Revers scavenger hunt part.4

Hermione had a bad dream, well it started good.
She was enjoying some naughty fun with Moaning Myrtle.
After that the dream changed to a nightmare.
She was caught naked by Hogwarts caretaker, Argus Filch.
Hermione woke up at the exact moment when he caught her.
She tried to sit on her bed, but she couldn't move.
Panicking she looked around her.
Thats whe she realized she is not in her bed.
She was in some dungeon, again Hermione tried to move.
But it was in vain.
As far as she could see her hands were stretched away from her body.
And they were held by some sort of magic bond.
Her legs were held in similar fashion.
When she looked under her, she saw her boobs.
And behind them dark corner of the dungeon.
She was levitating in the air.
Hermione tries again to move her legs and hands.
But the result was the same as in the previous attempts.
“Looks like our slut has awoken.” Cold voice spoke somewhere behind Hermione.
Even if she didn't see him, she recognized that voice immediately.
“Please Mr.Filch, let me go. I will take detention.” Hermione pleaded.
Even with the prospect of explaining why she was running naked around the castle.
It was better than everything Filch had planned for her.
His sadistic side was well known.
“Do you hear it?” Mrs.Norris “ Slut wanted to do detention. And maybee lose some points.” Filch said to his cat as if it was a person.
“I don't think so,” he continued talking as he walked closer to bound Hermione.
“For sluts like you, there is another kind of punishment.”
As he said that he spanked Hermione's buttcheek.
SLAP
Echoed in the dungeon.
Followed by Hermione's surprised yelp.
She shivered when Filch's rough hand stayed on her buttcheek.
“OH, yes. We will enjoy this one.” Filch said and squeezed Hermione's cheek.
She shivered again and tried to move to escape from his reach.
But the magic bonds were holding her in place.
Filch continued fondling her butt.
And she tried to escape from her bonds. But it was futile.
What was worse, his hand on her butt started to have an effect on her.
Unwillingly she moaned.
Filch, hearing it, smiled, and moved his hand over the buttplug.
Hermione exhaled, thinking he stopped groping her.
When without warning he tapped over the buttplug, which caused it to start vibrating.
Hermione's inside was again filled with vibration.
“Yes proper slut.” Said Filch to himself.
Hermione tried to fight the sensation appearing in her lover's regions.
Whole situation started to excite her, she could feel her crotch starting to get wet.
Filch noticed it too.
He did something, and Hermione started to ascend higher.
She stopped in level with his head, which allows him easier access to her secret spot.
He leaned closer, Hermione could feel his breath on her pussy and butt.
She trembled, partially from the fear but part of her startet to succumb to pleasure.
Maybe she really was a slut, she thought.
Considering all she did last month.
She couldn't think more about it, because her thoughts were interrupted by Filch.
He moved his hand on her pussy and started massaging it.
She moaned, and bit her lips, trying to stop herself from vocalise her plesure.
Didn't want to show that old perv she is enjoying it.
But it was too late, her moaning and juice gushing from her pussy was a clear signal.
Filch continued in his attack on Hermione's wet spot, enjoying her reaction.
All her loud protest was betrayed by her own body.
And even as she still tried to escape from the magic bonds, her moans and whimpers were music to his ears.
“That's enough.” someone said from the back of the dungeon.
Hermione felt as Filch turned over to face the newcomer.
His hands left her body.
Before he can react, the newcomer speaks again.
“Petrificus totalus.”
Spell hits Filch in the chest and he froze instantly.
After that Hermione hears a loud thud. As if something heavy felt on the ground.
When she looked under her, she could see Filch lying on his back on the floor.
Next to him was standing someone in black robe.
Hermione couldn't see more.
“Obliviate” unknown mage or witch said. And Filch closed his eyes as the memories at the last couple of hours vanished from his mind.
Then the newcomer stepped over him and approached Hermione.
“What about you?” The newcomer asked matter of factly.
Hermione felt she was being moved.
Still with her hands and legs bound she was turned around and into vertical position.
She could finally see where she was.
It was a dungeon lit by some torches. On the walls were different punishment tools.
Hermione quickly looked around and then focused on the person standing in front of her.
Unknown was wearing a simple black cloak with a hoodie.
And was hiding their identity behind the black mask.
Hermione couldn't even see the eyes. Only thing she could see was the hand holding a wand. Based on them Hermione was certain that the newcomer is a woman.
“Please can you let me go.” Hermione begged.
“I could do that,” the newcomer said.
“But we could enjoy some fun instead.”
“F fun?” Hermione asked, slightly confused.
“Yes, we could continue what you were doing before this old perv catches you.” Said the masked witch.
“I don't know what you are talking about.” Hermione tried bluffing.
But the witch wasn't fooled by her.
“I think you do,” she started saying. “running around the castle, wearing only your birthday suit. You looked very sexy btw. Flaunting these boobs and that beautiful butt for everyone to see.”
Hermione didn't say anything, it was pointless, she was clearly seen.
“So what you say, do you want to continue and enjoy something new? Something you never did? Or you want to go to bed as boring prude Gryffindor witch?”
Rational part of Hermione was telling her to end this. But her newfound exhibitionist side was telling her to continue.
“I want to continue. “ Hermione managed to say meekly.
The newcomer noded, and waved her wand.
Hermione felt her hands and legs to be released from the bonds and she was gently put on the floor. When her bare feet tuched the cold stones she gasped.
Then she instinctively covered herself.
The masked witch shakes her head.
“First we need to establish some rules for tonight. Your safe word will be quidditch. When you will be feeling uncomfortable or you want to end what we are doing. Just say it. When you do, we end what we are doing and you can return to bed. Do you understand?”
“Yes,”Hermione said.
“Second for tonight you can call me Mistress.”
Hermione noded.
“Third, you will do everything I say, do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Now stop covering.” Mistress commanded and Hermione put her hands to her site.
She could hear the Mistress smile.
“Good, my new Pet can follow orders.” Mistress said and Hermione looked at her with a shocked expression. To be called a pet pushed somethinginside her.
That she was still naked and with a buttplug dosent help either.
“Turn around” Mistress commanded and Hermione obeyed without a hesitation.
She felt as Mistress stepped closer, her cloak touched Hermione's bare skin and reminded her that she is naked and in the mercy of a witch she didn't even know.
“You have a lovely butt, Pet.” Mistress whispered into Hermione's ear.
And then gently squeezed her left buttcheek.
Hermione bit her lips and whimpered.
“You like it don't you?” Mistress asked.
Hermione moaned again.
Second hand squeezed her right cheek and started fondling her butt.
Hermione started losing herself in pleasure again.
After a few seconds the Mistress moved one hand to the front.
First she gently touched Hermione's belly and circled around her belly button. Teasingly moving down to Hermione's excited pussy, but before she could touch it Mistress moved her hand up and started to play with Hermione's boobs and niples instead.
All that touching caused Hermione to moan and tilted her head back. Resting on Mistress shoulder.
This unknown woman playing with her reminded Hermione of her adventure with Emily.
Mistress squeezed simultaneously Hermione's buttcheek and her boob. Which made Hermione gasp from pleasure and name escaped her lips.
“Emily”
Mistress stopped groping her, surprised by Hermione moaning another woman's name.
“Well well, who is this Emily?” Asked the Mistress and held Hermione's neck.
“No one,” Hermione gasped.
SLAP
Mistress spanked Hermione's butt, which causes her to yelp from shock.
“Don't lie to me, pet.” Mistress said harshly and spanked Hermione again.
SLAP, SLAP
Two slaps, one on each buttcheek makes them gigle.
“Answer me, who is this Emily? She must be special when you moan her name like bitch in heat.”
Hermione bit her lip, she doesn't want to answer.
But she wasn't in a state to resist. So she quickly summarized her adventure in the library.
When she finished, Mistress started to play with her again.
“You are a bigger slut than I thought. Who would think that high and mighty Hermione Granger. Is just one naughty exhibitionist slut.”
Mistress said mockingly.
“Seems that the gossip is true.”
“Gossips?” Hermione managed to ask. Her mind clouded by arousal.
“Apparently, “ Mistress started saying and moved her hand into Hermione's lap.
“There is this one Gryffindor witch who likes to wear realy sluty uniforms, without underwear. Not caring if someone will see her naughty parts. And she regularly masturbates on school toilets.”
As Mistress said that, her fingers touched Hermione's lower lips, which made her whimper.
“Do you know who that slut could be?”
“Mmmm,”
“Answer me pet, use words.” Commanded Mistress.
“ME, it's me,” Hermione moaned as the Mistress put one of her fingers into her wet pussy, simultaneously the buttplug startet to vibrate again.
Hermione's body trembled, stimulated from all sides.
Sudenly all the stymulation ended expect for the plug.
"Naughty sluts like you needs to be properly punished. What do you think pet?" Mistress asked.