Chapter 1
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Despite the fact that she had testified for him at his trial and he held some measure of gratitude to her, he couldn't stop himself. He was drunk and that Slytherin part of himself just took over. He couldn't believe Hermione Granger was this fun or this drunk.
He'd taken advantage to ask her to dance and was happily surprised by Hermione Granger's version of dancing. He guided her over to one of the darker corners and let her grind all over his dick. He plied her with firewhiskeys and grabbed her tits and ass, squeezing them and honking them openly, amazed that the intoxicated girl made no fuss and even moaned and looked up at him with shy adoration that went straight to his dick.
"You like that?" he asked, squeezing her tits.
"Yes."
He rewarded her by brushing her clothed nipples with his fingers, watching her gasp and flush. He left her abruptly and returned with another firewhisky. This time he drank from the glass and fed it to her as if going in for a kiss and pouring it into her mouth. Draco was not disappointed watching her struggle to swallow, obediently trying to choke down what she could instead of spitting it out while firewhiskey streamed down her face and her neck and hair and soaked her blouse and tits. Then he continued dancing with her.
Draco's hand bruisingly groped Hermione's ass providing a show for all to see when he decided he better cut it out and go somewhere more private if he didn't what to be interrupted from his prize.
The couple students who had been sober enough to notice the unmistakable tall, blond Slytherin senior turning what looked on close inspection to be the head girl, with an absolutely unrecognizable expression on her face, into a living fountain and then using a hand on her asscheek to grope, pry apart one cheek and hold her wedgied knickers out of the way as they danced flashing and showing off her itty bitty arsehole and pink pussy in a lewd display to the limited audience. The few onlookers were in shock and awe and then were disappointed when the Head boy decided to take his games elsewhere and led the dazed and eager-looking slut with a firm grip on her tits and ass to the dormitories.
Amazingly, she couldn't seem to stop herself from doing her best to feel up his hard cock as they were leaving the party. It turned Draco on immensely watching the normally prim, insufferable mudblood acting like a total slag groping his cock in public. She whined pathetically and desperately felt him up, moaning and slowing their progress somewhat. Draco snickered with the mates and partygoers they came across on the way and shrugged indulgently as he struggled to frog march the head girl to his room without coming in his pants. He couldn't wait to thoroughly clean out his pipes with this one! He was going to put her through the wringer!
"Oi, mate. Looks like you found the piece of arse you want to punish for the night. Condolences, Granger."
"Filthy slut." He pushed her into his room with unnecessary roughness, causing her to stumble to the floor. Draco, who loved bullying pretty mudbloods, and to a lesser extent muggles, was finding he really enjoyed bullying the queen of the mudbloods, perfect student and prim swot, Hermione Granger. Looking down at the girl who looked like she was going to eagerly suck his cock even though he had just tossed her casually onto the floor, he felt a sense of rightness resounding through his being and throbbing through his cock.
It was one thing if she passively let him degrade her. He was all for that! But it was another level of sluttishness to see how she reacted to his cock. From the floor, she was already staring at it. Draco freed his cock from his trousers and sneered as slutty Hermione crawled to him with a hungry look on her face.
"What's gotten into you tonight, Granger?" Draco asked, as the curly headed girl dove to suck into her mouth the head of his cock. He laughed and took his dick away from her and battered the massive cock against her face hard enough to leave red marks. "Take it, Granger. That's it. Let me punish that above-itself mudblood face with a beating by my pureblood fuckstick. Oh fuck this turns me on." Draco whacked her smartingly all over her face with his massive member without regard for her as a person and then pounded his fisted cock into Hermione's face almost coming and leaving it greasy where he jabbed and dragged against her scrunched, wincing-but-taking-it face with his battering ram. "You like a traditional mudblood humbling rod, Granger? I can tell that you'd benefit from a lot more time spent on it...Ah!"
He could barely believe the head girl and war heroine was letting him treat her like a piece of garbage! Her face was a mask of desire, mouth open trying to catch some dick, eyes rolled back, and take deep, snorting sniffs of his cock. Draco had never seen something so pathetic or so arousing before in all his life. When she finally caught his cock with her mouth, immediately laving and vacuuming the organ intensely, he let her have at it, plugging her mouth full of his dick and enjoying the wild ride of just another dick-loving mudblood's passionate service. As a connoisseur of muggle porn, he considered himself an expert on muggle-mudblood sluts but he found himself and from a source he had not expected and someone who he had begun to consider perhaps the exception to the slutty mudblood rule. Perhaps she's even more of a slut from being a swot and brings that brilliant, logical diligence to even the most demeaning tasks, he thought.
It was only natural then when he took control once again in an insistent exploration of her throat. She was a copious salivator and he took great satisfaction in how juicy her throat was and the sheer quantity of spitty goo sacrificed to his dick and soaking her thoroughly, spewing for him continually and constantly re-lubing his cramming cock. Even though he could only wedge in around a quarter of his cock at the very most, he enjoyed the throatjob immensely as the visual of the head girl struggling and looking so ridiculous on his cock was more than half the pleasure.
"Now let's see if you really know your place. All fours, mudbitch!"
Draco never felt more powerful than he did squeezing his mammoth 11-inch pipe up Hermione Granger's virgin ass. He still couldn't believe she was letting him do this! After acting like she was, like a total whore, what else could he do? Her naughty pussy was red and inflamed and her juice was running down her thighs. He was going to fuck her ass. Despite her cries of discomfort and her sexy, pathetic whining, she was moaning and gasping like a slut.
His father's views on mudblood girls, that they were all naturally subservient slave whores whose only redeeming quality beneath the surface was their almost preternatural ability to degrade themselves in their worship of Pureblood cock, filtered through his mind. His father had encouraged him over the years to dump his lusts into mudbloods or even to train up a special fuckpig, by picking whatever mudblood fellow student took his fancy and enslaving her over time. Draco enjoyed sexually humiliating girls probably a great deal more than the average fellow, and dirty little mudbloods in particular, but he had still found his father's views extreme, medieval really, unnecessary, and somewhat repulsive. His father thought it was proper to use mudbloods as receptacles for the intense sexual aggression that was a natural part of being a dark wizard but would be insulting to bring home to one's wife. His father proudly referred to any of the male members of the Malfoy line or sometimes pureblood men in general as having a natural mudblood humbling rod between their legs so firm was his belief in their frequent use for sexual relief and often advised that mudsluts would be better and improved for their time spent on the rod. Draco did jolly well enjoy seeing how many mudblood slits he could get to submit to rough, degrading time on his humbling baton, but he'd never imagined Hermione Granger would be one of them, nor that she would let him use her as a submissive cumrag and submit her arse virginity to such a humbling.
He loved how it looked as her little brown virgin balloon knot slowly and gruelingly stretched and stretched to obscene proportions around his cockhead as she attempted to accommodate him. Draco paused, hawked up a deluge of loogies onto his stuck cock and her ass, and continued to bear down with his weight on the too tight hole. It was tight but he needed her to take his cock! He loved everything about it! All her delectable noises and squirming, the idea of taking down the queen of the mudbloods and his swotty academic rival, knowing Kreacher was recording everything for future viewing, fulfilling his pureblood duty to humble mudbloods and pleasing his father, gaining an advantage over the Golden Trio, getting to turn the most aloof to him, admirable, and unattainable girl in school into his anal whore. He savored watching the private show, loving the sight of his ginormous schlong crammed between her two plump and perky but compact cheeks where the tiniest slip of a starfish had been hidden in a tight crevice between two meaty, muscular buns that now looked like there was a train jammed in a too small tunnel between the two bulging hilly mounds. He couldn't believe how much space he'd made with his cock bulging out of her ass cheeks and felt satisfaction and admiration for himself as he could see he had most likely changed the shape of her arsehole forever. "Take it, mudwhore."
Draco didn't stop until he was fully seated as far up her ass as it seemed would go in, enjoying the incredible almost painful tightness and the pulse and spasms of her tight arse. He rested there, passively enjoying the feel of his huge schlong entirely packed, except for the last few inches, in the tight bowels of his childhood enemy who squirmed and whined deliciously in acute discomfort, not telling him to stop but whining pathetically, "You're cock is so big, Master, errrrrrrrrgh, so big!" Draco took his time acclimating to the intense sensation of packing her squeezing arse simply admiring the sight of his cock almost disappeared in his little meathole and listening to her compliments and begging. He didn't want to dump one into her too soon so he waited a good while longer until he had mastered his desires well enough and he was satisfied he could withstand the wonderful muscle fluctuations and pressures of her arse, and then he put it to the kind of use his father would find proper. He gave her a brutal heave-ho to drag his cock powerfully and deliberately in and out causing her to start screaming as he worked up to a rhythm relishing the punishment of raw anal fucking on the mudblood slut and having no mercy.
Unrestrained now Draco slammed his long thick schlong all the way up her reluctant arse, really nailing her trying to overcome the tight resistance of her arse on the last few inches of his dick, and he pounded away at her wholly enjoying the masochistic bitch head girl! Hermione moaned and screamed as Draco violently packed her ass. She was in terrible pain but also throbbed in terrible pleasure. She cried out pleadingly, "Draco, please, oh, oh, oh," and whimpered, "I don't know if I can take it, Draco, please, my ass." But Draco continued to ride his moaning bitch with abandon, a solid hand controlling her hip and the other pulling her back by her hair. He only slowed down to keep both of them from coming too soon and waited till he was capable of pounding away again full throttle. It was the the roughest fuck he'd ever given a nonprofessional. And incredibly it was Hermioine fucking Granger who was allowing him to give it to her, who was naturally the most submissive eager cumrag he had ever come across, an utter slut. He relished her conquered hole further by pulling out all the way, unplugging from the vast conquered thoroughfare of her ass to his meaty vehicle, mesmerizing the sexy view of the space his dick left, and then battering his dick once again up her chute in his stroke. The swot was blubbering and gibbering like an idiot, sweating like a pig beneath him and shaking uncontrollably. Draco found this indescribably sexy and even a little cute, and gained intensity in his merciless unplugging and replugging strokes. Now that he was uninhibitedly going to town on her and she had submitted her arsehole irreversibly and he'd run roughshod over her delicate anal virginity to make her his anal pig, he could admit to himself on some level that he'd coveted her and the idea that Hermione Granger, mudbood extraordinaire, would be tending his cock was immensely appealing.
"That's it, Granger," he cooed, "take it like a good girl, you filthy bitch."
Before he could come in the hysterical and depraved girl's ass, he pulled out and helped her into an obscene squat on her spasming legs. In doing so he presented her with his ultimate test: his soiled monster, slimy with precum and ass sludge. Would the golden girl clean her sludge off his dick? He needed to know. Waggling the stinky, ugly appendage in her face with one hand on the clean inches around the base of his shaft, he used his other hand to gently guide her head in the desired direction. She seemed hesitant so he was surprised when she dove for his cock suddenly and started sucking the head efficiently and determinedly. "Aww yes. Clean off the shit, bitch," ordered Draco, incredulous and high off the power he held over the prissy bitch obediently cleaning the mess of her anal deflowering from his large member. He pulled his dick from her mouth and started rolling it over and painting her face with it, appreciating the utter debauchery and prolonging the cleaning process.
By the time he did finish, he came in her gagging throat. He took a moment to pause, enjoying the warm body struggling desperately for breath around him. This was how she'd invited him to treat her since she'd found him at the party tonight, so this was how he would treat her! He yelled, "Shit-cleaner!" and dumped his load straight into her belly, furiously humping her filthy face, spurt after spurt continuing to shoot from his half flesh-encased member in the longest orgasm he'd ever had. He drug the limp, sputtering girl off his dick in what was a reprise of her fountain role as she spewed spunk, spit, and a little vomit.
"Good girl, Granger. You took that cock well." He rested his cock on Granger's hair as he propped her up and continued to give her compliments without getting himself sticky as she hacked up more gunk and heaved in air. " You cleaned my cock very well." Draco still felt intense reverberations in his cock as if he had come from intimate contact with the oneness of the universe. He was deeply grateful for his superior Malfoy pureblood cock could humble Hermione Granger. According to his father, he'd grow stronger with the fulfillment of his duty because of one of the ancient enchantments on the Malfoy line cock. He'd already experienced first hand some of the results from his dalliances. It would work for him even more developing a mudblood much further like he wanted to do with this one.
Next Draco fucked her with her face down and arse up pushing her into the mess she had made spitting up. This time he allowed her to come, enjoying the comical convulsions of her violent orgasm. He once again had her suck the mess off his cock. Then he shot his load up her ass and made her clean his cock again.
Next he shot another load up her ass and made her shit it out on his cock and eat it off his cock while she cleaned him.
Subsequently he made her shit her loads out onto the floor but made her wait until there was a good crop of them before making her crawl around and eat them. "Merlin, you're such a slut. Faster, bitch." He whipped her with his belt to see how fast he could get her clean the floor, feeling absolutely right in his very bones to be wielding a whip on the crawling girl while she frantically devoured the tasty treats they'd made together.
He couldn't believe how willing she was to let him treat her like she was garbage.
Draco stayed up all night daydreaming, thinking of all the possibilities.
/ / /
Hermione woke up in stark horror, her body rigid, as memories of her actions the previous night filtered into her mind.
The arms she was too panicked to notice were around her squeezed her forcefully. "Calm down, Granger."
"But I - I think I - I need to go!" The girl sputtered, face a tomato, trying to wriggle away from the large, strong body laying against her..
"Calm down. You're not going anywhere. So relax."
"I can't believe - I didn't - I mean -"
"Granger, McLaggen drugged you with a potion to get into your knickers. Nott has just been around to tell me how distraught McLaggen was while looking for you. I don't expect you me to believe me until you've verified it for yourself, but I had nothing to do with it. I was just the innocent victim you came across in your altered and sexually aggressive state."
"He what?! I mean I would never-"
"The potion, however, was a fairly simple, fairly innocuous one as far as love potions go. It only lowered your inhibitions and increased your libido." He squeezed her again. "I ran the diagnostic spell myself. So when your inhibitions were lowered and your libido was high you made a beeline to me, to my cock, you worshipped my cock depravedly? Do you remember? Do you understand what that means?"
Hermione whimpered. It meant she was a piece of shit slut who wanted to worship her former bully's cock however he wanted her to and although she had all these urges and fantasies she never thought she'd ever possibly act on them. "Draco, I think I better go."
"Hermione, if you think I'm going to let you go now, you're crazy. You took my cock in the proper way for a mudblood. I couldn't believe your virgin arse fit so much of my cock, and the pounding I put it through, and how clean you got my dick in between reamings like the inferior mudblood cock attendant you are. If you think I'm letting you go, you're crazy. You're a class A slut, Hermione. And I know how crazy you are for my Pureblood dick now. You found me out of everyone else at the party. You threw yourself at me – clung to me like a barnacle – and debased yourself to me!You literally would not let my cock alone. Your inferior mudblood unconscious mind was drawn to my superior Pureblood cock to service it. You picked me to be your Master last night. You offered yourself to me on a platter because you knew I would put you down with my dick like you really want. I'm your Master now whether you want to admit it or not. Now stop your squirming, I want to enjoy some cuddling with you and talk about your wrecked arsehole."
"Really, Draco, I must leave! I never would have acted on my emotions. This is too much. The magic made me get carried away. I could never have anticipated all this."
"Listen Granger, quit squirming. I like to see my bitch's used body after dumping so many fucks in it!"
Hermione gasped at his crude words, but they also made her pussy throb with need.
"Granger, you became my anal whore last night. The things we did can never be undone. I can feel the thrilling start of a magical sl- sex bond, connecting your ass to my dick. Can you feel it? As the sub you may not notice anything, but as the Dom the bond feels like a ghost ass is always a little bit pleasantly squeezing my cock. Do you know how well I had to have fucked your ass to initiate a sl- sex bond without any kind of ritual? Do you know how wonderful your arsehole feels around my cock? This was written in the stars, my fated ass slut. If you think I'm going to let that go, especially now that I know it's what you really want, and how you kept diving for my cock last night, you're crazy. Kreacher recorded the whole thing and I could show it to the school –" Hermione gasped, horrified. "– But that's not going to be necessary, mudslit. No, I am going to generously allow you access to worship your favorite thing in the world and in return you will be the eager, obedient, devoted cumrag to this cock we both know you want to be. If you're a good slutty little pet for me, I'll reward you. Either way I'm going to fuck you. One way you come and take a cuddle and keep a modicum of your dignity and the other the whole school finds out how much of my whore you are now. You choose."
Hermione started weeping in her tormentor's arms She cried at being trapped. She cried at being found out. She cried because in a sick way she was relieved he was determined to keep her.
He held her and stroked her. He told her she was beautiful, surprising her. He told her she took her ass wrecking very well as she was born to do. He pulled her cheeks apart and stretched her ring with his fingers. "There's a girl. Good girl," he said, as he prodded the tender area. He applied some dittany and murtlap, making a big production of tending her ass. Then he held her on the sofa and read to her the reading selections from their schoolwork she had not gotten to and fed her summoned food for the rest of the day. And he made out with her, kissing her on his lap and calling her perfect. Then he slathered her right hand in the healing ointment and made her apply it deep in her ass while she worshipped his cock, quickly becoming slavish in her behavior and carried away, her face a fountain of spit as she continued to try to choke the entire impossible length down her throat. Draco enjoyed her efforts as she began keeping the better part of his cock down her throat and jabbing herself forward trying to take the last few inches while still administering the salve deep up her arse.
Once again he was astonished by the whorish mudblood. Who would have known Hermione Granger would voluntarily be lying between his legs for twenty minutes with his massive cock lodged down her gullet, concentrating and determined to go all the way, acting like the perfect cocksleeve. He murmured compliments and words of encouragement happily enjoying the undrugged Hermione Granger enthusiastically participating in her own degradation. "That's it, Hermione. You feel so good. Just a little more swallowing. Just move past your gag. Don't be afraid of it. You're doing wonderful, Hermione. You're a natural cocksucker, pleasing this big one so well. Take it! Take it! Eat it, pig!" he challenged as come spurted powerfully from his spasming dick down her throat and he ground his hips, pistoning his tool as best he could through her juicy oral tunnel.
Finally he escorted Hermione back to her room for the night, kissing her soundly in an alcove not too far away from the door. In between kisses he made her get her titties out from her blouse and show them to him. "Good job, Granger." Thrilled to expose her so close to the Gryffindor stronghold, he pinched and tugged her breasts passionately paying particular attention to her nipples as he kissed her goodnight. "Your jugs please me. I like your puffy nipples. Do you like what I'm doing to them?"
He was pinching them and pulling them sharply.
She could only moan into his mouth but then she managed to squawk, "Yes, Master."
Suddenly uninterested in continuing letting her go to bed without having his dick sucked one final time, he pushed her down on her knees and had his dick down her throat momentarily. He grinded against her head hurriedly as he had work he wanted to go accomplish. When Hermione tried to slink away, he only pinned her on his dick between him and a chair and worked a brisk pace in the depths of her throat while Hermione was trapped in a supremely uncomfortable position that made her gag helplessly on his cock.
"Aaaaarrghhh, good!" He pumped cum down her throat three times and pulled out to spray her breasts.
"Good obedient jugs," he praised while helping her up, "and I just intended to kiss you goodnight, Granger, but you're so slutty I needed to feed you another nut." He kissed her hair and patted her arse in the direction of the common room entrance as he left her, cum-cover tits still out and looking wet and slovenly like a good mudblood.
He went directly to the owlry after that figuring he would need to send a letter to his father through his solicitor – his father would no doubt celebrate his conquest – if he wanted to know where all the special items were he wanted from the manor. In the end, he hadn't found a fuckpig as his father had advised. The fuckpig had found him.