Punishment

Lifting the Notebook into the air you begin writing a few rules to ensure that the Notebook belonged to you and you alone and no one could take it away you noted the proud look still etched on the Mudblood's face. The same face that seemed to relish in the fact that she was his "superior" though in truth if it wasn't for Potter she would be dead. Not because of the troll mind you but the simple fact that a Pureblood could not stand the thought of a Mudblood besting their children. If not for the protection of Harry Potter and by extension Dumbledore Draco himself would have seen to it that she never attends Hogwarts again after the holidays. Alas he could do nothing but torment the Mudblood with acts of petty cruelty simply because even his own Father's vast connections had a limit.

The Notebook however did not as you noted the various patrons continuing to look at you in disgust as you decide to deal with this right away.

New Rule: negative views on slavery are discouraged and the idea of punishing a **** is applauded.

Smiling you set the Notebook down and look once more at the Mudblood's proud face, the memory of her punch Third Year still on your mind as an act of pure cruelty appeared in your mind.

"Sit down Mudblood." You command, summoning a chair from one of the nearby tables and placing it beside the "Brightest Witch".

You watched as Hermione sat in the chair in a rather bored, turning the chair so as to face her friend and fellow **** while keeping her legs separated and her arms down to cover her crotch. Looking directly at you with a bored expression you had to admit it was a damn attractive sight as you marveled at her beauty.

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Of course that being said you needed to remind Granger of who's boss as you corrected Miss Granger's position.

"No other way, chest against the back of the chair, legs parallel to the front legs and your arms wrapped around the back." You ordered, the powers of the contract forcing Hermione to do as you were told, albeit reluctantly as you looked at Ginny with a smile before pulling your wand out of your coat pocket and conjuring a whip.

It didn't take a genius to figure out what was about to happen as the Blood Traitor shook her head, trying her best to summon the courage in order to speak out against you. Sadly whatever words she had were stuck in her throat as you handed the whip over to the female Weasley while the Mudblood attempted to rise from her chair.

"DON'T YOU DARE STAND!" You shouted, your voice raised just enough that the Mudblood knew better while the Blood Traitor knew not to resist.

It was perfect as the so called genius attempted to resist your commands as you ordered her to "Stick your ass up."

The **** contract compelled the Mudblood to do as she was told, her attempts to resist it's power pathetic as you knew that a **** contract was incredibly power and Granger knew this as well. Yet still she resisted, a part of you almost felt sorry for the girl as you look towards the Weasley and gave her commands.

"Now the Mudblood has been mistreating me for many years. I want you to spank her until she bleeds." You command, the look of shock evident in both of their eyes as the whip began to crack against Granger's ass.

The thought of showing mercy to the Mudblood began to pop up in your mind as you heard her scream into her gag. Her thong providing the Mudblood something to bite down on and muffle her voice.