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Captured	By : WhereTheBerriesBloom Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 49510 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Ownership for the Harry Potter franchise goes to the lovely Queen J.K Rowling and I make no profit of this story

Chapter List
- 1-Captured
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IV
- 5-V
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Captured
-By WhereTheBerriesBloom
Warnings: Fem/slash, younger-older relationship, BDSM (domination, submission), Stockholm Syndrome, Lesbian themes, incest
Characters (in order of last name) : Hermione Granger, Astoria Greengrass, Bellatrix Lestrange, Narcissa Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson

Narcissa was a sick person, she knew that. Not only was she fucked up in the head, she was also shameless. There are a number of advantages that come with having to harbor your fugitive sister. Like taking advantage of her… sexually.
Bellatrix was attractive, finally after two years of hiding in the Malfoy's home on the French Riviera she looked like her old self. Coal black curls that fell in a messy tangle around her shoulders, not limp like before but bouncy and glittering, they shone in the pale English sunlight. Her clear almost translucent skin was ruddy along her cheekbones, a sign of her good health. Her dark, slumberous eyes were the same… hooded and lusty, her body had filled out too, gone was the thin, starved skeleton she had been when she had just returned from Azkaban. Bellatrix owed Narcissa for keeping her safe for so many years and now Narcissa was going to take her payment.
"Come in Bella…" Narcissa purred, guiding her sister into the atrium. It was awash with the weak English sun, watery yet warm.
The table was laid out with tea, delicate china mugs with fine gold filigree and a pale pink rose pattern. Urns of honey, sugar, mint and her own special brew of tea, tiny pastries and delicate biscuits and finger sandwiches made to be nibbled at.
Bellatrix took her seat with a small hint of her old sardonic smile; Narcissa sat across her and poured the tea. Passing her sister the honey … a gesture born out of habit, as always Bellatrix selected the delicate ginger scones and the blueberry macaroons, splitting the scones in half to butter them.
Narcissa gingerly sipped her delicious tea, eyeing her sister from the rim of her delicate tea cup. She was pleased to be wreathed in the misty steam billowing out of the cup.
"This is delicious Cissa." Said Bellatrix with a smile after taking her first cautious sip of the tea.
"My own brew my dear." She told her, "Mint, chamomile and just a hint of rose."
"Can't find tea like this in France, all those bloody coffee drinkers." Said Bellatrix with a faux scowl.
Narcissa relaxed her stiff posture for a second and smiled at her sister.
"So why did you really call me here?" Bellatrix bit into one of flaky scones, making a quite sound of pleasure at the back of her throat and closing her sinuous eyes.
Narcissa felt a pull in her groin; like that expression was a hotwire trigger straight to her arousal.
She took a deep breath and looked her beloved older sister straight in the eye, "I am lesbian." She confided and then waited for her sister to throw a tantrum or do something equally outrageous.
"I know…" said Bellatrix nonchalantly, sipping her tea.
Narcissa was jostled, but with a tight rein she kept her voice from quivering and her emotions from showing, "How?"
"Oh darling don't be silly, Andromeda and I knew from the time we caught you spying on us when we were changing or when we saw you looking at either one of us when we were coming out of the bath." Bellatrix giggled.
"Why….why didn't you say anything? To mother and father?" Narcissa swallowed dryly.
"Because…" she said slowly and for a second Narcissa felt like that stupid younger sister who had always been teased, "Because darling we don't give a damn. Sex is sex, no matter who you enjoy it with, I have had lovers… numerous lovers of all ages and both genders." She said casually, like it was nothing.
"So you don't care." Asked Narcissa cautiously once again.
"Heavens no." said Bellatrix airily.
Narcissa gave her a wicked smile, "How would you feel, if I asked you one little favor." She purred, leaning towards her sister, letting her cleavage show.
Bellatrix turned towards her with an amused smile and raised one dark eyebrow, "Oh yes sister dear? What sort of favor." She asked breathily, eyeing her sister's milk white skin.
Narcissa took her sister's olive tanned hand and got up, she led Bellatrix out of the atrium and towards the East wing of the house, that part of the house where she had Hermione Granger locked up.
As they walked through the corridors a niggle of doubt made its way into Narcissa's mind, "Are you sure this is not to depraved for you?" she asked her sister anxiously, "You can say no."
"You have no idea my sweet." Purred Bellatrix, "Of the sick things I have done and enjoyed when I was in service." She said referring to He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
As if sensing Narcissa's apprehension, Bellatrix reached down from her superior height and kissed her sister's red lips. Bellatrix's tongue wound inside Narcissa's mouth, tickling and stroking the deep interiors of her mouth and mingling their saliva, their tongues battled for dominance as Bellatrix reached down and cupped her sister's arse, kneading the round globes with urgency. Narcissa's own hands went to her sister, firm high breasts. They sagged slightly but were yet soft and bouncy with nipples as hard as diamonds; Narcissa pinched them through her dress, pleased to hear a deep moan in her sister's husky voice.
"Now are you doubts gone?" asked a breathless Bellatrix, her dark lusty eyes and her deep red lips wet.
"It's through here." Said Narcissa with a grin, "You'll like it." she told her just before stopping in front of Hermione's room.
"Oh I have a feeling I will." Said Bellatrix with a smirk.
"Why don't we, get into something more comfortable. Before we go see It." suggested Narcissa, leading her sister to a large walk in cupboard that she kept near the room. It was filled only with her BDSM outfits and some that she would like her slave to wear. Like a muggle school girl outfit and a French maid and a number of others.
Bellatrix stripped quickly and put on the choker and stockings that Narcissa have her, Narcissa wore the same thing and soon enough she was pushing the door of the dark room open.
"Hello pet." Drawled Narcissa as she entered, flicking her wand to light up the candles of the room. "Come Bellatrix, meet our new shared toy. I was getting bored having her all to myself, a whore like her deserves to have more than just one mistress, don't you think?" she said with an amused sneer.
Bellatrix regarded the bound, gagged, spread-eagled bald girl. Her nipples were pierced and her lips were wet from where she had been licking them. Her puffy pink pussy lips were open and dripping.
"Recognize the mudblood without that mass of monstrosity she called hair, I think she looks better this way." Giggled Narcissa.
Hermione made a muffled sound and arched towards them.
Her sister had managed to get Hermione Granger!
Bellatrix wandered forward and ran her hands over the nubile young body, "She is really captured here then?"
"Oh yes… for us." Said Narcissa with a grin, "And I think she likes it… a little too much." She said, joining her sister and giving her slave a firm slap on her breast.
The girl gave a little whimper of pain but with all the spittle that ran down the sides of her gag, Bella was sure she couldn't speak.
"Why don't you taste her Bella?" said Narcissa moving back towards the bed, one that Bellatrix had only just noticed. "Suck on her…" encouraged her sister, her pale cheeks red with arousal and her hand already slipping down to her snatch.
Bella bent down and licked her outer lips, she tasted like fine brandy… aged to perfection. She licked her around her clitoris, sucking the little ball of nerves into her mouth and biting it until the girl screamed in pain.
"She won't cum, not without my permission." Assured Narcissa from behind her, by the sound of her fractured breathing Bella could guess that she was turned on.
Bella lifted one slim long finger and ran it along her inner lips, coating it with her own sweet juices ad she went from her clit to tongue fucking her pretty little hole; she rubbed the rough abrasive surface of her tongue to the pink inner sanctum of the mudblood's sweet cunt. Dragging her finger along her nether hole and pushing it in, pleased to hear her give a squeak of delight.
Behind her Narcissa moaned and Bella heard the buzz of something mechanical, when she turned for a second Narcissa had placed a huge phallus on the bed as she held her breasts and flowered herself onto it repeatedly. Shoving her own fingers into her crotch at the erotic sight Bella continued to savage the slave's cunt.
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