Horny

Well, who’d have thought it? Armand’s not dead.

Horny
- Part 2

”Stand aside, all of you!”, Snape roared into the noisy classroom, just as the lesson rang towards it’s end.

The chairs that hadn’t already fallen over by now did so, and a lot of feet were stepped on as the students hurriedly parted their little huddle to reveal Ginny Weasley seemingly unconcious on the dungeon floor.

”Stupid girl!”, he snarled. ”I told you the bulk of the ingredients had to be mixed apart from the fairy dust!”

Most of the students that weren’t in Gryffindoor, having seen this scenario countless times before, threw only quick glances on Ginny and the now kneeling Snape before they gathered their things together and left the classroom, relieved that the le was was over. The Potions Master looked up from Ginny’s sweaty face at the last of the stragglers, all of them Gryffindoor third-years, just like Ginny.

”Get out! I need to prepare an antidote, and it will go a lot faster without any more imbecils left!”

Ginny’s friends glared sulkily at Snape for a moment before they finally obeyed him, and slowly left the dungeon. With them gone, Snape lifted Ginny up and carried her over to his desk, laying her down on it. He placed a cauldron onto a stand, on a nearby students’ desk and lit a fire under it with his wand, before going over to the students cupboard, gathering ingredients.

As Snape came back, he filled the cauldron with water from the tip of his wand, and expertly started to add ingredients. Ginny, who lay behind him, had opened her mouth, and her eyes were fluttering.

As Snape turned around to look at her, a single drop of sweat trickled down his left temple.

The potion of the day had been that of a stamina drink. Improperly mixed though, it was known to have quite unusual side-effects. The reason he had wanted the students gone in such a hurry had been because of one of them. He had told the students about the other ones; headaches, wobbly knees, hiccups and drowsyness. However, it also, in some cases, happened to turn the subject quite mad.

Depending on which emotion had been dominant in her mind as she drank the failed potion, she could become wild with rage, cry her heart out with an intesity that could kill her, or perhaps make her a so insanely happy that her heart would explode. He only hoped he would finish the antidote before she awoke. Otherwise it could turn out to be quite difficult to get her to drink it, since - for some reason - anger was a very common emotion in Potions.

The thought had no more than crossed his mind when he suddenly saw her stir, and open her eyes. Snape gasped, and quickly pulled out his wand, in the event that he would have to constrain her by force. As Ginny gave a hiccup and sat up, a confused and worried look in her drowsy eyes, Snape took a step back.

”Ms. Weasley!” Snape tried to get her attention.

Ginny looked at him, as she slowly got off the desk, and stood up onto the floor.

Snape had a tense look on his face when he talked to her next. ”How do you feel?”

As Ginny tried to answer, her knees gave away and she fell to the floor. She had her head tilted forward, looking down at the floor as Snape heard her starting to take very big breaths indeed.

Great, Snape thought cynically. The waterworks. His favourite. She would start howling like a banshee any second now. He sighed, and put a silencing spell around the dungeon. He didn’t want to have her stupid friends and perhaps even members of the staff running into his classroom and asking stupid questions.

”I... I...” Ginny gasped.

Snape ignored her as he waved his wand, making the cauldron and the fire beneath it fly over to a desk a little further away from the soon to be hysterical little girl. It needed to boil a bit longer.

”I...” Ginny gasped again.

”Yes, always about you, isn’t it?” Snape began sarcastically, when Ginny suddenly threw her head back and squealed, ”I’m so horny!”

Snape felt his jaw drop, as Ginny parted her legs where she sat on the floor, falling backwards onto her back and started to madly rub herself between her legs, with her fingers, hands and most of her lower arms. She squirmed for only a couple of seconds though before she savagely ripped the T-shirt she was wearing apart - no bra to be seen beneath it - and began to voilently squeeze and maul her breasts, pinching her nipples very hard.

Snape regained his composure just as one of Ginny’s hands abandoned her breasts and started to tear at her jeans instead, using her nails like claws since, in her current state, she had no idea how to work a zipper. Snape quickly swished his wand to lock the door, and then swished it towards Ginny who had now managed to pull her jeans down past her knees by sheer force. As Snape twirled his wand, ropes began to fly out the end of it, binding Ginny\'s arms behind her back, to stop her from hurting herself. She whimpered miserably as she lay on the floor, grinding her legs together, not being ablereacreach her pussy because of her bound hands.

Snape was breathing quite heavily himsey noy now, as he watched the girl, bound and practically naked save for her underwear, on the floor. She had kicked off her jeans now, and Snape could se quite clearly that her panties were completely drenched.

Who would’ve thought that the most dominant emotion in this little girl’s mind had been arousal when she had drunk the potion? She was only thirteen years old! Snape stared at her.

The potion was driving her mad with lust. Through her drenched panties, Snape could see her pussy, practically streaming out juice. It was affecting her whole body. Ontop of the way this girl was sweating and producing enormous amounts of pussy juice, she was drooling like an infant, a steady stream from both corners of her mouth. Apparently, her saliva production was heightened as well. She would be completely dehydrated within two hours at this pace.

Snape glanced at the cauldron with the antidote. It still wasn’t ready for at least ten minutes.

”Puh-reeez...”

Snape turned his head back to look at Ginny. She was a pitiful sight, completely lost in her arousal. She had rolled over to one of the desks, and had spread her legs on either side of one of it’s legs, humping it as hard as she could. But the desk kept sliding away as she pushed against it.

”Ph... Leees...” Ginny was babbling like a drunk. ”Fuuuck... Meeeeeeee!”

Ten minutes...

Snape suddenly made up his mind, walking over to Ginny. He wasn\'t about to let an opportunity like this pass him by.

He grabbed her by her shoulders and lifted her up so that she stood on her knees in front of him. He made sure she stayed that way by grabbing hold of her hair with one of his hands. As he spoke, the other started undoing the buttons on his pants.

”You slutty girl,” Snape spoke softly, as he eased his pants down just enough so that he could pull his cock out. ”Here!” Snape used his hand to rub his dick over Ginny’s lips, wetting the head with her saliva. ”Suck it like the slut you quite apparently are and I might consider releasing your hands.”

Ginny was slowly, drowsily, starting to open her mouth.

”Don’t worry,” Snape added with a sneer, ”You won’t remember a thing.”

Snape didn’t know if Ginny understood his words or not. Probably not. But that didn’t stop her from leaning forward and taking his hard cock into her mouth. Snape groaned. He used his hold on her hair to move her mouth back and forth on his dick, trying to shove it as far as he could down her throat. She was drooling all over herself; her breasts were a soppy mess. Her panties were pretty much completely see-through now, and Snape could see pussy juice streaming down Ginnys thighs.

Without warning he suddenly threw her away from him, off his dick, onto the floor. He walked around her and kneeled by her head, were she was lying on her back, whimpering because of his rough treatment. Snape ignored her, and grasped her head with both his hands, lifting it up and shoving his dick down her th aga again, fucking her mouth. As he slid his dick in and out of her mouth, listening to her whimpering moans, his eyes were fixed on her wet panties.

Snape decreased his pace, and took one of his hands away from her head, grabbing her breasts instead, first the left, then the right, before reaching further and ripping her panties clear away from her cunt. He then put his hand back on her chin, and began fucking her face faster and faster.

After a while, Snape could feel himself coming. He grit his teeth and tried to hold back for as long as he could, before shooting load after load of white semen right down Ginny’s throat. She was gagging, not prepared for his climax, and Snape pulled out, shooting the last of it on her face instead.

As Ginny laid on the floor, coughing and squirming, gasping for air, Snape gripped her hair again, making her face him. He didn’t bother to be gentle. This girl was not even truly concious. Her mind and body were functioning on one venue only, and that was her arousal. In short, she was so horny that her mind couldn’t register anything else.

So, for the next (Snape looked over at the cauldron again, and sniffed the air) six minutes, Ginny was nothing more than his personal toy.

He lifted her up to a standing position by her hair, and threw her over a desk, to lie on her stomach. He positioned himself behind her and caressed her buttocks roughly.

”I think I’ll leave your hands tied,” he said. ”I like you like this.”

Ginny was completely naked, except for her socks and one shoe (she had kicked the other one off), and she was panting where she lay on the desk, both for air and because of the burning sensation in her pussy. Then she screamed, as Snape started to push his dick into her, not pausing for a second before he pulled out and then pushed back in, starting to fuck her.

She is quite tight, Snape thought as he fucked her. But not for being thirteen years old... Apparently, she was not a virgin.

\"What a complete slut! Probably that spoiled Potter boy! Any fool can see that she idolized him.\"

Snape held Ginny by her shoulders as he reamed her, paying no attention to the howls of pain and pleasure that Ginny were giving off.

Suddenly he stopped and, pulling Ginny by her hair, sat back onto a chair behind him, turning Ginny around and making her sit down on his lap. He pulled her down on his cock and immediately started to hump her, holding her by her waist.

Ginny had her eyes closed, but to his surprise, her mouth was smiling.

”Yeesh! Yeeesssssh!”

Snape sneered at her. Finally she had gotten what she wanted. Snape pinched one of her nipples and watched as she screamed in delight. She seemed to enjoy pain.

Snape pushed her off him and turned her around again, making her sit down on his lap facing away from him. And this time, he lowered her asshole onto his cock instead.

He was only partly surprised when he drove his cock to the hilt up her ass and she responded by screaming:

”YEEEEEES!”

He sneered again, and fished his wand out of his pocket, releasing her from her bonds as she started to ride him of her own ackord. As she noticed her hands were free, she immediately started fondling her breasts again, and fingered herself, leaving Snape to tend to her asshole as she leaned back against his torso, turning her head and licking his face.

After about a minute, he could feel her shudder, as she came hard, squeezing his dick with her ass.

”You... Little... SLUT!” Snape yelled, and came as well, shooting Ginny’s asshole full of his cum, pushing her forward down on all fours onto the floor, following and fucking her ass at a mad pace, trying to prolong the moment.

As Snape relaxed, he pulled his cock out of Ginny\'s ass and (pulling her by her hair again) slid it into her mouth instead, watching gleefully as she sucked it.

A minute passed, and Snape stood up, tucking his dick back into his pants and surveing the scene. There was cum and pussy juice everywhere. Ginny’s shirt laid in a smeared pile on the floor. Her panties were drenched in both his and her cum. Ginny’s hair was a wet, soppy mess, and the rest of her body was in even worse shape. Snape could see fresh marks in the form of scratches and bruises on her young skin, no doubt from his rough treatment. And she was probably going to have a hard time walking unless he did something about it.

She was still under the effects of the potion, lying on the floor and fingering herself frantically. He however, was spent.

The antidote was about ready now. But he had a lot of cleaning up to do before he\'d try to make her drink it.

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”Hey, Gin!” Hermione squealed as Ginny entered the broken down girl’s bathroom to find her senior getting fucked by both Patil twins, in her pussy and ass. ”How - unh - how was Potions?”

”Bad,” Ginny said as she leaned against the wall to watch. ”I messed up the potion we were making and I passed out. Snape had to make me an antidote. He wasn’t very pleased.”

”He’s never pleased with - unh - anything!”

”I know.”

\"Why don\'t you... Join - Ah!\"

\"No, I don\'t think so. My failed potion gave me a headache when I woke up.\"

Smiling, she added, ”I had the best dream, though!”

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There you have it, cretins. Yet another one where Ginny is brutally sodomized. Armand is not dead. But at his current productive rate, you probably shouldn’t expect more stories anytime before christmas!

Now, has anyone found Mistress Lizzie!?

Armand