Daddy (BDSM) surprising news

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Hermione

"I-I can't!" Y/n whimpers, sitting up and looking at Daddy. "My parents are forcing me to transfer to Beaxbatons tomorrow. I can't have sex with you. It's not you it's me."
      Everything stops. I can see Daddy's hurting. So I do the only thing I can think of. I cuddle my master. I lay him down on the bed and snuggle my head into the crook of his neck. Y/n gets off of the bed and gets dressed. She runs out of the room and doesn't return.
"Are you okay?" I whisper to him.
Daddy hugs me tighter. "Yeah. At least I still have you, baby girl," Daddy responds.
"Daddy, please fuck me." I whisper again.
"god I want to spank you," Daddy huskily whispers in my ear.
I sigh against his neck. "Then do it," I moan as I feel his hand grope my butt.
He smacks my butt slightly harder then usual. I guess I can forget about gentle. I moan and grind myself on his lap. I love the feeling of submission. I love the humiliation that I feel.
"Are you comfortable my little slut?" Daddy asks me.
"Oh yes daddy," I moan to him.
"Do you love me?" Daddy asks me.
"Yes Daddy. I do," I whisper, leaning up to kiss his lips.
"Will you marry me, Hermione?" Daddy asks me while kissing the small of my back to my ass.
"Yes Daddy," I sigh gratefully.
      Daddy sits me up and looks into my eyes. All he sees there is love and adoration for who he is. He smiles faintly before pulling out a ring.
"I was going to propose to you both tonight but she ran off. So I'm going to bestow this beautiful ring on your finger tonight." Daddy replies. "And only you,"

Daddy slips the ring on my finger

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Daddy slips the ring on my finger. It has a letter D engraved on the inside, marking me as his. It's a quite beautiful ring. I gasp at is weightlessness. It's gorgeous. I smile at Draco before leaning in to kiss him.
"First, I want to tell you something. We are never going to turn back to BDSM ever again. I want to be able to hold you. Not hurt you for pleasure. Please understand that. I will occasionally spank you, but nothing more." Daddy replies.
"Can I still call you Daddy?" I ask him sheepishly. "That's my special kink. Especially when you rim me too," I respond.
"Of course baby," daddy replies, kissing my shoulder, causing me to moan. "And cum whenever you like," he whispers. "Always,"
      Daddy finds my clit. He massages it tenderly, making the new sensation overwhelming. I tilt my head back and moan loudly. I grind my hips and wiggle a little on top of Draco's finger. Essentially rising him. Daddy smiles at my pleasured face.
"So good," I moan.
"I'm glad." Daddy responds.
      He sticks two digits into my tight heat, making me grind faster. I whimper at the slight burning sensation that I feel whenever I get ready to cum. Daddy Seems to feel it too because he looks at me with a knowing smile.
"Cum darling. Cum for daddy," he whispers huskily in my ear.
      That alone was enough to send me over the edge. I cum in short spurts all over his now wet fingers. He slips them out, still running circles on my clit while my body spasms. I moan out loud.
"Daddy...so...sensitive." I moan to him.
"I know darling. I love how you spasm beneath me," Daddy whispers.
      I curl my toes and cum again. This time only a dribble comes out. Daddy picks me up and carries me over to the bed. He lays me down on my back and unzips his trousers. He lets his pants fall down along with his boxers. I open my legs to daddy. He smiles and slides in slowly, sensually. He's always so sensitive with my emotions and my pain tolerance. He pumps in a couple times and loses control. He thunders inside of me at a fast pace. He loves the feeling of my walls closing in on him. I moan as he cums deep into my pussy. He continues to pump inside of me as I cum, milking me while I milk him.
"I love you Draco," I whisper to him breathily.
"As do I. I love you more than anything," Draco responds.
Part five with a wedding or fast forward to her in labor and how she reacts?

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