Fun around the lake part.3

Emily watched with awe, as Hermione ran away.
Her naked buttcheeks jigled with every step, her hairs waved from side to side..
She looked like a forest dryad, free and wild.
Soon Hermione reached the end of the path.
There she jumped over a small rock wall around the meadow.
Her bare feet dive into soft grass and she continued running.
In the middle of the meadow, was a small hill.
Hermione ran up, and stopped on it.
All around her was empty space, she would be visible from great distances.
But she didn't care, she made a piruet and faced Emily's direction.
She could see her still on the forest path.
Walking slowly towards the meadow.
Hermione jumped and smiled, enjoying the moment.
Her boobs moved up and down as she jumped.
Then she put her hands over her head.
And struck a victory pose.
Suddenly something grabbed her forearms.
It feels like ropes but more squishy.
Before Hermione could react, she was yanked into the air, and carried somewhere.
As she was carried through air, more green ropes appeared and tied themselves around her ankles, even around her waist.
Hermione's heart skipped a beat, when she saw where the ropes were carrying her.
Those ropes came from the Whomping willow.

Hermione tried to escape, but it was pointless.
The ropes hold her tied.
She struggled against the green tentacles as they continued to wrap around her. She tried to break free, but the more she struggled, the tighter the tentacles seemed to grip her.
"Please, stop!" Hermione cried out, her voice filled with panic.
"Let me go!”
But the Whomping willow didn't listen. Instead of letting her go, another green tentacle appeared and headed between Hermione's legs.
Her eyes widened in shock and horror, as she saw the new green tentacle heading towards her private area.
She tried to cross her legs, but the plant tentacles held them apart.
"No, please!" Hermione pleaded, her voice a bit shaky.
"Don't touch me there!”
The willow eather didn't understand or didn't care.
Hermione felt a mixture of fear and helplessness as the plant tentacle approached her crotch.
She tried to resist, but the other tentacles held her in place, leaving her **** to the willow's attack.
"Please, stop!" Hermione cried out.
"Ahmm." She moaned, partially from the shock, partially from the pleasure.
When the tentacle finally touched her wet pussy.
It was surprisingly gentle.
Hermione's initial shock and fear were replaced by a mixture of pleasure and confusion as the tentacle gently touched her down there.
She had expected a rough surface, but the touch was surprisingly gentle and almost...pleasurable.
Hermione let out a soft moan, her body involuntary responding to the sensation.
The willow turned poor Hermione around so she faced the meadow
There she could see Emily.
Hermione's eyes widened in surprise when another tentacle appeared, and started to massage her buttcheeks.
The sensation was unexpected, but also incredibly pleasurable.
"Oh,"
"That feels...good.”
Hermione gasped as a growing sense of pleasure, starting to replace her fear.
And the tentacle continued to massage her butt.
She let out soft moans, her body arching towards the tentacle's touch.
"Oh," she breathed, her voice filled with a mixture of ecstasy and submission. "Please, more…”
As if now the willow finally understood. Another pair of tentacles started to play with Hermione's boobs.
The sensation was both exciting and overwhelming, causing her to let out a series of moans and whimpers.
"Oh, yes," she gasped.
"Please, don't stop…”
The pleasure was so overwhelming, that Hermione didn't care anymore that she was hanging in the air, exposed for anyone to see.
All that mattered was the tentacles touching her body, bringing her pleasure.
"More," she said between the moans with a shaky voice.
"Give me more…”
As the tentacles continued to touch her body, Hermione noticed a warm liquid running over her skin.
It felt comforting and...stimulating, some kind of aphrodisiac.
Was her last coherent thought, then the pleasure overwhelmed her completely, leaving her lost in a haze of ecstasy.

Emily watched from a safe distance as Hermione hung between the branches.
Green tentacles whirling around her naked body.
She had to admit, the sighd was sexy, but she was still worried for Hermione's safety.
Emily wanted to try some spells, but when she aimed her wand.
Hermione's moans echoed on the meadow.
Emily watched with fascination as the Whomping willow tentacles stimulated Hermione in the right places.
Then Emily noticed a new sound between Hermione's moans.
It sounded like..
"Spanking" gasped Emily.
Some of the tentacles must spank Hermione's butt.

Hermione could only moan and whimper, as the tentacles stimulated her clitoris, niples and buttcheeks.
She was lost in a haze of pleasure, moaning and whimpering as the tentacles continued to touch her sensitive areas.
Her senses heightened by the liquid gushing from the tentacles.
The sensation was overwhelming, and she could hardly think straight.
All she knew was that she needed more. "Please," she begs, her voice filled with desire.
"Don't stop...”
Small shock for Hermione was when the tentacles who massaged her butt, started to spank her.
The sensation was unexpected, but also incredibly pleasurable.
"Ah!" She gasped, her body arching involuntarily towards the tentacle.
"Oh, yes... harder…”
She was approaching orgasm.
The tentacles were touching her in all the right places, and the spanking was just adding fuel to the fire.
"Oh, yes," she screamed, her body trembling with anticipation.
"I'm so close...so close…”
Hermione felt a sense of frustration and desperation as the willow slowed its pleasuring attack, just as she was about to reach her climax.
Her body ached for release, and she moaned desperately.
"Please," she pleaded, her voice filled with need.
"Please, make me come...don't stop…”
This repeated several times, the willow brought Hermione to the brink of ecstasy then stopped, just as she was about to reach her climax.
Each time, Hermione would whimper more desperately and plead for release, but the willow would deny her, leaving her frustrated.
"Please," she moaned, her body trembling.
"Please, let me come...I need it…”
Then it happened.
Hermione's body trembled as the orgasm finally overcame her.
A long moan escaped her lips as the pleasure washed over her, her body shuddering with ecstasy.
She hung there, suspended in the air, panting and gasping for breath, her body still tingling from the intensity of the orgasm.
The willow's tentacles gently patted Hermione's butt one last time before gently lowering her to the ground.
She lay there, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her climax.
Her skin was wet and sweaty.
She felt exhausted but also incredibly satisfied, her mind still reeling from the intensity of the experience.

Emily kneeled next to Hermione.
“Are you ok?” She asked with a hint of concern.
Hermione lying in the grass noded. Her eyes closed, she was stil calming after the orgam.
Her boobs slowly move up and down, as she breathes and falls asleep.
Emily looked at the Whomping willow.
The Green tentacles disappeared into the trunk.
After fifteen or twenty minutes, Hermione wakes up.
“What happened?”
She asked slightly confused.
Emily looked at her and took her chin into her hand.
“You don't remember?”
Hermione shakes her head.
“Last thing I remember is running to the meadow.” She explained.
“Why? What happened?” She wanted to know when she saw Emily's surprised face.
“Well..” Emily said and explained to a shocked Hermione what just transpired.
“I never read about something like this.” Hermione said after a few seconds of contemplating.
She still sat naked in the grass, Emily kneeled next to her holding her hands.
“Maybe I should ask Professor Sprout about it.”
“Really?” Emily asked “How exactly do you want to ask about that?”
“Excuse me Professor can you tell me if the Whomping willow can fuck people?” Emily acted as if she asked a question in the classes.
Hermione frowned at her, but didn't say anything.
“All right, but I still could find something in the books.”
Hermione said and stood up, her knees still slightly weak.
Emily did as well and hugged her.
“What's that for?” Hermione asked and embraced Emily's hug.
“I am glad you are ok.” Emily whispered
“Especially these.” She said with a chuckle and gently squeezed Hermione's butt.
“Mmmm.” Hermione moaned and enjoyed Emily's hands on her tender skin.
“It feels nice, but we should go back.” Hermione said and broke the hug.
Emily noded.
“Can I have my clothes back?” Hermione asked.
Emily was looking at her for a few seconds.
As if she was thinking about it.
But then she pulled something from her bag.
Hermione took the fabric from her.
It was a cloak.
“This is not what I had.” Hermione said with a suspicious look.
“I like you better in that.”
Emily explained.
Hermione put the cloak on her, and after almost two hours she felt fabric touch her skin.
Emily took her by hand and bothe returned into the school.
The branches of Whomping willow behind them, slowly moved from side to side.
Now, without a naked girl in their grasp.