Ritual
Draco's POV
I couldn't focus on any lesson all day. My mind was constantly on my girl, who was waiting for me in our room and was being brainwashed. By the time I got back to the room she would have gone crazy. I had stopped her from ejaculating. She had been tortured with electricity for hours. My words had been echoing in her ears for hours. There are so many things I can do for her. I can make her be humiliated by everyone, make sure she is used as a fuck hole at school, make sure she is the toilet of school, treat her like a pig and even feed her dog food. While all these fantasies were occupying my mind, it was finally evening. After preparing a plate for Hermione to eat, I left the living room to go to our room. Just because I treated her like this didn't mean I didn't love her. On the contrary, I love her. I do her wishes because I love her. I can torture her all day long if I have to, but at the end of the day, it's my job to take care of her. When I entered our room, I turned on the lights and stopped the porn. Finally I looked at her face. God, this is a sight to behold. Her tears wet her face, her tongue stuck out, and the drool flowing from her mouth fell on her bare breasts. Her face and body are red. I took off the headset and untied the ties. She finally noticed me coming.
“Ss-si-sir”
"Yes sweetie"
“I-I…I am your toy…trash…your whore…”
"Yes you are. Come on, first you should eat. Then later I will clean you. Okay?"
“A-As you wish, sir.”
Since she was unable to stand, I held her in my arms and fed her. The session had been effective, clouding her mind. But she hasn't broken yet. Her gaze showed that she was still there. Good. For a long time, I don't plan to break her. I started filling the tub with water. A few soothing oils and the creams she uses for her hair. After sitting Hermione in the tub, I got behind her.
“Baby, was it too much?”
“What was too much, sir?”
"Session. I wasn't there. Is it too much? Was it good?"
“Well, it was intense. But it was good.”
"How did you feel?"
“I was a little worried at first. Because of I could not see you. And the dildo in my ass. I'm still not used to having something in my ass."
“We'll keep working on your ass. Would you like to do the session again another time?
“I would like to, sir.”
“Do you want me to be with you then?”
Even though I was satisfied with the answers, I was asking questions with increasing anxiety and this was reflected in my voice. She turned her head and looked at me and put her hand on my cheek.
“Draco, you have nothing to worry about. I've already said I want all this. Besides, if there was a problem, I could reach you somehow.”
I sighed and kissed the palm of your hand
“I know you want to, but I'm afraid of going too far. I don't want to hurt you in a way you don't want."
“You won't. I trust you."
“And after tomorrow? What if the ritual's effect on me is to make me even more aggressive?
“The ritual will also create a bond between us. We read it, right? Thanks to the bond, the master can feel his slave's feelings. The same goes for the slave. You have nothing to fear."
"You are my precious. Just don't forget, okay? No matter what I do, this will never change."
I kissed her head and started washing her hair. We didn't talk much afterward. We got dressed as usual, I braided her hair in front of the fireplace and we fell asleep hugging each other.
Next day
I was standing in the garden of Hogwarts, looking around while waiting for my bride. Yeah yeah. Finally, it was time for the ritual. A small ceremony with only our friends. The groups were already intertwined. In fact, when I looked at it, Potter and Weasley were the only ones who were not in a master/slave relationship. Blaise/Lovegood, Theo/Patil twins, Crabbe/Abbott, Goyle/Bones and Pansy/Longbottom. As I was looking around, Professor Flitwick, who would perform the ritual, approached me.
“Hello, Mr. Malfoy.”
“Hello Professor”
“Since it is a complex ritual, I wanted to inform you. After Miss Granger arrives, I will perform the bonding ceremony. However, there are things you need to do to strengthen the bond. Before any of this, I need to know your relationship and Miss Granger's position to help you."
“I read the book, professor. I plan to let everyone use her. But I don't understand what you mean by position."
“Three types of positions are presented in the book. The first keeps the slave in the position of a human. The second holds the slave in an animal position. In this position, you can turn the slave into an animal and lock him/her in the stable. Thirdly, it holds them lower than all creatures, including house elves. You can treat it like an object and make even a house elf dominate it. Oh, and she'll be referred to as "it" in everywhere."
Our previous conversations with Hermione were already aimed at this.
“Third, Professor”
"Ok. So first, after the commitment ceremony, you should go to a place where there are only the two of you. A harsh humiliation session is needed here. I wrote on this paper the things that need to be done and the spells that you need to read in the meantime. What follows is another collective humiliation session. If you wish, you can perform it with your friends gathered for your wedding. I wrote what was necessary for this on these papers."
“So how do we know if the spells were successful?”
“Since the ceremony I will perform is basically a marriage ceremony, you will see a wave of magic in the form of a ring on your fingers. In your first session, you should see a collar around Miss Granger's neck that you are holding. The last ceremony is a branding ceremony. You will see this when it comes.”
“Thank you Professor”
After our conversation ended, Hermione entered the garden. Wonderful. A pure white, long-skirted wedding dress covered with lace embroidery. Her hair is left in waves. That beautiful smile adorned her face. After she appeared before me, the Professor started the ritual. I was so focused on Hermione that I couldn't hear the Professor. I came to my senses with the wave of power I felt within me and the green link that appeared on my finger. The same link appeared on Hermione's finger. After the link disappeared, the Professor spoke again.
“You can kiss your bride”
I grabbed her waist, pulled her to me and started kissing her. I pulled back, biting her lip slightly.
“My wife”
“My husband”
"Mrs Malfoy, I must inform you that at the end of the ritual, you will be called 'it' everywhere. I wish you two happiness."
When the professor left, Hermione looked unsurprised by the news. After our friends applauded, they all returned to their tables to celebrate. Since they all knew we had to be alone for the ritual, I brought Hermione into the Prefects' bathroom without saying anything to them. I unzipped her wedding dress and let it fall off her.
“Draco?”
“Hm?”
“What will we do here? You didn't tell me anything”
“I don't think about telling either. All you need to know is that you shouldn't worry. Now, in front of the toilet.”
She did as I said and knelt in front of the toilet.
“No matter what, you don't move. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir"
The first feeling provided by the bond was as I expected. More dominant, more brutal. But at the same time, I'm more alert because I can feel her feelings, too. I took out the scissors, electric shaver and shaving cream that I had hidden in my jacket. I realized that doing things the muggle way would be more humiliating. I opened the paper the professor gave me and read it. When the humiliation brought the slave to the point of crying, first me and then Hermione would say the spells we needed to say. After having Hermione read the paper, I gathered her hair in one hand and cut it all off with the scissors, slowly, making sure she felt it. When she first noticed it, she took a sharp breath and couldn't move. She was shocked because she didn't expect it. I waved all the strands of hair I had in front of her face. I pressed it all against her face and shook her head hard. Then I threw the hair in my hand into the toilet bowl. That's when she understood.
“AAAHHHHH! MY HAIR!!"
I slapped her hard on the head
"Shut up"
While I continued to cut the hair on her head, she was shaking and trying not to make a sound. I was shaking every hair I cut in front of her eyes and then throwing it into the toilet. When I was about to finish with the scissors, she started sobbing. Her crying triggered the sadist inside me. I took the last pieces of her hair and put them in her mouth. I started reciting the spells I needed to recite. Then I took the shaving cream and applied it completely to her head. She started to cry even more with the sound of the electric shaver.
“Read the spell”
While I was moving the machine over her head, Hermione was sobbing and reciting the spell. When her head was finally completely bald, she too had finished reciting the spell. When I put my hand on her bald head to check my work, the green link that appeared at the ceremony appeared again. The link in my hand was moving to Hermione's neck and forming a collar there. After the link disappeared, I pushed her bald head into the toilet bowl, which was full of her hair.
“Say goodbye to your hair”
Before flushing, I peed in the toilet bowl, on her head. Then I flushed the toilet and watched her struggle. When the water reached normal level, I lifted her again and turned it towards me. Ah, it looks so funny like this! My dick was already hard with the excitement of seeing her like this. It didn't take me long to cum on her bald head.
“Now I baptized your bald one.”
“W-why?”
“Was there a better way to humiliate you? Don't be afraid, there is a spell that will grow your hair back. However, I loved seeing you like this. Maybe if you're a good girl, I'll give your hair back sometime. Now, one last thing. Wingardium Leviosa!”
After lifting her into the air, I took out the tube that had been there since yesterday to examine her clitoris. Great. A ruined, wrinkled clitoris.
"Look. What caused your mischief? I said look!”
While Hermione lifted her head and looked at her clitoris in the mirror, I took her wrinkled clit between two fingers and squeezed it.
“AAHHHH!”
“Fac eam clitoridis sano. Have you seen? Only I can wound you, only I can heal you. But you've been so forgetful lately. You need something to remind you of that.”
I took the magical collars out of my pocket. Three piercings, one for the clitoris and the other two for the nipples. One regular collar, for her clitoris. Two nipple clamps. And a collar for her neck. I showed it all to her.
“Do you know what your next mischief will be? First, I will pierce your poor clitoris and put in this piercing you see. This is to prevent you from ejaculating. Or rather, to make you suffer when you ejaculate. If you do another naughty thing, this time I'll pierce your nipples. If you do it again, it will be your vaginal lips' turn. Until every part of you is full of piercings. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir"
The normal collar for her clitoris wasn't so innocent either. It was under my control. "Draco's slut" was written on the collar. If I blocked it, she would never cum. Of course she doesn't need to know that now. After attaching the clamps and then the collar, I sealed the collar. The embroidery on the collar read "DM's Slave". This wouldn't be a problem in her daily life. Because of the ritual, all records in the name of Hermione Granger now appeared as my slave. Even school records. Even in a simple photo album.
"Better now. Come on, it's time for the final ceremony. Oh, no, no. On all fours. From now on, you will crawl."
With my sperm still on her bald head, I made her crawl through the corridors until I got to the garden. Everyone who saw her was watching in shock. The rumor would probably spread throughout the school by the time we got back. Everyone knew that the last ceremony would take place outside. But seeing Hermione bald shocked everyone except Pansy.
“Ah finally got rid of that annoying hair”
I grinned at Weasley when he spoke. I'm starting to like this guy.
“So? Is this how you greet everyone? Haven't you learned how to treat everyone who is superior to you?"
I kicked her ass and pushed her towards the waiting line. She kissed the feet of everyone, one by one, including the slaves. Neither Potter nor Weasley objected. Then he came back to me again.
"Well done. Now, get down on the floor. Open your mouth and wait.”
As me and the boys pulled out our dicks and approached her, I saw Potter and Weasley do the same. Super! After we all pissed in her mouth, I sat between her legs to do the necessary part of this ceremony. I placed my wand against his groin and began to mutter the spell. Black, rippling ink on her groin. "Draco Malfoy's Whore".
Once the brand was fully established, it fluctuated. Hermione screamed with the surge. Ah, so that's a painful brand. Perfect.
"You should make it scream more, Draco."