The strong golden laces sealed the pussy piercings tightly, trapping Draco’s golden toy inside her. The funnel ending of the catheter peaked through the cinching; the only gap in an otherwise sealed up sex. Hermione felt a slight pressure on the base of her clit as the gold hair lacing was wrapped around the base of her clit adding an unwanted golden halo circling the existing tender studs. It was uncomfortable in the extreme, the course hair rubbing against the abused intimate flesh, as the golden braids were brought up the length of the quivering clit to be spelled into a neat bow topping the clit cap next to the tinkling bell. The Death Eaters tweaked the bow, Snape proving the most enthusiastic as he yanked the gold material, satisfied that the circle of gold lassoing the studs weren’t fully cutting off blood flow to the base of the clit, but it was still tugging the strung-up pussy lips obscenely, the subtle music of the bells studded through the unicorn hairs were over-rode by the pierced witch’s pained moans. The pained entreaties were silenced once Draco retrieved the golden dildo gag from Gabrielle, stuffing it into the freshly bound witches mouth. "C’mon Barty we need to get this little whore off to the snatchers", Draco grabbed Hermione’s bound hands pulled her from the chair, the bindings previously pinning her had melted away at the magical behest of her captors.