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“The only thing I’ll be carving tonight is you, my little bunny.”
Bellatrix licked her lips, observing the bounds wrapped around Hermione’s arms and legs, keeping her attached to their large four-poster bed. Her fingers trailed the younger girl’s naked body, her mouth watering at the sight of the once courageous curly-haired Gryffindor now at the hands of one of Voldemort’s most favoured followers.
Hermione’s quiet whimpers were pathetic, bouncing off the walls as she pulled and resisted against the rope restraints. She could feel the coldness of her Mistress’s fingers as they trailed over her body, moving up and down — causing goosebumps to erupt underneath everywhere her fingers had been.
Bella watched the girl wriggle and writhe with eager eyes, her mouth watering as saliva dripped down onto Hermione’s cunt. Her thumb moved against her clit, circling clockwise before overstimulating the girl and moving her thumb in the opposite direction — never allowing Hermione to get even close to an orgasm.
She couldn’t come until Mistress said so.
Selecting her small knife, Bella made her way back to her little bunny turned pumpkin for this evening. She stared at her name that had scarred over perfectly on her inner thigh, the closest part of the skin before her cunt.
“Stay still for me, pumpkin.”
Bella started carving shapes into Hermione’s thighs and arms, kissing the skin and licking the blood away, soothing the pain away with her tongue. However, letting some bubbles of blood remain on her skin as Hermione enjoyed the pain that her Mistress brought her.
“Good girl.”
Hermione whimpered with the praise moving through her. Bellatrix continued carving away, decorating her perfect pumpkin with all the right marks as she struggled to keep still for her Mistress.
Bella’s lips grazed near Hermione’s cunt before dusting away with a passing breath. The annoyed whimper left her lips before she could control herself. Hermione was a complete mess for her Mistress right now.