Chapter 8: all night long

6 months later, Astoria gave birth to a healthy boy who looked exactly like Lucius Malfoy – but nobody cared because Draco also looked a lot like his father. And mainly, nobody would even think of the possibility that Draco could not be the father of the beautiful blonde boy named Scorpius.

When she woke up after the c-section, the first thing she saw was her father-in-law with their baby in his arms.
"Well done", he said, just a second before his wife and his older son entered the room. It was a very strange picture because Astoria wouldn't have thought he'd be a man who carried babies around; but here he was, holding the pureblood heir he was so proud of in his arms.

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Astoria and the baby had been released from the hospital after a few days and were allowed to go home. Draco was always there because the Dark Lord had allowed him almost two weeks off duty – although he knew the truth. But like Lucius had said: it was better for everyone involved if things stayed the way they were. And being the most powerful pureblood family also meant having the duty to look like a perfect family – at least for the rest of the world.

7 days after the birth, Astoria left the family dinner early because Narcissa and Draco offered to care about the baby while she took a shower. She usually spent the whole day with Scorpius in her arms, carrying him around and at the nights they slept together in their big bed, wrapped up together.

The young witch hadn't noticed that her father-in-law had followed her after telling his wife that he had to do some paperwork at his office. He catched Astoria just before she took the stairway which led towards her and Draco's apartment, spun her around and pressed her up against the wall with his own body.

"Did he fuck you?", he asked in a low and threatening tone while he choked her.

Astoria's pulse rate increased. "No, Sir", she whispered, almost surprised that she was still able to talk with his strong hand wrapped around her throat.

"Good", replied Lucius with a satisfied, evil smile. "Keep it that way."

The tension between them was about to explode, but he left her standing there as quickly as he had approached – leaving his daughter-in-law behind with a high pulse rate and wet panties.

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Another 5 days later, Draco had left the Malfoy Manor for a new mission, and nobody knew when he would be back. In the evening of that day, Astoria was sitting at the big king-sized bed in her and Draco's bedroom with her upper back leaned against the headboard. Scorpius was resting peacefully on her belly, wrapped up in her arms and they had both fallen asleep.

She woke up immediately when the bedroom door was being opened and heard someone walking through the room towards her. While she was still blinking, she felt a strong hand on her left shoulder and before she was able to move, Lucius Malfoy was standing right next to her besides the bed.

"He's asleep", said Astoria in a muffled voice.

Her father-in-law didn't answer. He wordlessly took Scorpius – his son – away from her, lifted him in his arms and handed him to the maid he had brought with him. Astoria knew the maid well, but she felt very uncomfortable because something like this had never happened; usually, she wouldn't give her son away, only at the times when she needed to take a shower. But right now, she didn't dare to protest although she really wanted to. Her eyes widened and she looked scared at her father-in-law; his pupils were dilatated, either, but with lust.

Lucius was still standing right in front of her bed and asked the same question as a few days ago, but way more threatening this time: "Has Draco fucked you?"

"No, Sir", answered Astoria honestly and cleared her throat because her mouth felt suddenly very dry. She missed her baby instantly although he had just left the room.

"He's a fool sometimes", hissed Lucius and lowered his head towards Astoria's neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. Then he pulled back and calmly put his cane and his cloak aside before he suddenly entered her bed, grabbed Astoria's hips roughly and pulled her downwards until she was lying flat on her back underneath his intimidating figure.

She gasped at his sudden action and the bruising grip on her hips. "Please", she said with a shaky voice, feeling panic rushing through her body. "I've just given birth, it's too soon – "

Lucius snorted in disapproval. "It's been two weeks", he said angrily while one of his strong hands left her hip and worked her nightgown upwards, revealing her legs and panties to him. She shivered at his touch, partly because she wasn't used to this anymore; the birth seemed to have changed something inside of her because her baby was the only thing she was able to care about, and she wondered whether Scorpius was probably crying and missing her.

Suddenly, Lucius pulled her out of her thoughts because he was on his knees, hovering above her and his hands quickly teared her nightgown apart; he threw it to the floor with a force that scared Astoria even more than she already was.

His big hands found her round breasts, and he growled in anticipation when he rolled her sensitive nipples between his fingers until he heard her whimper in pain.

The Malfoy patriarch pulled her panties away before he lowered his head to her neck and said in a dark voice: "I've waited two weeks, my dear. Two weeks to fuck your tight cunt after the childbirth. It's going to be even better than taking your maidenhood."

Astoria's eyes widened in horror and the realization that she wouldn't be able to stop him hit her hard. She felt tears burning in her eyes; the only thing she really wanted at the moment was having Scorpius in her arms. Draco hadn't even really tried to touch her during the past weeks, but she knew that his father wouldn't be that merciful.

Lucius cursed when he found her dry between her legs. "This is going to happen either way", he said harshly while he opened his trousers.

"Please", repeated Astoria weakly while she laid her hands on his torso; she didn't dare to try and push him away, but she felt like she needed to do something to prevent the inevitable.

She had no idea that he had paid whores at the Knockturn Alley before he had started to fuck her in the first place to act just like this: begging him to stop. Her efforts would only lead to him being even more turned on than he already was.

He grabbed both of her wrists roughly with one of his strong hands and pinned them above her head while he growled angrily: "Have you suddenly forgotten everything I taught you?"

"No, Sir", answered Astoria desperately. "But something has changed, I –"

"Do you really think I care?", hissed Lucius; if looks could kill, his daughter-in-law would've been dead. "You're still mine, and I'm going to punish you for this."

Astoria swallowed hard and realized that she was only making everything worse. "I'm sorry, Sir", she said then, her voice and her whole body still shaking from panic.

"You better be", he hissed while he freed his big erection with his free hand. "Spread your legs."

She obeyed and closed her eyes instinctively; only a sob escaped her lips while she felt him painfully trying to enter into her while her whole body was tensed up and trembling.

"Damn it!", cursed Lucius and his fist hit the mattress next to his daughter-in-law in a blind rage. He wanted this so much and had barely been able to think about anything else during the past weeks; but now, he realized that he wouldn't reach his goal this way. When he looked at Astoria again, she was a trembling mess and her face was wet from tears - right now, she needed to be guided and he would have to punish her later.

He released the bruising grip on her wrists and wiped some tears from her cheek with his thumb while he lowered his head to her neck and sucked at her pulse point before he growled into her ear: "You will be good for me, won't you?"

"Yes, Sir", answered Astoria with a weak voice. His sudden change of behavior disturbed her, and she feared that he would switch into an aggressive mode again.

"You need to relax for me", continued her father-in-law. Suddenly, he spit in his open hand and brought it between her legs where he started to rub her clit. The unexpected sensation sent a shiver through Astoria's body, and she tried her best to relax her muscles.

"Haven't you missed my cock?", asked Lucius while he continued working on her most sensitive bundle of nerves.

"I – I did, Sir", answered Astoria. It wasn't completely true, but she knew that it was what he expected to hear from her. Honestly, she had missed him in a way and had longed for the gentle touch he granted her sometimes after he had destroyed her; she needed this, even if it meant that she had to endure him at his worst.

The father of her husband slid his hand from her clit towards her vaginal entry and pushed two fingers inside of her which made her moan. "That's my good girl", he praised when he felt that she was becoming wet for him, and the praise made her even wetter. He also felt that she had become really tight – two fingers were almost too much, and this would indeed be so much better than taking her virginity; his dick became even harder at that thought.

Lucius finally managed to push the tip of his cock into her hole, and he almost came at the feeling and especially the sight of his manhood stretching her to an almost impossible extend. Astoria cried out, feeling like her muscles would burst.

"Breathe", he instructed, "and relax. I know you can take it."

With those words, he slowly pushed himself forward and growled; it was the first time that he made a sound during sex. Usually, he was the one who made women scream and cry, but the way Astoria's walls clung onto his penis was almost painful and beyond satisfying for him.

When he was halfway buried inside of her, he felt that she was too tensed up again, but he was beyond the point of caring and pushed himself even harder forward which made her cry out even more desperately than before. Her face was covered in tears again and she had never felt that full. "I can't – ", she started, but he interrupted her quickly.

"You will", he hissed, almost breathless from the overwhelming sensation of her tightness around his member. It was his reward for impregnating her, and he would take it from her.

Lucius growled one more time when he was finally completely buried inside of her. When he started to move, Astoria was sure that she had never been in so much pain. Her whole lower regions were a burning mess and there was no pleasure in this for her – contrary to the past times he had almost ripped her apart.

Suddenly, he pulled himself completely out of her. "Turn around", he commanded harshly because he was done seeing her tears and feeling her resistance.

Astoria obeyed and as soon as she had turned around, he grabbed her ass forcefully and simultaneously pushed her head down into the pillows. She cried out again when he spanked her ass hardly a few times, but her cries were now muffled by the pillows. "You're going to suffer for this", he promised angrily while he grabbed her wrists, brought them together behind her back and grabbed them tightly with one of his hands. Now he was fully in control, and he loved everything about it, even her resistance – but he wouldn't admit it because it was a reason to punish her.

Astoria didn't know how it would be possible to suffer more than this, but she had no choice but to endure everything he did to her. When he entered his dick back into her, she cried and sobbed uncontrollably into the pillow until, after an eternity, he was finally done. She let her ass fall onto the mattress after he had pulled his cock out of her and Lucius watched his own seed drip out of her destroyed cunt which almost made him hard again.

While she heard him getting up from the bed and collecting his things, she really wanted to ask him whether she was allowed to have Scorpius back; but she was too afraid of him to ask and in too much pain to even move.

you walked away,
you left me out here on the floor
you didn't care,
you're still the one that I adore

But the pain wasn't the worst thing. She felt worthless and dirty because Lucius Malfoy had left her behind without even a word, let alone a touch, after he had abused and hurt her. She couldn't stop crying and didn't sleep a lot during the night, the image of her angry father-in-law haunting her. She had disappointed him, she thought then. What if he abandoned her completely for what happened earlier? What if she was never allowed to see her son again?

if I close my eyes, all I see
is you standing there in front of me
you're on my mind constantly
now I can't get no sleep

Astoria's lower regions were still very sore and hurting when she woke up on the next day and besides the pain, she felt empty. She hadn't seen Scorpius since almost 12 hours and wasn't even sure where he was and who was taking care of him. Sure, they would never hurt him because he was their freaking pureblood heir; but she needed to be with her baby. And a baby needed his mother, didn't it?!

Besides, she felt guilty because she had made Scorpius' father so angry. What the hell had she been thinking? That he'd let go of her if she asked nicely?

She tried to wash the sorrow and the pain away under the shower, but it didn't help. She knew that she needed to see Lucius Malfoy. The question was whether she would dare to ask for Scorpius or whether she should apologize first.

"Is Mr. Malfoy home?", she asked the first house elf she met at her way downstairs.

"Master is at office", answered the house elf and added: "Maybe Miss wanna wait, Master is not in a good mood."

"Thanks, but I have to talk to him", replied Astoria and felt even more nauseous than before.

The Malfoy patriarch had already expected his daughter-in-law to show up at his office when she knocked at the door - she was very predictable for him and so easy to manipulate. "Enter", he barked angrily as an answer to her knocking because he was still furious about last night, even though he looked forward to punishing her for it. He had enjoyed her resistance, of course – but this was a matter of respect and obedience, and he would keep his promise that she'd have to suffer for her behavior.

Astoria closed the office door behind her and made some insecure steps forwards. Her father-in-law seemed even more intimidating today than he was usually, and she decided quickly that asking for her son wouldn't be a good start. She hardly dared to say anything, at all.

"I want to apologize, Sir", she said and looked with big eyes at him.

It took a moment until he answered. "And you consider this an appropriate position for an apology?"

His cold voice cut through her like a knife.

"No, Sir", she said quickly while her heart beat increased, and she tried to figure out what he expected of her. His ice-cold appearance scared her, and she didn't know what she could possibly do to appease him. Being out of options, she walked around the office table under his piercing gaze and got on her knees next to the office table and besides the office chair he was sitting on; it seemed to be the only position he could've meant.

"Please forgive me, Sir…Mr. Malfoy…", she begged, but his facial expression remained stone hard. Suddenly, she knew what he might wanted to hear, lowered her gaze to the floor and said: "My Lord."

Astoria couldn't see the satisfied, evil smirk on his face because she kept her head lowered and waited, but he didn't answer. He made her wait purposely to see how far she would go.

His daughter-in-law continued with a trembling voice: "Please, my Lord, I'll do anything – "

"Anything?", answered Lucius and tilted his head. This was going even better than he had expected it to.

"Yes, Sir", said Astoria and was relieved because she felt like there would be a way out of this situation and that he would probably forgive her.

Suddenly, she felt his strong hand underneath her chin, grabbing her jaw roughly and forcing her to look at him. "I am never going to tolerate such a behavior again, Astoria", he said fiercely. "And I'm sure you understand that you need to be punished."

"Yes, Sir", she answered and was afraid he'd hurt her even more than he had yesterday. But it didn't matter, she would endure anything if he would just stop being ice-cold to her.

"Are you going to be good and take the punishment you deserve obediently?", he asked while his eyes darkened and showed an evil, sadistic glow.

"Yes, Sir", answered Astoria, her voice already trembling with fear.

"Hmm", said Lucius and waited for a moment, while his steel-hard grip on her face intensified, like he was thinking about it. "I will decide whether I forgive you after your punishment. Get up."

With those words, he let go of her jaw and Astoria raised immediately to her feet. Her father-in-law got up from his office chair and towered easily above her.
"Follow me", he instructed.

Astoria was surprised – she hadn't expected to be led anywhere else, but she hurried to keep up with him. Lucius Malfoy stopped in front of a big bookshelf and when he laid his strong hand on one of the books, the whole shelf magically transformed itself into a wooden door. He opened the door, gestured his daughter-in-law to enter the room and followed her, closing the door carefully behind him and leaning against it with his arms crossed over his cane in front of him while he gave her a moment to look around.

Astoria couldn't believe what she was seeing. It was a big, dark room lit by torches at the walls, looking menacing. In the middle of the room was a table, at the other side was a bed without sheets, and there were shelves everywhere with strange objects. Chains and metal hooks were hanging from the ceiling.
She had never seen something like this and felt like being in here with the most dangerous Deatheater wouldn't lead to something good. Instead, she suddenly realized that he had probably designed the room for a certain reason, which made her nauseous and scared her to no extend.

Before she was able to think this through, Lucius suddenly grabbed her by her waist and pushed her forcefully against the wall next to the door.

"I am going to ruin you", he promised devilishly, "and you are going to thank me for it like a good slut." He was so close that she was able to smell his masculine scent, and it was intoxicating, addicting – although she was more than afraid of what he was planning on doing to her in this fucked-up room.

"You deserve ten strokes", he continued, his face only inches away from hers, "and you are going to count. If you lose count, I am going to restart."

"Yes, Sir", answered Astoria with a trembling voice. Ten didn't seem a lot, actually and she was almost relieved – she didn't know what she had expected, but probably something eviler.

Lucius made a few steps backwards and crossed his arms over his cane again. "Undress", he hissed in his usual commanding attitude.
Astoria hurried to obey and was soon standing in front of him completely naked and felt very insecure under her father-in-law's piercing and inspecting gaze. He admired her body although she wasn't as slim as she had used to be before the childbirth – but she would regain her former figure soon. His gaze shifted from her abdomen to her perfectly shaved cunt - she must've had a spell for always being perfectly shaved, he thought. Without moving, he asked: "Are you still sore?"

"Yes, Sir."
His lips curled to an evil smirk. "Good. Go to the table and bend down."

Astoria was afraid that her trembling legs wouldn't carry her through the room towards the table, but they did. She leaned down carefully while goosebumps spread all over her body from the contact with the wooden table. At the moment she saw the installed black leather cuffs at the table, her father-in-law raised his wand from his cane and fixated her wrists in front of her on the table; she also felt that her legs were suddenly pulled apart and fixated to the legs of the table. Astoria tried her best to slow her pulse down while fear rushed through her whole body, and she wasn't able to stop trembling when she heard the Malfoy patriarch coming towards her. He was approaching slowly on purpose to scare her even more.

Suddenly and unexpectedly, she felt his rough hand against her sex. "You're wet", he said in a dark and threatening voice before he shoved two fingers inside of her raw, swollen cunt. "Oh, right", he continued when he heard her whimpering in pain, his voice dripping with cruelty, "almost forgot that you're still sore. How perfect for your punishment, isn't it?"

Astoria swallowed the upcoming tears away. "Yes, Sir", she answered while he moved his fingers roughly back and forth. Although she was completely at his mercy, she wanted to be good for him, no matter what he did to her. She needed him to forgive her, no matter what she would have to endure to earn his forgiveness.

Suddenly, the leading Deatheater stopped finger-fucking her, went around the table and shoved his fingers, which were covered in her own juices, forcefully and too deep into Astoria's mouth. She gagged at his sudden action, but still sucked and licked his fingers clean as good as she could.

She had heard his footsteps and the sound of his cane meeting the floor with each of his steps and had assumed that he'd go behind her again; but she hadn't expected the first stroke. She cried out in pain when he hit her with full force at her bare ass and it felt like it left a string of burning fire behind.

Because he had hit her with his freaking cane.

"I told you to count!", he yelled angrily.

Astoria wanted to curse, to scream, to disappear. "I'm sorry, Sir", she said instead, while her back was still burning like hell. If he was planning on hitting her ten times like this, she would most likely never be able to sit again.

The second stroke followed quickly. "One", she managed to say because she knew that her sadistic father-in-law expected her to restart.

"At least you're learning", he said and caressed the skin of her bottom with his hand which intensified the burning stripes his cane had left there.

Astoria tried to prepare herself for the next strokes, but she was never really prepared. By the fourth stroke the tears were already streaming down her face and her voice was weak, but she kept on counting – she had to.

"Five", she cried out while Lucius admired the damage he had already caused. He opened his trousers and decided that he would change his original plan; his dick was already throbbing painfully, and he would need release soon.

"Six."
He heard the desperation and the pain in her voice, and he loved it.

"Seven."
He would be way calmer and more focused after his release – he could do this for hours, he thought.

"Eight."
Astoria was sure that some of the burning cuts on her ass must already be bleeding. Would they leave scars?

"Nine."
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Please, no more, she wanted to scream. Please stop, I'll do anything, just –
But she was too afraid that he'd restart again. She had come so far, just one more…

"Ten."
She was a trembling and sobbing mess, but she had made it through his punishment.

"Beautiful", she heard him saying while he cupped her ass in his strong hands which made her whimper even more and made her realize how much he was enjoying this.

Suddenly, she felt that her bonds were released. Lucius grabbed her hair roughly and pulled her naked body back against his clothed figure which intensified the excruciating pain on her ass. "On your knees", he hissed into her ear before he released her.

She hurried to obey and was sure that her weak legs wouldn't have kept her standing for a long time, anyway.

"Hands behind your back", commanded Lucius and freed his cock with one hand. He needed release now and Astoria felt relieved because sucking him off would be far better than having him fuck her raw cunt. She put her hands obediently behind her back and looked upwards – how could someone be so handsome and cruel at the same time? – waiting for another command which came right away.

"Open your mouth and take it like a good whore."

Soon, she was gagging around his member, tears were falling from her beautiful eyes and saliva was dripping from her mouth while he used her in his usual rough way. He had never seen something more beautiful.

His hand was on the back of her head, grabbing her by her hair to stabilize her head while he fucked her mouth. Astoria panicked after a short while because she felt like she couldn't breathe, but he didn't care. She was surprised when she felt his hot sperm at the back of her throat after a short while – she had expected him to last longer, to be honest. She swallowed his come and sucked the air inside of her lungs as soon as his softening dick left her mouth, and he released his steel-hard grip on her head. After a short while in which she had tried to slow her breathing down and noticed that he had closed his trousers again, she tried to get up from the humiliating position at the floor on her knees and cried out when she felt him forcefully grabbing her hair and forcing her head backwards.

"Where do you think you're going?", he yelled angrily. "I'm not nearly finished with you."