Snapes Wrath

This story takes place during their seventh year summer before school has started. Not HPB compliant. This is not for those who are insulted by LEMONS.

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Snape walked down the corridor leading to the Headquarters of the Order. Number 12 Grimmauld Place appeared in front of him and he opened the door and strode in towards the kitchen.

There were all the members of the Order, including all the little twerps who always got on his nerves. One day he would make them all suffer. One by one, he would make sure they died from the inside. And maybe if he could do some physical pain.

He sat in the back, in the shadows staring around at each of them and wondering what would be the best torture for them. For the girls he knew already, and it would definitely hurt, a lot. He smirked as he looked at the Mudblood. You’ll get your comeuppance tonight Granger. he thought with a wider smirk.

They had all betrayed him and accused him of killing Sirius with taunts. He suspected it was the Potter boy’s fault. He had definitely come up with that idea. It had caused him humiliation the whole of last year, and most had come from The Golden Trio, but now he had thought of a way to get revenge and it was all set to go.

The Order had decided to ignore his presence which was the same crap to him.

An hour passed and the meeting was over. He stood up and headed for the corridor. He headed for the door and opened it, he didn’t step outside, but instead put a disillusionment charm on himself. Then he slammed it shut and walked back to the Kitchen.

They were all heading to their rooms. Lucky for him, the Granger girl had gone to the bathroom. He headed upstairs behind her. The bathroom was a large room and he was sure that Hermione was going to take a shower. He slipped inside and locked the door behind him. “Muffliato” he whispered as she turned on the shower head.

He smirked and watched her get undressed. Her skin was so fair, and her breasts longed to be touched. He could tell that the Weasley brat was not up to scratch, but he would’ve thought he would’ve at least managed to calm her urges. No matter, I’ll do it for her.

Snape made his way into the shower before her, and sat on the small step that held the bath products. He slid them to the side and lifted his wand. Ready for her to come in. When she did, she faced the showerhead and arched her back as the hot water hit her body.

Hermione washed her hair and then scrubbed her body, which sent Snape almost into hysterics as his length doused his thighs with liquids, hot and sticky.

He moaned, but was not heard as the water fell onto the shower floor.

She was done withing minutes and he got ready. She turned around to turn off the shower head and he knew this was his chance.

Snape stood up and in his swift movement sent two bottle rolling out of the shower. In the same moment, he blinded Hermione with a spell, and sh screamed. He disillusioned himself and then grabbed her by the waist. He placed her on the floor, as she flailed around trying to get free.
“ Ron is that you?! Let me go! This isn’t funny you know!” she screamed as she lay on the floor. Her hands reaching in the air for something that was not there.

Snape laughed and Hermione gasped. She must have been so shocked because she didn’t do anything else, besides try to make herself as small as possible.

He conjured cords and tied her arms behind her back. He tied her legs together as well. She screamed loud in his ear as he bent over her securing the cords to the shower head.

Her legs hanging onto the floor, she was hanging about two inches off the floor and still trying to get loose, which only worsened because the cords got tighter when she wriggled.

He laughed again and walked forward. He turned the shower back on and let the huge tub fill up again.

This was going to be uncomfortable for him, he much more preferred it to hurt her and pleasure him. He looked around and decided to chain her down to the floor instead.

He move quickly and placed her on the floor, kicking and screaming. She missed his length by inches and he slapped her on the face. She stirred , but could still not see anything.

He conjured two handcuffs to sprout from the floor and tie her up. He decided to let her legs free as he would need them. He positioned himself, and turned off the shower head. The water was about an inch high.

He opened up her clit and stuck his tongue inside. She screamed and aroused from her half fainted sleep. Her head sprung up, in an effort to see what was going o, but her eyes remained closed as he had charmed them.

He ran his tongue along her folds and then stuck his finger inside, all the while sucking on her juices. She tried to flail her legs, but only allowed him entrance in deeper. After that, she let her legs remain still. This was going all good for him.

He traveled up her body, licking every part he could reach. He reached her breasts and began sucking on her nipples instantly. She moaned in pleasure, and he scowled. This was not supposed to be pleasurable for her, only him. He bit it gently and she moaned in pain. He smiled and then returned to going up her body.

He reched her face and didn’t stop licking her. He licked her mouth and forced his tongue inside her mouth.

She tried to move her head away, but he kept it in place. His body situated itself on top of hers and then he concentrated on his tongue. He licked her mouth, every part of it.

She squirmed underneath him, which only made his lust grow, and his length too.

He finished with her mouth and he sat up on her waist bones. Crushing her beneath him. She brought a sharp intake of breathe as he grabbed her breasts and started to squish them forcefully. She screamed again, but Severus did nothing. He just laughed at the pain he was causing her.

Snape went back down to her folds and started to poke his fingers in random places. At first emiting the loudest scream he ever heard in his life. Her legs stiffened, but didn’t close. He didn’t mind, this just made it more painful if she resisted.

He searched for the hole with his fingers and found it. He thrust his long, wet, and very hard length into her and she screamed again. Her arms flailed two inches in the air and her fingers were balled up in the effort of trying to get loose.

The water splashed aside as he thudded into her. She screamed every time, not with the pleasure screams, but with horrified deathly screams. He was killing her slowly and she knew it.

He continued to thud, harder and harder and harder until there was a steady beat in the splashing water. He could feel the liquids coming out of his cock and he moaned in pleasure between pants. This was wonderful, and he couldn’t stop. There was something he had to reach.

Hermione arched her back and continued to wail in pain. Her breasts shoved right into his face, he groaned and moaned harder than ever, licking her breasts.

There was no love making, just pure hard-core mating, and she knew that.

Every intrusion to her wet folds brought her slightly higher into the air. Her knees folded upwards and he yelled as she squished his length between her legs. Snape didn’t mind. He liked the way her tight pussy felt around his length. He thrust one last time with all the strength he had and then fell limp right on her. His face between her breasts as she fainted from the pain.

He lay on top of her, still inside her folds for a few ten seconds. Then he came up panting and gasping for breathe. He stood up and looked down at his length, there was blood on the tip and he smirked at the swirls of blood in the water around them.

Stepping over he limp body, he reached his wand and broke the chains loose. Her hands fell on top of her wet bushy hair.

He laughed as she regained consciousness and stared blindly around her. She would never recognize his voice, while it echoes around the walls, causing it to seem as though there were five voices inside the huge shower -tub.

Snape put a sleeping spell on her and disillusioned her body.

He levitated it and wrapped a towel around her roughly, exposing one of her hard breasts. The coast was clear and he levitated her body all the way to her room and threw her unceremoniously on her bed.

“Obliviate!” he spat at her body on the floor. Hermione’s body shook a little. Then he removed the blind spell and disillusioned himself.

He walked out the room, limping slightly, but managed to get out of the house, unnoticed by any Order member.

It was a good days work and he was proud. She would have a splitting pain, and several body disorders when she awoke, but she earned it and it was all her fault anyways. Not one fiber of his being felt guilty for the filthy mudblood.

Snape apparated home, where two Death Eaters were sitting on his living Room couch. “Have a good time Severus?”