''Alright then, I know something nice to start with'' He said, smirking at her.

''And what is that?'' She asked, curious but also afraid of what he was about to say.

''I think I'll just start your punishment for spying on me, right now''

''What? What kind of punishment?'' Hermione asked desperately. Malfoy kept quiet and just stared at her with a creepy smirk. She saw him thinking about what to do with her.

''Malfoy, what are you gonna do to me?!'' She started getting scared, Malfoy could see it, and liked it. 'What will he do to me? Will he beat me? Or will he let me starve so that I nearly die? Maybe he'll crucio me again' Thinking about the pain that she had went through a couple of minutes ago, she shivered. She felt her muscles still hurt a lot because of it, and she could remember the minute of pain clearly.

''What did you just call me? Did you even pay the slightest bit of attention?'' Malfoy walked closer to where Hermione lay on the bed. Remembering what he had told her about her calling him master, she became angry, probably more angry than she had been when she had hit him in the face in their third year at Hogwart.

''Malfoy, I'll stay here, but I'll never call you my master'' She spat at him, saying the word master as if it was the most disgusting thing she had ever had to say. ''You will never be my master and I will never be your slave. You're disgusting! Just let me out of the cuffs, right now!''

Now standing inches away from her, he said: ''That wasn't a very smart thing to say, you know? You're the one in cuffs, and all I have to do is this'' at the last word, he slapped her in the face as hard as he could, leaving a bright red mark on her face. Her head was still lying on the left side of the bed, hurting too much to move.

''Now, how about you start having some respect for me, than maybe your punishment will be a little less painful'' He grabbed her chin and jerked her face towards him, so that she was forced to stare into his icy eyes.

''How dare you! Hitting a defenseless girl! You fucking asshole!'' She started wriggling, trying to move away from him, even trying to kick him away from her. Everything she tried was useless, she just didn't have enough strenght to kick him, to come close enough to him. She just wanted to hurt or at least annoy him so badly, she had to do something. He looked into her eyes, as if trying to read her thoughts, which obviously didn't work out, because before he realised what she was thinking about, she had already spit in his face.

She saw his face become harsh, and he started to breath heavily. He wiped away the spit, and mumbled some spell which Hermione couldn't hear. Then, at once, the handcuffs started moving. They somehow managed to get out from between the bedposts without releasing Hermione, and moved to the end of the bed. Hermione's hands were still in the cuffs, which made it really hard for Hermione to stay on her feet while being pulled somewhere else.

The cuffs halted high above her head, so that Hermione had to stand on her tiptoes.

Malfoy walked towards her, jerked her arms down, and uncuffed them. She knew he couldn't be letting her go after what she had just done, which made her unsure of what he was about to do.

Again he jerked her arms away, putting them back in the cuffs on her back. He pulled her arms up, so that her shoulders hurted too much to keep standing like that, which made her kneel down in front of the bed.

Malfoy walked over to another corner of the room, which made Hermione unable to see what he was doing. All she could hear was something that sounded like a box opening, and something getting pulled out of it. When she finally heard him walking back over to her, she didn't want to know what he had taken back with him.

She felt the warmth of his body on her back, which she was surprised of that he had any warmth. She closed her eyes. She didn't want to see what was about to happen, she didn't want to hear it, she didn't want to know it, she just didn't want to be with Malfoy. With Malfoy, in his room, all alone. He thought he was her master because he had kidnapped her. What an idiot! How could he possibly think that was normal? 'Well,' She thought 'at least he didn't hand me over to Voldemort, cause if he would, I'd already be dead by now'.

She would've probably liked to have thought more about the subject, but was humiliatingly interrupted by Malfoy, who had just whispered a spell which made her dress disappear, leaving her in her red panties and black/red lacy bra. 'WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING' She thought, almost screaming at Malfoy, but she decided against making him more angry, and just waited, hoping he wouldn't do anything more humiliating to her.

''I'm just preparing you, sweet Hermione'' He said, as though he had read her mind, his smirk still on his face.

''Wouldn't want to spoil that nice dress you had on, right?'' She thought a while about what he meant with spoiling her dress, but couldn't figure it out. She slowly looked over her shoulder at Malfoy. She immediately understood what he had meant.

Once again she looked at him. He had leather gloves on his hands, and in his hands, he wasn't holding his wand, but was instead holding a whip. It was one metre long and two milimetre thick, which made it the ultimate torturing device. She saw him watching her back, which was perfectly tanned, and was still so beautifully normal.

''These are the rules'' Malfoy said, still standing behind her. ''First, I whip you 10 times, which you may count out loud for yourself. If you do not count one out loud, you will get two more whiplashes. After those 10 whiplashes, I will ask you who you master is. If you do not answer me the way I want you to answer me, you'll get another whip. There isn't a limit in time or whips, cause I can go on until your whole back is open. We'll see if I can transform you into a good slave''

She hated him so much right now. She wished she had still had her wand, cause if she had, she would've crucioed the hell out of him. She stood up and wanted to turn around to kick Malfoy in his balls, but was harshly pushed back on the ground again before she could even turn around to look at Malfoy.

''I will never, ever call you Master you sickening ferret!'' She screamed, her voice cracking from fear and anger.

''Alright then, I think we're gonna have some fun tonight''

Author's note:

Sorry there was still no torturing in this chapter, but there will be in the next chapter :)

I hope that you liked this chapter, even though there isn't a lot of action in it.

And again sorry for taking so long to update. Also, there might've been a couple of grammar/spelling mistakes in my story, cause I'm not english or american, but I'm trying :)

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