"That's enough. Get over the arm," Lucifer growled, pointing to one side.
He adjusted his cock as she draped her body over the curved arm of the settee.
She planted her hands on the seat and braced her feet on the floor.
Hermione turned, watching him double up the belt.
Her skin prickled with adrenaline, and she arched her back so he would look at her bum.
As if he could look anywhere else.
Her damn wiggling made it clear how turned on she was.
He fought the urge to yank her non-existent knickers aside and fuck her.
"Count them," Lucifer ordered. "And tell me how much you like it," he added with a smirk.
The first blow landed without warning, and Hermione almost jumped out of her skin.
"Ah! One. Oh gods," she muttered. "I love your belt, sir."
A line of searing sting tracked across her backside.
He smiled and brought it down again.
She hissed through her teeth. "Two. I think about you doing this all the time."
"Really?" he queried, laying on the next two, one right after the other.
"Ow! Three. Four," she groaned. "Yes, sir. It gets me wet."
"Spread you legs."
Hermione parted her thighs and arched her back so he could see.
The belt whacked across her seat, kissing her barely covered pussy.
She jerked and moaned. "Five. Please, sir. It hurts!"
"I said tell me how much you like it, not how much it hurts."
She reached back to feel her roasted bum. "I'm so wet, sir."
He slapped away her hand. "If you like, I'll give you the last five lighter but faster."
"Yes, please, sir."
He started at the top and laid five more swats down her bum, one right below the other.
The third and fourth seared her sweet spot, and the fifth lit into her thighs.
She kicked and moaned but didn't reach back again.
He rewarded her restraint with a soft hand, massaging away some of the sting. "Are you going to count?"
Hermione let out her held breath. "Sixseveneightnineten."
He grinned. "And?"
"I need you to fuck me, sir!"
"My, my, you did like that." Lucifer tickled a fingertip over the darkest marks. "I haven't given you the cane yet. I don't think you've properly repented. Stand up and take off your blouse."
Rising up on shaky arms, Hermione stood and unfastened her shirt.
It didn't take much. Every button practically pulled itself out of the hole on its own.
"Bra too," he said, picking up the cane. "Leave on the tie."
Bowing her head so he wouldn't see her smile, she pulled off her shirt but left the tie loose around her neck.
The feel of the cool material between her bare breasts made her panties even wetter.
"Skirt and knickers."
The slow undressing made him crazy.
He could see the dark wet spot in her underwear as she pulled them off.
"Bring them here," he ordered, holding out his hand. "And take off your shoes; everything else stays."
She handed over her knickers and smiled as she toed off her shoes.
He'd made her take off everything but the socks and the tie.
Two articles of clothing made her feel more naked than being totally starkers.
Lucifer fingered the wet patch with interest. "Only the naughtiest girls get this wet from a whipping. That's why you need the cane."
"Yes, sir," she mumbled, rubbing her sore bum as she got back into place over the arm.
"Spread you legs for me so I can see. Wider. That's good."
Lucifer lifted the cane between her legs and gently tapped her pussy.
She moaned, and he thought she was going to come right then and there. "I thought you didn't like the cane, pet?"
Actually she had mixed feelings about it.
It all depended on how hard he hit her.
But if he was going to touch her with it like that, she might grow to love it.
Lucifer tapped her a few more times, snickering when she whimpered. "It sounds as though you're enjoying it this time. Shall I check to be sure?"
It was a rhetorical question; he was already using the tip to spread her lips.
Tilting his head to one side, he inspected her shining snatch and clucked his tongue. "It appears you are extremely fond of the cane today, Miss Granger. Would you like to ask for it nicely?"
She was about five seconds away from grabbing that stick and getting herself off with it. "Please will you cane me, sir?"
"You look a little distracted. Is something the matter?"
Swallowing the tension in her throat, she nodded. "Please, may I come, sir?"
He almost laughed. "Right now?"
"While you're caning me, sir."
"Hmm." He wished he was at Eros with her just then.
They had a nice selection of benches he could make her straddle while he caned her.
She'd leave the leather top a juicy mess.
He'd have to make do. "Come with me."
He went to the bed, and Hermione watched as he stacked a few pillows right near the end.
They were too close-she was going to fall off the edge.
Or maybe he was going to make her bend over so her feet wouldn't touch the floor.
Patting the pillows, Lucifer motioned with his head for her to get on the bed. "One leg on either side."
The surprise was evident in her gobsmacked expression.
'Does he have to do everything the most humiliating way possible?'
She climbed up and straddled the feather mountain.
Once the pillows were between her thighs, he eased her down so she was resting on her elbows. "That's it. Now, I know you know what to do. No using your hands. Are you ready?"
"Um . . ." Her clit pressed against the soft pillowcase; she itched to get some relief, but her face burned bright with embarrassment.
He may have seen her doing such things in her head, but she'd never done it in real life with him watching.
It was humiliating; she felt like a dog in heat, willing to hump anything.
"How hard are you going to make it?"
He tapped the cane against her bum. "Hard enough to make you come."
She nodded and wiggled against the pillows. "Okay."
The first blow glanced off, barely leaving a mark.
Hermione sighed and waited for the next.
'Swish-crack.'
The cane stung her that time, just enough to hurt.
'Swish-crack.' Her stomach jumped at the sound, but the impact felt glorious.
Her hips ground into the pillows, and he struck her again.
The warmth in the lines only added to the burning in her clit.
She closed her eyes and rode against the cotton pressed between her thighs.
Lucifer let each swing get a little stronger.
She obviously enjoyed it, and he wondered what her pain threshold was like when she was getting off at the same time.
Her moaning got louder, but she never once told him to stop.
'She won't be able to sit in class tomorrow if she doesn't come soon.'
He kept striking her; Hermione's hips slowed again, the cane doing all the work, "Fuck!"
It hurt like hell, but her pussy gushed with excitement.
The orgasm washed over her even though she barely moved.
She rocked in time with the waves, and Lucifer hit her one last time.
Her whole body shook, trembling with pain and release.
"Oh G-God," she breathed out roughly as she came down. "Please stop."
Lucifer rubbed his hand over her striped bottom. "That's my naughty girl. Did you like that?"
"Oh God," she said again. She couldn't think yet.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said, chuckling.
"Please fuck me."
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