A Werewolf\'s Love
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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female › Draco/Hermione
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Adult +
Chapters:
13
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6,251
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11
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Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Hermione’s eyes opened slowly, unaware of where she was. All she could see was black. It took her several moments to notice that there was something wrapped around her head: blindfolds. She was blindfolded. It took her another few moments to notice that her hands and feet were bound up as well, tying her into an X position. It was very uncomfortable. There was a gag on her mouth and her head was pounding in pain. She struggled slightly, too worn to do anything.
“Finally awake, are we?” a familiar voice said quietly. “You haven’t been out long, you know.”
It was just then that Hermione felt a cool breeze flow over her body. Her bare body. It appeared that her kidnapper had removed her clothes. She felt a cold hand slide up her body, slowing down as it neared her breasts. She shivered and tried not to moan out, wanting to know who it was.
“Damn, you really are a slice of tits,” the voice said in a lust-filled voice.
The blindfolds flew off and Hermione’s eyes widened. It was Blaise. She had never seen that look in his eyes before. He was looking at her like she was the sexiest girl he had ever laid eyes on. He didn’t remove her gag, so she couldn’t speak, so she raised her eyebrows at the sight of him.
“I guess you’re wondering why you’re like this,” Blaise said. “Well, I figured it was obvious. I want to overthrow Draco as the number one Sex God at Hogwarts. We always joke that we’re tied, but it’s no lie that, when it comes to the girls of Hogwarts, he’s got me beat, only because they think he’s hotter.” Blaise scowled when he said those words. “But I figure that I can beat him in the best way possible: by fucking his new girlfriend.” Hermione gasped and began to cry. “Yes, that’s right. I’m planning on taking your virginity before Draco gets his shot at it. And since you’re now one of the hottest bitches in this school, it’ll secure my status as the king of sex at Hogwarts.”
Tears were sliding down Hermione’s face and she tried to wriggle out of her restraints, but they were bound too tightly. She shivered as Blaise’s hand slid further up her body, stopping right next to the curves of her breasts. He smirked when he felt her body trembling beneath his hand.
“Oh, it seems like there’s something wrong,” Blaise said quietly. “I wonder if it’s possible for me to figure out what it could be.” His hand slid idly across her chest and Hermione moaned through her gag. “Hmm, I guess I was right.” He leaned his mouth down to her ear. “You really do want it.”
Hermione shook her head as the tears continued to slide down her face and once again tried to fight her restraints, but they wouldn’t give way. Her heart was pounding frantically against her chest and she prayed that someone would show up and save her. She had never felt so helpless before.
“Do you want it?” Blaise whispered seductively.
Hermione shook her head frantically, tears still streaming down her face. She kept praying that Draco would notice her sudden disappearance and come looking for her. Blaise seemed to know what she was thinking and smirked.
“No one’s going to save you because no one knows you’re here,” Blaise said triumphantly. “Draco won’t think that you’ve been kidnapped. Trust me, I know him very well.”
Hermione began to cry even harder, knowing that she wasn’t safe. Blaise’s smirk widened and he threw his shirt off, revealing his rippling muscles. Despite her current situation, Hermione couldn’t help but admire his body. She now knew why girls couldn’t resist him. His body was muscular and he had a deep tan, but didn’t look fake. When he unzipped his pants, her eyes drifted down to his crotch area and noticed a large bulge. She couldn’t help but smile through the gag.
Blaise noticed and smirked. “Ah, you like that, don’t you?” His smirk widened. “I wonder if you’ll still like it when I’m ready.”
Hermione watched as he dropped his pants and revealed himself. She couldn’t help but notice that he was very well-endowed, easily nine or ten inches long and three inches thick.
Blaise smirked. “I can see that you like what you see. Let’s improve that.” He pulled out his wand. “Engorgio!” he exclaimed, pointing it at his crotch. Hermione watched with wide eyes as it doubled in both length and width. “You like it better now, don’t you? You see, this is why girls love me. I take something already wonderful and make it even better.” He leaned down and his mouth was directly over hers. “That’s why I should be the King of Sex at Hogwarts,” he whispered.
Hermione’s eyes were still in tears, but she couldn’t help but desire the man in front of her. He could tell what she was thinking and got himself in position.
“Alright Granger, it’s time for you to embrace your new self,” Blaise said. “I’m going to take your virginity and turn you into the dirty whore that you should be.”
Hermione screamed through her gag as Blaise slammed himself into her. Tears flew down her face and she was practically choking on the gag. He impaled her again, this time inserting the entire thing inside. She could hardly breathe from choking on the gag and her tears continued to slide down her face and onto her body. He continued to impale her, going faster and faster. When he went fully in again, she gasped in pain, but that pain quickly turned to pleasure and she was soon rocking her hips back and forth in time with his thrusts.
“Yeah, you like it, don’t you, you dirty, nasty whore?” Blaise whispered in her ear. Hermione only nodded in reply, wanting him to go even faster than before.
Fairly soon, he exploded inside her and she screamed through her gag in pleasure, draining herself onto him. He pulled out and put his pants back on, smirking in a satisfied way. Hermione’s chest heaved up and down as her body returned to normal. When he put his shirt on, he leaned over her.
“My job is done now,” Blaise whispered triumphantly. “If you ever want a repeat, you know where to find me.”
As he walked away, he waved his wand and her restraints disappeared, causing her to fall to the floor. As soon as he was gone, she began to sob uncontrollably as the realness of what happened overtook her. She was no longer a virgin: she was now a whore. Her innocence was lost, lost to her boyfriend’s best friend. She only hoped that Draco would forgive her for what happened and that their relationship wouldn’t be damaged. As she got dressed, she realized what it really meant, though: she could now have sex with Draco and not feel bad about losing her virginity to someone she wasn’t married to. After all, she was raped and her innocence was stolen from her, so Draco could make it all better by giving her what she needed: love.
Hermione took a deep breath and walked out of the cellar, heading back to her and Draco’s table in the Three Broomsticks. But there was just one problem.
Draco was gone.
Hermione’s eyes opened slowly, unaware of where she was. All she could see was black. It took her several moments to notice that there was something wrapped around her head: blindfolds. She was blindfolded. It took her another few moments to notice that her hands and feet were bound up as well, tying her into an X position. It was very uncomfortable. There was a gag on her mouth and her head was pounding in pain. She struggled slightly, too worn to do anything.
“Finally awake, are we?” a familiar voice said quietly. “You haven’t been out long, you know.”
It was just then that Hermione felt a cool breeze flow over her body. Her bare body. It appeared that her kidnapper had removed her clothes. She felt a cold hand slide up her body, slowing down as it neared her breasts. She shivered and tried not to moan out, wanting to know who it was.
“Damn, you really are a slice of tits,” the voice said in a lust-filled voice.
The blindfolds flew off and Hermione’s eyes widened. It was Blaise. She had never seen that look in his eyes before. He was looking at her like she was the sexiest girl he had ever laid eyes on. He didn’t remove her gag, so she couldn’t speak, so she raised her eyebrows at the sight of him.
“I guess you’re wondering why you’re like this,” Blaise said. “Well, I figured it was obvious. I want to overthrow Draco as the number one Sex God at Hogwarts. We always joke that we’re tied, but it’s no lie that, when it comes to the girls of Hogwarts, he’s got me beat, only because they think he’s hotter.” Blaise scowled when he said those words. “But I figure that I can beat him in the best way possible: by fucking his new girlfriend.” Hermione gasped and began to cry. “Yes, that’s right. I’m planning on taking your virginity before Draco gets his shot at it. And since you’re now one of the hottest bitches in this school, it’ll secure my status as the king of sex at Hogwarts.”
Tears were sliding down Hermione’s face and she tried to wriggle out of her restraints, but they were bound too tightly. She shivered as Blaise’s hand slid further up her body, stopping right next to the curves of her breasts. He smirked when he felt her body trembling beneath his hand.
“Oh, it seems like there’s something wrong,” Blaise said quietly. “I wonder if it’s possible for me to figure out what it could be.” His hand slid idly across her chest and Hermione moaned through her gag. “Hmm, I guess I was right.” He leaned his mouth down to her ear. “You really do want it.”
Hermione shook her head as the tears continued to slide down her face and once again tried to fight her restraints, but they wouldn’t give way. Her heart was pounding frantically against her chest and she prayed that someone would show up and save her. She had never felt so helpless before.
“Do you want it?” Blaise whispered seductively.
Hermione shook her head frantically, tears still streaming down her face. She kept praying that Draco would notice her sudden disappearance and come looking for her. Blaise seemed to know what she was thinking and smirked.
“No one’s going to save you because no one knows you’re here,” Blaise said triumphantly. “Draco won’t think that you’ve been kidnapped. Trust me, I know him very well.”
Hermione began to cry even harder, knowing that she wasn’t safe. Blaise’s smirk widened and he threw his shirt off, revealing his rippling muscles. Despite her current situation, Hermione couldn’t help but admire his body. She now knew why girls couldn’t resist him. His body was muscular and he had a deep tan, but didn’t look fake. When he unzipped his pants, her eyes drifted down to his crotch area and noticed a large bulge. She couldn’t help but smile through the gag.
Blaise noticed and smirked. “Ah, you like that, don’t you?” His smirk widened. “I wonder if you’ll still like it when I’m ready.”
Hermione watched as he dropped his pants and revealed himself. She couldn’t help but notice that he was very well-endowed, easily nine or ten inches long and three inches thick.
Blaise smirked. “I can see that you like what you see. Let’s improve that.” He pulled out his wand. “Engorgio!” he exclaimed, pointing it at his crotch. Hermione watched with wide eyes as it doubled in both length and width. “You like it better now, don’t you? You see, this is why girls love me. I take something already wonderful and make it even better.” He leaned down and his mouth was directly over hers. “That’s why I should be the King of Sex at Hogwarts,” he whispered.
Hermione’s eyes were still in tears, but she couldn’t help but desire the man in front of her. He could tell what she was thinking and got himself in position.
“Alright Granger, it’s time for you to embrace your new self,” Blaise said. “I’m going to take your virginity and turn you into the dirty whore that you should be.”
Hermione screamed through her gag as Blaise slammed himself into her. Tears flew down her face and she was practically choking on the gag. He impaled her again, this time inserting the entire thing inside. She could hardly breathe from choking on the gag and her tears continued to slide down her face and onto her body. He continued to impale her, going faster and faster. When he went fully in again, she gasped in pain, but that pain quickly turned to pleasure and she was soon rocking her hips back and forth in time with his thrusts.
“Yeah, you like it, don’t you, you dirty, nasty whore?” Blaise whispered in her ear. Hermione only nodded in reply, wanting him to go even faster than before.
Fairly soon, he exploded inside her and she screamed through her gag in pleasure, draining herself onto him. He pulled out and put his pants back on, smirking in a satisfied way. Hermione’s chest heaved up and down as her body returned to normal. When he put his shirt on, he leaned over her.
“My job is done now,” Blaise whispered triumphantly. “If you ever want a repeat, you know where to find me.”
As he walked away, he waved his wand and her restraints disappeared, causing her to fall to the floor. As soon as he was gone, she began to sob uncontrollably as the realness of what happened overtook her. She was no longer a virgin: she was now a whore. Her innocence was lost, lost to her boyfriend’s best friend. She only hoped that Draco would forgive her for what happened and that their relationship wouldn’t be damaged. As she got dressed, she realized what it really meant, though: she could now have sex with Draco and not feel bad about losing her virginity to someone she wasn’t married to. After all, she was raped and her innocence was stolen from her, so Draco could make it all better by giving her what she needed: love.
Hermione took a deep breath and walked out of the cellar, heading back to her and Draco’s table in the Three Broomsticks. But there was just one problem.
Draco was gone.