[HP Translation] Ginny's Punishment

Ginny sat at Snape's desk, watching him write on a piece of parchment.

This is actually a fairly normal thing to do.Whenever Ginny came to his office for detention, he would make her sit there and wait for him to finish what needed to be done.

Ginny used these opportunities to observe him freely.

He frowned, and the lines on his forehead stood out.He scowled angrily.It wouldn't be normal if he wasn't sullen.Even when they were making love, he would look down at her scowling, and on the rare occasions, he would enter her from behind.

The only time Ginny saw Snape not scowling was when he fell on top of her after making out with her.He looked relaxed - even calm.It took Ginny a while to realize that when he made out with her, that was probably the only time he felt the pressure go off.

Snape didn't seem to mind her observing him.Maybe letting her observe him would make him feel like he had some kind of power over her.

Regardless, Ginny had learned long ago not to let his need for such power bother her.All she cares about is that they each get what they need.When it was all over, when the war was over, she would be with Harry, and he would die or go to jail.

But something told Ginny that Snape wasn't going to have the dark fate he or anyone else thought he had.Despite his rough treatment of her, she knew he wasn't an evil man -- cranky, possessive, a jerk, but not evil.

Snape finally put down the quill and stood up.

"Come here," he said, walking to his private room.

Ginny sighed, picked up her schoolbag, and followed him.

"Good night, Genevieve," said Dumbledore warmly in his portrait.

"Good night, Headmaster," Ginny said over her shoulder.

Ginny couldn't believe that Dumbledore had accepted what Snape had done to her so easily.Maybe he knew how Snape felt about the relationship and she didn't.

In any case, she was glad he wasn't eyeing her disapprovingly.

Snape stood at the door of his private room, arms folded, waiting for her to enter.

Ginny picked up her pace and finally entered the room.

She put her schoolbag on the floor by the door and stood there, waiting where he would want her.

Snape pointed to the desk, then began to undo his cloak.

Ginny stood and took off her robes.She let them fall to the floor and stood on the desk, waiting for him to finish what he was doing.

Snape was halfway through his robes when he cursed and grabbed his arm.

Ginny's stomach sank when she realized what had happened.His Dark Mark was burning.

Before Snape could say anything to her, a piece of parchment flew out of his desk drawer.The quill on the table dipped itself in ink and began to write.

Ginny watched in horror as the message appeared.

Bring your beautiful red fur toy.This is an order - not a request.

When the quill finished writing, the parchment flew to Snape.

Snape read the note, cursing again.

Putting it down, he went into his room.Seconds later, he appeared in Death Eater robes and a Death Eater mask.

He grabbed her roughly by the arm and led her into his private bedroom.

This is the first time Ginny has entered here.

Snape avoided the bed when they made out, which was why she never entered a room beyond his private office.

While it's hot, she doesn't have time to appreciate the neat, masculine layout.He immediately dragged her towards a heavy door at the end of the room.

He opened the door and dragged her in.

They started walking down a dark corridor.

Ginny struggled to keep up with his stride.

Suddenly, her brain itched slightly.

Someone is spying on us.This is the only way the Dark Lord will know about our relationship.I am very cautious about our relationship.

Ginny wasn't startled by the sudden voice in her head.Because when Snape refused to cast silent spells around them and they had to keep quiet, he had occasionally used Legilimency on her a few times.

She couldn't help rolling her eyes at his spy suspicion.Snape was far from cautious when it came to making out with her.

Sometimes, when she went to class, he would find a dark corner to possess her.Sometimes, he would possess her on the stairs leading to his office.

Sometimes, he would find an empty classroom and let her ride him on the teacher's chair.

Even Neville had commented on how Snape watched her while eating, how much detention she'd spent with him.

She's actually rather surprised it took them so long to find out.

Ginny felt Snape's hand grip her arm tightly, and he stopped in the dark corridor.

She looked up at him suspiciously, and he looked at her in surprise.

Am I really that careless?

Ginny nodded briefly.

Pursing his lips together, he gripped her arm even tighter and began pulling her through the dark hallway again.

After a few seconds, they came outside.

Pressing her to his chest, they Apparated to the Dark Lord's lair.

Ginny was not surprised to find that the Dark Lord's lair was a manor.

Welcome to Malfoy Manor.

Ginny rolled her eyes.It was even less surprising to her than that the Dark Lord had a manor as his lair.

Snape dragged her up the long drive.Three times he knocked at the huge double doors.

The door opens automatically.On the other side is a house-elf with a pair of hollow eyes.

It carried them soundlessly through the estate.

Ginny couldn't help but be dumbfounded by her surroundings.The entrance hall has marble floors, elegant sculptures and a huge ceiling.There's even the possibility of an elegant spiral staircase leading to an intimate part of the estate.

Before Ginny could explore any more, she and Snape were led into a dark corridor.

Ginny folded her arms, goosebumps forming on her skin.Her thin, cheap robes didn't help her against the cold air of Malfoy's dungeon.But it made her more anxious.It was the first time she had faced Tom Riddle since she was 11 years old.She wondered if she was ready to face him again.

We are almost there.Keep your head down and only raise it when commanded.If he talks and wants you to talk to him, always address him as "my lord".

Ginny was starting to feel even more overwhelmed.God, after all these years she was able to face her mother again, and Snape was only helping her so little.

The house-elf stopped in front of a large wooden door and disappeared.

Snape didn't open the door right away.Instead, he faced Ginny, his face blank.

He doesn't look like the Tom Riddle you know.He sold his soul to the devil and paid the price.If you can live with him for a year, you can live with him for a while.

Turning around, he grabbed her arm and walked in.

Ginny was still in shock.What he added to her was not obvious.

However, she had no time to marvel at his rare compliment.As soon as they walked through the door, they were surrounded by a group of Death Eaters.

Seeing being surrounded by so many dangerous people, Ginny lowered her head to avoid running out of the manor.

She could hear the jeers and rude comments they made at her, but she just closed her eyes, wishing she could get out of the manor alive.

"Ah, Severus. I'm glad you followed my orders."

At the sound, Ginny felt as if ice was rubbing against her back.

It was a high-pitched sound—a whine, you might say.

As she continued walking, she couldn't help raising her head.

Seeing him, she immediately lowered her head.She couldn't get the image out of her mind.

Snape was right.This evil lord was not the Tom Riddle she knew from the diary.He was pale, as if he were another creature.He has no nose, no hair, and his lips are so thin they barely exist.He still wears elegant robes, and people adore him.

Snape finally stopped before Voldemort's throne and forced her to kneel with him.

"So this is the student I've heard about from my trusted spy. Tell me, Severus, does she feel as good as she looks?" he asked.

"Yes, Master. She's much better," said Snape resignedly.

Voldemort laughed, and his shrill laughter pierced Ginny's soul.

"I hear you are not playing very kindly. Several of my most loyal servants have asked for a tasting, which you have very flatly refused."

"I am a very selfish man, my lord. Those fools have no right to touch my toys."

Suddenly, Snape was no longer holding on to Ginny's arm.Ginny watched in horror as he writhed on the ground, occasionally grunting in pain.

Eventually, he lay motionless on the floor.

Ginny bit her lip, hoping he'd be on his feet soon.

"You have no right to decide what my trusted servant is worth."

Snape started moving again.

"Thank you for your punishment, my lord. I didn't deserve it," Snape said hoarsely, falling to his knees.

Suddenly, Voldemort turned his attention to Ginny.

It took all of Ginny's willpower not to flinch from his bright red eyes.

She could feel Voldemort looking at her memories, mostly centered on her sexual relationship with Snape.He was particularly interested in the memory Harry had imprinted on her after sneaking into Hogwarts and Snape.

Voldemort finally wrenched out of her thoughts, laughing shrillly again at his discovery.

Ginny held her head and began to have a headache.

"However, I'd rather let you keep your own toy, Severus. After all, she's Potter's girlfriend, and I'm sure he wouldn't want to find out she was your toy."

"Thank you, my lord. I do not deserve such a generous gift," said Snape, his voice gaining strength at last.

"In order for you to keep her to yourself, you must show me how grateful you are for my gift to you."

Even though Ginny's headache made her dizzy, she noticed Voldemort pointed his wand at Snape, and after a few seconds Snape stood up as if he had never been hit by his master.

"How can I express my gratitude to you, my lord?" Snape asked.

Voldemort smiled.Seeing this scene, Ginny forgot the pain in her head.God, this evil man shouldn't be smiling.

"Play with your toys, Severus."

Ginny felt like she was going to throw up.She might be a Gryffindor, but she knew how to read undertones.

"Of course, my lord." Snape said with his head down.

Voldemort just pointed at Ginny, and settled back comfortably on his throne.

The Death Eaters who had been watching everything in silence began to speak again.

They started yelling obscenities, telling Snape what they wanted to see.

Snape ignored what they were saying and turned to Ginny.

He pulled her up. He took off her long hug immediately, and Ginny wanted to beg him to make things as easy as possible, but she couldn't feel his presence.He just looked at her as if she was just an object.

After taking off her robe, he began to unbutton her blouse.

Ginny closed her eyes as the reality of what had happened overwhelmed her.

She knew getting involved with Snape might not have been her best decision, but she didn't think it would make her make out with the brunette in front of all his fellow Death Eaters and Voldemort,

Cold air hit her newly exposed skin.

Her breasts were suddenly exposed for all the malicious Death Eaters watching.

Snape watched and let her skirt and panties slide down her legs.

The humiliation hit Ginny in the gut like a fist.

Tears began to flow from the eyes.

She gave Snape her body to make his life more meaningful.

She made no pact with him to show before his master and mates.

Snape pushed Ginny down to his knees and began to unbutton his trousers.

Ginny closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears.

There is no point in crying.

First, she had to endure the humiliation of Snape "playing" the ritual with her in front of his Master.

Cry later.

She opened her eyes to see Snape unbuttoning his trousers.

His half-hard cock was exposed.

"Lick," he ordered.

Closing her eyes again, she took the tip in her mouth and began to lick.

Immediately he began to thrust into her throat.Ginny swallowed, swallowed her movements.

It didn't surprise her that Snape was fully aroused in no time.

There were a few times when Snape got tired of foreplay and her sucking would give him a full erection in seconds.

Snape's breathing changed, and he moaned softly as her tongue caressed him.

Ginny had been trained enough to know that he liked her teeth brushing lightly against his erection, that he liked the special attention she gave to the veins that protruded from the thin skin, that he liked her tongue licking the top of the cunt. Knowing that he liked her focus on the top, knowing that he enjoyed the way she watched his pants lightly grip his balls.

Before long, Snape felt he needed to take control.

Grabbing her hair, he pressed her head toward his groin.

He held her head still and began to thrust into her face, his head thrown back as the pleasure consumed him.

Ginny's jaw was starting to ache, but she knew it was a bad idea to try to stop him from coming.

She opened her eyes and looked up.

From experience, that was what he wanted to see.

Snape looked down at her, cursed, and began to pick up speed.

Ginny couldn't help moaning at his roughness.

In any case, he trained her to enjoy the body he humiliated her.

Her lower body twitched with desire.

It took all her willpower not to rub herself in front of those Death Eaters.

The truth was, the orders the Death Eaters gave them made Ginny wetter.

God, she wanted to touch her clit so she could get some pointers on how to play with it better.

The whole situation made her feel even more humiliated and ashamed.

Being used as an object can still feel desire, what kind of person is she?

Suddenly, Snape froze. He pushed her head into his groin and shot into her mouth.

Ginny tried to swallow it all, but he came so much that some came out of the corner of her mouth.

Snape thrust in a few more times, then pulled out.

Ginny couldn't hold back the tears again. She knew Voldemort was watching and would show Harry later with Legilimency.

God, she hoped that Harry would think Voldemort was stabbing him and not actually show the actual picture.

She wished it was over, because Voldemort hadn't said anything, but Snape was far from over.

He knelt down, taller than Ginny despite being in the same position.

Snape gently pushed her to the ground, leaving her legs wide open, Ginny didn't understand what he was going to do, the only reason Snape had done it before was to make love to her.

He'd just had an orgasm, and she didn't know why he was opening her up like that, other than to show her to everyone.

Snape faced her lower body.

Ginny's eyes widened when she realized what he was about to do.

Snape had never given her oral sex before.

He's just focused on his own fun, and the fact that she orgasms most of the time is just luck.

Maybe she's enjoying the fact that he doesn't care about her pleasure, a little deliriously.

Snape parted her pussy lips and began licking her clit.

Ginny felt liquid pleasure welling up her stomach.

She had no idea it could feel so... so good.

Snape continued, one of his slender fingers reaching into her groin, curling up to touch her G-spot.

Ginny arched her back and ran her hands through Snape's hair.

She began to press her hips against his mouth, and her orgasm came sooner than she expected.

In fact, the pleasure in her stomach was heightened by the fact that there were many pairs of eyes watching her.

Feeling the humiliation and pleasure begin to coalesce into a ball of desire, burning watching her belly, she began to cry again from the humiliation and pleasure.

Snape added a second finger, then a third at her begging,

It hurt a little to stretch her lower body, but the pain was so good!

Snape moved his fingers faster, then bit her clit.

Ginny let out a scream and found herself orgasming in Snape's mouth, ecstasy squeezing her all the way through the tremors.

She let go of Snape's hair and fell to the ground, trying to catch her breath.

She barely noticed that Snape climbed up on top of her and thrust his re-erected cock into her.

Snape began to thrust violently inside her, draping her legs over his shoulders so everyone could see his cock moving inside her, his face buried in her hair.

Together they shut out the world and reach their climax again.

When it was finally over and Voldemort let them go,

Numbly, Ginny put on her clothes again.

She waited to see Snape take her wrist again.

When they had safely left Malfoy Manor and returned to Hogwarts, Ginny said nothing to Snape, and went straight to her room to reflect on the night.