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WARNING: Rating M (for readers aged 16 years+). Mature language. Mature and sexually explicit content. Non-consensual. Smut. Do not read any further if you do not like these things.
Chapter two – Him
The next morning, Hermione woke with a sudden fright as she noticed a Death Eater in their robes and mask stood above her body. She stumbled to her feet as her ankles wobbled from her high heels slipping between the grit on the stone floor.
"What do you think you're doing here?" Hermione said assertively and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
The man laughed in a deep laugh. A laugh she recognised. He advanced on Hermione and walked over to her, she put her hands out to defend herself and push against his chest but his body easily overpowered her small frame. He pushed her against the cold stone wall. "You don't know how long I have waited for this" his deep dark laugh was troubling. Hermione's heart sank, she began to feel acid rising in her throat. This is it. He's going to take my virginity. She thought.
"Stop it. Stay away from me" she shouted as he took her wrists and pinned them up against the cold wall. His mask inches from her face, Hermione did the only thing she knew she could do and she quickly lifted her knee to hit him where it hurts.
He crouched in pain holding himself "ahh you stupid bitch" he spat. Hermione will all her might pushed him back and ran for the door, she pulled on the handle helplessly before falling through as the door was opened she crawled and scrambled to her feet to see Umbridge with the girls on the benches again smiling showing the girls a projection of Hermione. They were watching. This was a test.
The projection stopped. Dolores clapped her hands and the man who was in the room with Hermione grabbed her tightly, jumping on her back, holding her arms down and wrestling her to the floor. Another masked Death Eater stood over her and cast a spell to have stone hands appear from the floor and grab Hermione's hands and feet so her body was in a X position.
"Lesson ten, never say no to your master. If he wants you, you will please him and oblige" Dolores addressed the class then giggled. "Please your master Mudblood" she smiled at Hermione.
Hermione was in panic, she could not move, the more she struggled the tighter the hands gripped her. She whimpered as the Death Eater from her room again advanced on her and bent down towards her. "Shh" he said as he stroked her hair and whispered in her ear "this will only hurt a little" his deep dark laugh bore into Hermione as she grimaced whilst he stroked her panties. She had never felt so violated. She closed her eyes wishing to think of another place. Anywhere but right here and right now. The Death Eater kept his robes and mask on whilst unbuttoning his trousers to expose his very large and girthy member. Hermione clenched and her eyes scrunched as he positioned himself to enter her. She did not feel ready.
"Wait dear Sir, may I assist in ensuring she is delightful for you?" Dolores smiled at the Death Eater and she cast a spell directed towards Hermione's body. Hermione was instantly aroused, she was dripping down her thigh, her nipples peaked against the tight material of her corset made it even more erotic. Hermione had never felt like this before, not even when she snogged Ron.
The Death Eater paused at her entrance and whispered in Hermione's ear "beg me to fuck you". Hermione looked at him in shock, it forced her eyes open. "Beg" he repeated as rubbed his member up and down her wet folds making Hermione more tingly. He then rubbed it over Hermione's clit and it sent her over the edge.
"Please sir, please fuck me" she begged and whimpered as he continued to tease her.
"I am your master. Address me correctly" he stated firmly whilst continuing to rub his hard member swishing side to side over Hermione's clit.
She shook her head then let out in exasperation "master please fuck me". He obliged and pushed his member slowly into Hermione, she let out a whimper at his size, she had never felt so full. As he inched deeper and deeper it felt as if Hermione was being stretched so far she would break, he pushed passed it and some blood trickled down her thigh as he pumped in and out of her increasing in speed. The moans and whimpers leaving Hermione's mouth were involuntary, she felt as if her body had been taken over by the impirus curse, as if she was no longer in control of her body, that was until she felt this flow of tingling sensation building up bubbling inside of her core. She moaned louder and louder as her master slowed down then sped up at different points then rubbed her clit, circling it with his thumb. Hermione had never desired a feeling like this so desperately, she felt she was peaking then suddenly as he sped up his movements on her clit Hermione bucked against his hard member moaning in ecstasy. At the same time she felt a warm liquid ooze inside her and her master thrusted deeply inside her with a few groans. He then removed his wand, cast a cleaning spell. Then stood back repositioning himself.
Dolores smiled evilly and addressed the class "Lesson eleven, after pleasing your master, ensure you take your contraceptive" and she stalked over to Hermione threw the blue liquid down her neck as Hermione gulped the hands on the floor released her. "Lesson twelve, always clean yourself up after pleasing your master so you are ready for him again" Dolores gave Hermione a green vile of liquid and Hermione knocked it back. Soon she felt fresh and smelt like lilies, no longer smelling like dirty sex. Hermione's clothes were also clean again and she was redressed. Hermione stood facing the class. "Thank you for being our demonstration Mr Malfoy" Dolores said sweetly looking towards the masked man.
Malfoy? What? Hermione felt the liquid bubbling back up her throat. She looked at the man who had just deflowered her as he removed his mask.
"My pleasure. I am glad to see my mudblood's training is going well" he slowly removed his mask. Draco fucking Malfoy. That bastard. Hermione grit her teeth together to stop herself from spitting towards his ferret face.
"Ma'am have we all been assigned masters now?" a girl said looking towards Malfoy.
"What have I told you about speaking out of line?" Umbridge shouted without looking at the girl. "Mr Malfoy would you like to do the honours in helping me punish this mudblood?" Umbridge smiled. Draco shot the cruciatus curse at the girl as she slumped on the floor. Hermione's eyes glued to what was happening in front of her. Her protective lion spirit came out.
"Master please stop, you're hurting her" Hermione said using all her might to conjure a believable soft pleading voice.
"No" he replied firmly.
"Please master hurt me instead" Hermione said and threw herself to her knees for dramatic effect, she looked towards the floor in a completely submissive position Draco looked towards her.
Umbridge cleared her throat to get their attention and Draco dropped the curse. The girl was bleeding from her nose as her face hit the floor. "Lesson thirteen, never speak unless spoken to by your superiors" Umbridge nodded towards the men at the back of the room who took the girl in to the darkness. 10 left. Umbridge giggled "thank you Mr Malfoy. Your slave requires more training to ensure she is ready to please you".
Draco nodded his head and left the room. Hermione was still on her knees looking at the floor. Umbridge grabbed Hermione by the base of her hair and pulled her to stand up. "Go and sit down" she spat and Hermione walked slowly over to the benches where the other girls were sat. Dolores paced up and down the benches in front of the girls.
Hermione was lost in her thoughts as she looked down at the floor. Malfoy. Sex. Force. Umbridge. Pleasure. Malfoy. Pain. Unforgivable. Cursed. Malfoy. Blood. Malfoy. Slave. Malfoy. Master. Malfoy.
"Did you hear what I said Miss Granger?" Umbridge was stood over Hermione whilst she was sat on the bench. Hermione shook her head to awaken from her thoughts.
Continuing to look at the floor Hermione replied "sorry ma'am, I did not hear you" smack. Hermione flinched and cupped her reddening cheek.
"Lesson fourteen, always listen to your superiors, never day dream" she stated and smiled wondering back in to the centre of the room. "Time for dinner dears" the table appeared again and all the girls were sat around it, with the dishes in front of them covered by the silver covers. The girls removed the lids and Hermione winced ready for disappointment before seeing a beautiful chicken salad with roasted vegetables and rice. Her stomach growled.
"Before you start, bow your heads and thank the Lord who allowed you to be here today, in unison my dears" Umbridge smiled and began the chant, each girl slowly joining in "thank you Lord, you have allowed us this day, we will forever be grateful for your mercy to allow us to please your followers, in our rightful place as mudblood slaves to our masters, we will be obedient, we will be subservient, we will be loyal". Hermione felt herself joining in despite the fact she did not recite the words. The smell of the food was compelling her ravenous mind to obey. "Eat" Umbridge said, as the word left her mouth the girls hungrily began to eat away at their dishes. It was clear each girl was given a meal designed for a reason, girls slightly skinny were given more carbs, girls who were not toned were given more protein and everyone was given vegetables or fruit and jugs of water filled the middle of the table. Hermione enjoyed each mouthful of food. Her stomach felt content when the last piece of chicken left her plate.
After the meal Hermione was sent with the rest of the girls to the dormitory. Pink, all pink. Pink bunk beds of 3. Pink covers, pink curtains, pink carpet. It looks like Umbridge vomited in here. Hermione smirked to herself. Hermione was given the middle bed of a 3. None of the girls made eye contact with each other. No one spoke. Everyone did their own activities individually. Hermione looked at the girl on the bottom bunk and said "may I sit with you for a minute?" Hermione smiled. The girl did not respond, instead she got up and got into the bed Hermione was meant to have. Okay then, talking is a no no. Brilliant. Then a loud siren boomed in the room so loud the girls covered their ears, it was a recording of Umbridge's voice "remember girls, no talking, no looking at each other, nothing or one of you will be disposed of". Shit. Hermione put her head on the pillow, it was soft and squishy and before she knew it she had drifted off.
