’ ‘That ain’t funny Bernie,’ Emma Green broke in. ‘Here’s some coffee. It should help warm you up.’ ‘No, you’re right, it ain’t. I...��ve got an outboard motorboat and I’ll be glad to take you over just as soon as this storm lets up. But, there’s no way, I’m takin’ the boat out in weather like this.’ The storm had intensified and the rain beat fiercely against the window panes of the small cottage. Two hours passed. Darkness was coming on fast. Finally the storm passed, but by then it was totally. . Y-yes...N-no Please Professor..No..Ooh god..It feels so good, sir!" Hermione moaned as her hips began to roll up against her hand and Draco watched as she rolled her hips against her hand which was dancing against her womanhood faster and more intensely with each passing moment, her other was going from one breast to the other massaging and pinching and then up to her face were the prude Gryffindor girl began licking and sucking on her fingers, still moaning and panting ever higher and more. “What do you mean?” “She gets spanked. And in cases like this, when she’s shown poor judgement repeatedly, she gets spanked hard.” There was a long pause. Bent and tied as she was, she could feel the blush in her face, probably surpassing the red of her ass. At least for a bit. Lucy said, “Wow.” “She knows the rules and has agreed to them. It is consensual.” “You know, one day she joked about you spanking her, and I always wondered...” Hatch chuckled. “Lucy...the real question is, would. I dressed in some casual clothes, and waited for my ‘guest’ to arrive. Almost on the dot of 7.30 the door bell rang. I approached the door hesitantly, my heart racing. As I opened it, I saw Bill. A broad smile on his face, and a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. “I bought these for the lady who I thought lives here,” he said, handing the flowers to me. I was overcome, not by the flowers, which were lovely, but by the gesture. “I’ll see that she gets them,” I offered. As he sat down, his.