Morning Run

Morning Run
By jabarber69

This story is rated NC17, it contains nonconsensual sex, read at your own risk.

Summary: What can happen to a witch, when she forgets her wand.

Disclaimer: The characters are owned by Rowlings, I don\'t own anything. This story was inspired by a really bad French movie I saw late one night, I don\'t even remember the name, also by a couple of stories I read somewhere, years ago. Enjoy!


Hermione Granger had just completed her five-mile morning run. She did it every morning to keep her body in shape and her man happy.

She remembers the smile her finance, gives her every time he sees her naked. Her firm thighs and narrow hips, she would endure anything to keep that smile on his face.

All sweaty she was returning to the flat she shared with Ron Weasley her finance. They were getting married in less than a week. And according to Molly Weasley it was none to soon.

She along with Ron and their best friend Harry Potter had graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and along with the rest of the Order of the Phoenix had finally beaten Lord Voldermort 6 months later. Now at 22 she was a fully licensed Healer at St Mungo\'s. Ron and Harry were both aurors at the ministry of magic.

When she entered the ground floor lift at her apartment building, she automatically noticed it was, already occupied by a large black man. She avoided his gaze turning up and looking at the floor lights.

The black man stared at her openly. She was wearing a pair of jogging shorts and a tank top cut off above her belly button. Her long bushy brown hair was wound in a thick tail that hung down her back, the bangs kept out of her face by a headband.

She noticed him staring, and nervously flicked her eyes from the lights back to him then back to the lights, thinking what a time to be without my wand.

He continued to stare. She had nice long legs, and a good set of tits inside that tank top. Her face was sleek, showing intelligence in her soft brown eyes.

\"You got a nice set of tits their baby!\"

Her eyes widened and she tensed but said nothing.

\"You hear me baby?\"

Still she said nothing, moving slightly further away from him, until her shoulder touched the wall.

\"Nice legs too.\"

\"Leave me alone!\" she cried while folding her arms over her chest and staring at him with fear and anger.

Chuckling he took a batch of keys from his pocket and studied it for a moment then slid one of the keys into the lift panel and turning it, switched the lift off, then to service.

\"Wha...what are you doing?\" she gasped.

\"Jus giving us a little time,\" he grinned.

\"I\'ll scream!\" she warned.

\"Who gives a shit, baby? Ain\'t nobody gonna hear you.\"

She notices that he has an American accent then her eyes open wide when she sees him coming toward her.

He moved against her. She brings her hand around in a fist aimed at his head. He just grabs her hand and with his other hand grabs a handful of hair at the back of her head and than smashes his lips against hers. While pressing her up against the wall of the lift he lets go of her hair and his hand slides down her back and cupped her ass.

She struggled while moaning and whimpering as his tongue pushed into her mouth. His body kept her pressed against the wall as he darted his tongue around inside her mouth. His hand tightened on her ass, then gripped her shorts and just ripped them apart.

She cried out, the sound muffled by his mouth. His fingers had torn the shorts right off, leaving her only in her knickers. A second later he\'d torn those apart as well and her brown bushy curls was bared to his searching fingers.

He cupped her pussy as her legs jerked and she tried to kick him to no avail. Then he began rubbing her cunt with his fingers as he pulled back on her head and jammed his lips even harder against hers. He forced a finger between her folds and wiggled it around inside her dry pussy.

He let go of her cunt for a bare instant then gripping her tank top he tore it off with one quick motion. He tore her bra off next, shredding it as he had done the rest of her clothes, leaving her totally naked before him.

Hermione blushed a deep shade of red, her face a mask of fright and humiliation as she whimpered and sobbed. With his hand he immediately started fingering her cunt, then he bent and ran his tongue across her left breast, sliding it around her nipple, then over it. He bit down hard on her left nipple while at same time inserting another finger in her cunt.

\"Ohhhhh! OooooooooH! Ppplleeeeessssse!\" she wept. He bit harder and she cried out in agony. He thrust a third finger into her cunt, pumping them hard, using her violently.

His mouth moved off her nipple and he opened it wide, then bit down on her tit again, and again. He moved is lips quickly across the soft white mound, licking and biting cruelly. He shifted his mouth to her other tit, biting it cruelly as he inserted a fourth finger up into her tight cunt.

He pulled back abruptly and threw her against the far wall. She turned terrified eyes on him as she tried to cover her naked body with hands and arms.

\"Turn around,\" he snarled. She stared at him and violently shook her head no.
He lashed out striking her across the face, it took two such blows before gasping in pain and fear with her body shaking, she turned her back to him.

\"Now get down on all fours like the bitch in heat you are, cunt.\" He growled.

Sobbing Hermione slowly eased herself down on her knees, then onto all fours and lowered her head in shame.

\"Spread those legs bitch!\" he snapped, \"And raise that white ass up higher.\"

She complied, whimpering as he dropped too his knees behind her. His hands grabbed her ass, as he admired the view. He slid one hand under her, cupping and rubbing her cunt as he undid his fly and brought out his hard cock.

He pressed the head of his cock against her entrance and then eased it inside, as her trembling grew wilder and more uncontrollable. She moaned loudly as he forced her cunt open and slid the first inch of his black cock into her. Then he grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust hard, driving half his cock into her at once.

She screamed in pain, feeling like she was being ripped apart. He\'s too big, way bigger than Ron, she thinks while bursting into a fresh round of sobbing. He thrust again, and again, burying his thick black cock inside her tight cunt. He moved his hips in slow circles, making her scream in pain. With one violent thrust he rammed his cock all the way inside her cunt, which caused her to jerk and shudder in pain.

He then began to fuck his cock in and out, while with his hands he brutally squeezed her hanging breasts. Yanking on them like he was trying to milk a cow.

Hermione didn\'t know what to do she was in a world of pain from being ripped apart between her legs and from the brutal squeezing and yanking of her breasts.

He then began to brutally fuck her cunt, his cock sliding back and forth between her pussy lips with each thrust almost lifting her forward off of her knees.

Then he came, his cum blasting down into her pussy, shooting his seed all the way up into her womb. He arched his back, grabbing her long ponytail and tearing her head back, jerking her up off her hands and bending her back against him as he sent wad after wad shooting up inside her cunt.

Hermione screamed as he jerked her head back. He pulled on her ponytail, forcing her back hard against him. He jammed his free hand down between her legs and squeezed her cunt savagely around her clit as she gave a wail of agony and terror.

When he was drained, he laughed and let her hair go, shoving her back onto her face. He slapped her ass, drawing another squeal of pain. He put his cock back into his pants and started to rise, then halted. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them up behind her back, pressing her face into the floor. He pulled her thick ponytail down and around her wrists, then, tied it tightly.

He then stood and pressed the button for the basement. Hermione continued to kneel on the floor with her face against the floor, while whimpering she thought thank god that is over, now he will leave.

He picked up her torn fragments of clothing and stuffed them into his bag, then grabbed Hermione by the hair and pulled her to her feet. He held her knickers in one hand and pressed them against her mouth until she opened her lips, then he forced them completely inside.

\"You do what you\'re told, white girl,\" he glared.

The lift doors open and he pulled her out. Her hands were pulled up tightly behind her neck and he gripped her hair, pushing her forward ahead of him. They went into the empty garage, her feet, still clad in tennis shoes, occasionally dragging on the pavement.

He opened the trunk of his car and flung her into it, then slammed the trunk shut. Nobody saw anything. He got into the car and drove home. Thinking it would be a long night, then chuckling he realized that there would be years of very long nights ahead for the white girl, with unspeakable fun with his little sex toy. Yeah I will keep her barefoot and pregnant, and whenever she drops a kid, I will sell it on the black market and if I ever get tired of her, I can sell her too. He smiled. Life was good.

Hermione Granger the bossy, know-it-all, who was the brightest and smartest witch to pass through Hogwarts in centuries and who was at 22 considered one of the smartest and most skilled healers in the wizard world, was taken not by a wizard or death eater but by a muggle as his sex slave.

She was never heard from again.


The End