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She felt her pussy throb at the sight of them. In all her years of being around the Slytherins in school, she had never thought it would all culminate to this. Her body's need for death eater cock. They stood menacingly before her in their identical jet black hooded robes, all tailored to fit their honed figures, and watched her through their matching intricate masks that exposed the lower half of their faces. Some looked with interest, one or two with barely concealed loathing, yet one thing she could clearly see was unwavering lust through the slits in the masks showing their eyes. One even growled at her and her pussy gushed at the beautiful noise.

So strong was her hunger for them she didn't even flinch when she realised the position she was in. She was in the middle of a dark dungeon that was rudimentary lit by flaming torches hung off the walls, and as she looked around she could see various eyes looking through small peephole gaps in them. Clearly this was a show not just for the men before her. She was lifted from the ground by a few inches and held by her hands which had been brought together to above her head and bound tightly. Thin black ropes emerged from the floor and curled around her legs to the tops of her thighs, spreading them and holding her to such an exposed position. The ropes ever so slightly twisted and pulsated at her every move so that she felt an exhilarating mini Chinese burn even when she took each breath.

They bristled before her and she noticed there seemed to be a leader that stood at the very front. The others were waiting on his move yet he was content to just watch and raked his silver eyes over every part of her. She just wanted relief. The scant clothing on her body felt rough and she wished she was free enough to tear it all off. Wide holed fish net tights ran down the length of her rope-encased legs which ended with silver studded black stiletto heels. She had on a tiny black skirt that was practically a belt and just peeking from underneath was a green thong that was already soaked with her juices. Her torso was covered with a plain white shirt that was several sizes too small to the point that the top four buttons could not be buttoned, showing off her impressive tits to the crowd. She was not given the courtesy of a bra so the tops of her light brown areolas were clearly visible, with her puckered left nipple completely exposed by the absurdly tiny garment. The shirt was tied under her breasts baring the creamy skin of her midriff. Her ample tits were pushed together due to her raised and bound hands, and the few buttons that could be buttoned strained as she breathed. A simple green and silver tie dangled from her neck.

All in all, she was a Slytherin fantasy.

After what felt like an eternity the leader started to approach her with purpose and his long strides had him standing a foot away from her in no time. His tall frame dwarfed her despite hovering from the ground. His tongue slid out to lick his lower lip as he took in her sweaty and turned on form and a smirk spread on his face.

"Little mudblood slut."

Hermione didn't expect the words and jolted at the insult thrown her way. Once upon a time she would have been incensed at the terminology but now was a whole different matter. Now she groaned and tried fruitlessly to rub her spread legs together.

"Yes, after much deliberation you, whore, are going to be our play thing. Your new purpose in life is to serve," he continued before reaching his gloved hand into his pocket and pulling out something silver.

"Do you know what this is slut?" He asked with a cruel smirk.

He rotated it before her eyes and she saw it was silver cuff shaped like a dragon with small emeralds adorned in it for eyes. Snapping the head of it to one side, the piece of jewellery sprang open and he placed it round her delicate neck, being careful not to touch her skin. The tail of the dragon wrapped around the head sealing the piece firmly around her throat. She felt a warmth pass over her and shuddered as she realised the magic coursing through her courtesy of the dragon.

"This is a mark of your owner. You are mine, cunt."

With that he stepped closer and bent his head to capture her exposed nipple with his teeth and bit down drawing out blood. She groaned loudly at this, biting at her lower lip, and he responded by licking the skin and pulling the taut nipple away as far as he could with his teeth before letting go and licking at the small trickle of blood dripping down. His mouth stained with her blood made her whimper out loud in pleasure. The sight of her full tit bouncing pleased him and he grabbed it with his hand, squeezing roughly before capturing the nipple with his mouth. He bit and licked savagely but now not harsh enough to draw blood, yet hard enough to leave dark bruises by the end day. He bit at the underside of the globe, at the areola and even tried to completely pull her whole tit into his mouth in frenzy. Growling at the taste, this death eater was clearly enjoying her body.

"Whore, dirty fucking big and juicy tit whore."

Hermione meanwhile was in heaven. Her neck was bent back, eyes half closed as she finally felt some relief. She could feel him licking in circles from the outer edges of her breast before honing in on her nipple to flick up and down and moaned throatily every time he closed his lips around the tip and sucked deep. He eventually pulled back and flicked and harshly twisted the mauled nipple before stepping back. Hermione's whole body was tightly straining at his ministrations and she whined at the loss of contact.

"N-no, f-ffuck!"

Their laughter bounced off the walls to echo and she then became acutely aware that they had all watched her degradation; the peep-hole eyes continued to stare. She tried to blink through the hazy fog that clouded her mind and she could feel his spit now rapidly cooling on her skin.

"So the slut wants more. I just roughed up your tit and you haven't had enough bitch? Did you hear that boys," he laughed darkly and gestured to the men behind him.

She couldn't help but to cry. A tear streaked down her cheek despite the carnal desire coursing through her veins. Hermione knew what was happening was wrong and was struggling to hold on to her sensibilities. The silver dragon pulsated around her neck.

"Now now cunt. You can't sob over this. You know exactly how this works, you came to us whore. And we take from you what we want." He snarled and proceeded to magically lower and twist the ropes til she was kneeling on the ground, hands now tied behind her back.

Her head was bent down so all she could see was the dirty floor but she heard the sound of a zipper and looked up to see his cock above her. When her pussy clenched at the sight, she knew she was doomed.

"See bitch, this death eater cock was made to fuck muddy whores like you. Look at you, kneeling on the disgusting ground salivating whilst waiting for my dick to enter you. We should have known you were a cock-hungry slut even in school and done something about it. Close your eyes slag and let's make you as filthy as your blood."

His leather-gloved hand grabbed at her wild hair and yanked her forward roughly to rub his pale cock over her face. He ran the tip over her closed eyes, lips, down her nose and across each cheek spreading his pre-cum all over her pretty face and smearing the red lipstick she wore. He pushed the tip lightly into both nostrils, muttering about one day cumming into these orifices too. She whimpered at his actions and deeply inhaled at the musky yet clean smell. Placing his whole cock over her face until the head rested on her forehead, he flexed his hips to rub his balls over her lips and under her nose, truly defiling her.

"Lick them."

She started at his words and looked up to see his lips slightly open and him waiting for her to complete his order.

"Lick my balls bitch."

All his insults continued to make her clench, tightening the figurative coil in her more and more. Her honey coloured eyes locked with his mercury and her tongue darted out licking experimentally at the tight skin. He growled quietly again. She boldly started licking more of his ball sack, running the tip of her tongue round and round each one. His big dick continued to rest on her face as she bobbed her head down, now sucking in the whole sack and slurping on his balls. Her spit dribbled down her chin. In her orgasm-searching haze she knew she was born for this; born to suck cock. Releasing his sack from her mouth, she polished each one using the whole of her tongue. She relished the taste.

"Fuck, polish them. Fucking polish my balls!"

Mouth full, she moaned around the warm flesh and he groaned above her at the vibrations he felt. Her face was covered with pre-cum and her lipstick had stained the skin all around her mouth. He continued groaning at her filthy actions, hearing her moan as it turned her on more and more. Suddenly he pulled her hair back and her mouth popped at the loss of his flesh in it. He took in the sight of her and leered; left tit still hanging out with the bruising showing up nicely, hands bound behind her, face ruined and her legs spread with a puddle beneath her.

"Slut likes licking balls, look at her cum dripping all over the floor."

The men around her were no longer laughing. As her tormentor stepped back she could see them staring at her, eyes darting to the puddle under her, as they palmed their varying sized but all fairly large cocks- Slytherins were notorious for being dicks and being blessed with big dicks. They were masturbating to the sight of her.

Her death eater grabbed her head and tilted it up to him. Tapping on her lips with his cock he sneered, "Open up whore."

She obliged and parted her lips slightly.

"More, cunt," he grunted at her, gripping her hair and tugging at it making her wince.

The opened her mouth wide and pushed her tongue as far out as she could for good measure. Kneeling with her mouth open, tongue out and a cock resting on her lips was her favourite thing tonight so far. Her body thrummed at the filth she was forced to participate in.

"Slut is starting to learn. Look at that mouth, the number of dicks it could fit. We'll test that one day."

He threaded his fingers deeper into her curls and pulled her forward, plunging his hard cock into her warm and wet mouth. She sobbed around his cock, relieved to finally have a cock entering her. He didn't even give her a chance to adjust and started to wildly fuck her mouth, using her hair as leverage as her pulled her in and out over his cock. She ran her tongue over the slit of his dick, trying her best to pleasure the cock that she dreamt of. His manic thrusts deepened until her was fucking her throat, pounding into her mouth like it was a pussy. Hermione just took it, enjoying every thrust with obvious moans. He pushed in deep til the base touched her face and pulled out until the tip remained in her mouth before sinking back in, forcing her to participate in this savage dance over and over. His animalistic urge took over and before she knew it she was just an orifice as her whole mouth was used as a flesh-light with her body being brought back and forth in time with his thrusts, knees still digging into the ground. Her throat made crude glug glug sounds that echoed in the room for everyone to hear as he drove back and forth, her lips straining around his large cock. After a while of that, he grunted loudly and changed course now slowly bringing her deep onto his thick cock and holding her with his light pubic hair tickling her nose and throat full of cock. Her tongue rubbed against the underside of his dick and he loved it. The longer he held her the more her throat constricted around his dick and the more pleasure he felt.

"Ff-fucking whore, take it. Take my fucking cock deep in your mouth. This is what you're for. A mouth, a pussy, arsehole and tits. I'm gonna fuck the shit out of your mouth, your mouth is gonna beg for my dick after this. All you're gonna want is my pureblood cock you dirty filthy mudblood CUNT!"

Hermione's pussy was dripping and the puddle below her was getting bigger by the minute. His cock was the best thing she felt in forever. She loved the cock holding her in place, limiting her oxygen supply as she struggled to breathe through her nose. She knew if she had a cock in her forever this way, she'd die a happy woman. She could imagine herself servicing other men at work, hiding under tables whilst meetings took place and cocks invaded her mouth. Hell she could see herself sucking off all the Hogwarts staff during the feasts, naked and bound with only her mouth to freely move. Something deep inside her core triggered at the flavour of his fat cock and she couldn't get enough. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, she needed to taste him. The death eaters watching continued to pump their fists around their cocks, anticipating their turns as they watched their leader fuck the shit out of Hermione's whore mouth.

"I'm gonna cum in you whore, I'm gonna cum deep into your slutty mouth. You're gonna taste me til tomorrow by the time I'm done with you. My balls are aching to fill you, dog-whore bitch fuck. You're a fucking cum-dumpster."

He picked up the pace again, now nearing his completion. Now gripping her tits with both hands he flexed his pelvis and rammed his dick back and forth violently, intent on brutalising her mouth. Hermione had gone limp by now, tongue lolling out of her mouth as he took from her what he willed. Her mouth and his cock were covered in a combination of pre-cum and spit which dribbled down drenching her tits. He pinched and twisted her nipples hard to keep her focused. She loved the feel of his fingers bruising her tits, one exposed and one barely still covered, whilst he ravaged her mouth.

"I'm gonna cum bitch-tit mudblood, and you're gonna take it. Swallow every drop pussy-bitch."

He battered his dick deep into her throat, gripped her head again til her nose jammed against his pelvis and roared his orgasm in the dimly lit dungeon. He didn't care for her comfort when his cock exploded in her mouth as cum filled it and she struggled to swallow the thick fluid. Chest heaving Hermione took every rope of cum pulsing down her throat, the warm fluid making its way down her oesophagus. She loved the taste, she needed it all in her. The thought of an unknown Slytherin death eater cumming in her made her insides clench with desire. He continued to keep her impaled on his cock as he filled her, his appendage slightly twitching in her mouth as she swallowed. He smirked at the sight of her leaning against his leg, nose in his pubic hair and throat filled with his cock. On finishing he pulled out and rested his spent dick on her cheek.

"Bitch you missed some. I told you to swallow it all you filthy death-eater cunt, LICK IT UP NOW!" he bellowed in anger, slapping his cock against her face at each word.

Her abuser came so much a little seeped out of her mouth around his dick and dripped down her chin onto the floor. She jumped at the shout and cock-slaps, snapping out of her post-blowjob daze and scrambled to lick her lips before bending- arse up- to lick the fluid from the dirty floor. This level of degradation brought her so close to cumming.

"Lick my shoes, big tit slut."

A/N: Tell me what fantasies you want me to incorporate. I have a few of my own I'm going to include.