Dramione Smut-Book

Daddy (BDSM)

a̲̅u̲̅ w̲̅h̲̅e̲̅r̲̅e̲̅ e̲̅v̲̅e̲̅r̲̅y̲̅o̲̅n̲̅e̲̅ i̲̅s̲̅ m̲̅i̲̅x̲̅e̲̅d̲̅ w̲̅i̲̅t̲̅h̲̅ m̲̅y̲̅ x̲̅-r̲̅e̲̅a̲̅d̲̅e̲̅r̲̅ o̲̅n̲̅e̲̅s̲̅h̲̅o̲̅t̲̅s̲̅. s̲̅m̲̅u̲̅t̲̅ w̲̅i̲̅l̲̅l̲̅ b̲̅e̲̅ i̲̅n̲̅ t̲̅h̲̅i̲̅s̲̅ o̲̅n̲̅e̲̅. j̲̅u̲̅s̲̅t̲̅ a̲̅ h̲̅e̲̅a̲̅d̲̅s̲̅ u̲̅p̲̅. this may be a trigger warning for some. so please take caution now. if you have traumatic experiences then don't read this chapter at all.
Hermione
      I walk down the halls with y/n chattubf per usual about our boyfriend and master  Draco Malfoy. We're into some pretty kinky shit. And Draco's okay with that.
"I hope that daddy spanks me tonight," y/n says quietly.
"I hope daddy ties me up and hangs me from the ceiling," I respond in a whisper.
"I'll do both of those things if you follow me baby girls," Daddy whispers in our ear so quietly and serenely that it makes my knickers wet. exactly the ones he wanted us to wear. he's so calm and collected while we moan and hope for him to fuck us senseless.
"thank you daddy," y/n responds immediately in response. she wants this as bad as I do.
"you're welcome baby girl," daddy responds quietly. "I want you in the room of requirement. I want you to say this i need a place to be punished."
"yes daddy," I say childishly.
      Daddy walks off with a small smirk as he knows what he's about to do to us. And it makes me more excited for it. I grab my partners hand and drag her to the room of requirement and we both start to think the same thing: I need a place to be punished. When the door opens, we find a dungeon scene. And it's marvelous.

      we both walk in and perform our regular routine so we can at least cum today. we strip off our clothes one by one until we are in our under garments.  Mine is a hot pink set that almost looks red in this lighting. Daddy will love this modest piece. he likes our modesty until it comes to punishments and we sound like his true little cock Whores.

y/n is in a more floral piece, which intimidates me. Daddy might like he's better then mine. Yet her's is not surprisingly modest too.

      we get into our knees, sitting on our heels. I put my hands on top of my head and y/n puts hers behind her back and lowers her head in respect. I lift my head and straighten my back to show off my long neck with all of the previous hickeys from two days ago. The door opens at the end of the room right on time. Daddy steps into the light, hid intoxicating aroma threatening to make me whimper in need. I bite my tongue.
"who wants attention first?" he asks himself, circling around us yo see who seems more needy.
"y/n. darling, you look ravishing," Daddy teases her. only trailing his fingers down the back of her neck. "but not as needy as Hermione."
I keep my head tilted towards the ceiling, biting my lip. "yes Daddy." I say.
"Hm. you look very good in that hot pink set you have on. and y/n, you look beautiful in that floral design against your creamy y/s/c skin. I love it. as I love yours darling," Daddy says as he hears my disappointed sigh. "I want Hermione first. so i can get her strung up the way she likes It. helpless. and bare for me." Daddy licks his lips in thought.
       Daddy leads me over to the ropes and lets me pick out my rope thay I want tied up in. I choose scarlet rope. it's kinky and my house color. Daddy ties me up in a special design just for me that allows me to u toe myself if I get uncomfortable with the situation.

he stands before Y/n and leads her beside me and bends her over a wooden bench that's painted Slytherin green. I watch as he lets his pick out her weapon of choice for him. a navy blue and black whip.

He traces her body softly with it for a few seconds, letting her shutter and feel the pleasure first. He's always been the gentleman. Daddy then starts to lightly wack her back and behind, not enough to hurt. y/n moans and I'm tied up against the wall. Daddy delivers his first actual blow seconds after that. y/n yelps in pain but wiggles around for more. Daddy knows this so he keeps on going. he sometimes switches hands so he can rub my breast harshly so I'm not left out of the mix.
      he pinches my nipples through the bra, making me shudder and moan out loud. I keep my  mouth shut when he's concentrated otherwise I wont cum. so I don't beg. I feel pressure begin to build down under me and I want to cum soon, I know  it. But Y/n has to cry out first and then we have to blow or rim him in respect. Respect for respect. cum for cum. that's our rule. he cums, we cum. if we're good. y/n cries out and Draco stops what he's doing and kisses her sweaty back for a few seconds, calming her down.
"now. who's going to blow me first?" Daddy asks.
part two anyone? I left you a little cliff hanger!!!! don't kill me!!!