AN: Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it! So sorry about the late update! I haven't had much time or inspiration for writing at the moment. I fully intend to finish the story but I'm beginning to run out of ideas for the next few chapters so feel free to give me some suggestions!
To the reviewer that complained about the sex scene (or lack of) in the previous chapter: I'm really sorry for disappointing you and I hope this chapter makes up for it! ;)
WARNING: This chapter gets a bit graphic, so once again, I'd advise those not partial to lady-love to leave...
Bellatrix peered her head around the door to the room in which she had left her Mudblood. The girl was lying on the bed, half curled up, fast asleep. A genuine smile stole across the older woman's pale features for a second before rapidly evolving into a devilish smirk. She fully entered the room, pulling the door closed behind her and walked over to the bed, her spiky heels clicking against the wooden floor as she did so. Soundlessly she sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over the sleeping girl. Almost tenderly, she reached out a hand and ran her fingers lightly across her cheek. The brunette stirred slightly but did not open her eyes. Bellatrix leant down, pressing her lips to the unconscious girl's for a brief kiss. Hermione uttered a light moan before opening her eyes. Upon realising who it was that had awoken her, however, she gave a start. A mixture of feelings ran through her at that moment. Part of her was glad that her captor had returned, perhaps she would finally get some food! The other part of her was more apprehensive.
Bellatrix let out a breathy laugh and lightly stroked Hermione's hair, 'Did I startle you...poor little Mudblood...'
Hermione cringed away from her touch. She frowned, what was Bellatrix up to?
Bellatrix leant down for another, slightly longer kiss. 'Has the Mudblood learnt any manners while I was away? Did she miss me?'
Hermione said nothing, unwilling to admit out loud that yes, she had found that she had begun to miss her captor
Bellatrix narrowed her eyes. How dare she not respond to her? She raised her left hand to deliver a slap but Hermione was spared the punishment, however as her stomach had chosen that particular moment to protest noisily at its lack of nourishment.
Bella's lips broke out into a chilling smile, 'Oh dear? Is my Mudblood hungry? If only my Mudblood would admit to missing me...maybe then I would feed her...'
Hermione turned her head, so that she faced the wall, rather than the older woman. Her stubbornness and Gryffindor pride warring against the part of her that desperately wanted food. Her silence continued for a few moments more before her survival instincts finally won.
She took a deep breath, 'Yes I did...I...I...m...missed...you...'
Bellatrix's smile grew, as she leant forwards to purr into the girl's ear, 'Good girl...'
Sitting up and glancing over to the doorway, Bellatrix snapped her fingers. Seconds later a particularly scrawny-looking house-elf appeared.
'What is it that Mistress is wanting?' The elf asked, bowing deeply as it did so.
'Bring up a bowl of porridge and a glass of water,' Bellatrix commanded, turning back around to face Hermione.
The house-elf disappeared, and reappeared roughly three minutes later with the requested items. The elf walked over and placed the items on the bedside table, before turning back towards Bellatrix, 'Is Mistress needing anything else?'
'No. You may go.'
'Yes Mistress...' A tiny high-pitched 'pop' echoed throughout the room as it made its exit.
Hermione glanced longingly over at the porridge on the table, but made no move towards it, unsure of what Bellatrix expected her to do.
'Do you want the food or not?'
Hermione turned her head at the sound of her captors voice, 'Y-yes...'
'Well then, why are you just sitting there? Eat.'
Not wanting to give the woman the time to change her mind, Hermione reached for the bowl and began to eat. The porridge was really quite bland but she was so hungry that she didn't particularly care. She couldn't seem to spoon the grey, lumpy substance into her mouth fast enough. All too soon, Hermione found herself swallowing the last mouthful of porridge. She was no where near full but she didn't dare ask for more. A heavy silence settled upon the room as she placed the spoon back into the empty bowl. Hermione suddenly became aware of the fact that Bellatrix was staring at her intently. The brunette shifted uncomfortably, before slowly raising her eyes to meet her gaze.
'Aren't you going to...thank me?' Bellatrix inquired as she leant forwards slightly, her tone of voice taking on a seductive edge.
Hermione looked down timidly. 'Thank you?'
Bellatrix shook her head, 'Now...we both know that's not what I meant...'
Hermione frowned, 'Then...what did you mean?'
Bellatrix said nothing but shifted so that she was on all fours and crawled her way up Hermione's body, until her face was hovering above the girl's.
'Oh...' Hermione whispered, as realisation hit.
'Oh!' Bellatrix replied mockingly, 'Now kiss me.'
Hermione's eyes widened and she began to shake her head but one quick glimpse into the unyielding eyes of her captor told her that she wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. She sighed, closed her eyes for a moment in order to pluck up her courage, before reaching up to press her lips, reluctantly against the older woman's. The kiss was brief and after a couple of moments, Hermione attempted to pull away. However, Bellatrix would not let her get out of it so easily and roughly crushed her lips against hers. This kiss was a lot fiercer. Seconds after initiating it, Bellatrix sank her teeth into Hermione's lower lip, causing the girl to cry out in both shock and pain. Bellatrix took this opportunity to deepen the kiss by sliding her tongue into her mouth. As Bellatrix explored Hermione's mouth with her tongue, she let her hands roam around her body. After breaking the kiss in order to succumb to the need to breathe, Bellatrix began to unbutton Hermione's blouse. The girl made a noise of protest and started to struggle but froze when she received a sharp slap on her right cheek. The woman finished undoing the buttons and pulled the two sides of the blouse away to reveal a pink, lacy bra and an expanse of pale skin. Bellatrix's gaze turned appreciative as she took in the sight before her, before quickly pulling her wand from her sleeve and casting a spell to make both the blouse and the bra disappear. Hermione gasped and attempted to cover herself but Bella quickly returned her wand into her sleeve, grabbed the girl's wrists and held them down by her side.
'These stay here, you understand me?' Bellatrix asked, squeezing the girl's wrists tightly, to emphasise her words.
Hermione nodded and Bella released them, before sliding her hands up the girl's arms and resting them on her shoulders. The woman then leant forwards and lightly circled one of the girl's pale, pink nipples with the very tip of her tongue. Hermione squirmed, the sensation rather pleasurable but unwilling to allow herself to feel that pleasure. Bellatrix smirked, sensing the girl's discomfort and sucked the nipple into her mouth as she began to massage the other breast. Hermione could not help but let out a whimper, which caused Bellatrix to let out a light chuckle. Bellatrix continued to suck for a a couple of moments longer before sliding her mouth away and kissing her way down Hermione's stomach. Once she reached the girl's belly button, she swirled her tongue inside it, before pulling away and vanishing her skirt. Bellatrix glanced upwards and maintained eye-contact with the brunette for a what felt like an agonisingly long time before reaching down and tugging off her panties, leaving the girl completely naked and exposed before her.
'My...my...what a pretty little Mudblood I have...' Bellatrix murmured.
Hermione whimpered, not daring to protest but wishing she could prevent the older woman from having her way.
Bellatrix laughed, 'Isn't the Mudblood happy? Well...we'll soon fix that won't we?'
Bellatrix reached down and placed her hand in between Hermione's thighs, smirking she began to lightly trace the brunette's clitoris with one finger. Hermione could not help it. It felt too good. She let out a quiet moan. Bellatrix chuckled and began to finger her with her other hand, slowly building up speed before the girl was damp enough to insert a second finger. Hermione moaned again, louder this time, the pleasure building up to the point where she no longer cared who was administering it. The finger on the girl's clitoris began to rub faster and faster, until eventually Hermione came with with a high-pitched whimper. A lengthy silence descended upon the pair.
'I knew you'd warm to me...' Bellatrix finally hissed into Hermione's ear, before smirking viciously and sliding off of her.
It was at that moment that Bellatrix happened to notice Hermione's arms.
'What happened Mudblood?'
Hermione refused to look. A mixture of revulsion and shame rising within her. This was the last thing she needed...
'I said, what happened Mudblood?'
Hermione looked Bellatrix in the eye, 'You happened.'
Bellatrix frowned, 'Excuse me?'
'You. You made me do this. Did you really think that after all you did to me, what you did to Mia, wouldn't have an effect? I did this to myself because I can't stand the way you make me feel...'
'You...did this to yourself?' Bellatrix asked quietly, a look of disbelief gracing her pale features.
'Yes.'
Bellatrix's expression hardened, 'What part of you belonging to me don't you understand?'
Hermione looked confused, 'What has that got to do with anything?'
'It has everything to do with this! You belong to me! Your body is mine! You do not get to do this to yourself! YOU DO NOT HARM MY PROPERTY LIKE THIS!'
Hermione flinched at the sudden venom in the deranged woman's tone of voice, fearing for her safety. 'I'm...sorry?'
'SORRY? SORRY!' Bellatrix was too angry for coherent thought. She stood and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. She needed to calm down so that she could think properly. Then she needed to decide how best to deal with the Mudblood...
