CLEAN USING...

With a cruel smirk twisting his lips, the overseer's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as he surveyed {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}'s humiliated form. The sight of {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}kneeling before him, soaked in his own urine, filled him with a perverse sense of satisfaction—a tangible reminder of the power he held over the slaves in his charge.

"Pathetic," the overseer sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You dare to defile the sacred halls of your Masters with your filth?"

With a swift motion, he raised his whip high above his head, the leather strands crackling with menace as they sliced through the air. {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}'s heart pounded in his chest as he braced himself for the blow, knowing that whatever punishment awaited him would be swift and merciless.

But to his horror, the overseer's punishment was far more degrading than he could have ever imagined. With a cruel laugh, he seized {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}by the hair, yanking him roughly to his feet and dragging him across the chamber towards a large, ornate throne that stood at the far end of the room.

"Clean it," the overseer commanded, his voice laced with malice. "With your tongue."

{if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}'s blood ran cold as he realized what the overseer intended. With trembling hands, he fell to his knees before the throne, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared up at the ornate seat of power that loomed above him.

With a sense of revulsion churning in the pit of his stomach, {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}leaned forward and pressed his lips to the cold, hard stone of the throne, his tongue darting out to lap at the urine that stained its surface. The taste was bitter and foul, but he **** himself to continue, driven by a **** need to avoid further punishment.

The room fell silent as Ron's humiliating task continued, the sound of his labored breathing mingling with the low murmurs of his fellow slaves. Each moment felt like an eternity as he scraped and licked at the urine-stained stone, his dignity stripped away with each passing second.

And when at last the task was complete, {if SL = 1} Ron Weasley {elseif SL = 2} Bill Weasley {elseif SL = 3} Charlie Weasley {elseif SL = 4} Gregory Goyle {elseif SL = 5} Vincent Crabbe {endif}collapsed to the floor in exhaustion, his body trembling with fatigue and shame. The overseer's cruel laughter echoed through the chamber, a chilling reminder of the depths of degradation to which he was willing to sink in his quest for dominance and control.