Hermione and the Wet Bedsheets Part Six

‘I’m not doing it,’ said Hermione. ‘This has gone far enough.’

She stood up for emphasis but it didn’t really have the desired effect. With her wet knickers visible round her ankles and her skirt remaining in place around her waist meaning that her bald fanny was on display, and she did not look anywhere near as imposing as she had hoped.

‘Hermy, I’m going to count to three,’ said Lavender.

‘And then what? What are you going to do?’ said Hermione angrily.

‘One…’

‘This is stupid. You wouldn’t agree to wear them.’

‘Two…’

‘Look, I can just wear my tights. They’re dark, nobody will see anything,’ pleaded Hermione.

‘Three!’ said Lavender gleefully.

She spun Hermione round to face the toilet, which hadn’t been flushed yet, and forced her to bend at the waist, presenting her bottom to her. With this done, she proceeded to slap Hermione’s cheeks, which were already slightly tender from her spanking earlier this morning. At first, Hermione tried to resist, but Lavender reminded her that she could let everybody in the school know about her little night time problem. This caused Hermione to meekly submit as she cried tears of humiliation.

‘I’ll wear the stupid knickers,’ she conceded.

‘There was never any doubt of that,’ said Lavender. ‘But as you’ve made such a monumental fuss about the whole thing, you’re going to have to earn them now.’

Lavender stopped spanking Hermione and turned her back round to face her.

‘What do you mean, earn them?’

‘You have to show me how sorry you are for this whole mess. Afterall, you can’t exactly blame anybody else for the situation that you find yourself in. You wet your knickers Hermione. Nobody else did it. That was you. So you have to live with the consequences of it. When I, very kindly, offered you another pair to wear, you caused quite a fuss and wound up with a sore bottom, didn’t you?’

‘…yes.’

‘So what you’re going to do to show me that you are sorry is you’re going to take those soggy knickers off.’

Hermione removed her shoes and tights, placing her bare feet on the cold, stone floor. She then removed her pissy knickers as instructed.

‘You’re going to take those disgusting knickers and you’re going to put them into your mouth.’

‘Lavender, no, that’s disgusting!’

‘You’re going to hold them in your mouth while you think about what you’ve done and when I think you’re good and ready, you can spit them out and put these delightful knickers on,’ Lavender said, holding up the Dora the Explorer knickers for emphasis.

‘I really don’t want to,’ said Hermione.

‘Well, if you want to fight me on this, there is an alternative.’

‘What’s the alternative?’

‘I tan your hide, again, you end up holding those sodden knickers in your mouth for twice as long as you already have to but you don’t have to wear the Dora knickers because you’ll be wearing this instead.’

From underneath her robes, Lavender produced a nappy. From the look of it, it was a pampers baby nappy which she had used an engorgement charm on. Hermione had no doubt that it would fit her.

‘So what’s it going to be? Are you going to put them in your mouth or not?’

Resigned to her fate, Hermione scrunched up the wet knickers into a small ball and put them into her mouth.