"Better option, Blaise?" Draco repeated with a smirk, "Never. I'm simply taking advantage of opportunity."
Blaise returned the smile and moved towards the bed, and as he did so Ginny squirmed again, but Draco grasped her hair and pulled her head backwards, bringing a cry of pain from her mouth. Draco glanced at Blaise and said, "Would you be so kind to assist me, Blaise?"
"Always," replied the other Slytherin, shedding the top few layers of his clothing before he sat in front of Ginny, and with strong hands he pulled her legs apart, holding them open. Ginny writhed but she could not loosen his grip, nor the ropes that bound her.
Draco smiled and said, "Now, that's much better, isn't it?" He kissed her neck again as his free hand wandered south, hands dancing on her skin, the anticipation making Ginny's heart pound. She wasn't sure it was fear, and that made her blush.
As soon as his hands touched the outer lips, Draco wasted no time stroking and caressing her centre. Ginny gasped and whimpered, body struggling as her breathing became laboured and her eyes fluttered closed, her body and her mind fighting to gain control.
Blaise leaned forward to kiss her, his harsh demanding lips drawing her breath away from her as he thrust his tongue in her mouth. His mouth moved to her neck, and down her chest towards her breasts. As though they knew exactly what the other was doing, the moment Blaise's lips latched onto a nipple, Draco curled his finger inside of her and stroked her viciously from the inside out.
Their actions elicited a sweet cry of ecstasy from the red-headed girl as her back arched and her insides trembled, her body shook and she twisted and shuddered and her vision went white.
She didn't know how long it lasted but it felt like forever, and when she finally shook and gave out, her muscles relaxed and she fell against Draco, she could feel him smile against her skin, and Blaise's subtle smirk made her blush, knowing they were thoroughly enjoying this – at least, from the tent in Blaise's pants and the hardness against her back, she could tell.
"Well that was thoroughly enjoyable," Draco said. "Mr Zabini, would you like to take the first round?"
Ginny struggled weakly in their grip but it went almost unnoticed. Blaise's eyebrows burrowed as he pondered, and he then said, "Well honestly Draco, I was planning on doing you tonight. I've been looking forward to it all week."
Ginny frowned at the nonchalant way he said it but she was slightly excited for two reasons – the first was that if they decided to have sex with each other and not her, they might let her go. The second was that if they decided to have sex with each other and not her, she might get to watch.
Oh Merlin.
Draco's hands brushed across Ginny's stomach as he mused. "Hmm," he said, "We could keep her for later, I suppose…"
"Or let her join in," Blaise said quietly. He caught Ginny's worried eyes before he snatched Draco from where he was sitting and dragged him off the bed to whisper something to him, sharing a thought with his lover without letting Ginny hear it.
Ginny let herself relax against the sheets, her muscles sore from cramping up and her mind empty and full of air. She was so exhausted. She had never thought she could have come that hard, never in her finest daydreams… she couldn't even make herself come that hard, and she knew exactly how she liked it.
Draco turned to look at Ginny and a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes, before they closed as Blaise kissed his neck and ran his hands under the blonde's shirt, caressing his toned body. Ginny felt her stomach coil as she watched Draco turn back to Blaise and kiss him, their lips battling as they shed the clothes from each other's bodies.
Ginny felt her breathing rate increase as Blaise crushed Draco against him, kissing him like he needed him to live and breathe, tangling his fingers in the soft silky hair on his head. Draco snaked his arms around the dark skinned man's neck and held on for dear life as Blaise threw him down on the bed.
Watching Blaise crawl over the blonde Slytherin and kiss his way up his chest to his neck, Ginny knew her mouth was open and her heavy breathing making her lips go dry, and just as she licked them, Blaise caught her eye and his smile of satisfaction made her blush. Clearly the dominant one, his hand danced across Draco's pale skin towards his pants, making short work of the button and zip as he freed his lover's aching length.
Draco groaned and arched up as Blaise gripped his manhood, stroking and touching the places where it felt best, and Ginny felt her blush growing more prominent as her eyes drifted from their faces to the way Blaise's long fingers grasped onto Draco.
"Just about ready, Draco?" Blaise's gravelly voice asked, and Draco responded with a smirk. Blaise crawled backwards, removing himself from the blonde haired boy, and Ginny watched them remove the rest of their clothing, and before she knew it they had turned to stare at her, Blaise's jaguar eyes watching her every move and Draco's silver eyes caressing every curve.
Ginny felt another small whimper escape her lips as she squirmed to get up, but Draco was already above her before she could attempt to move. As her hands were tied (literally), the Slytherin had no trouble pressing her hip down so she was flat on her back, and easily pulling her thighs apart so she was completely exposed.
"N-no, please!" Ginny stammered, feeling tears well up in her eyes, struggling to get free, "I – I don't –"
"Shh," Draco whispered in her ear as he pushed her left leg further up with his arm as he leaned over her. "We all know you secretly want it. You'll thank us when we're finished with you."
Ginny swallowed and prepared to plead again, but Draco cut off her words as he pressed himself inside of her with a quick, hard thrust. The wetness from her orgasm made it glide beautifully and Ginny moaned as he thrust his slick member inside of her at just the right angle. He opened her up further, pulling her legs over his arms, the position working wonders for Ginny as he thrust in and out, making her eyes roll back and close as her constant moans and mewls cascaded through the room.
When Draco hesitated at one point, Ginny took a deep breath and opened her eyes and saw Blaise standing behind the pale-skinned boy, kissing his neck and holding onto his hip. Ginny watched Draco's eyes go wide and a groan escape his lips, and a simultaneous grunt from Blaise, and Ginny realised that as Draco was fucking her, Blaise was fucking him.
"Alright, Draco?" Blaise asked, brushing the blonde boy's hair from his neck so he could kiss him there.
Draco responded with a satisfied smile, and said, "Never better," before gasping as Blaise sharply thrust into him, causing Draco to push further into Ginny. The simultaneous moans of pleasure resounded between the walls as Blaise began to set the rhythm. He would thrust into Draco, who was pushed further into Ginny every time. They started slowly, the husky growls from Blaise's throat sounding as he pushed himself inside Draco's entrance, and the way Draco's half-lidded eyes watched Ginny darkly made her lungs feel empty, but she would gasp every time he thrust inside of her. Why did it feel so good? She was meant to feel violated, but somehow she knew she loved it – she loved being treated like prey by these Slytherin predators.
Blaise's pace quickened and because of this, Draco's did too, and Ginny moaned with every thrust. Blaise pushed Draco down so he was leaning over Ginny more, making her legs spread more and Ginny felt his hardness pressing against that part of her which made her see stars, and she mewled pathetically as he did so.
Similarly, Draco moaned and his eyelashes fluttered, and he managed, "Blaise, don't stop –"
Blaise took a hold of the blonde man's hips and slammed into him, and Ginny felt her body shaking more with every passing second before her vision went and she cried out, voice breaking as she did so, and she heard the groaning of one or both of the Slytherins before she was filled with a hot, wet warmth and a few quick thrusts and another pleasant shudder later, they collapsed, Blaise falling to the side with his arm draped over his lover who was panting and sweating.
Ginny breathed heavily, her heart pounding, her body slumped against the bed. She closed her eyes, and felt her chest heaving, her body holding onto the warmth in the aftermath. Ginny felt the ropes on her hands cutting off her circulation but she didn't care. She felt so wonderful, so brilliant.
The reality overcame her out of nowhere. She should not be liking this. She shouldn't be wanting more. She had essentially been raped and she wasn't feeling upset. She felt sick, and disgusted in herself, but she would let these two Slytherins have her any day of the week.
A hateful tear slipped from the corner of her eye and she waited for them to let her go.