Blood Debt

Chapter 4 – Ron's Angry Interlude.

STRONG WARNINGS FOR VIOLENCE!

This chapter comes close to rape and abuse and is not meant for Ron fans. General Disclaimers apply.

When Ron and Debbie arrived in a heap in the middle of Ron's flat he immediately straightened and pushed her out into the middle of the floor, pulling out his wand.

“Stand still,” he ordered. He eyed her critically, frowning before casting a series of glamour and transfiguration charms. When he was finished no longer what there an overly painted bleach blond wraith wearing a red revealing dress, but an almost perfect replica of Hermione Granger. Though this wasn't the subtle and conservative Hermione he had always known. Her makeup was thick and trashy, electric blue eye shadow and fire engine red lips layered with gloss. Her hair was loose and unruly, falling down to her bare shoulders. She had no bra on, a see through under bust corset, and black g-string. Debbie wobbled on the now even more ridiculously high heels he'd forced on her.

Ron circled the girl, smirking at his handiwork, but frowned when she spoke in a voice that was clearly not Hermione's.

“Can you at least call me Debbie tonight?” she implored timidly.

“No,” Ron growled and with another wave of his wand a large penis gag appeared in her mouth. “Tonight, I call you Hermione and you will moan and beg like the whore both you and she are! Got it?”

Debbie nodded slowly, as though she was obviously disappointed. Ron jumped forward and slapped her, knocking her to the floor.

“Don't you dare look at me like that! You love me! Everything I do for you is a joy! Now enjoy my pleasure!” Ron snapped, towering over the cowering girls, “Not get up on the table on all fours, Hermione, my cunt.”

Debbie forced a smile and scrambled into position on the coffee table. 'Maybe,' she thought, 'If I'm good he'll calm down.” Deep down she knew it was useless, he only glamoured her into Hermione when he was in his most vicious moods and the results were never as pleasurable as he promised. Her thoughts were interrupted by Ron beginning to slap her ass with all his strength.

As a Professional Quiddich player Ron worked out regularly and was very strong, he also knew how to hit to cause pain and to keep his victim, for lack of a better word, from being able to block out the sensation. He loved this fantasy of putting Hermione in her place, beating her until she was a sobbing mess only to beg him to fuck her and Debbie played the role very well.

“You like that don't you slut? You love it every time I touch you, every time I hit you. I bet you're sopping wet hoping I'll fuck you. That right, isn't it, you dirty cunt, you fucking whore. You want my cock to fill your unworthy pussy, you want me to slam into until you scream, don't you?” Ron starting moving around her, hitting her at random and smirking at the muffled moans. e paused in front of her, his expression darkening and then smacked her face a few times, “Malferret's got nothing on me, eh bitch? I'm the best lover you've ever had and ever will have. You ever fucking think of fucking him and you'll learn the true meaning of pain!”

“You always thought you were better than me, didn't you Hermione? But you're nothing but my fucking whore, aren't you? Look at you. Practically bowing to me while I beat you. You're such a fucking slut. I bet you want me to fuck your face too. You love the taste of my cum don't you? I bet if you had your way you'd want to eat nothing but my cum. You dirty slut.” He slapped her once more and stood back, sloppily removing his clothes as he watched the form of Hermione kneeling subserviently in from of him.

As soon as his cock sprung free of his pants, his hand was on it, pumping the 6 inch shaft lightly. Though his cock wasn't the longest Debbie had ever had, it certainly was one of the thickest, around 4 inches in diameter, with an extra inch around the bulbous head. Ron stepped forward and started rubbing his cock all over her face.

“Yeah you like having my cock all over your face, yeah, look at you slut, I know you're just dying to have this in your mouth,” Ron pressed his cock against the end of the gag, pushing if further into Debbie's month. She fought not to choke and Ron returned to smearing her face with drops of his pre cum and the saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth.

“Oh yeah, you're such a fucking slut.” Ron stepped back to admire his handy work. Her face was smeared with her makeup and bodily fluids. Her eyes were welling up with tears from the humiliation. Ron snarled at this observation, slapping her three times upside the head.

“What the fuck do you think you're crying about? You love this and you know it slut! Oh I know, you're crying because I can't put my cock in your mouth aren't you? Poor little slut.” he mocked, circling around behind her, reaching out to pinch and slap her body at random. “I think you want my cock somewhere else before I fuck your know it all mouth. That's right bitch, I know you want me to fuck your ass. You're such a little anal whore, aren't you Hermione?”

Ron spread her ass cheeks and stared at her little rosebud admiringly for a moment, before spitting on it and thrusting a finger through the rim of muscles. Debbie squealed at the intrusion but did her best to keep still. If she moved or tried to get away her punishment would be much worst than what he already had in store for her.

“Yeah, you like having your tight ass fucked don't you slut? Don't worry I'll only play a little longer before I give you what you want.” He spat again and inserted a second finger into her, doing his best to scissor open the tight muscles. With his other hand he reached down to play with her pussy.

“You're such a whore, Hermione, a real bitch in heat. You're dripping wet for me. How does it make you feel whore? To know you belong to me and that your body is my plaything. You love it don't you, it makes you want to beg for forgiveness for all those time you looked down at me or treated me like an idiot. You're the idiot, remember that Hermione. You're just my slut toy, you're just here to fuck me and give me pleasure and you love it.”

He pinched and twisted her clit hard and Debbie screamed from behind the gag. Ron laughed at the sound. “Yes such a responsive little slut. You know what a whore like you deserves? You deserved to be buggered without lube,” his smirk was positively evil and Debbie froze in fear before trying to beg him not to behind the gag.

“What's that whore? You love that idea? You never want me to use lube on your ass again? Well who am I to argue with that?”

Without warning he slammed his cock into her ass, and Debbie gave an agonized shriek. Ron grunted with pleasure and kept up his monologue as he abused her rectum. Debbie was sobbing but Ron was completely lost to his fantasies. After several minutes of hard fucking Ron pulled out and spun Debbie around ripping off the gag. Before she even had time to formulate a word he had thrust his cock on her mouth ordering her to suck it.

Reluctantly she did as commanded, licking off the blood and feces from his member as he thrust into her mouth. Finally his body spasmed and he came, spewing his seed in her mouth and all over her face. Ron watched her though heavy lidded eyes, smiling with sublime satisfaction. He hit her a few more times before ordering her to crawl to the bedroom, the night was only just beginning.


A/N: Thanks again to all for reviewing, I greatly appreciate everyone's comments. I hope not to receive any flames for this chapter, it kinda shocked me as I wrote it, but I just went with it. Personally I don't have anything against Ron, but he's good for conflict. Sorry for the slow start up too, usually I like to start with more punch, but I felt the back story was necessary. As for the question about a Beta, no I don't have one, I usually just type and post (checking for blatant errors quickly) and then look at it again months later and ask "I wrote this?"

The next chapter is going to be fairly short, so I may wait until I have two chapters done and then post them together so you aren't waiting with a cliff hanger. Draco will start dealing with his feelings soon, at least he won't be able to ignore them, so for all of yous who want to see more into his motives, it's coming.