Bellatrix entered the room, accompanied by five other Death Eaters, who were clearly there to enjoy the show. Bellatrix had changed out of her robes, and was now wearing a black leather bodysuit and heavy-duty stiletto boots. She looked evil, imposing, and positively vicious in comparison to the crying Hermione, who looked weak and innocent in her little white bra and panties and bare feet, curled up on the floor in pain from the beating that had just been delivered to her. The scene looked like a wounded gazelle about to be set upon by a lion. Bellatrix let out a maniacal cackle. "Well well mudblood whore...are you ready?" Crabbe and Goyle dragged Hermione to her feet and shoved her towards Bellatrix as the rest of the Death Eaters formed a circle around the crazed woman and the crying teenager.
Hermione was already unsteady on her feet, but she still moved toward Bellatrix, hoping to catch her off guard. She wasn't so lucky. Bellatrix ran forward and slammed the heel of her stiletto boot onto Hermione's bare foot. "OWWWWWWWW" screamed the unfortunate witch, as she fell to the floor, clutching her foot. As the girl writhed on the floor Bellatrix smirked and kicked her in the face, drawing another shriek as Hermione covered her face with her hands, blood trickling out of her nose. Bellatrix went into a frenzy, kicking and stomping the poor girl every time there was an opening. She kicked her in the stomach, stomped on her legs, kicked her in the back, in the head, and in the crotch as well. Each kick just caused Hermione to sob and scream louder, trying in vain to protect herself with her hands, as she curled into the fetal position; while the surrounding Death Eaters cheered Bellatrix on and mocked Hermione for being so weak. After the older woman had finished her barrage, the teenager lay on the floor, her left cheek on the concrete, one leg curled up to her body, the other one out behind her,one arm laying out in front of her, the other cradling her stomach, moaning, tears still running down her face. "Awww...the mudblood isn't as tough as she thought...is she?" Mocked Bellatrix in her singsong voice. "ARE YOU?!" Roared the psychotic Death Eater as she placed her boot on the side of Hermione's face and began to push down, crushing the pleading girl's head against the floor. "AAHHHHHH! AHHHHHH NO MORE PLEASE NO MORE!! GOD PLEASE STOP YOU WINNNNNN!!" Hermione's begging fell on deaf ears as Bellatrix put more and more pressure on her head, making it look as though the tears flowing from Hermione's eyes were being squeezed out. Finally, Bellatrix removed her foot, and Hermione cradled her head in her hands, crying incoherently.
The Death Eaters were laughing themselves hoarse at how pathetic the once-proud girl was. Bellatrix's face lit up as she got a new idea. Sitting on Hermione's stomach, she pinned the girl's arms behind her back, and suddenly began to claw at the younger woman's face with her sharp red nails. Hermione screamed and struggled, but was pinned under Bellatrix and could do nothing but cry and twist her head from side to side. Soon thin trickles of blood began to mingle with her tears as Bellatrix clawed her.
Bellatrix stopped clawing the teenager's face, and pushing the girl's bra aside without removing it, grabbed her nipples and YANKED them straight up.
Hermione's screams echoed throughout the chamber, and her back arched slightly under Bellatrix as the older woman mauled her petite breasts.
After what seemed like an eternity, Bellatrix stopped mauling her breasts, taking a moment to replace the girl's bra and revel in her tears. "DOES THAT FEEL GOOD WHORE?? DOES IT??" Bellatrix screamed into her face. "No...please..it hurts" was all Hermione managed to whimper. "Hmmmmm...I dont think we're getting the message across.." mused Bellatrix. Still keeping Hermione pinned beneath her, she slowly reached into the girl's white panties. Hermione regularly trimmed her pubic hairs, but she wasn't completely shaven, Bellatrix was delighted to discover. Trapping a pubic hair between her fingers, she waited a moment and roughly ripped it straight out, eliciting a fresh wail of agony from the tortured Hermione.
The Death Eaters all laughed and cheered Bellatrix on for her new idea. Bellatrix continued to rip out Hermione's pubic hairs. More screams escaped the teenager, her feet and legs kicked desperately, her toes curling in agony, unable to escape her tormentor.
This continued for a while, until Hermione didnt have a voice to scream with anymore. Ennervating the girl once again, Bellatrix forced her to her knees, and bent down to eye level with the sobbing girl. "Well then mudblood...do you give up?" "YES! YES I GIVE! PLEASE STOP! I DONT WANT TO DO THIS!!" Bellatrix considered for a moment. "Hmmm...no. I'm still having fun!" And with that she grabbed Hermione's right middle finger and snapped it, listening to the girl wail. "How about now mudblood?" "YES! PLEASE! I'M DONE!" Hermione sobbed. "I CANT HEAR YOU BITCH!" Screamed Bellatrix, as she broke the young woman's left middle finger. Hermione screamed some more. Bellatrix continued the process until she had broken all of Hermione's fingers, and left the sobbing girl on her knees in the circle of Death Eaters. "I'm finished with the bitch now. Hope you enjoyed it boys," Bellatrix said as she stalked out of the chamber.
Indeed the men had enjoyed it, as they were all hard. So they came closer to the kneeling girl, and forced her to go around the circle on her hurt knees, giving blowjobs to each and every one of them, ramming their dicks down her throat, and blowing their loads all over her tearstreaked face.
As the satisfied male Death Eaters filed out, the crying girl was left with Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle once again.
Malfoy grabbed her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "Now you know what happens if you try to escape bitch. You'll think twice before trying that again I'm sure, but just in case..." Malfoy nodded to Crabbe and Goyle, who each grabbed one of her legs, holding them slightly off the floor. Hermione screamed in brutal agony as they each brought a massive foot down on her elevated legs, breaking both of them. She fell onto her back and sobbed, as Malfoy conjured manacles on the wall at about waist height with no chains, they were directly bolted to the wall.
Crabbe and Goyle picked Hermione up and clamped her wrists behind her back into the shackles, so she was facing away from the wall . They were low enough so that her arms weren't holding her up, but she couldn't sit either, meaning Hermione would be forced to stand up bearing her weight on her broken legs. Realizing this she pleaded. "No wait! Not this please not this! Do anything else just don't leave me like this"
Malfoy laughed, and tipped an enervating potion down her throat to keep her fully awake. "Maybe next time you'll think before trying to escape. Enjoy your night." With that, he walked out of the chamber, and Crabbe and Goyle let go of her arms, meaning all of her weight instantly fell on her broken legs. Hermione screamed out for mercy, but now she was alone in the room, unimaginable pain coursing through her broken legs, unable to do anything but scream herself raw.
That night, The Death Eaters coming and going from the house were treated to Hermione's pathetic screams of pain echoing up from the basement.
(To be continued)