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Ginny's Punishment	By : Koolgirl18 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Ginny Views: 101808 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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After tossing and turning for most of the night, Ginny made a decision about Dumbledore’s request.

She decided that if she could make Snape happy with her submission and body, then she didn’t mind him having sex with her.

And if she was going to be completely honest with herself, she loved shagging him. As long as both of them were getting something out of it, she didn’t feel as if she shouldn’t offer herself.

At least, that was how Ginny was going to justify cheating on her boyfriend.

And that was how it all began. When Ginny had detention, more often than not after she finished doing whatever task Snape set out for her, he would shag her wherever he would see fit. Sometimes it would be on his desk in his private rooms. Other times it would be in some dark nook or cranny in Hogwarts as students and professors passed by.

Ginny, for the first time since returning to Hogwarts that year, was quite happy to be there. As long as she got to go to Snape when she was in trouble and her friends kept getting sent to Hagrid and Professor McGonagall when they misbehaved in class, things could be worse for her in the midst of a war.

That was until Harry showed up one night in the castle.

It was quite unexpected, really.

Ginny had been walking toward the Headmasters office for another night of detention, when an arm pulled her into the shadows.

Ginny was so used to Snape pulling her into random shadows that when this happened she didn’t scream or fight.

Yet, when she turned around to look at her captor, her stomach dropped at the emerald green eyes staring back at her.

“Harry?” she whispered.

“Hey,” he whispered back.

“What are you doing here? You could be captured—killed,” Ginny said, her voice getting louder with each word.

Harry put a hand over her mouth.
"We can't talk here," he whispered.
Ginny simply nodded her head.
Harry put on his invisibility cloak. He took her arm again and led her through Hogwarts to the Room of Requirement.
After making it to the Room of Requirement, Ginny crossed her arms and waited for the door to appear, the only sound in the hallway being that of Harry pacing back and forth.
The door appeared in the wall.
Ginny felt Harry grab her arm again and walked through the door.
The room was simple. A couch in front of the fireplace, a bed in the corner.
Once inside, Harry took his cloak off.
Ginny took a look at him in the light.
He was much thinner and older than she remembered him being. He had dark circles underneath his eyes yet his eyes still sparkled.
That's one of the things Ginny loved about Harry. No matter how much he was going through, he never let it take away the good things in life.
Harry embraced her and Ginny hugged him back.
Gods, she forgot what it was like to have a simple hug, to have that shared intimacy with someone. It was something Ginny knew she would never get from Snape, no matter how much pleasure he gave her.
Harry pulled away just a little bit and raising his hand to stroke her cheek.
"I missed you so much, Gin. I worry about you being here," he said.
Ginny felt her whole body warm at the concern he had for her.
"I'm fine, Harry. So far, I've avoided getting punished by the Carrows. I've only had detention with McGonagall and Hagrid. What are you doing here?" she asked.
She felt no need to mention her detentions with Snape. Knowing Harry, he would fly off the handle and she would spend whatever time they had together calming him down.
"I had something that I needed to do at Hogsmeade. I decided that we all needed a break from this war and we took the night off. I decided to come and see you."
Ginny smiled.
"Harry, you didn't have to give up your night off to see me," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"You're the only person worth seeing on a night off, Gin," he said.
Harry leaned down to kiss her and Ginny felt an overwhelming feeling of comfort and warmth.
Yet, as the kiss continued, Ginny noticed that the passion that she normally felt from the kiss wasn't there.
They finally pulled away. Harry pulled Ginny to him again, holding her close to his body.
"Gin, I know I'm being selfish in asking for this but ... Gin ... I need you so much right now," he whispered into her hair.
A little voice in the back of Ginny's head told her that maybe she should hold back but she ignored it.
Harry was her boyfriend, after all. And it wasn't as if she was a virgin anymore (though he thought she was). He needed her and she loved him enough to give him whatever he wanted.

Ginny led him over to the bed. They stopped at the side of the bed, staring at each other.

“You shouldn’t be ashamed of needing love, Harry,” Ginny finally whispered.

Harry pulled her to him, kissing her passionately.

It all happened so quickly to Ginny.

Their clothing was shed and he was inside of her within seconds.

Ginny found it quite odd. She was getting some pleasure from Harry’s thrusts but it wasn’t nearly as passionate or explosive as it was with Snape.

Harry was done in a matter of minutes, apologizing into her hair for being so quick.

Ginny had hugged him to her chest, her mind trying to process what the lack of passion between her and Harry symbolized.

There was no doubt in her mind that she loved him and that he loved her. But could she give up a life of passionate lovemaking and stay with Harry if they both survived the war?

Harry squeezed Ginny’s hip, whispering how much he loved her.

Ginny smiled at the affection.

She was thinking too far ahead. At that moment, she would simply enjoy what she had with Harry and hope for the best.

And anyway, it wasn’t as if she was ever going to have more with Snape than a physical relationship.

Sometime in the night, both Ginny and Harry fell asleep.

Later, around midnight, Harry gently shook her awake, saying that he needed to leave.

Ginny saw him off in one of the many secret corridors of Hogwarts, giving him one least kiss before he fled.

Ginny walked back towards her tower, her mind still thinking about Harry.

Suddenly, she was pulled into the shadows again.

Ginny’s stomach dropped. This time she knew it was Snape.

It was then that she remembered that she was supposed to go to detention earlier that night with him.

She watched as Snape took in her rumpled appearance.

His expression darkened and his hold tightened on her arm.

Without saying a word, he dragged her towards his office.

Ginny felt butterflies in her stomach. It was at that very moment that she realized that maybe Snape wouldn’t appreciate it if she shagged other people.

His jealousy from the very first time he took her in his private rooms came playing in her head.

And that was simply from Harry sending her a letter.

She cringed at what he might do to her if he found out Harry shagged her.

‘Maybe it’s within my best interest to keep the fact that I shagged Harry away from him. If I don’t confirm it, then he will never know,’ Ginny thought.

The stone gargoyles at the entrance of the Headmaster office moved aside for him without him whispering any password.

About halfway up the stairs, Snape stopped and pulled her into a hidden door on the inside of the stair well.

Ginny’s eyes opened wide as he pulled her through the dark space.

On the other side of the door was a room with a green and silver landscape. There was a bed in the middle, and a fireplace. There was a couch in front of the fireplace with a table and a rug underneath. There were no windows.

She turned her head to look at Snape, who pulled her over the couch. He threw her down, whipping his wand out.

“You missed detention, Miss Weasley,” he said.

Ginny said nothing.

“What was so important that you had to be late for the appointment you had with me?” he asked.

Nothing.

Snape let out a frustrated growl and pointed his wand to her.

Legilimens

Ginny was forced to relive the moment when Harry came inside the castle and made love to her. The moment Harry entered her body in her mind, Snape pulled out with a snarl.

Pointing the wand into her face once again, he murmured spell, and Ginny’s world went black.

When she came to, she noticed that she was on her stomach, and that her body was in a spread eagle position.

She quickly opened her eyes and saw that her arms were tied to the bed posts with silver handcuffs.

Ginny was pretty sure her legs were in the same situation since she couldn’t move those either.

The room was quiet, save for the cracking of the fire.

She had a feeling that whatever Snape had planned for her was not going to be pleasant.

Ginny closed her eyes, trying to keep the tears at bay.

She almost wished she had never shagged Snape. She surly didn’t understand what she had been getting into when she gave her body to him. She didn’t think he would actually believe that he owned it.

Ginny heard a door open behind her.

She attempted to turn her head to get a look behind her back but the way she was tied up made it difficult for her to see what was going on.

The person got closer and Ginny could tell by his unique smell that it was Snape.

The bed dipped down with his weight.

Ginny was hyper aware of what he was doing with her. He lifted her pelvis and slid a large towel underneath her.

He then set some instruments down on the night stand on the side of the bed

Ginny felt tears start to leak out her eyes when she noticed that it was a contraception that held hot coals. She watched as he put a sliver stick within the coals, letting it sit before pulling away.

Gods, he was going to torture her.

“Please, Headmaster … I won’t touch him again. Please don’t hurt me,” Ginny begged, her tears coming out of her eyes at a faster rate.

“You should have thought of that before you let Potter stick his cock in you. Now you have to suffer the consequences,” he said neutrally.

Ginny began to sob in earnest.

Snape ignored her sobs and instead spread her legs as far as they would go with being connected to the bed.

Once Ginny felt she was stretched to the limit, she felt his wand rest at the entrance of her opening.

He murmured something underneath his breath.

Nothing happened at first.

Then suddenly, she felt as if a giant syringe was inserted inside of her.

A few seconds later, she felt every juice within her get sucked out.

It was the most uncomfortable feeling she had felt in the world.

“No more fucking Potter—or any other man for that instance. The only come allowed in your body after tonight will be mine,” Snape said.

The sucking became more intense until her entire pussy was completely dry.

The dryness was slightly painful. Ginny shifted uncomfortably, knowing that whatever actions he was going to perform with the coals would happen very soon.

She was right.

Snape grabbed the ling sliver stick poking out of the coals.

Though Ginny couldn’t see the stick she could feel the heat of it against her hip.

Her sobs became more intense and she started to struggled.

Whatever was tying her to the bed, however, must have been manipulated magically because when she struggled, they tightened so she couldn’t move.

Ginny finally stopped struggling; favoring the little freedom she had left.

Snape finally spoke.

“If you fight it, it will be more painful.”

And suddenly her skin was burning.

Ginny screamed in agony at the pain flowing through her body.

She couldn’t stop her body from trying to get away from the burning metal.

Snape held down her hip as her flesh was branded.

Finally, he pulled the silver stick away, putting it back into the hot coals.

Instead of relief, Ginny still felt as if her flesh was on fire.

She continued to sob and cry.

Snape took his hand from her hip for a few seconds, only to return to her burning flesh with cream.

Instead of a soothing cool, Ginny felt her flesh burn even more.

Her throat was hoarse from her screams.

She could feel the burning consume her entire soul.

More cream hit her hip, but this time instead of more pain, it was soothing and cool.

Ginny’s screaming stopped, replaced with harsh sobbing.

Snape pulled away for a second.

Ginny sobbed harder at what he might do to her.

She felt his fingers touch the entrance of her body.

Instead of more pain, she felt a soothing lubrication take away the dryness.

The lubrication was warm, and almost made her forget about the burn on.

Very soon after, he was inside of her, completely erect, his balls hitting her clit.

Ginny let out a moan of pleasure, angry and humiliated that she still felt pleasure from the joining even though he put her through intense pain.

He began to thrust inside of her, panting heavily into her hair.

She felt his hand touch her branded flesh, moaning and groaning.

“You’re mine, Weasley. Even when this war is over and I’m finished with you or when I’m dead, you will always belong to me,” he said, thrusting into her roughly.

Ginny’s voice was raw from her screams and yet she couldn’t stop moaning.

The way his cock stretched her even after fucking her so many times, the way he hit that sweet spot inside of her, the way he held her hips tightly in his hands drove her wild.

Ginny was stuck where she was as he fucked her, which after many shagging sessions with him, she found was actually a turn on for her.

Her orgasm was very quickly coming upon her. She could feel her real juices and the lubrication run into the towel underneath her hips.

“Oh fuck, Weasley. Still so tight,” Snape groaned, his thrusts picking up.

His cock hit her g-spot even more intensely.

Ginny’s body tightened around him. She held her breath, so close to orgasm.

And there she was, her pussy clamping down intensely on his cock, her throat raw as she screamed in completion.

Snape let out a roar and shot his come deep into her body, his hands gripping her hips so hard that she knew she would bruise later from the treatment as she always did.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily into her hair and neck.

It was then that Ginny knew, without a doubt that no matter how much she loved Harry or any other man for that matter, her soul would always belong to Snape.
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