Chapter 9: Who Broke Who? (Narcissa Bellatrix)

Harry Potter reclined as much as he could against the dungeon walls of the Malfoy family dungeon. The Boy-Who-Lived found his wrists shackled to the wall. His legs had been spread apart on the wall. A few scratches and bruises covered his face.

Twelve Death Eaters it took to bring him down. Harry was certain he brought a handful of them down in the process and left many others with injuries to remember him by. The plan looked a bit better on paper, than it did actually playing out in practice. Harry deepened his smile. He was positive he could salvage this one.

The doors opened up and a refined woman descended down the stairs. Bellatrix Lestrange approached the steps, a scowl on her face. Her silky black hair shined in the dim light of the dungeons. Her soft and refined face returned to its full luster after being out of Azkaban for a few years. Her exotic violet eyes shined in the light. Her lips curled down, coated in dark lipstick, plump and perfect for all kinds of oral talents. Her robes stretched over her body, hiding a lot of what was underneath. Bellatrix dressed in a pair of fingerless black gloves with her nails painted black.

Harry believed she was rather well endowed indeed, thanks to her magical prowess. Bellatrix walked over towards him. The scowl on her face was quite fetching on her.

"Well, well, well, Potter, look what the cat dragged in," Bellatrix said.

"Hello, Bellatrix, how's my favorite psychopath?" Harry asked.

"Better than you are right now, I can tell you," Bellatrix said. She looked like a predatory who stalked her prey. "You've been a naughty little boy, Potter. Constantly meddling in the Dark Lord's schemes."

"My day's not complete unless I ruin Voldemort's," Harry said.

"You speak his name," Bellatrix said.

"Well, it's not his name, mainly some title he gifted himself," Harry said. "His real name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. His father was a common Muggle. His mother was barely above the level of a filthy squib."

Bellatrix's rage bubbled over to the service.

"And to think, only a select few know his name, his real name," Harry said. Bellatrix pulled out her wand and pointed at her adversary. "But, perhaps you know. Perhaps you know Voldemort is the bastard son of a squib and a Muggle."

"It's lies Dumbledore has told you, Potter," Bellatrix said.

"Well, Dumbledore has lied many times, but…your master told me himself," Harry said. "I stared him in the eye when he admitted who his father was…nothing but a filthy Muggle. Useful in death, because his bones allowed your master to cling onto his pathetic existence called life."

"The Dark Lord is more powerful then you will ever be, Potter," Bellatrix said.

"Oh, you've tasted my power full on, haven't you?" Harry asked. "When I gave you the Cruciatus Curse in the Department of Mysteries. Remember Bellatrix."

"You didn't cause me pain," Bellatrix said. "I told you, Potter, you didn't mean it."

"Oh, naïve, Bella, I obviously didn't cause you pain," Harry said. "Magic is all about intent. I've performed the sister curse to the curse by pure accident, and….you were in desperate need of a change of panties, weren't you, Bella?"

Bellatrix returned fire with a glare of her own. He did cause her sexual stimulation, as if by accident. She tried to hide it underneath her demeanor, and thankfully the Dark Lord turned up and drew attention off of her.

"The mirror of pain is pleasure," Harry said. "I get it, you want to be a tough girl. And you can be dangerous…you're extremely bad, Bella. You're a naughty little vixen, who thinks she can have her way with the naïve Gryffindor."

Bellatrix locked eyes with him. She tried to show no fear.

"Deep down, you get off on it, you get off on the idea of submitting to a wizard who society things is beneath your standards," Harry said. "And deep down ,you know about Riddle. And you continue to throw yourself at him….but he doesn't want anything to do with you, does he?"

Bellatrix hated how close to home he struck her. She stepped towards Harry and placed her hands on either side of her face. The nails of the dark witch dug into Harry's face.

"Shut up, Potter."

The dark goddess moved her hips against Harry so she could press against him. She squashed her breasts against him when against the wall.

"You think you're so big, Potter?" Bellatrix asked. "You think you got the better of me."

"I did get the better of you, and I got the better of you now," Harry said. "The state of you tells me as such."

Bellatrix stepped back to cup her breasts. Her nipples hardened through the other side of her robes.

"And the moment I get out of here, I'm going to treat you like the whore you've always wanted to be," Harry said. "I'm going to make you scream my name, and you're going to have a new master."

"You think so, don't you, Potter?" Bellatrix asked. The Chosen One's eyes locked onto her with a smile and Bellatrix removed her hand from her breast to stare at him. "I'm going to break you. I've bet you've never experienced a real woman."

"Take your best shot, Trixie."

Bellatrix raised her wand and started to slice off Harry's robes. The tattered remains of his robes fell to the floor. She ripped his shirt off to reveal his muscular chest. The scars covering his athletic upper body didn't detract from the experience. Bellatrix slowly ran her hands over the scars, tracing patterns on them.

"One would think you're getting into this," Harry said.

Bellatrix realized what she was doing and stopped.

"We'll see how tough the great Harry Potter is," Bellatrix said.

Bellatrix undid Harry's trousers and pulled them down. The only piece of clothing left to block her sight from the promise land was a pair of boxer shorts. She could see Harry's tent being pitched.

"Auntie Bella wants to play," Bellatrix said, squeezing his package in her hands. The dark witch removed her hands and worked Harry's boxer shorts down over his ankles.

Seeing his naked cock out in front of her caused Bellatrix to gasp. Most purebloods didn't measure up to this at all. The thick cock standing in front of her caused Bellatrix to step back and gasp.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Harry asked, doing a perfect imitation of her baby voice. "Ickle Trixie afraid of big bad Harry's big cock?"

Bellatrix squeezed Harry's balls forcefully. She could feel how thick and heavy they were and ran her hand down them. A fire burned through her eyes when she leaned down. The thick swollen head greeted her. Bellatrix leaned forward and touched her lips to his cock. She slid her tongue against it.

The sexual stimulation was about to begin. Harry watched Bellatrix ease her mouth open and lower herself onto his cock. The dark witch came closer to bringing him into her mouth.

Bellatrix inhaled Harry's cock with one fell swoop. She brought her lips down onto him and made a lewd popping sound. The thick manhood pierced into the back of the throat, which Bellatrix brought him down.

"Not a bad cock sucker," Harry said. "Most certainly top five."

Top five? Bellatrix vowed to show him she was the best. She leaned back and slurped his thick prick into the back of her throat. Bellatrix' warm throat accented his cock. The middle Black daughter worked over his thick manhood with his cock, dragging it up of the edge and tonguing out of his slit. The warm taste of his pre-cum hit her tongue.

Harry closed his eyes. Bellatrix used her tongue, teeth, and throat to give his cock a full stimulation. She went to town on his cock, with all of the talented precision of a top dollar war. The vixen's tight throat contracted around his cock and started to suck him down. Bellatrix refused to let go of the throbbing tool placed in her tight throat.

Bellatrix sucked him into the back of her throat. Feeling his heavy balls, Bellatrix tingled in excitement for the amount of cum to her. The suction sound made sure his entire cock would be feeling this, when Bellatrix left him nothing, but a broken man, with a sore cock and an empty, drained, sac.

"Whore, Death eater slut," Harry growled. "But, I've bet you've never had a cock this big in your throat."

Bellatrix groped his sac and started to rub him violently. The dark witches's nails sank into Harry's hairy balls when she brought him. Bellatrix milked him like a cow, and she would get all of his fucking milk.

Harry thrust his hips forward and choked Bellatrix on his erupting cock. The cream coated the back of her throat firing into it with the precision of a firehouse. Bellatrix clutched onto his balls and stroked them, milking all of the cream from his balls down her throat.

The witch rose to her feet, a dazed expression on her eyes. Bellatrix knew one thing for sure, she never took this much cum into her mouth. A bit of a cocky smirk returned to her face when she stared at Harry.

"Guess you aren't so….." Bellatrix said. She stopped the moment something else rose to the occasion. "How are you still hard?"

Bellatrix's eyes looked at Harry's cock. It remained erect despite just seconds earlier her giving him a sloppy and sexual blowjob which drained his balls.

"Guess, you're not as good as you think you are," Harry said with a smile. "I'll give you an EE, there's most certainly room for an improvement."

Bellatrix removed the clasp on her robe and pulled it down to the ground. She revealed a tight black halter top where her breasts almost spilled down them. The abundance of womanly curves stretched into the shirt. A tight black leather skirt stretched down until a little bit past her knees. Her legs covered in ripped fishnet stockings and black leather high heeled boots.

"Not too bad, Trixie," Harry said. "You'd look good hanging out on a corner in Knockturn alley."

Bellatrix gritted her teeth when looking at him. Yet, there was another part of her who got off on getting demeaned on him. She removed her halter top and revealed her large breasts. The globes rested high and firm on her chest. Harry received a visual buffet of big areolas, and juicy, erect nipples. Bellatrix pushed her large tits in his face.

"Suck it, you little bastard," Bellatrix said.

Harry bit down onto her nipple which caused her to gasp in pleasure. The Boy-Who-Lived's mouth treated her sensitive nipples extremely roughly. Bellatrix groaned the more Harry buried his mouth over her nipple.

"Oh, fuck, bite my nipples, maul my breasts with your mouth," Bellatrix said. She reached between her thighs and started to rub her cunt. The juices stuck to her fingers. "Feel this, you little cunt warmer, feel what you're doing to me. You naughty boy."

Bellatrix removed her breasts from Harry's suckling mouth and tried to forcefully shove her juice stained fingers Harry's mouth wrapped around her fingers and inhaled them. Bellatrix groaned when Harry bit down onto her finger.

"I'm going to ride you into the ground, Potter," Bellatrix said.

"Do you think your cunt can handle me?"

Bellatrix ripped her skirt off to reveal her cunt. Her pink lips beckoned out for Harry with a strip of dark hair down it. The dark witch straddled Harry's hips and pushed her cunt closer towards his thick manhood. Bellatrix grinded up and down on his thick cock, almost ready to shove him all the way inside her.

"Damn, you're the tightiest whore ever," Harry said.

Bellatrix wrapped her legs around Harry's hips with a crushing force. The nymphomaniac death eater pushed her hips down onto Harry's thick cock and slid all the way down her pole. His cock entered her tight cavern.

Harry grunted when Bellatrix impaled herself onto his pole. Bellatrix Lestrange's big tits smacked into his face. Harry took the creamy globes into his mouth and started to suck them.

"You bastard, you're going to make me cum," Bellatrix said.

"Oh, my poor cock sleeve, you have no idea what you've gotten yourself into, have you?" Harry asked.

"No, but you've gotten yourself into me, Potter," Bellatrix said, squeezing her thighs closer to milk his probing prick. It seemed to grow and swell by each thrust.

Bellatrix leaned down and bit down onto the side of Harry's neck, drawing a little bit of blood. His cock pushed deeper into her.

The heat from her loins surrounded Harry's cock. He rose his hips up and brought all twelve inches sthick into the dripping hot womanhood of Bellatrix. Bellatrix grinded down onto him pushing onto him.

Bellatrix's body erupted into a pleasure. A pair of strong hands gripped her on the ass and squeezed it to push it into her.

Wait a minute, hands, loose, on her ass, roaming all the way down the back of her legs, and up her body to touch her breasts. A hazy conclusion reached Bellatrix.

A crack echoed and Harry brought Bellatrix across the room. The Death Eater couldn't fight it, or care too much about the fact Harry Potter was loose. The only thing mattered was she came all over his cock.

Restraints strapped around her and the next thing she knew, Bellatrix found herself strapped to a torture rack in the dungeons. The restraints were fastened tightly around her, and Bellatrix couldn't be any more horny than Harry left her now.

"A big rack for a big rack," Harry said as he pawed her tits, having pulled completely out of her. "Let's see if I could stretch you out."

Harry rubbed against the entrance of the woman. Juices collected on the tip of his cock. The number of juices coating Bellatrix thighs allowed him for an easier move.

"Stick it in me, Potter, you're making me crazy," Bellatrix said.

"Just now," Harry said. He played with Bellatrix's right breast and started to squeeze them.

"Harry, please, I need your cock inside me," Bellatrix said. "My pussy is on fire."

Harry smiled and edged his cock against her, sinking into her dripping hot pussy one more again. The sound of the moans in his ear prompted Harry to bring his entire weight down into his cock. Harry pushed his hips against her.

Bellatrix gasped when their pelvic muscles met together. His cock stretched her out on the rack. His hands started to maul her tits and rubbed them hard.

"You can drown a man, Trixie," Harry said.

"All the better…for you to fuck my brains out," Bellatrix said.

The door on the stairs opened and Narcissa Malfoy stepped down. She went down to check to make sure her sister didn't get out of control with interrogating Potter for information. Bellatrix could go over the top a lot of the times.

Narcissa heard moans, which she expected. What she didn't expect was there were Bellatrix's moans. Narcissa opened up the door and saw a sight she never thought she would see in her life.

Harry Potter violated Bellatrix repeatedly with his….gifted equipment. Narcissa watched him, thinking she should intervene, but Narcissa couldn't bring herself to do so. She couldn't look away from the tawdry scene next to her. Like a disgusting broomstick crash, Narcissa knew the spectacle would be a big much.

And speaking of broomsticks, Harry penetrated Bellatrix and started to cause her to scream. Narcissa reached up and undid the front of her robes slowly. She trailed her fingers down.

Bellatrix tried to lift her hips as much as they could. A rush spread through her body. Every single part of her body had been attacked by Harry.

"Having fun?" Harry asked. "Time for you to cum again."

Bellatrix tried to exert some kind of self control. It didn't happen for long, but Bellatrix made the effort to do so. Harry brought his thick manhood into her.

"Just look at you, the state of you," Harry said. Her legs had been released, allowing Bellatrix's fishnet clad legs to wrap around him. He could feel her legs up. "You're a bad girl, lusting after the cock of your master's most hated enemy."

Bellatrix gasped with a pleasurable moan. Harry brought the point of his throbbing penis into her body. Bellatrix wrapped her thighs around him and started to pump him.

"And look at you, you're cumming again….I don't even need to say anything do I. I just have to touch your nipples."

Harry flicked her nipples to prove his point. Bellatrix overflowed and sent her into a gushing rush of pleasure. His cock pushed into her depths, stuffing her completely full.

The moment Bellatrix came down, Harry pulled out of her. He knew she wouldn't move now.

Narcissa Malfoy stopped, eyes widened. Her robes were opened with her skirt rolled up and her panties rolled up.

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy, long time, no see," Harry said.

"Mr. Potter," Narcissa said, trying to look casual.

"I'm guessing Lucius hasn't been….quite living up to standards," Harry said. He made sure Narcissa stepped completely into room, locking the door behind both of them and casting a spell so no one could bother them. "But if he's anything like his demon spawn of a son, there's some pretty low standards."

"Potter, you're…you're not going to do this to me, like her," Narcissa said. She backed up against the wall.

"Do what?" Harry asked. He lightly touched his fingers on the edge of the wall and pinned her back.

Narcissa's cheeks grew with the heat. The thought of this powerful young man being up close to her dried her mouth.

"She means you're not going to fuck her like a high class whore," Bellatrix said. "She means you're not going to pin her down to the ground, rip open her blouse and suck on her giant tits, while shoving your cock into her underused cunt. The only thing she's had it was barely bigger than a pin."

"Bellatrix, you're….."

"It's not like Potter can handle both of us," Bellatrix said. "Your cunt's tighter than mine. He'll burst in it."

Harry backed Narcissa against the wall. He could hear her heartbeat against her chest. Harry smiled when he pushed up against her.

"Potter, don't…..please," Narcissa said.

"Are you afraid of me, Narcissa?" Harry asked. "Are you afraid you can't handle a real man's cock?"

"No, I'm not afraid, Potter," Narcissa said.

"Then prove it," Harry said.

Narcissa threw her arms around Harry's neck and pushed her rosy lips around his. The two of them exchanged a passionate kiss with each other. Harry's tongue went into her mouth.

"Yes, give in, embrace your inner whore, little sister!" Bellatrix said, cackling.

Narcissa stepped back and wrapped her hand around Harry's thick cock. Narcissa could feel flushed when she rubbed her future lover's pipe in between her fingers.

"Are you going to do anything?" Harry asked. "Or have you forgotten?"

Narcissa waved her wand, and transformed one of the chairs into something more comfortable. She backed Harry onto the love seat and looked at his thick prick into the air.

"I love your big cock, Harry Potter," Narcissa said. "You're the chosen one…chosen to fuck me."

Narcissa kissed the tip of Harry's thick prick and pushed her lips around it. She brought his cock into her mouth. Narcissa tasted his cock.

"Oh, Narcissa, don't you realize you're sucking his cock with my juices staining it?" Bellatrix asked.

Narcissa wasn't deterred. Harry reached around, threading his fingers on the back of her golden blonde hair. Harry pushed his thick prick into the back of her throat.

His cock stuffed her cheeks and the back of her throat when Harry started to face fuck the mother of one of his school yard rival. Narcissa's wet heat of her mouth inhaled and released his cock.

Harry pulled his cock out of Narcissa's mouth. She looked up at him with a smile on her face. Narcissa rose up and grinded her wet pussy against his cock.

"Inside me, Mr. Potter," Narcissa said.

"Yes, Narcissa," Harry said with a smile.

Narcissa positioned her heated mound against his thick cock. She pushed his cock inside her, straddling Harry's hips and bringing him inside her. The sexy MILF wiggled her hips down onto him.

"Oh, Narcissa, Bellatrix was right!" Harry groaned, her pussy envolping his thick cock. "You're really fucking tight!"

Narcissa positioned her pussy down onto him. Her almost virgin tight pussy wrapped around his thick cock. Despite giving birth to her son, magic made her pussy extremely tight because of underuse.

"Going to cum yet, Chosen One?" Narcissa asked.

Harry removed her blouse to reveal her creamy, delicious, tits. He leaned in and took Narcissa's rosy nipple into her mouth. Narcissa wrapped her arms around Harry's head and pushed them into her creamy breasts.

Narcissa couldn't believe this. No one worshipped her breasts like Harry did. His mouth stimulated her and caused an eruption of pleasure to go down her body.

"Faster, Narcissa, drill your cunt over his big half blood dick!" Bellatrix yelled. Her hands had been freed by Harry, but she wasn't to move. The dark witch masturbated herself raw.

Narcissa hung onto his neck. Her wet cunt brought down onto his thick manhood. Tingles pushed into her. She could feel his cum swollen balls going up into her cum.

"Cumming, so hard, Bellatrix," Narcissa said.

"Just the first one, first of many," Bellatrix informed her. "Does your entire body feel like he transfigured it into a G-Spot?"

"Yes!" Narcissa screamed at the top of her lungs. She pushed her hard nipple into Harry's mouth.

Narcissa's snug cunt squeezed Harry's cock like a python. The glorious heat wrapped around him and sank down onto him. The woman's hair stuck against her face.

Harry motorboarded her breasts. Her heat pumped down around her, with Harry shoving himself into her. Narcissa gasped when Harry shoved his thick prick into her body. His balls swelled when her hot anus pushed down onto them.

"Spill your seed into me, Harry," Narcissa breathed. "Put your seed into me. Breed my pureblood womb!"

"Oh, I knew you were a slut!" Bellatrix yelled. Her masturbating got even more hungered, at the thought of the Boy-Who-Lived knocking up her younger sister and knocking her up. They would need to kidnap Andromeda and complete the cycle, providing they could walk again when Potter was done with them.

"Yes, I'm the slut, the slut of the Chosen One," Narcissa said.

"What about the Dark Lord?" Bellatrix asked.

"Did the Dark Lord ever do this to us?" Narcissa asked.

"No, he hasn't, he'd rather spend time with other men kneeling before him," Bellatrix said.

Harry gripped Narcissa's delicious ass and continued to allow her to ride onto him. The pureblood vixen kept riding onto him. His balls started to churn with cum inside her.

"Please, Master, give me your seed….I'll carry your heirs!" Narcissa yelled.

"Not if I don't carry them first," Bellatrix said.

"But, you couldn't finish the job," Narcissa said. "I guess years in Azakban have made you soft, Bella."

"Are you willing to forsake the Dark Lord for me?" Harry asked, looking up from Narcissa's breasts to stare at Bellatrix.

"Yes, I'll willingly betray the Dark Lord for your cock!" Bellatrix yelled.

Harry smiled, he supposed it was the thought which counted. He pushed his cock into Narcissa's extremely willing pussy. Her cunt pumped up and down onto him.

"Yes, I'll take your cock, I'll kill my husband for your seed!" Narcissa yelled.

"Aww, I wanted to kill your husband!" Bellatrix whined.

Harry's thick cock started to pierce her. Narcissa summoned all of the power to her pussy and tried to squeeze him completely hard. She wanted to feel him knock her up. Her breasts swelling with milk for her master to feed on.

"Give your pet your cum, Master," Narcissa said. Harry nibbled on her breasts to leave love bites on him.

"Oh, are you receiving your new mark, Cissa?" Bellatrix asked, having conjured a magical vibrator and shoved it into her pussy.

Harry smiled and decided to give Bellatrix an orgasm from across the room. Her hips bucked up and down, slamming into the invisible air as the magically simulated cock speared into her.

"You might burn out, Narcissa."

"I won't."

Narcissa lifted her hips down onto him. She allowed him to touch her ass and cram his cock into her pussy. So much cum, she was pretty sure he used a charm to prevent himself from cumming inside her.

Bellatrix collapsed into a drooling state, resembling one of her past victims. Narcissa left.

"Do you swear to follow me, no matter what?" Harry asked

"Yes, I'm loyal to only you," Narcissa said.

Harry smiled, her legs were amazingly soft, as her were her breasts and pussy. Her ass looked to be delicious as well and he couldn't get enough of it. Harry pushed deep into Narcissa and pummeled her.

"Don't worry, Voldemort will be dead momentarily."

Bellatrix would have asked what Harry meant, had she functioning brain cells which hadn't been fucked into a stupor. Her pussy kept humming from the results of the series of orgasms Harry channeled through her body through the body by the sheer force of well.

Pleasure racked Narcissa's body and it increased when the contents of his balls spilled into Narcissa's body Harry fired the contents of his balls into Narcissa's womb.

"Did it Bellatrix," Narcissa breathed, making sure all of his cum filled her pussy. She could feel her master knocking her up with a child, a child which would be more powerful than the disappointment Lucius gave her.

"Only because I got the ball rolling," Bellatrix said. She rose up to the table and walked over, almost collapsing to her knees.

"Don't worry, there's more where that came from."

Harry smiled; he used Bellatrix's dark mark as a conduit for a sexually charged ritual to kill Voldemort and his followers. He saved Bellatrix from this fate by binding her to him as a sex slave, and he added Narcissa as a lovely door prize.

All was well.

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The End.