(Warning: This chapter is a lot darker then the last one. More MC, Dom, and the illusiton to M/M stuff that was not suggested in the other chapters. You've been warned, I own nothing: Enjoy)
The Annual Prefect Party
It was the end of Fifth Year.
Hermione and Ron were walking towards the Prefect bathroom. They were packed, they just wanted to leave and be supportive of the grieving Harry, but they had one more duty to perform. One last task as the new Gryfyndor Prefects.
Everyone else in the castle was packing up, but the Prefects had an annual tradition. It was well known among the Prefects, but it was kept quiet among the other students. Only Prefects knew about this...
When Ron was still on good terms with his brother, Percy told him about the final Prefect Party. Percy had told Ron that those last few years, when Gryfyndor had won the house cup, those short parties were the greatest times of his life. Ron rolled his eyes at that, assuming that they were going to be filing things, or doing other boring tasks that Percy, the snot, liked to do. But still, Percy met his girlfriend as a prefect, and as Ron looked towards Hermione, he could not help but wonder about what might grow between them.
In their fourth year, Ron had been awkward as his friend Hermione had awoken sexually, and at times he had been awful to her. This year, as the two of them tried to be supportive to their friend Harry, who was borderline depressed, Ron felt that the two of them had become connected. Ron did not just like Hermione as a friend anymore. Ron wanted Hermione. Ron wanted to be around her, to be near her. Hermione, now as beautiful to Ron in her robes as she was in a ball gown, had bewitched his every thought. Just feeling her warmth, her breath, her scent, It made Ron hope that he could be worthy to one day take things further with the brilliant and breathtaking young Witch.
"Well, Ronald Weasley..." Hermione turned to her friend, "Let's just get this done with. Even I can't stand being a prefect at a time like this..."
That made Ron laugh, and seeing Hermione's smile Ron then blushed.
"I know Hermione...I know...I'm worried about Harry too. Let's just say our goodbyes, you can sock that Git Malfoy in the face again, and get on the train."
Ron was excited to see that he got a laugh from Hermione. They were in this together.
Using a spell they have been given from the older Gryfyndor Prefects, their robes changed to a thin robe one would wear at a spa. Underneath these robes, was only the most basic of swimwear.
They made sure no one was looking and they entered the bathroom. Magically, it had changed to be more of a spa, with large golden floors surrounded by warm mist. They were the last one's there. The Older prefects were on one side of the large golden room, and the other fifth year prefects all stood together. Hermione and Ron saw their contemporaries, and silently walked toward them.
Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbot were the Hufflepuff prefects. Ernie was always a bit annoying, but the Gryfyndor's trusted him. Hannah was one of the hottest girls in their year. She was tall, blond, and had the biggest breasts of all the girls, Ron had to admit to his shame. Ron and Hermione liked both prefects, even though they did not socialize with them during the year.
Padma Patil and Anthony Goldstein, the Ravenclaw prefects, were a bit closer with the pair. Anthony was a good guy all year, and as a Half-Blood, he hated the Slytherins just as much as they did. Padma and Hermione had become closer friends this year thanks to the DA. While her twin sister Parvati was often thought of as the prettier of the twins, Padma's assets were bigger, particularly her larger ass.
Then there were the Slytherins. Draco Malfoy and his loyal girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson. Draco, the blond boy was a pureblood snake. He was always rude, always cruel and the other prefects despised him. Pansy was no better. Pansy was pretty, in a dark and slutty sort of way. But even having a killer body did not make the boys dislike her less. She was always on Draco's arm, always mean and just as cruel and stuck up as the Slytherin men. Draco and Pansy were in green robes rather than the school robes. Draco's hand was around Pansy, the girl leaning into her boyfriend's side. As always, they were looking smug, and looked as though they were better than all they surveyed.
Granted, in this moment, Draco and Pansy had one reason to be smug. Slytherin had just won the house cup. Decorated throughout the school, and even throughout the golden bathroom, the green and silver flags flew. Unlike the past years at Hogwarts, Slytherins were the champions of the school. Much of that had to do with Draco's own actions. As a corrupted prefect this year, Draco had managed to drain the points of all the other houses, and enhance his own. Under the supervision of the High Inquisitor, there was almost nothing Malfoy and his cohorts could not get away with this year. Even when McGonagall tried to remedy the situation, the points were not nearly enough to stop Slytherin's cheating this year.
So there the proud Gryfyndors stood...in a golden spa, their enemies flag flying in their face... with the steam of the waters silver and green, slowly seeping into their very skin.
"My father..." Malfoy said, sneering and smiling at the same time, "My father told me about this little tradition. It's even before his time as a Prefect...It's probably before that old fucker Dumbeldore's time."
Hermione broke into a snarl. How dare Draco Malfoy, how dare this arrogant and cruel little boy insult Albus Dumbledore, especially among all of the student leaders. Before Umbridge took over, Draco had at least pretended to take his role as a prefect seriously. But since Umbridge, since Draco became an Inquisitor, Hermione had seen the foul boy tap into his worst instincts. Draco was a stuck up, entitled bully, and there was not enough time in the school year to fix that. Hermione felt that she and Ron needed to be here as Prefects, that she knew that this party was a tradition. But she was getting a feeling that this was wrong, that Ron and her had no business socializing with these bullies.
"And traditions are important. After all, that stupid hat keeps talking about how important it is to come together. So we end the year together...we celebrate together..." With that last line, Pansy lets out an evil giggle, "And we especially celebrate the winners...we all celebrate the house, and the leaders of the house that beat everyone else...that were superior to everyone else."
With that, Hermione was planning to grab Ron and get out of here. After what the Slytherin's had done all year, after the horrors of how they abused their positions, Hermione did not recognize the Slytherins' victory for this year's house cup. It was wrong. It was against all decent rules. But as she looked behind her, she could no longer see the doors. The green and silver mist was so thick now, that it was surrounding them. The gold walls of the pool hall had been covered by the colors of the snake.
"So let's celebrate, my fellow prefects!" Draco went on, his pale hand finally leaving Pansy's waist, "Let us celebrate as powerful and important Wizards should..."
"To my Hufflepuff friends!" Draco comes between Ernie and Hannah Abbot. Draco snakes his hand into Hannah's blond hair, "It was so easy beating your house this year. Always last place, always having to watch as a more...pure house takes the glory and control." Hermione thought Draco was being disgusting, as he ran his eye over Hannah's curvy body. The tall blond girl gave Draco no resistance. Hannah was not the most forceful girl, but Hermione was surprised that she barely even recoiled from Draco's touch. In fact, it looked like the sexy Hufflepuff girl was searching Draco's body as well.
"And the Ravenclaws..." This time Pansy approached Anthony and Padma. The mist was so thick now, their robes were all becoming damp and heavy. The humiditty made Pansy look wet and dirty...a look that amplified the girl's dark sex appeal. She put one of her hands on Anthony's shoulder. The boy kept his eyes glued on the Slytherin. It was as though Anthony was not able to look away now.
"Poor little Ravenclaws. Always talking about how bright and clever you are. But you always seem to just...lose to us, don't you? Always saying that you're the bright house, but never winning when it matters. No, you are always beneath us Slytherins..." With that, Pansy leans into the Ravenclaw boy, "Always beneath us, just where you belong..."
Anthony, now lost in Pansy's crazed eyes, gave no resistance. Hermione turned to see Padma, assuming that her friend would stand up for her house's honor. But no defence came. To Hermione's shock, to Hermione's horror...Padma's eyes were glued to Draco Malfoy. It looked as though Padma was taken with Draco, a boy Hermione knew that she hated. But now, Padma was openly gawking at the pureblood blond in a longing...and hungry look.
"Yes. Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws...they've always known their place. They've always known who the more powerful, pureblood wizards are..." Draco went on, "It's these Gryffindors that are beneath us. The Gryfyndors, pretending to be lions, when really, they're just mice. Dumbledor cheated your house into a few wins, but that was after years of Slytherin domination. And now, the Slytherins are going to dominate the Gryfyndors again."
Draco began to walk towards Hermione. He had a dark sneer on his face, and though Hermione knew she should move away, Hermione did not. Hermione did not want to move away from Draco. Hermione, somehow wanted Draco closer to her.
"That's right Granger...We will dominate you...again, and again and again...each year, each competition, each moment you will bow to the Slytherins. We will take what's ours, and you will bow to your pureblood masters, and you will beg for more..."
As Draco goes on, Hermione realized that in spite of how horrible it sounded, in spite of how wrong it was... she wanted what Draco was telling her to come true. She needed the Slytherins, she needed Draco...to dominate her. Hermione needed Draco to take what he wanted from her...again and again and again…
Hermione then took a moment. She closed her eyes, she reflected on her studies, because something was horribly wrong. And then she smelled the very air around her. She could feel a unique and powerful aroma that was coming from the green and silver mist. She knew that the substance it carried was now all around her. It was in her skin, her hair, and it was deep inside of her.
Love potion...The mist was laced with love potion. And it was making Hermione Granger act as though she was in love with Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prefect, and winner of the house cup.
It all came together from there, and Hermione realized that it was too late to do anything now. She was not sure if this was unique to this year, that Draco and Pansy had just found a way to bewitch the waters. Or maybe this was always a love potion party. Maybe each year, for a final celebration, a final way to cap off the year, the prefects always had this kind of party. It was a party to take full advantage of this sensual and intimate place, and it was the ultimate prize for any prefect that helped their house take the cup. Hermione was not sure, but she knew what was happening, and she knew she could not stop it.
Within the mist, she realized that the older prefects were already engaging in their end of year debauchery. She could hear moans, she could hear the slapping of flesh...and she could hear orders. She heard one person ask their lovers to fulfill their every desires...and she heard what was expected of those bewitched by the love potion. Hermione heard those now in love with their partners obeying. Hermione heard them giving their masters, their Slytherin masters, everything they desired.
With fear, and with a small measure of excitement, Hermione was brave enough to try and open her eyes. There she saw him. Draco Malfoy...the boy that had been tormenting her for years, and represented evil and prejudice. But now, Hermione wanted all of him. Hermione wanted to be near Malfoy...to be surrounded by Malfoy. She wanted everything the man had to offer. As he sneered at her with a smug and arrogant look, Hermione became aroused. She wanted Malfoy's hatred...she wanted Malfoy, her lover, to be right and powerful and in total control of her. Hermione would give anything to Malfoy if he allowed the Gryfyndor to worship him…
"Isn't that right Mudblood?" Malfoy asked Hermione. It was such an evil word, but as Hermione felt the sexy man's breath on her face, she wanted more of it. She wanted...she needed Draco to humiliate her...it was too much and it made her wet knowing that he, the pureblood wizard, had all the power now, "Don't you WANT me, a Slytherin, to take what's mine?"
""Yes…." Hermione spoke. As she looked at Draco, as she felt for him something that she had never felt before, Hermione realized that she was practically moaning for him, "Yes...Draco….take...take what's yours..."
Draco, in a cruel moment, grabbed Hermione's hair, "And what's mine, mudblood? Tell me what here belongs to me?"
"I do...I do Draco...oh fuck, I'm so...so...I want you so bad...I belong to you...take me...take me...TAKE ME I'M YOURS!" Hermione had never felt this before. It was ecstasy. It was ecstasy for Draco Malfoy...her entire body and her entire mind wanted Draco to do whatever he wanted. The bright young Witch, through a few drops of a potion, would now make herself a sex slave so that she might please Draco Malfoy.
"That's what I thought you Mudblood...that's what I fucking thought!" Draco pulls Hermione's hair as he insults her. Hermione does not recoil. Hermione moans from the force of Draco's hand.
As Draco moves away from Hermione, a smug and evil look of victory on his face, Hermione can finally take a moment. She wants to see if she was alone. She wanted to know if they saw her….if they saw her submit to Draco.
As she looked around, Hermione realized that things were far more serious than that. They were all under the effects of the love potion. They all wanted to belong to the Slytherins. Both Hannah and Padma were quietly moaning as they looked at Draco now...both rubbing themselves just being in his presence. Hannah was rubbing her large round breasts through her robes. Padma was already on her sex, her large sexy ass gyrating, in a carnal way to attract her lovers attentions. Hermione wanted to pleasure herself to Draco too. Hermione wanted to prove that she could give Draco anything and everything he wanted. All three girls, all three leaders of their house, were trying to entice their Slytherin master so that he might take them. They were all now falling out of their robes, hoping that their soft young flesh would be taken by the pureblood, any way he wished.
And then Hermione, out of a deep guilt, turned to see Ron. But Ron, normally enamored with Hermione, only now had eyes for Pansy. Pansy Parkison, the dark slut of their year, now had three boys completely enthralled to her. They moaned, their tongues were nearly hanging out. Pansy knew that she now controlled the attention of the boys, and she wanted more. She wanted to prove to her boyfriend that he was with a sexy piece of ass. Pansy threw her robe away. There she was, now standing before seven people, in nothing but a tight green two piece bikini. It showed off her amazing and enhanced curves. Pansy was sexy, the magical young woman's breasts were large and nearly floated in the hot room. Her ass was firm and round, a perfect large ass for a perfect Pureblood goddess. The sight was too much for Ron and the others. They needed to fall to the ground. They needed to lower themselves, to be worthy of Pansy's attention. They needed to be worthy of their mistress...their goddess.
"That's more like it, right Draco?" Pansy went on. She walked around Draco, the other boys hanging on to the bombshells every word, and every curve, "That's where they belong right? They belong on their knees, they belong as sex slaves to our superior bodies."
"Of course they do Pansy." Draco said. He grabbed Pansy's waist again. Pansy loved his touch. But Pansy was getting off to the idea that as Draco hugged her supple curves, the other three girls were aching with jealousy. They all wanted her man, and they would do anything to get it.
"Not just on their knees, but naked. They should hope that their naked bodies are enough to make us pureblood champions want something from them."
Before they could even register what Draco said, Hermione, Hannah and Padma began to strip. Their robes were coming off and they were desperate to make sure Draco wanted them for it. Hermione used magic to make her clothes fall off in an instant. Padma went quick as well, making sure to bend in front of Draco, so that he could see her large ass. The Indian girl shook her ass from side to side, hoping that would please the purebloods who ordered her to remove her clothing. Hannah, who was slightly more experienced than Padma and Hermione, worked to strip more slowly. She turned her disrobing into more of a strip show for Draco, using every chance to show her attractive curves. As her boobs became less covered, Hannah used every chance to jiggle and shake her breasts for Draco's pleasure. When in only her bra and panties, Hannah rubs her exposed flesh, signaling to her man that it belongs to him. It all belongs to Draco now.
Once the three witches are naked, they all fall to their knees. They were not directly ordered to do so, but they all felt it was the right thing to do. They were beneath Draco, and that's where they belonged.
"Well Draco, it looks like your new bitches are eager to reward their champion." Pansy sneers at the three women. As long as they are under the drugs, Pansy is able to fulfill her fantasies with all the pretty girls. They belong to Draco, but Pansy knows how to get what she wants, "And no doubt these boys would do anything I ordered them to do...isn't that right boys? Are you three boys just...slaveboys for your Slytherin goddess?" Pansy asks the kneeling boys. She knows the answer, but she wants to hear them say it.
"Yes...Yes Goddess..." The boys all say in a sputter of obedient declarations. Ron is unable to look away from the Slytherin. Every curve draws him in, and every moment Pansy acknowledges him, Ron feels like his cock might burst then and there.
"I thought so..." Pansy chuckles at their pathetic obedience to her. If it is not Draco Malfoy, then any man Pansy meets is beneath her, "But let's save time, slaveboys. Let's just get rid of your robes..." A quick spell shoots from Pansy's wand. The boys are now naked, with their scattered robes fading into the mist. They will have nothing to leave the room in now, "And let's see what I'm working with here...oh...oh my boys your cocks..." Pansy gives a bemused look to the naked boys. The other girls don't even look at their naked friends, their focus belongs to Draco. Pansy looks at the three boys. She approaches the kneeling Ron. Ron's cock has never been this hard, it has never been this engorged. And as Pansy stands above him, as her breasts jut out, and he can start to smell her flesh, Ron feels overwhelmed by his sexy, powerful goddess.
"Oh boys...your cocks" Pansy gives a mocking look to them all as she speaks, "Your cocks are so hard for me….so hard just looking at your pureblood Mistress...yes your cocks are soooo hard..." With that, Pansy leans down into Ron's ear. Ron feels uforia, he feels like he is going to burst.
"...And they're so small..." Pansy whispers into Ron's ear. She then quickly gets up, laughing while she does it and returns to Draco's side, "Far to small slaves...far far too small to ever please your pureblood goddess..." As Ron and the others see Pansy, they deflate. The woman that they love is rejecting them, she is shunning them. Pansy controls all of Ron's emotions now, and it feels as though Pansy just destroyed him. His cock is still hard for his mistress, but Ron feels as though he'll never feel anything again...unless he can redeem himself in Pansy Parkinson's eyes.
"You see slave-boys, as a pureblood Mistress, I need big...Pureblood cocks." With that, Pansy snakes her way down to Draco's crotch, "That's right, only a true Pureblood master, a Pureblood Slytherin that can do whatever he wants...that is the only cock worthy of my pussy. Weak Half Bloods and blood traitors like you will never be man enough to satisfy me...only a pureblood like Draco...only a man like Draco gets to have what you are aching for right now..."
With that, all of the enslaved prefects have a powerful reaction. The boys feel destroyed, a sense of loss and rejection that they never knew possible. The girls, hearing Pansy talk about how sexy and powerful Draco is...about the bully's big, pureblood, cock...it amplifies all of their desires. They are now openly moaning to be able to express themselves to Draco. They want him to take them all…
"Don't believe me boys...well..." With that, Pansy takes Draco's robe off his lean body. "Try not to blow your measly loads when you see my Pureblood's cock...a real man's cock..."
And to everyone's shock, Draco Malfoy's cock is enormous. It is the biggest dick any of the prefects have ever seen. Bigger than they ever imagined. For the girls, it makes them even wetter for their man, Draco owns their hearts, and they now see that the Pureblood can ravish their bodies. The boys, hearing their mistress glorify this cock...this cock that dwarfs their own shafts by a lot, realize that Pansy is right. Ron breaks, seeing his rival so much better than him, so much more powerful...Draco Malfoy has everything, and the woman Ron wants, Mistress Pansy, will never want him when she could have Draco's pureblood dick.
Rationally, they might be able to discern that Draco could be hexed to appear so massive and manly. But the love potion has created a fantasy for them. In that fantasy, the other houses are small, weak and submissive to the Slytherins. And all eight of them want that to be true, so Pansy and Draco keep taking what they want...
"Watch me stroke it..." Pansy slides her hands up and down, "Watch it boys...watch it ladies...see how it pulses? See how it demands to be pleasured? That is the power of a Pureblood...they take what they want. They don't ask, they don't seduce...they just take. And as you can tell, from how wet and eager your bitches are for my Draco...once you realize that a Pureblood cock can dominate you, well, you just end up submitting to it. It controls you, so you strip for it. You suck it. You please it with every part of your body." Pansy's strokes get faster, and her words and her dominant attitude are only controlling the bewitched group into wanting her and Draco more. "It doesn't matter how we won...we won...we always win...Praise the Dark Lord...Purebloods shall enslave all and take everything we want...it is the nature of this world..."
With that, Pansy kisses her boyfriend's cheek. She then bends down, giving the cock that she worships every night an affectionate and sensual kiss. The girls and boys kneeling are dying of envy. They want to please their pureblood masters...they need to serve their pureblood masters.
"So girls...do your duty as slaves to your pureblood master...reward him...reward him as you are meant to. Anything they should do first, Draco? What should these bitches do to please their master?"
Draco gives all three of the enthralled girls an evil stare. He see's Hannah's sexy blond body, and he wants to devour her tits. He looks at Padma, a girl he often overlooked, and realizes that there were so many curves he could enjoy...and a big round ass that he knew the Ravenclaw was only too eager to open for him to use. And then there was Granger...Draco did not know if he had any fantasy deeper than that of putting the filthy mudblood in her proper place. And as he saw Granger practically drooling for him...Draco wanted to make it all happen. Right here, right now, during the hour of his house victory like it has always been done at Hogwarts.
"Get over here... and fight for the honor of pleasing me..."
Without any hesitation Padma, Hannah and Hermione all crawl to Draco, and prepare to please their master...their Pureblood master. Padma gets their first, she looks enraptured with Draco's cock, and then takes it in her mouth. She starts to blow the Slytherin, and it is the greatest feeling of her life. Hannah and Hermione kneel right at Padma's side, ready for their turn to please their love.
Draco loves this. Looking down at these women, Draco feels like a conqueror. Draco looks at Hannah, and snaps his fingers. It's almost as though Hannah knows what Draco wants just from that snap, and the busty blond is eager to please him. Hannah rises, and presents the front side of her body to Draco. The Slytherin is not a gentle lover. He grabs Hannah's large tits. As Padma pleases his cock, Draco pinches, grabs and sucks the large and hefty boobs. They belong to him now, and all Hannah can do is to offer her lover more. As Padma keeps sucking his cock, and Pansy encourages her boyfriends pleasures by rubbing his shoulders, Hermione sees Draco as this new, powerful man that gets everything he wants.
As Draco grabs Hannah's thick and meaty ass, Hermione realizes that Draco has always been right. Draco has always been superior, Draco has always been right to be arrogant and dismissive. Hermione now knew that Draco was god among men, able to give pleasure and command obedience. Draco lets out a moan from Padma's oral servitude, and Hermione knows that she will never be satisfied until she pleases Draco. She needs her master to know that she belongs to him in every possible way.
"Now Mudblood, you know what to do...show me where a pathetic little mudblood like you belongs...Now!" Draco barks at Hermione. It is humiliating, and condescending to the witch, but Hermione wants it, she wants more from Draco, and she wants to make him happy. Pansy, excited for this moment, steps away from Draco's backside...she wants a view. Hermione knows where her place is. Hermione crawls behind Draco, she crawls behind this adonis who is being pleased by three different women right now...just the way he wants it. Hermione looks at Draco's ass...It is pumping slowly, so that his cock can go deeper down Padma's throat. She looks at the ass of a boy that she has hated for years. Knowing where her place is, Hermione leans into Draco's ass...and the prefect begins to kiss.
"Thats right...that's a good...filthy...mudblood whore!"
After a few minutes of this, Draco cums. He explodes, and it explodes out of Padma's mouth. The women around Draco, around the boy that had entranced them to him, all shutter as well. Pleasing their master, and seeing how much he cums, makes them horny as well. Padma, knowing her duties to her love, bends down and cleans the cum that she was not able to swallow. The love potion coursing through Padma's brain makes her proud that she has served so well...but she is wet and horny hoping that she can give Draco more. Padma crawls away from Draco, bouncing her ass as she crawls away, sending him the message that he could take whatever he wanted from her.
Draco's cock is ready for another round in seconds. Hannah takes her place on her knees at her master's cock. The busty Hufflepuff gives Draco everything. She takes the Slytherin's dick deep down her throat and Draco pulls her hair. It goes deeper and deeper, and the gagging sensation is making Hannah hot and tingly. Soon Draco orders his slave to put her tits to good use...so the big boobs of Hannah Abbott are wrapped around Draco's powerful cock. Pleasing Draco sends Hannah over the edge, even though Draco has not even touched her sex yet.
And during all of this, Hermione has not left her place. She knows that until ordered, her place is right here, below the great Draco Malfoy, worshiping his ass, rimming his asshole, proving that there is nothing the powerful Slytherin does not get.
"Now I know what you're thinking, slave boys..." Pansy walks to the still kneeling male Prefects, "I know you're thinking, 'Well, I'll never be able to be a tenth of the man Draco is, so how can I serve my mistress? How can I, a wimpy beta slave-boy please the most sexy woman in the entire school?' I know that's what your perverted minds are thinking now..." Pansy scolds her slave, shaking her inviting curves for them as she bends their will to her desires, "Well don't worry boys. You might be beta's. But you can still serve me..."
Ron and the others feel a rush of relief at this. If there was a way, any way, that they might please their sex goddess, the object of their desires...they were desperate for it.
"You see boys...once my man is done wrecking your ladies, once he has thoroughly and completely shagged them until they snap….well, then the real fun begins...then Draco will fuck me, and you'll all get to watch..." Ron felt a new rush of humiliation. He hated that Pansy was going to fuck Draco instead of him, but knowing that he wanted her, knowing he wanted to see Pansy having sex...it made Ron excited that he would get to experience more of her.
"But for the one of you that's the best...the one who wants me, and serves me better than the others...well, I'll give a special treat...I'll give him a small reward for being soooo devoted to his pureblood mistress..." Pansy was rocking her curves as she spoke. The very idea of a reward...of pleasing the woman he was enthralled to...Ron would not let anyone but him get that honor.
"And the losers...well, the two of you that don't do a good enough job...well, the girls are going to need to be cleaned after this...so unless you don't want to be in charge of cleaning Draco's seed out of all your bitches holes...I would really focus on winning this little game I have for you all..."
The thought of doing that...Ron was determined. Ron was going to win and prove to his Mistress that he was worthy of this. The thought of touching any other woman rather than Pansy...it was nothing he would ever want again. He only wanted Pansy...he only wanted to serve Pansy.
"So here's the game slaveboys. Circle up..." Pansy got excited seeing the three prefects obeying her every command. Once they were in a circle, Pansy continued, "And jerk each other off...Jerk each other off thinking of me..." With that, Pansy ran her hands down her entire body. It excited Ron, made him harder. He was barely registering the fact that Pansy was ordering him to touch another boy's dick. Also, someone's hand would be on his dick.
"The winner is the last one to cum, but it's going to be so hard for your pathetic cocks as you look at me. Look at me and try not to get off...this won't be a long game, but remember, cum last...and I'll reward you as we wait for Draco to fuck me like a real man..."
As Ron closed his eyes, as Ron tried to grab onto some part of himself, Ron wanted to stop this. Mere minutes ago, Ron hated Pansy. Now, Ron was almost about to touch someone else's private area, while being touched by a different man, all so he could be humiliated by the skank from Slytherin. Ron had to try and resist this. He had to get the images of Pansy's sexy body, that was dancing in a tight revealing swimsuit, out of his mind. This was his last chance. Ron's only chance to stop the Slytherin's was to abandon all of these new feelings and fight back.
"So come on, bitches...get fapping." Pansy then snapped her fingers. And Ron's hand moved on its own. It reached for Ernie's dick, while Anthony's hand found his own. As the stroking continued, Ron looked at Pansy. She was smug, arrogant, cruel...and the sexiest woman that he had ever seen. Her green eyes, dark hair, her arrogant smile...Ron could feel it right away, Ron was about to cum. He had to hold off as long as he could.
"Fuck yes! Take me, fuck me like a bitch!" Ron turned to see Draco with a sexy Hannah Abbott bouncing on his cock. The boy that Ron still hated now had everything. He controlled all these women, including his Hermione, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. As Hannah bounced on her master's cock, Padma and Hermione were circling the two. Hermione was kissing any part of Draco she could find, teasing his skin as Draco's cock was being milked by Hannah's pussy. Ron wanted to save Hermione from this. Just grab her, and get her away from Draco and his perversions. But Pansy Parkinson now owned his mind, and his cock wanted to explode for her. And he had to please his Slytherin goddess. He had to try to hold on so that he could be rewarded by the sexy Pureblood Witch.
And what was worse, was seeing Draco Malfoy, his enemy, be so dominant with Hannah. Abbott was known as one of the hottest girls of their year, and as her big boobs bounced for Draco, she screamed and hollered. It was good sex, Draco was pleasing these girls. Hannah's large, round ass shook atop Draco's cock. She wanted this. She wanted to please the man who had bewitched her. As Draco bent Hannah down lower for him, she cooed for him. Soon, with her large tits on Draco's lips, and her ass bouncing as fast as she could muster...Hannah made Draco cum again. It made Hannah moan. Then, as soon as the moaning cooled, Ron saw Draco throw Hannah off of him. He was done with her, and soon his cock was large and powerful once again. Draco stood before the kneeling Hermione and Padma...both now so very eager to be Draco's next conquest.
All the while, Pansy was standing, confidently, as she saw Draco use and humiliate Hannah Abbott. In her small, green bikini, Ron had never seen anything more sexy. It was like Pansy towered above the other girls, completely in control of what she wanted. And As Ron felt his balls tighten, he was worried that he was too weak to give Pansy all the things that she deserved.
"Arghh...no!"
It was Ernie.
He had just cum, much to Ron's shame of playing a role in it. Ron felt bad for Ernie, and at how demoralizing this whole thing was. But Ron's competitive side was now out. His hand moved to the Ravenclaw boy, knowing that there was just one more boy left...one more and then he could bask in the loving admiration of the sexy Pansy.
"Such a pathetic, little wanker, Ernie..." Pansy went on, "You're such a small, pathetic wanker...Such a beta cuck, you humiliate yourself as a pureblood.
This made Ernie even smaller. All he wanted in the world was Pansy, and all Pansy had to do was shoot him an insult...and he would break in two...
"Well, it looks like Draco just finished breaking your whore, Hufflepuff friend...crawl over and do your duty..."
"Yes...yes mistress..." Ernie begins to crawl over to a spent, and broken Hannah Abbot. Her man had fucked the shit out of her, and she was still experiencing an orgasmic high from how deep he took her. Ernie reached his defiled friend, getting no sexual gratification from her body, as his heart still belonged to Pansy. But orders are orders. Ernie bent down, ready to clean all of Draco Malfoy from Hannah Abbot's body.
It was humiliating, both for Ernie and for Hannah. As Ernie licked every spot of Hannah's skin, Hannah moaned. But Hannah was moaning for Draco, for the pleasures that her master gave her. Ernie, though humiliated in feeling Draco's release on his good friend, was dedicated to doing his duty. He was serving his Slytherin goddess, and he would continue to do so.
As the Hufflepuffs were spent and writhing, Ron felt his cock grow harder, as Ron felt like he could hold on no longer for Pansy. She was a sex goddess, her perfect body was displayed for his pleasure, and releasing for her was the only thing Ron could ever hope for.
Draco kept going though. Now that his cock had conquered Hannah Abbot, He was taking what he wanted from the Ravenclaw girl, Padma. He was taking her from behind, her large ass getting plowed by Draco's massive dick. The Slytherine's pale skin dominates Padma's darker ass. The cock was just too powerful, and it was fucking Padma so deeply, that Padma knew it could rip her in two if that was what Draco desired. As Padma took the force of Draco, as the Ravenclaw prefect let Draco fuck her like a bitch in heat...all Padma could do was beg for more.
"Oh yes...fuck yes...Fuck me master...let me please my master...Oh Fuck!"
"So tight….so large, I'm going to break your large arse! You large ass bitch...You're my bitch now Patil!"
With that, Draco gives Padma's large rear a violent and powerful slap. It makes Padma's ass jiggle from the force, and it makes her moan even louder for her Pureblood master.
"Yes! Thank you master! Spank me more! Make me...make me feel it! Spank...fuck...and breed your bitch Master Draco!"
"That's a good bitch!" Draco spanks Padma again, "That's a good fucking bitch! You're my Ravenclaw bitch now Padma...and I take anything...everything I want!"
"Yes master...yes...anything..."
With that, Draco pulls out of her sex. Draco growls at the dominated girl. Padma, wanting more, starts shaking her ass for her master...hoping that her curves can entice him to give her more. He loves his power over her. Draco grabs his swollen cock, and he gently brings it higher than Padma's pussy. Draco gently teases Padma's ass hole.
"That's right Patil...anything I want."
Before Draco can force his way in, Padma proves her devotion to her master. She proves that she is truly Draco's bitch now. Padma spreads her asscheeks apart. She wants to make it easier for her master to sodomize her for the first time.
"Yes master...I'm your...I'm your fucking bitch...I want it...I want you to take my ass..."
Roughly, Draco takes Padma's ass. Though incredibly tight, Draco is too powerful, and he forces his way into her. Padma moans in pain, But as he feels how big and mighty the Slytherin dick is, Padma's moans are moans of ecstasy. She just proved her devotion to her master, the man she worships and desires, and now she was making him happy.
As Draco takes his new bitch, Pansy is enjoying the debasement of Ron and Anthony. They were strorking so fast now...painfully fast. And they were stroking for her. They were moaning, and sweating, and breaking for Pansy, as the Slytherin girl dominated their minds. All the while, Hermione Granger was kissing her feat, just as Draco Malfoy had ordered. Hermione had no physical attraction to Pansy. In fact, Pansy was still the same slutty and pathetic girl that she has always been. But Hermione's master told her to bow to Pansy, so Hermione had to obey her master. It was the only thing she wanted...the only thing she desired...and as Hermione knelt on all fours for Pansy, her sexy ass up in the air to entice her master, Hermione kissed and worshiped the Slytherin Goddess. There was no way Hermione could resist her now.
And Ron feels himself failing...he feels himself failing his perfect, sexy and all-powerful Slytherin goddess. Pansy is Ron's whole world, and as she stands there, in a cocky pose, as she dominates the kneeling Hermione...Ron knows that he belongs to Pansy. Pansy controls his every desire, and Ron wants to prove his devotion. If only his cock was not so close to bursting for Pansy. If only he could stroke Anthony faster, and maybe Ron would be able to serve Pansy like the goddess she was now.
Wanting to feel her control over them now, Pansy leaps into action. Pansy kicks Hermione away from her feet, enjoying the degradation of her rival. She then looks at the two boys, jacking off to the very sight of her. Pansy turns around, her perfect ass facing her prey. Wanting to feel her control over them, Pansy bends forward. It makes her ass even more tantalizing to the boys, the green fabric pulling tighter as her perfect behind becomes her slave's world. Then Pansy smacks her own ass. It shocks Ron Weasly. He has the largest orgasm of his young life. He screams in satisfaction, in getting to be so close to the sexy perfection that is Pansy Parkinson...his voice is lost in a scream, but Ron knows that it was the word goddess that he shouted. This pleasure belonged to her, everything Ron had now belonged to his goddess, the Slytherin Pansy Parkinson.
But Anthony came first. Ron was so focused on his goddess that he did not know that he had done what he needed to do. So spent from the pleasure Pansy gave him, Ron did not have the energy to enjoy his victory, as pathetic as that victory was. But Pansy sneered at both boys.
"Well Ravenclaw...you know what you have to do, you weak little loser..." Pansy pointed at where she wanted Anthony to go. It was to the now panting, post-fucked body of Padma Patil. She was still on all fours, just where Draco had dominated her...his seed covering Padma's flesh. A look of bliss was on her worn out face, her large brown ass hanging in the air...almost as a monument to how thoroughly she had been taken by the Pureblood.
Following Pansy's orders, Anthony crawls over to Padma, once his friend, now his mission by his perfect Slytherin goddess. Anthony goes straight for Padma's hole. He starts to lick and suck, getting his friend ready for the Slytherin's to use her again soon, if that is what they truly desire.
"And you, Gryffindor..." Pansy stands atop Ron Weasly. Though still spent and mentally broken, Ron needs to prepare himself for his slytherin Goddess. Ron gets on all fours, ready to prove himself to the sexy and powerful Pansy Parkinson. Pansy loves seeing just how loyal, and subservient the tall boy now is to her.
"I promised you a reward...and you did last longest..." Pansy sneers at him. She is humiliating Ron, and all Ron can do is stay on his knees, lost in Pansy's perfection, "So you get to serve me. So stay right where you are, right where you belong..."
And with that, Pansy sits on Ron's back. She puts all of her weight on Ron, and treats him like her chair...like her throne. Though spent and tired, Ron feels aroused and blessed to be so close to Pansy. She is humiliating him, and it makes Ron excited. Before, Ron hated this girl just a short time ago. Now, Ron was moaning and panting at the meer touch of her skin on his back.
"So here's your reward, Weasley bitch... be my good little chair, as we watch my Draco get what he always wanted...a quick, dirty fuck with that uppity mudblood..."
Ron obeys. Ron does not know how to do anything other than obey Pansy now.
Draco fucks Hermione. It is a cruel fuck. Draco takes Hermione in a rough, dominating way. Draco is a beast, for the longest time, Draco just grabs Hermione's hair, puts her where he wants her, and Hermione tries to give her pureblood master even more. Ron watches, and he is disgusted by what he sees. Draco is a villain, he is defiling his best friend, the person that he loves, and Draco is getting away with every second of it. Hermione, who would despise what is happening to her in any other way, is just giving Draco all of her focus...all of her devotion. All of the things Ron had been dreaming of doing with her, Draco was doing them first, and marking Hermione as his.
And there was nothing Ron could do. He was given his orders, humiliating as they were, and there was no part of him that could resist his goddess Pansy. She controlled his very being, and Ron knew, deep down, that Pansy enjoyed humiliating Ron like this. It was though Ron was being taken by Draco, seeing Draco get everything he desired, seeing Draco be the dominant man that Ron always thought he might be, and seeing that all of the cruel things Draco had ever said about those who were inferior to him...at this moment it felt like maybe they were all true. And as Ron wanted to resist, to fight back, he would feel Pansy's weight on him. He would feel how powerful his desires were for the girl that was ruining his life, and all he could do was steel his tired arms...he could not let them falter when his Slytherin Goddess was rewarding Ron like this.
"I'll give you this, Mudblood!" Draco hollars as he drives into Hermione...spreading her legs far apart to hammer down into her pussy, "You are as tight as I've always imagined!"
"So….So tight for...so tight for you master..." Hermione tries to sing her devotion for Draco. She wants this, she wants every moment of this abuse and pleasure.
"I guess...I guess even with both Weasly and Potter...I guess neither one was man enough...MAN ENOUGH...to take you like the fucking little Mudblood slut you are!"
"AAAHHHH!" Hermione moans when she hears this. Ron hears Hermione as she is forced to compare himself, Harry, and Draco Malfoy...now balls deep in her smooth cunt, "Not nearly… Not nearly man enough...not like...Oh Master...Not like master...not like master Malfoy!"
"I knew it! I knew it, you filthy mudblood!" Draco hollars. He is pumping Hermione like a madman. He is thrusting his prize with all of his force, and all of his power, "I knew they were betas! I knew they didn't have what it took to...fuck me...to take you like a realy man!"
"Yes! Yes Draco! Master Draco is a real man...Master Draco...takes me!"
Without warning, Draco grabs Hermione, and almost throws the fucked out brunette into a wall. Hermione holds her hands to the wall, and sensing her master's desires, sensing how she might please the man more, begins to stick her sexy ass out further for Draco Malfoy. As Draco marches towards the girl he has always wanted to hate fuck...Draco waists no time slamming into Hermione again.
"I'll take you, you fucking mudblood! Your mine! You've always been mine! Even when you...even when you resisted me...you were always meant to be mine!"
"Yours!" Hermione yells at the top of her lungs. She is being railed into the wall, and all she wants is to give her Slytherin master more, "I'm yours Draco! I belong...I've always belonged...Fuck me like a whore...Fuck you're mudblood...Like the Mudblood Whore she is!"
"Yes!" Draco spanks Hermione. He is loving this, and he wants more, "You're my whore, Granger...know you're place! Your place is as my filthy..fuck yes...filthy, pathetic mudblood whore!"
Hermione lets out a large moan for Draco.
"Whore!" Hermione yells out, "Whore for my master...I'm a whore for my...for my sexy, strong, powerful….Pureblood Master..."
Draco likes this...and Hermione knows it. Draco pumps faster…
"Pureblood Slytherin master..."
Faster…
"Draco...my Champion! My champion and my MASTER!"
And with that, Draco lets out a furious and powerful orgasm. He fills Hermione with cum. It causes the Gryfyndor to scream for her master. Draco's orgasm goes for a long time, all the while he presses Hermione down...below him. He is crushing her with his weight, as his pleasure for putting Hermione in her place overtakes him.
"Thank you master...Thank you Draco...my…my love..."
Draco steps away from his mudblood whore, and Hermione crumples to the ground. She is spent, she is lost in her pleasure...and she owes it all to Draco Malfoy...the Pureblood Wizard that conquered her heart.
Seeing Hermione, now destroyed and fucked beyond comprehension, Ron knows what he will be ordered to do. And as Pansy rises from her seat, triumphant in all that Draco had accomplished, Ron wants to anticipate his orders. Ron takes a step toward Hermione, not sure how he feels about her after all this, ready to, in Pansy's words to the others...clean Hermione for Draco's amusement.
"No...you don't clean a mudblood..." Pansy balks at her slave. She grabs Ron's red hair. Ron lets his goddess move him closer to Malfoy. Ron is unable to stand up, since Pansy had not given her slave permission to do so yet. Hermione is in a pool of Draco's cum, and though as broken as the other girls, Hermione looks content. Ron is below Draco Malfoy now. The thug that just took everything from Ron is towering above him...like a king.
"No Weasley, you pathetic blood traitor..." Pansy lets go of Ron, and she stares into her Draco's eyes. He is so dominant, so crazed, and through potions or other magic, Draco is still so hard, and ready to go again, "You don't clean her...you fuck her and throw her away...that's the only thing mudbloods are good for…"
Hearing that hurt Ron. But as he heard the beautiful, irresistible words of his goddess, he knew them to be true. Hermione was so beneath Pansy...so small and insignificant compared to the perfection that was his Slytherin goddess.
"But I'm ready to fuck my Draco...your alpha...the way a Slytherin deserves to be fucked. And before I fuck him...I want him clean for me.."
It is the greatest humiliation yet, but Ron obeys Pansy's orders. As Ron feels his bewitched mind absorbing Pansy's words...and he feels Draco's carnal need to dominate his enemies... Ron bends forward, ready to prepare Draco for his goddess…
So at last, Draco fucks Pansy. It is a carnal sexual act, as if they were lost in climax the entire time they were fucking. Both were so sexy, so confident, that they knew how to please each other, and everything their bodies did made the other one moan in unrivaled pleasure. Pansy created some spells, and the two of them were surrounded by green ropes. The rope allowed both Draco and Pansy to fuck in the air, to bind their bodies together, and allow the dominant lovers to fuck unrestricted by gravity or fatigue.
And the other prefects all masturbate while they watch their Master and Mistress. For the boys, seeing their goddess be pleasured, and seeing the pleasure that Pansy's godly curves could give was making them shamed and small. She was the ultimate woman, the master of sex, who's only purpose in life was to be pleased by lesser beings. They were beta men now, their mistress exposed their faults, and those faults now broke them into being her submissive playthings. Pansy was clearly the only choice to be head girl, none could compare to her beauty, vitality and power, and she deserved to be worshipped by the entire school. All should bow to the sexy goddess, and with an alpha male like Draco as her head boy...all will serve them. No one could resist...purebloods always won, and all the rest were born to serve them. As they stroked their red cocks for their mistress, they each knew that they would not be the only ones serving the Slytherin's in the coming years.
Hermione, Hannah and Padma were playing with themselves. Each girl had one hand in their pussies, and they were showing their devotions to this scene. They were seeing Draco, their sex god, in all his glory, and they needed to worship him. They needed to please the Slytherin who now completely controlled and dominated their lives. Soon, Hermione's other hand went to the naked and kneeling Padma. They played with each other, and increased their moans of Draco's name. Hannah's hand joined Hermione's sex as well, they all just knew that that is what Draco wanted. Draco wanted them to entice him, to show how badly they needed their master's happiness, and Draco might acknowledge how desperate they were to please him with their sexy young flesh once again.
Pansy and Draco came. They came to the tightness of their own bodies, and to the pleasure of hearing their slaves...below them...chanting their names and their devotion to them. Draco loved Pansy as his woman, she would always be at his side… but she knew her place. He would take what he wanted from others, and he knew that Pansy would only help him dominate and subjugate others into making their desires come true. Pansy loved that she was Draco's, and the two of them could conquer the entire world if they wanted to. Draco turned Pansy around, so that her toned and perfect ass was lined up with Draco's hardening cock. There was still time before they had to leave, and Draco wanted Pansy's ass. As Pansy let her man enter her tight asshole, she looked down at all those below her, who now knew that was their place. Their place was below their pureblood masters in every way imaginable. To the Slytherins, that is what love was.
Soon, they would be on the Hogwarts express. All of the students heading home for a long and restful summer. But for the rest of their time at Hogwarts, Slytherins would know what they were. They were champions, they were masters, and all the other houses would submit to their every whim. At least, until the next house cup was decided.