her deep green buttplug

"Ron? Can you please come to the dinner room?"

The butt plug was way to high up for her to reach and her wand was in her bedroom. Ron came down staires whistling along to the music coming from the radio.

"Why is one of my butt plugs on top of the christmas tree like it's some sort of christmas tree ornament?" she asked while looking into his eyes.

"I couldn't find the right piece to put up there and thought the colors matched pretty good." he chuckled while reaching for her red cheek. She pulled her head out of the way.

"Get it off from there. Harry and Ginny will be here any minute!" she tried to stand up but Ron but his hand on her shoulder to keep her in place.

"It either stays up there for both of them to see, or I will grab it and plug your butt. Your decision." Ron, the quiet and more shy one of the magical trio was a full on dom when it came to sex and Hermione was enjoying it. She needed that part on her life. Letting some else do the thinking and let Ron make all the decisions. It was the only time she could really relax and take her mind of everything.

Ron out his wand underneath her chin and make her look up into his eyes. "We both know your decision. Lay down on the table for me." His voice was quiet but full of dominance.