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She whined again, her body squirming under her restraints as he bit her. “I’m just trying to do something nice, and you’re acting like I’ve been naughty—I’m a very good girl…” she insisted, though her tone completely derailed any sort of effect.

Bella stayed still, bracing herself for him to use the flogger on her, making a noise in her throat and flinching hard when he smacked it on his hand. She felt dizzy, the room around them melting away as she closed her eyes, trying to take deep breaths, trying to steady herself. His need to keep her on edge was going to be the end of her, this was torture.

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She knew he was waiting to catch her off guard, and despite her trying to stay prepared, he had her gasping as he moved. Bella whined, though her body was not fighting against his harsh grip. The space between her legs was throbbing, it was almost painful, this need she felt for him. Now that she knew what it was like, the idea of being satisfied was impossible, she’ll never stop wanting this, this thrill humming in her skin that only Lucius has ever made her feel.

Her chest was heaving as she tried catching her breath “no fair, I want to touch you…” she mumbled, her voice pouty and sweet despite the anticipation on her face. “What are you going to do?” She asked innocently, blinking up at him, meeting his eyes. Bella could feel her pulse between her legs, her body was shaking, it was torture enough just waiting for him to act. “I need you Lucius, please… I can’t wait anymore.” She sighed, her hands balling into fists under the restraints.

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Nero gulped down the lump in his throat, it always got to him to see his son like this. He was so like his mother…. He squeezed his shoulders before he held him at arm’s length to take a proper look at him. Merlin he looked worse for wear—the effect only amplified by the less than sensical rambling he was doing.

The man sighed at his son “Theodore, how many times do i have to tell you? I am Damia’s ward, not you. I am always going to end up involved whether you think you’ve handled it or not.” He lead him to where they boy had clearly been sat, ushering him to do so, and summoning a chair for himself. “Right, okay, don’t worry about trying to explain it all to me, i will just wait for the healer to arrive.” He took a moment to survey Damia on the bed—indeed she looked like she’d been attacked by a dementor. Surely such a thing hasn’t happened, the school wouldn’t after the events just two years prior.

“What you can answer is, is this something she’s done to herself or is it something else? I need you to be honest with me Theodore.” His tone lacked a large amount of the gentleness it had carried earlier—if he was going to form a good story for the Dark Lord, he needed to know the proper facts.

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Bellatrix couldn’t mide the rejection in her voice as she responded “Do you not like it when i surprise you?” She pouted. As he continued she whined, squirming in her restraints “Yes Daddy, I’ll be good… i promise…”

She sucked in a deep breath, letting out a shuddering sigh at the sensation of him grazing his nails on her chest “You are…I know you’ll take care of me, yes Daddy” she replied, her earlier rejection dissolving slowly with every second of contact

In fact all of her other swimming thoughts left her at the sight of the flogger. Her breathing quickened, anticipation made her skin break into goosebumps. She heard the smack of the leather and her body twitched, a small noise escaped her parted lips. She stood as still as she could, not moving with the exception of her heaving chest. She prepared herself, knowing he’ll act with no more warning than this.

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Bella whined as he robbed her of contact, immediately holding her arms out to him . Thankfully the feeling of emptiness was fleeting as he held her, she held onto him tightly, a mad sort of giggle bubbling from her as he threw her onto the bed. Her body twitched as their eyes met, the sight of him like this, the look on his face, his body still wet and shining. Her chest heaved as bit her lip, her eyes couldn’t settle on where to look, it was all too much.

Bella gulped, propping herself up on her elbows, “Lucius, please.” She sat all the way up, her limbs shaking, getting on her knees and crawling down the bed to him. She stood on her knees, her body now in line with his as she met his gaze. Her hands glided down his body, from his shoulders down to his cock, she stroked it slowly. Her lips began kissing up his neck, and she spoke with his earlobe in her teeth.

“I need you, I need you to come for me, it’s not fair that you’ve made me do it so many times, and so hard, I need to feel you do the same… pretty please?” She pulled back to look his eyes, eager to see what he’ll do

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Nero Nott was marching down the corridors of this god forsaken hospital, there may never be a time hell tolerate being here; too much has happened here. Too much tragedy, too much loss. 

His heart would always sink down every time time he saw that stationary in his pile of letters. He’ll always remember his dear friends, his own injuries—but more than anything, he’ll always remember his wife…

A small, sharp sigh escaped him; he fucking hated it here.

Such was the case now. His son and his ward spotted here will not end well. The Dark Lord was already not happy with Damia and he hated when she ‘shows weakness’—the fucking bastard. Regardless of why, Nero had to find a better reason than the real one for why they were here. He went through his mental list of prepared excuses, as he turned the corner, finding them all useless without the real reason for her admission here. 

He had to admit, he was worried for Damia, she was volatile enough without her father messing with her head. Perhaps it was serious this time. But he knows she did not leave the clutches of her father with major injuries—this must be self-inflicted. Nero had hoped she was smarter than this. They’d been over this too many times, she knew it would only get worse. 

Nero rubbed his eyes for a moment as he stopped a few feet from the door. He understood. He really did. It wasnt her fault her father does all of this to her, shes not well. Not to mention her mother and…well, all of that. 

He didn’t knock, he never does. Scanning the room, he sees Damia first, looking frail and gaunt crumpled in the bed—it was hard to remember how young she was… 

Nero met his son’s eyes, and his heart broke. “Oh Theodore…” he crossed the room in a few strides, wrapping his arms around his son. Though his tone was gentle and soft, he didn’t stop himself from demanding answers. “Why did you wait this long to get me? What’s going on? What’s she done to herself this time?”

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She cried out, her body twitching has he smacked her clit. “Just for you.” She responded simply “only for you.” Her voice breathless as she struggled to keep herself from coming apart with the sound of his voice.

“Ive already waited ages daddy, dont you remember? In the wine cellar? In the lift? I can’t wait any longer. I need you…” she pouted, reminding him of their almost-tryst from a few days ago, the reason she’d come up with surprising him like this. Anything to get him to give in and use her how she needed him to.

She sighed sharply when he mentioned a reward, “thank you Daddy, please—“ she stopped short as he asked his question, a million scenarios flying through her lust-filled mind. She wanted both, but she knew he’d call her greedy and punish her if she said that.

Bella looked up at him, big green eyes blinking up at his grey ones. “Mm, Daddy i dont know, I’m not sure what that means…” she spoke slowly, innocently. “Maybe leather, i dont know if i can handle metal, may be too much for me…”

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She whimpered as he called her a good girl, Bella couldn’t handle him doing that when she was still riding out her release. He wasn’t letting her come down, her body convulsed, struggling against his grasp. She couldn’t think of anything but Lucius, about his release, and her need to feel it.

“Please, I need to feel you come inside me, I need to it, or I haven’t done my job properly.” It would’ve been a mischievous tone were she not struggling to breathe. “Please, Lucius please..”

She groaned, her body shuddering violently as he spoke, sitting up to rake her nails down his back, digging hard as he twitched inside her. “Fuck…yes” she breathed, shaking as waves of pleasure continued crashing onto her.

“Just yours, only for you, I’m yours Lucius—fuck, i need you to come, i need to come again—with you—fuck…” she panted, pressing her lips into his ear “please will you let me come again with you, i want to squeeze your cock while it comes inside me…fuck i need it, Lucius i need it…please.”

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Bella nodded solemnly, agreeing with the woman in front of her, though her mind only continued racing. Her words did bring comfort, as hollow as it felt. She couldn’t think of it more, she needed to focus on what will be the best thing to keep the Dark Lord from all of this.

‘He’s got no idea what he’s asked of me, no. Thankfully we planned for this day—to some degree.” She shook her head as Vittoria suggested glamouring herself, “hopefully we’ve established their need for anonymity enough to have him think they might pull their money out of the cause if he prodded too much. He’s asked about them before… hopefully it’ll be enough to keep him from prying too much.”

Bellatrix nodded as she watched the woman give instructions to the elf. It was prudent to not have Lucius find out they’d ‘lost’ Phe. The last thing she needed was her husband making a scene, wrecking everything in his path to look for this boy he’s supposed to not know.

She drew in a slow breath as Vittoria mentioned Nero—she’ll need to send for him soon. With any luck he may know where this girl is. Before any of that, they needed to exhaust their own resources before involving more people into danger. It was bad enough that tori was caught in all of this. Bellatrix nodded in agreement, she also couldn’t be seen hunting Phe down, even though she was instructed to by the Dark Lord, she doesn’t know what shell do when she sees him. Best to keep a wide berth for now.

“Ill do my best, no promises.” She let out a humourless chuckle, giving her a tight hug before seeing her off. She hoped to Merlin they found him before the Dark Lord does. She couldn’t bear to think what could happen if he got a hold of Phoebus..

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“Because he went to Hogwarts, because we put her in his path, because Lucius and I weren’t smarter all those years ago…” she spoke robotically, she felt like she was outside her own body, only able to think of how to proceed. There was no more of this lamenting. She couldn’t do it if they wanted a chance to make it out of this.

“We…I don’t know.” She thought if she started that sentence shed think of something, but the answers didn’t come. Bellatrix began to pace, her heels echoing through their foyer. “We need to know more. If he’s found her and he’s not walked into a trap, then we need to catch him and learn what he knows. That being said, The Dark Lord was suspicious of Phe at best, he didn’t ask me for his head he asked for information. We’ve made a point for years to establish the Falmoys as anonymous benefactors, so in his mind he’s not completely in the dark… Okay, right…” she stopped, the elf stopping her train of thought.

“Of course not.” She rolled her eyes, her hands on her hips “He left because he learned she was hurt… I know she’s really hurt this time, the Dark Lord doesn’t need an excuse to hurt her, he wouldn’t take her to the hospital wing. He wouldn’t take her to St Mungos—you dont think…” she met Vittoria’s gaze, hardly believing such a coincidence. “Do you think he’s taken her to Saxarba Airottiv? Would we be that lucky?” She asked her mother-in-law.

“Sh-shall I go there Madam?” The elf dared ask

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Bellatrix had to fight against herself to not push Vittoria away. The way Phoebus all but ignored her and just addressed Vittoria was not Victoria’s fault, but Bella’s own. Perhaps that is why she is truly angry, because underneath it all it was her own fault. Her and Lucius were to blame for putting him through all of these things in the first place. She would’ve kept her feelings about Lucius to herself but it only would’ve driven her mad. She’d be in Azkaban around now, waiting to be broken out like the few that got caught all of those years ago, never knowing true love—but also not this disappointment only a mother can feel.

So she sobbed—more like screamed—into Victoria’s shoulder, letting herself get it out for a few moments before straightening herself. She took a deep, shaking breath; summoning herself a cloth to clean her face and vittoria’s clothing. “Sorry” she whispered, both for her actions and her earlier thoughts, as she dabbed Vittoria’s silken robes.

“The Dark Lord will ask questions if he disappears. He wouldn’t buy me saying I’d done away with him and his family on my own—we’ve set the Falmoy up as benefactors.” She said after a few more moments of silence. “I’ll—we need him back here right now. Merlin knows what she’ll do with Phoebus now, I don’t know exactly what the Dark Lord has done, if he’s changed her mind about him or not…” she sighed sharply, struggling to keep herself from losing it again.

She summoned an elf, the little thing popping into view, “Go to Hogwarts, bring Phoebus here. Don’t let him get away, if you much sneak up on him then so be it, i want him back immediately.” She stated, making the elf gulp as it bowed, disappearing as quickly as it’d come.

“Where else could he be?” She asked Tori, unsure of where else he might go.

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She hummed happily as he called her a good girl, though the moment was struck short as she cried out, the sting on his hand on her clit throbbing. She heard what he was doing before he told her about it, a hard shudder taking through her back. “I wish I could see too Daddy” she pouted, like he was enjoying her favorite sweet without her—and if one were to ask Bella that was exactly what he was doing. “Please daddy, I want to feel it, don’t you want my dripping little cunt to stretch around you? Wouldn’t that be so much nicer than your hand?“ she wanted to stretch her neck so his lips could make contact with her ear, her jaw, anything. But she knew that would not end well for her when he was like this.

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Bellatrix wanted to tell him there was no way shed forget this, but her mouth was too preoccupied with leaving him marked. She growled at his command, licking her lips before sinking her teeth into that neck properly, savoring the taste of his blood on her tongue. "Like that?" She asked innocently, panting into his ear.

"lucius its so sore--but it feels so fucking good" she confessed, a pout in her voice. "But I need more. I need you to come for me, please, I need to feel it. I want you to fill my sore little cunt with it. I want you to claim me. Please--make me yours, I need it." She gasped sharply as he bottomed out, fighting to not come again with a drawn out whine.

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Bella had half a mind to break this chair, free herself of these restraints and make him take her like she knows he wants to "yes please daddy" she licked her lips at the image he painted. She was going to answer his question, but then she felt his hand where she needed it most and a groan came from her mouth instead. "Yes Daddy, right there..." Bella moved against his hand as much as she could, though it didn't do much at all. Not nearly as much as his words did anyway. "Fuck--oh Daddy...I'm your toy--I'm your little plaything daddy...please use me, I need you to ruin your little slut daddy -- pretty please..." she panted, twitching hard every couple of seconds now, meaning every last word shed said. They'd gotten so rudely interrupted the other day, she was still reeling from that delicious little run-in they had in the lift. She could hardly stand it anymore. Bella needed him more than she needed anything else.