Umbridge is sitting at her desk grading papers with a bright pink quill. “Please strip off your clothes and put them in your bag, Miss Granger,” she instructs without looking at her. “Then place your bag in the cabinet to your left.” Tears fall down her face as Hermione complies with the order, using last night’s ‘dress code’ as a guide. Her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties are unceremoniously shoved in her bookbag as she removes them, and then she walks over to the cabinet Umbridge had indicated and places the bag inside it. “Your shoes too, please,” Umbridge calls out. Hermione bends down to take off her shoes, her face flushing as she realizes what sort of view she is giving Brunette to her teacher. HD Porn She places her shoes in the cabinet as well and closes it, walking back to stand in front of Professor Umbridge in only her socks and her red and gold Gryffindor tie. When Umbridge finally looks up, Hermione watches as she licks her lips and smiles cruelly at her. “What a lovely sight you are, bared before me.” Lust shines in her teacher’s eyes as they look over her abused body. “The blood and cum dried on your thighs, the handprint bruises on your tits, cowgirl and the marks from the cane on your arse are a really lovely look on you, don’t you agree?” Hermione knows the answer Umbridge wants, and gives it to her, despite the revulsion she feels at the idea of complying once more. “Yes, Professor,” she responds, shame welling up inside her stomach as she nods her head. Umbridge stands up and beckons Hermione over to her and Hermione, fearful of any additional punishments, obeys. 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