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The kidnapping of Ginny	By : greeting Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 15486 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Anger burned through Ginny as she made a mental summary of her situation. She had been lured into an abandoned house, disarmed by her imperiused sister-in-law and attacked by a former friend back form the dead. She had been completely stripped by her friend and left alone at her own device for who knows how long. The sole comfort from that situation was that her attacker had no intention of killing her, not yet at least. She still had time to work out whatever was happening to her, and to stop whatever Lavender had intended. Fighting her would be an almost impossible task, as her wand had been taken with no way to know if it even was still in the room. The fact that she was still firmly under the petrifying spell did not help either, but Ginny Weasley was not a quitter. She would fight this new threat by whatever means possible and get Angelina back as well. Even in her current situation, Ginny had more defiance in her than any other witches or wizards, although, she was loath to admit, she was more than a little scared by this unexpected turn of event.

Lavender took her time returning, knowing from experience that the curse used on her captive would last for hours. She was in a much better mood than she had been for a while now, taking a morbid pleasure in leaving Ginny alone, naked on the hard cold wooden floor. Her polyjuice potion was ready. Taking pride in the small bottle already filled with the clear-orange liquid, ready to be consumed at her will.

Brewing the potion had been a pain for her, having to start over more than once. After her first three failed attempts, she decided it would be simpler to make someone else do it for her. Gathering all the ingredients every time was difficult enough without having to worry about wasting them. She had decided to take on a servant. She had sneaked in the Leaky cauldron's bathroom, one night, waiting for a witch to show up. She had been pleased to finally see a drunken Angelina Johnson show up, and it had been pretty easy for her to imperius her. Lavender initially had doubts about Angelina, as she had always appeared to be a strong, independent and fierce witch, but so far she had proven unable to break free of the controlling curse. Satisfied with herself, Lavender had put her thrall to work. The older woman proved herself to be a lot more competent in potion making than Lavender. The more time Lavender spent with Angelina the more she relied on her, although it was beginning to be frustrating to let her go back home everyday to her husband. Lavender knew it was a necessary nuisance as not to arise suspicion. Lavender had instructed Angelina to show up at a house that would soon become a semi-permanent house for her, and Angelina did so flawlessly. Just to be certain, she made sure to cast the imperius spell every once in a while on Angelina. Days passed, then weeks until the polyjuice potion was ready. During that lapse, Lavender had found plenty of ways to use her thrall.

Ever since she woke up from the werewolf's bite, Lavender had found she had a urge for all of her basic needs, including sex. Men or women made little difference as long as someone would satisfy her. Until she had taken control of Angelina, she had managed, barely, to find satisfaction either by herself or by exchanging her body in exchange for food, but Angelina's physical fitness proved to be an amazing source of release for a while. Lavender could still remember the first time she had grabbed the witch's small yet firm breast after forcing her to disrobe. Just watching her take her clothes off, revealing her dark skin, her firm breasts, her perfectly shaven womanhood had been enough to make Lavender wet. The pleasure she then took from Angelina were enticing at first, a streak of seemingly never-ending orgasms that came from both the dark skinned witch herself and from the exciting sense of absolute control over her victim, although this victory was short lived. She soon found out that she found her victim... emotionless, void of any reaction. Her touches, her caresses were mechanical at best, and even though she still found her pleasure from degrading her thrall, the lack of reaction was getting boring. Slowly, she came back to her initial plan increasingly frustrated and unsatisfied with her life.

It took a few more minutes before Lavender came back to Ginny. The frozen witch's heartbeat rose as she watched the her tormentor walk up to her. "I don't know if you understand yet, bitch, but you are mine." All softness was gone from the blond witch, all the innocence was gone from her feminine, delicate voice. "I have your wand, your friend, and in a few minutes, I am going to leave this house in your body. How the rest of it goes is up to you. You can either resist me and watch Angelina suffer or you can be a good little bitch and obey me."

Lavender smiled as she bent over her prisoner. Brusquely, she grabbed Ginny's left breast as she delivered a kiss directly over her mouth. Pain seared through Ginny's breast as her tormentor increased the pressure over the sensitive flesh but was unable to escape neither the pain or the unwanted kiss. She couldn't even grunt at the pain caused by the violating hand's attention. "She's gonna rape me! That bitch is going to rape me" realized Ginny with a sense of dread. She felt a second hand slide down her stomach, making its way to her vagina. Powerless, she felt a finger slowly caress or lower lips. Her sole relief was that her paralyzed body was unable to react to the invasive finger.

"I know you can feel everything. " said Lavender in a soft moan. "In a few seconds, I am going to unmake the curse. One false movement and Angelina gets it, and so will you. I have everything I need from you. Don't make me regret keeping you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lavender lifted her robe over her head and threw it at her own feet, revealing that was completely naked underneath that old tattered robe. Despite her apparent unkempt and neglected appearance, she still retained a lot of her youth's beauty. She was small, thin and delicate yet her breasts were full, large and perky. Her bottom, round and firm moved enticingly with every step she made. Her beauty contrasted greatly with her face, as half of it was covered in badly healed scars, while the rest of it showed no trace of warmth or love. Even her smile seemed to be born of cruelty and malevolence.

"I am going to enjoy you like the whore you are." Those words hit harder than the Whomping Willow. The repeated insults were bad enough, but their meanings were even worst. Aside from Harry, Ginny had never gone further than the first base with anyone, and had never even considered having sex with a woman. The idea had never appealed to her, fully satisfied of what she had with her husband. Revulsion got the better of her, disgusted at the thought of touching another vagina.

Lavender then bent her knees until they both were on each side of Ginny's head, lowering her abdomen until her own vulva was less than an inch away from her captive's face. Looking down, she saw Ginny's lifeless eyes, wondering with excitement what could be going through her mind. With her sole free hand still holding her wand, she undid the curse, watching with amusement Ginny's reaction to her current predicament. "Angelina will re-curse you if you do anything wrong, and believe me you won't like that. You will eat me, you will get a good taste of my pussy and you will not stop until I tell you to."

The captive witch was finally able to move again, although it was little relief for Ginny, with Lavender's own sex being less than an inch away from her face. From her own point of view, the other woman's wet vagina seemed to fill the entire world. Never before had she been so close to another woman's sex. She had to fight her gagging reflex as Lavender lowered her abdomen until her lubricated pussy came in contact with Ginny's mouth. Doing her best to breath through her nose, Ginny started slowly to move her mouth around Lavender's lower lips, disgusted as she got her first taste of the other woman's lubrication. She was rewarded by a few moans at first, but after a few seconds, Ginny panicked as she felt two finger pinch the tip of her nose. She tried to roll on her side, but Lavender managed effortlessly to remain on top.

"I want to feel you inside me, slut. Be a good little whore and use that tongue of yours." said Lavender as she secured her position over Ginny. Out of option, Ginny caressed the outer walls of her tormentor's vagina, relieved to be able to breath again as Lavender removed her fingers from over her nostrils. Slowly, Ginny's tongue went deeper and deeper inside of Lavender's body. After what seemed an eternity for Ginny but was, in fact, just a few seconds, her tongue found the erect clitoris. At that moment, Lavender's moan became a slow pleasure grunt, telling Ginny that she had found the spot she involuntarily looked for. She pressed her tongue over it, moving her tongue left to right as Lavender's started to yell. The sole comfort for Ginny is that it did not take long after that for Lavender to orgasm. The blond's witch body became tense as she let out a scream of ecstasy. Thinking her ordeal to be over, Ginny retracted her tongue in her mouth, feeling yet more of the salty liquid from Lavender's vagina enter her own mouth.

A minute or so later, Lavender's body started to relax as she slowly regained the control over he own body. The magnitude of the orgasm Ginny had just given her confirmed that she had to keep the red-headed witch for herself. She had never experienced anything quite like that, not even when she had forced Angelina for the first time. She made a mental list of everything she intended to do with both her captives, but there were more pressing matters for the moment. Grabbing her wand back, she rose to her feet stunning Ginny once more in the process. She looked at the powerless witch, her face still covered with Lavender's body fluids. It turned her on once again to imagine how uncomfortable she must be right now, but she promised herself plenty of pleasure once she would be back. It made her almost sad to leave such a pretty prize, but she comforted herself in thinking that they still had plenty of time together.

She took a bottle of polyjuice and took a sip. She grunted painfully as the transformation happened. She grew a few inches, her breasts got smaller by a cup, her hair grew quite a bit and changed colors and her shoulders got a bit thinner. Looking at herself in a handheld mirror, she was satisfied with the transformation. "Imagine how much fun I'm going to have with your life, bitch. Now you'll feel what it's like to be alone, to have someone else sleep with your husband." said the false Ginny. "You know where to put her, don't you?" she continued, talking to Angelina instead.

"Of course" simply replied Angelina as she grabbed the frozen witch by the shoulders. Ginny caught a glimpse of the impostor putting on her panties before she was led despite herself in a dark room. Dazed, she could still hardly believed anything that had happened today. She had been raped, humiliated and now her rapist was running free with her own body, and she had no way to react in any way. Even in the dark room, she felt Angelina lift her up and put her body inside something else. Then the cover of whatever she was in was closed, cutting off the slightest ray of light that could have reassured Ginny.

Here we go! I will start to work shortly on the third chapter, I hope you enjoy reading this story. I really do enjoy reading reviews, for ways to improve my silly stories, so feel free to review!
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