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Thread: Breaking Ginny

Money, power, and of course purity of blood. Draco Malfoy had all three of these things and that was all that really mattered in the world, especially now that Potter was dead and any real resistance to the Dark Lord had been crushed when the order of the Phoenix had tried to make a desperate last stand. It had of course failed, sure a few Death Eaters had fallen but the moment Voldemort himself had decided to become involve the entire battle had been over. A few of the younger members of the order had fled while the older members bout what time they could but in the end it was all over and even now Greyback was leading parties to hunt down those who had escaped. Last Draco had heard Granger had been captured and now belonged to Snape as his personal slave... Draco on the other hand had been waiting for something else, while humiliating the Mud blood would have been fun there was a different slave that he had wanted for himself, a pure blood race traitor whose rights had been stripped from her the moment she and her family had tried to stand against the Dark Lord, ruler of the Wizarding world in England and soon the entire world. Draco had put out the word that when Ginny Weasly was captured she was to be brought straight to his new London flat, a hefty reward put on her head... not just his fathers money but his aunt Narcissa upon the death of Potter had gifted him with a large portion of the Black Family fortune, something Potter had apparently gotten when Sirius black had died. Money, power, and pure blood, Draco had all of these things and just a few minutes before hand he had received word that Ginny Weasly had just been captured and as instructed she had been brought to his flat, bound and gagged with her wand just out of her reach to tease her. Of course he hadn't been able to run off right away like he would have liked to, he had been leading a meeting of the newer Death Eater inductees, the children of pure bloods who had just realized the best possible thing to do was to join up with the new powers that be, as the son of one of the most prominent Death Eaters it was considered Draco's duty. The moment he had been able to he had closed the meeting a little early, blowing off Pansy's suggestion that they go grab a bite to eat by claiming that he had important business back home to deal with, a half truth indeed. A few others had been blown off by Draco, covering up how eager he was before he apperated home, appearing just in front of his door. He did not enter right away though, instead using his wand he created a full length mirror to examine himself with, wanting to have his appearance just right before showing himself to his new slave. Well tailored black suit, custom made black leather shoes, hair perfectly in place, yes everything was just how he wanted it. With a smirk on his face he opened the door, his shoes clicking on the marble floors as he made his way toward the bed room where she had been left for him. Ginny Weasly, so pleasant to have you stop by. He called out without even seeing her yet, already eager to start training her and breaking her in.
Thread: Breaking Ginny

It was a true devastation with Harrys death but it did not stop her from fighting for what was right, regardless of the consequences. Her family would not suffer, for she would never allow it and shed always have hope, no matter how forever dark things seemed. There would be a way to still escape all this and rise above the darkness and officially defeat the Dark Lord. Her hope and faith as well as her strength would never wane. That was the instant it all happened. That was then. Now, so much had happened, horrible things. She had been separated from her family and was in hiding and only prayed that they were alright, but nothing could be hidden from the Dark Lord or his comrades. It was only a matter of time, and with the amount of hope she had left, it wouldnt be long before she too was found and disposed of. Her hope and faith had waned so strongly in such a short time but something still pushed her along. She knew of a world where there was once such happiness and peace. Perhaps that was her determination. Ginny did not want to give up on that. That unfortunate day, she was found and taken somewhere. It dazzled her because she expected to be killed on spot. Perhaps that was not enough for someone like her. Perhaps they were planning a slow and torturous death or something worse than death like to be tortured to insanity by the Cruciatus Curse. She had no idea but it was bone-shaking, to be perfectly honest. The Dark Lord and his comrades and regime were completely unpredictable. They were sly and possibly most likely to betray one another for their own gain a true evil. By the time she had arrived at her destination of fate, she had been bound and gagged. Her clothes were tattered and raggedy after quite a struggle and fiery red hair was messy like no other. She was not looking her best but somehow that did not impair her features. There she was now laying on a bed, still tied up and gagged, by no means in any specific sexual position or anything like that. Just sort of laying there on her side, too exhausted to try and make an escape. Her eyes soon laid uponDraco Malfoy. She could not believe it at all but there he was. Mm She tried to talk, forcing herself to sit up to more sternly and strongly eyeing him trying to figure out what he was going to do, what he was planning and what he was thinking. The gag had loosened just a bit from her struggling and fidgeting and she managed to let the gag fall down below her chin and rest around her neck. What am I doing here? What are you doing here? What is this place?
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Her questions made him smirk a little bit, she had no idea what was going on. Had she not heard of what was happening to the lovely young things who had defied the wishes of the Dark Lord? It was possible that while in hiding she had not heard about what had happened to Hermione or the Patil twins. Well it had been made quite public what had happened just to discourage others from thinking in the same way, Snape was quite fond of parading Granger about in public to show everyone just how much power he had over her and Draco was thinking that he might do things in very much the same way... show the world that Potter's former girl was now his like no one else could ever hope to possess her. Moving into the room he removed his jacket and tie, loosening up his collar a little bit, taking his time as he looked over both his new pet and his room. It was quite large, in fact the entire flat was larger inside then one would think possible just by looking at the outside of the building it was located in, the beauty of magic and money being put to good use. The bedroom itself was something he was quite proud of, unlike the entry hall which had floors of black marble the bedroom had thick green carpets, the furniture carved of thick Indian Blackwoodm the massive bed in the center of it all which she was laying on was covered in the blackest of silks. That especially pleased him, they had left her dressed for him to enjoy undressing her himself. Why do you think I had you brought here for Weasly? He asked with a chuckle as he began to roll his shoulders a little bit, his body feeling tight and he wanted to be quite limber for what was to come. As he set down his jacked he carefully drew his wand from inside of it, having left his own cane in the loft rather then take it with him. You are here because you weren't smart enough to see what was coming, as a pure blood you really would have been much better off then others. With his left hand he reached out to stroke the side of her face, enjoying the feel of her soft skin and silk hair against his hand. However you tried to fight against the inevitable and now you belong to me... stripped of any and all rights so that you are property. With his wand in his right hand he slowly began to use magic to burn a strip through the clothing she was wearing, pulling it apart behind the burn now that it was weakened greatly, revealing even more of her flesh to him and exciting him even further. I hope you understand now Weasly, you are nothing more then my little whore who will only live to serve my will... of course I am quite sure that you are going to try to fight me on this but believe me I will be more then happy to teach you one hell of a lesson if you don't submit like a good girl.
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As her gaze stayed stuck on him, her mind was reeling with a way to try to escape. Though as he spoke, with both his demeanor and tone, it suddenly seemed inevitable and pointless. Her eyes soon widened when he explained exactly what she was there for. No She whispered, feeling this large lump in her throat suddenly, her eyes beginning to water. This was not what her fate was supposed to be but it was becoming real and real, with every step and movement he took closer to her. Not long, he was sitting right in front of her. Her face snapped in the opposite direction of his hand on her cheek, as if trying to push it off. Do not touch me. Through gritted teeth she spoke, blinking back as many tears as she could, forbidding them to fall. She had strength. It would not fade. Regardless of what he would do. A striking pain leaked through and she let out a small cry, only to be followed by an almost scream as he ripped through her shirt, causing her to fall back on her side. His final testament, rang through her ears like a loud gong, reverberating through her soul. This was not acceptable, this could not be happening! No! You can go to hell Malfoy. Id die before I ever gave into you. She snapped. There was so much fear coursing through her, telling her to simply give in to save herself. She had too much pride for herself and too much respect for herself to ever allow that to happen. Whatever happens, she would not break. She had to believe that and had to keep telling herself that, for her own sake and for the sake and hope that her family was still alive out there. Ginny would get through this. There was so much strength in her, but at what point would it begin to wane? To be honest she was incredibly terrified of her current situation and it was such a temptation to give into the fear but she could not allow it. Especially not for Draco Malfoy. He was scum in her eyes and she was no ones property. Stop this. Please, how could you do be doing this? Its sick. She tried to squirm herself away from him, moving further up on the bed. It was a difficult task especially since she was tied up and tightly too.
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So wonderful and beautiful, honestly she had been wasted on Potter and Draco should have made this move years ago. Even at Hogwarts he could have just taken her whenever he wanted and when he was done a little bit of magic to remove any memory that she might have of the experience. Now however he would be able to use and abuse her any way that he might like without having to remove her memories. With her shirt in hand he slowly raised it to his nose and inhaled deeply, enjoying her scent as she struggled to get away from him. It was more then a little bit amusing to watch her wiggle and writhe about on the bed in only her undergarments which he would soon be removing as well. I don't know Ginny, giving into me is so much better then the alternatives, my Father is apparently in the market for a slave and Snape has your mudblood friend. He wondered what that information would do to her as he raised his want and pointed it at her with a smirk. Accio Bra. He called out with a small sneer, the summoning spell pulling her covering from her breasts, revealing the perfect flesh to him, formed beautifully with those pert little nipples sitting dead center. Unable to contain himself Draco licked his lips a little bit before removing his own shirt, revealing his well toned body earned through hard work rather then just magic like some people did. Its a rather simple choice Ginny. Using her first name to mock her as he moved around the side of the bed, drawing ever closer to her. You can belong to me willingly and enjoy everything that is about to happen to you or you can try to fight me... experience a great deal more pain and in the end the result is the exact same only much more humiliating for you. Even if she gave herself in willingly though there would be pain and humiliation, after all with Potter gone he had to punish someone for the embarrassments he had suffered in the past. Reaching out suddenly, with the swiftness of a snake he grabbed her ankle and pulled her toward him, using his want to cut through the ropes that bound her tight. Submit to me or have the Malfoy crest tattooed into your back, though I think the red and green would go wonderfully with your hair I have no doubt it would cause a great deal of pain. Reaching out he squeezed her newly revealed breast, pulling hard on the soft flesh in order to get some sort of reaction from her, to hear some kind of yelp of pain, every noise that she made only made the bulge in the front of his pants grow even harder, uncomfortably tight and they would soon need to be removed so that bulge could be dealt with. Just say that you are mine Weasly, just beg me to spare you pain and it will all work out for the best.
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As she was now seated at the very top of his bed, her eyes planted on him with the utmost hate ever possessed in them. Even if she was half naked, it didnt faze her because she was not going to let him prevail. Over her dead body Suddenly, it was like all life had almost drained from her when he mentioned Hermione being a slave to Professor Snape. The look on her face was that of pure horror to hear such a tragedy about a great friend, especially one who was well connected with her brother. The very thought made her wonder what happened to her brother and if he was alright. Then her mind drifted off to her family and wondering if they were even still alive. If anyone from the Order or anyone who simply resisted the Dark Lord was still alive. Just from that comment he made, so much doubt had filled into her and she did not know what to believe or what to do. The easy choice would be to give into him but she couldnt. Not ever. Her eyes soon and slowly filled with tears to which she refused to let them fall. Everything that was thinking was contributing to her self doubt and doubt on everything. Sniffling, she swallowed the big lump in her throat, as painful as it was and regained her composure only for her bra to be taken from her in the slightest second. Looking down at herself, she tried to maybe move her arms a little bit to cover herself but to no avail. She was bound tightly and unfortunately there was no moving or covering. Because of this, she couldnt bring herself to even look at him. Honestly, she felt embarrassed to be seen like this. She was not someones slave. She was a person. This was just horrible. A loud gasp came from her as she was no in front of him, lying on her back, still bound. The way she was laying was not a wonderful sight to behold for her and she tilted her head back to avoid looking at him. He could do what he wanted. Tease her, taunt her, whatever it is he willed. Anything but actually defiling her. That was something she would not allow and the moment he cut through the ropes, her arms were free. Now, she was not a sitting duck anymore. Even as he roughly grabbed her breast while she did let out soft cries of pain, she sat up slowly and looked at him with that same hate, the same hate that had been there from the beginning of all this. The same hate that was fueling her now weakening state of mind. If she could, she just may succeed. Her hand managed to push his that was so rudely and roughly kneading her breast and she tried to make a grab for his wand, biting his wrist and using her hand to grab his wand. When she did bit his wrist, she was biting as hard as she possibly could. She did not have very sharp teeth but with the force she was using to bite, she hoping to draw blood. Maybe if she drew enough of his blood it could weaken him. Then again, how well did he truly train himself?
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While Draco had hoped that Ginny would be smart enough to just submit or perhaps so clever as to try to play along it now seemed that she was going to try to fight him. The moment he saw the hatred in her eyes he knew that she wasn't just going to give in to him like anyone with a brain would. The hatred in her eyes told him that she was going to fight him like a caged animal, that she would never give into him no matter how good of an idea it was. It was because of this look in her eyes that he knew she was going to try to do something. He was ready for it, whatever she had in mind he would be prepared and he would overcome her attempts to avoid what was coming. Still to see her fight quite like that was slightly unexpected, he thought that she might throw a blow at him or try to kick him in the groin but for her to bite his want hand and try to grab it from him. This was unexpected but nothing he couldn't deal with, a growl left his throat because of the pain but that was the only sign that he gave of how much her teeth digging into his flesh hurt. Reaching out he gripped the sides of her jaw, his strong hand squeezing tightly to try to force her jaw open a little so he could get free. Then the moment he felt the pressure abate just a little bit Draco pulled his wrist free of her mouth, feeling skin being scraped away and a little bit of moisture that could only be blood oozing from the torn flesh. Before she could get her teeth into him again Dominic pushed her away and took a step back to get some distance while he examined his wrist. The bite wasn't overly deep and the bleeding wasn't terrible but it was still something that irked him greatly, how dare she do that to her new master. Oh you stupid little bitch, you will suffer for that. He warned her, a sneer still on his lips but anger flashing in his eyes, his wand now aimed right at her. This was something that he would rather not have had to do in order to teach her a lesson but since it came to this it was time to use one of the formerly forbidden spells. Crucio. Just casting the curse made his wrist feel better and he kept his wand trained on her, enjoying the pain that he was inflicting. It was hardly the first time he had ever used this curse but never before had it felt so good to use it on someone else, Draco had never realized it before but now it was quite clear to him that he was indeed a sadist. With his wand still on her he stepped closer until he was able to reach out and grab her, only then did he lower his wand and with a hand tangled in her hair he pulled her into a powerful kiss, his teeth catching her lips as the curse came to an end. You shouldn't have fought me. He whispered against her lips. Every time you try to strike me I will use that same curse on you.
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Ginny breathed fast as she kept her teeth latching into his skin, determined to bite hard enough to maybe make him drop his wand or let go of it even the slightest. However, his grip on her jaw was maddening. It was worse than her biting him to be honest and she couldnt stay biting his wrist for too long. When her bite on him loosened, she let out a small groan when he managed to tear his wrist away. Panting lightly, she spat out anything that may have acquired into her mouth and she wiped it and looked at him, that same hateful glare resonating in her eyes. Looking at him, she looked as if she was about to pounce and attack him for calling her that but before she could, she was struck back and a violent electric pain coursed through her, causing her to scream out in pain. Tears came to her eyes instantly and she couldnt hold back for the pain was far too excruciating to handle. To think, Nevilles own parents allowed themselves to be cursed like this until they went mad. She couldnt bare it but she wouldnt let it diminish her or break her. No, she wasnt that weak. Disgusted and repulsed as his lips hit hers, she whimpered, hitting him shakily as the curse subsided, leaving her feeling so numb, that lingering feeling of pain still resonating through her. Panting slightly, she winced and looked at him, swallowing hard. I dont careif you kill me, but I will never submit to you. Id rather die a thousand deaths before I ever let myself be pillaged and defiled by you. She spat, literally spitting in his face afterwards.
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Draco was well aware of what had happened to Longbottom's parents, of course aunt Bellatrix had been happy to tell him and had of course in fact been quite explicit on the details, how long it had taken too break the two, the state they had been left in. Draco however didn't want her so broken as to no longer have a single thought inside of her head. Breaking her would be necessary but to just use Crucio over and over again on her to punish her would only ruin her. This was quite annoying, Draco wanted to have her willing to serve him, not drooling into a bowel of mashed potatoes when he tried to present her to his fellow Death Eaters as a properly behaving young woman, a pure blood who had now seen the error of her ways and realized that she had backed the wrong god damn horse. These things had been distracting him during the kiss, something he should have just been enjoying but instead his mind had been quite preoccupied and when she spat on him he was pulled from his thoughts. It landed on the right side of his face, just below his eyes and began to slowly drip down before he wiped it away with the back of his hand. The same hand raised right away, ready to strike a blow against her before he calmed himself, instead lowering the same hand to squeeze her throat. You really are a brave one aren't you, maybe that is what Potter saw in you. That however gave him a quick idea about how to torment her, perhaps this will be a way to bring her down to a more humble sort of level. You really should behave yourself Ginny. He mocked her with a smile. If you thought that my curse was the worse I could do you are very wrong. Letting go of her with a laugh he stood and walked toward a small cabinet that he had sitting on a table next to the bed, opening it up to reveal several small vials, each of them filled with silver liquid, memories for a Pensive. You know I was there when Potter died, saw him tortured till he broke and then he was killed... I can force you to watch it over and over again if I would like to. That perhaps might get her to behave, the thought of watching the Boy Who Lived fail over and over again, a torture for her mind rather then just using a curse to inflict pain upon her body. Picking up one particular memory and from inside of the cabinet a small stone basin he moved back toward her, sitting the basin on another table beside the bed and emptying the vial into it, watching it swirl like something alive. Go on Weasly, I will make it simple for you... you can either use your hand to pleasure me or I can force you to watch Potter die again and again... and when they finally track down your brothers, or your parents I can do the very same.