Chapter Three: Zabini and Flint
Cloaked figures encircled her and she pulled her eyes away from the dark corner her master sat in. The twelve men moved around watching her through their masks. A few licked their lips and bared their teeth. The hazy fog brought on by Malfoys ministrations had cleared from Hermione's mind and she could feel the chill from the room on her skin. Perspiration cooled her tanned flesh and she swallowed audibly to ease her dry throat.
A broad figure stepped up to stand in front of her and snarled, "Looks like the cunts getting what she deserves. Malfoy's made a great start, bitch sitting there acting like he's defiled her precious princess self."
He reached out to grab her chin, tilting it up to face him. She saw the close up of his cruel smile and dark skin peeking under the mask. Aside from their eyes, the lower halves of the death eaters faces were all that were uncovered with the rest of their bodies cased in uniform robes made of fine leather and silk. Hermione could almost smell the raw desire flowing from the man.
"Soon you'll realise that was nothing. This cum-snatch is going to feel real defilement and debasement soon enough, and she's going to love it. You cock-sucking, loose pussyed tramp!"
With that wrenched his hand away from her and unzipped to reveal a hard and veiny black cock. Hermione had never been with a black man before and eyed his tool with wonder noticing the darker uncircumcised tip. He slapped it onto her face before shoving the meat between her parted lips.
"Yes Malfoy was right, her hot mouth was made for guzzling our cum. Fuck-toy is going to deep-throat all our dicks. Get that hole nice and acquainted with Slytherin sperm 'til she crawls around, tits hanging low, mouth open for any cock to enter."
He started off with a slow pace making shallow thrusts and raised his hands to rest on the back of his head, looking down and revelling in the power he had over the cock-slave. She felt a different pair of hands grab the back of her head and shove her deeper down his cock holding her into place. The man behind snickered at her struggles and continued to shunt her down. She choked around the large cock, throat spasms making the man attached to it grunt. Her pussy was on fire again.
"This fuck-meat is enjoying it Zabini. She's leaking everywhere," the man behind her sneered.
Hermione squealed around Blaise Zabini's flesh as she felt something cold reach under her skirt and rub against her cunt. She carried on convulsing around the cock and breathed through her nose, realising that the death eater behind her was rubbing his boot up and down her slit. The steel tip of the toe pushed against her clit and she wailed hoarsely. Her pussy was drenching his foot with her slick fluids and she began to steadily move her hips against it. Scarcely enough to make her come, the boot running up and down offered little respite.
"Flint do it again, run your toe against her clit. The mudblood cunt whores mouth vibrates around my cock nicely."
Marcus Flint barked a laugh and bent to lift up the back of the slave's skirt, tucking it into the waistband. The other death eaters standing around had a clear view of her arse now and he straightened to carry on mauling the apex of her open thighs with his shoe. He ran the tip down her slit, across her clit and back up again to rest against her anal rosette. He repeated this a few times enjoying corrupting the mudblood's cunt. She responded with another deep moan, pussy clenching at his motions. Lifting his shoe away from her anus he pushed ever so slightly into her cunt, fucking her it with the steel point. Hermione's eyes bulged at the barbarity and she pathetically tugged against the warm ropes around her thighs.
"Boot-slut will let anything fuck her. My toe is giving the fucking bitch pleasure. This is what you're worth whore, you should be begging for our cocks to fuck your twat and until then we'll fuck you with our boots, brooms, end of table legs… yes even furniture. Hell I'll fuck you with your own wand, I know Malfoy has it somewhere. You'll look so pretty arse up with your wand running in and out of your snatch and on display for every visitor here. You'll make the perfect door stop. Maybe we'll stash it in your arsehole to only take it out when we want to destroy the hole with our dicks."
At Flint's words, Hermione screech was muffled as she gagged around the cock in her mouth. Zabini had started to harshly thrust and the hands on her head still held her firmly. She couldn't believe a boot was fucking her hole. In and out, in and out she felt the tip violate her and she treasured every second. She could see the man's mouth curl up as he neared his orgasm, pumping away into her.
"Keep going Flint, I'm going to soak this cum drinking slut."
After what felt like an eternity Zabini withdrew his pulsing cock from the cavern of her mouth, gripped the base and held the tip to her lips. She watched as he jerked his hand over the hard flesh and licked the slit of the cock causing him to growl in response. The hands holding her head angled her face up to receive what was coming.
"Fucking bitch. You fucking WHORE!"
He released his thick and creamy load with a shout and it splashed against her lips and upturned nose. He continued to milk his tool and the fluid smeared her cheeks, oozing down her face. The boot fucking her cunt never eased its path during the process. Her face was smeared with his cum and it steadily started to drip down her neck onto her chest, joining the fluids already covering her from earlier. The fluid drenched the flimsy shirt which was now thin enough to show the covered nipple poking through it.
Zabini mercilessly teased her by running the length of his cock against her lips to smear his fluids around and withdrew with a leer, tucking it away into his trousers. The hands had let go of her hair and her head dangled backwards, eyes closed, as she caught her breath. He felt a sense of pride at her pretty face covered in his milky seed and stepped away.
"My turn," the man attached to the boot growled.
Flint pulled his sodden boot away from her pussy and strode around to face the panting whore. The other men stood a few feet away and continued masturbating.
"Looks like he did a nice number on your mouth, cunt. But I'm not as… orthodox as him shall we say."
Hermione had heard the rumours. Flint was known to have vulgar and downright animal-like preferences and he wasn't ashamed to get what he wanted. This death eater loved putting on a show and had originality almost rivalling a well-known werewolf.
"First thing cunt, you're going to clean me. My shoes are still covered in your filth and we all know you love licking a good boot."
He magically moved the ropes around her body to push her arms behind and head down against the ground before pushing his foot beside her mouth. For the second time that night her cheek rested on the floor and she began licking the mess her pussy had made. The sweet flavour invaded her mouth and she hummed at the taste, slowly taking her fill. Unhappy at the pace Flint bent to grab her exposed nipple and zapped the tip wandlessly. With nothing filling her mouth she was able to freely scream at the pain mixing with her pleasure. The other men jeered at the sound.
"Faster bitch this isn't even part of my turn. I just want a clean shoe, cunt."
Hermione sped up lathering the boot with her tongue and slurping up her secretions. Happy with the level of cleanliness Flint stepped back and shifted her on her knees, hands behind her, but hovering above the ground to bring her tits to his cock level.
"I'm not going to fuck your mouth just yet you cock-hungry cunt. I'm going to wrap your big juicy tits around my cock and go to town. This is the prelude to my pleasure tonight."
He reached down and grabbed the two open sides of her shirt and tore them apart exposing both breasts to the crowd. The cameras snapped wildly to capture her topless body, the back of her skirt still tucked up and arse on show. Flint ran his fingers down her cheek gathering his fellow death eaters cum and pushed it into her mouth. Hermione slurped on the digit tasting the tang of semen and flicked the tip with her tongue.
"Fucking slut, look at you drinking in cold cum like it's water in a desert. Cum-whore can't get enough of this."
Flint seized the back of her neck and pulled her up for a wild kiss, teeth clashing against hers. Hermione groaned into his mouth and let him exhort his power over her. He pushed his tongue against her and savagely licked and took from her what he wanted until she felt a faint tang of blood in her mouth. Biting at her lower lip he couldn't care less for the taste of semen covering them. Feeling a pinch Hermione realised he was twisting both nipples at the same time and held them in place as he kissed her. He let go suddenly and the blood rushed back into her tips leaving her groaning into his hot mouth. She heard the sound of another zipper and realised Flint had released his cock whilst still attacking her mouth. He twisted her nipples again and she enjoyed the pain this brought as he worried her tits. His hands released her and she watched him stroke his thick cock; it had a beautiful vein pulsating on the underside and Hermione itched to lick it. When she continued to feel the pain she looked down and realised he had placed metal clamps around the twisted tips.
"I give pain big tit cunt, sadism is my preferred method of pleasure."
With that leered statement disentangled from her red lips, swollen from his vicious kiss, and stepped away. He moved his hands to conjure a long chain that sealed around both of her clamps. With a gruff laugh he watched her alarmed face as he magically tightened the chain bringing both tits closer and straining her tips. He carried on until the chain was incredibly short at an inch long, and her nipples were brought painfully close. Her face scrunched from the delightful pain. Her nipples had darkened from dusky brown to a deeper colour and her chest flushed red from her arousal.
"Perfect, now you're ready mudblood bitch-whore."
Summoning a silver whip he ran his fingers along the length. Hermione watched in shock, eyes following the swish of it. From a distance cold, grey eyes noticed the well-hidden joy across her face and a smirk formed on the observing man's face.
"A little pain before my pleasure I think."
With that Flint snapped the tip of the whip against the sensitive underside of her breast hearing her howl. He whipped it again watching the flesh jiggle delightfully and then copied his action across the other breast not giving her a chance to recover. The whip was red hot when it touched her but the strange material left a cold chill when it left her skin. Directing the whip to her the top side of her areolas he alternated between the two globes enjoying the red lines marking her skin. She shrieked at each snap against her flesh.
"Yesssss, please! More!"
The men laughed at the obvious enjoyment Hermione was feeling. Flint was bringing out a side of her she had kept hidden well. He tightened the clamps wandlessly to her pained gasps and smirked as he went in for the kill; he flicked the whip to the tip of her already mauled left nipple.
"Ahh!" she screamed, not expecting the direct hit on the sensitive area.
Alternating between her nipples he carried on whipping a little while before finishing with a final swish against her cleavage. The flesh of her tits was marred with thin red lines and the pushed together skin bulged at her each breath. She whined at the pain and knew the level of abuse she was going through was exactly why she had come here. Her nipples were straining between the clamps and she shook from the after effects of her lashing, head hanging low. The audience enjoyed the show this death eater was known for bringing.
"And now we begin cock-whore mudblood."
He threw the whip to the ground and strode up to the slave, tipping her head back to look at her defeated face, arousal clearly in her eyes, and spat across her cheek in disgust. He pulled her forward by the chain causing her to pleasingly scream as her nipples were stretched. Cock still hanging out Flint gripped her neck with one hand for leverage, holding firmly above the piece of jewellery there, and thrust his manhood under the chain and between her glorious mounds.
"Oh!" Hermione squealed.
Resting his cock between her cleavage, Flint squeezed her neck slightly and pushed her bound and floating form up and harshly down his cock. He set a quick pace and Zabini's cum and his fluids lubricated the tight passage. Her tits jiggled at his thrusts, still strained from the link holding them together which stimulated him even more. The tip of his thick cock jammed against her chin as he stabbed it between her breasts, smearing more pre-cum on her face. He held his hands expertly to not crush her throat but to limit the blood supply to her brain, asphyxiating her a little but not enough to lose consciousness. He wanted her to remember him ravaging her swollen tits with spectators watching it.
"Fucking WHORE, you're going to take this. Take the gift my big cock gives you. Take it like the cock-sucking bitch you are. You've done this before gutter-slut, tit-fucked the whole of Gryffindor at Hogwarts I bet, bent at the knees at the entrance of the common room for every motherfucker in that house and held your bare tits up high for them to fuck with their pathetic dicks. Bet this piss-drinker walked around all day without a bra, nipples on show, ready to titty fuck a dick at any notice. Even the almighty Gryffindor his highness, Dumbledore. Bet you took his wrinkly dick and balls and slathered them with your tongue before pressing these magnificent tits around his cock. That's what you were doing instead of saving the world dog-bitch, sucking and fucking DICK!"
Hermione had given tit-jobs before but usually held her breasts together and gently set her own pace. This was something different, something inhuman. His words, her pressed-up tits decorated with clamps that stung her nipples and the lack of control had her moaning in desire. Now violently bringing her up and down his cock, Flint watched her rosy tits bounce and her head loll back and forth at each slick shunt. The ropes encasing her legs stretched at each up-thrust, tightening at her thighs. He was in the zone and he was going to force this cunt to carry on until he blew his load over her hot body.
"Lick it! Lick the tip," he demanded of her.
"Yess, oh yess," she mumbled losing her mind to the sensations.
Pulling her head down she looked through her half-lidded eyes and saw the juicy cock shove between her tits rapidly. Pushing out her pink tongue she ran it across the top of the head. Growing bolder and loving the taste, she opened her whole mouth and let him fuck her tits and into her mouth. She tongued the slit of his cock at each thrust like a perfect little cock-slave.
"She makes a great picture Flint, carry on ruining her. I am going to suck her dry," snarled a voice from behind.
As Flint continued to wreak havoc on her tits and mouth grunting like a wild animal, she felt a figure grab her arse and kneel behind. Her hovering body put her at the perfect height to have her pussy slurped and her hole gushed at the thought. Caressing her arse cheeks the stranger licked a line from her rosette to down her cleft and muttered in pleasure at the taste.
"You ass tastes as divine as Malfoy says, Miss Mudblood. We shall see if your other entrance tastes as sweet."
Concentrating on the cock fucking her mouth and tits, Hermione was faintly aware of the man rustling about and looked down to suddenly see a masked face between her legs. He sat beneath her gripping her thighs and pulled apart her lower lips with his hooked nose before rubbing it against her pussy and taking in her scent.
"Sweet, she smells so sweet. Women like this need a good tongue lashing, keep them on their toes and begging for us to take them."
With that the man dove into her pussy. Hermione squealed around the tip of the cock Flint had deliberately held in her mouth to feel the vibrations when she moaned, just like he knew she would.
"Lick her filthy pussy Professor Snape, lick her up real good. Her dirty mouth vibrates around my cock every time you do."
Taking on Flint's encouragement Severus Snape used the pad of his tongue and swiped it up the whole of her slit, savouring the fluids on his taste buds. Hermione was half in shock at the thought of her professor- ex-professor- licking at her pussy. For a mudblood she tasted syrupy and Snape could not get enough as he carried on lashing her cunt with his expert tongue. He wished he had taken her after the war, his prize for everything he endured.
"Did you know cunty, Professor is known for pussy-licking. The man may have more refined tastes than me but he's going to show you a fucking whale of a time too, you'll be begging for Slytherin cocks, tongues and fingers only for the rest of your life. He'll curse you so your dirty body will only enjoy a pureblood cock just by using his tongue. The life of a death eater whore: spreading her pussy lips and arse cheeks to offer us her holes and begging us to fuck your filthy orifices."
Flint was panting in excitement watching his slave convulse at his callous language.
"We'll ruin you, you know, parade your permanently cum-stained body in front of those who at the moment respect you most. Bend you over the Minister of Magic's desk and fuck your arse loose there. Pull your legs up to display your nude, wet pussy across the bar of the The Leaky Cauldron before two of our cocks fuck that hole nice and deep- might even fuck it with a goblet for show. We'll spread you on the Slytherin table at Hogwarts for the older of-age boys to rut over dinner. They'll auction off your holes for purebloods of other houses to fuck you. I'm sure the teachers wouldn't mind."
Flint grabbed an encased nipple with his free hand and twisted it further as he told her what depravity she had yet to come, cock still plunging between her tits. Snape's fingers pressed into her thighs leaving bruises as he pushed deeper into her fertile crevice tasting her over and over.
"We'll walk you naked through the halls of Hogwarts, arms tied back showing off these famous war-heroine tits. Filch would kill his cat to get a taste of your loose twat. We'd offer your body to any of-age Slytherin during classes. You'll sit there naked and bouncing on their laps, taking cocks up your arse as they learn. Snape would probably force you to prepare a potion while bent over getting lashed with his tongue and fucked in the mouth."
At Flint's words Snape murmured his agreement from between her legs.
"Outside of your beloved school you'll crawl through Hogsmeade, anus plugged and seeping pussy on show for all patrons of the village to see what has become of the great Gryffinwhore. They'll pour their butterbeers over your arse and down your sopping gash before shoving a bottle up your cunt to stop the leak. We'll drag you naked on a leash through Diagon Alley letting every man take a good look at your stuffed holes, doesn't matter what we fill them with I know you'll take it all with joy."
Hermione gasped and writhed at his ruthless words wishing she could be subjected to such beautiful torture. Snape was now roughly tongue-fucking her hole.
Flint panted and smirked before casually taunting her with what she had never imagined, "We'll even splay you stripped bare and on your back across your precious headmaster Dumbledore's grave, pumping our cocks into you with your legs spread wide until your cunt and arsehole are leaking death eater batter all over his fucking tombstone."
Hearing her wail and reach in vain for her release at his vulgar statement, Flint came hard with a snarl. His thick, white seed released over her breasts and he tilted his cock to finish across her neck, chin and lips. He pulled his dick out of the space between her mashed together tits, the fluid squelching around. Thick lines dribbled, puddling at her cleavage. The crowd watched as his cum dripped down the skin and hung off her the metal-clad nipples, the thickness allowing the fluid to cling to the tips.
"Lick it up whore!"
"Bitch drink his cum up!"
"Don't waste it mudblood, slurp his pureblood semen like the slut you are!"
Still unable to come courtesy of her necklace, Hermione groaned at the shouts she heard from the other death eaters and pushed out her tongue to lick the cream from her lips, slurping up the lumpy fluid like it was a sweet milkshake. She bent her head and licked the tops of her chest as best she could.
Squeezing her cum-smeared tits Flint pulled up the chain hanging off the globes with a finger and commanded, "Lick your nipples, lick my seed from your filthy muddy tits."
The crowd heckled as they eagerly watched her debase herself. Hermione bent her neck downwards as far as she could and pushed her tongue out to rinse her clamped left nipple, gulping up the fluid. Once her nipple was cleaned she turned to the other and sucked in the entire tip, clamp and all, to swallow his semen.
"Lick the whole messy tit, clean it all off cum-gutter-slut."
A fire raging in her belly from Snapes tongue lapping at her pussy she circled the tip of her tongue around the whole breast and over the clamps, cleaning off his seed in the process. The men around her smirked and jeered at this but she was too busy lathering her own tits with her spit to notice the show she was giving. Happy with her for now Flint spat on her face, pulled again at the chain on her nipples sadistically and then magically removed her clamps. Hermione gasped, back arching at the pain of release and her cum-soiled tits wiggled around as they were harshly freed from their restraints. He pocketed the metal devices and backed away.
Unlatching his mouth from her pussy Snape let go of her bruised thighs and moved away to stand. He wiped the secretions covering his mouth across her tiny skirt. Walking round to stand in front of her, he raked his eyes over her dishevelled form; Malfoy, Flint and Zabini's cum streaked her body, her abused tits strained as her arms were held back and her pussy continued to dribble. He lowered her body until her knees touched the ground and pulled out his hard cock, running a finger across the weeping tip.
"Miss Mudblood, besides tasting a woman I enjoy a good witch sucking my cock. You are not considered a worthy witch so tonight you will service my dark needs too."
He pressed his turgid member across her swollen lips and ran the tip along them coating them with his pre-cum. Brushing a long finger gently across her cheek he smiled spitefully.
"Yes whore, tonight you will truly come into your own. Your one true purpose."
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