Lucius and the Waif - COMPLETE

The character of Lucius Malfoy belongs to J.K.Rowling. I am only borrowing him for a while. No copyright transgressions are intended and no profit is made.
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Chapter Twenty – Equals Enjoy Each Other


As her skills increased, so too did their bedroom experiments. Lucius introduced more magic into their sexual liaisons, delighting them both. And now Lea could do some things to add to their pleasure. Lea liked to use the quirt handle on Lucius, causing it to move on its own after she slid it into his arse, while he fucked her in a matching rhythm. Missionary style was much better with her additions. Lucius taught her how to specially bind him for increased pleasure while she used the quirt handle manually on him.


One memorable time she got to hang him up on the hook, but still couldn’t hurt him, so she made him go up on tiptoes and hang there while she ran her hands all over him except on his swollen cock. He was going slightly crazy waiting for her to finish him off and would have welcomed the quirt at that point if she would have done it. She had learned from him to spell his feet to the rug, so he couldn’t even move his legs for any relief. She brought out the pink cloudy liquid and Lucius saw it. He said sharply, “Not that! It numbs…” Lea silenced him with his own spell. She loved that one. Lucius too often commanded her even when he was supposed to play victim.


Lea knew the pink liquid numbed the skin a little. That was the whole design she had in mind. Lucius looked at her reproachfully, but she just smiled happily at him. She slowly poured the pink stuff on his very expanded member, watching it roll down the upraised length. When she was sure it was working, she started to gently touch his cock, rubbing the fluid all over him. Then she went to work more briskly, knowing that she could work him over for much longer before he would be able to have an orgasm. Lucius knew it as well, and he closed his eyes in resignation. Being tortured by someone who was just as inventive as he, was occasionally like being tortured.


Lea managed to bring him to completion, but he was trembling from head to toe when it finally happened. Lea lowered him off the hook and levitated him into their bedroom where she tenderly tucked him into bed and slid in beside him, smoothing his hair away from his face. He was already dead asleep, exhausted. Making Lucius belong to her, if only for a few hours, was almost better than sex. Luckily for him, she liked it even better when he owned her.

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Lucius taught Lea basic spells, hexes, and charms that would be useful in the outside world, to keep her safe and make her as adept as anyone else her age. He neglected to mention any of the unforgivable curses or other magic he deemed beyond where he wanted her to go yet. He did provide her with numerous ways to defend herself, though. If she was going to be with him, he had many enemies who might not scruple to hurt her, so a truncated course in Defense Against the Dark Arts was included.


They ran through Potions, Transfigurations, Arithmancy (not a favorite with Lea), but she learned only indirectly about Herbology because Lucius had nothing but books to teach her about that subject. Lucius despised Divination, so that was not part of her curriculum. He taught her generally about the geography of the magical world in England where they would be going, and in specific, about his estate. Lea couldn’t quite visualize a house that had over a hundred rooms. She tried to liken it to Azkaban’s many prison cells, but figured it wasn’t a good comparison.