Hermione could see the golden twinkle of another cap piercing in Barty Crouch’s hand, the sharp stem was reminiscent of the identical device that was forced onto her tongue. Hermione could feel the inescapable terror descend upon her, knowing that her clit was the next target for additional attention. The mirror gave her an unobstructed view of the proceedings, her engorged clit still pulled outwards an inviting target for abuse by her captors, the plastic tube that had previously covered it was removed. The assistant Gabby was forced to lick the long length of flesh, removing any lingering traces Hermione’s wetness.