"Please let me go!" she begs with tears on her eyes."Suck, then bitch!" I yell. She starts giving me a gentle blow job. I look up at the ceiling and e...joy for a minute. "Now kiss it and tell me that you love my cock"She hesitates, but then kisses it "I-I love your cock." she says as she is crying."Now tell me that without my cock you are a useless bitch!" I demand.An even longer hesitation. "Without your cock I am a useless bitch..." She whispers with her eyes closed."Now beg for it! Beg for my. .. well, you saw what happened to Christina."Perhaps against their best judgment, two daring agents, probably both in their twenties, step forward hesitatingly and set upon my body. With Serena's encouragement, one lavishes attention on my chest while the other, rather dangerously, hungrily strokes my rear; my tight restraints intensify their gentle touch. However, as much as I desperately want revenge -- to make these beautiful tormentresses share my fate -- as much as I try in vain to brush. Three coffees and several hours later Lori was no closer to figuring out her problem and in fact, the hunger in her stomach was far worse than when she arrived.Lori became aware that she had been watching one of the female baristas. She found it funny and kind of scary because she had never given much thought to women. Not since that one time, she and her friend Ally had snuck her mother's wine, but that had been a phase. Or so she thought. Then there was her sudden attraction to Madame V and. Out!….OUT!! Ron screamed at a quivering house-elf which dodged his poorly aimed kick and fled from the room. Ron stopped at the sink as he turned on the tap and splashed the water roughly over his face. Potter got away again! I was so close…I failed the Dark Lord…, panted Ron through deep, angry breaths. Ron heard the doors to the kitchen open, thinking it would be Draco coming to calm him down. So, said a different voice, causing Ron to turn sharply, you failed. Bellatrix Lestrange stood by.