Chapter 5: Rhonda Returns

Rhonda Returns

Rhonda panted heavily next to Alexandria in the carriage, Alexandria had enchanted Rhoda’s panties for the long carriage ride back to Hogwarts University. She had trouble concentrating on anything since the night where Ron ceased to and Rhonda was born. The architect of her mental enslavement was the woman’s whose ankle she was licking with her tongue.

Before...

Rhonda took the ride to reminisce on the past weeks: she was introduced into womanhood shortly after arriving at the ruins of Rookwood Castle, or rather the dungeons of Rookwood castle, the current base of the Rookwood criminal syndicate she inherited. The first days were hell. Rhonda fought with tooth and nail against being turned into a woman, she refused to accept her fate. That is when she felt the awful power of Rookwood’s men, led by Harlowe. She still shivered over her entire body thinking of Harlowe.

Harlowe ordered her to be taken to a back room tied up to a bed. He told her that he was going to make her proper sexpot, that she was going to love every second of what they were going to make her into.

Harlowe told her that he was going to handle her training personally. He had her lay there with a magical dildo that inserted itself in and out of her sex. Rhonda experienced her first orgasms that very night.

After Harlowe was satisfied that she knew what parts of her body gave her pleasure. He let her off to bed, which at first Rhonda thought was a kindness. Until Harlowe went to work to change, truly change who she was. Every masculine mannerism and impulse painstakingly robbed from her.

He wanted to start changing everything he did not like organically. Rhonda found out the first time he swung his arms wrong that she would get punished. The first days she experienced a litany of curses cast by that monster. He found any excuse to torture her. If she walked too manly, he would slap her silly then take her to the back to her room and proceed to cast one painful curse after another until Rhonda was a shivering mess.

In the end, Harlowe made sure she walked like a true fucktoy on legs, a gait that invited all who saw to come and take her. She had become a wet dream

Alexandria arrived shortly after and bought a variety of clothes for Rhonda, most notably high heels shoes. Rhonda was made to prance around their camp in a variety of fuck me pumps, none shorter than four inches. Alexandria always gave her the most whorish makeup and ordered that she wore it always.

In the end the men cast a replenishing charm on her makeup: when it got smeared it would redo itself. The taste of lipstick on her lips was so foreign when she was brought to that castle, now it was her identity. She would lick her lips periodically, another mannerism reinforced at the end of Harlowe’s wand.

The lessons quickly worked as Rhonda now had a permanent seductive sway to her gait. She could not walk like a man now if she tried, nor would she want to, her ass swaying walk was part of who she was now.

Harlowe was such a perfectionist, he did not just want Rhonda to follow orders for general sex. He wanted her to become the most lustful thing on two legs. He trained her to every minute detail of her being.

For example, Harlowe would torture her if she did not rub her legs seductively when she sat down. She did not mind at all because she loved the way her legs felt, smooth and soft. After a couple of slipups where Rhonda forgot to rub her legs, Harlowe pounced and tortured poor Rhonda. A couple of long sessions in Harlowe’s favorite torture center and she was corrected. The result was an eager Rhonda who loved to rub her legs and anything else to get your attention on her them. She did it without even thinking now.

The next thing she was extensively trained in, was fellatio. She never sucked a dick in her life before being taken by Alexandria. Harlowe gave her an intense education on cocksucking. He made her rub herself whenever she did it too. Rhonda learned how to masturbate at the same time she learned to suck dick.

She spent the next days with her hand rubbing furiously on her sex, and the dark wizards lining up and slapping her face with their cocks, to which Rhonda responded by sliding her lips around them and sucking like her life depended on it.

If she did not give the most earnest effort she was taken to the back and corrected with Harlowe’s wand. After the first few takings, you would think she was going to die unless she properly polished the boys’ hammers.

Rhonda was terrified of him by that point and would apologize profusely for any wrong that Rhonda thought she made. Begging him to not torture her, even offering to suck his dick if he did not torture her. Sometimes Rhonda only thought she did something wrong, to which she would beg Harlowe, who would accept the blowjob for an offense he had no intention of enforcing. Rhonda was enforcing rules for herself, moreover, ensuring all that matter was Harlowe’s sadistic will.

Rhonda gave blowjobs nonstop.

When she got comfortable with sucking cock, Harlowe added conditions: He would torture her if she did not moan in pleasure when she sucked dick.

When she learned that; they made her learn to swallow every drop of cum;

When she learned that, they made her learn to hold and display the cum in her mouth to the person who just came.

She would hold it until given permission to swallow it all.

Then when Harlowe was satisfied that she learned to suck dick with the best of whores of the Highlands, he took her for the final oral training to the back. The last and most painful lesson was when Harlowe taught her to deepthroat his massive cock.

She struggled mightily to let it slide that deep in her gullet, but Harlowe would not be denied. It was then she learned to genuinely fear Harlowe. He delighted in torture and during that lesson he took his sadism to another level.

Rhonda left those training sessions a changed woman. Their days alone together made Rhonda run to deepthroat his cock whenever she got the chance, lest the torture would begin anew. She would be so scared he would torture her She would loudly beg to deepthroat his cock, constantly.

Harlowe, satisfied with her, effort decided to finish off Rhonda’s fight once and for all. That is when she was truly dicked down. Harlowe enchanted his own cock, and began to fuck Rhonda senseless, until she was a panting piece of fuckmeat who loved being his cumdump.

That was how her first week ended, with Rhonda’s legs spread wide while her body was being pounded by Harlowe. The sight of her heels facing the ceiling seemed so normal it was almost a fixture at the Feldcroft ruins.

Rhonda came hard so many times on his cock she accidently blurted out “she loved Harlowe.” Harlowe smiled evilly knowing he had her now. She left those training sessions a woman in every way. The masculinity that existed when she was Ron was no more, even in thought, every thought was overtly feminine. She even masturbated when she was alone on the thought of her Master thrusting deep into her body and rearranging her guts. Those sessions left Rhonda talking exactly like a woman, not just in tone but in manner.

That is when Harlowe, opened Rhonda up to the men with his wand trained on her if she did not perform exactly to his standards. The men fucked Rhonda. She was not as enthusiastic with the men as she was for Harlowe. Rhonda did not devour their cocks with her body like she did Harlowe.

Unfortunately, she relaxed slightly because she thought she was not in the presence of Harlowe.

He promptly reintroduced her to some more torture sessions. Harlowe made sure she knew he would torture her at the slightest relaxation in her wanton duties. After two sessions Rhonda threw herself at any cock she could find at the castle, anything to avoid a correction session with Harlowe. For three days every waking second of Rhonda’s existence was to find cock and cum at every opportunity. Rhonda’s whole existence was to avoid pain.

Then when Alexandria returned, she put her touches on Rhonda, adding pleasure to the mix. The added element was a total mindfuck for poor Rhonda. Alexandria brought with her a whole box of some milky white liquid. Rhonda melted when Alexandria was around, her pleasure concoctions and charms were a perceived kindness that impacted Rhonda like a meteor strike.

Alexandria made Rhonda drink her potions before every meal. They always felt divine. After taking the potions she loved the way her body felt, when those big strong men slid their hands up and down her skin.

It felt so right to have her legs around the hips of those strong men, she never thought in her life she would be so attracted to strong arms. Especially when they picked her up.

She even began to love the taste of their cocks when they slammed into her mouth. She loved cumming for them. Rhonda’s entire thought process changed when Alexandria brought pleasure into the mix. She did not fuck the men because she was going to get tortured, she fucked them because their dicks felt so amazing. She loved being their whore.

The next two weeks were a Hedonistic journey of carnal bliss for Rhonda. She had accepted the life of fucking and cumming her brains out. She even got excited about the clothes she wore. The way the men looked at her when she wore them. The silent lust that followed her everywhere made her stomach turn. Most of all the Rhonda learned that the more cock she had: the more of a guarantee she would not have to be tortured by Master Harlowe.

Then the day of the University Quidditch Championship arrived. That is when Harlowe had his great idea. He retrieved her and made her try on various outfits, and pose sexy for him, to walk around, pirouette and model for him. When he found the ensemble he liked, he had her dress in it then told her to come with him.

That was the first night she whored herself out.

After that night, Harlowe would have Rhonda go to various villages in the surrounding area and pimp her out to wizards and some witches for a couple of hours. Harlowe upped his attention to her seductive techniques. Rhonda’s was surprised by how much he knew about how to be a seductive woman. Then it hit her, that Harlowe’s attention to detail was from experience.

Rhonda knew she was not his first whore he pimped, but he was her first pimp.

Now she was on the carriage back to the place of her fall, or her birth depending on how you look at it.

Slytherin Manor

Common Room.

The first thing Rhonda heard was a commanding voice of the women who did this her, “If you drop one plate slut, I am going to tie you up and make you free use in the middle of campus,” Zyriel barked, slapping Ginny’s butt with her crop.

“Oh, Thank you Mistress for correcting your bitch.” Ginny moaned out in such a lustful manner it sounded like she was about to cum.

Zyriel had a crop in her hand and currently had her heels propped up on the back of a kneeling Ginny Weasley who was naked save for a pair of Crimson colored fuck me pumps. She had a mask over her eyes and was panting heavily. Hermione was behind her also on all fours, her face buried deep in Ginny’s pussy licking her for all it was worth.

The clicking of heels heralded the arrival of Rhonda and her Mistress Alexandria.

The first Slytherins that saw her almost fainted from the shock at looking at her. Others’ jaw hit the floor. She had more curves than her sister, Ginny, who was serving as a footstool to Zyriel, the woman who defeated her. Rhonda’s outfit was a spectacle all in its own. The dress she wore was tight and revealing, hugging every curve of Rhonda’s body, and leaving little to the imagination.

It was a deep shade of crimson, matching the color of her high heels, and seemed to shimmer in the light. The heels themselves were sky-high and accentuated her long legs, making her appear taller and more powerful. It left little to the imagination, with its plunging neckline and high slit on the side. The overall effect was seductive and alluring.

“Good lord, Weasley. You are one hot piece of fuckable meat. I am going to enjoy you more than your sister over there.” Draco called out, which caused the other Slytherins in the room to erupt in laughter. Rhonda could only lower her head and blush submissively.

“What is the matter slut, have anything to say for yourself?”, Draco taunted. Alexandria had a huge smirk on her face and simply responded.

“He is the first. Make me proud, pet” Alexandria commanded. Rhonda’s orders were to seduce anyone she was told to, and short of that have as many as the Slytherins as she could, showcasing everything that was learned. If she did not perform up to specifications, Harlowe would arrive and correct it.

“No, Master Malfoy, this fuckslut, has nothing to say for herself, for such a strong, powerful, pureblood” Rhonda rumbled seductively, slowly, and erotically walking to Draco. Draco for his part was about to make another taunt when he caught sight of her body and pursed his lips.

“Like what you see Master?” Rhonda asked in a soft voice licking her lips to whisper just inches from his.

“I do.” Malfoy said softly extending his hand to her hips pulling her closer.

Rhonda reciprocated by leaning in and pulling a slow suckle from Draco’s lips, moaning softly while she did it. Draco’s eyes got wide and returned the kiss sliding his tongue into hers. His hands started roaming all over her ass and Rhonda let it happen.

“Oh, my that is a lovely cock Master? I bet it is delicious.”

Rhonda seductively purred. She sounded like a porn star in heat and all Slytherins’ attention all went to her.

“Well, that figures, you Weasley’s want to go to your proper place. Serving your betters. “Get down on your knees bitch it is time to taste my cock.” Draco growled.

“Yes Daddy” Rhonda groaned out blushing deep red biting her lip as she said it.

“Fish out Daddy’s cock, whore.” Draco said sadistically, leering at Rhonda who was on her knees below him. Rhonda moaned out and nodded extending her dainty manicured hands to his pants and undoing them, lowering his underwear until his rock-hard cock plopped out just mere inches from her lips. She did not hesitate to be told what to do next, sliding her cock enthusiastically between her lips, while her hand thrusted into her sex wantonly.

“Holy fuck, Ron ... Rhonda ... you really love cock!” Draco said groaning out the second Rhonda’s lips suctioned his cock.

She slipped off his cock for a moment to answer him looking him directly in the eye, “More than anything in the world daddy, thank you for letting me suck your cock” Rhonda declared lustfully like a true bimbo.

“Holy shit, she is really going to town on his dick!” Belladonna exclaimed in astonishment.

“Fuck, you feel good.” Draco uttered in a guttural voice. Rhonda sucked harder moaning right on Draco’s twitching cock. His pre-cum was already sliding down her throat. She suckled slightly hard at his shaft as her soft hands rubbed his balls.

“Of fuck! I am cumming! Shit! Yes!” Draco screamed out grabbing Rhonda’s hair and pressing it against his cock. Rhonda expertly grabbed hold of his ass cheeks for support. She opened her throat like she was trained and took all his cum. Then without even being told Rhonda sat on her heels and looked up to Draco and opened her mouth to show him his cum still pooled in the basis of her mouth.

“Oh showing me the load I gave you.” Draco said kind of surprise gave a glance to Alexandria in appreciation, he was impressed.

“She will hold it until you give her permission to swallow” Alexandria declared proudly. Zyriel arched an
eyebrow at her fellow witch as if to say, impressive.

Draco looked Alexandria and then down to Rhonda who had a full load of cum pooled in her mouth open.

“You like the taste of my cum, Weasley?” Draco asked.

Rhonda blushed and nodded slowly up and down and even try to give a reply, “Ahhh Uh uh Dahdah”

Draco gave a celebratory first pump to Alexandria. He was about to order Rhonda to swallow it when Zyriel intervened.

“Don’t have her swallow.” Zyriel barked out. Everyone looked in her direction. They saw Zyriel leaning down with a handful of Hermione’s hair in her hand, she was forcing Hermione to look at Rhonda’s performance.

“Mmm ... told you he was not a man. Like you, Rhonda did not know her rightful place, at our feet serving as our sluts. Now go over there and give her a long kiss. If she swallows a drop of that cum, I am going to get my Venomous Tentacular whip out, and I am not going to give you the antidote right away.”

Hermione was trembling in fear. The sight of her boyfriend as a girl basically raping Draco, in a passionate voice, a voice he never had for her, the act was a nail through the heart even after all this time. Zyriel knew it and wanted to pounce on it.

“Yes Mistress...” Hermione crawled on her hands and knees over to Rhonda who was still holding Draco’s cum. She then pulled Rhonda close and pulled a long slow suckle. She then started to try and lap Draco’s cum from Rhonda’s mouth.

Rhonda reciprocated pulling Hermione’s head down so she could feed her Draco’s cum like a bird into Hermione’s mouth. Hermione moaned in excitement; the woman was being turned on by this supreme humiliation.

“Well sluts, how do you like my cum” Draco said looking down at the kneeling pair.

“I love your cum, Daddy, thank you” Rhonda said smiling ear to ear.

“Thank you for your cum, Master” Hermione uttered in a broken voice.

“That was simply exquisite Sister. She is so eager too” Zyriel said in approval. Ginny for her part was blushing bright red. Hearing what was going on but not seeing.

Draco was already enchanting his cock. When the former couple in front of him were feeding each other his cum. Hermione gave a disgusted look at the total harlot that was her boyfriend., now a sexpot brimming with lust. She was a living randy porn star. Hermione thought why in the hell did I date such a weakling.? Mistress was right, she did not need him.

“Now Rhonda, I want you to strip off all your clothes, leave the heels on though.” Zyriel casually ordered.

“Hermione, get back to being on all fours, face Rhonda!”

With a commanding tone, Zyriel’s voice sliced through the room like a cold blade. Rhonda responded immediately, swaying her hips in a slow, seductive rhythm as she shed her tight dress with practiced ease. Each movement was calculated and precise, revealing hints of smooth skin and curves that elicited desire from anyone watching.

She licked her lips, playing into the sultry persona she had been trained to embody by Harlowe and the rest of the Feldcraft crew. As each layer of lingerie fell away, Rhonda’s body became a masterpiece of sensuality and temptation, until she stood before them in all her naked glory.

The air was thick with desire and anticipation as she prepared for the next step in her seduction. Rhonda was curvier than Ginny, the spell made her a woman with ample cleavage and a curvy body. She was more round and slightly softer than her younger sister still on all fours serving for a footstool.

Zyriel bit her lips at the sight of Rhonda performing a striptease. “I am not going to lie Rhonda, that was fucking hot, babe.” Fucking brilliant job Lexi, bloody brilliant” Exclaimed in an excited tone of admiration.

“I have to admit this was one of Harlowe’s better pieces of work, he took great care in training her every movement, her every mannerism to the tiniest of details, he did a fucking amazing job.” Alexandria declared to no one in particular.

Zyriel face lit up as she called out to her fellow witch,”I got a hot idea sis.”

Zyriel did not wait for a response and just started barking commands.

“Hey bitch, crawl up here you are needed! Crap, I forgot I blinded you...” Zyriel thought for second and answered her own question.

“Nope not going to take it off, that is your punishment for cumming without permission, my naughty little sexy bitch.”

She then looked across the room and saw another Slytherin that had proved worthy,

“Astoria would you be a dear and grab her leash and walk her up here” Zyriel commanded.

“Absolutely Z, she is so much sexier as our pet. I get so wet looking at them all the time. I am so jealous.” Astoria said with a smirk on her face.

“Come on, our sweet little bitch, come crawl over here you are needed.”

Astoria mocked turning her heel and pulling her leash towards the couple kneeling on all fours. Astoria guided Ginny to a spot directly in between Hermione and Rhonda, Astoria positioned her to be perpendicular to the other slaves on all fours. Leaving Rhonda and Hermione to look at each other over the form of Ginny, who had Rhonda on one side of her, and Hermione on the other side.

“Good, my footstool has returned.” Zyriel announced to no one in particular. “A very sexy sight, my three playthings all together for this reunion, we just need one final touch, and we can begin this party in earnest!”