Gilderoy's Conquests | By : cultofpsyche Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 81234 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4 |
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Memory #5
Label: Drilling Ginny
We're in Lockhart's classroom this time, but it's empty. Though not for long. A small, red-haired girl in worn out, secondhand robes (identity: Ginny Weasley) rushes in, looking worried. Lockhart looks up from the books on his desk, and gives her a wide smile. He invites her in, and she immediately begins peppering him with questions about dark magic. She seems concerned about possession, and asks him whether someone could cast a curse on a diary. They are very peculiar questions for a girl in her first year at Hogwarts to ask, though knowing what has been revealed to have occurred at Hogwarts over the past year, their implications are clear. Had Lockhart not been preoccupied with trying to trick little girls into sleeping with him, he might have informed the Headmaster of Ginny's behavior, and much of the drama that occurred in the second half of that school year could possibly have been avoided.
But Lockhart isn't about to let someone else's problems get in the way of his satisfaction. He's leading the girl on with stories (no doubt pilfered from other wizards' experiences, if not totally fabricated) about evil books and demons, and though Ginny doesn't look comforted, she eagerly obliges when he invites her into his office to examine a few artifacts in his possession (artifacts, indeed!). When he offers the poisoned candy, Ginny seems too preoccupied to pay much attention to it. She just turns it over in her hands, watching Lockhart rummage about his office. It's not immediately apparent, but I can sense Lockhart's concern when the girl doesn't immediately consume the poison. Ha! The stories he'll have to conjure up when he'd rather be fucking the girl!
But then there's a knock on his door. Lockhart hurries to answer it. I can see that it is Minerva McGonagall, and she looks even more worried than Ginny did when she ran into the classroom. I can tell Lockhart is feigning his confidence, but when Minerva requests his assistance, he proudly obliges. He instructs Ginny to wait for his return, and then he rushes out the door. I do not know where he goes or what occurs there, because the memory jumps ahead an indeterminable period of time. Lockhart reenters his office, but the room is empty. However, there are robes on the floor by his desk. Curses, Ginny must have eaten that candy while waiting for Lockhart's return!
Lockhart, however, is pleased. He locks the office door and then rushes into his bedchamber. The red-haired girl is lying naked on his bed, with her fingers buried in her vagina. Her cheeks are bright red with passion, and she's too preoccupied to even notice Lockhart's arrival. Can you imagine the spectacle if anyone else had wandered into Lockhart's private chambers while he was away? I would wish to spare the girl's embarassment, but if it had happened, several of Lockhart's later crimes could have been prevented. Yet, oh, the shame she would endure. A situation like that would certainly call for a Memory Charm, but cast in mercy, not to cover one's illicit crimes.
But Lockhart got lucky, for here was a naked eleven year old girl masturbating on his bed, just waiting for him to return and fill her with his filthy, perverted cock. He, a fucker of little girls, a destroyer of virginity - a dark wizard of the most despicable character. Lockhart undresses, and the sight of his erection excites Ginny. She flips over and positions herself in front of him, sitting on top of the bed on all fours like some animal, presenting her nether regions as an offering for him to defile. And defile them he does. It's a tight squeeze, but Lockhart pushes himself as far up inside Ginny as he can get. And then he begins thrusting into her, faster and faster, in time with her rhythmic moans, his testicles slapping against his and her thighs both.
The doggie style position is brutish, primative. I certainly would not object if it were the sober choice of an adult couple. But for Lockhart, a full grown man, to fuck a little girl like this is heartless. I can barely even see her under him - his own large body dominates the image in the mirrors all around his bed, and on the ceiling. But Ginny is making her presence known vocally. For such a small girl, she can make a lot of noise when she loses herself to passion. She sounds strained, though. I wonder if it could possibly feel that good, having your childlike vagina stretched open by a massive, throbbing penis. One of the major risks of Erosia is that in lowering your inhibitions and inflaming your passion, it has a tendency to make the victim desire dangerous activities that could do serious harm. Indeed, for the rapist, this is one of its many draws. Too many victims have woken from an Erosian trance to find themselves bloody and beaten, and the most disturbing part is that they had demanded to be treated that way - and, at the time, even enjoyed it.
I tell you, it's a terrible substance, and that's why it is illegal. But moreover, only the truly twisted would have the stomach to use it. That is precisely the way we must view this filth, Lockhart. He's drilling Ginny into the bed, pushing himself into her harder and harder. Her cheek is pressed sideways against the pillow and her chest is jammed into the bed. Yet her ass still rises into the air where Lockhart is relentlessly pummelling it. I see blood dripping down the girl's thighs. She's stopped screaming, and there's a dazed look in her eye. I don't know how long before Lockhart arrived she'd taken the poison, but it looks like she's about to doze off. The sleeping effect of the potion is very powerful, and it gives the body a chance to recover. But Lockhart's not finished with her.
The girl is unconscious now, slumped onto the bed, and Lockhart's still pumping his erection into her. He stops for a moment, just long enough to flip her onto her back, then he resumes. The girl is limp, like a rag doll, and Lockhart's thrusts are knocking her limbs all over. It's a pathetic sight, that I'd rather not watch, but it demonstrates the single-mindedness of this man's perversion. He doesn't REALLY care that the girls enjoy his abuse, he just needs a warm, tight place to rest his penis that won't reject him. I wouldn't put it past him to fuck the corpse of a little girl if it were still warm. In fact, the sheer perversity of it would probably excite him further! That's how these perverts work, I tell you. They're not right in the head.
Finally, the insanity comes to a close. Lockhart slows down as he ejects his seed into the body sprawled out on his bed. When he pulls out of her, his juices ooze down between the girl's spread legs, soaking her asshole and the lower cheeks of her butt. She may forget all of this when Lockhart casts his Memory Charm on her, but I wonder what she'll think afterward, when she feels the stain on her legs, and notices the drip from her stretched out vagina. That'll sure be a mystery for her to solve, and by Merlin's beard, I hope she doesn't come back to Lockhart to inquire about it.
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