She ran to the water's edge, whimpering slightly as she cut her feet on a broken beer bottle left by Muggle revelers some months before. Not for the f...rst time she questioned her decision to enter the Dark Lord's service. In the half-decade since, she had done her best to emulate her mentor, Bellatrix Lestrange, and in that time had kidnapped, tortured and murdered her fair share of victims. At first when committing such crimes, she had felt a surge ofempowerment, but as the novelty wore off,. No one knew the degree to which they had been changed, but none doubted that they had been changed by this. Furtive glances in his direction didn’t show fear, but awe. Families used to overbearing husbands would be shocked when the men returned home. Wives that had long taken a backseat in their relationships would demand more freedom and self expression. Husbands that would have resisted would become supportive.The couple that had triggered this situation, returned to their chairs, and began. I come to where you are, wherever you are and would fuck you. You would love the fuck and would fuck me back with full force, allowing me to drink the nectar of your youth and revel in your womanhood.I would fuck you till you can’t cum no more. You know, deep satisfying de-sexing kind of fuck. A fuck after which you feel so filled with joy that all you want is company of your lover, want to feel the naked body, because your mind wants more, but sex is no more physically possible. The body is. One had unzipped his fly, and sitting at the edge of his seat, took his cock out and proceeded to jerk off.As Dan’s fingers aroused her more and more, she eliminated her choice of men to fuck her down to one. She stared at her intended target until his eyes stayed on hers. “I love you, Dan,” she said, kissed him, then slid his fingers from her pussy. She stood, and walked towards her next fuck, not caring her skirt didn’t cover her ass or pussy.All eyes followed her as she stopped at the table.