In the hopes of alleviating the pain as much as possible, Hermione rushes through the lines as fast as she can, but with each new repetition of the phrase, the pain above her private area gets worse and worse. Finally, she puts down the quill after reaching seventy-five, and Umbridge walks over to her. “Stand up and face me,” she is ordered by her teacher. When she stands for her teacher, her teacher reaches a hand down to her pussy—or just above it—and Hermione’s eyes follow, getting wider when she sees the culmination erotic of her work. In her own handwriting are the words ‘cum depository’, bright red and sore, looking for all the world as if she carved them into her now shaved mons herself. “I think that should surely help to keep your pussy full of cum, don’t you think, my little Mudblood massage whore?” her teacher taunts her. “Yes, Professor Umbridge,” Hermione chokes out her prescribed answer, fighting back tears. “Good girl, I am quite excited to watch that happen sometime; but for now, get back into my office and lie back down on the sensual desk like you were during your inspection.” Hermione doesn’t even look at her teacher as she walks back into the adjoining office but she does catch sight of her teacher as she moves to lie back down on the desk. That is when she desi notices that her teacher has undressed asian and attached a pink strap-on around her waist. “Oh no,” Hermione pleads, shaking her head even as she positions herself for her teacher on the desk. “Please don’t, Professor!” Umbridge walks up to her and grabs hold of Hermione’s right nipple, pinching it between her fingers before twisting painfully, making Hermione cry out. “Let’s try that again, but this time, the words that come out of your mouth better be: please rape my Mudblood pussy with your strap-on, Professor.” Hermione’s eyes widen slightly, and she wants to do anything but say those words, but when Umbridge pinches her other nipple and twists, Hermione mumbles the required phrase. “Please rape my Mudblood pussy with your strap-on, Professor.” “That wasn’t nearly good enough, Mudblood. Say it again, louder, and with a little more…conviction.” Umbridge emphasizes her command with another twist of her nipples. Hermione screams in response to Umbridge’s abuse of her tits. “Please rape my Mudblood pussy with your strap-on, Professor!” she shouts as tears begin to fall down her face. Umbridge smiles cruelly as she picks up her wand. “Accio Miss Granger’s panties,” she says, and Hermione watches as her panties are pulled out of the cabinet by magic. “Those are the only kinds of words that should come out of a Mudblood whore’s mouth,” Umbridge says to Hermione as she shoves the girl’s panties into her mouth to keep her from talking anymore. Hermione can taste the Minister’s dried cum on her panties and gags from the reminder. Dolores then lines up the strap-on with Hermione’s cunt before brutally shoving it all the way inside the girl without warning. Hermione cries out from the intrusion and continues to scream into her panties with every quick thrust her Professor makes as she continues to force herself on the teen. When Minister Fudge raped her last night, it had been at a steady but somewhat slow pace. Like he was savoring each moment he was inside of her unwilling body. Hermione felt each and every movement of his cock inside of her pussy. Professor Umbridge is raping her at a much quicker, more brutal pace. This isn’t really about Umbridge’s pleasure—it is all about Hermione’s pain. She feels the jolt of each thrust of the strap-on inside of her, each time it hits deep inside of her. She feels the sweaty skin of her professor touching her body each interracial time she thrusts inside, and hears her grunts during each thrust and her moans of pleasure each time Hermione screams into her panties from pain. She knows her Professor is more turned on by her pain than she is in the act of raping her. The lustful way she looks down on her, screaming and crying in pain from the rape, confirms that. Mixed in with the sounds of her screaming and crying, the sounds of the desk creaking and moving against the floor, and the moans and grunts above her, Hermione begins to hear her professor’s heavy breathing from the exertion of the brutal assault she is performing on Hermione’s body. “Oh, cool, dad,” I said, off- balanced. May said nothing for the longest time, the hum of the microwave being the only sound in the room. Even Leah had woken up and was watching us from her tank. He shook it closer. I seemed to have overlooked bringing any with me. "$384.62," she says. Then Daniel started to spank her - light blows at first, stinging slaps to her butt interracial cheeks that made her gasp but didn't really hurt. I had a big problem that was erotic a big topic for a week or so. Annette on the other hand... A regular guy with a huge cock that had a strange power over me. Robin was running around going crazy. He seemed fascinated. 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