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                 Still trembling from his release Harry pushes her flat on the bed so he is now straddling her chest.

“You never answered my question , you know.” He told her in a ragged breath. Hermonie shook her head.
“I…..don’t …know ..what you’re …talking about.” She told him gasping for air and licking his cum from her lips. Her eyes however were on his twitching cock that was dripping her spit and his cum on her tits. Harry gave her a grin that made her nervous all of a sudden.

“You forget how well I know you Hermonie. You only avoid talking about something when it’s something very bad,…..or embarrassing.”

Hermoine’s need was burning her and Harry’s insistent questions on the spell only fueled her anger. It really wouldn’t make a difference, she thought to herself, well maybe not much.

“For fucks’ sakes Harry just leave it be will you!” She screamed at him and tried to sit up. Harry was having none of it. “Oh no, Ms. I’m better in magic than everyone else.” Harry pushed her back with one hand and pulled out his wand with the other.

“Harry! What are you…”Hermonie cut off abruptly as Harry gestured with his wand.

“I WILL have my answers. Whether you want to tell me or not.” With that he whispers one arcane word of power. Hand’s spring up out of the silk sheets and hold her tightly. Before she can say anything another pair fastens to her legs, spreading them apart. Harry crawls up closer to her so the long length of him is resting between her tits. Her nipples Harry notices are standing out firm and hard.

“Harry, she starts to protests but Harry starts to chant again and she stops suddenly as the bed covers her eyes in silk , pushes her hips upward and lowers the top half of her body down . Two soft hands immediately begin to massage and tweak her sensitive nipples. Fingers brush across her swollen labia and open her up. The air is cool against her naked flesh and she shivers. Then there is a mouth at her breast and she can feel teeth biting into the soft white flesh of her breast.

“Oh! Oh yeah just like that , she murmurs not realizing she is speaking out loud. When a phantom tongue grazes her clit she lets out a tiny scream of instant pleasure. Above her Harry continues to chant quietly never losing concentration.
A second mouth finds her other breast and fingers slip their way inside her. Harry quits chanting above her but she fails to notice as her climax approaches. Something starts to suckle at her toes and she feels herself slipping over the edge. Then it stops and all sensation is gone except her burning need.
“NOOOOO!!! Why did you stop?! FUCK! I WAS SOOOOO CLOSE!” She screamed at him. For a moment there is silence, then she cries out as the lash of a whip streaks across her breasts.

“Harry?” She whispers to the seemingly empty room. She can hear nothing and could barely feel the bed beneath her. It was almost as if she were drifting in a black void. The whip falls again, this time across her hips. The pain was brief but intense. She could feel it run all the way down to her toes. She licked her lips and strained against her phantom restraints. A tongue glided over her clitoris and she gasped. Then the whip fell. In a matter of minutes her clit was humming in time to the beat of the whip and she could feel herself starting to come again. Just like before it stopped and she screamed into the void. The silence was complete and total. She didn’t know how long she floated there in the endless dark denied release, but when Harry at last spoke she couldn’t help but whimper at the sound of his voice.

“Are you ready to talk to me Hermonie? What did you do Hermonie? What’s that last ingredient? I can keep this up for a long time.” The mouths were back to biting her nipples again and Hermonie thought to herself, fuck him! I can come before he…..Her thoughts were suddenly shattered by the feel of the whip slashing across her pussy.

“AAAAGGHH!!” She screamed aloud, not certain if she enjoyed it more than the tongue or not. Once, twice, then it was gone and Harry was shoving himself down her throat until she gagged. He fucked her face for a while. Something in the room began to hum loudly and then a large silken dildo plunged into her tight box. It was vibrating at a fever pitch, almost pain full, and she felt like she was going to melt into the bed .
“Still not willing to talk? That’s okay Hermonie.” Harry told her in a confidential tone. ”Just between you and me I’m not controlling the bed anymore.” Hermonie froze in fear at this. If he wasn’t ? How? Her thoughts were once again scrambled as she was rolled over and pushed up on all fours simultaneously. Her ass was now thrust up in the air and her head hung over the bed.

“The bed is sensing when you are about to come. It will do absolutely anything to get you to that point, but not beyond. Oh and by the way, I’ve looped the spell back on itself and amped it up a little it should last for, oh six hours or so.” Her toes were being sucked on again and the whip was lashing her ass, in another second a mouth was at her pussy and the vibrator was at work on her clit.

“Oh oh oh God! H-H-Ha-rry, oh please, oh please!” Harry nodded and smiled to himself. The sight of her with red welts running over her body, that luscious ass thrust up at him like that was a sight to behold. He found himself stroking his hard on and wondering if he dared risk fucking her at the moment.

At the last moment, as Hermonie was begging him to fuck her, he decided against it. He really didn’t want her coming untill she told him about the ingredient. On the other hand he had a raging hard on and needed relief.

“I’m going out for a while Hermonie, maybe when I get back you’ll be ready to talk.”
“NOO! Please Harry! Just fuck me. Fuck me any way you want. Just ram it in God, oh sweet Mary..f-f-fuuuck.!” The bed just rammed a 10” dong up her pussy and was punishing it good. Harry smiled and slipped on his cloak. Maybe he would go take a shower, freshen up a bit