Chapter 13: Inside The Darkest Of Embraces
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Warning: Violence and Rape content ahead...via flashback...
Strange Bedroom,Snape Manor, Unknown Location...
Tears had continued to stream down the cheeks of Hermione Granger as she sat in the bed with her knees pressed against her chest. She had not dared move since Snape had come in the night before and had his way with her. While he had not used the opportunity to invade her all together, he had still shaken her to her very core with his twisted antics. The feeling of disgust had been almost tangible as she tried to keep her mind from wondering back to the previous night and what Snape had done to her. She had hated him. The disgusting pig in the form of her Potions Professor had finally managed to sink to a new level of low in her already bias mind.
As she sat there with her eyes looking over the tome that sat on her desk, she wondered if it contained what was needed to finally put a swift end to the Slytherin git's reign of terror. Her thoughts briefly want to her former friend Ginny and what the red head witch must have had to go through as Snape twisted her mind and turned her into his willing servant.
She had not understood how a vibrant and fierce young witch like Ginny Weasley had become like she had, sub-servant to the very git she spent a good deal more time rebelling against when she attended her final year at Hogwarts.
From what Hermione had been told, Snape ran the school like a well adapted prison. There had been no merriment of any kind nor love of anything as the Carrow twins implemented punishment and swift reproach to any who did not follow the despot Voldemort's grand plan for the school. Snape had been his unyielding instrument in taking the place that once held so much promise and good memories and twisting it into a grim shell of it's former existence when Dumbledore had been Headmaster.
In the middle of the chaos had been Ginny Weasley, the only young witch who dared raise her voice as well as her wand against the overbearing dictator from the confines of his very school. Looking at her now, one could hardly believe she once had a good deal of fight in her. She simply wandered the servants quarters until summoned by Snape to be his willing sexual partner. Hermione shuddered to think what Snape had planned for her in that regard but she resolved herself to never stop fighting. She had loved Ginny but she never wanted to end up like her.
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The Headmaster's Office, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...(1998)
Severus Snape had been looking through a series of budget reports on his desk not at all pleased with having to be the one stuck with mountains of paperwork. He had only been Headmaster for a few weeks and already he was growing tired of the position as far as Albus Dumbledore's instruction had been, he was to be the last line of defense when it came to Voldemort's rule to give the children a fighting chance as well as the staff. He simply followed the old wizard's instructions to the letter but nothing had been said about his new found liberties under cover of darkness. There had been an unspoken measure of understanding between the old man and he about his new activities concerning a number of the young witches that attended Hogwarts. He cared not for the once barely old enough to arouse his attention given their unshapely bodies. No. His eyes had been on the older witches fully developed but not yet embittered by age or brandishing a sense of entitlement.
He had been the master of their little uncertain world when behind these walls and it was a power that had been most intoxicating.
As he continued to get back to his paper work, his office door had been opened in the rudest of gestures and Amycus Carrow came strolling in with the red head Weasley girl in tow. He pushed the cheeky chit toward the desk and caused her to ruffled the already completed stack of parchments. Snape watched all his work from the previous two hour be undone in a matter of seconds.
"What is the meaning of this unwarranted interruption?" he said in an eerily calm tone despite his apparent fury at having his work disturbed.
Amycus Carrow's lip curled in disgust as he glared murderously at Ginny Weasley.
"I caught this one here sneaking about after curfew." he replied in a gruff tone. "Alecto's been saying this one's been stirring up all sorts of trouble with the others as well."
Snape's obsidian gaze shifted to Ginny.
"Is this true Miss Weasley?" he asked with an impassive expression filed across his sallow pale face.
"So what if it is?" she shot back narrowing her dark eyes at the spineless wizard whom had killed Dumbledore. "What are you going to do about it Snape, I'm not afraid of you and I'm not some old man blinded by your false loyalty."
It was Snape's turn to narrow his eyes at the young witch.
"See." muttered Amycus. "This blood traitor bitch has quite the mouth on her."
"And it will be put to good use I'm sure." replied Snape not taking his eyes off the red head witch.
"You'd better handle this one before she get's too big in the breeches Snape." replied Amycus. "Merlin knows we don't need another mouthy Gryffindor like that Minerva bitch running about stirring things up...you already know what the dark lord demands in terms of punishment for such things."
"I am well aware of what he demands." snapped Snape as his obsidian gaze fell on the male Carrow twin. "You may return to your duties."
Amycus glared at Ginny one last time and took his leave of The Headmaster and the unruly student.
Snape turned his attention back to the red head witch.
"Well, Miss Weasley." he began. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
"Go stuff yourself Snape." said Ginny in reply.
Snape had been furious as he got up from his desk and made his way over toward the mouthy witch.
"What did you say?" he growled as his temper got the better of him.
His face level with hers as he leaned down meeting her equally furious gaze.
Before Snape could react, Ginny spit into his face causing him to grab her by the throat and slam her face down onto his large oak desk. He moved until he was pressed against her now raised buttock and leaned in very close to her ear.
"Stupid girl." he muttered. "If you are so keen on challenging me and the dark lord's rule then you will suffer the same fate as your head of house."
Ginny had not understood what he mean by this. The sudden and unwelcome sense of being completely devoid of clothing alarmed her greatly. The red head witch struggled to get free of the stronger wizard's grasp as his long pale fingers that had chopped so many potions ingredients before her in past classes gripped her vibrant red hair in a violent fashion.
She could feel his trademark black robes softly brushing against the exposed flesh of her buttocks as Snape continued to stand behind her. A chill went through the witch as she continued to struggle against his hold.
"You and Potter are just as self absorbed as people can get." he muttered behind her. "How fitting that he would chose you to be his girlfriend."
Thinking of Harry gave her the strength to continue struggling against this twisted bastard and his intention to break her. Despite her will, Snape had not budged and continued to hold her down. The sound of a zipper coming undone had been the only thing to break the silence that had fallen when Snape paused in his rant. It forced Ginny to try and come up with one new plan of escape after another.
"Stupid mouthy little chit." mutter Snape at last. "Do you have any idea what must be done to ensure you keep your head down and your fucking mouth shut!?...Do you have any idea what must be done lest Carrow go running to the dark lord's ear?"
Ginny cared not for what would happen to Snape should the male Carrow go tattling to snake-face. All that mattered to her was being free of Snape and that wasn't happening any time soon. The Headmaster sighed knowing all too well that his words had fallen on deaf ears. He kicked the young witch's legs apart and charmed them to stay put in case she had gotten any bright ideas.
Ginny groaned unable to move her legs and realizing all too well what was to come next. She had been absolutely powerless given that her wand had been confiscated by Carrow and Snape had her pinned to his desk and her legs charmed to stay in place. She let out a sharp breath when she felt something warm and slick sink into her warm depths. A grunt from Snape filled her ears as he pressed his body forward, sliding his engorged and newly freed cock into her youthful body.
He would have been lying if he had said he took no pleasure in this little brand of punishment. Ginerva Weasley had been far better a sexual partner than he would have given her credit for. Perhaps that was the reason she had gone through so many of the Gryffindor boys in just a few short years of discovering her own sexuality.
A series of sharp moans escaped the young witch as Snape's cock continued to force it's way inside her tight little form. Tears began to stream down the cheeks of the young witch as she looked up at the portraits of the former Headmasters all blank with the exception of one, Albus Dumbledore.
The blue eyed wizard had an expression of utter shame filed across his face as Snape thrust deeply into the red head witch's body. She bit her lower lip as he continued to fill her. Never before had she experienced anything like this, given that her other partners had been boys of her own choosing and Snape was a man that simply invaded her with his enormous cock greatly stretching her body to a size she had been unused to.
"Are you proud of me now Albus?" said Snape with a twisted grin filed across his sallow pale face. "I am I the man you wanted me to be yet."
Ginny thought the dark wizard strange as she noted him staring up at the former Headmaster's portrait.
A series of hard thrusts had Ginny's vision blurring and her body weak. Snape seemed to delight in the aspect of their forbidden coupling.
"Good girl." he muttered. "So beautiful...so exquisite."
She could feel him stroking her exposed backside as he continued to display his power driving her forward as he glared back at Dumbledore.
The old man remained silent although he had not dared take is eyes off the scene. He had caused this. He had transformed the once loyal and trustworthy defender of the students of Hogwarts into this twisted being of darkness. It was simply a matter of pride that kept Snape doing his job and following his exact orders, but it had been all too clear that something else was beginning to surface within. Something dark and unpredictable, the more he had been submerged in evil, the further he got away from being himself.
"Tell him what it feels like." said Snape whispering into the now gasping witch's ear. "Tell him how my cock feels invading you."
Ginny continued to bite her lip not wishing to adhere to Snape's command.
A dark chuckle erupted from the current Headmaster at her feeble attempt to undermined him.
"There still seems to be a great deal of fight left in you." he hissed. "Good...you'd make for an excellent distraction in this dull place."
Ginny closed her eyes not wishing to look at the former Headmaster anymore as Snape's antics began to get the better of her. It had been as if she had little to no control over her own body.
"I will break you yet Miss Weasley." he hissed softly in her ear before biting it causing a ripple of pain to shoot through her as he continued to pound into her from behind his desk.
Ginny's mind venture toward the images of her boyfriend Harry Potter. She tried to imagine him battling all sorts of evil, vile, death eaters and emerging victorious in a bid to make herself feel better about what Snape had been doing to her.
Time seemed to pass rather slowly before Snape finally grunted thrusting into the red head witch a final time and spilling himself inside her. It had taken longer than he anticipated to teach the mouthy chit a lesson but he had been sure that his point had been made. He quickly pulled away from her, cast a few cleansing spells and fixed his attire. With a lazy flick of his wrist, he restored the red head witch's clothes and released her form the binging charm.
"I trust Miss Weasley that you have learned your lesson in terms of serving your betters." said Snape in a cold tone as he sat back down to his desk and continued fumbling with his parchments.
Ginny had not said a word as the cold fury behind her eyes indicated that this was not over. Far from it. If Severus Snape thought he was going to get away with raping a student he had another thing coming. The current Headmaster lazily flicked his wand once more casting a non-discreet contraceptive charm on the witch as she retreated back to Gryffindor tower.
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Spare Bedroom, Snape's Manor, Unknown Location...
Silence had been the only sound that filled the elegantly decorated bedroom Severus Snape entered. He could already see the shivering mass beneath the silken fibers of her green robe as he undressed and made his way over toward the brass canopy bed covered with red satin sheets and plush pillows of the softest white silk. It wasn't long before the dark wizard appeared completely naked, his pale flesh exposed to the morning chill as he slipped beneath the covers. He had his sights set on Hermione Granger at the moment but she was much too valuable a resource where her intellect had been concerned in the matter of settling an old score so he contented himself with the second best thing, the former girlfriend of the urchin Harry Potter, the boy who failed miserably as far as Snape was concerned to end the reign of the dark lord after all that contemptuous Gryffindor spouting nonsense that he was "The Chosen One."
Snape had endured every kind of agony imaginable at the behest of Albus Dumbledore to give the boy a fighting chance and still the boy had failed. The bitter taste of spite and defeat had only served to twist Snape further in the wake of his new found lifestyle. The beautiful red headed Weasley girl had been quite the prize given she had challenged him even before Hermione Granger took up her wand against him...the death of her boyfriend and brother did wonders to insight the fire within her as she single-handedly blamed Snape for his demise.
The sudden instance of his return prior to Harry's death and the attack on Hogwarts against McGonagall had been more than enough reason for Ginny to take up arms against him, and given the options available at the time, she had been the only one brave enough. The cheeky witch and the insufferable know it all had devised a plan to have the school evacuated and move their little rebellious cause under ground. Snape had anticipated this little upheaval and systematically, destroyed their little dream team.
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The Great Hall, Hogwarts Castle, Wizarding World...Two Years Prior...
News of Snape's defeat of Professor McGonagall swept the school as well as the wizarding world. Hermione Granger and Ginny Weasley had attempted to evacuate the school as she had instructed but Snape's control over the school as Headmaster made it so that no one could leave without his say so. At the conclusion of his battle, the ebony clad Headmaster swept into The Great Hall. Silence from the war's survivors had been the only sound as he inspected them one by one with his ever scrutinizing eyes of obsidian. They had believed him dead. And found themselves shocked to see him standing in one peace given all the stories surrounding McGonagall's defeat of him. Professor Horace Slughorn had been in attendance as well as the other staff members and they all felt the intense fear of their former colleague.
"Surprised to see me?" asked Snape as if it had not been obvious by the wide eyes and open mouth expressions. "Not to worry, I shall not take offense that you believed in Minerva's power over mine...much."
The Potions Master merely waved his hand and almost immediately the house colors disappeared from every student's robes leaving them all in basic black and white. He smirked as he shuffled some of the seating arrangements and motioned for everyone to take a seat in the wake of his new found status. Without a word they all did what he so graciously suggested not sure what to make of anything any more.
"Welcome to my school...an adept vision of the future of this world wouldn't you agree?" said Snape with a hint of malice behind his tone. "There are no Carrows, no dark lord, no Dumbledore...well of course there's no Dumbledore given that I... "murdered" him as Potter so graciously put it."
There was a collective gasp that filled the room.
Snape seemed delighted by their unnerved faces.
"If Harry was here you would never be standing where Dumbledore stood!" shouted a most familiar voice among the crowd.
Snape smirked as he noted how fitting the scene had been. He was nearly murdered before the eyes of Harry Potter in this very room and now his little chit had something to say.
"Miss Weasley." said The Potions Master with a smirk. "How nice to see you...in one piece...a pity...I can't say the same for much of your family...then again there was always a good deal of you running about anyway."
Ginny shocked everyone including Hermione when she drew her wand and cast the first hex that came to mind.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" she shouted drawing even more collective gasps.
It would seem all hope hinged on her at the moment because no one made a move to stop her, not even Snape. The flash of green magic had struck Snape right in the chest piercing his ebony robes and borrowing into his pale flesh. The entire hall erupted into celebratory jeering from every house when Snape hit the ground. Even the staff had been in on the celebration.
Sadly, it was to be short lived as Snape sat up, dusted off his attire and treated Ginny Weasley to a long slow clap in congratulations. Everyone immediately fell silent once more having just witnessed Severus Snape, dreaded Potions Master of Hogwarts now murderer of Albus Dumbledore, survive a killing curse.
Snape's pale lips twisted in a rather wicked smirk as he gazed into the eyes of his students and employees.
"A very impressive feat of magic, Miss Weasley." he said in mock admiration. "Too bad it has no effect what so ever on me."
Noting the increased horror Snape simply approached Professor Slughorn.
"Hello...old man." he said not at all pleased to see him back at the school.
Horace seemed to dread the encounter more than the students.
"Take out your wand." instructed Snape.
Slughorn looked around at the students and then at the other staff members. Then carefully removed his wand with his trembling hand.
"Cast The Killing Curse." instructed Snape. "At...Me."
Slughorn's eyes widened in terror believing Snape to have been putting him on.
"S-Severus...I..." he began.
"Cast the damn curse or I shall endeavor to curse you old man." said Snape in a dangerous tone. "And I will not be merciful."
Slughorn sighed. He had not wished to stoop to this level but the murderous boy had boasted of killing Albus Dumbledore and here he was threatening to kill him if he did not comply.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" shouted Slughorn, as the spell left his wand and struck The Headmaster before the entire school.
This time Snape didn't go down, and he showed little to no outward signs of the curse having any effect. To show them it had not been his attire that stopped the spell the Headmaster removed his frock coat and ordered the entire staff of Hogwarts to cast the curse at once. Just as before Snape was struck with the killing curse from all staff members and it did nothing.
The collective horror of the entire present whole of Hogwarts had been almost tangible as Snape simply waved his hand and the respective wands of the staff fell to the ground.
"I trust there won't be any more feeble attempts on my life." he said rather smug. "As they will not succeed."
Clearly beaten, everyone had no choice but to accept Snape's little contested rule of Hogwarts Castle.
"Now then, I would like to make one thing perfectly clear to each and everyone of you...when term ends everyone of you shall return as you have the previous years and finish your studies." said the seemingly immortal Headmaster then he turned to the staff. "And your work...lest I have to track each and everyone of you and your families down and atone for your disrespect one by one...imagine the amount of pain and suffering your respective families will have to endure should anyone, student or staff attempt to evade their duties here...do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Headmaster." had been the collective response.
Ginny Weasley's dark eyes had not hid her fury as Snape continued with his speech.
"You are all dismissed to your respective houses for now." said Snape. "I expect you to study and carry yourselves with self-discipline, lest I have to remind you of just whom it is you are dealing with...there is to be a new era here at Hogwarts and the old ways are coming to an end."
Everyone filed out of The Great Hall and went back to their respective houses. No one wanted to know what future awaited Hogwarts with Snape at the helm but they dared not challenge him openly, with the exception of two very proud Gryffindor witches. Hermione had noted Snape's strange behavior since his return from the dead at the final battle. He had been nothing like the visibly shaken man she had aided in the past, and even less like the Potions Professor she had come to understand during her time at Hogwarts.
Ginny had only hatred for Snape as he turned his attention to her. She had been quite the fiery little witch and believed so firmly in her little cause. Potter's death had hit her harder than others but she seemed to rise from the tragedy alright when there was need to assist those that required her aid.
"Not so quick Miss Weasley." said Snape with a rather twisted expression. "You are to report directly to my office."
"And if I refuse?" she asked still harboring a bit of defiance.
"Then I shall have to break Arthur's useless little neck." replied Snape looking directly into her eyes.
Ginny didn't take too kindly to threats against her family.
"You can talk all you want Snape but you and I both know you're just a coward that likes beating up on old men." spat the red head witch rather boldly.
Snape's smirk disappeared.
"Is that so?" he said with an arched eyebrow.
"Ginny..." said Hermione trying to talk some sense into her only remaining friend. "He's not bluffing."
"Neither am I." replied Ginny glaring at Snape.
"Very well." replied The Potions Master in an icy tone.
With a snap of his fingers, Snape summoned a magical portal that terrified both witches despite their outward demeanor. It had been something dark and twisted that neither of them believed Snape capable of constructing. He reached inside and pulled Arthur Weasley from wherever he had been hiding and threw him onto the ground where his daughter stood.
The disoriented and terrified wizard had seen his only daughter and immediately scrambled to his feet.
"W-What am I doing here?" he asked. "G-Ginny?"
The red head witch remained skeptical as Snape who had not even blinked lifted Arthur Weasley off the ground with ease. It was unnerving that Snape had gotten that strong as his long pale fingers wrapped around Arthur's neck. The Weasley patriarch's eyes bulged and he thrashed against The Headmaster's iron hold but it was to no avail.
"I'll say this only once more Miss Weasley." said Snape in warning. "Get to my office...now."
Ginny could no longer pretend that Snape didn't intimidate her. He had been seconds away from snapping her father's neck and after all her family was suffering with the deaths of Ron and Harry she didn't wish to add to the list.
"Alright!" she shouted enraged by her own submission. "I'll go...just leave my father alone...leave all of them alone."
Snape seemed satisfied with her submission and he dropped Arthur onto the cold stone floor. The red head wizard gasped for breath and looked around frantically.
"S-Snape!?" he said narrowing his eyes. "Y-You can't be..."
"Alive?" finished Snape with a wicked grin. "Sorry to disappoint you and the other lingering Order members."
"I'm sure." replied Arthur.
"Ginerva, why don't you tell Daddy that as long as you cooperate, I won't feel the need to go...hunting." said Snape with a serious expression. "And as long as he minds his own business concerning the school, I will not harm anyone here...not even his precious little girl."
"S-Severus...let them go." said Arthur rather bravely. "For Merlin's sake...they're only children."
"Not any more." replied Snape before he sent Arthur Weasley tumbling back through the portal from wince he came.
He turned his attention to the now tear stricken Ginny Weasley as she glared rather murderously at him.
"You may go to your dorm now Miss Granger." said Snape. "I have some unfinished business to discuss with Miss Weasley."
Hermione had no intention of leaving her friend at Snape's mercy.
"No." she said defiantly.
Snape didn't seem all that phased by her refusal. He simply looked at Ginny as if daring her to agree with Hermione.
"Just go." said Ginny turning her attention to her friend. "I'll be fine...Mione...really."
Hermione had the good instinct to refuse to leave once more but found herself on the receiving end of Snape's magical barrage. She found herself falling to the cold stone floor as Snape swiftly walked passed her with Ginny in tow. The red head witch looked resigned to her fate despite her earlier attempts if only to protect her remaining family members.
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Snape's Quarters, Slytherin Dungeons, Hogwarts Castle...
Ginny Weasley glared murderously at Severus Snape as the former Potions Professor took in the sight of her. His eyes held an eerie darkness that gave even her pause. The red head witch felt cold being in this strange place that Harry Potter described as "cold and repressed" when thoughts of where Snape had gone to in the evening gave way to curious conversation.
Snape for his part had been nursing a glass of firewhiskey as his eyes took in the exquisite form of the young Gryffindor witch. There was no doubting the fire that dwelled within, her spirit in the face of cruel and unusual punishment had been second only to Hermione Granger's. With her fiery red locks and determined dark gaze, it was quite a sight to behold as she stood with her fists balled and her jaw clenched rather reluctantly.
Like a curious vulture, The current Headmaster circled about his intended prey. Drinking in the images of her slender body and shapely curves. She had been young but so much a woman that it gave even the most seasoned skirt chasers pause to be in her presence. Being the former Potions Professor and having patrolled the school grounds on any given night had been an advantage considering he had known first hand that she had not been a perfect Weasley virgin as she may have wanted her parents to believe.
What seemed to be most appealing was that she had in fact been touched by darkness ever since she was eleven years old. Snape had been intrigued by the witch ever since it was discovered that she had opened the chamber of secrets and set into motion events that terrorized the entire school via Tom Riddle's diary.
Despite her survival, it was clear to Snape even now that she was still touched by darkness.
With a long pale finger, Severus Snape reached out and stroked her vibrant red hair. Ginny visibly tensed clearly repulsed by his touch. This only proved to amuse the dark wizard as he finished the last of his drink and cast the glass against a nearby wall. The sudden violent act made Ginny shudder despite her trying to appear brave.
"How exquisite." said Snape in a low tone. "A beautiful witch touched by darkness and secretly longing in every sense to feel it's cold embrace once more."
"I don't want you to touch me." she said bitterly.
Snape's long pale fingers trailed along the exposed flesh of her neck before he wrapped them around it. The intensity of the pressure made her eyes widen and her struggle to get free of his grasp. This amused The Headmaster as he dragged the unwilling young witch toward his private desk and cleared it with one sweep of his free hand.
"So beautiful." he said in a tone that sent chills down her spine but not for the right reasons.
Before Ginny could protest, Snape had pushed her up against the desk, wand-lessly spelling her with a sticking charm in a bid to prevent her from removing her palms from it's thick wooden surface. Just as before he had positioned his body behind her, but there had been a major difference besides the location this time since that night in his office. Ginny discovered Snape too had been completely without clothing as his pale flesh came into contact with her body.
She let out a gasp when his hands violently gripped her hips and in a matter of seconds, he plunged himself into her depths without a single thought to her current state of mind. She let out an involuntary moan as she felt him thrashing about inside her. Tears streamed down her supple cheeks as Snape once again gripped her vibrant red hair and pulled her head back in a bid to run his cruel tongue along her throat.
"Potter's whore." he mutter in amused tone. "How much did you enjoy having his fumbling boy cock in the same place that had been marked by the pleasures only a man can give you."
Ginny said nothing as Snape thrust brutally into her.
A dark chuckle erupted from the Headmaster as he reached forward with his free hand and pinched one of her dangling breasts.
"You enjoy this." he hissed slowly sliding his cock into her warm depths. "You enjoy the feel of me invading you."
Ginny let out a slight whimper as she tried to mentally deny the effect Snape had on her. She had been sick for months following his first violation of her body back in the headmaster's office as the former benevolent wizard whom she had known her whole life looked on from his portrait.
Many questions followed as to her exact feelings on what occurred, some of them dark and other's more prone to rage and contempt. She lied to her friends, lied to her family and to her boyfriend as the taint of Snape's evil seemed to latch onto her and burrow deep inside.
"Say it." hissed Snape thrusting brutally into the red head young witch. "Say the words you long to voice from deep within."
Ginny continued to whimper as tears streamed down her cheeks. There was no denying that Severus Snape's cock had been the best she'd felt in all her short years of being a sexually active witch. He had indeed put all those numerous periodic fumbling with mere boys to shame and it seemed to only intensify her unstated and profound need for her.
With the recent deaths of her boyfriend Harry Potter and her brother Ron, there had been a good deal of pain in the young witch. A pain so great that only the constant prodding of the dreaded Headmaster's enormous cock could block out it's intensity.
"SAY. IT." hissed Snape once more increasing his pace as well as his ferocity.
"I-I love your cock." admitted Ginny much to the Potions Master's delight.
"Good." he replied evidently pleased. "Now enjoy your torment."
He took the young Weasley girl well into the night leaving no trace of doubt in her mind that she belonged to him and only to him. By the time he had finished, she had been a whimpering mass of aching naked flesh on the floor of his quarters. He smirked at his handy work and informed her she was to present herself to him naked and ready wither he was in the mood for her or not. Ginny nodded as she looked down at the floor. The ache between her thighs so intense she had to close her eyes to take a break from the throbbing.
"At last you know your place, pet." said Snape stroking his rather spent cock before her. "Now...I could use a good cleaning wouldn't you agree?"
Ginny nodded and without being told crawled toward Snape on her already aching knees and took his glistening cock into her mouth. He let out a grunt as she applied her new found talents to his sensitive flesh. Despite the obvious pain, Snape allowed her to continue getting immense pleasure from his own suffering in the process.
It amused him to think what would happen if her friends could see her now, so obedient, so submissive to his every whim. They would hardly believe it had been the same witch. His mind traveled to her parents, and what the great Arthur Weasley would think of his precious little girl now that she had been fumbling in darkness.