Harry and his Brainy Girls

Harry and his Brainy Girls

By: Sheltie

I don’t own Harry Potter at all

A/N: reviewer request. Enjoy!

Warning this is an M story

Chapter 61: Bellatrix Lestrange

Bellatrix was very pleased with herself. She had captured Harry Potter. It was quite easy and wondered why her fellow Death Eaters never succeeded in this. She knew that her master would award her handsomely for what she had did. But right now he was away gathering new followers. Now usually the dark lord left this up to Lucius or herself, but with these magic users he needed to go himself to show he was worthy of being the one to lead them.

That meant she could have some fun with the so-called ‘Chosen One’. She was a woman with needs and her husband preferred the company of his sex rather than her. This left her frustrated with no end. Her master, who had sacrificed his genitals on his quest for power was out. So her prisoner was now her only form of release. She entered the cell where he was kept.

“Wake up Potty” she sang.

Harry awoke and when he got a look at his surroundings he glared at Bellatrix.

“Let me go Lestrange” he ordered.

“Now Potty, you’re in no position to order me, but I can order you” Bellatrix said smirking.

Harry was somewhat confused. Where was the psycho bitch he has seen before. This was a side of Bellatrix he hadn’t seen before and that him scared since he had no idea what was going on inside that head of hers.

Contrary to what most of the wizarding world knew of Bellatrix Lestrange. She was not a deranged psychotic witch. No, that was just a persona she displayed most of the time. She was actually a very smart woman that played the sadistic part to a tee. She didn’t have an obsession or love for torture, she was just good at it, but that was all.

“What do you want Lestrange?” Harry asked with a growl.

Bellatrix smirked. She was going to have fun with the Chosen One. She waved her wand to strip Harry of his clothes. Harry was shocked and tried to cover up, but since the chain on his wrists stopped him from doing so.

This gave Bellatrix a good look at Harry’s body and she liked what she saw. She was getting wet just thinking about what she was going to do. She began to strip herself and soon was naked as Harry.

“We’re going to fuck Potty, but you’ve probably done this with your Mudblood whore and that little blood traitor” Bellatrix said.

Harry was amazed how Bellatrix looked. Her skin was an alabaster white with the only blemish being the Dark Mark on her arm. Her breasts were high and firm and a small patch of black hair just above her cunt. Harry tried not to get aroused by the sight before him, but his body was beating out his mind at the moment.

Bellatrix saw Harry’s cock become erect and she licked her lips. She stepped forward and lowered herself onto Harry’s cock. She groaned as she was stretched. It had been so long since anything had entered her so it was a bit tough and she had to slightly ease herself. Harry gritted his teeth. Never had he felt anything so warm, wet and tight in his life. Soon Bellatrix was completely impaled on Harry’s cock. She rose up only leaving the tip of Harry cock in her entrance before slamming down. She moaned with pleasure as Harry gritted his teeth.

Soon a rhythm produced and Bellatrix was bouncing up and down on Harry’s cock. Harry had a very nice view of Bellatrix’s bouncing breasts. His mind was pretty much gone as pleasure had taken him. He wanted to reach out and grab the bouncing globes, but the chain kept him from doing so. Bellatrix saw this and removed the chains. Harry’s hands grasped her breasts and molded them, squeezed them, pulled them, and sucked them.

Bellatrix’s mind was in chaos as was experiencing pleasure she had never felt. She had a good guess that she’d had orgasmed several times by now, but she kept no count since her mind was in state to keep a record. Soon she felt Harry’s cock twitch then she was filled with a warm liquid. Harry had come inside of her and she didn’t care. She sighed in pleasure.

Harry was panting, he never had felt this kind of release when he masturbated. It was something he wanted to do again and thanks to his teenage hormones he was hard once again. But this time he wanted to be in control. He pushed a tired Bellatrix onto the cold floor and brought her legs so they were on his shoulders. He then began plowing away at his vulnerable victim.

Bellatrix was too tired to do anything when she was placed onto the cold floor. She shivered from the contact and before she could do anything Harry began fucking her again. This time it was different. She could his cock touching places inside that he hadn’t the first time. This created new realms of pleasure in her mind and she was screaming with pleasure. Thankfull the cell was sound proof so no one could her a prisoner’s shouts or screams.

Harry plowed away with Bellatrix loving every minute of it. He wondered idly if Hermione or Ginny was this tight. He knew Hermione might since she had told him she had never gone very far with a boy. As for Ginny, he knew how loose she was and had doubts she was a virgin anymore.

With all the pleasure overwhelm her her mind soon rearranged itself. She now had a new master. Harry was her master. She would worship him since he gave her such pleasure. She would gather other witches and have Harry bind them just like her. She made a mental list of witches to gather. Her sister was one of the first on the list. Narcissa needed a good fucking like as she was getting right now.

Harry felt his balls tighten and with a final grunt he emptied inside of Bellatrix. Bellatrix at the same time had her strongest orgasm she had ever felt and passed out. Dreams of how to serve her new master danced in her head.

End