She could feel the professor's warm breath skirting her throat, like a lovers caress. A pinprick of fear bolted down her spine, she was half expected the woman to kiss her, she was so close that Hermione could hear her erratic breathing.
"Are you going to be a good girl for me?" The professor asked.
Hermione wasn't sure how to answer that simple question, in all her time on earth she had tried her best to please her betters but now, close to the enemy she could only nod her head like a puppy recieving a pet from its owner.
She was getting dizzy and light headed from the close proximity of the dangerous witch, her fear was building as her heart stuttered.
All of a sudden Hermione was dragged by her arm and pushed against the teacher's desk. In the position she found herself in, her robed cladded backside was sticking up in the air as she laid chest down on the desks surface, her hands gripped from behind. Her school tie removed and tied tightly around her wrists and struggle as she might she couldn't free herself.
"Delightful." Was all the professor said.
Hermione thrashed her head to the side, trying to keep track of the boot cladded legs. Impossible from the barely lit room. Before she could make her demands, hands came upon her back, her robes yanked up and left dangling to one side. Next her skirt was pulled down her hips, captured at her knees.
Good grief, she can't be, can she?.
"Pr..Professor! Please don't." Hermione begged, her cheeks crimson from embarrassment and dare she admit slight arousal. She received no reply, no taunting or mocking just silence, unbearable silence.
A slight shuffle from behind her was the only notice Hermione had, before a flare of burning pain blossomed across her panty cladded buttocks, ripping a scream from the brunette's throat. She wasn't given time to understand what happened, when the next painful bite whipped over the reddened whelp. Strike after strike left her breathless and her throat aching from the constant screaming.
Shame filled Hermione, while the pain continued on, the unmistakable signs of arousal spiked though. The moisture gathering between her shaky thighs pooled uncomfortably in her cotton panties, she hoped to Merlin that Bellatrix wouldn't notice.
No such luck, her tormentor ripped the material clean off her backside, leaving her bare to the women behind her.
Bellatrix smirked at the large wet stain collected in the crotch of the ugly practical underwear, without a care she grabbed a fistful of her students hair, earning a painful moan from her newest and by far most treasured pet, stuffing the ruined panties in Hermione's mouth.
"Beautiful Pet."
Without realising her grip on her victim, she pulled back her beloved black cane and watched as the thin wood came in to contact with her bare buttocks. She had to control her desire to reach out and touch her artwork, to trail the clear juices dripping down the girl's crotch. The muffled screams only helped to shatter her self-control.
While the punishment was not strictly prohibited she knew the headmaster would frown upon it especially as the girl was underage but that only caused the act to increase her own pleasure. Her own arousal evident on her inner thighs but unlike her victim she wore no underwear.
"Music to my ears Pet." She grinned, trailing the end of the cane over the red whelps causing Hermione to shiver.
Cursing under her breath she tore the skirt from the knees and used her legs to nudge the girls legs wider giving her the perfect view of her glistening and very swollen pussy. She swallowed down her desire, her tongue dragging slowly over her bottom lip. The exposed flesh was calling out to her, she was never one to turn down fresh and young pussy.
Hermione squealed around the panty gag as sharp nails glided over her pussy earning a throaty chuckle from her professor.
"Naughty little girl!." A slap rained down on her swollen lips. "You shouldn't be enjoying your punishment Pet."
Suddenly a knock on the door stopped Bellatrix from making a mistake that would of cost her, her job.
"Just a minute" she called out.
Ripping out the now sodden wet panties from her victim's mouth, she pocketed her prize as she pulled Hermione upright, she tugged her robes into place while she undid the tie that held her wrists hostage. Grabbing her non to gently Bellatrix pushed the girl into her bedchambers and into the walk in wardrobe.
"Stay there and don't make a sound, my beautiful Pet." She kissed Hermione's lips just before slamming the doors shut.
Hermione wobbled dangerously, not trusting herself to stay upright, she slid down the wall and sat haphazardly upon the carpeted wall. Exhaustion was setting in but she was still very horny no thanks to her lusty professor.
A crash sounded outside the doors, Hermione kept silent listening to the hushed voices that followed.
She wasn't sure how long she sat there waiting but the sound of soft groans piqued her curiosity, abandoning her robes, leaving herself in just her school shirt. She crawled quietly towards the thin wooden doors, she cracked one open, her eyes widened into saucers at the erotic sight of Alecto Carrow spread wide upon the bed, completely nude with Bellatrix equally so, lying in between her legs, her face buried between her toned thighs. Soft lustful moans emitted from the younger woman's lips, her head thrown head on the pillows, her hips bucking frantically.
Her nether regions throbbed painfully, crying out for attention. Leaving the door cracked open she splayed her legs out wide mimicking Alecto's position. Hot and bothered at the scene before her, she allowed her hands to wander over her chest, undoing the infuriating buttons.