“Candice, this is Betsy. Get the special room ready.”Seeing her on the telephone, the man driving floored it and the car sped off. She put away th...e cell phone and then walked over to the cars parked nearby.“You can get up now. We’ll go in the building behind me, cut through it to the engineering building, and visit with a friend of mine for a bit. A detective will meet up with us later and you can tell him what happened,” Betsy said.“Are you sure it is safe?”Betsy rubbed the torque on her arm. " Her whole raced is geared toward battle. Set her to a task. She just might surprise you," Derrick told him.Hartwell shook his head in disbelief. His sister was bad enough; now this?Derrick smiled, seeing the exasperation on Hartwell's face. It was about time the man felt some of the frustration that he did."Now I know that, we're going to have to have it out when this is finished," Hartwell growled."Yeah, if I remember right the last time, you hit the deck before I did. Get over it!" Derrick. I bring the whip down across her ass again, this time she yelps in a little bit of pain. I drop the whip preferring to use my hand on her, I put one hand on her pussy, sliding my middle finger inside of her, and bring the other onto her ass cheek with a SMACK. She thrusts forward grinding into my hand as I smack her. Again I smack her, this time on the other cheek, and again she moans and grinds into my hand. I smack her for a third time, and I feel her pussy clench against my finger as I. When Imogen again undid the jinx on Filch, he started to speak, but Mrs. Norris clawed at his hand, causing him to yelp in pain. Thereafter he was silent, staring at Imogen hatefully as she contemptuously turned her back on him and strode out the front door.Imogen was furious as she walked along the path and out the gates to Hogsmeade, not so much with Filch, but with herself. She had been losing her temper far too often - with Malfoy, then with a silly store clerk, and now Filch. It seemed.