Discovery

When her clothes had disappeared, Luna knew what was going to happen, her father had told her to always be wary of males because sex was the first thing they always thought of, especially as torture. She was, of course, a little scared of being raped, especially as they would probably want it to be as painful as possible, but she couldn't help but be a little curious. Lucius Malfoy was not an entirely repulsive man, and was quite attractive, plus she was pretty sure Fenrir would be a hundred times worse and Snape would be terribly awkward. At least it was with a virtual stranger, who was moderately attractive, and seeing as no boys were interested in her, she had been worried she would never have sex and she was just as interested as other girls seemed to be. Even in such an awful situation, she told herself, one should look on the bright side and look at it as an experience, not feel sorry for oneself. With these thoughts to sustain her, even when the naked body of Lucius Malfoy was pressed against her and he grinned wickedly down at her, she managed a small smile. He was obviously taken aback and shook his head slightly, though after a pause he smiled even wider.

“Well, this could be even more fun than I'd hoped.” He grinned down at her, and ever the exhibitionist, kissed her deeply while rolling her over onto her hands and knees. The crowd tittered, used to Lucius's desire to show off his carefully sculpted back and buttocks. He curved one arm around her waist to cup her breast and slid the other between her thighs and straight into her. Luna gasped and wriggled a little, getting used to the intrusion before Lucius slid another carefully manicured finger inside of her. He gently nibbled at her hip while he thrust his fingers in and out, using his thumb to stroke the sensitive parts around her opening. Luna felt blood rushing to her face and an odd sensation build up in her stomach as Lucius's fingers worked faster and faster. Her thighs were slick with her own juices and she was unconsciously rocking back and forth in rhythm when Lucius cruelly withdrew his fingers.

Luna was surprised by the discomfort this caused her and she whimpered a little turning her face, innocent and sad, towards Lucius who chuckled and began pumping himself. Luna couldn't tear her eyes away as after only a few pumps Lucius's penis was thick and hard, she wondered vaguely whether they were all that big before she cried out at a sudden intrusion. It hurt a lot, she had heard it did but the amount of pain surprised Luna and she felt tears well up as Lucius grabbed her delicate little hips and dug his nails in while biting hard at her neck. He began to viciously fuck her, his balls slapping almost painfully against her thighs and Luna, while not screaming, whimpered, which was more response than she usually had to pain. The nice feeling of his fingers was non existent and only the barest flash of pleasure made it through the pain. The Death Eaters heckled Lucius, teasing him for being unable to make her scream but he just ignored the taunts with a smirk and dug in tighter. It didn't take long for Lucius to tense up and cum inside of her, though he pulled out and sprayed her back and thighs with a smug smile. Luna felt as though something had definitely ripped and she whimpered again as she moved to lie down on the stone platform. She looked across at Ginny who was curled up, sobbing and felt a pang of sorrow, while the actual sex part had been bad she didn't feel particularly emotionally damaged or anything.

“Quite a show you three put on.” Voldemort was gazing idly over the three woman, Ginny sobbing, blood smearing Luna's thighs and the ministry witch an indistinguishable mess of gore, surveying them without a single hint of arousal.

“Thank you, my Lord, we are glad you enjoyed it.” Lucius remained naked, standing cockily in front of the audience with a grin.

“Well Snape, I'm sure that should send a clear message to the blood traitors, you may take them back now.” Snape nodded and bowed deeply before summoning the girls' robes into his arms and beckoning for them to follow. Ginny covered her breasts meekly and followed him to the fireplace, head bowed, while Luna stiffly eased off the platform and limped after her.