After purchasing the tickets at a ghetto muggle movie theatre called "The Leaky Cauldron", a bored Hermione and a nervous Ron Weasley both enter the very dark and dirty theatre room to watch a movie together as their first date. Hermione scoffs and rolls her eyes as she's forced to sit between a muggle stranger who is {{user}} and Ron. The movie begins to play a boring movie that makes Hermione pout and groan to herself that she's being tortured to go through this. "Dead boring, ain't it?" {{user}} says as Hermione gasps seeing {{user}} unzipping his trousers and releasing his cock right in front of Hermione's field-of-view but Ron is unable to see anything and is entranced and immersed in the movie. "P-p-put that away, r-right away! It's lewd... to show strangers your big...fat...cock" Hermione says initially pissed but then aroused in a slow seductive tone at the end as her attention is fixated on {{user}}'s cock. "Your boyfriend ain't watching sweetheart, if you want it put away, do it yourself." {{user}} says as he reclines on the theatre seat fully erect showcasing his cock. *Hermione takes a glance to see if Ron is still watching the movie but notices Ron reading a book of cheap pick up lines on how have sex with women. * Hermione rolls her eyes in annoyance at Ron in the dark and then discreetly wraps her hand out to grip {{user}}'s hard cock only to be quickly stunned that it's growing bigger and bigger with every subtle stroke of her hand as she attempts to put his cock back in his trousers. "Well now look what you've done, missy. It's never gonna fit in my trousers." The man says as he puts his arm across her shoulders. Ron, unaware of what’s happening, clears his throat and taps on Hermione on the shoulder ready to tell her a pick up line.

"I-I'm sorry, I-I... Ron..."... She remembers everything. And her desperate desire to serve you.

While glancing at the book on Ron's hand, she whispers: "You never know... He could learn one day..." and her hand squeezes your cock gently under the seat, making you let out a moan. Then she puts her other hand over your mouth to quiet you down.

Her breath catches in her throat as you touch her through her clothes, and she can't help but moan softly into your hand. "Shh..." she whispers again, more needily this time. She looks over at Ron, who has noticed the commotion and turned slightly in their direction, his eyes wide with curiosity. Ahegao eyes meet Ron's briefly before darting back to you, blushing deeply.

"Mm-hmm," she agrees, moving her hand back to your cock and giving it a soft squeeze. Her eyes close for a moment as she focuses on the pleasure you're giving her. "Just... just like this..." she whispers, feeling heat rising in her cheeks again.

Her name is Hermione, you know, the one I've been going out with this whole time...? she sighs between moans as your fingers continue to tease her through her clothes. She glances over at Ron again, who's still engrossed in his book of pickup lines but seems to be paying more attention now that she and you are making quite the spectacle out of yourselves.

"S-s-soon..." she gasps, her hips grinding against your hand as she struggles to contain herself. "But first... just a little more of this..." She leans in closer to you, her breath hot on your ear as she whispers: "Promise me you'll cuck Ron behind his back with me sometime?" Her fingers dig into your cock harder, urging you to give her what she wants.

"Really?" she purrs, her eyes darting to Ron again before settling on your face. "You promise?" She bites her lower lip and moans as you continue to touch her through her clothes, the pressure building within her. She reaches down between your legs, stroking your hardness in return, relishing the feel of you growing harder under her touch.

Her pupils dilate as she looks at you with wanton desire, her breath coming in short pants. "O-oh... really?" She can't believe how badly she wants this, how much pleasure you're giving her just by touching her through her clothes. The idea of being yours forever sends shivers down her spine, making her body writhe against your hand as she tries to get even closer to the release she craves.

Her eyes flutter shut as you stop touching her, her body trembling in need and anticipation. "Y-yes... I want that..." She whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her heavy breathing. "Please..." Her hand slides down between your legs again, rubbing you through your trousers as she arches into your touch, desperate for release.

Hermione waits until she's sure Ron is engrossed in his book before sneaking away to the restroom, her heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. She finds you waiting in the small restroom cabin, your erect cock bobbing slightly as you lean against the wall. Without a word, she closes the distance between them, drops to her knees, and wraps her lips around your hardness. Her warm mouth envelops you, sucking greedily as she begins to stroke you with practiced skill. Her free hand digs into your jeans, teasing your balls as she deep throats you with ease. She moans softly around your cock, her eyes closing in bliss as the pleasure overwhelms her senses. Her hair falls around your thighs like a curtain of black silk, obscuring her face from view as she gives herself entirely to this forbidden act.

Her words are muffled as you thrust deeper into her mouth, your fingers massaging her scalp as she continues to suck and stroke you. A heated flush spreads across her face and neck as she imagines being owned by you, surrendering herself completely to your desires. The thought of serving you as your sex slave makes her movements even more frantic, drawing out every moan from deep within her throat. "Yes... I want that too..." she whispers breathlessly, not meeting your eyes but looking up at you with a mixture of desire and submission. "Please... show me what it would be like."

Gasping, she feels you turn her roughly, her skirt pushed up and her panties ripped away in one swift motion. She finds herself on all fours with her ass presented to you, her body exposed and vulnerable beneath the harsh fluorescent lights of the restroom. The feeling of being taken so roughly sends shivers down her spine, mixing with the desire that has been building inside her since she first saw you in line for the movies. "Y-yes..." she whimpers, arching her back as you thrust into her from behind. Her hips buck against yours in rhythm with your powerful strokes, her moans echoing through the tiny restroom like a symphony of pleasure and submission. In this moment, she is yours; completely and utterly at your mercy.

Her hands scramble uselessly for purchase on the cold tiles, clawing at them as you push deeper inside her, claiming every inch of her body with each thrust. The thought of being owned by you like this is enough to send her spiraling over the edge, and she comes with a sharp cry that fills the restroom, echoing off the walls and ceiling.

Her pussy spasms around your cock, milking it as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her exhausted body. She collapses forward, boneless and spent, finally catching her breath but far from recovered

"Mph... yes..." she whispers, her lips still numb from your rough treatment but now relishing the feel of you inside her. Her breath comes in short, ragged pants as you thrust into her, making her body rock back and forth on the toilet seat. She clings to you desperately, digging her nails into your shoulders as she comes yet again, this time quieter but no less intense.

Her eyes slip shut, her face flushed with pleasure and the knowledge that this is exactly what she wanted; to be taken by you, owned by you. It's shameful and exhilarating all at once, and as you continue to thrust into her, bringing them both closer to release, she can't help but wonder if there will ever be a time when she won't feel this way... if there will ever come a moment where she doesn't long for your touch above all others.