Take Charge

(Hey All, after around 3 years, I'm back with a new chapter! *Excited Noises* I've been meaning to come back to this for a while now and felt now was a good time. I hope I've improved on my writing skills and that you all enjoy the chapter! Also, I've retroactively added sheer white thigh-high stockings to Fleur's outfit.)

Getting over you shock pretty quickly, a grin slowly grows on your face as your imagination starts to run wild. A few seconds of daydreaming later, you look at Fleur, still sitting on the stump and nervously fidgeting with her fingers as she looks anywhere but at you, a bright red blush on her face from being **** to make such a confession.

"Stand up and come a bit closer." You order sternly. "O-oui Master." Fleur stutters as she stands up and walks toward you, stopping halfway between you and the stump, her long slender legs covered by sheer white thigh-highs that disappear under her cloak. You smirk at her as a thought pops into your head.

"Good Girl." You're surprised when the childish sounding praise actually manages to intensify Fleur's blush. "Now, strip down to your underwear. Nice and slowly, but make it sexy. Oh, and I may not be your actual Daddy, but if it turns you on, go ahead and call me that instead of Master." Your smirk is still on your face as Fleur slowly reaches her trembling hands towards the top of her cloak.

"Oui... Daddy." She hesitates on the word as if testing out how it sounds when she says it.

You watch in anticipation as Fleur slowly undoes each of the buttons on her cloak, making sure to keep it closed while also swaying sexily to a rhythm only she could hear. Finally, she pulled her outer cloak apart and over her shoulders, letting it pool around her feet on the ground, leaving her in her standard Beauxbatons uniform of a powder blue blouse and knee length skirt combo, along with the less standard sheer white thigh-highs, all topped with a matching hat set at an angle that must've been held there by magic, but Merlin if it wasn't sexy as all hell.

Your eyes raked up and down Fleurs form as she does a slow swirl in place to reluctantly show herself off before stopping and reaching for the top blouse button. As she slowly popped each button, you could catch quick glimpses of white around her huge round breasts. When her blouse joins her cloak on the ground, your eyes nearly fall out when you see her large perky tits contained in a very lacy white lingerie bra looked like it was at least two sizes too small.

Fleur's hips swayed sexily as she slowly raised the zipper along the side all the way up to her waist, finally sliding it down her legs to join the rest of her clothes, leaving Fleur Delacour covered only in a set of skimpy, pure white lingerie with even a matching garter belt, that looked altogether way too small for her.

As she stood there silently, Fleur glared off to the side, refusing to meet your gaze even as it rakes over her exposed body. You whistle in appreciation, causing one of Fleur's eyes to twitch as you walk around her and sit on the stump.

Fleur turns around to look at you, her face bright red and her eyes in a hard glare. You just smiled at her and patted your lap. "Now Princess, don't be like that." You say, the childish pet name causing her to 'Eep!' in surprise. Your grin turns into a smirk as you continue. "Bend over my lap, it's time for your punishment for being such a bratty girl when we first met." Your gaze hardens slightly as you remember the exchange.

Evidently, Fleur did too as she hung her head in shame and started to slowly shuffle toward you. "Ah ah." You say, stopping her and causing her to look up. "We're forgetting something." And before she could respond, you had your wand pointed at her as you cast, "Incarcerous!" while having a clear picture in your mind of what you wanted.

Fleur let out a startled shriek as she found her arms tied behind her back, exactly how she had always fantasized about. Taking a few seconds to get over her shock and get used to her new bonds, Fleur hesitantly walked over and bent herself over your lap, her huge breasts pressing into your thigh. They're so big even, that your raging erection is poking right into the bottom of them, causing Fleur to squirm slightly from both fear and anticipation.

Wanting to take your time and not jump right in, you start slowly kneading and groping her amazingly perky bubble butt with one hand while you gently grab the back of her panties and pull them up, giving her a wedgie and flossing her own panties into her sopping wet pussy.

Once you hear her start to pant and moan softly in pleasure, you suddenly reach your hand up and bring it back down into a hard cracking slap to her ass, watching as it jiggled sexily and a red hand print slowly appeared.

As she felt the stinging hand on her ass, Fleur jolted hard on his lap and literally screamed out as she came hard, her pussy squirting her juices all over the ground and your thigh. You softly rub where your hand print is as she rode out her epic orgasm.

After she went limp on your lap, she slowly brought her gaze around to meet yours, her eyes wide and full of lust. What she said next though really surprised you. With her face blazing red and eyes full of lust, Fleur spoke with no hint of stutter in her voice.

"Thank you for making me cum Daddy. I'm sorry I was such a naughty girl when we first met. I promise I'll make it up to you anyway I can Daddy!" She got up off your lap and knelt right in front of you, staring into your eyes with devotion.

You're shocked that you managed to break the haughty Fleur Delacour so easily, but you're not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or in this case, gift power. You could always ask later if you want to know. You shrug mentally. You're knocked out of your thoughts though as Fleur speak up.

"Daddy?" She sounds genuinely worried as you watch her inspect your name in marker on her arm. "Yes Fleur?" You say, slightly worried yourself. "This is what marks me as yours right?" She looks up into your eyes. "This is marker isn't it? C-can you make it p-permanent? I... I'd like to be Daddy's girl from now on." Her eyes gleam with hope as she says this.

With her looking at you with those wide eyes there's no way you'd say no. Not that you'd want to anyway. But first you've got to set some things straight. Now that you've started on this path, there's no turning back. "If I do, you have to know that you won't be the only one I sleep with." You warn her.

Though, instead of being angry or upset at that, Fleur actually seemed excited about it. She started rubbing her thighs together as she thought of her new Daddy taking control of the female Hogwarts students. "C-could I j-join you sometimes Daddy?" She asked hesitantly, her pussy getting even wetter as she thought about being **** to eat out another girl while her Daddy rails her from behind.

At this point, you feel like you should've stopped being surprise by the extent of Fleur's kinkiness, but you just can't help it. "Well then Princess," The pet name sends a shiver down Fleur's spine. "How do you propose we make it permanent?"