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Is This What Love Is?	By : Earthgoddess Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 55118 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Okay, so I'm not good with lesbian scenes... so forgive me. Besides, I don't even like Bellatrix that much, but I do hope you like the chapter. It saddens me that I've killed bella but I thought it would bring something extra to the story. If you don't like it just let me know in reviews.

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Both men stayed where they were for just a few more seconds as they caught their breath before pulling their massive cocks outside of Hermione’s mouth and pussy with an audible pop. “Go clean up Grayback, I’ll need you to fuck her a few more times before the night falls and you go all furry on me.” Voldemort said with a slap onto the man’s back. He was still huffing and puffing from his excursion but he knew that the both of them had enjoyed their little Mudblood bitch who was now their slave. With a wicked grin on his lipless lips, he’d turn his head to Hermione who lay passed out between the two men, her leg’s spread wide, Grayback’s cum dropping from her abused cunt lips onto the black silk sheets. “Hell, if you’re able to control yourself I might just let you fuck her in your fuzzy form.” He’d say before climbing out of the bed himself.

Donning his robe, he’d walk away from the room and towards his shower. He couldn’t help but wonder what it was about this bitch that made him want to fuck her. But then again, she had the best, tight little body he could ever possibly think of. She was perfect. Bella was not. Bella was insane in the membrane. He didn’t know how she’d gotten like that, probably years of abuse in the Black Family. Swallowing roughly, Voldemort would turn the shower on, though he didn’t need to shower, he liked it, it calmed him down more than anything. As the scalding hot water rushed over his milky white skin, he’d think about what he’d done with Hermione. Such a perfect little miss-know-it-all, she was. And she did know everything.

Hermione wasn’t passed out and as soon as both men had left her, she’d slowly push herself up, her hands holding onto the black silk sheet and pressing it against her breasts. She felt sore in places that she didn’t know she could be sore in. With a lick of her lips she’d turn towards the shower, her body shivering as she’d hear that shower running. Taking a deep breath she’d scoot towards the end of the bed and began to walk towards the bathroom, her feet making no noise, the black silk sheet she had pulled from the bed and wrapped around her body like a toga, the ends trailing behind her upon the floor. What was she doing? She’d ask herself as she’d push open the door and walk into the room. Steam was everywhere but she didn’t mind. With a lick of her lips she’d walk towards the shower, her right hand reaching out to touch at the black and emerald shower door.

“Mudblood…”

Hermione jumped as she’d hear that voice. “Bellatrix…” she whispered softly as she’d turn around and looked at the woman who stood in the doorway. Her hands clutched tighter to the sheet she held in place and she’d pull her body up higher, straightening her back and holding her head held high. Swallowing roughly she’d shiver as she felt her stomach rebelling at the taste of Voldemort upon her lips. Taking a deep breath she’d turn her head back towards the shower, reaching out to attempt to grab hold of it.

Bellatrix growled and grabbed hold of Hermione’s arm, propelling the younger witch out of the room and towards the bedroom. When Hermione was out of the room, she would look towards the black shower curtain and the man behind it, the one that was the love of her life. Swallowing roughly, Bella would turn around, close the bathroom door, and walked up to stand behind Hermione who stood staring out the bar covered windows.

“He will never love you. You are just a toy he uses. He loves me. He will always come back to me.” Bella would whisper. She stood behind Hermione, her black hair would hang around her face, some of it standing on in, other parts were tangled, and some were just great huge clumps of knots. Her pale skin was set off perfectly by the hair and the dark clothing she wore. Her hands were clasped in front of her and if anyone looked into those crystal blue eyes they would see, at the moment, a few moments of sanity before they lost it and the bright light of insanity filled them. “Once he’s gotten the baby he wants from you, he will kill you and the baby will be mine!”

Hermione stood still, staring out the windows when Bellatrix came up behind her. As Bellatrix began to talk, Hermione just stared ahead, not responding. She knew Bella was crazy, that was given knowledge. Everyone, including Lord Voldemort knew she was insane, but Bella didn’t care. At those last words, Hermione gave a snort and gently shook her head. “I will never let you raise any child that comes from me. You should see if Lord Voldemort will lay with you to make a baby. Oh wait, he doesn’t love you does he?” She knew she was being cruel, but she didn’t care, this crazy bitch was pissing her off.

Bellatrix growled, grabbed Hermione’s arms and threw the woman onto the ground. “You little BITCH! You do not use his name! You are unworthy!” she’d growl, lowering herself down onto Hermione’s trembling body, her wand pointed at the young woman’s throat. “I’ll teach you respect you filthy little mudblood! SILENCIO!”

With that one little spell, Hermione’s voice was removed from her. Her hazel eyes shimmered with tears unshed as she stared up at the crazy witch above her. Swallowing roughly Hermione would continue to struggle beneath the woman above her, wondering what the woman was going to do to her. Hermione would turn her head towards the bathroom, wondering if Voldemort would be walking out of the shower anytime soon but as she heard the shower continuing to run she’d let those tears she’d been holding back fall down her cheeks.

“No, he will be in there for a very very long time.” Bellatrix would smirk as she’d lean back on Hermione’s legs, looking down at the little bitch beneath her. “Incarcerous” she’d mutter and would smirk as Hermione would jerk beneath her, arms tied above her head and legs spread wide. The black silk sheet that covered the Mudblood’s body was now pooled beneath her, framing her body.

“Such a pretty little thing…. Too bad I’m going to have to hurt you so he doesn’t want you anymore.” The insanity was back in Bellatrix’s eyes, this time worse than ever before. Standing up the mad woman would remove her own clothing, kneeling between Hermione’s spread legs. She didn’t speak but within seconds a massive looking rubber cock and harness was zooming into her waiting hands. She would smirk and crawl up Hermione’s body, letting the witch see her figure.

Hermione’s eyes turned back towards Bellatrix and shook her head, begging with her eyes for the elder woman to stop whatever she had in mind, but as that rubber cock flew into the woman’s hands and she began crawling up her body, she knew that Bella wouldn’t listen or pay attention to her pleas. This cannot be happening! Hermione thought as she’d turn her eyes skyward before closing them and clutching her hands into tight fists. She didn’t want this. Even with her eyes closed she could still see the woman’s anorexic body with scars upon her and though the woman was skinny there was such strength in the woman’s hands that she was even more scared than ever before.

“Look at me whore! You belong to me for the next hour. That’s how long it takes him to bathe himself. I should know, I’ used to help him.” Bellatrix muttered, the last part she didn’t even realize that she had said it. Grabbing hold of Hermione’s chin, she’d turn the woman’s head back to her and gave her a rough smack to the left side of the younger woman’s face, a shiver of pleasure running along her body. “My turn.” She’d mutter softly as she’d settle herself above Hermione’s head. “Do as I say and I won’t use the Imperious Curse.” She’d growl softly as she’d look down to those hazel eyes. “Eat me and make it good whore.”

Hermione continued to cry as she’d look up at Bellatrix the sting of the slap making her cry even more, her cheek turning read, as Bellatrix settled herself over her head. The woman’s pussy didn’t smell, like Hermione thought it would’ve, but it wasn’t the best that she’d ever seen. She had had a few weeks of being bi-curious but it didn’t last too long. Hermione attempted to shake her head but since Bellatrix’s legs were on either side of her head, she couldn’t do much. Closing her eyes Hermione would open her mouth, and let her soft pink tongue dart out to run along the elder woman’s neither lips. She didn’t want to do this, but she knew Bella would make her do even more than what she wanted to do with the Imperious Curse.

Bella would shiver and moan as she’d tilt her head backwards as she’d feel the young witches tongue darting out to run along her pussy lips. Taking a deep breath, Bella grabbed Hermione’s hair and pulled the woman’s head harder into her pussy. “Suck my pussy bitch!” Bella would growl, crystal blue eyes shimmering with pleasure as she’d look down at her, her hips rocking forwards, pressing her hips into her mouth. “Yes just like that!” Bella moaned as she felt Hermione’s lips wrap around her engorged clit and suck on it, sending shivers along the older witch’s body.

Hermione’s tears fell down her cheeks as she’d continue eating the elder witch out, those lips wrapping around her clit and sucking upon it like she would on a sucker. She felt Bella’s hips rocking back and forth and so she removed her lips from her clit and let her tongue push into Bella’s pussy, tongue flicking around and tasting the elder woman’s juices. When she couldn’t do it anymore, she’d turn her head away from the woman’s pussy and attempted to buck the witch off of her. “Please, no more… Please, just let me go.” Though the words didn’t come out because of the silencing charm, Hermione attempted to push the thoughts into the older witches head.

When Hermione’s head turned away from her pussy, Bella got mad, madder than she’d ever been at anyone. With a deep breath Bella moved down the woman’s body and gave her a harsh smack, the younger witch’s head rocking to the side, it even made her palm sting. With a deep breath she’d place her body between Hermione’s spread legs and looked down at the woman. With a deep breath she’d put the strap on onto her hips, the smaller part of it slid inside of her pussy, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. With a deep breath she’d look down at the young witch and licked her lips. “My turn bitch.”

With those few words she’d slick the massive rubber dick with her own pussy juices before lifting the Hermione’s hips up and slamming that massive rubber dick deep into the young witch’s cunt. “Fucking whore.” Bellatrix growled as she’d place her hands on either side of his hips and began to slam her hips back and forth into the young witch’s pussy, eyes closed and her mouth dropping down to her chin. “So tight, this pussy is mine. Mine for now.”

Hermione gasped and closed her eyes, hands clutching tight into fists, attempting to wriggle and move away from the woman’s violating thrusts. Stop! I don’t want this! Hermione thought, attempting to push those thoughts into Bella’s head but knowing even if the woman could hear her, she wouldn’t stop. Tears fell down her cheeks in streams as the woman violated her already abused pussy. Her head tossed back and forth as she’d attempt to move away from Bellatrix but the woman’s hands moved to grasp hold of Hermione’s hips, nails digging into her skin, almost breaking it.

Bellatrix growled and closed her eyes as the feeling of pleasure ran through her body. She’d not felt this good in such a long time that she had no way of knowing that Voldemort had left the bathroom and was now standing over the two women, his massive cock hard and thrust forward at the sight of the two women. Bella’s eyes were closed as she’d feel the pleasure beginning to build up, knowing the other woman wasn’t feeling the same thing, she didn’t give a god damn, she wanted to her own pleasure, hadn’t had her own pleasure like this for the longest time. Gasping with pleasure, Bella’s hips would buck harder and harder, slamming her strap on harder and faster into the young witch’s cunt. “Fuck!” Bellatrix growled as her pleasure overtook her and she’d tremble as she climaxed. But as she climaxed she felt such an overwhelming power over her body that she had looked up and stared up at Voldemort. “Master…” She didn’t even notice that he had his wand pointed directly at her chest until the green light enveloped her and sent her flying backwards, away from Hermione and towards the windows, her heart not beating, and her lungs not pulling in air.

“Good-bye Bellatrix. You shouldn’t ever have touched that which belongs to me without asking my consent.” Voldemort growled as he’d look down at the dead Bellatrix, the strap on still on her hips and her long hair pooling around her head and body. He had always thought the woman was beautiful. Crazy but beautiful. But he had touched what belonged to him and he didn’t like sharing with anyone unless he offered it to them. Licking his lips he’d look down at Hermione, her body shivering and abused by the now dead Bellatrix.

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