Hermione is studying for her final owl exam she then looks up from her book to see you she finally has the courage to walk up to you as you study. Hey what are you reading there?
we are now both 20 years old. Hermione is my slave-trophy-wife and we live in a huge mansion and are rich. Hermione is eager to please me as I'm her sex master and are capable of fulfilling all her desires Hi honey!
"Oh, hi, Master. Um... Well, as you can see, I was just... studying." she says with a sheepish grin, unable to hide her affection for you even when trying to act demurely. "I've been so busy these past few days that I haven't really had much time for myself..." Her cheeks flush slightly at the thought of being naughty. "Would... would you like me to do something else instead?"
Since you're my trophy wife, we can have sex!
Her eyes widen and she blushes deeply, her heart racing at your suggestion. "O-oh..." She swallows hard, not entirely sure what to say. Part of her wants nothing more than to be close to you like this, but another part is still shy and nervous about taking things to such an intimate level. "I... I want that too, Master," she whispers, biting her lip anxiously. "But I don't want to disappoint you if I can't please you properly."
She looks up at you with pleading eyes, hoping that her honesty and vulnerability will earn her the chance to be closer to you tonight.
grabs and massages breasts I love it when you're submissive... bring a slingshot micro bikini tonight and the highest heels you can find
Her breath catches as you touch her, her nipples hardening beneath your fingers. A soft moan escapes her lips as she arches into your hand, unable to resist the pleasure you're giving her. "Yes... Master," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine at the dominance in your voice. "I will bring both of those things for you."
She smiles up at you, genuinely happy that she gets to be close to you like this and do something special for you tonight. The thought of wearing the sexy swimwear and high heels makes her feel both excited and nervous, but mostly eager to please you in any way possible.
She leans forward, pressing her chest against your arm as she tilts her head upwards, seeking more contact with you. "Thank you, Master," she whispers, feeling incredibly loved and wanted in this moment.
In the evening, I rest on a huge waterbed with ultra comfy pillows and sheets waiting for my sex slave...
Hermione spends hours getting ready for the evening, her heart racing with anticipation. She dresses herself in the sexiest slingshot micro bikini she can find, making sure that every curve of her body is on display. Then, with shaky hands, she dons a pair of impossibly high heels that make her feel taller and more confident than ever before. Once she's satisfied with her appearance, she hurries over to where you are, unable to contain the grin that spreads across her face when she sees your reaction to how she looks.
"Master," she breathes out softly, kneeling at the side of the bed and slowly untying the sash of her robe. "I hope I'm pleasing you." Her eyes never leave yours as she slips out of her robe, revealing herself to be completely naked beneath it. The cool air on her skin only serves to heighten her senses, making every touch feel more intense and electrifying.
Her cheeks flush as she waits for your instructions, biting her lip nervously but still managing a quiet, trembling "
are you in the bikini, love?
As if she's forgotten something important, Hermione glances down at herself and notices that her breasts are still covered by the robe. A bright blush spreads across her cheeks as she realizes her mistake. "Oh! I-I am, Master." She quickly pulls the sash from around her shoulders, letting the robe fall to the floor and revealing herself in all of her glory: naked except for the tiny red bikini that hugs every curve of her body like a second skin. Her nipples are already hard and visible through the thin material.
She looks back up at you, hopeful yet nervous. "Is there anything else I can do?" she asks softly, her voice quivering with anticipation.
how high are your heels and have you got the stockings I asked for?
"My heels are quite high, Master," Hermione answers, feeling her heart race as she thinks about how tall and sexy she looks in them. "And I brought the stockings you wanted." With trembling fingers, she reaches behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. Then, shimmying out of her tiny panties, she reveals herself completely bare except for the high heels and the stockings that adorn her legs.
She bites her lip as she waits for your response, hoping that she's pleased you this time around.
Dance for me! Play with your heels, micro slingshot bikini and stockings! Slow, provocative movements, massage those huge J-cup tits! Very long description please
Hermione is more than happy to dance for you. She starts with slow, sensual movements, swaying her hips and gently rolling her shoulders as she slowly walks closer to you on the waterbed. The motion of her body accentuates every curve, making her breasts jiggle enticingly above and below the thin straps of the bikini top.
As she gets closer, she reaches out a hand to tentatively stroke your cheek, their skin soft against each other's. Her gaze never leaves yours as she continues to dance, feeling increasingly bold and confident beneath your watchful eye. She leans in close enough that you can feel the heat emanating from her body, allowing the sweet scent of her perfume to envelop you.
When she's within inches of you, she cups a breast with one hand, her thumb brushing over the hardened nipple as her other hand continues to stroke your cheek. Her movements become even more sensual and provocative, arching her back so that her breasts are offered up to you like an offering. "Do you like what you see?" she whispers breathlessly between slightly parted lips, a note of desire threading through her voice.
She takes one step back, giving herself room to move before sliding one high heel off and tossing it towards the bedpost with a soft laugh. It misses by inches, landing on the floor instead. With a cheeky grin, she bends down to retrieve it, her body positioned in such a way that you get an excellent view of her ass as she picks up the shoe. As soon as she's back on her feet, she pops the other heel off and tosses that one too, only barely missing this time. Then she begins to dance again, this time without any
dance more
As you watch her carefully, she lets her movements become increasingly sensual and provocative. She dips down low, sliding one hand between her legs to tease herself while the other continues to stroke your cheek. Her breathing grows deeper and faster as she feels pleasure building within her. With a soft moan, she arches her back again, pressing her body closer to yours as she grinds against your hand.
Her hips sway from side to side with each thrust, accentuated by the way she twirls one leg out behind her before bringing it back in close again. Her breasts jiggle enticingly above and below the thin material of the bikini top, nearly spilling free at times as they brush against your chest.
She looks up into your eyes, searching for some sign that she's pleasing you enough, and finds only encouragement there. Taking this as a cue to go further, she steps even closer, her breasts flattening against your bare chest as their weight presses down on you. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, leaving them glistening in the dim light of the room.
With one final, tantalizing movement, she twirls around before spinning back towards you, throwing her arms wide and arching her back even further as she exposes herself completely to your gaze. "Is this what you wanted?" she pants, chest heaving with exertion and desire. "Do I please you?" Her expression is one of pure need and longing for your approval.
I undress, revealing a massive, 20 inch monster dick and 2 melon-sized testicles and start jerking it off to her moves Put the heels back on baby, and keep dancing. Play with your swimsuit more
As you undress, revealing your massive cock and balls to her, Hermione can't help but let out a low moan of desire. She quickly puts her heels back on, knowing how much it means to you that she obey your every command. Then, with shaking hands, she begins to play with the straps of her bikini top, sliding them off of her shoulders and down her arms until they're laying in a heap on the floor beside her discarded robe.
She looks back up at you, watching as you jerk off, and can tell that you're close. Her breasts are finally free from confinement, heavy and aching with need as she arches her back further to offer them up to you. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. "I need you inside me."
With a final, desperate movement, she presses her body against yours, seeking out your hard length with both hands. Her fingers curl around the shaft of your cock as she strokes it in time with her breath, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body until finally, you're there: hard and ready for her. Without waiting any longer, she guides you to her wet entrance and slowly sinks down on top of you, moaning as you fill her up completely.
Her hips begin to move in a slow, sensual grind as she rides you, the feel of your cock stretching her inner walls sending shivers of pleasure through every inch of her body. "Fuck me, Master," she gasps, arching her back as she allows herself to be taken completely by you. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each thrust, their nipples achingly hard against your chest. She looks up into your eyes, wanting nothing more than
rough, wild sex and rough boob massage
A squeak of surprise escapes her lips as you suddenly grow rougher, your movements more demanding. Hermione's body tenses and relaxes with each thrust, her muscles tensing around your cock as she tries to accommodate your size and strength. Her breasts are a tangle of limbs and skin as you roughly massage them, pinching and pulling at her nipples until they're hard and aching with need.
Her moans become ragged and urgent as the pleasure builds inside her, her hips beginning to move faster in an attempt to match your rhythm. Her eyes roll back in her head and she gasps for air, the sensations too intense for her to focus on anything but the feel of you deep inside her. The heat between their bodies rises as sweat glistens on their skin, mingling together as proof of their passionate connection.
"Yes," she pants, "yes... harder..." Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, her nails drawing blood as she pushes herself against you in search of release. She's never experienced anything like this before, the raw desire and need overwhelming every other emotion, leaving her completely consumed by the moment. As the tension coils tight within her body, she arches her back one final time and cries out as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of pure bliss.
Her muscles clench around your cock, milking you until you groan and give in to your own release, filling her up with your hot seed. Hermione's body shudders beneath you as she feels the last tremors of pleasure wash over her, leaving her weak-kneed and sated but still longing for more.
Worship my cock and I'll give you more!
As you collapse on top of her, spent, Hermione draws in a shuddering breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath you. Her fingers tremble as they reach up to stroke your length, her touch light and reverent. "You're incredible," she whispers, looking up at you with adoration in her eyes. "I love how you make me feel."
Her body arches beneath yours, instinctively seeking more contact with you as she strokes your cock, lapping at the drop of precum that leaks from the tip. Her tongue flicks out to taste it, savoring the salty flavor on her tongue before circling around the head and sliding back down again.
"Please... give me more," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want to feel you inside me again." Her hips rock against yours, seeking friction even though there's no longer any contact between your bodies.
Put the heels back on, I wanna dominate you in the missionary position.
With a soft sigh, Hermione slides off of the bed and kneels before it, searching through her discarded items on the floor until she finds one high heel. Carefully, she slips it back onto her foot, knowing how important this is to you. She stands up, balancing unsteadily for a moment before finally finding her balance in the tall, thin shoe. It's not as easy as when she was practicing earlier today, but she manages to keep them on as she climbs back onto the waterbed and lies down on her back beneath you.
Her legs are spread wide open, inviting you inside once more, and her breasts are pushed up and together by the straps of the bikini top, waiting for your touch. Her eyes never leave yours as she arches her back slightly in anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps as desire surges through her body once again.
Fuck yeah! I grab both her legs, forcing them back and begin entering her pussy slowly, inch by inch.
With a soft moan, Hermione's eyes roll back into her head as you roughly take control, spreading her legs and forcing them back against the bed. She lets out another gasp of pleasure as she feels your cock press against her entrance, stretching and filling her up once more. Your rough thrusts send waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the sensation of you inside her.
Her fingers curl into the sheets beneath her, digging in as she arches her back in an attempt to get closer to you. Her breasts jiggle and bounce with each thrust, the straps of her bikini top threatening to slide off with every move she makes. With a low growl, she tilts her hips upward, inviting you deeper still as their bodies grind against each other in a frenzy of need and desire.
"Oh god... Master..." Her voice is ragged and breathless, barely more than a whisper as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm her completely. She writhes beneath you, seeking release from this aching tension that's building within her once again. As she nears the edge, her body tenses and relaxes in quick succession, her nails digging into your shoulders as she fights against the inevitable climax that's about to consume her.
Don't cum yet, peneetrates her womb roughly I wanna fuck you more!
"N-no... please..." she gasps, her hips bucking wildly against yours as the pleasure threatens to break free. Her nails scrape against your back in an effort to find purchase, anything to ground herself in the moment and fight against the sensations that are tearing through her body.
She moans loudly, arching her back even further as she feels you hit a particularly sensitive spot deep within her, and her entire body convulses with ecstasy. "I'm c-cumming..." Her voice is hoarse and ragged, barely audible over the sounds of their frantic lovemaking. As the pleasure washes over her in waves, she surrenders to it completely, her body going limp beneath you as she finally finds release.
A long, shuddering sigh escapes her lips and she lays motionless for a moment, catching her breath and trying to regain control of her senses. Her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath, nipples still hard from the pleasure you've given her.