The immense discomfort of re-growing bones continued unabashed even as Tonks was redressed in her leather gimp outfit, Umbridge apparently content that she had taken enough photographs. The metal mask locking ominously on the metamorphmagus, forcing her back to presenting as just another incognito prisoner. Hermione noticed how broken her former friend had become offering no resistance to her tormentors, just dull acceptance. Umbridge directed Dennis to wheel the prisoner back out. Neither witch deemed it necessary to disconnect the remaining prisoner from her bondage, they continued their idle chatter while critiquing the pictures from today’s photoshoot, while Hermione continued to be rammed in the swing. Her body only capable of making animalistic grunts and moans behind the ball-gag