Darkened Lust

Part Seventeen

It was rather late in the afternoon by the time Ami began to stir. She'd fallen asleep cuddled on the other side of Severus. Her hand draped across his chest and over Becca's arm. She stroked Becca's hand a moment before rolling over and disengaging herself from Severus' grip about her waist. She was thirsty and wanted a few moments to herself.

Severus felt Ami's movement. He was, after all, a light sleeper. Instead of calling her back to bed, he allowed her to leave, knowing she'd be back, and pulled Becca against him, nuzzling the back of her neck. He watched Ami with half-closed eyes from over Becca's sleeping form as Ami gazed about the room, seeming lost in her own thoughts.

Ami found Severus' cloak and slipped it over her naked shoulders, shivering slightly in pleasure at the feel of the thick material upon the softness of her skin. She could smell his scent within the fabric and had to lift the hem from the floor to keep from tripping. Snape stifled a chuckle at the sight and continued to observe her. Ami left the room and spent a few moments in the kitchen. He heard the water switch on and off and then her footfalls heading back towards the bedroom.

Believing both of her lovers to be dead to the world, Ami decided it would be a good time for to catch up on some of her reading. After grabbing her glasses from one of the bedside tables, she went to the closet, pausing momentarily to look at the window as a shudder coursed through her. She reached out and touched the glass where Becca had banged her head against it only hours before. Had it been on hours?

Her back still tingled a bit from where Lucius Malfoy had magically injured her. Though, only a bit. It didn't hurt any longer. Severus had seen to that. She looked over at him and Becca, snuggled together and a smile played across her face. She really did adore them both and would do anything for either of them, she knew.

She spent a few moments within the closet until she located her black backpack. Dragging it out, she was careful as she crawled back upon the bed with it. She hadn't bothered removing Severus' cloak and seemed surrounded in a puddle of inky black. The colour set off the paleness of her own complexion.

So involved in what she was doing Ami hadn't noticed Severus turning over. She withdrew from her bag a few books, a pad of sketch paper, some pencils and coloured markers. She stared at the paper and markers for a moment, not feeling like drawing. With a sigh, she picked up one of the books she'd been reading and found her place. Her eyes swam across the same paragraph over and over until she took off her glasses to rub at her eyes wearily.

Curious, Severus glanced over at her reading material; "The Wicca Spellbook: A Witch's Collection of Wiccan Spells, Potions and Recipes" by Raymond Buckland. From the looks of the book he could tell that it had been well-loved and well-read.

Perhaps it had even assisted her and Becca in finding him, no doubt. Ami placed her glassed back upon her face and set aside the book. Severus noticed the other book she had withdrawn from her bag was a copy of a rather torn and dog-earred book indexing various herbs and plants.

Ami sighed again and rubbed her head. Normally, reading would relax her and allow her to disengage from everything around her. It was a coping mechinism she'd discovered as a teenager and young child. Only, this time, she was having trouble. Snape could feel her distress and knew that it was the recently narrowly averted crisis that was the cause of it.

"Ami," he spoke her name softly, so as not to disturb Becca, who groaned a bit and moved in her sleep nonetheless, "Come here."

"I didn't mean to wake you," Ami whispered, glancing over with large eyes. Eyes that were magnified by her glasses. One lens was much thicker than the other and Snape knew that was because she was probably blind in one eye.

It was true, actually, she was blind, or nearly blind, in her right eye and had had a surgerical proceedure at the age of three on her left eye. Still, he knew that in spite of that, she was still clever in her own way. "I'm sorry...I couldn't sleep..."
"You mean you couldn't sleep any longer, don't you?"

"Well, I guess so," Ami replied. She wasn't sure how long they'd been resting, but it felt like at least a couple of hours. Severus smothered a yawn, and Ami had to stifle an urge to squeal at how cute she found it. "At least we didn't have any more visitors," she said.

Severus nodded. He had sat up and picked up her book on herbs and was flipping through it with some interest. Absently he replied, "Lucius should have the good sense to leave us in peace for now. He knows the Dark Lord trusts me far more than him." Snape seemed to have found something of interest to him in her book, but when she looked down to see what it was, he closed the book and got out of bed. Becca made a small sound of protest and turned over but did not wake. Both Severus and Ami smiled at her.

Severus took note of the appearance of both women. Though they had protested that they were not tired, they had both fallen asleep quickly due to the pounding their bodies had been subjected to. He had performed a brief cleansing spell on them before he lay down to join them in slumber, but there were still traces of Ami's blood on Becca's arms and beneath her nails. Their hair was limp with sweat, and he knew his was the same. There were limits to the spell's effenciency after all, so he had prepared a surprise for them when they woke.

"Wait here," he told Ami, and left the room. She heard him go into the bathroom, then water running into the tub. After a few moments it stopped, and Severus reappeared in the doorway. He crawled onto the bed and leaned to whisper in Becca's ear, "Wake up, my love."

"No" she muttered in sleeptalk, and Ami giggled. Severus looked at her, his brow cocked, and said, "A little help?" Ami grinned and leaned down, nibbling on Becca's neck a bit roughly. "Stop it! Ami! That tickles." she whined.

"Then wake up and I'll stop," Ami said against her neck, and Becca laughed, pulling away a bit, enough to wrap her arms around Ami's neck and pull her close, kissing her with an intensity Ami hadn't yet felt, one born of coming so close to losing her.
Their lips parted, Becca's tongue darted into her mouth, exploring the sweetness within. Ami groaned, returning the favor. Their teasing quickly turned into passion as Becca's knee slipped between hers and Ami began to grind her mound against it; however, Severus put a stop to it by pulling Ami off the bed. They both looked at him so reproachfully that he snorted laughter.

He suddenly picked Ami up and threw her over his shoulder. This time she did squeal, but in surprise. Smirking, he turned around and looked at Becca over the other shoulder. "If you would follow me, please," and left the room.

Before Becca could crawl out of the bed, she heard a splash followed by sounds of sputtering outrage from Ami. Dieing of curiousity, she rushed into the bathroom...and was rendered motionless from shock. The once familiar room had been transformed. It was now dim instead of bright, much larger than it was supposed to be, and there were candles surrounding...the tub. Well, what used to be the tub. Now it was more like a small sunken pool, full of perfumed water and foam. It was this pool that Severus had uncerimoniously dumped Ami into.

He knelt to take her glasses from her wet face, turning to lie them on thick black towels stacked conveniently nearby. Becca simply could not speak. It was so beautiful and inviting that it took her breath away. "Care to join us?" Severus asked before slipping into the water. She did not have to be asked twice. He gave her a quick kiss as she entered the warm water before turning his attention back to Ami.

"Stand up." he ordered her, and she did so. The water came to her thighs, leaving most of her body uncovered. Becca stared in undisguised desire at her friend. She was lovely with the suds clinging to her large, full breasts and water coating her body. Severus, took a small vial from beside the towels and dripped a small amount on one finger. "Spread your legs" he told Ami, and she moaned softly, then louder as he gently massaged the creamy potion into her clit.

She felt the last lingering pain from Malfoy's cruel squeezing of the tender area leaving her. Her breathing was becoming ragged, and Severus was delighted as he felt the wetness he was bringing from her. After Malfoy's abuse, he had been a bit afraid that it would leave her sexually unresponsive for a while. Clearly that wasn't the case. He was touched to know that she trusted him, knowing that he would never harm either one of them. His eyes turned darker as he thought, But, my loves, I will test your limits quite thouroughly...and take you beyond them.

"Sit," he ordered, taking his hand away from the center of her pleasure. Ami seemed to come back to herself from far away and did as he asked. Snape rose to his knees and inspected the top of her head where Malfoy had struck her. Finding the tender lump, he gingerly moved her hair away and let a few drops fall onto it, stroking it into the wound until it, too, was gone. Satisfied, he turned to Becca.

"Turn around and stand up," he told her. When she did so, Ami gasped in dismay. The fall to the stone floor of the basement had left her back and buttocks severely bruised. "Do not worry, Ami," Snape said. Reaching for a larger bottle and a washcloth, he poured the liquid within onto the cloth. He then dipped it into the water and rubbed the resulting suds all over Becca's body, both cleaning her and causing the painful marks to fade, and finally to disappear.

Ami watched this in awe, and more than a bit of lust as he pulled Becca against him and began fondling her breasts with the cloth, rubbing her nipples with it until they were erect and Becca was moaning in pleasure. She leaned back as he washed lower, giving the same treatment to her pussy until it was drenched with more than merely water.

With a smirk, he tossed the cloth aside and slapped her lightly on the ass. "Wash your hair," he said, and reached to turn on the shower tap so she could do just that. Becca was barely able to obey him. He turned back to Ami, getting a fresh washcloth and pouring more of the liquid he had used on Becca onto it, and proceded to wash her as thouroughly as he had Becca, with much the same results. Ami was whimpering as he washed her breasts, moaning by the time he had finished with her pussy...and Severus was smirking more than ever. It was plain to see that his plans for them had only begun.

He motioned Becca to his side so that Ami could slip over and wash her own hair. She could feel his hardness against her ass as he pulled her into his lap and began fondling her clit at the same time as his tongue delved into her inner ear. He knows what that does to me! she thought, and heard him murmur, "Yes, I do."

He kept up the teasing until Ami had finished with her hair. Becca was at a fever pitch of arousal by that time, trying to squirm around to touch and kiss him, but he held her in place firmly. Ami joined them, so turned on by what she had glimpesed while she washed her hair that she was weak. Severus gave her a look full of promise of dark pleasure, and she answered him with an almost evil grin.

"Later, my dear," he murmured. "For now...both of you have disobeyed me. Yes..." he continued above their protests. "You, Miss Middleton, were told to control yourself and not interfere. Miss Bowen, connected as you are to your friend's mind, you should have also known not to interfere. Yet both of you endangered yourselves further by fighting."

Both Ami and Becca knew that he was not truly displeased with them. On the contrary, they could still feel the pride and concern he felt. No, this was the prologue to another of his kinky games. Yet their lust was tinged with fear of how far he would go.

"On your knees, Miss Middleton, and lean over the side." As she hesitated, he sighed and physically placed her in the position he desired. He caressed her ass gently for a moment, then sharply slapped it, making both women gasp. Again he did this, and again.

"Professor, please, don't hurt her," Ami cried, falling into her role.

"She deserves this punishment, Miss Bowen," he said in a cold voice. "Don't you, Miss Middleton?"

"Yes", she moaned, "oh, yes sir, I deserve it!"

Ami shrugged and sat back to watch the show. Obviously her friend was turned on; she could feel her lust. "Don't get too comfortable, Miss Bowen," Snape told her. "Your turn is next."

He turned back to Becca and began spanking her harder. She groaned each time his hand connected with her buttocks. Snape began to tease, every once in a while bringing his hand down fast and hard, but stopping just before he connected, making Becca flinch and cry out.

Her ass soon reddened and soon after he managed to bring tears from her. They bought her no mercy however, as he ceased all teasing and spanked her in earnest, keeping one hand on the small of her back when she tried to crawl away. "Bad girl," he growled, and speading her legs, spanked her once directly across her pussy, making her scream.

This was the last blow, however. He curled his hand and stroked her sex, feeling how soaked it was. Snape sighed in pretended irritation. "How am I supposed to punish you, young lady, when you enjoy it so much? Hmmm? Any suggestions?"

"I...I don't...know..." Becca sobbed, pushing back against his questing fingers, forcing them deep inside of her body.

"I suggest you think about it while you watch me punish your friend, then," he replied. "And oh, you are not to touch yourself while I am doing it. If you make yourself cum, what just happened will seem like heaven compared with what you will recieve."

He turned to Ami, and she saw the dark side of him was capering behind his eyes. She almost considered trying to flee as he reached for her, but a part of her, a big part, wanted what was coming.

To be continued...