Finito Incontatum | By : elibdally Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 8105 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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In her last year at Hogwarts, Hermione Granger became the type of girl that made a boy’s heart beat loud enough for the whole class to hear. She knew it too. She had a way of smiling that made you smile back and turn red in the face.
She was petite; about 110 pounds, which made her perky little C- cup breasts, look incredible. You could almost put your hands around her waistline, yet she had nicely curved hips and a tantalizing ass. Her curly golden-brown hair smelled sweet as perfume everyday; a delicate scent that lingered in the hallways after she walked passed. She wore tight clothes underneath her school robes and had no qualms taking them off when class was not in session.
The lucky suitors that Hermione claimed soon found out that she was nothing more than a high-maintenance tease. Yet the bragging rights almost covered for the fact that they never even got her topless.
Draco Malfoy wanted her with a primal desire that could not be suppressed. As their shared professors ranted on about Gods know what, he was plotting to take her freedom away. He was a rich little bastard after all and on his 18th birthday he would gain access to the full inheritance.
Before graduation Draco was already buying thousands of acres of untouched land outside of town. It took him a couple of years to have another suitable mansion custom built that was in essence a stylish military trench. It was surrounded by miles of thick woods and sealed behind a high perimeter wall complete with magical locks as well as a muggle keypad-operated gate. His new home was an imposing structure. The large two-story stonewalled manor sat atop an underground prison, which was soon to contain his special young witch.
Draco was 21 years old when he first crossed the point of no return. The planning and preparation of years past represented a mere few of the millions of thoughts racing through his head as he looked down on his victim. Even without the use of magic, which Draco went about on a whim, abducting Hermione was still shockingly easy.
He parked his rented muggle car at a grocery store about a mile from where she lived and strolled over to her place in broad daylight. Since the wizarding war was over thanks to Harry Potter, Hermione decided that she had enough of magic in her life and just wanted to take it slow by moving near where her parents lived and attending a regular muggle college.
Draco knew she would be at college until the late afternoon. He casually kicked-in the wooden privacy fence that enclosed her backyard and threw a baseball threw the sliding glass door. He knew for a fact that the alarm would only detect if the door were opened - not if the glass broke. His first steps into her house were exhilarating. He had been tempted to snoop around, but he stuck to the plan.
Draco crawled into her attic and waited. When she got home she assumed the baseball had done the damage. Draco didn't know if she even checked the house for intruders. In any case he waited with infinite patience.
In the middle of night Draco crept down into the bedroom. His heart was racing at an alarming speed. The lump in his throat was all but choking him. The tremors ran deep within his chest and out his hands as he approached her bedroom.
Hermione was sleeping like a baby. Draco thought the needle would wake her, but the drugs worked so fast that she remained asleep the entire time as he carried her inside the garage and placed her in back seat of her own car. Now and then Draco checked her breathing and her pulse. In his mind she was his responsibility as well as his prisoner.
When they finally arrived at Draco’s place he was smiling like a jackass. She was so easy to pick-up it made him laugh a bit as he carried her downstairs. Draco was sure to provide support beneath the back of her head as he cradled her young fragile body; she was after all, as helpless as a newborn kitten.
Her temporary cell was about 10 by 10 and had small half-bathroom attached. Draco laid her softly on the bed – stopping to admire her natural beauty. He will never forget standing over her in the early morning hours, watching her chest rise and fall in calm undisturbed breaths.
She was still wearing the gym shorts and oversized T-shirt that she had gone to sleep in. He could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Draco slipped her shorts and panties off first – pulling them down pass her ankles. He stopped and got a good look at her neatly trimmed pussy and his mouth immediately began to water. Then he cut her shirt down the middle and pulled it away to reveal those two magnificent breasts that had tormented him for years – mine now. Still she slept peacefully
Next he put a locking leather collar around her neck and fastened matching leather ankle and wrist cuffs as well. This is how he wanted her to wake up, alone and naked wearing those items that left no doubt as to why she was here. He locked the door behind him self and went upstairs to relax as much as possible. Hermione would wake up soon and Draco wanted her to simmer in her fear for hours. He imagined she would spend her time banging on the door and screaming for help.
After lunch Draco returned downstairs and unlocked the door. Immediately he saw her sitting on the floor against the wall wrapped in a white bed sheet, her sweet face streaming with tears. Draco had expected her to be crying. When she saw Draco’s large figure standing at the doorway dress in dark robes and a death eater mask she started to panic all over again – pleading between her sobs for somebody to help her. In response Draco slammed the door and locked them both in the room together.
Draco was least twice her weight and easily twice her size. She was paralyzed with fear.
"Please don't hurt me - please." Her voice trembled and broke as she begged him to let her go. They both knew that was not going to happen. At this point Draco wanted Hermione to be sacred for her life so he did as little as possible to reassure her.
Her eyes grew wide with terror as she saw the ball-gag harness Draco carried. He didn't think she even knew what it was at that time. As Draco approached, Hermione quickly backed herself into a corner. He took a knee directly in front of her.
"I am going to put this on you Hermione. Be still and do what I say and I won't hurt you"
She began crying again as she tried to find the words with which to respond. But Draco was not interested in what she had to say. Without further warning he fastened the harness around her head and inserted the ball into her mouth. At this point she was still deciding whether or not it was a good idea to corporate. But at the same time she instinctively knew that resisting this death eater would have risked exposing her naked body.
“See it’s not so bad, now bite down so I can adjust the chin strap. It’ll make your jaw a bit sore but you’ll get use to it. Now let's take off that sheet so you can show me your body."
Her hands locked on the fabric as she was mumbling please don’t or something inaudible. Draco wasn’t really angry that she was starting to test him – if anything he was impressed that she had been so cooperative thus far. Now it was finally time to teach her the first and only lesson she needed to learn. He was in charge.
But just as he moved to overtake her she slowly lowered the sheet, tentatively revealing her breasts, as if to appease him before letting go all together and using her hands to awkwardly hide her nakedness.
“Good girl. But you disobeyed me.” Draco grabbed her wrist and pulled her up to the bed.
“Bend over!”
She was vigorous about staying away from him and pulled right back. Then he yelled it again so loud Draco surprised him self and forced her down, pinning her with his weight as he raised his hand and slapped down hard on her bare bottom. Draco had never really had a specific interest in spanking witches and the act was initially meant to establish some dominance. But it felt so good he couldn’t stop. Draco must have slapped that ass 30 times before he noticed how red it was getting. He was hard as hell by now and in no mood to talk. Draco grabbed a full fist of her hair and spun her around on her back. He was out of his pants in half a heartbeat. He quickly pushed her arms through spaces in the headboard and locked her wrist cuffs together on the other side. She was kicking wildly as she fought against her attacker and landing some solid hits. Draco grabbed her legs and spread them apart - pulling her towards him at the same time to the extent of her arms.
In this way he gained total control over her body. Draco pushed the head of his raging hard-on against her cunt in a teasing manner. Hermione squirmed and shook side-to-side trying to get him off, but it was pointless. Draco slid him self into to her slowly and found her tight little pussy was just wet enough for smooth entry. Draco could feel it grabbing onto him like a vice as he slipped in and out of her. The feeling inside of Hermione was amazing and he began to stroke into her faster and faster, soon realizing he could hear his balls slapping against her ass. By then he was pounding her like a sledgehammer.
Draco could feel it building inside of him and pushed her legs back even further to plow her G-spot. The only thing he could hear over their skin slapping was her desperate moaning. His vision began to shake as every muscle in his body redlined. He saw her white teeth sink into the bright red ball, her eyes were rolled back in her head, and the muscles in her arms fully flexed as she pulled wildly at the ropes holding her down. Just as Draco was about to cum Hermione’s back arched up and he buried his dick deep into her pussy and exploded like never before. Draco came so hard that he nearly passed out. He didn’t know if she came but her pussy was still quivering after the assault.
Draco was out of breath and so was she. Hermione’s face was red from screaming. Draco unlocked the cuffs to release her arms from the headboard but refastened them together right away. He took the ball-gag away from her drooling mouth and told her to suck on him. She refused in a high-pitched hysteria. Clearly the stinging sensation on her ass had failed to remind her to obey or perhaps she was just senseless from the rape.
“Too good for me?” He murmured. “Fine. I am going to have some fun with you.” With that promise, he forced a ring gag in her mouth, picked her up and carried her over his shoulder into a small room across the hall. The ring gag allowed her screams to fill his ears. She was kicking her legs franticly so Draco landed a brutal open-hand slap against her white ass with his free hand.
Her wrists were still locked together in front of her body when Draco attached them to a rope that ran through an eyebolt in the ceiling. Afterwards he pulled her hands above her head with relative ease and raised her up until she was standing on just her tiptoes. Draco held her in that fully stretched position for while, watching her legs strain as she held her balance. He tied the end off to a mooring cleat on the wall so now she couldn't kick without putting her full weight on her wrists. Only then did Hermione’s eyes widened as she notice her new surroundings...
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