Harry grinned as he approached Hermione's bedroom the next morning.
"Good morning, Pet!" he greeted her as he entered the room, and he was immediately hit with a strong scent of the girl's juices, and of sperm and sweat.
Hermione, tied spread eagle to the bed, slightly lifted her head and looked up at him with unseeing eyes. The cum that had covered her face and upper body had dried up during the night, leaving behind a white sticky crust.
"Mmmhhpppff mmhhmm mmmhhh!" she weakly moaned into the red ball gag that filled her mouth.
The ends of the dildo and the butt plug were protruding from her pussy and arse. Sweat covered her entire body, and the sheets under her were soaked with her sweat and her juices. Around her bottom on the mattress, there was a small puddle of pussy juices and cum that had seeped from her overstimulated cunt.
Much to her own surprise, Hermione had actually found a few hours of restless sleep that night, even when the pain from her stretched out holes and the pulsating clamps on her nipples and clit had always woken her up again soon, and the pleasure caused by all the toys' vibrations had then kept her awake for long times before she drifted off into slumber again. She could only hope that she would finally be allowed release now.
Harry slid out of his pyjama pants and climbed on the bed, straddling her chest.
"I'm sure you're having fun, but I don't want to deprive you of your daily dose of cum for breakfast." he informed her, hovering his cock above her messy face. "So, I will remove the gag, but I don't want to hear you beg. The only thing you'll do is open your mouth and suck me off, is that understood?"
Hermione nodded weakly, and Harry pulled the ball gag from her mouth. The girl immediately wrapped her lips around his shaft and whirled her tongue over the sensitive tip of his cock before deepthroating him to her fullest.
Harry closed his eyes and simply enjoyed the sensations of his perfect little cocksucker servicing him with expert movements. She had gotten much training in pleasuring him with her mouth in the last weeks, and she had only gotten more skilled at it every day. Harry didn't believe that there existed any girl who was more skilled at giving head than his well-trained slutty slave.
After a few minutes, he felt his balls tighten as his climax approached.
"Here it comes!" he yelled as he began spurting his seed into the girl's mouth. "Here comes your morning treat! Suck it all out of my cock and swallow it all, and don't waste a drop!"
Hermione tightened her lips around Harry's shaft and sucked harder as her mouth was flooded with sperm, and she gulped down one mouthful after another until the cock in her mouth finally stopped pulsating. She continued to suck him until she had squeezed the last drops of cum from Harry's cock, and she dutifully swallowed down everything. With her mind addled with pain and pleasure, she didn't even mind it any longer, and she felt almost excited about having succeeded in bringing pleasure to her Master.
"Perfect, Pet!" Harry groaned happily as he slid his cock out of the girl's mouth.
"OOhhh! Master--" Hermione moaned, but she quickly stopped herself.
"Do you have anything to say?" Harry asked.
Hermione hesitated. She wanted to beg to be allowed to cum, but she was afraid to ask after what he had said before.
"No--oohhh." she moaned weakly.
"Because it sounded as if you wanted to say something."
"No." Hermione whimpered quickly, trying to assure him. "Only--only thank you, Master, for cumming in my mouth and letting me swallow your cum."
"Well, you're welcome." Harry smirked, amused by her excuse. "As a reward for you, I think I'll increase the vibration of the toys a bit, what do you think?"
"But--"
"No no no, I said no begging!" Harry interrupted her and pushed the ball gag back in her mouth.
Hermione moaned desperately as Harry stood up from the bed.
"Now, I'll go have breakfast." he told her, and her eyes widened at him. She couldn't believe that he would leave her alone again. "I'll fetch you something to eat, too. In the meantime..."
Harry walked to the nightstand where the control amulet of the toys was lying. He tipped his wand twice on the upper right rune of the amulet, increasing the vibrations of the toys from the lowest to the highest setting.
"Enjoy!" he said and turned to leave the room, just as Hermione began to scream when the sensations hit her as the dildo paced up its movements against the sensitive folds of her cunt, the plug in her arse started pumping faster, and the vibrations of the two toys as well as of the clamps on her clit and her nipples increased tenfold.
"MMHHHMMMPPPFFF MMMMPPFFF MMMHHHMMM!" she creamed into the gag, but Harry only laughed as he closed the door behind him.
~~~
Harry had a lazy breakfast in the Great Hall and then picked up some sandwiches for Hermione before he returned to his chambers.
Hermione didn't even notice him as he entered her bedroom. She was writhing around on the bed, moaning and sobbing, completely beside herself. Fresh tears were running down her messy face.
Harry enjoyed the sight of her while he undressed before he approached her.
"Don't move." he told her as he leaned over her, and only now the girl blinked and realised that he had returned.
Harry opened the cuffs on her wrists and her ankles, but Hermione lay unmoving even when she was no longer bound. She only squirmed weakly and wriggled her hips and continued giving off weak moans.
Her hair, face, and boobs were matted with dried cum, and the mattress where she lay was soaked with sperm, pussy juice, and sweat. Harry decided that he needed to clean up her and the bed for what he wanted to do next, and he cast several scourgify charms.
Hermione didn't even notice when the mess on her body vanished, too lost in the sensations of pleasure and pain coming from the toys on and inside her.
"Pet!" Harry said loudly as he climbed on the bed.
Hermione blinked several times, focusing her attention back at him as he lay down on the mattress.
"Sit up, crawl over me and ride my cock!" Harry commanded her, eager with anticipation.
It took the brunette a moment to process what he had said, but then she nodded weakly and straddled him. She glanced down at the dildo that was protruding from her pussy and gave Harry a questioning look.
"Yes, remove it, and then get on my cock!" Harry told her.
Hermione whimpered as she removed the toy from her sopping wet pussy and then immediately reached for his cock, aligned him with her entrance, and impaled herself on his stiff shaft.
Her slick inner walls were squeezing down on his member, and Harry felt as if he was in heaven. The girl began moving her hips faster, moaning wantonly as she rolled her hips back and forth, rapidly moving her tight pussy up and down on his throbbing cock. The pumping butt plug in her arse added to the tightness and to Harry's enjoyment.
"Lean forward!" Harry said, and as the girl bent over him, he reached up and quickly pulled the ball gag out of her mouth.
"Master! Master, pleeeaaase!" Hermione moaned desperately as she continued to ride him.
"Soon." Harry said and reached for her breasts and began fondling her. "When I cum inside you, you'll get to cum, too."
"Ohhh, yees, Master!" Hermione moaned. "Thank you! Ooooohhhh!"
She moved her hips even faster and tried to clench her pussy even tighter, desperate to finally find release.
When Harry felt his climax approaching, he put his hands on her nipple clamps and tugged at them, eliciting some pained squeaks from his slave.
Harry felt the pressure in his balls build and finally his slave's clenching pussy sent him over the edge.
"Cum!" he yelled just as he released the first spurt of cum deep into his slave's pussy, and at the same time he opened the clamps around her nipples, threw the clamps aside and twisted her sore nipples with his hands.
"AAHHH! OH MY GOOOOD! FUCK! YES YES YES YEEEEEEES!" Hermione screamed as after twelve hours of being kept almost constantly on the edge, she was finally hit by the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. "FUUUUUCK! YEEEEES!"
She was squirting pussy juices everywhere, and Harry, too, was almost overwhelmed by the sensations of the girl's impossibly tight pussy milking his cock of every last drop of cum.
While she was still orgasming around his cock, Harry quickly let go of her nipples and moved his hands lower. He opened the clamp on her clit, immediately giving her fleshy pearl a forceful squeeze when she was freed. The contractions of her inner walls around him that had just started to become less intense immediately returned to full force as she orgasmed again.
"OOOOHHHH GOD! YES MASTER! FUCK! YES YES YEEEES!"
Harry kept pinching her clit, and she just kept on cumming on his cock, even when he had long since emptied his balls entirely inside her womb. His crotch and the mattress below him were completely drenched with pussy juices, and she kept on squirting still.
One orgasm blended into another, and Hermione felt that she was losing her mind to the pleasure. Every time her orgasm rescinded, Harry pinched her clit again, sending her right back over the edge.
After several minutes of orgasming non-stop, her body finally gave out. With a last deep moan, her eyes rolled back in head before she slumped sideways, her hips still gyrating on the cock inside her until Harry slid out of her, and she came to rest lying on her side on the mattress, unconscious. Even with her out of it, her pussy was still quivering, seeping cum and her juices with every pulse.
Feeling spent himself, Harry chuckled lowly at the sight and what had happened. He reached for the amulet on the nightstand to turn off the vibrations of the plug that remained in her arse. Then, he just lay next to Hermione, affectionately stroking her sides and playing with her nipples while she was out of it.
It was almost ten minutes later when the girl sucked in a startled breath and blinked her eyes open.
She caught his gaze and gave him a dazed smile before she schooled her features and looked at him with a more neutral expression, concerned what he might do to her next.
"Well, are you alright?" Harry asked the girl with a smile.
She nodded uncertainly.
"You want to do this again?" he asked.
She blushed, and Harry grinned. He knew that the answer was Yes, even when she was too shy or too proud to admit it. Well, he would make sure that she would be granted her wish soon. This had been fun for him, too.
~~~
Harry let her recover for a while longer before he told Hermione to get up and join him in the shower.
He told her to remove the anal plug for the duration of the shower, and Hermione hissed in pain as she removed the toy and laid it aside. After they had gotten cleaned up, Harry instructed the girl to take the healing potion that would tighten her holes again and heal any numbness due to over-stimulation. It only took a few minutes for the potion to take effect, and Hermione sighed contently at the warm tingling in her private parts as she was healed.
"Put the plug back in." Harry commanded next. "Feel free to lick it first if you need some lubricant."
Hermione groaned and looked wearily at the toy. While the cleaning charms on the plug seemed to be working, she didn't fancy putting the toy in her mouth after it had been in her arse for almost an entire day. But she knew that the pain would be much worse otherwise, especially with her holes tightened again by the healing potion.
Harry watched with a grin as his slave reluctantly reached for the toy and brought it to her mouth, grimacing as she started to lick it and coat it with her saliva. His grin widened when she lowered the toy and moved it between her bottom cheeks, pressing it against her anus and slowly pushing forward.
Hermione whimpered softly as her arse was stretched painfully again. She remembered how Harry had told her that she would always have to keep her arse stretched from now on. She knew that there would be no respite for her poor arse any time soon. With the healing potion keeping her holes tight, she wouldn't even get accustomed to the plug. The plug would always be inside her, painfully stretching her anus and moving inside her with every movement, always reminding her of her new place in life and that her body and her holes now were for her Master to do with as he pleased.
"Enjoying it?" Harry asked with a smirk.
"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master." Hermione replied, breathing heavily. She knew that a good little slut had to appreciate having her holes filled, be it by a cock or by toys. It was her duty to be grateful for this, no matter the pain and humiliation.
"Great! Let's find you something to get dressed." Harry said.
In her room, Harry looked through her closet and decided to hand Hermione a skimpy bathrobe that they had bought the day before. It was made of sheer silk, allowing her breasts and nipples to remain visible, and it only reached a few inches over her thighs. When they settled down on the couch in the living room, her pussy and arse weren't covered at all. Hermione didn't even attempt to cover herself as she knew it would be futile when she sat down sideways, careful not to put any pressure on the butt plug protruding from her arse.
Harry gave her some appreciative glances but he also sat down and began reading a Defence textbook for the tournament. Hermione, in the meantime, hungrily ate the sandwiches he had brought for her before she curled up on the couch with a book in her lap. She started to read it but dozed off soon after, exhausted from her restless night. Harry let her sleep, knowing that she needed the rest.
Hermione slept until it was time for lunch, and she quickly changed into her school robes before they went down to the Great Hall. After lunch, they returned to their chambers and she donned the skimpy bathrobe again. Despite the temptation her outfit provided, Harry decided to focus on their spell practice and their school work in the afternoon. He decided to give his slave a break for the moment.
However, she was still under orders to keep herself aroused and her pussy wet at all times, and Harry enjoyed the sight of her pink, moist pussy that was never quite covered by the silken bathrobe. Every few minutes, Hermione would reach between her legs and pinch her clit or rub her folds a few times to keep herself wet and ready for her Master's cock. She wasn't desperate for release like in the morning, but horny as she was, she would be very happy and eager to finally have her pussy fucked again.
Before they left their chambers to have dinner, Harry couldn't take it any longer and ordered his slave to blow him again. While Hermione sucked him off, he ordered her to keep on playing with herself, but he didn't allow her to orgasm even when she expertly brought him to his climax nor when she had dutifully swallowed his sperm.
Instead, he just told her to get dressed again so that they could leave for dinner. After dinner, they retired to their quarters again. It was still a few hours until Harry had to meet with Hagrid. He was a bit nervous about what he might learn and was tempted to distract himself with his slave, but he also felt that they had some more serious things to discuss. He still told Hermione to get out of her school robes again. At least he would have a nice view for the heavy discussion.
"I think we should talk about what to do about Dumbledore and Snape." he told Hermione when she sat down on the couch next to him in her bathrobe. It was the first time the topic was mentioned after Hermione had learnt the truth about Dumbledore two days earlier.
"Yes, Master." Hermione agreed, and Harry was surprised by the determined look in her eyes.
"What do you think we should do?" he asked her, curious about her thoughts on the matter.
"I'm loyal to you, Master. I will support you in whatever you decide to do. And I think they should pay for what they did and for what they're still attempting to do."
"Really?" Harry's eyebrows rose at that. He was pleasantly surprised by her answer.
But for Hermione it was simple. Her trust in authority was well and truly shattered after she had seen Harry's memories and had thought about it some more. She felt betrayed by Dumbledore and the wizarding world in general. In a sense, Dumbledore was responsible for what had happened to her as much or even more than Harry was, after the headmaster had pushed Harry too far. Everyone had a breaking point, and Harry had reached his.
She had loved Harry before all of this had happened, and she couldn't help but feel some affection for him still, even now. And the way he treated her in those moments when he was more affectionate with her led her to believe that he still felt some love for her, too, even if it was somewhat twisted by his broken state. And even if she would never have admitted it, she had come to very much enjoy many things they had done, even when she disliked other parts of it and disliked her enslavement on principle.
But in the end, she knew that her place was at Harry's side, no matter what had happened. And she wanted revenge against the headmaster as much as he did.
"Yes, really, Master." she affirmed with determination.
"Even if we kill them?"
"It would be difficult and dangerous. But it might be the only way." she said.
Harry nodded. "Even if we could prove what Dumbledore did, we can't trust the Ministry to help us. They're too corrupt to do anything."
"And he's Albus Dumbledore. He'd never get convicted." Hermione added.
"Snape has to go, too." Harry said.
"Yes. Anyone else?" she asked.
"McGonagall?" Harry wondered. "Though I don't think she's in on it."
"Probably not." the girl agreed.
"But Moody, maybe." Harry speculated.
"Depending on how we do it, he might also try to stopp us or might discover what we're doing." Hermione said. "He's a legendary Auror. He would be a threat for us."
"And he's a friend of Dumbledore. He might be in on it." Harry said.
"Yes. And, also, his eye--" Hermione muttered.
"What?" he asked.
"Moody also might suspect things about us. He was giving me strange looks in our last lessons. I--I think he might be able to look through clothes with his magical eye."
Harry scowled. No one but he was allowed to look at his slave!
"We'll kill him too" he promised.
"But how?" Hermione asked.
"We would have the element of surprise." Harry pondered. "I have my invisibility cloak. I could attack them from behind when they're alone and unaware?"
"Master... I'm sorry, but... I think we need more than that." Hermione said hesitantly.
"I agree." Harry said. "But we shouldn't give them too much time to come up with new plans against me and us. The safest course of action would be to move fast and strike with surprise."
"We will come up with something soon. But if we don't plan and prepare everything, that could easily be even worse for us."
"You're right." Harry said. "And before that, I have to survive the first task. After the task, we will start planning."
They talked about it some more, coming up with ideas, but in the end, Harry knew that it wasn't a problem they could solve right now. Him surviving the first task had to take priority for now.
And for that, he needed to find out more about the task first. The meeting with Hagrid would hopefully help him with that.
"I'll have to go to Hagrid's soon." he told Hermione when he noted the time.
Harry got up from the couch and fetched his Invisibility Cloak.
Before he left, he turned towards his slave. "You've been very good today. I think you deserve to be rewarded for that."
Hermione perked up at that, looking at him expectantly.
"When I come back, I want you lying on the bed, playing with yourself, keeping yourself wet and ready for me." Harry instructed her. "And when I'm back, you'll get your reward."
"Yes, Master." Hermione replied eagerly and Harry turned around and left the room under his cloak.
~~~
A few minutes later, Harry followed Hagrid and Madame Maxime into the Forbidden Forrest. He wondered what he was doing there, but after a long walk, they reached a clearing in the forest that was bustling with activity.
Harry first saw the people and the enclosures. Then he heard the roars. And then he saw the dragons.
Well, fuck.
~~~
Harry was still a bit pale when he returned to the castle and made his way back to his quarters.
He entered his quarters and his mood perked up slightly when, in the bedroom, he was greeted by the sight of his naked slave lying on the bed with her legs spread widely apart, masturbating with several fingers pumping inside her sopping wet pussy and her other hand rubbing her clit.
Still, he only managed a weak smile at her, and Hermione immediately saw that something was wrong.
"What is it, Master?" she asked worriedly, halting her movements.
Harry was surprised by the genuine worry in her voice as he sat down on the bed.
"Dragons." he said. "The first task is dragons. I have to get past a dragon."
Hermione's eyes widened at that and she paled considerably.
"Well, I suppose it's good news for you." Harry sighed. "With any luck, at least you'll soon be free again."
"Master... Harry... please don't say this," Hermione whispered and crawled towards him on the bed. "Despite what you did, I don't want you to get hurt."
"Well, I will give them a fight." Harry promised. "But I don't know with what spells I could win against a dragon. Maybe--I don't know--maybe..."
"Not now." Hermione whispered softly, trying to offer him what comfort she could. "We'll find something. I promise. But not today. It's late, and you need to relax."
She coaxed him onto the bed and slowly began undressing him with sensual movements.
"Let me take care of you." she said lowly as she unbuttoned his shirt and then divested him of his trousers.
When he was naked, she knelt down between his thighs, lowering her head onto his cock. She wrapped her lips around his stiff member and began servicing him with her mouth.
Harry lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, his troubles almost forgotten. A few very pleasurable minutes later, he came in the girl's mouth, shooting many spurts of cum deep into her throat, but Hermione just kept on bobbing her head on him even when he was spent. Slowly, to the exquisite sensations of his expert little cocksucker pleasuring him, he drifted off into a calm sleep. The dragons could wait until tomorrow.
