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The week leading up to the next dinner at Malfoy manor passed quickly in a whirlwind of planning for what would happen on Saturday night. Lucius already knew what he wanted to happen that night and had his house-elves clean his dungeons especially for the occasion. It wouldn't do to have a thick layer of dust coating his most prized possession: a bondage tower that he had built. He had chosen wood from the maple tree he and Narcissa had shared their first kiss under, and laboured over it until he had it ready for her wedding gift. When she had scoffed at it and told him it was something a Muggle would do, he should have known she was an unappreciative bitch and left. Now he would be using it on someone who would appreciate that the tower could respond to the lightest touch, and change the position of whoever was in it at the time.

Lucius walked up to the freshly polished tower and lightly stroked it, thinking about seeing the wild-haired, former Gryffindor bound and begging for his touch. He closed his eyes and sighed as he thought about the way her cheeks would flush with excitement when he lightly teased her with his teeth on the soft underside of her breasts, how her breath might catch in her throat as his hand made the descent between her thighs, teasing her nether lips before slowly thrusting a finger into her.

As Lucius continued fantasising, Severus crept down the concrete steps. Seeing Lucius' half-closed eyes and slack face made him stop on the bottom stair. One of Lucius' hands was on the tower, and the other was clenched in his black trouser pocket.

The sight of Lucius sensually stroking the wood of the tower aroused him, and made him swallow thickly in an effort to tamp down the heat rising in his stomach. Severus wondered if he should perhaps interrupt and announce Hermione's arrival, or if he should just let his friend enjoy the moment.

Deciding against the latter, he cleared his throat and spoke. 'Lucius, there'll be time for that later. Hermione's here; would you care to join us?'

Startled, Lucius opened his eyes. 'Oh, of course. She's early then.'

'Actually, she's on time; you're the one who's late. Are you ready for tonight?' Severus turned on the stair as soon as he saw Lucius approach.

'More than you know,' Lucius said in barely more than a whisper and followed Severus up the stairs and into the foyer where Hermione was patiently awaiting them.

***

When it was time to retire for the night, Lucius invited her to stay, and she accepted. Severus showed her to the guest suite she had stayed in after her abduction and led her to the sleigh bed. He sat down with her and caressed the skin underneath her red skirt, barely grazing the suspender that held up her stockings.

Her eyes fluttered shut at his sensuous caress, and her mouth parted slightly in invitation. She breathed deeply, enjoying the gentle tease. It had been a long time since he had touched her this way, and she was not about to stop him.

Severus saw the look of want on her face and paused his hand. When he withdrew, she pinned him with a disappointed pout.

'Don't look at me like that. I have to stop for the moment because I need a brief word with Lucius, my pet. Why don't you undress and make yourself comfortable; I'll be back shortly,' he said as he walked down the hall before disappearing out of sight.

Hermione unzipped and slid the red pleated skirt off her hips and then unfastened the buttons on the cinched material of her cream-coloured shirt. She left on her stockings because she knew Severus loved to see her in nothing but them. Reclining against the fluffy pillows on the bed, she waited for him to return, knowing he would be surprised that she had left her stockings on.

Severus stopped in the middle of the hallway on the second floor of the manor and counted the doors on the left – it was an old trick to remember which room was Lucius' private study. He reached the fifth door and lightly rapped on it. The door silently opened for him, and he stepped inside the oval room.

'It will be twenty minutes or less, Lucius, so you might want to head on down.'

'Are you certain Hermione will go for this?'

Severus scowled. 'Seriously, Lucius, it will be fine. She's not likely to refuse me since I am her master, and it doesn't hurt that she greatly desires you. Just go find a place among the shadows, and we'll proceed from there.'

Lucius nodded as Severus strode to the door. He didn't wait long before leaving to seek out a hiding place in his dungeon.

***

Severus returned to find Hermione with her hand between her spread legs. Her head was thrown back, and a pale-pink flush coloured her bare chest and stomach.

Smirking, he asked, 'Did I give you permission to do that, pet?' He licked his lips and moved forward.

'I didn't think you would mind.' Hermione nibbled her bottom lip and withdrew her damp fingers from herself. She was going to wipe them off on a tissue when Severus grabbed her hand to stop her.

'Oh, but I do mind. You'll have to be punished.' He raised her hand to his lips and flicked his tongue against each of her fingers before sucking on them to taste her.

Hermione moaned as he continued his wicked ministrations, imagining that it was his tongue on her clit. 'Punish me how?' she breathed.

'Lucius has a dungeon, you know. I'd like nothing more than to take one of his flat-braided cat o'nine's and whack your arse with it,' his voice dipped to a silky, dangerous level. 'To tie you up and make you beg for me to fuck you, or use one of his bull whips to leave marks on your pretty, shapely legs. Would you like that, Hermione? Would you like to play in the dungeons with me like you used to at Hogwarts when you snuck away from your friends during your camping trip?'

Hermione merely moaned her response as Severus drove her crazy by blowing warm air in her ear while his hands travelled further up her thighs. She felt him touch her freshly shaven pussy, and she shivered.

'I do require an answer, Hermione. Do we continue here, or shall we make use of his toys?'

Hermione struggled to ignore the pleasure he was causing long enough to form a cohesive thought. 'Play. Dungeons. Been so long.'

'Just think, my pet, if my barest touch excites you, what will happen when you're completely at my mercy? And you're right; it has been too long. Now, get up. We're going downstairs,' he ordered in a stern voice.

'I have to walk there in the nude?' Hermione whimpered.

'Now, now, it was your choice to strip.' He tossed her his frock coat, which she deftly caught. 'Put it on to protect your virtue'

He opened the door and led her out into the hall and down the back staircase to the basement. Once in the torch-lit dungeon, he turned to her and said, 'Pick out a toy, Hermione.'

She was torn between the punishment bench with steel shackles and the bondage tower.

'We have time for both tonight, pet. Which would you like first? Do you want to be bound with rope and at my mercy, or do you want to be locked up and fucked first?'

Hermione didn't know which she would like more, so she glanced at him shyly from beneath her eyelashes. 'Why don't you decide?'

'The tower it is,' Severus said and then summoned black nylon rope with which to bind her.

In a darkened corner of the dungeon, Lucius hid in the shadows and watched as Severus tied beautifully intricate knots around her wrists and ankles. His breath hitched in his throat as he looked his fill at Hermione's naked, curvaceous form. Her strawberry-tipped breasts were heaving with every stroke of Severus' hands on her hips and up her sides.

She tested the bonds as was her custom, letting him know she was tied securely.

'Want to know something, pet?' he said as he nipped at her neck.

'Anything,' she hissed.

'I know you want Lucius' thick, hard cock stroking in and out of you right now, his lips and tongue teasing your sensitive nipples as he pounds your pretty little cunt. Admit that you want it.'

'I...' Hermione vaguely protested as Severus scraped his thumbnail over her nipple.

'Don't bother protesting; it won't do you any good. I know what I've seen.' He looked at her darkly. Do you want to know something else?'

'What?' Hermione wondered what more Severus had in mind.

'Lucius has been watching us the entire time, Hermione, and he's seen everything.'

'Every... everything?'

Noting her wide eyes, open mouth, and rosy-red cheeks, he said, 'You're surprised? Surely not. This is his dungeon after all. Doesn't he deserve a peek at your luscious body for kindly allowing us to use his toys?' Severus lightly teased down her body with his hands, and parted her folds, dipping his fingers in the wetness. 'Mmm... I daresay you're more than surprised; you're excited.

'Lucius, reveal yourself. She's already wet and ready for us to have our way with her. Aren't you, pet? Don't you want us both to fuck you?'

As Hermione nodded, she saw Lucius come out of the shadows. His white shirt was unbuttoned and open, revealing his well-muscled, tanned chest, and his dark nipples were pebbled against the chill of the sub-level room. She licked her lips and stared at the obvious bulge that threatened to burst through his trousers at any moment.

Catching her heated gaze, Lucius asked, 'Like what you see? How about a little taste?' He walked over to her and took her nipple between his teeth and pulled slightly, eliciting a squeak of surprise from her. 'Severus was right, you are sensitive here. I wonder where else will get this response from you.

'How about here?' Lucius licked the side of her neck, pausing to nip with a bit of pressure on her pulse point.

'No?' Severus said, getting to his knees. He flicked his tongue against the soft, creamy flesh of her inner thighs.

Hermione mumbled something incoherent, and Lucius laughed. 'Still no? My, you are a hard one to please.

'I know what she wants, Severus.' Lucius kneeled beside his friend and lightly stroked the tower, making it loosen Hermione's bonds on her legs so they could be spread further apart. 'Move over so I can give it to her.'

Severus cocked his eyebrow at Lucius, who proceeded to snake his tongue into Hermione's pussy, slowly licking her and gathering her taste on his tongue. 'She tastes wonderful, doesn't she?'

Hermione felt Lucius hum his approval, which sent shockwaves of pleasure racing up her body. She struggled against her bonds, anxious to wrap her legs about his shoulders as he flicked and swirled his tongue on her clit before sucking it lightly into his mouth. The delightful feel of Lucius' tongue in her cunt combined with Severus' hands and teeth plucking at her nipples had her close to the edge.

'Struggle all you want, my pet, but you're not getting released just yet.

'Please?' she said, squirming once more in her bindings.

Sensing Hermione was close, Lucius chuckled and pulled away. 'No, you don't get to come yet, but you will soon. And don't pout; it doesn't suit you.'

'Now, Severus, don't you think we should release her and have a bit more fun?'

Severus didn't respond; he only looked calculatingly at Lucius and then Hermione. 'Catch her, Lucius.' He released her bonds with a slight wave of his hand and she fell forward into Lucius' strong embrace.

Lucius lifted her onto his shoulder and carried her to the bed where he sat her on the edge. 'How about that taste you were so eager to have earlier? I'd love to feel your talented tongue on my cock.' He unzipped his trousers, dropped them to his feet, and stepped out of them.

Hermione stared hungrily at his uncircumcised dick.

'Go on, my pet. Taste him; I promise you won't be disappointed.' Severus closed the small gap between them, guiding her mouth to Lucius' cock.

Hermione kissed the satiny skin around Lucius cock, pausing to place tiny licks on his sensitive testicles before taking them into her mouth and gently sucking. Applying the tiniest amount of pressure, she sucked a little harder, wrenching a low, guttural growl from him.

Lucius removed himself from her mouth and pushed her back on the bed, letting her legs dangle off. He straddled her face and once more offered his cock to her. He felt her mouth engulf his thick shaft, and he pushed forward, making her take more of it. She suckled and licked him, then took him into her throat.

Severus knelt between Hermione's legs and licked her cunt for the first time in months. Oh, how he had missed the taste of her! But even more than the taste, teasing her and making her beg for release spurred him on. Her inarticulate cries and softly swivelling hips made him want to bury his cock within her depths and fuck her until they both came.

After a few moments of licking her sweet pussy, he stood up and slid his throbbing shaft into her tight channel. As soon as he began thrusting, he felt her muscles grip him tightly and intermittently, almost pulsating around him, sending him higher.

Building a rhythm of thrust, swivel, thrust harder, Severus felt Hermione's legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer and further into her so that he would hit her sweet spot. He couldn't see her face because she was still sucking Lucius' cock, but he knew she was lost to sensation, too. Feeling the telltale tightening and quivering of her walls, he plunged harder, bringing them both to orgasm.

'Lucius, you have to feel her pussy; it's magnificent,' he breathed raggedly and soothingly rubbed Hermione's stomach and thighs.

Lucius removed his cock from Hermione's mouth with a barely stifled groan. 'Get on your hands and knees, Hermione.'

Hermione turned over onto her stomach and rose up on her hands and knees, wiggling her arse at him and begging him to fuck her.

'In due time, my dear. Try a little patience,' Lucius said as he teasingly rubbed his prick along her wetness.

She tried thrusting against him, but he shook his head and slapped both of her arse cheeks hard enough to turn them red.

'Ouch, what was that for?'

'Minx. You know what it was for. If you behave like that with Sev, it's no wonder he has to punish you. If you were mine, I'd bend your arse over my knee every day.'

'Promises, promises,' Hermione laughed.

'Oh, I'll give you something to laugh about.' Lucius roughly plunged into her, effectively shutting her up.

Hermione's mouth fell open as Lucius thrust into her over and over again, each time seemingly going in deeper than before. Stars began to dance behind her eyes when she felt Severus' calloused, heavy hand land on her smarting bottom. The hypnotic allure of the slaps combined with Lucius' thrusts soon proved too much for her, and she came, trembling. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the bed, taking Lucius with her.

***

After their weekend of play, it was Hermione who suggested they make the arrangement between the three of them permanent.

'I had a lot of fun this weekend,' Hermione said as she traced light patterns on Lucius' bare chest.

'I did too, but I know that all good things surely must come to an end.' Lucius rose from the bed and donned a sleek, black dressing gown.

'Must they?' Severus chimed in, grinning.

Lucius narrowed his eyes at both of them. 'It's what I've been told; hell, it's what I've experienced.'

'Haven't we all?' Severus murmured.

'I have a strange idea. How about we continue and see where it takes us? If it ends up being something mutually beneficial, we can keep it, but if it doesn't, no hard feelings.' Hermione offered as she gingerly sat up.

'We'll see.' Severus and Lucius said. When Hermione left to go to the bathroom, they exchanged a look that said, "I knew it would go as planned."

A/N: Thanks to my wonderful beta, kittylefish, whose skills are legendary.