Two Tonks Tell a Tale of Tonks' Terrible Tits-Out Time at Hogwarts

"Watchya, girls." Said the clothed Tonks. Her tone was sweet but she had a menacing smile as she eyed up the bodies of the trembling witches before her. "I have been searching this entire prison for you and it is a complete maze. Let me tell you, never ask a depantor for directions; I had to prove to him and at least fifty other onlookers I wan't wearing a bra and I only escaped with my knickers because I let two high ranking wizards and a witch fondle this one," she gestured towards the blushing, naked, Tonks, "Usually human staff aren't allowed to do that, but I authorized her transfer to this prison so technically she is my **** and will do what I want-"

"That is great, Tonks." Interrupted Hermione, "but can you let us out of here? We are sorry about everything that happened, we will make Fred and George pay, but we need our freedom and clothes to do that." She finished with a hopeful smile.

"While you're at it, can you explain why there are two of you?" Ginny, forgetting her predicament, relaxed as she spoke to her old friend and mentor.

"Well of course, Ginny!" Exclaimed Clothed Tonks. "Shut up, you!" She slapped Naked Tonks across the face who looked as if she was about to talk.

"Don't mind her, she knows what happens to her if she misbehaves. You see, this is not me, this is Bellatrix Lestrange. She attempted to transform herself to look like me, without polyjuice potion and then use my face to escape from the ministry. Sadly, as you can see, I caught her.

She is such an infamous witch that the ministry has declared that an auror must be made responsible for her at all times. Mad-Eye and I are sharing the responsibility, having survived a killing curse and falling off a broomstick to escort Harry to the burrow a couple of years ago, he believes this will be a pleasant retirement.

That reminds me, I have told her that if she doesn't obey my every command I will have her hung upside-down in the great hall at Hogwarts with myself, Mad-Eye and her own personal depantor as guards for the rest of her life. I'm hoping the headmaster will start a tradition of making the prefects feed her every evening in front of the whole school."

Naked Tonks broke her silence with a squeal of horror, but shut her mouth quickly when Clothed Tonks looked at her with disapproval.

"So... what details do you need to know about our new cellmate?" Continued Clothed Tonks nonchalantly, "Oh yes, I can't be fulfilling all my auror duties looking after her, so I leave her here for a few days at a time and keep coming back to check up on her and nip any thoughts of escape in the bud. Mad-Eye will supervise the day to day; he has been granted a house in the area recently as a thank you from the ministry for decades of outstanding service - I expect he will be visiting every day.

As her captor I've also been invited to an aurors' convention in Berlin next year, I must of course show her off; every important dark wizard hunter in the world will be attending. Oh, of course, that reminds me, I am also technically your captor. So, I had to pull some strings at the ministry, but I am allowed to take you out for day trips with Bellatrix, too. So if you aren't going to do exactly as I say, you can all be dangled by your nipples in the great hall. I already sorted the paperwork."

"But Tonks!" Hermione screeched, "Ginny and I did nothing wrong, we just kept getting pranked by Fred and George and you were caught in the crossfire. We hoped you had come to let us out."

"What? Never!" laughed Clothed Tonks. "It was you two who left me hanging upside down and tickled by pixies on Dumbledore's birthday and you will suffer the humiliation I felt in front of my colleagues a thousand times over before I let you put clothes on again."

Hermione and Ginny jut sat with their mouths and legs open in horror.

"So, guard, I'm not very familiar with the rules of this prison, aren't female guests allowed to enter the cells and flog the prisoners if they wish?"

"Why of course," grinned the depantor, "in fact, we have a paddle here." Clothed Tonks stepped into the cell with an evil smirk.