Academy of Pleasure and Pain
Tasks assigned
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@Little O: I haven't read that yet but now you've got me curious... Glad you're enjoying this fic though! =)
Well, I shall now reveal the mystery wizard lol. Enjoy this chapter ;D
"Seamus Finnigan?" Lucius was looking at Ginny and Draco, his eyebrows raised, "You believe Mr Finnigan will be a worthy adversary in your quest to prove your skills?"
The question was directed at Ginny and she nodded, a smirk on her face that resembled the one Draco was wearing.
"I assure you, Headmaster, Finnigan absolutely loathes being here and has been avoiding sexual encounters as much as possible", she replied.
Draco continued, "We did some research on him and it seems, unlike his one time best friend Dean Thomas", him and Ginny exchanged a sly glance at that name. Her revenge on him had been delightful!
"Unlike Dean, he doesn't enjoy taking or giving. Only two professors and three students have taken him in the two weeks he's been here and most of that was as part of his lessons so he is obviously quite talented at dodging everyone else", Draco finished and Lucius hissed out a breath and the pathetic number of encounters Seamus had taken part in.
"That is a disgrace to this Academy", he muttered and nodded at the two eager faces in front of him. "Fine. I approve of your choice. When and where?"
Ginny pondered the question for a moment before answering, "The Great Hall, tonight".
Lucius nodded, pleased by her enthusiasm and dismissed them.
Draco had refused to let her take anyone else today and he made sure no one asked her to service them.
"Draco", Ginny whined now, feeling sexually frustrated.
"Trust me. The more uncomfortable you are, the more ruthless you'll be tonight. And you'll need to be ruthless to impress Father", he looked at her wide-eyed stare. She really wanted release but he wasn't going to help her.
"Sexual frustration is the key to a fine performance Weasley", he whispered to her instead and she couldn't quite stop from rolling her eyes. Draco's own eyes narrowed at her action. He was an elite and, despite their relatively friendly encounters, he was still in charge.
"You little minx", he hissed to her as he realised she had done it on purpose to make him take her. She really would do anything to get what she wanted!
"I will see you tonight and until then, you better follow my instructions. If you force someone to pleasure you, I will know!" Draco hissed the words in her ear, his breath tickling her and then he was gone, with a slap to her buttocks that left her wanting more.
Who had she become?
Parvati Patil was in trouble. Big trouble.
While her twin sister thrived under the tutelage of the Academy, breezing through her classes and enjoying them (who knows how?), Parvati was struggling to get used to it.
She still squealed every time someone's hand touched her privates under the short rag she wore. The uniform wasn't even flattering on her figure and she knew Padma was hoping to become an elite so she could wear the, much more fashionable, silk robes.
Padma would occasionally cover for Parvati, taking her place for certain lessons and luring people like Crabbe away from her when they decided they wanted to take her.
Crabbe had been easy enough to distract. He just wanted something warm to stick his cock into and, as far as he was concerned, one sister was as good as the other. Parvati had mouthed a thanks to her sister, who was crying out in ecstasy as Crabbe pounded into her against the wall, and got away as fast as she could.
How did Padma manage to enjoy this place?
She had been sitting in her bedroom, the one she shared with her twin when she got the summons. It had been delivered by Lucius' personal assistant, a young wizard of mixed heritage called Drake.
Parvati gulped as he entered her bedroom, closing the door behind him. His mixed heritage (the origins were still unknown) meant he had some special skills and, whenever Lucius graced him with the chance to deliver a missive, he took advantage of those skills.
'Out of the frying pan, into the fire' had never seemed more apt a saying, in her mind. She wasn't allowed to resist his advances and she shut her eyes as he removed her robe and his own.
He led her to the bed and made her sit down on it. She squealed as his thick, fingers probed her privates, grazing over her clit and making her shudder.
As his finger slipped into her opening she cried out and opened her eyes in shock. He had never taken her before but his finger felt huge in her.
His other hand was holding her waist so she couldn't move away as he thrust in and out, slowly.
Her hips began to rotate around him, buckling as he pushed his finger in deeper.
"Look at you", his voice was gravelly and she moaned, "Writhing around my finger. You want me", he made the assumption and removed his finger.
Parvati screamed as his long, tongue entered her, causing her walls to pulse around his heat.
One of Drake's skills was actually his tongue. Not only was it highly flexible, he also had an abnormally long one.
This meant, despite all of her reservations, her body responded as he thrust his tongue in and out. She cried out as his tongue went deeper inside her, where no other person's could ever go and flicked against her sweet spot.
He made her place her arms around him and slipped her off the bed and onto his face, his hands tight on her thigh and butt cheek, his tongue squirming inside her wet heat and she had to move.
Her body took over as the sensations grew, lifting her up before pushing her down, even more firmly onto Drake's skilled tongue. Her clit rubbed against his nose and she cried out as she felt the impending orgasm.
"Please", she begged him. This was beyond humiliating but he didn't relent, driving her on with his mouth until she fell apart, her orgasm flowing out onto his face and mouth as he drank it down.
"Mmm", he grinned at her laviciously as he put her back on the bed and she gulped. "You've been a very naughty girl. Avoiding your fellow students and teachers, making your sister take your place", Parvati gasped.
How did he know all this?
"The Headmaster isn't pleased. He thinks you need some extreme measures so he sent this", he handed over a small globe that had been resting between his butt cheeks and she tried not to flinch as the warmth connected with her hand.
She couldn't stand Drake!
He sat next to her, playing with her breasts in a very distracting way as the globe opened and Lucius' voice came through, "Report to my office in an hour. I am very displeased with what I have heard around school about you not embracing the Academy's ideals. You will be punished by…a rather charming lad I'm sure you'll find. And Drake…"the voice had hissed, "Get your hands off Ms Patil and get back here. We have to make preparations for tonight".
Drake gave an exaggerated sigh and took Parvati by surprise when he took one of her nipples into his mouth. She groaned as his tongue slid around it, licking the tip and causing it to harden and she moaned louder when he suckled her.
His other hand was between her legs and the globe fell out of her hand as he rubbed his palm against her clit, the sensations making her wetter until her body exploded again.
"Now you've got me hard", Drake murmured to her as she panted, trying to even out her breathing.
He glanced down at the globe which was now lying on the ground and gave a frustrated groan before getting up.
He pulled her up by her forearms and hissed in her ear, "We'll have to finish this some other day" before throwing her back roughly on the bed, grabbing his robe and walking out of her room, leaving her just a little bit more broken.
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Yes-Drake is a product of my imagination and not a character I'm planning on developing in great detail. Parvati will have a few more encounters in the future. Anyone curious about who might discipline her?
I'll give you a hint...it's not someone who's appeared so far in this fic =)
The next chapter will focus back on Hermione and Blaise. Until then, please review =D