The Whores. (In case you were wondering!)
Disclaimer: I still do not own any of the JKR world but this plot is mine, my own, my precious!!!! Lol.
Chapter Three- Strip.
The next day, Pansy told Hermione about their next jobs for the day. They had three clients; 1 private and 2 at the whore-house for Pansy while Hermione had to go to a private "party". They both dressed quickly, cleaned up their cuts form Gareth and got ready for the first client of the day. Another bloke.
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"Gorgeous!" Tom Jacobs cried.
He was looking at the sight of Pansy and Hermione walking down the stairs of their house, hips swaying sensually. Hermione wearing a green crop top-cut so low, yellow lace was poking out- and a pair of blue micro-shorts. Pansy in a pink lacy bra and thong visible through a clear dress. They walked over to him and pushed him onto the sofa.
"What do you want from us sire?" They asked in unison.
Tom grabbed Hermione, ripped off her shorts and thong and sat her down on the arm of the chair and pried her legs apart. He told her to stay there and positioned Pansy underneath her. He moved Pansy's dress up and took of her thong. He lay on top of Pansy and began to thrust into her. He reached to Hermione and thrust three into her. She screamed in surprise and fell off the chair. He ordered her to climb onto Pansy's face. She did so and he began thrusting his fingers into her again. She moaned loudly when Pansy's nose began to nudge her clit. She came quickly and the other two followed.
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The music playing was Chicago; All that Jazz and they place was filled with yelling from the three or four men in the room. They were crowded around a short stage and in the centre, was Hermione. All that could be seen off her body was a long black coat and shiny, brown boots. As the lyrics started she started to pull off her coat and revealed a white blouse pulling tightly across her large chest. You could see her black bra through it, it was such thin material. Her short black mini skirt rode up showing her thong and the men grinned. She climbed off the stage and strode over to one man who was seated nearest to her and she ground her arse onto his crotch. She turned to face him and started to kiss him passionately, and undoeing his shirt buttons. She ripped off her skirt and shirt and swayed over to another man. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips. He stroked her skin and played with the hem of the thong. She bent backwards and he placed kisses down her stomach. She pulled up again and moved away from him. As she walked over to the next bloke she removed her bra releasing her D cup breasts. Reaching him she pushed him to the floor and began rubbing herself up and down his clothed body, her breasts bouncing with the momentum. He could feel the wetness through her thong and his boner poked up further, begging for some attention. She squeezed his dick then got off him. He stood back up to see her removing her thong and walking to the stage again. Placing one foot on the stage she beckoned to the guy who'd been crawling along the floor towards her and he went beneath her legs and began licking at her. Her legs buckled and she slid down onto the floor. He carried on probing her with his tongue and added a finger. The other three moved over to them and began. One slid under her and began to thrust into her arse, one straddled her face and started to thrust into her mouth as deeply as possibly and the last one viciously attacked her breasts. Hermione came several times before the men did but finally they ceased and just lay there panting on the floor, Hermione crushed beneath them.
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Chapter 4- Dreams
"Where am I?" Hermione murmured, sitting up from underneath a black blanket.
A note slid underneath her door reading "I'll look after you, but I'm your master. You have to do what I say or I'll kill your family AND you. I can hear everything you say and see everything you do. Do you understand?"
"O-ok" the ten year old Hermione stammered.
Another note: "I have clothes for you and I will be teaching you in my arts. You will have a teacher. I'll give you your training outfit now. Put it all on."
And sure enough, a parcel was pushed under the door. Upon opening it, Hermione found a few white bras, white knickers, a see-through green tie skirt and a corset top. A confused Hermione put the clothes on and said "What now master?"
"Go to sleep and tomorrow we'll start your training tomorrow" The note read.
"Training for what?"
"You'll see."
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Hermione woke panting heavily.
"It was just a dream. You're not his anymore." She said to herself before lying back down.
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"Let me get something to eat." A 14 year old Hermione said.
"Ok" Draco replied. He sat up to see her grab an apple from her bag.
"Don't you want something more… filling?" He asked.
"No. This is all I'm allowed to eat. My master says I'll get fat otherwise." Hermione replied quietly.
"What?! Your master?" Draco yelled
"No. I mean- well, yes. No! I don't know!"
Draco stood up and grabbed her arms. "Is someone making you do this?I love you Hermione, don't let someone make you do this. Hermione?" He said quietly.
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Hermione woke up to the sound of a telephone. She sat up and grabbed it.
"Hello?" she answered groggily.
"I think I'll pop round for a visit today pet." Said the hushed voice of Gareth.
"O-ok, master." Hermione whispered, barely audible.
He laughed. "Good. Now, I want you to be dressed and ready to perfection. And if I don't like it, you'll be punished. Ok kitten?" He said sweetly.
"Ok. I understand" Hermione said.
"I'll be round at three. Ok?"
"Yes" and with that the phone disconnected. Hermione put the phone back down, looked at the time and got up. Putting on her dressing gown, she went out of her room to wake up Pansy.
After a rushed brunch, the two ran around Gareth's bedroom cleaning and rearranging. At half past two, they got dressed into the best outfits they could find.
Hermione put on a dark red leather bra and matching lace, tie up thong. Over that she put on a pink and black ra-ra, mini-skirt and red vest top. On her feet were black, heeled, suede platform boots. Pansy was wearing a green lace bra and a black skirted thong. She wore an emerald silk kimono that reached her mid-thigh and put a white under bust corset over the top and green platform stilettos on her feet. They both wore matching trench coats over the top and their hair and make up was done to perfection. They looked perfect.
At three, the doors burst open and Gareth strolled in. He was obviously pissed out of his mind. The two girls led him upstairs and into his bedroom.
"What have you go planned for me today you whores?" He slurred.
"Wait and see" said Pansy huskily. She pulled of his trousers and his boxers and sat him on the sofa opposite the stage. The two went up on stage and said in unison "We will each perform a show for you and whichever you liked best, you get to do whatever you like with. The loser has to watch you and then you can cause her pain in any way you like. During the show, you can do what you like with the girl or with yourself but you can't leave the sofa. Ok?" He nodded eagerly.
Let the shows begin!
Hermione walked on stage and began to sway. Her hands travelled over her body and caressed every part of her. She finally undid the buckle of the coat and let it fall to the floor. She went to the pole in the middle and put her legs both sides of it and began to swing round it she rubbed up and down on it and swayed. She put her leg up and rubbed her wet pants up and down the pole, moaning in pleasure. She moved away and saw Gareth rubbing his shaft hard. She pulled her top up slowly revealing her creamy skin at a tantalizing pace. When it was off, she threw it to Gareth who sniffed it and started rubbing it on his boner. She swayed over to him and sat on his knee. She bent forward to him and he began suckling at her skin just above her bra. She moaned and started moving on his knee. Feeling her warm, wet knickers rubbing on his bare knee made his shaft all the harder. Hermione got off him and wandered round to the back of the sofa. She put her hands either side of his head and lifted her body. She straddled across the back of the seat so her vagina was just above his head. He turned his head upwards and grinned eagerly. He reached up and began to stroke the inner skin of her thigh. She squirmed and moved down towards his face. When her vagina was on his forehead, she felt his hands pull of the skirt and untie the thong. She pulled it off and began moving down his face. She felt his tongue out and waiting for her at his mouth and she moved her hands to his thighs so she could balance there. He opened his mouth over her vagina and began to kiss it and started practically frenching her nether lips. She bucked and he moved his hands to unclasp her bra. Her clothes lay around his dick and it looked ready to burst. In a matter of moments, she came, straight in his mouth and the taste made him come. All over her clothes. She climbed off carefully, kissed his dick and collected her clothes. Slowly, she put them on and began licking of the cum. Gareth drooled and snapped his head to Pansy who was now on stage.
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"Who's won Master?" said a panting Pansy.
"Well, Hermione. She tastes so damn good. Maybe it's because she's related to me. Even if it is just by marriage."
"Ok. You may do with me as you wish sire." Hermione said, licking her lips.
He smirked and moved over to her. He grabbed her and ripped off her soaked clothes. He pushed her on the bed and began licking and sucking at her skin. He bit her nipples and drew hearts around them with her blood. He licked down her middle and sucked at the skin just above her hair leaving a hickey. He carried on down and started licking all the way down one leg then the other. He sat up and observed his handy work. He grabbed her leg and shoved it above her head so she was sort of doing the splits. He pushed her arms up too and grabbed a roll of Gaffer tape. He strapped them together, holding her leg up. He then started to thrust into her, pushing as hard as he could. When he came, he picked her up and lifted her over to the chains she knew so well. He locked up her wrists as well as he could and tied her ankle to the chains on her wrists so she was well and truly stuck.
"You remember this part don't you?" Gareth smirked at her.
She nodded and groaned. He went to the chest and pulled out a bulldog clip and attached it to one of her folds and fastened another one to the other side. She whimpered and he pulled out the roll of tape again, ripped of a bit and stuck it over her mouth so she couldn't speak. He grabbed a pole and started thrusting it up her vagina. He thrust it up so hard and fast, Hermione was sure she heard something break. He pulled it out and grabbed his knife. He put it to her neck and made a tiny prick.
"Just a bit this time sugar. I leave you now but here's a present." He laughed.
He grabbed the pole again and shoved it up as far as he could. He propped it up so it couldn't be knocked out. Hermione squirmed; trying to get into a better position but it just went up further and made her scream into the gag.
Gareth grabbed Pansy and chained her up too. He picked his knife back up and began to carve patterns all over her skin. When he was happy, he pulled her legs up and chained them to a second pair of chains so she was straddled across the wall. He grinned and grabbed a huge dildo. He began ramming it up hard and fast. She came quickly and he threw it aside. He grabbed more clamps and attached them to her nipples and one to her clit. She cried out and he started shoving four of his fingers in her and she squirmed and cried. He thrust in his knife and began cutting at her flesh. She screamed and yelled as blood trickled down her thighs. He smiled.
"That's it for now my angel's. I'll be back soon. But only for one of you. I'll choose soon. Goodnight for now my sweethearts." He growled softly. He put the key between Hermione's toes on her free foot and left.
After he left, Hermione tried to move to get the keys. She gave up after a moment. Looking over at Pansy, she realised she was unconscious.
"Great" She moaned.
A/N. Would you like more of a plot or just carry on with lots and lots and lots of sex? Please tell me!!!
Anyway, there is your update. I'll try and get another one done soon. Got nothing else to do over Christmas. Feel free to review or just send me a message and we can chat about random things or whatever. Translation: I am very hyper and drunk so you'd better review!!!!
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