Ownership

Ginny Weasley had led a tough life to say the least. She was the youngest of seven in a poor family and the only female. The first time she got to be a little free at all she was literally possessed by an evil spirit. Now her family and friends were all involved in a war against the reincarnated body of said evil spirit. Her sixth year had just ended and her eldest brother was soon to marry so her usually crowded house went from crowded to chaotic. She needed some time albeit brief to herself. And she was currently sharing a room with four people so there was little relief to this stress. So each day for an hour or so she walked through a small wooded area near her house. All alone she let herself relax and not worry for these few hours a day. And it was her greatest pleasure. On an inconspicuous Tuesday afternoon eleven days before her brother's wedding she sat on a rock in front of a small pond not a care in the world for the brief moment, caught up in the beauty of the area. Then like all good things do, her relaxation came to a screeching halt. A gloved hand reached around her and grabbed her, covering her mouth. She was terrified and then thought it must be a brother messing with her. She stomped hard to punish whoever it was and the fell backwards.

"Jerk!" She said spinning around to see whom it was. She turned right into a wand in her face and a Death Eater mask. She didn't hear what the person said and she was knocked out into a peaceful sleep.

Ginny awoke to an icy chill, pain, and fear. She was half sitting on a small ledge where she must have been placed. She remembered what happened and with a terror realized she was in a dungeon her hands hanging above her chained to a wall her robes ripped open and hanging loosely around her body. She realized how much pain she was in. Her head throbbed and ached. Her hands were in pain from the tight chains holding them up. And she had a feeling she had only had a few times before. She had been violated. Her vagina felt odd and hurt a bit. She started crying, she wanted to scream but didn't want to call attention to herself. She sat there weeping for a while. It felt like days to her, but it could have been nothing more than a few hours. Finally when she felt all cried out she heard footsteps, the door to her prison clicked as it was unlocked and it swung open as two men walked in. She stood as best she can and tried and failed miserably to cover up a bit, and hunched over just a little to make herself smaller. One of the men was short and fat, the other much taller and thinner, behind the mask Ginny could see they both had a dark brown hair. Both had a stench of body odor liquor on them. They were both drunk. Ginny sort of recognized one of them as the man who'd captured her, the short fat one.

"You better let me go!"

One replied with: "'Else wha?"

"My family'll know I'm missing. Harry too. They'll look for me! You'll be in trouble!"

The taller man reached into his ropes and threw something at her feet. It was the Daily Prophet. She was mortified to see herself on the cover, waiving at the camera in her school robes with the headline: "Ginevra Weasley found dead!" And below it in smaller letters: "Rumored to be the girlfriend of Harry Potter what is believed to be the young witch's body was found burned beyond recognition by her family's home. Her family was unable to be reached for comment although a family friend said they were in mourning..." The man called her attention back to her:

"Seems like we have all the time in the world before they know you ain't dead yet."

She whispered ever so quietly "No." But she knew it would be impossible for them to find her if they weren't even looking. She was as good as dead. Looking up at the drunk Death Eaters she realized she was wrong, she was worse. The fat one bent down to her and caressed her face with his now bare hand.

"This is going to be a lot more fun with you awake." They both laughed. He took of his mask and opened his robes to reveal his fat disgusting body and his hard penis. IT was on the smaller side Ginny knew from little experience but that made what was to come no less painful and she knew it. He bent down to her and whispered softly in her ear: "It'll be a lot easier if you don't fight." She spit right in his face. He looked enraged and punched her right in the stomach, making her fall over as much as she could. He finished "But this will make it a lot more fun blood traitor." He spat the last part with the utmost hate. Ginny was in a daze from the pain but still conscience. She was instantly put right back into the moment when she felt the fat man's hard shaft penetrate her tight, dry hole. She was ill prepared for the act and screamed out in pain. This only delighted the fat man as he began to pump harder and faster. He grabbed her small tits hard and played with them with no mercy twisting them and squeezing them to his amusement. Ginny did her best to bite back the pain and think of other things as he did his deed. She was ashamed. She shouldn't have brought herself into this by leaving The Burrow's grounds for peace. She knew then she'd never have peace again. She had her eye's closed and was biting her lips hoping it would all be over soon and they would show her the sweet mercy of death when they were done. The fat man licked her faced and tried to kiss her. She was having no part and got herself slapped hard across the face for it.

"It'll be a lot better if you do as I want ginger."

She knew he was right and did as such, allowing his tongue to slip into her small mouth and roam freely. His breath tasted of whiskey, meat, and something foul. She did her best to not give him the pleasure of her crying out. He continued to roam her body with his hands through this. Another minute and he was done taking his chubby cock out to squirt on her stomach. The fat old man was all out of breath from the little encounter. He was breathing heavy and he called to the second man

"You're up, John"

The Taller man John picked up his hood to reveal an old beaten face. He must have been in his fifty's if not sixty's. Second he opened up his ropes to reveal a slightly flabby but much better kept body than the last man and a much larger penis. Where the first man's was probably around five inches his may have been up to 10 and wide, very wide. He walked up to Ginny with a smile on his face. He had remained quiet through this all. Ginny hoped for mercy. She received none as the man laughed as he slapped her a few times. He forcibly threw her into the wall and she felt such terrible pain. He turned her over and inserted his cock instantly right into her virgin asshole and she let it all out. She had been trying to hold it in but this was too much as she screamed. It was a pain like she had never before felt. He punched her once in the kidney's causing her knees to completely buckle and she would have fallen fully if it not for the chains and this John the Death Eater. He then placed both hands on her side holding her slightly. She wished that death would come to her as he pushed in and out several times more before putting his cock in her vagina to further stretch it out and inflict just a bit more pain. The man finished soon. Ginny leaned into the small ledge hoping beyond hope to hear those two words that would bring her relief and freedom "Avada Kedava." But she heard no such thing as she looked out on the room where the taller man was sitting down on the opposite side of the room and the fatter man had disappeared. She wondered where he had gotten off to. She looked at the tall man and asked simply:

"When are you going to kill me?"

He looked at her and laughed.

The fat man was back.

"We aren't. You're an official prisoner of the Dark Lord know and he will rule on your fate when he gets around to it."

A second body had entered into the room after her. She was only a child though. Ginny thought she was likely no older than 12 or so. The fat man had her hand clenched and Ginny had already known she wasn't here by choice.

"Well well well, blood traitor. We brought you a muggle. And you can save her life."

"H-how?"

"Don't try anything stupid now"

He once again whipped out his penis. It was hard again. He walked over to her. She at least took some small solace in that he would feel like nothing after the last one. He did something and the chains got longer.

"On your knees, Muggle Lover."

She did as she was told and she didn't have to ask as he gave her a look. She put his small penis in her mouth and began sucking.

"Yes. You're good at this whore. Suck it clean. Use your hands. Don't make me kill the muggle."

Ginny did as she had to. She'd only done this but a few times before. The girls in her dorm had talked about it. A few had even practiced. But she was far from experienced. She used a hand to run the bottom of his shaft as she sucked on the head. He grabbed her by the head after a few seconds and thrust himself all the way in. She gagged as he came inside her and the hot liquid ran down the back of her throat choking her slightly. He took himself out and collapsed on the floor a few feet away as she coughed and spit up what she could.

The tall one was ready again she could she his penis standing erect across the room and wondered how long this could continue. She knew wizards had potions and such to make them keep it going and hoped these buffoons hadn't taken too much of it. He walked over to her and pulled his cock out.

Ginny had courage and said something dumb.

"I guess you're his bitch? Taking his sloppy seconds." She knew as soon as she said it she was in trouble. She braced for the hit but it never came. She opened her eyes to see him drawing his wand. He pointed it at the little girl now chained to the door.

"NO!!" Ginny yelled.

He smirked and took aim.

"Crucio" He said it with force. The little muggle girl with blue eyes and blond hair fell down and started screaming. She was on the floor almost being held up by her hand cuffed to the door. She was wailing and convulsing. After a what felt like an eternity to the poor innocent girl he released it. He turned to Ginny. "Keep it up. I enjoy that part."

She said. "I'm sorry."

He pulled her by the head into her and jammed his penis into the depths of her throat. She choked a little but quickly adjusted as he rammed himself over and over again into her mouth. Her cute little mouth. He didn't come he just tossed her into the wall and got on his knees behind her fucking her ass again. She felt the pain again. She thought it would lessen but it hadn't. It felt just as bad as he had his way with her ass. Grabbing her tits from under her and roughing them up too. He finished up all over her back and left her laying in a pool of semen and some blood.

The fat man unhooked the little girl and brought her towards Ginny.

"You bought her time, blood traitor." He hooked the little girl on a chain like Ginny's. She was clothed though and looked terrified while Ginny looked emotionless.

"Is that all?" Ginny asked.

"You want more?" The fat man asked and slapped her. "Oh you'll get more later."

Ginny fell unconscience from the slap and she knew he wasn't lying.