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Ron's War: Second Story in the Bane Saga

By: LadyofSpades
folder HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters › General
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 19
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Good Morning Lord Bane

Bane awoke feeling refreshed. Desire will always win out in the end, he thought, I knew she wouldn’t be able to stay away from Krum. Smiling he climbed over the paralyzed muggle woman lying next to him. Taking a cigar from the humidor he thought she won’t last long, looking at her. He had chosen her because superficially she reminded him of the Granger witch. But she was weak of spirit he thought. After lighting his cigar he released her from the spell which held her.

She curled into the fetal position and began to cry. He reached down with the cigar and touched its glowing end to her left buttock. She jumped slightly and whimpered. “Get up and fix me breakfast, bacon and eggs, I think over easy.”

She barely moved. She’s done he thought with satisfaction. “Fix me breakfast now or I’ll take the curling iron to you. If you do it really well and please me satisfactorily while I eat I may let you go afterword.” he said.

She looked at him hardly daring to hope. She pulled herself from his bed and crawled into the kitchen moving like a zombie.

Bane took his place at the table reading the daily prophet while she began to cook his breakfast.  She barely moved as the grease popped her. When the food was served she crawled under the table to blow Bane as he ate. With his erection filling her mouth she began to hope that maybe he really meant what he said, it drove her to try her best to please him.

After Bane took his last sip of coffee he folded his paper and laid it to the side. Then he allowed himself to cum. The woman under the table eagerly swallowed everything he had to give and with great attention nibbled on his genitalia. Bane rose and went to get dressed. When he was ready he retrieved the woman from beneath his table. She had not moved.

“Did I do good?” she begged him. “Yes my dear you did.” He said smiling at her. He was past being bored with her it was time to let her go. He led her into the bath room and drew her a warm bath. As she settled into the tub she looked up at him hardly daring to hope “Will you really let me go now?” she asked.

“My dear I always keep my word” He said smiling at her. He then produced a knife and sat it on the edge of the tub. “I must be going now as well I have business to attend to. Goodbye my dear”

As Bane rose and turned to leave the bathroom the woman eagerly grabbed up the knife. She gazed at it in wonder as if it was the winning lottery ticket. Desperately hoping it was not a trick hoping he would not heal her this time, she drew the blade across her wrists and plunged them into the warm water. Bane never even looked back as he left her house. Cheerfully puffing on his cigar.


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