lustfulstories: “You see, Miss Granger, mudbloods aren’t just inferior due to their fami
lustfulstories: “You see, Miss Granger, mudbloods aren’t just inferior due to their family,” the Death Eater spoke, as he walked around the woman who was bound in place, “The type of magic that fills you is vastly different than the type of magic that fills me. Your magic is easy to take advantage of, and my magic makes it easy for me to take you.”Hermione’s eyes followed him as she stood there. She wasn’t physically bound or anything, but she found herself unable to move. The only thing she could control was her eyes, not even her mouth would move to allow her to speak.“The Ministry wanted to hide this knowledge from everybody, those pathetic traitors. Luckily, we managed to find the information after we took the Ministry over. All it takes is a few rather simple spells and a mudblood will take their rightful place.”He spoke a spell that was unfamiliar to her, and she found herself able to move again. She was about to run…but then she realized she didn’t want to. Why would she want to run? She didn’t want to run…she wanted to stay here…The man grinned as he watched her, “It’s started now, mudblood. You’re going to be all mine before long. Down on your knees.”Hermione gropped to her knees as he instructed her, shivering a bit as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. Obeying him felt suprisingly good…He muttered another spell, and a smile came to her lips, any hatred she had felt towards this man vanishing as she looked at him, her heart beating quicker in her chest as she eyed her amazing Master…unable to even understand why she had hated him…“Speak, mudblood.”“Master…” she mumbled, smiling up at him, “Master, thank you for helping me learn my place…learn that mudbloods are meant to be slaves of purebloods…I-I never read about that in anything…never knew about that…”He sighed a bit as he looked at her, muttering another spell.She gasped as she felt pain shooting through her head, and then…nothing. Her memories of going to school, of her friends, her family, and everything else? All gone. Most importantly, though, her IQ dropped at least 100 points, leaving her completely empty-headed, only caring about being good for her Master.“Mudbloods don’t read,” he growled a bit as he stepped closer to her, “Mudbloods only serve. That’s all you’re good for. Mouth open, my mudblood whore.“She shivered as her Master was so direct with her, before she opened her mouth wide for him, her eyes still focused on her Master’s face.His cock pushed into her mouth moments later, and she moaned as she started sucking happily on her Master’s cock, happy to serve her pureblooded Master and be a good girl for him… -- source link