First food, then fun

As Daphne led Hermione into the room, Pansy and Millicent gaped at what Hermione was wearing.

"It doesn't have to be removed yet!" Daphne said. "This was my idea."

"Just want do you have in mind, Daph?" Pansy said, surprised at what her friend had cooked up.

"I think our Gryffindor friend should get to eat first, then I'll explain!" She led Hermione to the table and quickly loaded up a plate for her. "Go on," she asserted. "We need you to eat quickly!"

Hermione did as she was told. The food was very good, and having learned the art of fast eating so that she could return to studying sooner, she was finished in five minutes. The Slytherins had eaten some, but still had most of their food on their plates.

After Hermione finished, Daphne led her back to the high table and conjured yet another rope, this one tying Hermione's hand behind her back. With a swish and a flick, the headmistress' chair was raised and placed upon the high table, facing away from everyone. One wave of her wand later, and yet another rope tied itself around the ropes near Hermione's breasts before attaching themselves to the top of the chair. Hermione could move, but not much.

Daphne turned to address the other girls. "It seems our friend Granger here is more of an exhibitionist than we thought!" She began.

Millicent and Pansy smiled while listening intently. While they didn't know what was going on, they were apparently happy to watch.

"Granger," Daphne continued, "Decided that she'd go for a walk to turn herself on before she would return to Gryffindor Tower to get off, but there was a flaw in her plan. The Fat Lady wasn't there to let her in!"

Millicent and Pansy roared with laughter. Hermione blushed. Her lie was catching up to her now.

"So to help her out, I thought we'd let her sort herself out after I made sure she had a nice, warm meal!" Daphne then turned to Hermione and aimed her wand. "Tarantallegra!"

Immediately, Hermione's legs began to move on their own, twitching and spasming out of control. Hermione felt the harness on her body tighten around her, especially in her groin. She let out a small scream when she felt that she was about to orgasm. Once again, she came right there in the great hall. Even though she couldn't feel her legs, they were out of control and kept moving. And she was still incredibly aroused!

Daphne returned to the dinner table to eat and talk with her friends. Hermione was too preoccupied to hear what they were saying, but she could see them occasionally turning to laugh at her or make mocking orgasm faces, imitating her own face.

So many of her juices had spilled onto the floor below her that her feet were slipping, making the robe rub harder against her clitoris. Hermione orgasmed again. And again. And again! Her **** exposure, the humiliation of being wrapped in binds, her privates on full display in one of the busiest places in Hogwarts, the fact that this was all done by three girls who wanted nothing more than to embarrass her over and over... This all combined into wonderful orgasm after wonderful orgasm!

After about an hour, the Slytherins were finished with dinner. Pansy made her way over to Hermione this time. "Finite!" All at once, the dancing stopped and the ropes disappeared. Still weak, Hermione slipped and landed with her legs open right on her arse, splashing into a puddle of her fluids.

"Evanesco!" The fluids that surrounded Hermione disappeared. With a few more wand movements, all the furniture in the room was back to normal.

"Well... That was fun! And you really enjoyed it, huh?" Pansy sneered.

Hermione didn't want to answer. She didn't want to tell the truth that this was some of the most fun she'd ever had.

"Well... I think if you liked cumming in front of us, we should add that to your new routine!" Millicent scorned.

"Ooh! Does it have to be at dinner, or can it be anywhere?!" Daphne asked.

Hermione's eyes widened. "No- I mean- I...", she stammered.

"Alright then, Granger," Pansy orated, a wicked smile spread across her pug-like face. "From now on, if one of us strips you naked, not counting wardrobe checks, you have to play with your little pussy until you cum!" She thought for a moment. "If you take your own clothes off, or if Peeves does it, you don't have to, though. I want the show to be for us! Come on, ladies! I think it's time we head back to our common room!"

Pansy turned on her heel to return to the common room, the other Slytherins following behind her.

Hermione contemplated what they had just said... She could still masturbate when she felt like it, but now the girls would make do it in front of them! And yet... Hermione looked up to see the starry night. "That might not be so bad..." she thought to herself.

After a few minutes, Hermione had enough strength in her legs to get up and start walking again.