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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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Ginny was looking for a quiet place to stay for a few night. Things were a bit rocky with Harry, who had been a bit moody ever since his triumph over Voldemort, and life was chaotic as ever at the burrow, so a break was more than welcome. The obvious choice was that odd apartment her boyfriend had inherited a couple months ago. Harry had asked Hermione to check up on it almost three weeks ago, but she had never reported back. Not too worried, the gang had concluded that she simply needed some space. There had been a tremendous fight with Ron the night before her disappearance and Ginny thought it was only a matter of time before she reappeared to once again mend things with Ron. Hermione was the smartest and most resourceful person in the magical world and Ginny sincerely believed nothing could stop her.

She arrived at diagon alley late at night, so the street was mostly empty and all the magical shops had closed for the day. Standing before the apartment, Ginny was awestruck by its size and its immaculate appearances. Whoever had given it to Harry in its will had to be rich beyond her wildest dreams, maybe even wealthier than the Malfoys. She made a mental note to congratulate the house elf for their impeccable work... When she tried to climb up the stairs, she noticed the front door was locked, as they had lent their only key to Hermione some weeks ago. Ginny took her wand out and tried the alohomoha spell on the lock, which had no visible effect. Instead, the stairs became flat once more, making her fall on her ass and slide all the way to the side-walk. There, she was greeted by an old house elf, dressed in a shabby pillow case. Before she could react, the matron produced a set of rope that surrounded the unsuspecting witch around her arms, her ankles, her neck and her mouth. With her ams held firmly in place on her hips and the rope cleaving her mouth, Ginny could only muffle as the Matron grabbed Ginny's wand and what could only be described as a leash around her neck. She tried to pull herself free at once from the surprisingly strong house elf which resulted in her falling flat on the floor without her hand to catch her. Dazed and hurt, Ginny had no choice but to comply, stumbling along the way as she was forced inside the house against her will through the ill-fated servant's door .The door eerily creaked as it shut itself, separating Ginny from the outside world.

Distraught, Ginny allowed herself a few seconds to regain her senses then started to think about her situation. She was tied up in a dark, cramped room and nobody knew she was here. Nobody even had the means to get in the house thanks to Hermione's disappearance with the only key. House elves were known to be obedient, right? No doubt Ginny would make that crazy hag see her error and she would apologize profusely. Ginny made a mental note to order her not to punish herself too hard. She might have treated her wrong, but she was still a slave, a victim of her own status. She certainly did not deserved to get hurt. All she needed to do was to remove that awfully tight gag in her mouth and she would be free, but her best efforts were no use. The rope was sturdy and unbreakable.

"We have ourselves a burglar, yes? Tried to break in to steal Master's Harry house, yes? Unless of course you are another house-elf sent by our good master to replace the other... defective one. Yes, that's it" said the Matron, all too serious. "She has the same weird look... tall, small nose, narrow hips, short arms. I don't know why Master sends us these weird ones, but who am I to question him." The matron sighed.

With unspeakable horror, Ginny yelled in anger as the Matron snapped her fingers, making all her clothes tear themselves from her body and land in the nearby fireplace. Ginny's muffled scream did nothing to stop the Matron from doing whatever she wanted with Ginny. Then, she took the wand and examined it closely.

"What kind of slave would steal a Witch's wand? You are veeeery devious indeed, but don't worry... We will break that deviance from you" she continued with a genuine compassionate look. "We wouldn't want you to try and use that stolen wand again, now, would we?" she said as she threw the wand in the air and disintegrate it with a flick of her hand.

Ginny snapped and tried to rush the old house-elf, but reality caught her as her leash, which had been tied to a nearby table, stopped her dead in her track, choking the air out of her. Naked, wand less and unable to cover herself, Ginny stared in anger at her tormenters. If looks could kill, the elf would have died at that very moment, but unfortunately, her fury induced glazed had no effect on her captor. Nothing she could do right now could change what was about to happen to her. Even worst, the cramped room she was secured in was getting even more cramped as more and more elves came to see what the commotion was about.

Hermione stood at the furthest corner of the room, although she could see perfectly thanks to her height and the glimmer of light from the fire place. It was a good thing she had managed to convince the mad Matron transform her back. She had worked tirelessly on the branding iron to make it give her back her old appearance. She did not believe she deserved to look like the others since she did not posses their amazing powers... In her mind, her human appearance was a sign of her unshakable submission to both the house elves and her identity as a defective slave. The first time she caught a glimpse of her old friend, she was confused at first as she vaguely remembered Ginny as a friend of her shameful human life. They had grown up together, fought evil together and were practically sisters to each other. Hermione was growing anxious as more memories flooded her mind, although they did not last long. The spell enslaving her quickly kicked in, marking her past life as unimportant. Of course, the Matron was right... if she said Ginny was a slave like her, then Ginny was a slave. Hermione's ability to question her reality had been extinguished both magically and physically thanks to the never ending abuses from the other House elf. Even the fact that both Ginny and herself had human body meant very little anymore. She smiled at the fact that they had been best friend for so long without realizing that they both secretly were subpar slaves. Hermione was convinced Ginny would be glad to serve Master Harry, all that love Ginny gave her false boyfriend was sure to transform into an even deeper desire to serve him well once she had come to term with her real identity.

That last thought gave Hermione an idea that was sure to please the Matrone. She ran as fast as she could, her exposed large breasts bobbling up and down as she fetched the very same magical stick that bound her in slavery a couple of weeks ago. She handed the brand to the dominant House-elf, proud to be the one to have thought of it first.

"Very good, Hermy! You see, you can be a good slave when you really want"
Hermione had trouble keeping her cool. Praise had been a rare treat for her up until now, and she savored every word of it. "Thank you, mistress! I am happy to serve you and our Master!" she said, almost giggling.

Meanwhile, Ginny's eyes went wild at the sight of Hermione. What the hell was going on here? Why was she here? Was was she completely naked? Why had she called that insane elf her mistress? Would the same happen to her? So many questions that would need answers before long.

"hmionnnnnn" Ginny did her best to yell her friend's name, but the rope kept her from producing anything more than a muffled sound through the merciless rope keeping her jaws apart.

"Hey Ginny" answered the brunet casually speaking as if she was in a perfectly normal situation "You have no idea how good it is to see you here! I'll have to punish myself for it, maybe pinch my nipples until they are purple but I will help you become the slave you always were!"

All of a sudden, the ropes around the naked Ginny vanished. Surprised, Ginny ignored her painful jaws and started to yell at the top of her lungs, both angry and afraid: "What's that all about! You better give me my clothes and my wands back, or it will go very badly for all of you elves! And you, Hermio..." Nobody would ever know what she wanted to say to Hermione as the Matrone magically sealed Ginny's lips in the same way she had done it to Hermione with a sigh. Ginny instantly tried to rush the old elf. Unfortunatly, the elf was faster than her and clicked her fingers, freezing the running Ginny in a posture that defied gravity.

"There is a lot of fire in that one. I swear, elves these days... We'll have to... tame her a little before we can use that brand on that ugly house elf here" Ginny felt her torso bend as the Matrone pushed it until her body was at a perfect 90 degrees. Being completely frozen meant that Ginny was completely at the Matrone's mercy, unable to put up the slightest resistance against whatever the elf wanted. Whatever it was, Ginny knew she was in serious trouble. It was becoming clear that she was about to suffer the exact same fate as Hermione.

A sudden pain broke her train of thought as The Matrone hit her exposed bottom as hard as she could, leaving a clear red mark where she was hit. Ginny wanted to yell in pain, but she couldn't produce the slightest sound. Instead, her frozen body almost fell face first as the motion of the spanking unbalanced her. Luckily, she was caught by Hermione, her face resting precisely on her ample breasts. Instead of helping her get away from the unbearable pain, Hermione held her firmly in place, allowing the Matrone to mercifully beat Ginny's ass at leisure. The cold, bony hand was merciless and each hit became more and more unbearable to the defenseless woman until Ginny's mind went away, her body finally going limp as the Matrone released her as soon as Ginny lost consciousness. She fell flat on the floor as Clubby grabbed her by the ankles and shackled her in the very same shackles Hermy had broken down just a few weeks ago.

He wondered if he should take advantage of that new prisoner as he was already more than satisfied with Hermione. Of course, Clubby knew both women were human, but he both enjoyed tormenting Hermione, glad to have a way to release his pent of hatred of Humans after having been abused so long and he did not want to contradict the Matrone either. She might be insane, but she certainly knew how to keep the elves in line.
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