Left Behind | By : TMFUSYWER Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 17907 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3 |
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Just as bossy, ferocious, intense, merciless, fervorous, confident, and fierce Bellatrix was in front of her enemies and servants, she was just as timid, reserved, fearful, fawning, obedient, subservient, and submissive when in the presence of the Dark Lord. If one were to see Bellatrix in both scenarios, she would seem like two entirely different people.
"I'm very disappointed, Bellatrix." The chilling, hollow, unnerving voice filled the room.
"I'm very sorry, my Lord..." Bellatrix stood before Voldemort, head down, legs together, hands behind her back. Her voice was trembling.
Lucius and Narcissa were standing a few feet behind her, holding their breath. Lucius was almost sure that the Dark Lord would murder him right there. He was already at his disfavor, and this might've been the last drop. Or maybe he would murder his wife instead, that would be a fate worse than death. So far, he was glad he was dealing with Bellatrix.
"But we had the boy, it was that stupid house-elf that-"
"Do you think I care about your excuses, Bellatrix?" Voldemort raised his sinister voice ever so slightly.
"Of course not, my Lord... It was my fault... Please spare me..." A tear fell down on the floor in front of her feet. She was trying to not choke on her words. She hated showing weakness. Especially in front of someone like Lucius. But at the same time she knew that if she tried to play tough, Voldemort would have her dead in seconds.
"Obviously, it's your fault. You were in charge. Now why should I spare you?"
"I've been very loyal to you, my Lord, I always will be, I can still be of use! I will serve you until your inevitable victory and then continue serving you in any way you see fit. I will never fail you again, my Lord!" Bellatrix's voice cracked throughout her speech and a few more tears fell on the ground. Her cry was a mixture of fear and disappointment in herself.
"It's true that you've been a faithful servant... You have never failed me before... Until now when it's starting to matter the most... What a shame..." Voldemort took a step closer and grabbed Bellatrix's chin and made her look up at him. "I expect failure of Lucius. He's like a walking disgrace. That's why I put you in charge here... But I didn't expect failure from you. That can't be forgiven." He didn't look once at Lucius or Narcissa during his speech.
Bellatrix slipped out of his grasp and dropped to her knees. "Please punish me, my Lord. I deserve it. I deserve it for my failure. I will forever remember to never fail you then, my Lord... Please..."
"I almost find you pathetic... But I know your devotion to the cause Bellatrix... And only because of that, I will allow you to live. Stand up."
Bellatrix sniffled and slowly stood up.
"Undress yourself to your waist, Bellatrix," Voldemort commanded in the same, cold, emotionless voice.
Bellatrix opened her mouth for a silent gasp but didn't hesitate.
The black dress. One of her signature ones. Made of black velvet and satin, chiffon, adorned with lacing and intricate patterns. Now it was hanging over her black leather, laced corset, covering most of the cascading skirt of her dress.
Bellatrix's bare chest was now exposed to Voldemort, showing her jewels. Despite her age, Bellatrix's breasts still looked amazing. They wouldn't be as firm as Luna's or Hermione's but nothing to be ashamed of.
Voldemort had little care about her breasts though.
"Turn around Bellatrix." He ordered after looking at her for a few seconds.
Bellatrix turned red as she turned around, exposing her half-naked body to her sister and Lucius. She didn't know which was more embarrassing.
Narcissa looked at Bellatrix with compassion while Lucius tried not to look at her at all, but his expression with indifferent. Bellatrix only briefly glanced at them before looking down at the floor.
"Place your hands behind your head and spread your legs, Bellatrix." Voldemort enjoyed the discomfort he was causing to all of them. "And lift that head of yours. I want you to look Narcissa in the eyes while I do this."
Bellatrix followed every order without hesitation except for the last one. She hesitated for about five seconds before going through with that command. Bellatrix frowned, and Narcissa's eyes turned glassy.
"If you move, I will kill your sister, understand?"
Narcissa exhaled loudly and tensed up, Lucius looked at Voldemort with shock and Bellatrix's heart began pounding intensely.
"I understand, m-my Lord..." Bellatrix's voice cracked again, another tear coming down her cheek.
Voldemort didn't use a whip, he didn't even conjure up a whip that would do the strikes by itself. He simply waved his wand sharply and a long, bloody lash appeared across Bellatrix's back.
Bellatrix, not expecting it, screamed out and her muscles tensed up.
Voldemort made about five-second breaks between each lash, each was as painful as if a strong man was whipping her with all his might. And all it took for Voldemort was a slight swipe of his wand.
Narcissa flinched with each strike and Lucius tried not looking at Bellatrix at all.
After ten strikes, Bellatrix's whole body was trembling, her muscles hurt from how tense they were. She could feel the blood streaming down her back onto her dress. Despite that, she didn't move.
Voldemort smirked and gave way for a fifteen-second break before continuing. Bellatrix was frustrated, she hoped it would end after the tenth one.
Bellatrix clenched her teeth so hard she was sure they would shatter. It was hard to keep staring into her sister's eyes which were so full of pain and tears. She wanted to blame her for making it harder for her.
As the number of strikes was nearing twenty, Bellatrix was sobbing and trembling uncontrollably, trying her hardest not to move her legs or arms. Finally, it stopped as she counted the twentieth strike in her head.
She panted and breathed heavily. There was not a sound coming from Voldemort for more than thirty seconds but she didn't dare to move.
"Stand up straight and turn to me, Bellatrix." He finally said.
Bellatrix slowly, and hesitantly lowered her arms, to her sides. And put her ankles together.
Narcissa gasped loudly and covered her mouth when Bellatrix turned and showed her lashed body.
Voldemort stepped closer to Bellatrix. Her face was flushed, and glistening, eyes red with tears. He wiped away some of her tears and then slapped her harshly. Though after enduring so much pain, she only gasped silently.
"Now you will remember, is that right?" He asked indifferently.
"Y-yes.. m-my Lord..." She stuttered.
"Good. Never forget again..." He stepped away and without another word, disappeared.
Bellatrix sobbed and turned back to her sister and Lucius, now covering her breasts with one of her hands.
"This is-"
"Shut up, Lucius!" Bellatrix immediately snapped at Lucius, cutting him off. Her tone was immediately fiercer again though it was still quivering.
With her other hand, she slowly tried to dress up again, she hissed with pain and grimaced as the dress rubbed against her raw wounds but she endured it and was now fully clothed.
"Bella, I'm so sorry, I will-"
"Leave me alone, Cissy, please." Bellatrix, this time less aggressive, cut off her sister as well, before storming off.
Narcissa and Lucius stared at each other wordlessly for several minutes, terrified that if they moved, Voldemort would come back and kill them both. Lucius never liked Bellatrix much but even he hated what was done to Bellatrix. Especially because he felt like it was he who failed the Dark Lord again and Bellatrix took the blame. Though she was probably protecting her sister more than him.
"I'm sorry." Lucius said with a compassionate tone.
"I know..." Narcissa replied coldly.
"I know..." She repeated, whispering it to herself this time.
Silence ensued.
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