Proper Revenge
Chapter Two
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Too many people would only
confuse the Room of Requirement, so in a stroke of surprising insight from Ron,
they levitated
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> back and forth in front of the wall. She was the one
who was going to be punished, after all, so it was only fair that she choose
the setting.
They opened the door to
what looked like an underground cavern, the bare rock interrupted only by the
door behind them and a set of chains hanging down from the roof itself. Near
the chains was a table covered with several items that the fifth year boys
recognized out of some of the seventh years’ more adult inclined magazines that
they had caught a glimpse of before McGonagall confiscated them and gave the
seventh year detention for a week.
It looked like
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s fear at the time was to be caught and taken
to a place where she could not escape or be found, and no one could hear her
scream.
Well, that was fine with
them. They didn’t want to be interrupted while they were dealing with
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, either. It seemed pointless to waste a perfectly
good set of chains, so
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> quickly found herself out of the body-bind and
into the chains while the Gryffindor boys discussed appropriate punishments.
None of them had the
authority to expel
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, as would have been the probable punishment had
they been caught, so different methods were needed. Neville pointed out that
girls probably had different, much nastier, methods of payback to the boys’
method of throwing punches and be done with it, however, as they didn’t have
Hermione or Ginny on hand to enlighten them, they were going to have to come up
with something on their own. The discussion was put on hold by the sound of
Marietta struggling to escape from her bonds.
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s shirt had been slightly ripped at some point during
the evening, and her thrashing around had widened the tear, giving them an
excellent view of her lacy black bra.
That opened up a very
interesting possibility. With Umbridge taking over the school, the
Inquisitorial Squad and upcoming OWLs, the boys had
more important things to deal with than getting laid. However, that didn’t save
them from the usual hormones and wants that came with being a teenager, and a
girl’s underwear was likely to get their attention.
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> obviously realized this, as she instantly froze upon
noticing their ‘attention’.
The four Gryffindors looked
at each other for a few moments. Dean tentatively spoke first. “I heard Parvati
saying that she heard from Padma that
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> had done most of Ravenclaw before she even hit
fourth year. According to the rumor mill, she’s served more than McDonalds.”
The muggle reference was
lost on the two purebloods, but Ron nodded in agreement. “I was talking to
Hermione, and the spell on the parchment is a variation on a curse that stops
the victim from talking about one particular subject. No hints or implications,
not even sign language.”
Harry looked at Neville,
waiting for his opinion. “Malfoy tried to grope Luna when he was dragging her
to Umbitch’s office. The Toad threatened you with
Cruciatus because you wouldn’t tell her what she wanted to hear. If the DA had
all been caught, what might she have sanctioned to ‘bring us into line’?”
Harry shrugged. “She
betrayed us, so there’s no reason to be nice to her, is there?”
In full agreement, they had
decided on a course of action.
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> kicked and struggled, but they simply hit her
with another body bind while they unfastened her robes, shirt and bra. With her
arms chained over her head, they had to let
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> down again, but she still had no chance of
escape.
Making sure that Neville
and Dean had a good grip on her waist and legs, Harry released her from the
body bind, dodging her flailing arms and pulling her clothing off.
Ron came up from behind,
putting
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> into an arm lock. A hard blow across the face stunned
her as the other three boys undressed and moved in on the helpless Ravenclaw.
Neville dragged
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> into a hard, rough kiss as Dean focused on her
breasts, squeezing them painfully as Neville swallowed her cries. Harry slid
his hand down
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s skirt and into her knickers, probing around with
his fingers. Finding a soft slit that opened into silky folds, Harry continued
to explore, especially when
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s cries turned into muffled screams at his
touch.
Moving one hand from
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s breast and replacing it with his mouth, Dean
helped Harry get rid of her skirt and knickers, and then selected a long,
cylindrical object from the table, moving it toward
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s taut and well-curved backside.
The strawberry blonde girl
had moved past ‘terror’ several minutes ago, but it didn’t stop her from
increasing her struggles as the dildo pressed against her tight arse.
She managed to break free
for a few brief seconds, but another hit from Neville stopped her, and all she
achieved was a long, loud scream as the dildo was forced into her arse in a
single shove.
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> should have kept her mouth shut, as she was turned
around, shoved to the floor, and had Ron’s dick stuffed into her mouth. Almost
choking on him,
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> tried to relax her jaw and find any sort of rhythm that would make it easier to handle.
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> tried to wrap one hand around the base of Ron’s dick,
using the other for balance, but that failed when she felt two of the boys
flanking her, each taking one of her hands and using it to stroke
She assumed that it was
Harry and Neville, as a dark-skinned hand returned to her breasts, and another
fisted in her hair, forcing her to deep-throat Ron, whose hands already had a
loose grip around her neck.
The hand in her hair pushed
mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> forward, pushing her face hard against the red-head’s
groin. Tears streamed down her face, but
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s cries went unheard, her stifled pleas only
seeming to urge them on. Pushing aside the hope that Cho would notice her
absence and come searching for her,
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> concentrated on her current predicament, with
Ron pumping in and out of her mouth with painful speed.
Meanwhile, Ron was having
the time of his life. Watching Marietta weep as his dick disappeared into the
small ‘O’ of her mouth, hearing her trying to beg them to stop as Harry and
Neville forced her to jack them off and Dean played with her tits. Life didn’t
get much better.
Dean was also enjoying
himself. He had always had something of a fixation on breasts, and while
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'> was probably regretting her firm, full orbs
right now, Dean was having fun with them. Squeezing the soft flesh and pinching
the small, hard nipples, he relished her efforts to resist her attackers.
Neville, on the other hand,
could hardly wait to get inside this stuck-up bitch. A hand job was all well
and good, but he wanted to feel
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>’s struggles as he fucked her into the stony
ground.
Harry didn’t particularly
care about the results of Marietta’s rape, only that she suffer for her
actions, that she feel every moment of pain, fear and betrayal that she had put
the rest of them through. He wanted to pour his emotions into
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>Marietta
Arial;mso-ansi-language:EN-US'>, to make it stop hurting. He didn’t care how.