Chapter Six

His protruding shaft was getting so hard and throbbing uncomfortably against his woolen breeches since that morning, he even had to swallow deflating potion to contain his disobedient member. He tried his best to contain himself, trying to control his rebellious libido on their sessions. What a difficult task as she kept tempting him with that sweet essence coming from her quim. But he had to restraint himself, he had to set the boundaries to distinguish their activities in and out of their classes. He didn't want her to take their sessions lightly, he wanted her to put an effort if she wanted to make a difference in her life.

Shit, after waiting for so long, he almost lost his composure as he watched her kneeling naked in front of him. Driven with lust, all he wanted to do was to put his pulsating hardness onto her hot cavern forcefully, but no, he must threading the line carefully, not wanting to scare the little girl with his above-average member. Nay, he wasn't a narcissistic prick who love to flatter himself, but he had to admit that he, indeed, was a big man. Although he was towering over six feet, but still, his cock seemed disproportionately large and thick. Some of his former partners, experience ones, still had troubles handling him sometimes. So, that's why he had to be patience to an innocent like her, he had to give her more time to adjust.

Fuck, it sounded so easy theoretically but he didn't really know how to do that practically. With other women, he didn't have to teach them as they usually knew his preferences beforehand. But with this greenness girl, like a blank canvas, he had to paint her delicately because once his brush tinted, it could not be undone. She was so young and unmarred by other men, and yes, he could use that for his advantage. Molding her, taking time to teach her all the depraved things he loved. He didn't want to scare and traumatize the poor girl, he wanted to associate his needs with her pleasures as well. That way she would surrender and open up herself to him, one day. Yes, one day. Probably.

But, shit, patience was never his forte. So, he was hoping that she didn't give him too much resistance. "Have you ever seen a man's cock before, girl?" he finally asked her.

What? She flustered hearing his sudden question. Yes, she'd ever seen one accidentally, a sketch to tell the truth, when she briefly glanced at a human anatomy book. Feeling like a bad little girl, she put the book back to the shelves quickly before her mother found out about her shenanigan. Her mother said that it was improper for an unwed young lady to know about salacious matter. So, she held her curiosity at bay, lest people would call her a wanton woman.

Aside from that brief glancing, she had never seen the real one. Having a glimpse on the big bulge in front of her, she was scared. Bewildered, she didn't give him any response. She kept her eyes on the floor and nibbled her lip with her teeth.

Above her, he gave her an amused expression. His cock was begging to be released from its cage as he watched her squirming with reddened face. He wondered at the contrast between her body language and her reaction to the question. "I take it as a 'no' then," he said to her as his thumb releasing her abused lip from her teeth.

"Open my pants, girl," he ordered her with his huskily voice.

"S—sir?" No way she going to touch that. She tried to shy away from him, trying to make some distance with the bulge in front of her. But he'd moved his fingers from her lips to grip onto her shoulder to keep her from moving further away.

His fingers bit her skin a little as he added some pressure to her skin, "Where are you trying to go, girl? Isn't it a bit unfair to leave me high and dry after I gave you a hand? Won't you return the favour and help me with your hand, too?" he teased her.

"Don't be afraid, it won't bite," the tip his lips turned upward as his hand released her shoulder to caressing her left breast before he continued his speech, "Let's do this the easy way. Go on and open it, girl." He pinched her nipple rather hard, trying to make her get his point and respond his order more quickly.

Having no other choice as she was vulnerably kneeling in front of his menacing figure, she opened his suspender rivets then button flies on his pants with her trembling and clumsy fingers.

He was impatient with her pace as her delicate fingers brushed and teased him through the fabric of his breeches. He wanted to rip his breeches by himself and released his cock but that surely would scare her further so he restrained himself. Finally, after a few moment, his pants was opened and his shaft was sprung free from its enclosure.

She gasped, her eyes were getting widened as she watched his thing sprung free. It was nothing like the one she'd ever seen on that book. She wanted to shift her eyes from that thing, but her curiosity made her body freeze. Open-mouthedly, she was gaping at him, unable to give another response. Oh my goodness. It was so big and full of throbbing veins, nesting against the black hair above it.

Panic overwhelmed her senses again. What did he want? He wouldn't put that thing inside her right? She was shivering, no, no, no, there's no way that thing would fit inside her. Beside he had promised her that he would wait until she's ready. Would he break his promise?

Watching fear jittered on her eyes, he stroke her cheek with his fingers. "No need to be afraid, my little siren. I won't put it inside of you." No, not inside you pretty cunt for now.

Choosing to believe him, relieve washed over her as she would maintain her virginity for now.

"You can do many things with it, not just to put it inside your sweet pussy," he added bluntly.

What? She kept her mouth shut as she just didn't get it.

"There are more than one way to stimulating it, girl. Just like the naughty things that I did to you down there, now I want you to do the same," he explained further.

No, what did he mean by that? Did he want her touch that thing? Her breath quickened as she thought about that.

As if knowing her hesitancy, he ordered her, "Grip it, take me in your hand, girl."

How could she do that? Touching that, that thing. Should she follow his order? But how? Maybe she should imagine touching someone else's, Ron's maybe, to make it easier. She tried to imagine her red-haired crush to alleviate her mixed feelings. But it felt so wrong, after whiffing his strong masculine odor, she couldn't picture other face on his body. His strong scents did something strange to her.

What should I do? Having no other way, hesitantly, she touched his erection with her overheated skin as she felt flames running around her veins. With her small and delicate fingers, she grazed his length. Her soft warm hands felt like magic as she held him in her palm, testing the new feeling for the first time. Weird, thing that looked so hard, felt so velvety under her touch. Didn't want to hurt him, added with her shame, she touched him lightly and uncertainly with her trembling hands.

"Stroke my cock harder. Tighter, that's it, girl," he said with his strained voice. Hearing his order, she grabbed his shaft more tightly. The girth was too big for her fingers to meet but regardless, she began to move her hand up and down slowly, feeling his throbbing veins under her hands. Despite her firm grasp, her pace was infuriatingly slow for him, so he guided her hand to increase her tempo. After a few strokes, he felt so good and pre-cum started to leak from its tip. But he wanted more, "Spit on your hands, girl."

She couldn't believe her ears. The sound of her own heartbeats rumbled loudly against her eardrums so maybe that made her hear him wrong. She lifted her face upward, meeting his eyes. Why on earth did he want her to spit? No, she couldn't do that. Her mother always told her not to as spitting was a very unladylike manner. "No, I, I am so sorry, sir. I, I can't do that," her refused him with her quivering voice.

"Hmm, yes, you and your manners. If you won't do that way, we have to do the other way then. Put my cock on your mouth, girl. No biting or you will be punished severely," he threatened her while holding her chin.

Hearing him made her body shivered. A sudden overwhelming fear overcame her again. She really wanted to run away from him at that very moment. Yes, just run Hermione. Run as fast as you can but he will catch you before you could pass that door for sure. Bolting away wasn't a solution. Became frantic with fear, she didn't realize that she was speaking what's on her mind out of loud, amusing him, "No, no, why would someone want to put that thing on someone else's mouth. It's too big, it won't fit."

Hearing her inner conflict, he caressed her cheek to calm her nerves, "Yes, it will fit, girl. Be a good girl and do as I say, will you, my girl? I will teach you how to do it properly, without force, only if you comply my instructions without so much resistance. If you choose to fight me, we will do it the hard way. Now, which one that you choose, my girl? Will you or won't you obey me?" Her cowardice won, she nodded at him as a token of agreement.

"I don't understand you if you wouldn't say it aloud. Will you be my good girl and put my cock on your sweet mouth?" he teased her.

She answered his question with her small voice, "Yes, sir."

"Yes to what, girl?"

Was he being serious? Her face was set ablaze, wavering voice came out from her dainty lips, "Yes, I will be a good girl and…and…" God, please give me strength.

"And what, my girl?" he teased her further.

"a—and put your c—co…," God, please kill me right now, "your cock on my mouth, sir." There, she said it.

Shit, hearing her saying those dirty words made his penis twitching excitedly, "Good girl, my good girl. Now, open your mouth and lick it just as you lick a Popsicle," his silky voice caressed her ears while he patting her hair.

Easy for him to say, she couldn't hold that thing with her hand, how could he expect her to do that with her mouth? Putting her shame aside, she bent her head, opened her mouth and touched her lips on its tip, making it jump slightly. She could taste a salty flavor on her tongue when she licked its bulbous head. She heard him groaning above her as her pink tongue darted out to lay flat against the base and licked it slowly. She kept running her tongue along the underside, all the way to the tip. She kept running her tongue up and down his shaft until it was well lubricated with her saliva.

"Now take the tip in your mouth, my girl. Watch the teeth." She obliged his order and took his shaft onto her mouth.

Shit, it felt so good being inside her hot cavern. "Take me deeper, girl." She stretched her mouth wider and took a few inches deeper into her cavern. He put his hand on the back of her head guiding her movement, back and forth into her sweet cavern, not going too deep at first. "I'm going to feed you a little more. I want you to breathe and relax your throat, don't be afraid if it's too much I will pull off," he warned her then waited for her nod and proceeded to feed her more of his cock. He heard her gagging a little when she tried to take him further. Shit, it was hardly all the way but she had trouble adjusting his size. Slow boy, he knew that she couldn't take him that deep for the first time. "Relax girl, use your hands to stroke what you can't reach. Suck me." With her small hands she stroke his length and his testicles while her facile tongue working on the slit on his head then she sucked him off. She kept bobbing up and down his shaft with his hand guiding her. God, she was natural. "You're doing well, sweet girl, so well, keep going."

His grunts started to become louder with each passing second. Losing control over the sensation, he started to pump his shaft faster until the tip of his cock bumped the back of her throat making she gagged slightly. He watched her intently and started to thrust wildly in and out of her hot cavern. She had him on the brink as he made a deep guttural sound. Weird, she should be disgusted with what she did, her jaw was sore and tears emerged in the brim of her eyes as he pumped his shaft wildly, hitting the back of her throat unpleasantly. But, clouded under that displeasing feeling, she felt something underneath. Something that she couldn't describe when she heard him making that inarticulate sound. She shivered thinking about how she could make someone tough like him lost his composure. That bizarre feeling made the pressure back to her lower belly, making her nether lips wet from her juices again. No, no, no, just what's wrong with her and her uncooperative body.

He was on the edge. He was going to come and he wanted to cum in her mouth. He had this abominable urge to mark her, marking her with his seed like an animal marking his territory. His. He knew that the taste of a man's seed was an acquired taste and he planned to teach her to accept his into her mouth. He wanted her to crave his taste, like he crave hers. "I am going to cum, my girl," he warned her but she just stunned as she didn't understand what he meant. He gritted his teeth and pulled out of her throat onto her tongue as his balls tightened up and his cock swelled seconds before he was spewing into her mouth. The first shot of his hot, warm spunk down her throat. Shock overwhelmed her as she swallowed his warm tangy fluid down her throat. She tried her best to swallow since she was afraid that he would be angry if she didn't do that. But try as she might, she couldn't swallow it fast enough and it spilled out the corner of her mouth, over her lips and down to her breasts as his cock just kept pumping the thick fluid into her mouth.

He let out a loud groan when he spilled out all of his seed into her mouth. This was the best orgasm he had for quite some time and he only put it in her mouth for goddamn's sake. Shit, he couldn't wait to put his shaft onto her sweet tight cunt. Be patient, Severus. All in a good time. Trying to calm his breathing, he fixed his pants and smirked as he watched the mess he made on her. His cum marred her skin, marking her. Before she could protest, he scooped her up, cradling his sweet girl to his chest. His arms locked under knees and around her back then walked towards her bed. He put her down on her bed then sat on its edge.

Ashamed, she tried to move away from him but he hold her firmly. "Hold still, girl. I just want to clean you up," he said to her as he conjured a warm towel. All he wanted to do was let his sperm dried and marred her skin to chase another predator away, but that would surely make the girl uncomfortable so he had to cleanse the remaining sperm from her milky skin. Her body became stiff as she yielded to his command, letting his hand to roam and clean her body. After she was clean, he stood and touched her chin to make her looking at him, "Put some clothes on. Dinner will be served in fifteen minutes." He gave her one last touch to her cheek then he was out of her room.

Her brain froze for a moment as she just kept staring at the blank space he just stood in. Ashamed engulfed her, all she wanted to do was burry herself under her comforter and called it a day. But he would be mad at her if she refused to obey him. Making him angry meant more hellish day for her on their sessions tomorrow.

Reluctantly, she was up from her soft mattress and run to the bath. Quickly, she brushed her teeth to wash his pungent taste—tangy flavor she had never tasted before—that still lingering on her mouth. Do people really do this kind of things? She wondered to herself.