Suffering For Desire
Chapter Four. The Sixth Day, the Awakening of Suppressed Lust.
The days of torture, pain, discomfort and misery had taken a toll on Nymphadora, Bellatrix had to support her to help her walk into the kitchen. Once she assisted her in sitting down at the table, she ordered the house-elf to get her a glass of water and a sandwich. Nymphadora wolfed down what she had been given, without any politeness, though Bellatrix didn't care, she just stared helplessly at the floor, pondering what would happen next. For once she didn't look down upon Nymphadora for being a half-blood traitor, she felt herself warm up to her, the sentimental creeping into her. She was confused about how to handle it, ever since she became a Death Eater, got stuck in a loveless marriage and given up on hope and happiness she began to thrive on the pain and misery of others, which had turned her into a complete wicked and despicable person. Feeling warm, and loving to another human being, especially her filthy half-blood niece, was very strange and unusual, but the truth was, she was starting to like it.
Finally, someone spoke. It was Bellatrix, her demeanour was cold and fragile and her tone wasn't dripping with disdain like it usually was toward Nymphadora.
She took a deep breath and said "Oh Dora, you look… dreadful." she looked up into Nymphadora's eyes, they caught hers, she didn't mind her calling her Dora. She was listening, the ringing in her ears from the torture and screaming had stopped. She bowed her head and made a slight nod. Bellatrix got up, she preferred silence to awkward small talk. She took Nymphadora's hand again and walked her down the hall to the large bathroom where the water from the night before was still there, stone cold, in the bath. Bellatrix waved her wand at the water and it instantly changed back into clean, fresh, hot water. She turned around and looked at Nymphadora, who had her head hung down and stood there shaking a little, then she gave a fleeting look at Bellatrix, who turned her back to give Nymphadora a little privacy. Nymphadora removed her damp t-shirt slowly and winced in pain, the bruises on her torso made it difficult to undress. She managed to get it off, Bellatrix glanced at her.
"She truly is an attractive young woman" thought Bellatrix, looking at her slim toned body. She turned her head instantly when Nymphadora gave her an awkward yet seductive look. She was trying hard to get her dirty jeans off when she stopped struggling because of the pain. Bellatrix turned around and looked at her.
"Sit down" she said softly, nodding at a small chair next to the bath. Nymphadora sat down and Bellatrix waved her wand at her jeans which slid off her long, slim legs easily. She was left in her underwear, Bellatrix couldn't help but gaze at her perfect body, fragile and delicate from what she had endured over the last few days. Nymphadora noticed that Bellatrix was staring, which made her blush, there was something thrilling about having Bellatrix watch her, she started to take off her bra, slowly undoing the clip, sliding the straps down her arms then dropping it off revealing perky, voluptuous breasts. Bellatrix could feel her lacy panties starting to dampen.
"Ooh, lovely" Bellatrix thought, she hadn't seen young, perky breasts since sixth year, this was the most excitement she'd had since before she got imprisoned in Azkaban. Nymphadora started slowly removing her panties and blushed even more as she caught Bellatrix's stare, glazed over with lust. She removed her panties completely, showing off a tuft of bright pink hair between her legs, matching her shoulder length tresses. Bellatrix licked her lips at the sight of Nymphadora's beautifully tempting naked body. She stepped into the bath and gasped as the hot water surrounded her delicate, bruised skin. Bellatrix smiled at her and looked in the mirror, she looked terrible too, her make up had smudged down her face from the crying, her hair dishevelled and not deliberately untidy like it normally was. She walked over to the side of the bath and removed her dressing gown and underwear. Nymphadora opened her eyes and gaped, open mouthed as she witnessed Bellatrix Lestrange's slim naked body slip into the water beside her, her hot ragged breath on her neck, smelling her scent. She immediately forgot her anger and gave into the arousal, she could not fight it any longer. Soft fingers touched her waist and felt her slim curves, she could feel herself getting even more excited. Bellatrix was already fully aroused as she explored Nymphadora's taut body and kissed her neck. Her fervent hands down at Nymphadora's heated centre, sliding two fingers inside her and rubbing her clit making her moan. She turned around in the water to face Bellatrix, who was still fingering her. They kissed each other passionately, slipping their hot tongues into each other's mouths and moaning as Nymphadora started fondling Bellatrix's smooth breasts, playing with her erect nipples. She lay back against the bath and Bellatrix went on top of her, kissing her violently and moving her hands up and down her wet body. Nymphadora went to speak but Bellatrix quickly put a delicate finger on her lips.
"Shhh" she took Nymphadora's hand and hey both got out the bath, dripping wet everywhere. She led her down the hallway into her grand bedroom and pointed at the big four-poster bed. Nymphadora looked over at it until Bellatrix grabbed her and threw her onto the bed. "Sit" she said sharply while she walked over to a set of mahogany drawers and pulled out a collar and leash from one of the drawers. Nymphadora obeyed her order and lay on the bed, gagging for the next round, thoughts of Bellatrix spanking her gently while pleasuring herself, handcuffing her to the bed and fucking her wildly with her fingers flashed through her mind, keeping her arousal at it's peak. Bellatrix stood next to the bed and looked at her, fragile yet tempting, beaten yet sexy. She licked her lips and crawled onto the bed slowly, staring at Nymphadora, her eyes still glazed over with lust. Nymphadora lay on the bed while Bellatrix kneeled over her and stroked her face and jaw line.
"You're beautiful" she said, then leant down and kissed her. Nymphadora didn't say anything, just looked up at Bellatrix, admiring her beauty. Bellatrix kissed her neck softly, then bit it with the right amount of pressure so that the pain and pleasure would mix, it made Nymphadora moan softly. She then started kissing down her chest, stopping at her breasts to look at them and smile lustfully. She kissed down her stomach, oh so slowly. Teasing her, making her writhe.
"Come on Bella, please" Nymphadora screamed in her mind, she wanted her to pleasure her beyond anything, but she was taking her time in doing so. Every kiss was so good, but so teasing. Slowly making her way down her body, she was finally down to her silken tresses. At last! Bellatrix looked up at her and giggled, then flicked her tongue over Nymphadora's swollen clit. She moaned out loud in awaited pleasure while Bellatrix caressed her inflamed nub with her hot tongue, thrusting a finger inside her and hitting her highest spot of pleasure. She was hard and fast, but unusually gentle. She knew Nymphadora was still fragile. A hot, heavy minute passed and she let out a final scream as she came over Bellatrix's hand and mouth, who then licked up her juices and crawled up, panting, to kiss her passionately. Nymphadora sighed and smiled, no one had made her come like that, ever.
A few minutes passed, and Bellatrix smiled and said "Hmm, my turn" and with a wink she sat up and grabbed the collar and leash from next to Nymphadora and put it on her securely.
"You're mine now" she said seductively with a giggle whilst pulling on the chain of the leash. A few days ago that would have scared Nymphadora, but now she was starting to love being Bellatrix's little pet. Bellatrix sat there and giggled, watching her new play-thing lie there. She crawled over her and straddled her, in position whilst firmly holding the leash. Nymphadora kissed her dampened, warm spot playfully, making Bellatrix moan in desire, she tightened her grip, Nymphadora knew what she meant by that and swirled her tongue around her arousal-enlarged clit. Bellatrix groaned out in pleasure, tightening her grip again on the leash. Nymphadora held her thighs tightly and roughly ate out her pussy. Bellatrix kneeled up a little so she could stick two fingers in there and pistoned them in and out until-
"Uuuuuuuuuuugghhhh!"
Her orgasm dripped out onto Nymphadora's face who lay there smiling and panting. This was much more fun than the Cruciatus curse she thought.