Hermione shakes her head. "No!" she protests, "You can't possibly expect me to do that—you can't possibly make me!"The smile on Umbridge's face is i...possibly cruel. With a pointed look to the silent but ever-watchful Minister, Cornelius Fudge, Umbridge replies, "On the contrary, Miss Granger, I have the express permission of the Ministry to keep the students of Hogwarts in line, and I do expect you to comply with any and all orders. Now, strip for your punishment."With shaky hands, Hermione. “Oh.” “I’m sorry that ever since graduation I’ve done nothing but say bad things about you. I held on to some childish grudge that you didn’t deserve. It was a childish and naïve decision and I’m sorry.” He began to speak a long moment later. “I’ve had a lot of girls hate me.” I believe it, she thought. “But,” he continued, “none of them have ever come to me to apologize. Why did you come?” She swallowed. “Because I couldn’t hold this in anymore. I’ve felt I should for a long time.” “And why. Okay?"Okay? No it wasn't okay. What the did she mean, sort things out? I waschanging sex! Everything I had, everything I was would be gone and somedamn bitch would live out my life instead. "NO!" I exploded. "No it'snot okay, it's so fu-"Sara cupped my cheek with her hand. A waft of her perfume reached me,rich and feminine. Arousal spiked through me, my groan was low andneedy. "Erik, you're burning up. You have to do this, your body can'thold back the spell forever. It will be okay. I helped. His cock was so thick that I knew it was going to hurt.“Go slow,” I told him knowing that it was going to hurt.“Of course. A tight pussy should be enjoyed slowly.”I held his dick again to position it but he removed my hands.“Let me take care of you.”I nodded because I was dying for it and didn’t want to waste another second. He pushed my legs wider by sliding his legs near mine. I spread my legs as wide as I could.“Love girls who spread their legs this way. Shows how hungry they are.”“Very!”I.