The next morning, Hermione showered again and then slowly dressed, apprehensive of what the day would bring. Foregoing the underwear, she was no longer allowed to wear, she put on her black stockings, skirt, white blouse and black robes.

A few minutes before seven, she entered the common room where Harry already waited for her.

"Good morning!" Harry said and greeted the girl with an unexpected peck on the lips.

"We're going to have a lot of fun today." he whispered to her. The girl grimaced but didn't respond.

"Come on then!" he then said and made to leave the common room.

Hermione followed him despondently. She thought they would go to the Great Hall for breakfast, but Harry soon dragged her towards an empty classroom, shoved her inside and locked the door behind them.

Hermione knew what this meant. "Please, let me go." she whimpered.

"Why don't you lose the robes?" Harry asked, giving no mind to his slave's pleas, and Hermione dejectedly shed her robes and laid them aside.

"Tell me, is your arse healed from the spanking yesterday?" Harry then asked.

"Yes, Master." Hermione muttered with embarrassment.

"Really? That's a shame." Harry commented. "Turn around and bend over the table there, then raise your skirt and show me your butt!"

Sobbing quietly, Hermione did as commanded and exposed herself to him, utterly humiliated once more.

Harry grinned when he saw that her arse was still slightly pink from the spanking she had received the day before. He stepped closer and put his hand on the arse of the begging girl.

"Please, no, what are you doing? Please, let me go!" Hermione sobbed.

Harry massaged the soft skin of the girl's butt cheeks for a short while before he suddenly swung his arm back and forcefully spanked her butt with the flat of his hand.

"OW!" Hermione screamed, and Harry hit her again.

"AAHH! Why are you doing this?" Hermione yelled desperately.

Harry spanked her again before he answered. "You see, my slutty little slave, your rightful place is either bent over like this, or on your knees or on your back, servicing your Master. You shouldn't stand or sit beside me like an equal. But as we have to keep up appearances, you will still sit beside me at meals and in classes. That's unfortunate, but some pain should remind you of your true place in life."

Hermione's sobs increased during the explanation.

"Do you understand?" Harry asked menacingly.

Hermione nodded dejectedly.

"Great!" Harry exclaimed and smacked her arse again.

"You will get ten more, and I want you to count the spanks and thank me for each one of them. If you mess up, we start again." Harry told her.

"PLEEAAASE! NoooOOOO! AAAHHHH!" Hermione screamed as Harry hit her again.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Ahh! One! Thank you, Master!" Hermione pressed out between sobs.

Harry smacked her again, and he continued to educate his slave until the count reached ten.

"AAHHH! TEN! Thank-thank you, Ma-Master!" Hermione whimpered.

"Well done, slave!" Harry complimented her and smirked at the sight of her reddened arse.

"Now, there is something I was wondering about." he said, and Hermione looked at him apprehensively. She was panting, slowly recovering from her spanking.

"Yes." Harry continued. "I wondered if you would like the first and biggest load of my cum for this day in your pussy or in your mouth?"

Hermione immediately teared up again. "Please, no!"

"I think - I think it would be good to fill up your fanny. When your pussy and thighs are nice and wet and sticky the entire day, that will be another good reminder of your new place in life. Don't you agree?"

"Har-Master, pleeeaase!" Hermione pleaded, to no effect.

"Well? What are you waiting for? Bend over again!" Harry commanded the sobbing girl.

He approached her, freed his stiff member and pressed it against the girl's cunt. She wasn't very wet, but that didn't matter to him. He thrust forward, and Hermione screamed in pain.

Her clenching pussy felt exquisite and he had been stiff since he had gotten up this morning, so Harry knew that he wouldn't last long.

Hermione whimpered in pain as Harry fucked her sore pussy hard and fast.

Soon, Harry moaned and thrust his cock deep inside her, spurting his cum inside her womb. He then withdrew his cock from her dripping pussy and took a deep breath.

"That was awesome! You're such a great fuck!" he praised his slave, who only gave a sob in response.

"Well, let's get breakfast!" Harry said and pulled Hermione up. She quickly donned her robes and wiped her tears from her face with the sleeves.

She was shocked about what was done to her. They hadn't even had breakfast yet and she had already been raped again. Her poor pussy was painfully sore from the rough assault.

"Ah, don't be too sad!" Harry said with a malicious grin when he noted her expression. "I know you wanted to have me cum in your mouth. But don't worry, you may suck my cock after breakfast."

Hermione began to tear up again. While she followed her Master to the still rather empty Great Hall, she wondered if her torment would ever stop.


Harry enjoyed Hermione's pained expression as she shifted around on her seat during breakfast, trying in vain to get comfortable sitting on her bruised arse. He also gleefully noted her anxious looks at him and he knew that she was afraid of what he would do to her next.

He was grateful that his Hogwarts robes concealed his hard-on as he thought about his plans for his slave. Breakfast couldn't end fast enough for him.

When they had finished their meals, Harry led the reluctant girl into another empty classroom and locked the door behind them.

"On your knees!" he ordered, and Hermione knelt down, looking at him pleadingly with wide eyes.

"I'm a man of my word, so as a reward for being such a good fuck before, you get to suck my dick now." Harry said gleefully and opened his trousers.

"Oh, it's still sticky from before." he noted when he pulled out his cock. "Well, same as yesterday: Some pussy juices to add to the flavor. Enjoy!"

Hermione sniffled and hesitantly took Harry's member in her hands. He hadn't actually ordered her to blow him, but she knew that it would be futile to defy him. She didn't want to risk another punishment.

Teary-eyed, she bobbed her head on his filthy cock, and was soon working hard to have him fill her mouth with his disgusting semen. It wasn't as if she had any choice.

"Yes, that's it!" Harry groaned as he enjoyed the blowjob and looked down on his slave. "And don't close your eyes! Look at me and at the cock you're pleasuring!"

He smirked as Hermione looked up at him, her shame evident in her eyes.

"I want you to really think about what you're doing here." he told her. "Sucking me off like the good whore that you are. Because that's your place in life now. On your knees before me, with your lips wrapped around my cock. That's your true purpose in life. To use your slutty holes to bring pleasure to your master!"

Hermione only whimpered in response.

"Do you understand?" Harry asked.

With tears in her eyes, Hermione nodded, still bobbing her head on his cock.

"So tell me what you're doing now!" Harry demanded.

Hermione released his cock from her mouth and hesitated. "I'm-"

"You shouldn't use the word 'I'! You should address yourself as 'this slut' or 'this slave' and such!" Harry instructed her.

A sob escaped Hermione's lips as she nodded despondently.

"This-this s-slut is using her mouth to bring pleasure to-to you, Master." she whimpered.

"And how will you do that?" Harry asked, grinning.

"I-no, I mean, this slut will suck your cock. She-she will take your cock deep in her mouth and will use her tongue on it." Hermione muttered, and Harry could see how utterly humiliated she was.

"That's right. And what will happen then?"

"You will-" Hermione groaned. "You will ejaculate in my-this slut's mouth, and fill this slut's mouth with your seed. And-and your slave will keep everything in her mouth until she's told to swallow it."

"That's right! So do you enjoy drinking cum?" he asked with a smirk.

"I-" Hermione began and looked at him with wide eyes. Harry knew that she hated the taste and was wondering if she should tell so. She wasn't under orders to tell the truth at the moment. After a few seconds, she came to the decision that it would be better to act her part.

"I-Your slave-Yes, this slut loves the taste of cum and-and loves to have it in her mouth and swallow it." she lied, her face flushed crimson in shame.

"That's good to hear!" Harry grinned. "Well, what are you waiting for, then? Get your mouth back on my cock and claim your reward!"

Hermione sniffled and took Harry's cock in her mouth again. She sucked, bobbed her head and massaged his shaft with her tongue, hoping to get it over with quickly. Soon Harry moaned and Hermione felt the cock twitching in her mouth, filling her mouth with spurt after spurt of hot semen.

The taste was revolting, and the amount was much more than she thought was natural. If she wasn't busy scowling and gagging, she might have wondered if some accidental or non-accidental magic was the cause for this.

As it was, the only thing on Hermione's mind was the gooey, salty and bitter, disgusting spunk in her mouth. She hated this, but she knew that she would probably learn to tolerate the taste eventually, given her duties as Harry's slave. She feared that she would get a lot of practice in having her mouth used like this. The best she could hope for was that she would get used to it soon and stop gagging on the taste.

"Show me what you've got!" Harry demanded and smiled when Hermione grimaced and showed him the huge load of cum in her mouth.

"And now-" Harry began.

Hermione closed her mouth, and Harry chuckled.

"Oh, you thought I would tell you to swallow?" he asked with a smirk. "No, not so fast. I think you should enjoy your reward some more. First, gargle it!"

Hermione's eyes widened in shock, but she had to obey the command. Gagging from revulsion, she began to gargle the disgusting sticky fluid in her mouth. Soon, the jizz coated her throat and entire mouth and there was no way to escape the taste.

"That's a good slut!" Harry exclaimed gleefully. "Alright, get up! Class is about to start."

Unsteadily, Hermione got to her feet, giving him a questioning look.

"Oh, you want to swallow?" Harry asked.

Hermione nodded despondently. She would prefer to spit it all out and wash her mouth, but she knew that wasn't an option.

"Nope. You'll keep it in your mouth." Harry told her. "I'll allow you to swallow it in the break after the first class. Right before I replace the load in your mouth with a fresh one! And you'll keep that one for the next class, and then I'll replace it again! Doesn't that sound nice?"

Hermione grimaced and a small sob escaped her lips, but Harry only smirked at her, enjoying her humiliation.

"Let's go!" he said, and Hermione dejectedly followed her Master out of the room and to their first class of the day. It would be another horrible day for her, as she well knew. She shuddered from the taste of the cum that was filling her mouth. And there was no reason for her to believe that things would get better for her anytime soon.