Challenge: Hermione's House-elf Training | By : Femtedd Category: Harry Potter > Round Robins > Round Robins Views: 123666 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Hermione woke up the next day to yet another slap on her abused bottom. It had become customary to be awaken in such a brutal way, but Hermione accepted it as her reality. It was expected even, as bad slaves such as herself were to be punished. She was by far the most useless house-elf the house had to offer, and she felt a great shame at not being able to teleport anything as naturally as the normal house elf.
To be a human shaped house-elf meant that she would never be as precise or efficient as the others, and the Matrone hated her for it. Despite her quasi blindness, she kept her house in order. Every slave had their purpose, even one as defective as Hermione. She had been chosen to be on the most boring chores the Matrone had on her lists. Cleaning the bathrooms, dusting the entire house, and every other simple tasks that she could do with her weaker human magic. On the plus side, she had started to regain a bit of her memory from her life as a human It was fuzzy, like a dream, but some things gradually came back to her. Her love of knowledge, her friends, her fight to free the house elves, her use in the fight against a dark wizard. She remembered some things about her previous life as a Witch, although now she understood how futile they were. Knowledge? What use was it, if not to keep her Master's house clean! Her friends? She did not want friends, she only wanted to serve the master. Free the house elves? Abomination! Slavery was a very good way to live. The fights between good and evil did not matter either, so long as she had a Master to serve. The elves of this house were not at all kind and benevolent as the ones she knew. At best they were nasty creatures, more than happy to treat a human in the same way they had been mistreated. Hermione was now to the elves what elves are to humans.
She was still Hermione, but she thought of herself as a new and improved one. She thought of herself as both a house elf and a human, and failed to see any contradictions. Humans could be slaves too! They just had to work harder! Her sharp mind was a mess and could hardly differentiate right from wrong, but she was still as perfectionist and passionate about anything she did and if that included running everyday all day in order to avoid harsh punishment, then so be it. She could see herself improving, managing to run across the gigantic apartment in less and less time as days became weeks. Her body was also changing. All that exercise meant that she was a lot fitter than she used to be. Her stomach was now perfectly flat, her ass was even more shapely than before. The pretty, everyday witch she had been was now replaced by an even hotter Hermione, which Clubby did not seem to mind.
If anything, Clubby seemed to be the second in command, right after the Matrone. While he was far from being a genius, he was brilliant enough to know the matron's mistake in thinking Hermione was a house-elf, but he was in no hurry to correct her superior's mistake. He loved to have a human for himself. Since he had been the one to initially punish the human, there seemed to have an unspoken rule that she was his to play with when they were not on assignments. It seemed everyone but the Matrone had now realized she was human too. There wasn't a fixed hierarchy between the house-elf except for the Matrone, but there were an unspoken, vague set of rules which guaranteed that no fight would break between them. As such, Clubby pretty much had free rein over her in any way he wanted. Luckily for Hermione, the house-elf's sexual appetite seemed to be lesser than their human counterparts, but it was still present. Hermione was getting used to getting roughed up whenever Clubby wanted sex. She was never asked for permission.
For example, 2 days ago, Clubby had simply pushed her from behinds to make her fall on her knees, then grabbed her head and pushed it forcefully on his erect, abnormally shaped penis. While it was impossible to take it entirely in her mouth, Clubby had kept her head firmly in place until she had been forced to swallow his load. The sole consolation was that his sperm tasted slightly sweeter than human's, but it was still a common enough humiliation that she had come to expect it. She certainly did not enjoy those forced sexual favors, but she never spoke against them either, figuring that it was pretty much all that was keeping most of the other elves to do much worst to that weird, disliked human slave. Furthermore, she did not want Clubby to reveal the truth to the Matrone about her humanity, as the only two options would be to be severely punished by the Matron or even worst, to be freed by the same Matron that had enslaved her. Freedom would mean she would never get to serve her Master or clean the beloved house and that thought scared her more than the threat of physical pain. Of course, Hermione knew she was under a powerful spell whose effect were permanent and had no known counter spell to this day. If the Matrone sent her away, she would have to find a new home with new masters, and Hermione hated that thought.
Had she not been under a spell she would have realized that her life was hell on earth. A part of her still knew it. The part that vaguely remembered being the greatest witch of her generation, that still remembered there was not a spell in the magical world she was unable to do. She had been at the top of the social ladder of the wizarding world. She was now at the very bottom of it, lower than even the lowly creatures she was trying to be.
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