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Hermione chose the wrong spell (Patreon)

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2024-04-10 19:53:37
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2026-06
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They were spells with similar names, unfortunately a small mistake cost her dignity.

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David

Just a cleaver wonders art. Thank you for sharing your skills and talents with us. "Ok. This is only a spirit of a snake, so it will not kill me, I hope." Hermione thought. Hour later.... "Shit! This cannot get any worst for me. Just have to wait for the spell to wear off." Hermione prayed that no one would find her like this. "Well. What do we have here girls." one of the Ravenclaw girl says. "And if we were just a few minutes later, you would of free and we would never know about this." "Me and my big mouth." Hermione pleaded for mercy and help free her. "I think we can come up with something a little more permeant. Don't you think girls." Hours later ... Hermione was in one of the long abandon dungeons. She spends hours on the rack with the girls enjoy cropping, tickling, and shocking with their wands as her body was stretched tight. "Thank you for the training with our wands. You been so helpful. But time is short, and the weekend is just beginning so we will have to go. Did you have fun with us. Are you ready for us to take us off the rack since now you all loose and stretched out." Hermione was pleased to hear, "Please release me. I will never bother any of you again. I will never tell anyone of what happen." Hermione pleaded into her ball gag. "Well then. As you wish." Hour later ... The girls of Ravenclaw were leaving for the weekend as one turns to look at Hermione, "Remember we got all the photos. So, we expect to see you every other weekend here for your punishment. Don't dare ever be late." Soon Hermione was alone screaming for the girls not to leave her like this all weekend. Hermione was stripped of all her clothes. She was bound in a lacework of rope to a chair with her arms pulled over the back and her legs open and bound to the legs of the chair. Breast were bound with twine and sporting nipple clamps. A wand was plugged in and magical enchanted to keep her just on the edge of heaven. Her hair was braided with rope and bound to the back of the chair. The glow of the burning fire where her clothes were burning lit up the Mirror of the Future showing her all the fun the girls will have with her. Knowing there was no way to change her fate anytime soon as she now will be a slave every other weekend.