"The next time I come back, I’m going to fuck your wet cunt. It will be hard, and it will be rough, and I imagine you will orgasm quite spectacularly by this point if you haven’t already. I’m going to fill you with semen and leave you here, arse plugged with my earlier seed while the rest drips slowly out of you. You will be thoroughly owned, but still I will leave you bound here until I am in need of further release. I’m not going to be taking any potions to speed the process along and, as I am nearly twenty years your senior, I no longer possess the refractory period of a teenager... so you may be sitting here dripping for quite some time. When I’m next ready, I am going to once again make use of your throat, cunt, and arse, and then I’m going to spend myself across your legs, back, and backside. I will then spank and finger you until you cannot orgasm any more, until you are but a shell of your former self. Until you have no sense of anything other than sensation and pleasure and exhaustion and semen." Hermione was breathing hard and shifting against the bench in her arousal and simply moaned her agreement around the gag. 