Punishment?

There's some less wholesome stuff in this chapter, torture, anal, more rape-like sex than the last chapters and I think I swore once...

Hermione, suddenly overly aware of her nudity, tried to cover herself up, sobbing and shaking. Lucius bowed to Voldemort and the smirk on his face showed that he was not done.
“My lord, now we have seen how badly this form of torture affects her, and yet I believe that all in this room prefer to watch her pain. I propose that we combine the two.” Voldemort leered at the pitiful, sobbing form below him.
“I agree that would be very entertaining, but would it not take away from this effect?” Lucius bowed and smiled secretively.
“Of course, my lord, you bring forth a good a point, but I think I may know how to combat that.”
The dark lord surveyed his favoured death eater, his head cocked to one side.
“Well, Lucius, in that case go ahead.” Lucius rummaged in the robes of a lowly death eater and withdrew his wand. Casually pointing it at the stone platform Hermione was curled on, he flicked and twirled it until Hermione was in position.


A frightened sob had escaped her throat when she felt the first chains fasten around her ankles. Roughly, they pulled her back over the stone, grazing the soft skin on her stomach. Several more chains latched onto her wrists and pulled them forward until she was crouched involuntarily on her hands and knees. Air seemed to come in short supply as she realised what was going to happen and her fears were all but confirmed as cold metal circled her shins and stomach. Lucius lept up onto the platform to manually connect the rusty chain hanging from the ceiling to the chain around her stomach, leaving her unable to move from her position. Already exhausted Hermione slumped into the chains trying to mentally prepare herself for what was ahead. She heard a fly unzipping and her breath caught in her throat. But instead of the intrusion she was a dreading something thick and cool was wrapped around her neck. His belt. He tightened it to the point just before it became uncomfortable and she felt his naked skin against her legs. She tried to fight down the urge to rub against him, and clamped her legs together to hide the dampness between her legs.

“None of that now.” Lucius withdrew so she could no long feel his presence. “Arousal on your part has nothing to do with this.” To emphasize his point a gloved hand reached across her chest and twisted her nipple. Hermione shouted out in shock and pain.
“Now that's better.” And with that, Lucius jerked back the belt and thrust hard into Hermione's virgin arse. A strangled cry came out and, fighting for breath, Hermione squirmed against the chains, instinctively trying to remove the foreign object. Lucius continued to tighten the belt until, on the verge of suffocation, Hermione stopped moving.
“Good, now don't make me do that again or you'll regret it.” Lucius withdrew and Hermione almost collapsed with relief. But hands tightened on her breasts and without warning Lucius slammed back in pulling her nipples down as he did. She screamed until Lucius caught the belt in his teeth and began to pull. She stopped instantly and sobbed pitifully instead. Lucius tired of this slow introduction and digging his fingernails into her hips began to slam into Hermione, who was sure she'd pass out from the pain. As he stabbed into her faster and faster, Lucius sunk his teeth into Hermione's shoulder, using her hair to hold on. The pain seemed to spread over her whole body and she could barely stop herself from slumping in the chains and risking suffocation. When Lucius pulled Hermione's head back by her hair and fiercely sunk his teeth into her cheek, it was too much and with a final shriek she passed out. Lucius's laughter was echoed by the hundreds of death eaters and he grabbed firmly onto her hips, fucking her hard and fast. Hermione's limp form turned him on more than her shrieks, he came and withdrew. He smiled at the drops of blood on the stone underneath Hermione, and cleaned himself off.
“A very good performance Lucius, but have you not undone your careful work of before?”
“We shall wait until she wakes up my lord, it should be but a few minutes, then you shall see my full plan for her.” Voldemort smiled and beckoned for someone to bring forth a muggle to be tortured to death during the wait.