Ch 228 + 229 - MILF in Chains ~Lust Girl~

Confused, Hermione scrambled to follow but as soon as she came outside of the lift, Lucifer looked at her with his deep, piercing eyes.

"Kneel," was all he said.

She complied immediately, dropping to her knees without hesitation, getting pleasurable flashbacks from her masturbation-session earlier. 

'The punishment!' she thought as her libido awoke again.

It never seemed to really sleep these days, especially not when she was around Lucifer... 'how could I forget the punishment?'

"You need to be punished, don't you?" Lucifer asked her, mirroring her thoughts.

Humbly, she nodded, looking down, feeling somewhat ashamed.

But how could he expect her to be quiet when he was pounding that wonderful cock into her?

That would take superhuman self-control -- something Hermione certainly didn't possess.

"You won't stand up until I'm done punishing you, understood? ---You'll be on your knees, where a horny slut like you belongs."

Again, she nodded her agreement.

Hermione understood, and just kneeling here, at his feet gave a tingle down her spine -- down to her cunt.

"Now, where's the stuff you were playing earlier with? The toys, the DVD and all that stuff?" Lucifer asked her, very curious, when she had raided his closet.

Hermione looked up at him and just remembered what she'd stolen brought another excited feeling to her greedy little cunt.

"Ehh..." she began, focusing on his words instead of her own submission, "...In my bedroom."

"Next to your bed, huh?" Lucifer smiled at her, knowing how wanton she'd become over the last weeks.

She blushed at that but nodded -- it was in her bedside table's topmost drawer.

"Well, crawl and get it. I'll be right behind you... enjoying the view," Lucifer grinned at her.

She smiled back at him and began crawling through his penthouse.

She liked that -- being on display for him.

And she liked even more that he wanted her on display, so Hermione gave him the best show she could, though it would have been easier to sway her hips seductively if she'd been allowed to stand, she mused.

Nevertheless, Lucifer did enjoy the view, as he'd said he would.

"Pull your dress up," he ordered suddenly, deciding that the flimsy dress interfered with his enjoyment.

Smiling to herself, Hermione obeyed, hiking the dress up around her waist, freeing her sexy ass.

She wiggled a little with it, showing off for her intrigued audience, before she continued crawling towards her room.

"Very nice," was his only comment.

When they made it to her room, Lucifer spoke again:  "put the things you stole and cuffs on the bed."

Hermione nodded eagerly and pushed open the door, when he finished with, "and take your dress off too!"

While she did that, Lucifer collected a few items of his own.

The sight that awaited him in the bedroom was simply breathtaking.

She was sitting in the bed in a cross-legged position, naked except for the little thong as he'd ordered and with her arms locked behind her.

This really caused her naked tits to stand out, proud and impressive -- there was no doubt what  anyone entering the room would notice first:

Hermione Granger's magnificent Triple-D's.

It's only the Fourth year to boot!

"Wow!" Lucifer muttered under his breath as he came into the room, his gaze locked on her chest.

Hermione heard and sent him a radiating smile that lit up her face.

She had been feeling a bit glum when she stripped off her dress -- even thought her fat meat of luggage was too big for a girl her age.

Very self-conscious.

She knew he loved tits, and she loved him.

The logical conclusion was that her breasts had to be sexy, beautiful, outstanding.

His gut-reaction to seeing her was just what Hermione needed to boost her fragile ego.

Every time Lucifer -- voluntarily or not -- made her feel sexy and desirable, she felt a little more secure in his attraction to her.

"Turn around," he said and made a circle in the air with his hand, "head down, arse up."

She smiled invitingly at him and unfolded her legs in one long, slow and careful movement -- or so it should have been, but it's difficult to be seductive when one's balance is off-centre.

Having her hands cuffed behind her back made Hermione a little clumsy -- she tripped and fell on her nose.

Luckily the bed was soft, and she actually ended up in the position he had ordered.

Hermione pretended it was on purpose and didn't move, and he decided to let her keep her dignity.

Or how much dignity a girl can have with her face pressed down in a pillow, her hands cuffed behind her back, wearing only a dirty thong -- all on the order of her boyfriend.

"Mhm... so nice," Lucifer said admiringly, gently stroking her backside, up along her side and ending in hair.

He'd already decided on her punishment and it was not what she was expecting.

She'd laid the whip out with the rest of the toys but Lucifer had other plans...

He picked up the DVD

'Milfs in Chains 2' -- he'd been meaning to see it with Hermione for the last couple of days but something had come up, usually the temptation to use his little slut's excellent talents.

They'd watch it tonight though.

But first... he took the vibrating buttplug out of its box and studied it.

The plug itself was a bit bigger than the one Hermione is currently using to widen her arsehole.

But he figured she wouldn't have any difficulties taking it anyway.

It was hollow -- batteries not included of course.

He'd brought some from the kitchen though -- quickly made it and the remote-control ready.

"So, my little pet..." Lucifer said as he crawled into the bed, feeling her up from behind, "are you ready for your punishment?"

"Yes..." Hermione uttered, sounding quite tensed.

She was probably waiting for the whip, he mused. He liked to be unpredictable and giving her surprises.

"Going to get rid of these," he muttered to himself as he slid her panties down her thighs.

They stuck a bit to her pussy, but came off with a little work.

He took them down around her knees and all the way off -- leaving her naked, with her inviting cunt and arse plain in his view.

Smiling to himself, Lucifer tenderly touched her swollen pussy-lips.

It wasn't wet -- yet! -- but it was definitely starting to get moist.

Hermione, always ready and eager, rubbed herself against his fingers, signalling a craving for him that was undeniable.

He found the lube and smeared lots of the greasy stuff on the plug before he squatted some on his fingers.

"Relax now, pet," he gently told her and started the invasion of her desirable little butthole.

Though he didn't warn her about what he was going to do, Hermione wasn't stupid.

She knew what kind of toys he'd in the collection and she recognised the sounds the tube of lube was making, so she was prepared when he started the journey into her.

Though far from as experienced in this department as Lucifer envisioned her to become in the course of their relationship, she did know that he was right -- she should relax as best she could.

It was just hard to do, when an ice-cold finger suddenly started to press on her sphincter.

Nevertheless, the unrelenting finger made its way up inside her.

As always, a foreign object up her arse just felt strange and uncomfortable -- and God, it turned her on!

She didn't quite understand why, but as Lucifer slowly stretched her butt, she started to become really horny.

When his second finger began to worm its way inside, she really wished he'd stop playing with her arse and just fuck her!

And knowing that Lucifer didn't care what she wanted done to her own body, just made the craving in her pussy so much worse...

"Does it hurt?" he suddenly asked when both his fingers were inside her to the knuckles.

He knew it couldn't be too bad -- he knew from experience that her threshold for pain was quite high and she hadn't protested yet -- but he did feel concerned for her.

"No, I'm a big girl now," Hermione said in a slightly strained voice, but still with a smile.

"Good!" he laughed, and gave her an admiring slap on her ass-cheek.

Then he began to fingerfuck her arse, ever so slowly at first but gradually faster and faster.

She gave a protesting groan whenever he sped up, but she accepted it all the same -- like a good little slut should, the both of them thought.

Lucifer finally figured she'd had enough and was ready for the plug, so he withdrew completely from her tight little arse and picked up the lubed buttplug.

She started missing his touch, the second he pulled out of her -- even though it had hurt a bit, it had felt so good!

It was difficult for her to wrap her head around it when she wasn't aroused, but pain and humiliation was so sexy to her.

She didn't have to wait for it for long though.

She soon felt the cold, unforgiving tip of the buttplug, as it slowly slid inside her.

It felt bigger than his fingers had, and she could only imagine how out-stretched her poor arse was becoming while it slid into her.

"Nnggh," Hermione groaned into her pillow, and she almost asked him to stop (at least for a break!) when the widest part of it finally slid inside, and her powerful sphincter squeezed the slightly thinner base of the plug, effectively sealing it in place.

"Nice," was his only comment.

She suspected he didn't know how it hurt to have one's arsehole torn open by a huge latex item

(or what felt like a huge latex item...).

And he didn't care. 

'I'm his to use as he pleases after all.' That thought sent a bolt of desire down her pussy.

"Where's the key?" he asked her.

"The key?" Hermione replied puzzled, "what key?"

"For the cuffs, of course," he answered impatiently.

"Oh. On the bedside table, I think," Hermione replied. 'Why does he want the keys? Isn't he going to whip and fuck me?'

It seemed not.

He found it, unlocked the cuffs and told her to turn around.

She obeyed, still a bit confused but she figured he had a plan.

He usually did, after all.

He laid her down on her back and cuffed her hands to the bars of her bed's headboard, leaving her completely defenceless with her arms secured above her head.

Lucifer rearranged the pillows for her, trying to ease the strain on her arms and shoulders and stepped back, looking down at her.

She was beautiful. It was almost as if he really saw her for the first time.

He'd seen her lots of times, of course, in various states of undress, but he felt like he'd never taken the time to just see her.

Her golden-brown hair flowed down her shoulders, looking like a halo.

And her striking, brown eyes were locked on his, patiently awaiting his next move.

Her make-up, that had been so carefully applied before their date was now smeared and grimed -- caused by the rough alley-fucking and her powerful orgasm, Lucifer figured, but it just made her more attractive to him.

Her ruby-red lips smiled up at him, silently conveying her unshaken faith in him to take care of her.

His eyes continued their journey down his captive prey and naturally stopped at her enticingly large breasts. 

'So big....' Lucifer thought as he looked at them.

Her nipples were hard, like two little buttons, clearly betraying her arousal to the world -- and the large letters LB showed to whom she belonged!

His gaze continued down her luscious body, noticing her soft belly and the gentle swell of her hips, before it came to rest on her glorious pussy.

The pussy-lips themselves were clean-shaved (he liked that) and there was a neatly trimmed landing-strip above it.

"Milfs in Chains 2," Lucifer said casually as he picked up the DVD and put it in the player.

He quickly skipped through the menu and intro, arriving at the first scene.

Hermione certainly hadn't expected this.

She'd asked for the cuffs herself, so that was really no surprise, and Lucifer seemed rather focused on her arse, so the butt-plug was to be expected as well.

But she had figured he would have already started whipping her ass by this time, or spanking her, or fucking her...

But the sequel of a porn-flick?

'Oh well, I guess I'll see where this is heading,' she resolved, 'he usually knows what he's doing' -- She giggled a little at the last thought, and focused on the screen.

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An almost naked blonde was standing in a dark basement-cellar.

Her hands were cuffed high above her head, forcing her to stand in a stretched, uncomfortable position.

She was wearing high-heeled boots, stay-up stockings and a collar, nothing else.

The woman looked to be around forty, undeniably sexy with her huge, obviously fake tits, tight stomach and round ass.

She wasn't beautiful but she seemed to emit a raw sexual energy that Hermione envied her.

At the same time though, she felt relieved that she was better looking than the 'actress' (though she did feel a need to start eating more...) and hoped that Lucifer felt the same way.

A man entered the screen, a large, heavily built man, tattooed, pierced and mean-looking.

He was carrying a crop and without any hesitation he started smacking the blonde's ass with it, making her cry out and moan in pain.

Hermione couldn't help but imagining herself in that position -- with Lucifer doing the cropping -- and she started to get wet.

Every time the heavy-set man let the crop fall on the blonde woman's ass, Hermione gave a little moan - she didn't notice it herself, but Lucifer did and it caused some well-known reactions in his boxers.

He loved that she got turned on by pain and his domination.

He was standing next to the bed, still dressed in his 'date-clothes', watching the little slut enjoy herself.

Starting to get aroused himself, he sat down next to her, gently letting his hands caress Hermione's naked body, from her neck, down her chest (teasingly avoiding nipples) to her hips, and back up again.

At times he used his nails on her skin, sometimes just the soft touch of his fingers, aiming to make her mad with sexual heat.

"Mhm..." Hermione moaned, telling him that he was well on his way, just by his teasing.

Grinning, he bent down and took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked it deeply.

He bit down on it, not overly hard but not gentle either, drawing another moan from his bound prisoner.

She took a sharp breath when he released it again, only to turn his attention to her other nipple, biting down on it, hard.

"Yeees," Hermione panted, "more, more!"

To her despair, he released her nipple at her words and quickly scanned the floor, finding her discarded panties.

They were quite dirty with a mix of his sperm and her juices -- perfect!

"You couldn't be quiet, and you're being punished for it... but you're still making noises and giving orders!" Lucifer exclaimed and showed her the panties with the words: "open up."

She looked at him like he was kidding but when she saw that he was serious, Hermione obediently opened her mouth wide with a little

"oh my God..." Mercilessly, he shoved the panties inside and forced her to shut her mouth around them.

This incredible humiliation only spurred her on further. 

'God, he can make me do anything' she thought in awe as the strong, salty taste of his seed spread in her mouth. 

'He came in me, it seeped out into the panties... and now I'm sucking on it.'

On the screen the large man had started fucking the blonde milf, while she was still cuffed to the ceiling.

Her loud moans and the easily-recognised sound of sex filled the room.

Hermione had never really been into porn -- like many other girls she had considered it repulsive and demeaning to women everywhere.

As she lay there, tied down, gagged and teased by her boyfriend while the blonde woman's cunt was getting hammered by a huge man's huge cock, she realised how wrong she'd been.

Oh, it might be demeaning, but considering her current position, that wasn't really something she worried about, and it was NOT repulsive -- it was hot as hell!

Lucifer's hand slowly crept down her  stomach towards her soaked pussy, and Hermione steeled herself for the pleasure to come, but he seemed bent on teasing her tonight.

Instead of going straight for the wet centre, he circled the entire 'area', scraping her inner-thigh with his nails, briefly touching her labia, completely avoiding her clit and the eager pussy itself.

Desperate for his touch, Hermione squirmed around, trying to catch his hand, but he was evading her with little problem, drawing enjoyment from her sweet anguish.

Every movement she made, caused the butt-plug enlarged in her to bump around a bit, sending strangely mixed signals through her body.

It was unpleasant... but it made her sooo horny!

"Mppfeeee" she muttered, trying to say 'please' but he completely ignored her, continuing his torment.

Remembering something, Lucifer suddenly got up and found the little box with the nipple-clamps, opened it and pulled out a pair of vicious-looking clamps.

They looked like little metal clothes-pins, with a short chain connecting them.

Watching Lucifer test them by opening and closing them, a shiver went down Hermione's spine at the thought of their powerful jaws closing around her nipples.

Her nipples were hard as rocks when Lucifer sat down next to her again, showing her up close the powerful spring-mechanism.

He seemed to enjoy her mixed terror and desire at the prospect of having her nipples tortured.

With excruciatingly slow movements, he finally closed one of the evil little things around her left nipple.

The pain shot through her entire chest like a bolt, (though for some reason it detoured down to her cunt and caused a small flood) and left her gasping for breath through her gag.

It hurt so bad! And yet, it hurt so good too!

Just as she was getting used to the pulsating pain in her left nipple, Lucifer placed the other on her right one.

"Mmmffff!" Hermione cried as the pain started all over, only worse.

Yet if it was so horrible, why was she rubbing her thighs together in arousal, trying to rub her clit juuust the right way?

She didn't even understand it herself!

Lucifer seemed to take pity on her -- or at least understand that she needed a respite.

He sat down next to her on the bed and helped her by gently rubbing her willing sex, touching her hard little clit, generally turning the pain into pleasure for her.

She eagerly spread her legs wide for him, craving his touch, like she always did.

It wasn't until an orgasm began to build in her loins, and he saw the clear signs in her movements, that he removed his hand from her pussy, much to her dismay.

His hand was totally soaked in her pussy-juice, so he removed her temporary gag and had her lick his fingers clean -- or at least cleaner -- which she did eagerly.

He threw the used panties on the floor -- they had served their purpose.

Hermione was almost in a daze.

Everything was just happening too fast and too... much for her brain to catch up to, so she obeyed Lucifer's  directions almost automatically in the hope he'd give her what she needed: another orgasm!

Oh, how she needed that!

But Lucifer was unrelenting. To him, she was being punished, and the pain from the nipple-clams was just a minor part of it.

The real punishment was the desperate need for her desired orgasm - and the terrible abstain from it.

He figured that it was time to take Hermione's mind off her nipples, so he found the remote-control to the butt-plug and started it.

It did vibrate. The bound, tortured and insanely turned-on Hermione had forgotten all about the plug.

Her arse felt strange and arousing, but it was just one more fact in a world gone up-side down -- a fact far overshadowed by the pain in her nipples and the need in her pussy.

But suddenly her arse once again caught her attention -- it was as if someone suddenly lit a fire deep in there.

She gasped loudly as the plug suddenly jumped to life, but the surprise quickly became one more thing that turned the desperate girl on.

"Please," she begged, "let me cum..."

Lucifer merely smiled at her and refocused his attention to the screen where the large man was mauling the exposed blonde's tits while he fucked her from behind.

Lucifer-- like Hermione -- could easily identify with the scene, though he agreed with her that she was quite a bit hotter than the blonde.

"Doesn't it look good?" he asked her casually and nodded at the screen.

Hermione, having trouble with paying attention to anything outside her body at the time, just stared at the screen before looking back at Lucifer.

She got the message though -- no cumming... not yet.

"She certainly looks like she's enjoying it," he commented.

Hermione looked at the screen again.

The blonde woman's face was contracted in what could either be pain or pleasure.

Probably a little bit of both, but Hermione didn't really care.

Almost all conscious thoughts were gone, her entire body ached for the orgasm -- which she couldn't have!

Lucifer hit the control again and set the plug to speed two (there were three speeds), and watched as her eyes glazed over at the increased feeling from her arse.  

'Could she cum just from the vibrating plug?'

Lucifer wondered but decided that if she could, she'd have deserved it.

She couldn't.

Though she did her best, rotating her arse, rubbing it against the bed, doing what she could for a bit of a fraction to bring her off, but it was all in vain.

All it did was cast fuel on the fire and make cumming that much more unreachable -- and desirable.

"Pleaaase?" she begged again, but Lucifer just kept watching the film.

They saw the rest of the scene with her occasionally begging him for release, and him caressing her body, rubbing her clit, pulling the chain between her nipples... anything to keep her on the edge.

The scene ended with the large man releasing the blonde from the cuffs and pushing her to her knees before cumming in her open mouth and on her face.

Lucifer looked at the DVD-player -- the scene had lasted 32 minutes.

He had abstained from using his tied-up and very, very willing girlfriend for 32 minutes, while watching hardcore porn and sexually torture her. 

'That has to be some sort of record,' he thought as he stood up and removed his pants.

His cock strained against the fabric of his boxers and he discarded those as well, and his shirt.

He crawled back into the bed, sitting atop of her with his arse resting on her tits and his proud cock right outside her face.

Hermione couldn't take her eyes of it -- it was so big, so strong and just what she needed!

"Listen here," he said, catching her attention, "you're going to get me off with your mouth. If you do a good job, I'll let you cum too... if not, you'll sleep with your hands cuffed so you can't get yourself off. Understood? I'll smuggle you into my bedroom, so I can watch you and make sure you don't get off," he assured her sternly.

With panic rising in her eyes, Hermione nodded frantically. 

'I gotta cum, I gotta!' her entire body screamed.

Lucifer wasn't bluffing -- not really. But he knew beyond doubt that she'd make him cum, and as he was the judge of what constituted a good job... but a little incentive never harmed, he figured.

As he slowly lowered his hard cock down to her open, waiting mouth.

"Oh God," he muttered as her warm, moist tongue eagerly licked his cockhead as her mouth engulfed the tip.

He couldn't keep this up for long; he doubted he'd last even a minute -- despite the fact that in her position she couldn't really use her usual technique.

Hermione began to bob her head up and down his shaft as best she could, and he was nearing the orgasm with lightning-speed.

He grabbed her hair in one hand and started forcing her head up and down with greater speed, just wanting to get off now.

She just went along with the ride, so to speak, hoping that he would cum soon, so she could get her just reward.

Finally he pulled her head off his dick, and jacked it off for a few seconds before shooting his load into her waiting face with a loud groan.

Unlike the guy from the porn, his aim was good enough to hit several parts of her mouth though.

The long ropes of warm, salty sperm hit her forehead, nose and hair, creating white, sticky lines on her face and  hair.

"Ahhh..." he sighed when he'd finished cumming.

Lucifer sat for a moment and relaxed, before crawling off her.

He could see the need in her eyes, a need that hadn't exactly diminished after he came on her face.

"You want it, don't you?" he asked her.

"Yes! Yes, please, please!" she nodded,

"Lucifer, you promised!" The proud girl had become transformed into a bunch of nerve-endings, each desperate for release.

With a smile, he slid his hand down her drenched cunt, found her clit and began rubbing it.

The pain in her nipples, the vibrations from her arse, the porn-flick (where a dark-haired woman on a leash was being led on all fours through a house) the sperm on her face... it all mixed together with the unbelievable feeling of him finally rubbing her clit.

Like his, her orgasm was waiting just under the surface, and it didn't take long before it finally crashed through, sending waves of pleasure through her body, starting at her pussy and ending in every little part of her.

"Yeeeeeees!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Mooooore!"

But, after that Hermione just fainted, completely spent.

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