The black-grayish tail shone between her cheeks.
Bending down, he traced around it with the tip of his finger. "You won't be needing this now, pet. Push it out."
She blushed as the metal stretched her bum.
Her eyes squeezed closed until it was out.
The sound of his footsteps went toward the bathroom, and she heard him set the plug on the counter then come back and stand right behind her.
"Would you like to show Samael what a good girl you can be?"
"Yes, sir."
He jingled something behind her head, and she recognized the sound of the nipple clamps.
Hermione winced just thinking about them.
"Go ask Samael to get your nipples hard so I can clamp them."
'Oh my God!' "Yes, sir."
She climbed down and walked to Samael, keeping her eyes on his shoes the whole time.
Her face felt as if it'd been set on fire.
"Sam—" she bit off the word. "Please, sir, will you get my nipples hard?"
Samael smirked.
He didn't know if Lucifer meant for him to use his hands or his mouth, but he believed in claiming ignorance rather than asking permission. "Gladly."
His lips sealed around her areola as his tongue skimmed the pebbling tip; she gasped as he lapped and sucked her skin into his mouth.
He switched to the other side, keeping the first one hard with his twiddling fingers.
Hermione lifted her hand to his head to pet his hair then stopped.
He was incredibly good at what he was doing, but she didn't know if she was allowed to react or not.
"It's all right, pet," Lucifer murmured. "You can touch him. And don't be quiet. He needs to know what you like. Just sounds though. You only speak when spoken to or if you're in trouble and need my help. Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Go ahead."
She placed her hand on Samael's head.
The suction on her nipple increased, and she moaned softly.
Lucifer let him go on for what felt like hours (but was probably only minutes).
Her pussy was leaking profusely by the time it ended.
"That's good," Lucifer rumbled and slipped his hand around her, closing one clamp around her nipple.
Hermione let out a relieved breath when it didn't hurt.
It was tight, but it didn't feel as if she were being stabbed.
The other one closed around her free nipple, and the weight of the chain skimmed her ribs.
"Lovely, isn't she?" Lucifer commented.
"Yes," Samael agreed.
"See if she's wet yet."
Hermione may not have been able to look Samael in the eye, but she could watch his hands.
One pale finger grazed through her pubic hair until he was at her lips.
He slipped inside and found a puddle of juice collected at her entrance.
"She's wet."
Lucifer's hand slid down her bum and reached between her legs, feeling for himself.
"Not wet enough." He drew his hand around her belly and hooked one finger around the chain.
When he tugged, her eyes fluttered shut, and she leaned back into him with a small moan.
Samael sat, enthralled, staring up into her face.
The clamps pulled and stretched her nipples, but she looked as if she was creaming herself.
His dick throbbed hard against his zipper, already like a rock.
'This is going to be a long night.'
Lucifer dropped the chain, trailing his fingers up her chest, not stopping until he was up over her chin, poised at her lips. "Open."
Hermione took his fingers into her mouth and sucked.
The room went blurry for a second as she opened her eyes, then she saw Samael looking up at her from his seat, his usual attitude of cool dismissal nowhere in sight, his steely eyes unblinking.
"Pull on the chain, Samael. She wants it. Tell him how much you like it, pet."
She closed her eyes before she said anything.
It was a lot easier if she couldn't see. "I love it, sir."
Samael flipped his finger under the chain and gently pulled it toward himself.
A needy groan followed his fingers, her nipples straining toward him at the end of their leash.
He gave a few short tugs, and she arched toward him.
"Would you like a nice spanking to warm you up before we start?" Lucifer whispered in her ear.
'Before we start? What the hell are we doing now?' "Yes, please, sir."
"I'll start you out then hand you off to Samael while I go get things ready."
'Get things ready? Oh God!' "Yes, sir."
"Get over my knee," he said, sitting at the other end of the settee.
Hermione looked at them both and realized her head would wind up in Samael's lap.
She didn't say anything, she just got over his knee and tried not to jostle her clamps the wrong way.
"Put your face on his leg. I want him to be able to watch you."
Her cheek pressed to Samael's thigh. His trousers were soft.
They felt expensive.
Lucifer slapped her rear, and she jumped. It stung but not enough to make her cry.
Samael smoothed back her hair from her face.
Lucifer was hitting her fairly hard, and the sharp slaps echoed through the room.
If he had to go by her expression, she didn't mind the pain.
Her breath caught with every hit, but she didn't struggle or pull away.
Her heavy breathing huffed over his covered cock, and a prickly line of gooseflesh shot up his spine.
Lucifer struck her slowly, his hand firm.
He wanted her relaxed and needy for what was to come.
When her cheeks were warm and red, he stopped and rubbed her bum.
"That's good. Get up and ask Samael to take over. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Hermione backed off his lap and took two tiny steps toward Samael. "Will you please spank me, sir?"
He beckoned her forward with two fingers. "Only if you look at me and tell me you need it first."
Lucifer smirked and left them to it.
His copy was an observant boy; he'd already figured out what she wanted most.
She'd be sloppy wet by the time he got back.
Hermione bit her lips and met his eyes.
He was smiling (but not laughing at her). Her voice quaked when she spoke, "I need it, sir."
He smiled. "Need what?"
She let out a breath. "I need to be over your knee, sir. I need you to spank me."
His grin grew. "That was good." He nodded. "All right."
Samael moved over so she'd have room to rest her upper body on the seat. "Show me how wet you are."
She smiled and rushed to get over his lap. "Yes, sir."
When she had her arse in the air, Samael almost groaned, and when she spread her legs to show him the state of her pussy, he did. Loudly.
"Bloody hell, Granger. You're killing me."
He slapped her cheek, and she hummed into the seat.
It didn't hurt at all.
"Harder!" Lucifer said from the bathroom.
Samael slapped her other cheek with a little more force.
She arched her back, offering up her bum for more.
Lucifer came to the door. "Harder. She wants it to sting."
Samael smirked. "Is that true, Granger?"
"Yes, sir."
"All right then." He smacked her bouncy flesh. She jerked a little, but turned her arse right back up for more.
Lucifer nodded from the doorway and left again.
Samael sat there, mesmerized by her.
Her bum was so jiggly, which was distracting enough on its own, but then there was the red heat radiating off of her and the smell of her pussy . . . my Dad.
His dick was like iron from that smell alone.
Then he saw the white gob of cream peeking out of her petals, and his pelvis twitched up into her grinding hip.
"Fuck! Stop, Hermione. I don't want to come like this. Stop!" He held her body away from his and took a deep breath.
"Go get on your hands and knees on the table, pet," Lucifer rumbled from the other room.
Samael sighed with relief as she climbed off of him and did as Lucifer asked.
Slipping his hand down, he adjusted himself so he wasn't being castrated.
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