Wow I can't believe how much traffic this story is getting! Thanks everyone so much :) And a special thanks to all of those who have favorite/followed this story. :) WARNING: This IS a smut chapter, more specifically, it's a rape scene. So, if you don't want to read it then do NOT read this chapter and wait for the next one :) Welp, here we go! Enjoy :)
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Monday finally arrived and Hermione was waiting on her bed in one of her ridiculous maid outfits. Since Draco's story in her bedroom, she had sulked around the wing of the Manor exploring. She couldn't believe his story, but then where was the proof? She was here, they were dead. Or at least, they hadn't tried to find her. Hermione's last memory was herself running in the woods, hexes flying past her and hitting the trees around her. Before that? Her, Harry, and Ron sitting in a tent and reading a book that Proffesor Dumbledore had left her. The facts were, she was here as Draco Malfoy's slave, and Ron and Harry were nowhere to be found. She had come to terms with her best friends' death, but it didn't make her time any easier. She knew she would never again enjoy life.
Draco threw open the door with a big smile on his face. "Come my slave!" He called merrily to Hermione. "Your day's chores are to start!" Draco said, as Hermione slowly stood up from the bed.
"Its past dark and my day is just starting?" Hermione asked, surprised. Draco smirked and pulled a rope from behind his back.
"I said your chores are to start." He corrected. Hermione swallowed as she saw there was a collar attached to the rope, and that the rope was actually a leash. Draco attached the collar and pulled Hermione towards him, cramming her body to his. "And I have a feeling you'll enjoy them." Draco mused running a hand down the side of Hermione's face.
Draco had been waiting for this night since Hermione's arrival. After telling Hermione his made up story on Monday night he had refrained from touching her as intimately as he had. But tonight there would be no restraints, mentally anyway, and he would enjoy breaking in his new slave. He led Hermione by her leash out of the bedroom and down the hall. He stopped in front of his door and waved his wand, muttering a secret word. The door opened and he quickly dragged Hermione in, slamming the door shut behind them. Hermione barely had time to view the beautiful room before she was thrown onto the bed. Draco cuffed her hands to the headboard then stared down at her. "Oh, Granger. I am going to enjoy this." Draco said smirking. The lights went out and the fireplace roared to life, casting a soft glow over the room. Draco then proceeded to slide off Hermione's outfit, then her bra, then her underwear. He stood above her, admiring her naked body before stripping down to his silk green boxers. Draco straddled Hermione's waist and began to massage her plump breasts. Hermione tilted her head to the side, her tears silent, but Draco grabbed her chin and forced her head up. "Watch what I do to you."
For the next twenty minutes Draco bit, licked, kissed and nibbled on every intimate part of Hermione. She cringed and shook, hating how degrading her first time was turning out to be. Draco made his way from her neck to her breasts, biting hard on her nipples making her cry out in pain. He smirked, seeming to enjoy the painful cries. He moved down and bit on the insides of her thighs, hard enough to draw blood. Tears slid down Hermione's cheeks as Draco licked a little of the blood. "Mudblood..." He whispered, his hot breath making Hermione squirm uncomfortably. Finally, after it looked like Draco could hold out no longer, he threw off his boxers and lowered himself over Hermione. He looked down at Hermione's tear stricken face and he seemed to soften. "Oh Hermione…" He whispered softly. Hermione looked up at him hopefully and Draco leaned down and softly pressed his lips to Hermione's. Hermione sighed into the kiss, feeling that maybe Malfoy had changed his mind and wouldn't take her. Suddenly Draco thrust himself into her softest parts, making Hermione cry out as flashing colors assaulted her vision. Draco made a victorious grunt and thrust into her again and again. Each time was harder and deeper, and hurt worse than the last one. Hermione openly wept and grunted while Draco had his way with her. Eventually the pain somewhat subsided and all she could feel was a numbness. She looked up at Draco and a bead of sweat fell off his forehead onto her face. She looked back off to the side, trying to put herself anywhere but in his bed. Eventually she heard him strain and grunt, then finish. He rolled off her to his side, smiling devilishly at her. He quickly reached up and unlocked her handcuffs. He sighed and laid back on his back as Hermione laid there staring at the ceiling. Draco chuckled then looked over, as if just remembering that Hermione was in there. "Hermione…" He started softly. His tone caused Hermione to look over, suspecting that she had heard what sounded like regret. Draco kissed her hard on the mouth, then pulled back and glared at her. "Get out." He ordered. Hermione quickly jumped from the bed, ran over to grab her clothes then ran out of the room. She could hear Draco laughing as she slammed the door behind her. She wobbled the short distance down the hallway and into her room, slamming and locking the door behind her. Hermione screamed and threw the clothes across the room. She covered her face in her hands and wept for her world and what it had come to.
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Whoa! Lol. So that was my first attempt at any type of smut writing, hopefully I didn't let you guys down too badly? Leave reviews and stay turned for the next chapter :)
Next Chapter - Hermione grows into a routine at the Manor, and Draco finds himself almost in a trance. Maybe more smut? We'll see :)