The enjoyable ministrations to her sex stopped, as Kreacher ordered the House Elves who were pleasuring Hermione to ready the training rod. Hermione felt the large dildo that was guided deep into her snatch, her copious cunt juices provided a natural lubricant after the House Elves ministrations. It was still a struggle to get situated once she was positioned on the large instrument. She tried to move her hips to accommodate this new girth below her, but she found the violator remained steadfastly secure as the rod held true; raising up from a secure base on the floor to be part of the golden frame she was trapped on. Hermione could recognise she was absolutely stuck with no lateral movement available and as she could not raise herself up any further than her toes, she was stuck in a cruel trap.