Daphne dominates Hermione

"You know," Daphne mused, shifting her weight from foot to foot and watching Hermione's gaze track her hips from side to side, "my mother has a name for girls like you. She told me about it after I walked in on her and my father's mistress in bed together. Girls who can't help but worship perfect women like her, like me..." Hermione gasped as Daphne vanished her skirt with a flick of her wand, revealing her perfect pussy once more. "Girls who just can't control themselves when they see what they need..." Hermione whimpered as Daphne took a step closer and planted her foot back on the wall. Daphne's pussy - her perfect, plump pussy - was right there, so close she could just lean in and kiss it, but Daphne rested a hand on her head and it was like control of her body had left her.

"You," the blonde purred, "are Pussy-**** now; it's your name, your purpose, everything. When other people talk to you, you can be Hermione. When I talk to you, you're Pussy-****. What's your name?"

"Pussy-****," Hermione whispered, her soft breath teasing Daphne's glistening lower lips, "I'm Pussy-****".

"And what are you?"

"Your Pussy-****," the brunette half-whimpered, half-moaned, "I'm your Pussy-****." Daphne's perfect pussy was so, so close, but she couldn't - mustn't - move.

Daphne hummed in satisfaction, sending a thrill of pleasure down Hermione's spine as she stared desperately at the blonde's pussy. "Good girl. Now," Daphne gently guided Hermione's head between her legs, "make love to my perfect pureblood cunt, Pussy-****." She tilted her head back and moaned shamelessly as Hermione got to work, teasing the tip of her tongue slowly up and down between the smooth puffy lips of her Mistress's slit. "Oh, you sweet little slut," she groaned, shifting her hips to give herself a better angle for grinding on her new ****'s face, "you're going to be such a good toy..." Visions of debauchery and sin were already dancing behind Daphne's eyes as she imagined how she was going to train Hermione - both for herself, and for all of the fat-cocked studs she worshiped.