Imprisoned – Chapter 2
Bellatrix closed the door to her sister's bedroom softly, making sure she didn't disturb Narcissa. Several torches were burning low in brackets on the walls, casting the room in a soft, flickering light. Quietly, Bellatrix strode over to the side of the bed, looking down at her sister.
To most people, it would seem that Narcissa was simply sleeping. But having grown up with her sister, and having shared many experiences in that time, Bellatrix knew better. She could see the tiny twitches of muscle in her sister's face to know what was really going on.
"Really, Cissy? Finger fucking yourself under the covers? Very classy."
Narcissa's eyes opened at her sister's voice, glaring at her, taking in her sister's naked body standing next to the bed.
"I was beginning to think you weren't coming tonight." Narcissa said, throwing the covers off her body and removing her fingers from her pussy, the digits shining slightly with her cum. She raised her hand to her mouth, licking her cum off one of her fingers and extending the other to Bellatrix. Smiling, Bellatrix leant forward and took her sister's finger into her mouth, running her tongue over the digit, licking off the cum that coated it.
Taking the finger from her mouth, Bellatrix settled herself down on the bed next to her sister, rubbing one of Narcissa's nipples lazily while Narcissa put her hand between Bellatrix's legs, running her fingers up and down her slit.
"I was just breaking in my new toy." Bellatrix said, bringing her hand up to rub her own nipple as well as her sister's. "With a bit of training, I'm sure she'll become a good lay."
Narcissa licked her lips.
"Would you mind if I helped breaking her in?"
Bellatrix smirked.
"Help yourself."
Smiling, Narcissa removed her hand from Bellatrix's pussy, licking her fingers clean. Standing, she leant over, pressing her lips to the other woman's, letting her taste herself before straightening up again and walking toward the door. Pulling it open, she turned back to Bellatrix.
"Toys are in the bedside cabinet."
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Hermione didn't look up as the door opened. She simply hung there, like a rag doll. She only raised her head when the footsteps stopped in front of her.
Narcissa stood in front of her, arms folded under her breasts, her shaved pussy glistening with arousal, eying Hermione's naked form hungrily.
"Not bad, for a Mudblood."
Hermione didn't respond. She didn't have the energy. She never thought doing nothing all day could drain someone of all energy.
"Not speaking?" Narcissa said, slinking forward. "Well, we'll soon change that." She reached out, taking one of Hermione's nipples between her fingers, rolling it expertly, making it stiff in moments.
"How about now?" she breathed, her other hand sliding down her body to her pussy. Gathering some of her juices on her fingers, she brought her hand up to Hermione's mouth. "Come on; open up."
Hermione parted her lips, too tired and broken to resist.
"Good girl." Narcissa cooed, as she wiped her fingers over Hermione's tongue. "Since you're being a good girl, you get to play with a toy." Hermione didn't like where this seemed to be heading.
Narcissa retreated into the shadows, returning moments later with a long, black dildo. Never taking her eyes from Hermione, Narcissa pushed the dildo into her own pussy, coating it in her juices before pulling it out again. Kneeling down in front of Hermione, she ran her fingers up through Hermione's folds, spreading her lips, then forcefully pushed the dildo into Hermione's pussy.
Hermione did her best to choke back a sob, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes, as Narcissa started thrusting away with the dildo. This wasn't how she had ever imagined she would lose her virginity. She had always pictured it to be with the person she loved, sensual, romantic, perfect. Not chained to a wall, violated by a pair of sadistic siblings with a moulded piece of plastic. She screwed her eyes tight shut, hoping it would be over soner rather than later.
She let out an involuntary gasp as Narcissa began flicking at her clit with her tongue. Narcissa had seemingly noticed, as she took her mouth away from Hermione's pussy, smirking up at her.
"So, you like getting your pussy fucked, do you? I'll have to remember that."
Hermione didn't reply, but clenched her mouth shut as Narcissa went back to work on her clit, determined not to give the woman any more ammunition to use against her. In any other situation, the sensation may have been pleasurable, but her current predicament drained the act of any pleasure for her.
She opened her eyes as she felt the dildo being withdrawn from her pussy. Daring to look down, she saw Narcissa running her tongue along the length of the shaft, licking Hermione's juices from it. Narcissa stood up, and Hermione dared to hope that that was the end of her ordeal. She was wrong.
Narcissa reached up, releasing Hermione's wrists from their restraints. Hermione fell forward, landing on her hands and knees. Narcissa knelt next to her, rubbing the tip of the dildo up and down her pussy, coating it in her juice again. Placing one hand on Hermione's back, Narcissa brought the dildo round, placed the slick head against Hermione's asshole.
"No... Not there..." Hermione begged weakly, though she may as well have said nothing, as Narcissa rammed the dildo forward. Hermione screamed in pain as her asshole stretched, the dildo pounding back and forth. Smiling nastily, Narcissa brought her other hand to her pussy, getting herself off to Hermione's obvious pain.
Hermione had always maintained that she would never let anyone fuck her ass. The mere thought of it sent her skin crawling as she imagined the pain. Now, she knew she had been right to avoid it. It felt as though she were being ripped in two.
The torture lasted several long minutes. Finally, Narcissa pulled the dildo from Hermione's ass, leaving it stretched further than was normal. Hermione was sure she was bleeding, but didn't have the strength or courage to check. She remained on her hands and knees as Narcissa sat in front of her, spreading her legs, baring her pussy. Despite herself, Hermione couldn't look away.
Bringing the dildo down to her pussy, Narcissa slid it in with a practiced ease. Tossing her head back, she groped at her breasts, pinching her nipples as she thrust the dildo in and out of her pussy, her juices slicking the shaft and dripping onto the floor. Her breath came in panting moans.
Hermione could do little but watch the older woman get herself off. She was pretty certain she knew what would be happening in a few moments.
She wasn't wrong. Moments later, Narcissa pulled the dildo out of her pussy. Her hips bucked as her pussy juices sprayed out of her in a torrent, soaking Hermione's face and hair in the same fashion as Bellatrix had done earlier. Hermione closed her eyes against the flood of liquid, keeping them closed even after Narcissa's orgasm had abated.
She felt herself being pulled back up, her wrists being restrained again. Opening her eyes, she saw Narcissa's face close to her own.
"Yes, I think we'll be having a lot of fun with you." she said. She reached out, pinching Hermione's nipples as she pressed her lips roughly to Hermione's, before turning and walking out of the room, leaving Hermione just as helpless as before.
AN: In the next chapter, a Hermione/Bellatrix/Narcissa threesome. Check my profile for fandoms that I will write for, and let me know anything else you want to see!