Two weeks had gone by since his first punishment by Bellatrix and he was getting anxious, he would be returning to school soon. Draco wanted nothing more than to be punished again by his aunt. He had tried hard to earn punishments.

Spilling his soup at dinner had only gotten him chores from his father. Flying his broom inside got his mother to take it away. Always Bellatrix looked the other way.

I wonder if she knows that I'm trying. There has to be a way. He thought desperately as he walked down the long hallway to his bedroom. Opening the door he was surprised to find her standing by his open window reading a letter.

"Auntie Bella?" he asked for her attention. She didn't look up until her eyes had finished scanning the parchment.

"Who is Pansy Parkinson?" she asked expressionless.

Draco was furious. She's been reading my mail.

"She's my girlfriend." He snapped, fearing the next moment that he shouldn't have taken such a tone with his aunt, but she ignored it.

"Is she pretty?" she asked quietly.

This was the last thing Draco expected her to say and he stood unsure for a moment before answering.

"Yeah, she is."

"Do you like her?" Bella's voice never lost its soft tone.

Draco was beginning to worry where this was going but saw no other choice but to play along.

"Yes I do."

Her voice changed dropping lower, hinting at danger.

"Then why is it she is complaining that…" she looked to the letter, quoting Pansy. "You never take the time to care for my needs?" She looked back up to him with a dark expression.

"According to this she has gone down on you many times and you haven't once returned the favor. Why is that Draco?"

He stood frozen, his mouth had gone dry. How could he tell his aunt he was afraid? That he'd never done it before and was worried he'd mess up?

Thankfully his answer seemed unimportant. It appeared she could tell by his hesitation.

"This is wonderful Draco; I can turn your punishment for being selfish into a lesson. Now get on your knees." She commanded.

Draco didn't move. No! As cruel as Pansy would be Auntie Bella will be ten times worse. I can't do it.

"On your knees Draco. By the bed." She sang out.

The fear Draco felt for his aunt outweighed his fear of being made a fool. That and the overwhelming desire he could feel growing in his trousers led him to obey.

Well I wanted this. Another punishment. He thought wryly.

Kneeling by his bed he watched Bellatrix sway over to him and sit delicately on the edge. She's so graceful. So Beautiful. And she's sitting on my bed.

Pulling up her skirt she placed a leg to either side of him and scooted so she rested as close to the edge of the bed as possible. Closest to me. He thought excitedly. She lifted her skirt farther and he could see every beautiful detail of his aunt's most intimate parts.

He stared. He couldn't help it. The soft pink lips, the dark curls that surrounded them, and her glistening arousal which seemed to increase as he watched. Then the smell reached him, it was intoxicating. He closed his eyes a moment drinking it in. His hand lowered to the bulge in his trousers.

Draco felt a sharp slap on the back of his head and his eyes flew open. He gazed up confused at his aunt as he rubbed the place she'd hit him.

"This is not for your pleasure Draco. You are learning to give. So give." Grabbing his head she thrust his face into her wet curls.

Feeling more nervous than ever he licked lightly, the taste getting to him in a most delicious way.

"Surely Draco you can do better. You are after all your mother's son." She cooed.

What does she mean by that? He was beginning to think the relationship between his aunt and his mum was something more than sisterly.

He tried harder. Licking all along her opening he heard a soft moan. Glancing up for just a moment he saw his Auntie Bella, her head back, eyes closed.

She's my aunt. I'm tasting the most beautiful woman in the world. And she's my aunt. He was overcome by a new wave of desire for her, the wrongness of it all only making it sweeter.

Deciding to be more daring he slid his tongue inside her. She bucked up to meet him and that was all the encouragement he needed. Draco sucked and licked her everywhere. Even nipping hard at rather sensitive spots, he received gasps and moans of delight. Reaching her clit he took a few swipes at it with his tongue before sucking it in between his lips.

She squirmed, rubbing herself farther into his face coating him in her wet desire. He felt her shiver and stayed with her until all movement ceased. Then he pulled back deciding to remain on the floor until she excused him.

She looked down at him through heavy, tired eyes.

"Very good Draco, you learn quickly. However you still may use your hands while giving oral." She instructed and he nodded understanding and smiled widely at her.

It's my turn now. He thought excitedly as he gazed at her lovely face, those soft rosy lips, her wild hair. How he'd love to pull it as she sat at his feet devouring him. In his mind he could picture his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.

He watched her dark eyes travel the length of his body and rest on his tented trousers.

"Get up Draco." She ordered and he scrambled up from the floor in a rush. Bellatrix stood and without glancing his way walked to the door.

What? After all I just did for her she's gonna leave me like this? His cock stirred and he let out a soft groan. She wouldn't do this to me; it's the worst kind of torture.

She turned at the door and he felt a rush of hope.

"Draco?"

"Yes Auntie Bella?" he asked excitedly. She stared at him coldly.

"When you return to school you will give the girl the same treatment you gave me."

Draco was livid he didn't want to be taking orders from her. Not after this. She can't control what I do when I'm away at school. He began to protest but Bella was having none of it.

"You will service the girl." She commanded then her voice dropped into a terrifying whisper.

"And believe me I shall know if you don't." And she swept from the room without giving him a chance at a reply.

She knows I'll do it, simply because she told me to. He thought helplessly. He couldn't explain it, it didn't make sense but somehow he was sure she would know if he disobeyed her.

"Damn it."

Kicking his dresser in frustration he left a good nick in the wood and the loud thud seemed to relieve his tension.

His throbbing prick still straining Draco tried to think of how he could get her to punish him again, worse, harder... better. Will I be punished if I don't service Pansy? No, I want Auntie Bella happy. That's what I need, I need to please her any way possible. That's the only way.

He lay back on his bed in the exact spot where his aunt had just lain. It's still warm. He mused as he took out his aching length and gave it the attention it demanded. All the while he thought of all the ways he would love to pleasure his mother's sister.