As Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, and Ginny Weasley returned to Hermione's home, they couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The usually bustling neighborhood was eerily quiet, and the only sound that pierced the air was the distant howl of a wolf. Their hearts sank as they discovered that Hermione's parents weren't home either. They nervously made their way up to her bedroom, only to find it empty and ransacked. Suddenly, a sinister laugh echoed through the room, and before they could react, they were bound and gagged by the notorious Bellatrix Lestrange.
Bellatrix said "Goodnight girls!" and with a cruel laugh, she stunned them all unconscious. They awoke several hours later, their limbs heavy and their heads pounding. As they struggled against their bindings, they realized they were tied to Hermione's four-poster bed. The room was dimly lit, and a single candle flickered on the nightstand.
Bellatrix cackled "I'm sure your curious about why I'm hear and what I want with you 3. Well, you see, Having just got out of Azkaban I am in need of new servants and pleasure slaves. And since your little tramp of a friend, Potter, killed my dear master, I thought I'd take you three as payment. And as for your parents, well they're currently at my little hideout, being...indoctrinated, shall we say. Now, I have a few things planned for you three, and I suggest you start by telling me everything you know about Potter and his little gang of misfits." as she removed their gags. The girls looked at each other, terrified.
"Tell me everything, or I'll start with the pleasure slave training. It involves a lot of...unpleasant things. And you three have been such naughty girls, I think you'll enjoy it..." Her voice dripped with sick pleasure. Hermione gulped, knowing there was no way out of this. She looked at Luna and Ginny, trying to convey some sort of message of hope, but her eyes were filled with despair.
Hermione said "We'll never be your slave or tell you anything about Harry and his friends." Ginny added "You can't just take us away from our lives and our families like this."
Bellatrix smiled wickedly and replied, "Oh, but I can and I will. You see, I've been in Azkaban for a very long time, and I've missed the thrill of having power over others. You three will be my new playthings, whether you like it or not. And as for your families, well, they'll be better off without you. You'll see, they'll forget all about you soon enough. and you three will be calling me mistress"
Hermione sarcastically asked "So what are you going to do torture us?"
Bellatrix smirked "Torture is so ineffective my interest in human brainwashing" as she put a pulled out 3 strange face mask.
Hermione asked "What are those things?"
Bellatrix laughed "These mask are the lates advances in Brainwashing charms Even strong-willed people will at some point are unable to separate illusion from reality, and experience the perpetual high of a slave or get their memories rewritten as a soldier. This method of slave creation is considered the best, It completely destroys the original personality. They do this by flooding your body and brains with so much pleasure your constantly orgasming and it's eventually shatter your minds when the pleasure becomes to much at this point it will rewrite your personalities into perfect obedient and loyal slaves, and pleasure toys and to activate them all I have to do is say the activation word"
As Bellatrix spoke, she cast the necessary spells on each of the girls, attaching the masks to their faces. Then Bella said "Energize"
Hermione felt a surge of pleasure course through her body, making her shudder with delight. Her mind began to cloud, and she lost all track of time and place. All that mattered was the pleasure emanating from her core. Ginny and Luna experienced the same thing, their bodies writhing under the onslaught of sensations.
Hours passed, and their minds were reduced to a haze of ecstasy. Bellatrix removed the masks, revealing three vacant-eyed girls, their features slack with pleasure. She leaned in close, her breath hot against their ears. "And now, my lovelies, it's time to start your training."
With a snap of her fingers, the girls were thrown to the floor. Bellatrix walked around them, inspecting her new pets. "Ginny, you'll be my personal pleasure slave. You'll learn to please me in every way possible. Luna, you'll be my pet magical experiment. I'll train you in dark magic, and you'll serve as my spy within the ranks of Potter's followers. And Hermione, you'll be my most prized possession. You'll be trained as a soldier, and you'll use your intelligence to serve me well."
She leaned down and whispered into Ginny's ear, "You'll start by sucking my fingers clean, dear." Ginny looked up at her with pleading eyes, but the desire for pleasure overpowered her will. She opened her mouth and began to suck on Bellatrix's fingers, moaning softly.
Meanwhile, Luna was led into a separate room. It was dark and damp, with stone walls covered in ancient runes. Bellatrix lit a few candles, revealing a table stacked with books about dark magic. "Sit down, Luna. We're going to begin your training." Luna did as she was told, her curiosity getting the better of her.
As Bellatrix began to instruct her in the ways of dark magic, Luna found herself oddly fascinated. She absorbed every spell and incantation, her mind racing with ideas of how she could use this in service of her new mistress.
Meanwhile, Hermione was being put through an intense training regimen, learning how to fight with a variety of weapons and perform complex spells. Her body ached from the exertion, but she couldn't deny the thrill she got from mastering each new skill.
Bellatrix watched her progress with satisfaction, occasionally rewarding her with a small orgasm to reinforce her loyalty. "You have a sharp mind, Hermione," she whispered in her ear one day. "But remember, it is I who holds the key to your pleasure. Without me, you'll be nothing but a shell of your former self." Hermione shuddered with pleasure at the thought, unable to deny the truth of Bellatrix's words.
Ginny, meanwhile, was being trained in more intimate ways. Bellatrix would often have her lick and suck on various parts of her body, practicing the art of oral pleasure. "Soon," she promised her, "you'll be so skilled that you'll be able to please anyone, anywhere." Ginny found herself looking forward to these sessions, despite the pain and humiliation they sometimes involved. They were the only time she felt truly wanted.
Luna's training progressed well, and she quickly became adept at casting dark spells and understanding their nuances. "You are truly gifted, Luna," Bellatrix told her one day. "I believe you have the potential to become even more powerful than I am." The thought both thrilled and terrified Luna, but she knew she would do anything to please her mistress and earn her approval.
As the months passed, Hermione continued to hone her skills under Bellatrix's guidance. She became a formidable warrior, capable of wielding a sword with deadly precision. But it was her intelligence that truly set her apart. Bellatrix often brought her in on secret missions, using her as a spy and infiltrator. Hermione reveled in the power she wielded, the knowledge that she was playing a crucial role in their cause.
Luna's training progressed at a rapid pace, and she soon found herself assisting Bellatrix in more complex rituals and spells. Her unique mindset allowed her to approach magic from a perspective unlike any other, often offering insights that even Bellatrix found intriguing. The dark witch grew to see Luna as a valuable asset, not just as a servant or a pupil. She began to treat her with a newfound respect and affection, showering her with praise and attention.
Hermione, meanwhile, had become an essential part of the manor's inner circle. Her intelligence and skills were unparalleled, and she was often called upon to lead raids and missions against their enemies.
Ginny, on the other hand, had fully embraced her new life. She had become so consumed by her desire to please Bellatrix that she no longer thought of herself as anything more than her possession. She had forgotten the outside world, the friends and family she had left behind. All that mattered was making her mistress happy, satisfying her every whim and desire.
One day Bella ordered "Kneel before your mistress, all three of you," addressing Luna, Ginny, and Hermione.
As the three young women knelt before her, their eyes downcast in submission, Bellatrix's gaze flickered between them. She took a deep breath, savoring the power that flowed through her veins. "Today is a special day, a day when Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, and Luna Lovegood truly die as I will give you knew names and it's new names you will answer to and nothing else you do understand me?"
The three women nodded in unison, their hearts pounding with anticipation and fear. They had heard rumors of other girls who had received new names, but had never truly believed they would be chosen. Now, as they knelt before Bellatrix, the reality of the situation washed over them in a cold sweat.
Bellatrix reached out and took each of their chins in her ice-cold fingers, forcing them to look her in the eye. "Hermione Granger," she began, her voice a low growl, "you are no longer worthy of that name. From this day forth, you shall be known as Octavia. Octavia the Shadow." She let go of Hermione's chin and stepped back, watching as the former Gryffindor girl trembled with the weight of her new identity.
Turning to Ginny, Bellatrix's smile was predatory. "And you, Ginny Weasley. You have proven yourself to be a most obedient and devoted servant. From this day forth, you shall be known as Amarantha. Amarantha the Obedient." Ginny's heart swelled with pride and anticipation at the sound of her new name. She had never felt more alive than she did in this moment, as she belonged to Bellatrix, body and soul.
Finally, Bellatrix's gaze fell upon Luna, her eyes bright with admiration. "And Luna Lovegood, you have shown yourself to be a rare and precious gem, a witch of unparalleled potential. From this day forth, you shall be known as Seraphina. Seraphina the Unbound." The name rolled off her tongue like sweet honey, and Luna felt a thrill of power course through her veins. She had never imagined that she could be so important, so valuable to someone like Bellatrix.
As the ceremony drew to a close, the three newly named girls were escorted back to their chambers. They lay on their beds, their minds reeling with the implications of their new identities. Despite the fear and trepidation that still lingered, they could not deny the sense of belonging and purpose that had been bestowed upon them.
In the days that followed, their lives continued to unfold in ways they could never have imagined. Octavia, formerly Hermione, threw herself into her new role as a shadow, using her intelligence and cunning to further the cause of darkness. Amarantha, once Ginny, relished her role as the obedient and devoted servant, always ready to please her mistress. And Seraphina, who had once been Luna, found herself at the center of the dark coven, her unbound magic and unique perspective revered by all.
As the months passed, they grew closer to Bellatrix, their lives becoming intertwined in ways they had never thought possible. They shared secrets, fears, and desires, forging a bond that transcended mere friendship. They were sisters now, united in their devotion to the cause and to their beloved mistress.