Call Me Sir, Minister

Chapter 8

She looked to see what he was talking about and blushed. "No, but she said she wanted to one day and for a while I couldn't think of anything else." She summoned a glass of water and took a sip. "I don't even know if I'd like it and I know I don't want to if it bothers you."

"Baby, I trust both of you. Besides, I'd have no problem watching you. And Pansy knows Theo would turn her ass red if she even thought about taking you from me." He kissed her head.

Hermione blinked with wide eyes. He saw excitement shining in them. "You'd want to watch?"

"I would and I can tell it's turning you on." Draco moved some of her hair behind her ear. "Mi, I don't know how I'd feel about anyone else watching you with anyone but me, but I know what you look like when you lose yourself in pleasure and it is a beautiful sight. It's something I never want to miss. I need you to know that I also would never put you in danger. That's why I'm okay with you playing with Pansy. Or Ginny for that matter. I trust them and I know they love you. They wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

She looked down, playing with her fingers. "I'm scared though. What if she doesn't like it? What if she's disappointed and then you're disappointed because I didn't do well?" That was a real fear that plagued her mind.

Draco took her face between his hands. "Hermione, you could never disappoint me. And if Pansy doesn't like it, then she's an idiot. You taste amazing my love. Stop doubting yourself."

She chewed her lip before nodding. "Okay. I'm sorry. It's not that easy. You know how I was in school. Aside from you, Pansy was the only other one who bullied me like that, so excuse me for having my doubts." She couldn't stop herself from being sassy about it.

"Have you ever asked yourself why she bullied the way she did? I mean, we know why I bullied you, but did you ever consider she was being watched too?"

Hermione frowned. "No. Who would be watching her anyway? You were the one to openly support Voldemort."

"She wasn't a devout supporter, nor her family, but Crabbe, Goyle and Tracy were all spying on her too. Her mother controlled every part of her life. It's why she only associated with Slytherins. She was brainwashed, just as I was. We both later realized how wrong what we knew was."

"I don't know, but I'll keep that in mind and if anything happens fine, but for now I just want to get used to all of this. I mean it Draco. So far, you have been more lenient than you would be if I was a trained sub."

"I just don't want to scare you."

She grabbed his hands. "You won't scare me. I know to use my safeword or colors if I need to. Please, Draco. This won't work if you don't treat me like you would if I already was trained."

He looked at her hesitantly before she moved and wrapped her arms around him, bringing him down to kiss him. Draco knew he couldn't say no to her. When he pulled away he leaned his head against hers. "Alright. Then I suppose we should go over rules first."

She nodded and waited for him to begin. She frowned when he just stared at her. "What?"

"I would think you'd want to write them down."

"Oh. Right. Sorry." She quickly summoned parchment and pulled a muggle pen from her bag. "Ready."

Draco began to list the rules she was to follow as well as his expectations of her. He then told her what she could expect from him. "Anything you'd like to add?"

She shook her head. "No."

He grabbed her chin gently and made her look at him. "Call me Sir, Minister."

She gulped and her eyes widened, but he noticed her press her thighs together and he smirked. "Y-yes, Sir."

It was very clear to Draco that Hermione was a natural submissive, though she'd fought it for most of her life out of necessity. The thought made him want to spoil her even more, but he knew at some point she'd need discipline. Hermione was both surprised and aroused, because while she naturally called him sir, master or daddy depending on how she felt, he never told her too. That was a complete turn on for her. It was what she knew she needed. Him to dominate her. Take complete control. Make her submit. Most of all, help her stop stressing and overthinking.