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“It has come to my attention that some of the students in this school are not appreciative of the Ministry’s efforts to protect you all,” Umbridge addresses the assembled students after the other teachers and younger years have been escorted out and the doors sealed. “Miss Granger, here, is one of them, and today she will demonstrate what happens to those who defy the Ministry.” Hermione, standing next to her teacher, cannot Solo bear to look out at her peers, and instead keeps her eyes down on the floor. “She is about to receive a caning for which each strike is equal to one point lost by her house this past week. As a Gryffindor, that brings your total up to 132 strikes, isn’t that right, Miss Granger?” At the announcement of exactly what her next punishment will entail, Hermione immediately looks to her Professor in shock. Her body starts shaking in fear at the thought of receiving so many more strikes on her already sorely abused bottom, but she knows better than to show defiance at this point. So, with tears stinging her eyes, Hermione nods. “Yes, Professor Umbridge.” From the Gryffindor table, Hermione instantly hears shouting and protests, to which Umbridge decides to add an additional 18 strikes “for an even 150 strokes.” Gathering her courage, Hermione chances a look out at her classmates. The Gryffindors are still furious, but have quieted down in fear of more strikes being added. The Slytherins—especially the males—seem to be excited, some nearly salivating blonde at what is to come. The Hufflepuff table seems nervous and silent. Many of them look uncomfortable. And the Ravenclaws seem on edge, shuffling in their seats, but also look intrigued. Hermione vainly wonders for a moment if they’re happy to see her get punished; almost as if payback for overshadowing their house in academic performance. “Bend over, Miss Granger. Hands holding the high table,” Professor Umbridge instructs; her tone nearly pleasant. As Hermione walks over to the high table to comply, Umbridge’s voice follows, giving her one final command, and then addressing her audience. “Also, please step out of your skirt. After all, for an effective punishment, there should be as few barriers between the cane and your skin as possible.” Hermione wants to protest, even begins to shake her head, but fears what her teacher’s response would be, so instead does as she is told. With shaky hands Hermione pushes the skirt down her thighs and lets it fall to the floor. She tries to ignore the whispers that follow, but she cannot ignore her teacher. “My, my, Miss Granger, no amateur panties?” Umbridge taunts her, “what a little slut you are.” Hermione, knowing she can’t tell the whole hall that Umbridge demanded she not wear panties, simply does as she is asked. She places her hands on the high table and bends over, sticking out her bum for her punishment, and as soon as she gets into position, she bbw feels the first SMACK against her skin. She squeals from the shock, but remembers to say, “One; thank you, Professor, may I have another?” If it is possible, Umbridge is more brutal with this caning than the previous two. The strikes seem stronger, the pace is quicker, and it seems that she’s hitting a larger area of Hermione’s ass, causing more pain in a larger space. Hermione is openly weeping throughout the punishment, and her screams echo throughout the otherwise silent Great Hall. After fifty strokes, Umbridge pauses, and walks closer to Hermione. Hermione trembles, and moans in pain when she Big Boobs feels two fingers push in and out of her pussy for a moment before Umbridge backs back up and begins the punishment again. After every ten to twenty strikes, Hermione feels Umbridge push her fingers inside her again and fuck her for a minuet before stepping back and whacking her with the cane again. Hermione barely is able to process the intrusions, for she is too busy trying not to forget the count—ninety strokes into the punishment, she is not willing to risk starting over. Hermione doesn’t think her body can take it. Therefore, it comes as quite a shock to the girl when she realizes her body is somehow getting pleasure from this painful and invasive act of abuse. Her face burns with shame when her teacher’s fingers once again enter her pussy and she has to fight a moan of pleasure. 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