning back around.

“What you do in here late at night,” Pansy said, walking smoothly up to her.

“I don’t do anything in here except shower,” Hermione said, not falling for whatever this was. She always had an impeccable demeanor.

“No?” Pansy said, again standing directly in front of her naked prey.

“No, you’re the one with a checkered past,” Hermione said defiantly. She wasn’t going to be bullied by anyone, especially not by a Slytherin.

“Oh, I won’t deny that,” Pansy smiled. “But…” She paused, as she showed the video to Hermione, “How would Dumbledore react to this?”

“To what?” Hermione asked, then her eyes went wide as she saw herself naked. “You filmed me?”

“I’m not revealing where I got the video,” Pansy responded playfully. “But keep watching, it gets better.”

Hermione stared at herself on video… mortified. “Oh my goodness,” she finally said, when she saw the part that looked like she was touching herself.

“I know,” Pansy smiled. “I was shocked too. I thought you were a good girl.”

“I was just washing my body,” Hermione defended, even though the video made it look like she was doing more than that!

“It looks like you were rubbing that ripe pussy of yours,” Pansy accused. “I mean I understand. A good girl like you must get horny all the time.”

“I am not,” Hermione said defiantly.

“You’re not a good girl?” Pansy asked coyly.

“That wasn’t what I meant,” Hermione said, getting agitated.

“My question is who were you thinking about while you touched yourself?” Pansy continued, enjoying the flustered impact she was having on her prey. “Harry? Draco? Me?”

“W-w-what?” Hermione stammered.

“I think you must prefer girls,” Pansy said, reaching out her left hand to Hermione’s pussy.

Hermione slapped the hand away, “I am not a lesbian.”

“So you’re bi?” Pansy countered, returning her hand to the sweet pussy.

Again Hermione slapped the hand away and said, “Pansy, enough!”

“No, we’re just getting started,” Pansy said, shifting to a serious tone. “Either you do whatever I say, or I send this video to Headmaster Dumbledore.”

“You wouldn’t?” Hermione questioned, her eyes going wide and a chill coursing through her body.

“Oh, I definitely would,” Pansy said. “Although I’d prefer not to.”

“Please, Pansy,” Hermione pleaded… her reputation at risk, even though she hadn’t done anything wrong. “You edited that video.”

“Trust me,” Pansy said. “No one will think I have the ability to do something that technical.”

“What do you want?” Hermione asked, glaring at Pansy.

“For you to be my pet,” Pansy asked.

“What does that even mean?” Hermione questioned.

“You’ll do exactly what I say,” Pansy responded.

“Like what?”

“For starters, get down on your knees,” Pansy ordered.

“What?”

“Get… on… your… fucking… knees,” Pansy said more slowly.

“Why?”

“Just do as you’re fucking told,” Pansy said, her tone showing her impatience… she wasn’t used to anyone defying her.

“No,” Hermione refused.

“No?” Pansy challenged.

“No,” Hermione repeated.

“So you’re okay with this video being sent to Dumbledore?” Pansy asked.

Hermione hesitated. She then said, “Sure, go ahead.”

“As you wish,” Pansy shrugged, pressing some keys on her phone.

Hermione watched for a moment before she pleaded, “Please, Pansy! Don’t do this.”

“You have two choices, Hermione,” Pansy said. “First, drop to your knees in front of me and willingly obey every fucking order I give you; or second, walk away and wait for the shit to hit the fan.”

“Pansy, please,” Hermione said, tears beginning to form… which she desperately tried to hold back, since she knew how weak that made her look.

“It’s now or never, Miss Granger,” Pansy said, patiently pushing her pet-to-be towards the inevitable.

“And if I do this, you’ll delete the video?” Hermione said, her resistance breaking down, seemingly futile.

“No,” Pansy answered. “But I promise never to show it to anyone so long as you’re my good girl.”

“Promise?” Hermione pushed, defeated. No way could she allow a video of her naked body to get out… even if she could prove she wasn’t masturbating… it would still show her completely naked.

“Yes, my sexy thing,” Pansy smiled warmly. “I don’t want to out you. I just want you to be my pet.”

“What does that even mean?”

“Simply get on your knees, and I’ll start showing you,” Pansy said, resting her hands on Hermione’s naked shoulders.

“Fine,” Hermione said, although with that single word, she made it clear she wasn’t fine with this at all… as she lowered herself before the blackmailer.

“Don’t worry, Hermione,” Pansy said. “Many of my pets have been hesitant at first, but they all end up being my eager little fuck sluts.”

“I’ll never be that,” Hermione stated defiantly, looking up at Pansy with a death glare.

“Oh, never say never,” Pansy said playfully.

“Never, ever, ever,” Hermione said. She might do things she didn’t want to do, sordid things even, or disgusting things… but she would never allow Pansy to break her spirit.

“We shall see,” Pansy said, lifting her skirt to reveal her strap-on cock.

“What on earth is that?” Hermione gasped, spying the big fake dick.

“Don’t play all innocent with me, Hermione,” Pansy said. “I’m sure you’ve seen dicks before.”

“I have not,” Hermione denied, which was true.

“Well, this is a dick,” Pansy said. “Not the biggest one I have, but for a cute virgin like you, it’s likely just the right size to start breaking you in.”

“I-I-I want to save myself for marriage,” Hermione stammered, astonished by how big this dick was, and yet telling the truth.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Pansy said. “I have no intention of fucking your pussy.”

“Thank God,” Hermione sighed.

“No, that can stay pure for whichever bloke you might marry some day,” Pansy said.

“Thank you,” Hermione said, a wave of relief coursing through her.

“No, I prefer fucking tight arseholes,” Pansy said wickedly, a big smile spreading across her face.

“What?” Hermione said, having heard her, but unable to believe it. Why would anyone want to do that?

“I’m going to pound your sexy butthole, pound your shit hole, drill your arse, and plug your back door,” Pansy listed, enjoying her prey’s shocked expression.

“Gross,” Hermione said, disgusted.

“Oh trust me,” Pansy said, as she slapped Hermione’s cheek with her dick. “You say that now, but once I’m deep inside that cute little arse of yours, you’ll be begging me to pound the living shit out of you.”

“I don’t think so,” Hermione denied.

“Yeah, yeah,” Pansy sighed dramatically. “Because you’re a good girl.”

“I am a good girl.”

“Then suck my dick, you good, obedient girl,” Pansy ordered.

“No.”

“I wasn’t asking you, that was an order,” Pansy said, her tone getting firm in a heartbeat, “now fucking suck my dick!”

“Pansy, I….” Hermione started to protest, but her words were stopped mid-sentence when Pansy shoved the cock into her mouth.

“I’m bored with talking,” Pansy said. “Now start sucking, or I fuck your arse without any lube, and trust me, that won’t feel good at all.”

Hermione couldn’t believe she had a dick in her mouth! She’d heard other girls talking about oral sex, and she’d always thought it sounded unsanitary, disgusting and wrong. Those opinions were changing while she knelt with this cock in her mouth.

“Suck it, slut,” Pansy ordered. “Or I’ll face fuck your mouth and shove this dick so far down your throat you’ll gag.”

Hermione this time felt tears roll down her face, even as fury burnt inside her at her predicament and now being called a slut. Yet she reluctantly obeyed, as Pansy’s threats weren’t likely idle ones, and they didn’t sound fun at all. So slowly… awkwardly… she began to bob.

“There you go, such a good girl, “Pansy encouraged her, knowing the polar opposites of positive reinforcement and verbal abuse tended to make a pet-to-be increasingly malleable, until eventually she became totally obedient..

Now Hermione just did as she was told… furiously… humiliated… awkwardly. It felt so strange to be sucking on a penis… even if it wasn’t real… or actually even weirder since it wasn’t real.

Pansy watched for just a minute… her pussy tingling with yet another successful conquest… this one her biggest coup yet… even bigger than destroying Narcissa Malfoy after she caught her pegging her son.

Hermione was slowly bobbing back and forth, taking only two or three inches in her mouth, when Pansy pulled out and ordered, “Now go lean against the wall, and bend way over.”

“Please, Pansy, haven’t you humiliated me enough?” Hermione begged, very close to tears.

“This isn’t about humiliating you, Hermione,” Pansy said, although it really was. “It’s about awakening your inner butt slut.”

“Nothing you’re saying is making any sense,” Hermione said, still on her knees.

“But it will once you have eight inches of cock plugging your sweet little arse,” Pansy assured her, as she went to grab some lube from her duffle bag. She wasn’t going to dry fuck Hermione’s virgin arsehole. She wasn’t sadistic. Just a blackmailing bitch who manipulated people to get whatever she wanted.

“Pansy, please,” Hermione pleaded.

“Go to the wall and bend over,” Pansy repeated.

“I can’t.”

“You can and you will,” Pansy said. “I don’t have time for a long game of will you or won’t you obey. Just do as your fucking told, or I press Send.”

“You really are a bitch,” Hermione said, a word she’d contemplated using many times, but had never uttered until this moment.

“That we can agree on,” Pansy smiled, as she lubed up her cock. “Now, for the last time. Get your arse over there.”

Hermione, defeated, got off her knees and trudged to the section of the wall Pansy had pointed to.

“Bend over,” Pansy said, walking over to her pet-to-be.

“I really hate you,” Hermione said, bending over, but also glaring back at her blackmailer.

“Oh, you say that now,” Pansy said, admiring the perfect curves of Hermione’s body. “But soon you’ll be screaming my name in rapture.”

“Never,” Hermione repeated.

“Yeah, yeah,” Pansy said, having heard that before and proving it wrong many times… every time, actually. Most men and women had no idea about the pleasure triggers in their arseholes. But once those triggers were activated, there was no going back… ever.

“Just get it over with,” Hermione sneered, defiant until the end.

“You ready to get your arse fucked?” Pansy asked, now standing directly behind her.

“No, but I’m not going to give you the pleasure of hearing me whining or crying about it,” Hermione said. “Do your worst, bitch.”

“No whining or crying, just moaning and begging, “Pansy taunted as she knelt behind Hermione, pressed her hands against her arse cheeks, pulled them apart, and buried her tongue in the cute virginal rosebud.

“What are you doing now?” Hermione yelped, as she felt Pansy’s tongue rimming her butthole.

“Eating your arse,” Pansy said.

“Gross!”

“Not at all,” Pansy said, swirling her tongue around the puckered hole. “I need to get it ready for my dick.”

“Feels weird,” Hermione said, which was true… but oddly it also felt a little… she hated to admit it… nice!

“Did you know the arse has more pleasurable nerve endings than a vagina does?” Pansy asked.

“No,” Hermione said.

“It’s true,” Pansy said. “Look it up. Unfortunately, most women never discover the pure pleasure of getting their arses fucked.”

“Because it’s a sin,” Hermione said.

“Sin?” Pansy scoffed. “If sex was a sin, why would the Goddess make it feel so good?”

“I don’t know,” Hermione said. The tongue licking her arse was beginning to make her feel all tingly inside… like the two times she’d masturbated… both recently.

“Exactly,” Pansy said, as she lavishly bathed the arsehole with wetness, “It’s just a scare tactic to keep girls from exploring their sexuality.”

Hermione didn’t say anything, since what else was there to say? She was in way over her head and just needed this to be over.

Pansy lubed a finger while licking Hermione’s delicious arsehole, before she moved the lubed finger to the virgin arse and warned, “This may feel a bit weird.”

“What maaaaay?” Hermione asked, then realized the answer to the question when she felt a finger slide inside her butt.

“Your arse didn’t even try to resist,” Pansy said, as her finger completely disappeared into the tight arse.

“What are you doing?” Hermione asked, this feeling so weird and wrong.

“Fingering your arse to gape it a little more to get it ready for the cock,” Pansy said matter-of-factly.

“Please…” Hermione moaned awkwardly, although she didn’t finish the sentence.

“Your tight little bum is now eagerly welcoming my finger,” Pansy said as she… slowly… fingered her new pet.

“This is so wrong,” Hermione objected, struggling to continue repeating her dismay even while her body betrayed her with strange sparkles of pleasure.

“Your words say one thing, but your tone and body are communicating something completely different,” Pansy said, having witnessed this confused state in a prey many times before… as she wiggled her finger inside the tight butt to gape it some more.

“No, what I’m communicating with my words, tone and body is that you’re blackmailing me,” Hermione rebutted, even though the finger inside her felt even weirder and made her body tingle.

“I wouldn’t call it blackmail,” Pansy denied, moving her finger inside the young witch’s rectum in a circular motion.

“What would you call it then?” Hermione asked, trying not to moan, not let her know she was secretly enjoying it.

“Free will. I gave you two options, and you chose this one,” Pansy shrugged as she pulled out her finger.

“They were both horrible choices, so you can hardly call it free will,” Hermione argued. Which might have been a more convincing argument if her butt wasn’t suddenly feeling empty.

“You may say that now, but soon you’ll agree you made a truly excellent choice,” Pansy said confidently, knowing this cute girl would be emitting deep-throated moans and begging for her arsehole to be hammered within a few critical minutes.

“Excellent? I know I’m never, ever, ever going to enjoy this at all,” Hermione said, glaring back at Pansy as she watched her moving the dick towards her butt.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Pansy said, positioning the dick at the slightly gaped hole before mockingly adding, “never, ever, ever? You’ll soon see..”

Hermione felt anger burning through her as she felt the cock poking at her butthole. “You’re a real BIIIIIITCH!” Hermione screamed as she felt the cock pushing into her butt… an intense burn coursing through her as it split her open unnaturally.

“Don’t worry, after this initial pain,” Pansy said as she slowly slid her cock inside Hermione’s virgin arse, “you’ll begin feeling great, intensely great pleasure.”

“Great sizzling dragon bogies, does that hurt! Please stop,” Hermione begged, the pain intense, the cock inside her feeling so weird.

“Trust me, my pet,” Pansy said, continuing to gradually fill Hermione’s arse. “This cute arse and tight hole were just made to be fucked.”

“Merlin’s beard! Please!” Hermione whimpered, the dick somehow managing to barge its way ever deeper into her arse.

Pansy finally all the way in, grasped Hermione’s hips and said, “Please? Okay, as you wish.” She then began slowly to fuck Hermione’s butt.

“Pansy…,” Hermione whimpered, her head spinning while her anus was penetrated over and over… so overwhelmed by the dick fucking her bum she was unable even to think.

“I love when you moan my name all worshipful like that,” Pansy said, something she always made her pets do when they were getting fucked and needing to come… while thrusting her hips in and out… in and out.

Hermione’s pain was there… still strong even…. but with each slow movement it seemed ever so slightly to fade… and an equally slight rise of a subtle pleasure began to offset the pain.

“I bet you’re already beginning to feel the pleasure slowly rising in that tight arse of yours,” Pansy said after about a couple dozen slow thrusts.

Hermione, frustrated by Pansy’s correct assessment, weakly denied the accusation, “No, not at all.”

“No, of course not,” Pansy smirked, knowing her words were accurate… Hemione’s former whimpers during the first dozen strokes now shifting to moans.

“Please…” Hermione moaned, although she had no idea what she was planning to say following that single pleading word… her body betraying her as the pleasure continued slowly growing inside her.

“Please Pansy, fuck my cute little bum faster and harder? Is that what you’re trying to say?” Pansy asked, then didn’t wait for an answer before picking up the pace.

“Nooooo,” Hermione moaned, although the moaning timbre of her objection once again betrayed the insincerity of her objection.

“Nooooo,” Pansy mocked, maintaining her current medium paced anal fucking. “Sounds to me that you’re a natural little arse slut.”

“No, I’m not a slut,” Hermione blurted out between her soft moans.

“Maybe you weren’t one until a minute ago, but you’re my slut now,” Pansy said. “Going forward, this arse will regularly be getting my dick.”

“This is… a… one-time… thing,” Hermione struggled to respond, as the pleasure of the dick in her butt continued to conquer her body… frustrating her even more.

“Sure it will. You’ll be begging me to fuck your arse all the time once I’m done with you tonight,” Pansy said, confident that would be the case… since it was always the case.

“No,” Hermione shook her head, struggling to sound defiant while also struggling to convince herself.

“Yeah, yeah,” Pansy said, squeezing Hermione’s hips. “Your body has already completely submitted to me.”

“No,” Hermione repeated, even though the pain had subsided almost completely, and the pleasure was now consuming her entire core.

“Your arse loves my cock,” Pansy asserted as she slammed into her.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh,” Hermione moaned loudly as the cock went deeper into her butt, delivering new pain and pleasure.

“Yeah, you’re a natural arse slut,” Pansy said, fucking her faster.

Hermione didn’t respond… at least not verbally… but her moans by now were uncontrollable… pleasure rapidly rising inside her… an orgasm unavoidable and imminent.

Pansy hammered Hermione… her body slamming into her with each deep thrust, watching her new pet getting more animated with each one.

Hermione still refused to say a word… which did her no good at all, since her moans grew ever louder… her body now feeling like it was literally on fire… her pussy begging for release.

Pansy… knowing her pet was close… did what she always did when a new pet was nearing their very first anal orgasm. She pulled out and admired the gaping hole she’d created while she waited patiently for the desperate pet to start begging. (Patience was easy when the inevitable was about to happen.)

Hermione was this close to coming, when suddenly her bum was empty. So she should have been relieved… since finally she wasn’t being sodomized… yet instead she felt desperate… suddenly she needed that dick back inside her… suddenly she desperately needed to get her butt fucked… suddenly she heard herself saying something she’d never thought she would ever say: “Please, put it back inside me.”

“Pardon?” Pansy asked, a smile on her face as the plot proceeded just like she’d known it would… including Hermione’s lines as if she was reading them from her copy of the script.

“Please, put it back inside me,” Hermione repeated, shame coursing through her, knowing Pansy was only making her repeat the words to humiliate her.

“Put what back inside where?” Pansy asked faux innocently, circling her cock around the prettily gaped hole. Pansy couldn’t explain why, but there was just something so hot about a gaped arse… it was so unnatural, which made it so fucking hot… and it being the prissy Hermione’s made it even hotter… This archetypal Gryffindor being the trophy slut of all anal sluts.

“Inside me,” Hermione answered.

“Inside you where?”

“Inside my bum,” Hermione responded, her intense frustration evident.

“Little girls have bums. Are you saying you want my dick back in your arsehole?” Pansy asked, sliding back inside her.

“Yes, in my arse,” Hermione said with a moan, feeling it slide back inside her.

Once it was all the way inside, Pansy rested in place and asked, “Now what do you want me to do?”

Hermione sighed. She hated to say it. Yet she had to have it. She had to feel the cock fucking her butt. She needed to come. So she answered, “I want you to fuck my arse.”

“But you told me you’d never want that,” Pansy pointed out, even while giving her three quick, deep thrusts.

“Oooooooh, yes! Fuck my arse, give me that big dick,” Hermione moaned, no longer even pretending not to want it.

“You sure?” Pansy asked, loving this moment where the pet just gave in to the pleasure and submission.

“Yes Pansy,” Hermione said, recalling that Pansy liked hearing her name, “I want you to fuck my arse and pound the shit out of me.”

“Because you’re my pet?” Pansy asked, as she began fucking her again.

“Yes,” Hermione agreed, not paying much attention to the content of the question, only happy that the pleasure that had stopped was now resuming its fiery exploration of her core.

“Yes, what?” Pansy asked, loving that this entire scene was being filmed.

“Yes, I’m your pet,” Hermione said, the dick in her arse feeling so good, better than anything she could have ever imagined.

“And my slut?”

“Yes, I’m your slut, Pansy,” Hermione willingly agreed, knowing there was no way she could face never experiencing this again… even if that meant giving Pansy all the power.

“And you’ll always obey me like a good pet slut?” Pansy continued pushing Hermione, while not slowing down her hard, deep thrusts into her arse.

“Yes, yes,” Hermione moaned, her orgasm rising rapidly.

“Yes, yes, what?” Pansy asked, pulling out to once more to admire the gape.

“Yes, I’ll be a good slut, I’ll obey your every order, I’ll be your arse slut,” Hermione listed, desperate to get the dick back in her arse… so close to coming.

Pansy slid back in and really fucked Hermione as hard as she could, ready to allow Hermione to reach her first anal orgasm.

“Oh yes, Pansy! Fuck me, fuck my arse, fuck me,” Hermione babbled over the next dozen deep arse reams.

“Which house is better? Slytherin or Gryffindor?” Pansy asked.

Hermione didn’t even hesitate, not wanting this fucking to end, hoping her orgasm was only a few seconds away, “Slytherin.”

“Good answer, slut,” Pansy said. A few strokes later, she ordered, “Come for me, my arse slut.”

“Yes! Harder; drill my arse harder,” Hermione begged.

“Now, slut, come from getting your arsehole hammered,” Pansy ordered, reaching out and pulling her hair.

“Yes, Pansy, yes, oh my fucking God!” Hermione screamed as her orgasm finally hit her like a ton of bricks.

Pansy smiled upon hearing such wicked language spewing from this good girl as she kept hammering away throughout the orgasm.

“Oooooh,” Hermione moaned, lost inside the most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced.

About a minute after the orgasm hit, Pansy pulled out, and again admired the gaping hole as she quickly slipped out of her harness.

“Time to repay me for the fucking,” Pansy said, as she spun the dazed… still trembling… Hermione around and pushed her to the tile floor.

Hermione was still enjoying the aftershocks of an orgasm that didn’t seem willing to fade away, as she looked at the shaved pussy before her. She didn’t even have time to think before she felt Pansy’s hand on the back of her head, and her face suddenly being plastered against the pussy.

“Lick,” Pansy ordered.

Hermione… her head light from the orgasm… a strong, intoxicating scent enveloping her… mindlessly obeyed… by extending her tongue and licking… curious what it would taste like.

Pansy smiled at the girl’s total absence of hesitation… since sometimes there was some… with the orgasm done, a submissive slut might begin to get her mind back… might realize what she’d just allowed to happen… what she’d just said and done…

Hermione was surprised by the taste… it didn’t completely match the scent… yet it tantalized her taste buds. After a couple of tentative licks, she began licking hungrily.

“Oh yes, I knew you had to be a little lezbo,” Pansy moaned, thrilled to feel Hermione licking her so eagerly.

Hermione didn’t think she was a lesbian, but she couldn’t deny she was no longer completely straight either. The anal fucking was exhilarating, and Pansy’s pussy was delicious… she knew she’d be unable to deny herself the thrill of doing either of these… getting arse fucked or licking pussy… ever again.

Pansy held Hermione’s head as she lifted her left leg over Hermione’s shoulder and allowed her own orgasm to rise.

Hermione licked and licked mindlessly… Pansy having placed an erotic spell upon her.

Three or four minutes later… there was no talking… just Hermione licking her first ever pussy… Pansy enjoying the rookie pussy licker’s eager tongue as her own orgasm rose.

Finally, Hermione discovered Pansy was a squirter (although she’d had no idea that was even a thing) as Pansy moaned loudly while she came, coating her new pet’s face, “Yesssssss, you’re baptized as a Slytherin slut.”

Hermione barely heard the words as the cum flooded all over her face and into her open mouth… the taste of cum even stronger than just the prior wetness. She hungrily lapped up as much as she could, finding it the most exquisite delicacy she’d ever tasted.

Finally tired from the fucking marathon and her own orgasm, Pansy lifted her leg off of Hermione and said, looking down at the wet-faced young witch with a dazed look in her eyes, “Thanks, my pet. You’re a natural pussy licker.”

Hermione didn’t say anything. Since with her two wicked acts completed… her orgasm long subsided… reality came flooding back. And with it… rage!

Ever since her first year at Hogwarts, Hermione had been leagues ahead of all her classmates in her studies. She not only mastered all the subject matter in the textbooks, but she spent long hours poring over arcane tomes that few other students even knew existed. And one of the subjects she’d always excelled in was Spellcasting.

Leaping to her feet, she dashed off to her locker, reached inside and extracted her wand. Then still stark naked, she turned and waved it at Pansy while crying out, “Erectus Perpetuus!”

Immediately Pansy’s pussy vanished, to be replaced by a large, erect, male organ. Pansy stared at it for a moment. But then undismayed, she demanded, “Is that the best you got? I give myself these all the time; just ask Draco.” Then brandishing her own wand, she cried, “Vaginum Restorum!”

Nothing happened.

“Vaginum Restorum!” she tried again.

“Sorry Pansy, but unlike your garden variety, this phallus won’t be going away for ten years or so. It might not always stay erect, but you’ll likely be facing some raised eyebrows anytime you go into the girls’ shower room,” Hermione taunted. “So tell me, once they allow you in the boys’ shower room, will you be wearing a bra?”

THE END OF PART 1

Coming next: Undeterred, Pansy uses the real cock she’s now stuck with to give Hermione her first taste of swallowing cum… plus getting arse fucked by a real cock, and taking a load deep in her arse.