Hermione noticed two more onlookers had arrived as she had pleasured the Death Eater. Madam Pomfrey hung back with Narcisa and Alecto laughing amiable with the other witches confederates, no doubt discussing Alecto’s most recent conquest. Arthur Weasley had also returned and was conspiring with Draco and Barty, as Snape tweaked the clamped breasts absentmindedly. "Little whore, I can see you are wet again... we are coming up on the best part, no wonder you are getting excited". Hermione could feel her tormentors tugging at her pussy lips again, discussing with each other if they needed to stretch the flesh further. Her own opinion wasn’t sought, her input was muted by Snape spelling her tongue cap to connect with her chin piercing, allowing the gallery to admire the unrestricted sight of the other tongue studs. The witches chatting in the corner snickered as Alecto described the piercings as pleasure bumps. Hermione cringed as she knew her current session was being photographed for further humiliation, she was sure either Umbridge or Rita would take much pleasure from publishing these newest pictures.