Day 1)

"Welcome to your new home, muddy." Bellatrix said cheerfully, looking down at the bound form of Hermione Granger on the floor as she stowed her wand away.

The battle of Hogwarts had been intense and those loyal to the Dark Lord had taken plenty of losses. But at the end of the night, most of the defenders in the castle were killed, including the Potter boy. Some defenders had been captured instead, and Bellatrix had been delighted to find out that the Granger girl had survived with minor injuries. The mudblood had been among the spoils divvied up among the victors, and Bellatrix had wasted no time in snapping up the girl for herself.

Truth be told, Bellatrix had always had a slight fascination with the Granger girl. Mudbloods were supposed to be stupid and unworthy of magic, and yet this one seemed quite capable. It was obviously a fluke, and either way, Bellatrix was quite looking forward to bringing the mudblood down a peg or two (hundred) now that the mudblood was solidly in her grasp once more.

Oh yes, Bellatrix had big plans for the mudblood. Although she had broken many, many prisoners in her time, she had never really had the opportunity to piece them back together. Bellatrix was quite curious to see what she could turn this bookish, prudish, moralistic mudblood into now that she had the girl at her mercy. Torture, isolation, and humiliation were great tools for grinding a person down, but could they also build them back up once their past selves had been stripped away from them? Bellatrix and the mudblood would find out together.

Bellatrix had put the mudblood in a Full Body-Bind Curse once the girl had been transferred into her possession. Some might have lazily stopped there, thinking that was all that was necessary to keep a prisoner secured. But Bellatrix believed in being thorough. She also wrapped the mudblood in conjured ropes before taking her along with Side-Along Apparition, and as for further efforts to keep the mudblood from talking...

"Mmfggrr!" Hermione said in the floor of the entrance hall of the Lestrange Estate with a furious look on her face, her mouth having been filled with a worn pair of Bellatrix's own wadded up knickers.

"You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, muddy. But don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to learn how to behave. All the time in the world, in fact." Bellatrix said with relish, already imagining the fun times ahead.

"Gemma! Koko!" Bellatrix said to seemingly no one, crossing her arms as she waited.

A moment later, two female house elves appeared in the room with a loud crack. They immediately knelt in front of Bellatrix, as they had been taught. Proper obedience was always nice to behold, and Bellatrix was quite keen to see if she could instill the same level of obedience in the Granger girl.

"Take this mudblood outside and give her a good scrubbing. Burn those filthy clothes she's wearing and bring her up to my room when you're done." Bellatrix ordered imperiously.

"Yes, Mistress Black." The house elves intoned in unison.

The house elves disappeared from the room with a crack, using their own brand of magic to take the bound Granger girl along with them. A few moments later, Bellatrix smiled as she heard a muffled shriek of surprise from outside the manor. So they had remembered to bathe the mudblood with freezing water as Bellatrix had told them to earlier. Good. Very good.

Bellatrix sat down on her bed and waited impatiently for the Granger girl to be brought before her. Although it took too long for her taste, eventually, the house elves dragged the mudblood inside her room and deposited the girl in front of Bellatrix before vanishing. The mudblood was naked and shivering, even through the weakening effects of the Full Body-Bind Curse. Bellatrix was amused that the house elves hadn't removed the pair of black knickers that had been wedged into the mudblood's mouth for hours now.

"Didn't like your bath, muddy? If you're a good girl, you'll get a warm one next time." Bellatrix offered as she dragged the Granger girl up onto her bed.

Bellatrix straddled the mudblood on the bed and closely inspected her. Now that the Granger girl had been healed and scrubbed clean, she looked prettier than she had when Bellatrix had first claimed her. That was good. Next, Bellatrix looked down at the mudblood's breasts. Very decently sized. The mudblood had been practically hiding them in that loose outfit she had worn.

"Nice tits, muddy. Did those boys you were traveling with ever get to feel them?" Bellatrix asked idly as she fondled the mudblood's breasts.

"Mhrgphr!" Hermione growled indistinctly around Bellatrix's wadded up knickers.

"Oh? So you didn't slut it up with them? I find that hard to believe. Let's see the proof, shall we?" Bellatrix said with interest, now looking down at the mudblood's pussy.

The Full Body-Bind Curse had weakened still further, as the mudblood was actually able to clamp her legs together before Bellatrix could get a closer look. That wouldn't do. Bellatrix slapped the mudblood hard across the face before pulling out her wand. A simple movement was all that was required to overpower the mudblood's body, forcing her legs apart and leaving her pussy quite exposed. A small, trimmed patch of brown hair was down there. It looked alright, but Bellatrix preferred her pet to be smooth and hairless. She could remove the hair painlessly, but where would the fun in that be? Bellatrix raised her wand once more and twirled it in circles around the mudblood's pussy. Once she was sure that her spell had covered the area completely, she yanked her wand back with a harsh motion, thereby ripping every follicle of hair out by the root.

"MHHRRRRRRRR!" Hermione screamed around her makeshift gag, her eyes filling with tears.

Bellatrix found herself becoming wet at the sight. Dealing pain to men was just business for her, but there was something undeniably exciting about making another woman suffer. The feeling she got from making the mudblood scream was intoxicating. But Bellatrix had to remind herself not to go too far. There had to be something left with which to rebuild the Granger girl after she had been broken down.

"Let that be a lesson to you, muddy. In the future, if I want to see your pussy, you keep your legs open." Bellatrix warned, now bending down to examine the Granger girl's most intimate area.

The mudblood's pussy was nicely shaped, appeared tight, and was much more appealing now that it was free from that brown hair above it. Bellatrix inserted a finger and was pleased to find out that the Granger girl was still a virgin. That didn't mean that her taunts had to cease, however. Degrading a woman as a slut and a whore was useful at stripping away their pride, in Bellatrix's experience.

"Didn't let them in here, huh? So you just used your mouth, then? Tell me muddy, who did you blow first?" Bellatrix asked idly, now concentrating on rubbing the Granger girl's clit, trying to get it to poke out.

The mudblood didn't answer. She was looking at Bellatrix with absolute hatred on her face. Bellatrix had to smile at that. So the Granger girl had more spirit than she thought. It would be that much more fun to break.

"Hmm, the Potter boy, I would expect. Famous and all. I bet you were only too glad to get on your knees for him." Bellatrix said with a laugh as she kept rubbing.

The mudblood very, very clearly wanted nothing to do with the stimulation Bellatrix was giving to her, but her body couldn't help itself. Her clit had started to poke out, and Bellatrix could see the mudblood beginning to get wet. Very good. The shame some women would feel at orgasming unwillingly worked well at demolishing their pride. Sometimes it was even more effective than pain.

"You took care of the Weasley boy after, I expect. You probably didn't want him to feel left out." Bellatrix said mockingly, now pinching the Granger girl's clit roughly.

The mudblood closed her eyes tightly, evidently fighting against the sensation she was feeling. Tears appeared in the corner of her eyes, but Bellatrix didn't care. Crying was only ever proof of weakness, and Bellatrix would strip that weakness, along with a great many other unnecessary things, from her pet. She was going to bring the mudblood to climax, no matter how desperately the girl wanted it not to happen.

"So now the big question. Did you spit or swallow?" Bellatrix asked cruelly, now inserting a finger into the mudblood's pussy and tracing the edge of her hymen.

The mudblood's hips had begun to buck unconsciously. Bellatrix laughed as she redoubled her efforts. Granger was shaking her head from side to side, as if that would be any help. The mudblood's orgasm was seconds away, and Bellatrix decided to cap it off with one final humiliating statement.

"Of course you swallowed. What a slut." Bellatrix said with contempt in her voice.

The mudblood let out a different, quieter shriek than before as her climax overtook her. Bellatrix watched with interest as the mudblood's body twitched again and again as the pleasure from her pussy traveled through it. It seemed that the Granger girl had quite the sensitive body. Good to know.

Bellatrix got up from the bed and retrieved from her nightstand a special, goblin-made steel collar that she had purchased. It was imbued with a Tracking spell that would enable her pet to be located with a flick of her wand no matter where in the world the mudblood tried to hide. It also had properties that made it impossible for the wearer to Disapparate. The collar had one final curse imbued into it, and Bellatrix looked forward to the Granger girl discovering it for herself.

"Here's a present, muddy. Wear it with pride, because you won't be wearing anything else for a long, long time." Bellatrix said cheerfully, bending down to attach the collar to her pet's neck.

The mudblood was still coming down from her forced climax and didn't fight Bellatrix at all. In no time, Bellatrix had worked the hidden clasp and had the collar locked securely onto her pet's neck. Bellatrix then flipped Hermione over onto her stomach and grabbed her wrists. The mudblood had come back to herself enough at this point to struggle a bit, but Bellatrix had little difficulty in pulling her wrists behind her back and locking them together with a Sticking Charm.

"You must be tired, muddy. Let's take a look at where you'll be sleeping from now on." Bellatrix said with a grin, dragging the Granger girl's futilely squirming body off the bed.

Bellatrix dragged the Granger girl into the corner of her bedroom, where the mudblood's cage had been placed. One of the house elves had dropped a sheet over it earlier so that Bellatrix had the opportunity to dramatically reveal it herself. As soon as she did, Granger began struggling in her grip much harder.

"Ta-da! Looks cozy, doesn't it?" Bellatrix asked with definite mirth.

The cage was steel, and could not really be described as being fit for a person. It was sized more for a dog, and not a particularly large dog either. The mudblood could fit inside it, but she could not stretch out her limbs. Perfectly sized for a mudblood, in other words. Bellatrix snapped her fingers and the door to the cage swung open. She tried to drag the mudblood into it, but Granger was now fighting her in earnest even as she lacked the use of her hands. Bellatrix let out a hiss of annoyance and got a firm grip on the mudblood's hair before slapping Granger across the face repeatedly, smacking her a little harder each time.

"You do not, *slap*, make things difficult like this. *slap* You do as you're told, muddy. *slap*. And right now, *slap*, I'm telling you, *slap*, to get in your cage! *SLAP*" Bellatrix said angrily, punctuating the end of her sentence with a jarring smack.

The Granger girl had fiery red cheeks and a dazed look on her face by the end. She stopped struggling and allowed Bellatrix to push her into the cage with barely any resistance. Another snap of Bellatrix's fingers made the cage door swing shut with finality. Bellatrix let out a breath and looked down at her pet with no small amount of annoyance. The mudblood was certainly testing her willpower when it came to not lashing out with the Cruciatus Curse.

"I wasn't going to do this, but after that display..." Bellatrix said with a growl, clapping her hands in front of her.

From Bellatrix's perspective, nothing changed. But it was a different story with the mudblood. Granger blinked rapidly and looked around. Evidently, the charm that had been placed by the goblins Bellatrix had bought the cage from was working. When activated, it would function much like a muggle two-way mirror. Anyone outside the cage could see perfectly into it, but anyone inside the cage could not see out. From her pet's perspective, all she could see was inky darkness.

Bellatrix calmed herself down a bit. Her pet was safely in her cage and the issue was resolved. Although, the Granger girl seemed oddly panicky now. The mudblood kept trying to force the locked cage door open with her feet, and she would let out a slight whimper every few seconds. Did she not like enclosed spaces?

"Claustrophobic, muddy? Don't worry. I'm sure you'll get used to it after a few hours. This is just...what do they call it? Exposure therapy?" Bellatrix asked wickedly, smiling down at her pet.

Granger let out something of a wail at hearing this. Bellatrix laughed as her pet redoubled her efforts to kick the cage door open, to no avail. Phobia or no phobia, the mudblood would simply have to adapt to her new environment. Bellatrix had spent far too many Galleons on this cage for it to go to waste. Perhaps someday, many months down the line when she felt her pet could be trusted, Granger would be allowed to sleep in Bellatrix's bed. But until then, she would sleep in the cage.

"I have some other duties to take care of, muddy. I'll be back later tonight. Maybe if you do a good enough job begging, I'll let you out for a little bit before bedtime." Bellatrix offered in a faux generous tone.

"Plhdes! Ett eee otttt!" Granger wailed around the makeshift gag in her mouth.

Bellatrix smiled at her pet. Already on the verge of begging. Bellatrix knew that it was way too soon to celebrate, though. At some point in the next day or two, the mudblood would get over her fear of tight spaces and she would return to her stubborn, defiant self. Bellatrix didn't mind, though. It would simply give her more opportunities to punish her pet. Bellatrix had a large collection of various whips from around the world in the basement of the manor, some magical and some mundane, and she couldn't wait for the chance to use each and every one of them on what she knew now was the very sensitive skin of the Granger girl.