Hermione gulped, her heart beating wildly in her chest as she slowly retreated backwards on the large double bed, her dark captor advancing on all fours, ruby lips twisted into an almost sadistic smirk.

"Where do you think you're going?" Strong fingers gripped Hermione's calf, dragging her back, Bellatrix's sharp nails digging in, eliciting a pained whimper from the girl.

"Stay." Hermione shivered at the dangerous tone in Bella's voice. She stilled her movements, eyes transfixed on the death eater, as the woman moved to kneel in between her thighs, her dark eyes flashing with unrestrained hunger. She waved her hand, banishing her own attire, the black corset and leather pants disappearing suddenly to reveal creamy unblemished skin. The dark witch was perfect and breathtakingly beautiful, you would never know from looking at her that she had spent all those years in Azkaban, the Black sisters really were a different breed, Narcissa's body was just as perfect and sculpted as Bellatrix, the main differences between the two women being that the blonde was slightly taller and leaner than her dark sister, where Bellatrix made up for her slightly shorter stature with fuller and more voluptuous curves.

"Enjoying the view muddy?" She smirked down at Hermione, who blushed realising that she had in fact been staring at the woman. Hermione didn't know what to think, part of her wanted to be stubborn and deny that she found the woman attractive, but she wasn't exactly the type of person who could lie to herself to escape reality. She had hoped however, that her attraction to both the Black sisters wouldn't be so obvious, she wanted to retain some of her dignity after all.

She turned her head away embarrassed, refusing to answer the dark-haired woman. She regretted her action immediately as the strong fingers roughly grasped her face, forcing her to make eye contact with the death eater.

"Look at me when I'm speaking to you girl." She hissed in warning, her dominance causing mixed reactions within the younger witch. Hermione was ashamed at how excited her body was becoming with Bella's rough and dominating touches and harsh words. She was afraid, yes, afraid of what the woman was going to do to her, of how she was making Hermione feel, more than the prospect of pain. Hermione was afraid that maybe Bellatrix would be right, and she would enjoy it, what kind of person would that make Hermione? The grip on her face tightened.

"Well? Answer me muddy. Do you like what you see? Don't even think about lying." Her gaze was piercing, daring Hermione to make a wrong move. Hermione didn't want to admit that she very much liked what she saw, but was running out of time quick, she didn't want to anger this woman any more.

"Y-you are beautiful." She managed to get out, Bellatrix's grip loosened, and she let go of Hermione's face, smirking.

"Good girl, that wasn't so hard was it? You should be more honest muddy, it'll get you further." She cackled. "Don't you think so Cissy?" Hermione flicked her gaze to Narcissa, who hadn't moved from her spot next to them on the bed. The blonde's eyes were hooded, clearly enjoying watching her sister take control.

"Yes Bella, honesty is the best policy, you should never lie to your mistress Miss Granger, you might not like the consequences." Narcissa paused, smirking at Hermione's reddening face, "Then again, perhaps you are beginning to enjoy the treatment?"

Bellatrix chuckled, running her hands up Hermione's trembling thighs, "I think you might be right Cissy, she's not complaining very much, in fact she's quite… tame when I put my hands on her, I think she likes me more than she wants to admit." Bella's hands roamed up Hermione's torso to cup her breasts, the dark witch leaning over her to nuzzle her neck, scraping her teeth over the skin as Hermione gasped.

"You belong to me now little girl," Bellatrix growled in her ear before biting down harshly and sucking her flesh, leaving a furious red and purple mark on the girl's slender neck. Hermione squealed from the bite, arching her back in shock, pressing her chest further against the older witch's.

"Did you like that muddy?" Bella purred, running her tongue along her fresh mark of ownership, "I think you do like this, do you know what I'm going to do to you?" The dark witch pulled away to look directly into wide caramel eyes, red lips brushing against Hermione's trembling pale pink ones.

"N-not really," Hermione couldn't think, couldn't pretend to be her usual brave, stubborn self, not with Bella, her embarrassing admission that made her inexperience obvious, thoroughly amused Bellatrix, if the huge smirk was any indication.

"Then I'll tell you so you have something to look forward to, muddy," the older woman grazed her teeth across Hermione's jaw, towards her ear which she licked and nibbled a little roughly. "I'm going to taste you, every part of you, you'll scream and come in my mouth, and then I'm going to ram my cock into that tight, virgin pussy of yours and fuck you hard, over and over, you'll scream, and come all over my big cock until you can't take anymore. When I'm through with you, you won't be able to walk properly."

Hermione's breath hitched, Bella's vivid description of exactly how she was going to take her, set a fire in the young witch's belly, she could feel her anticipation growing, her arousal spiking as the death eater pressed her body firmly against Hermione's, running her tongue back towards the girl's lips, hungrily licking them before forcing entry into her mouth. Hermione moaned involuntarily as one of the sexiest women she has ever laid eyes upon took control of her body, she kissed Bellatrix back, the woman tasted sweet and dark, like chocolate, it was intoxicating and overpowering her senses.

Against her better judgement, against her morals, she knew she wanted Bellatrix, she wanted to drown in her, to be owned by her, and Narcissa too. They were the complete opposite of her, and bad for her in so many ways, which was probably why they were so alluring. Bellatrix growled in her mouth, pushing her hips hard against Hermione's, before ending the kiss and moving down the brunette's body, licking, sucking, and biting sensitive areas of skin along her descent. Hermione couldn't help the yelps and whimpers she released when she got a strong bite from Bella, she wouldn't be surprised if some of those bruised.

Finally, Bella reached her pussy, slim thighs were grabbed and forced wide open, baring Hermione to her dark captor. Bella's nails dug into her skin a little painfully, which surprisingly, Hermione found, turned her on even more. What the hell was this witch doing to her?

"You look delicious Muddy." Bellatrix licked her lips before running her tongue over Hermione's entrance, as the girl gasped in surprise.

Before Hermione knew it, Bella was licking her all over, and sucking on her clit ravenously, as the Gryffindor whimpered and cried out, it felt like she was trying to devour the younger girl. Hermione screamed louder when Bella bit down on her pussy, adding a little pain to the pleasure, before she suddenly thrusted her tongue inside her, almost savagely. If Bella was doing all of this with just her mouth, Hermione couldn't imagine what the next round with Bella's cock would be like. She almost didn't want to.

She screamed as she came with Bellatrix still sucking on her, just as the dark witch had promised. Licking her lips and grinning at the overwhelmed girl, Bella moved back up her body to kiss her again. Hermione didn't bother with any pretense of resisting and moaned as she tasted herself on Bella's tongue.

"Good girl Hermione, now here comes the best part. You're being such a good little bitch, now let's see how much you can take." Bella smirked, her hooded eyes taking in the state of the younger girl as Hermione panted and blushed, having caught the unexpected use of her first name from the older witch, instead of the mudblood pet name she expected to hear. Hermione absently noted that being called Bellatrix's bitch didn't really upset her as it should have, probably because she was her bitch at that moment and was now seriously excited and ready to be fucked by her. All it took was a taste of the beautiful Death Eater and Hermione wanted more.

The sudden feeling of something huge and hard pressing up against her crotch, alarmed her slightly as she hadn't seen Bella perform the spell, and Hermione really wanted to figure out what spell that was.

"Do you like my cock muddy? I'm sure you will soon enough. I bet you will come all over it and beg me for more." Bella licked her neck as she moved her hips back to position herself at Hermione's entrance. Hermione knew what was coming, this would probably hurt, how much, she didn't know.

"When I claim your virginity you will belong to me little girl." Bella growled. Hermione didn't understand what she meant by that, but didn't have time to think about it as Bella pushed in hard, immediately tearing through her hymen.

Hermione screamed in pain at the sudden intrusion, calming down a little as it subsided. Surprisingly Bella wasn't moving, she seemed to be waiting for the smaller girl to adjust to her size, which meant she wanted Hermione to enjoy the sex they were about to have as much as her, strange, Hermione thought she was simply here to be used for Bella's pleasure.

Then the dark witch began to slowly thrust inside her, and Hermione went limp under her as the tension in her belly began to build, fuck, it was more than she could've imagined. Bella's cock was huge and the pain of the stretch was only adding to the pleasure she was giving Hermione. The older woman picked up her pace as she seemed to go deeper into the girl, she slammed her hips into Hermione with more force, and even began moaning, growling and biting the skin of the delicate neck in front of her.

Hermione certainly wasn't holding back her own moans and cries as she was ravaged by the most feared and notorious Death Eater who was also Voldemort's most loyal follower. The dark witch had tortured and killed so many people and yet all Hermione could think about was how amazing she felt inside her, taking her and dominating her like Hermione belonged to her and her alone.

"Ah! Bella… harder… please…" Hermione didn't know why she had said that, she had surprised herself as well as the Death Eater pounding into her. Bellatrix' dark eyes stared into hers, and then the woman smirked.

"So honest muddy… I should reward you." She rammed her cock in even harder, and Hermione screamed and came, her walls clenching around Bella, squeezing her dick. Bella moaned and drove herself in as deep as she could before she came inside Hermione, shooting her hot load into her. Hermione felt something more than just Bella's cum filling her, she felt magic, which was strange because she hadn't felt it earlier with Narcissa or when Bella ate her out. The magic wasn't hers, it was definitely Bellatrix's, it felt like a piece of Bella entering her. It tingled inside her, it felt foreign and slightly darker than her own magic, but it didn't feel bad, she didn't understand why, her logical mind should be alarmed, but it felt good, having Bella's magic inside her, she somehow felt… protected with it in her. She'd never heard of any magic like that before, then again she hadn't exactly researched any kind of sex magic either so there was plenty it seemed she needed to learn.

"U-Um… Bellatrix?" She asked a little nervously and out of breath from the huge orgasm she just experienced.

"Yes muddy?" Bella purred to her. She was surprised how… friendly Bella was being with her, she had honestly expected worse with the woman's reputation. She was expecting some horrific torture at some point but it hadn't happened… yet.

"I… can feel your magic in me… is that supposed to happen?" She asked carefully, not wanting to aggravate the woman, just in case she changed her mind about the torture. Bella smirked at her, looking very pleased that Hermione had noticed this and brought it up.

"I told you, when I claimed you, you would belong to me." Bella moved over to lay on Hermione's right side, so they could both look at Narcissa, who was still there, on the other side of the bed, lightly panting herself with darkened eyes watching them. She had obviously been pleasuring herself while watching Bella take Hermione.

"I used a piece of old magic dearie, of which is only known to the Black family, at the moment, only Myself, Narcissa and our dear muggle-loving sister should know of it, being the last in the Black line." Bella stroked Hermione's stomach, her fingers danced with her magic, which reacted to the magic now inside Hermione. It tingled inside her and shot small waves of pleasure like electricity through her abdomen. She gasped and lifted her lower body off the bed in reaction to the dark witch's touch.

"It connects you to me, and will enhance the pleasure you feel when I touch you. It is a magical bond, in a way, we will always be connected now. I will always be able to feel you, to find you." Hermione's heart jumped, both in fear at the gravity of the situation, of Bella always having this power over her, of knowing where she is, and also in excitement, she could never hide from this woman, not anymore, but she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to.

"Like I said, you're mine." Bella gripped the younger girl's hips suddenly, keeping her undivided attention.

"So don't even think of running away from me little girl, I would have to punish you if you did. You wouldn't want that would you?" Her eyes glinted dangerously.

"N-No Bellatrix, I don't." Hermione quickly replied, she couldn't forget who she was dealing with right now. The dark witch gave her a beautiful smile, calming her nerves a little.

"Good girl, like I said before, if you're good I'll reward you, if you're a bad girl you'll be punished." Bella looked over to Narcissa who had yet to say anything.

"Now, I do believe my sweet sister has waited long enough for her turn, don't you think?" Bella smirked at Hermione's reddening face.

"She has been looking forward to filling you with her magic little muddy, after all, I did promise I'd share, so it's only fitting that you should belong to her too." Bella grinned, running her long fingers up the young Gryffindor's thigh, as she moved back a little to make room for her sister, who was crawling closer to Hermione, as she lay there paralyzed, staring into those beautiful ice blue eyes that were hungrily fixed on the younger girl.

"Thank you Bella, though I must admit I did enjoy the show," Narcissa smirked down at Hermione as she pushed the slender legs apart and knelt between them, "I'm very much ready to claim our little kitten myself."