Hermione was completely vulnerable and although Malfoy hadn`t actually done anything to her and her clothes were still on, she knew exactly what he was going to do.
‘Hey there slut, nice of you to finally wake up’ Malfoy said to the drowsy and disoriented Hermione. She blinked a couple of times before she realized the kind of trouble she was truly in. Totally immobilized and tied to a bed, Hermione was completely at the mercy of the cruel Draco Malfoy; there was little she could do to stop whatever came next. Her muffled cries for help did nothing to assuage the hate and fury directed at her by the malevolent Malfoy. ‘I wanted you to be awake for the whole thing; especially this!’ he said before pulling out a small vial from his pocket and showing the immobilized and helpless Hermione what it said. She knew exactly what she was in for as soon as she read the potions name and description. She let out a string of curse words and swears at Malfoy; all of which came out in a muffle that only made Malfoy laugh even louder before draining the entire vial and proceeding to disrobe in front of her.
‘Mmmmpfff… Mmmmmppfff…!’ Hermione screamed into her gag as she felt two sets of hands paw at her Gryffindor school uniform and tear off all of her clothes, including her bra and panties. The two hulking figures of Crabbe and Goyle continued to guffaw in amusement and arousal as they unceremoniously groped her firm but nubile little breasts, pinched her rosy little nipples and caressed her entire body. She let out a small gasp of surprise when she felt Crabbe slide one of his fingers into her tight cunny without a warning.
‘That cunt belongs to me Crabbe!’ Malfoy scolded the horny crony with a slap of his hand. ‘There’ll be plenty of time for you and Goyle to have fun with my sloppy seconds’
With that, Crabbe and Goyle backed off while Malfoy got onto the bed and cut the bindings holding Hermione’s ankles together. Hermione instantly tried to kick Malfoy off of her and make a desperate attempt at her escape, but Crabbe and Goyle were too quick for her; pinning her legs down so that they were wide open and her sweet teenage snatch was wide open for everyone to see. Malfoy ran his fingers up and down the thin strip of brown pubic hair above Hermione’s tight pussy before he got onto his stomach and buried his head in her wide open snatch.
‘Mmmmm… I do love the taste of this Mudblood pussy though!’ Malfoy said, almost to himself as he gloried in the sweet taste of her teenage pussy.
‘Mmmppff… unghhhh… Mmmmppfff’ Hermione retorted, obviously having a hard time trying not to like what Malfoy was doing with his tongue.
‘Like that slut… You’re going to like this even more!’ Malfoy replied by getting on top of her and guiding his seven inches towards her vulnerable twat. There was nothing Hermione could do but close her eyes and take whatever abuse Malfoy was about to inflict on her. Surprisingly however, Malfoy was a lot gentler than she thought he would be. He gently slid his seven inches in and out of her at a slow smooth speed, causing little or no pain to her.
‘Unnnhhhhh…Mmmmmmm!’ moaned Hermione into her gag as Malfoy slowly slid into her with a quickening pace. Seeing the contentment on Hermione’s face from his slow gentle pace, Malfoy decided to kick it into high gear and wipe that smug look of joy off her visage in a hurry.
‘Owwwww…!’ she screamed seconds later as Malfoy arched his back and started to slam his cock into her harder and deeper.
‘That’s it slut… Take it deep!’ he cried as he savagely pounded his shaft into her. Her juices coated his cock on multiple occasions as he fucked her for nearly half an hour straight without break.
During that entire half an hour, Hermione took Malfoy’s onslaught without another peep. Using that time, Hermione concerned herself only with escaping her grim fate. She twisted and turned while being pummelled by the otherwise occupied Malfoy, doing her best to wiggle her way over to the side of the bed and ever closer to her forgotten wand. If she could just reach out and grab it with her tied wrists, she’d be able to stun the helpless trio without even a fight. It took nearly an entire thirty minutes and although her pussy was raw from the severe fucking it had gotten, she was finally in position to reach over and grab her wand. Her fingers fumbled around the base of the wand and just as she was ready to pick it up and curse her assaulters to oblivion Malfoy caught her movement out the corner of his eye.
‘Fucking bitch… Almost… But not quite!’ Malfoy laughed, reaching out to snatch her wand from her outstretched fingers. Without hesitation, he picked up the wand, put it right in front of her face and snapped it in half. ‘Oops!’
‘Mmmmm…. Mmmpppffff’ Hermione growled before she felt a strange sensation deep inside her. As if on cue, Malfoy grunted out in exaltation as he pasted her womb with his super-powered sperm and impregnated the helpless witch with a massive load of his hot sticky cum. If it hadn’t been for the fact that she was being fucked against her will and impregnated by her mortal enemy, Hermione would have enjoyed the warm trickle of cum coursing through her pussy and down onto the bed sheets. Malfoy tossed the two sparking pieces of Hermione’s wand onto the bedside table and pulled out of her used and abused cunt with a triumphant smile on his face.
Over the next two days, Hermione had to endure the brutal anal and vaginal assaults of Crabbe, Goyle and Malfoy on multiple occasions. She inevitably blacked out every few hours and always awoke to either one or two of the trio slamming their cocks into her pussy, ass or both at the same time. To further degrade her beyond anything yet experienced by Hermione, Malfoy and his cronies made sure to both cum on her face and fill both her sweet juicy pussy and tight ass with load after load of hot cum. By Sunday night, Hermione was exhausted, starved with hunger and nearly dying of thirst. She had been brutally assaulted for nearly two and half straight days without stop and as Malfoy got ready to dump his last load of cum into her degraded and used pussy, he grabbed the two broken pieces of Hermione’s wand. With one last grunt he fired whatever was left of his potent semen into the depths of her now thoroughly impregnated womb and jammed the two pieces of her wand into both her ass and pussy to plug them up. Hermione blacked out for the rest of the night and was surprised to awake to a very different sight. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle had spent almost the entire Sunday night binding her with ropes, bringing her down to the Great Hall and tying her from the rafters above so she was hanging completely exposed and covered with cum for everyone to see. For further amusement and hilarity, Malfoy had written in permanent marker the words ‘Mudblood Slut’ on her ass for everyone who came into the hall to see.
‘What the fuck is everybody looking at?’ Harry murmured to a sleepy Ron as they entered the Great Hall.
‘I don’t know, but whatever it is, Malfoy’s getting hell for it from McGonagall’ Ron replied with a grin on his face. They rounded the corner and made their way through the crowd to see a most interesting sight. Hanging from the rafters with the words ‘Mudblood Slut’ written on her ass was Pansy Parkinson; naked, covered in cum and with two pieces of her wand stuffed in her ass and pussy.
‘But Professor… I… I….’ stuttered a bewildered Malfoy.
‘Didn’t expect to get caught Mr. Malfoy?’ retorted an enraged Professor McGonagall, who looked up at the naked and unconscious Pansy. ‘It’s just lucky we received an anonymous letter telling us you had kidnapped Ms. Parkinson and were planning to tie her to the rafters in the Great Hall.
Just as Malfoy was going to respond with some kind of half-hearted retort, Hermione Granger walked around the corner and stood behind McGonagall nearly in tears from laughter. Malfoy nearly exploded with rage, but knew that any kind of action he took would only land him into even more trouble.
‘Let’s go Mr. Malfoy… To the Headmaster’s office… You to Crabbe and Goyle!’ McGonagall shouted at the trio with contempt in her voice. Malfoy left, swearing and cursing Hermione Granger’s name, vowing to seek real retribution if he ever escaped the punishment he would surely receive.
Hermione Granger had planned the perfect way to evade Draco Malfoy’s inevitable assault against her. To avoid Malfoy’s wrath she had used her intimate knowledge of the Polyjuice Potion along with her unrivalled ability to suck up to teachers. Seeking a way to prolong the effects of the potion, Hermione went to Professor Moody and asked for his help. She told him she was doing an extra credit paper on the different variations of the Polyjuice Potion and needed a small sample of each of the different kinds of potions in existence. Being such a skilled Auror and skilled master at Defence Against the Dark Arts, Moody readily gave her a list of the different potions and their ingredients, as well as the steps to creating them. She quickly found the right Polyjuice Potion from the list and created it in the month that followed. The potion had an extended effect on the drinker, causing them to retain the appearance chosen for up to three days with each mouthful of the bitter liquid. Hermione proceeded to stun Pansy Parkinson, force her to drink the Polyjuice Potion and make her stumble down a deserted hallway dressed in her Gryffindor school uniform, which she knew Malfoy would be watching. Before she could do or say anything, Malfoy had stunned her and had begun to enact his own devious plan. Hermione kept her eye on the Slytherin House secret doorway for the next few days until Malfoy and his cronies came bumbling out carrying a carbon copy of her in their arms. She quickly alerted Professor McGonagall to what Malfoy was doing later in the early Monday morning and watched and waited as the three Slytherin perpetrators spent all morning tying Pansy to the rafters. Just as they finished, McGonagall came storming into the Great Hall looking furious. As she looked up at the naked and helpless form of Hermione tied to the rafters, she was ready to curse the three Slytherins, until as if on cue, Hermione’s naked figure began to change and morphed into Pansy Parkinson. Nearly cheering out loud for her luck and timing, Hermione watched McGonagall as she scolded the boys for trying to use Polyjuice Potion on Pansy and make her look like Hermione to embarrass the Gryffindor Muggle-born in front of the entire school.
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