Hermione and Bellatrix

Bellatrix cut Hermione free from the other prisoners, then dragged her by the hair into the middle of the room while Greyback forced the rest of them to shuffle across to another door, into a dark passageway, his wand held out in front of him, projecting an invisible and irresistible force.
Hermione tried to appear defiant in the clutches of the evil witch, but she was unable to prevent her legs from shaking.
‘Now, little mudblood, let’s find out what you know shall we’ Bellatrix’ face was right up against the terrified teen, who turned her eyes away lest she revealed the extent of her fear. From nowhere a thin rope wound itself around Hermione’s neck and tightened, almost pulling her off her feet, her toes danced perilously close to thin air as she struggled to get oxygen into her heaving chest. At the same time more rope wound itself around her wrists and pulled them high up behind her back and tied them with brutal strength to her cascading red hair, pulling her head back and forcing her to look straight up at the chandelier above them.
Bellatrix strutted round the unfortunate girl, from somewhere behind the untidy explosion of black hair sounded a quiet but pellucid and cruel cackle, as she flicked her wand and left Hermione standing in her cotton bra and pants. She looked down at the small pert breasts and sniggered.
‘Not really any need for that is there little girl’ and with that she raised the knife and sliced through the front of the white bra and then the straps, it joined the rest of Hermione’s robes on the floor. The death-eater gripped the wobbling mounds of flesh with both hands and sank her talons into the soft skin, twisting both breasts until Her captive let out a terrible drawn out scream.
Now she turned her attention to the white panties, she knelt in front of the trembling Hermione and hooked a couple of black painted nails into the sides of the cotton garment, slowly she slid the waistband down over the trembling hips. With a satisfied snort she acknowledged the stains of the young girl’s anxieties in the warm material and raised one eyebrow at the unexpected lack of red growth on the delightfully wobbling soft mound.
She stood back ‘CRUCIO’ she screamed and Hermione’s body went rigid for one terrible second and then as the spasm relaxed the air was rent by her excruciated scream. There was a demonic aspect to the face of her tormentor now as the relish with which she did her work was etched upon her terrifying features. More curses flew in quick succession and Hermione’s body danced like an out of control puppet, urine adding to the stains on her underwear still clinging to her uncontrollably shaking legs. Bellatrix calmed suddenly, turning from her victim and breathing heavily as the unfortunate girl went limp, held up only by the ropes around her neck and wrists.
With a sharp flick of her wand Bellatrix cut the rope around Hermione’s neck and the girl fell to her knees choking in lungs full of air, then the evil witch knelt down in front of her victim and pulled layers of black skirts and petticoats up to her waist. Hermione blinked at the torn stockings and the bruised white thighs above them and then with a start realised that she was looking directly into Bellatrix gaping cunt. She instantly gagged at the rancid stench and the thickly oozing brownish liquid that seeped onto the terrible witch’s abused flesh.
‘Yes little mudblood bitch, this is a path oft trod by the dark Lord, come taste him’
She wound a handful of bony fingers into Hermione’s hair and pulled the trembling girl’s face towards her wretched dripping slit. Frantically she resisted, scrabbling on the floor to get away, but the older witch was far too strong and cringing and crying the girl’s mouth was forced up to the foul opening. Hermione breathed in the disgusting smell and something strange started to happen to her, it seemed that the essence of the abomination was now coursing through her veins and then a sudden, massive orgasm ripped through her body like a white hot knife!
Bellatrix threw her head back and screamed with laughter as the bewitched girl gobbled greedily at the godless fuckhole, her body bucking like an animal on heat and moaning like a dirty two bit whore.
Part of a series that will probably take around ten years to complete, watch out for part two which will be released at a bookshop near you at midnight sometime in 2009