—" He slapped the side of Hermione’s face as he bound her arms to the cold, metal pole in the Malfoy Manor dungeons, the dripping cold water falling against the curly matted mass that she called hair. "— is mine. These tits—" Lucius forcefully grabbed and pinched at her breasts, leaving a smattering of red and purple markings across her tits, layering them on top of the ones already there. "—are mine. This cunt—" He smirked as he cupped her cunt, smirking even harder when he felt her try to inch away from his dark touch. Lucius stared at her as his grey eyes slowly turned shades darker. "—is mine. Your entire body is all mine. You. You are all mine." Lucius spat the words at Hermione, as he felt her shuffling against the restraints around her wrists. She struggled as much as her energy could, but she knew that there was no way out of this situation.