Missing Years

Harry sat there for a moment, his glass gripped so tight it might have broken if he hadn't thrown it past Ginny and shattered it against the far wall. In one quick motion he got up from his chair, stone sober now, and grabbed Ginny by the arm. Jerking her away from the table he slammed her into the kitchen wall and pinner her there, his green eyes dark, almost black. "You want to be treated like a whore, Ginny? I can treat you like that." He moved a hand up from her wrist and roughly grabbed her breast through the soft fabric of the dress, pinching her nipple very hard. Using no grace what so ever, he shoved his hand down into the plunging top and broke the clasp to her intricate bra, freeing her swelled curves from the lace. Ginny struggled, but over the years of training, Harry had become much stronger and ther was no way she could get free of his grasp. He pinned her there against the wall with the weight of his body, not being careful of crushing her small frame at all. Moving his head down swiftly, he bit her breasts, which were heaving with her struggle. He bit hard into her soft flesh and when she cried out in pain he moved to show blood blossoming where his teeth had cut in.

Harry, who was still as angry as before, but now also aroused, brought his eyes back to hers and used a hand to force her to look at him directly. He stared at her, her eyes filled with fear and anger, and then spat in her face. "If you want to be somebody's whore, somebody's cum slut, be mine." Then, with all the strength he could muster, which was quite a bit, he slapped her across her spittle covered cheek. Ginny felt the pain surge through her face and was sure something was fractured or broken, but she didn't give him the satisfaction of crying out this time. She kept her lips pursed tight and forced the pain down as Harry began to treat her just as one would a common whore. He groped her breasts rouchly and licked her neck like a dog lapping at water. He covered her skin in a slick coat of his spit, the smell of which made her want to gag. She struggled against him again, harder this time, and he moved back to look at her, still pinning her to the wall with his lower half. She could feel his erection pushing against her thigh through the thin fabric of the dress and she knew that he intended on making her pay for what she'd said.

"What, baby? You got a problem? I thought you were used to this kind of thing. You like it rough, don't you?" Harry didn't even sound like himself anymore. He pushed his hand against her throat, cutting off her air. Ginny gasped for breath, but couldn't find any and she felt him push even tighter when she struggled to move her head. He was insane! Was he trying to kill her? Her mind went fuzzy and began to fade to black due to lack of oxygen and as her head fell to one side and she felt as though only blackness surrounded her, he let go. She tried to take a deep breath, but before she could even begin, he crashed his mouth into hers with a painful force and shoved his tongue into the back of his mouth. Ginny couldn't really struggle, but the sensation made her come to a bit and she did the only thing she could think of. Biting down on Harry's tongue hard, she felt him jerk his face quickly away from hers and heard him curse rather loudly.

"You little bitch." This time Harry didn't even try to be nice. Pulling his fist back, he punched Ginny hard in the side, and she crumbled to the floor crying out loudly, the pain too much to ignore. She fell to the floor at his feet, her side feeling as though somebody had just stabbed her with a very large knife and twisted it around, then pulled it out. She was sure something was broken. At least a rib or two, if not more. she couldn't move. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't think. Harry kicked her as she lay there on the floor gripping her side in complete agony. He knew she couldn't move. He knew he could do whatever he wanted to teach her a lesson.

Kneeling down, he forced her into a sitting up postiton and grabbed the tangled mess of curls at the back of her head, jerking her around by them. Using a free hand he hurriedly shoved down his pants and boxers and stood in front of her, his erect member in front of her slacken lips.Pulling her hair hard, he made her open her mouth to cry out and shoved his cock in deep, choking her. Ginny spluttered and gagged on it, still trying to catch her breath as he forced it in deeper still. He pulled out as he saw her face turn a shade of purple and gave her only time to catch half a breath before plunging it hilt deep again and roughly beginning to fuck her mouth. As he forced her head to bob back and forth on his dick, Harry continued to pull her hair and felt a thrill when he again spit in her face. He pulled out his cock, slick with her spit and slapped her in the face with it. Ginny was beyond exhausted. She could barely hold her head up, let alone struggle against Harry's forceful attack on her.

"You like that you fucking whore?" Harry grinned maliciously at her as Ginny stuggled to stay conscious. Her eyelids were so heavy and she just wasn't sure if she could. Harry saw this and decided that just wouldn't do. Grabbing a glass of cold water, her poured it over her head and watched it spill down into her face. "Wake up slut, or you'll miss the best part."

Ginny started awake as the cold water spilled over her hot skin and her eyes flew open instantly. Harry laughed and got down in front of her, his hands grabbing her roughly on he chest and thighs. He pressed his mouth to hers once more and as he tangled his tongue with hers, he bit down on hers, hard. She tried to jerk backward and smashed her head into the wall and he laughed. Moving his fingers to the low cut neckline of her dress where her cleavage was more than obvious, he in one swift movement tore the fabric down the center, spilling miniature diamonds across the hardwood kitchen floor. Ginny gasped as he began to once more grope her chest and cried out loudly as she felt something cold and metal slide between her thighs. Harry had grabbed the large metal container that normally held the meat thermometer when he'd gotten the water and was now forcefully shoving it into her pussy repeatedly.As he began to really pick up some speed, he moved his hand away from her breasts and began jerking himself off. He watched as she sat there unable to move, being raped by the inanimate object of his choosing, and found it all quite exciting. In fact, he was so excited he knew he was about to cum and got really close to her face. As he spilled his seed he made sure to get it all over her face and chest. He watched it drip down from her chin and in between her red marked breasts. Smearing his cock all over her face, he reached in his pocket and pulled out a bit of wizard money and threw it down at her. It was only then that Ginny let go and began to cry.