Pain and Pleasure

Bewitched || Nik,Cissa,Malfoy,Mulciber

Narcissa was so distracted by the pain that radiated through her body that she couldn’t understand what Nik and Zander were saying. The only person she could understand clearly was Lucius, and that was only because she wanted to hear him. She wanted so desperately for him to snap out of it and to comfort her, to hold her and tell her everything was going to be alright. But those words weren’t going to leave his mouth; at least, not until this torture was over. Instead, what she heard from him were painful insults that tore her heart apart.

When he finally uttered the torture curse, Narcissa’s entire body arched up. She screamed into the gag and closed her eyes tightly. It felt as if her entire body was on fire; white hot knives were being driven into her skin; her insides were churning and molten. She could not even begin to control her body as the curse continued. Tears ran down her face and she pulled at her bonds, wanting desperately to break free. She writhed against the bed like a worm, thrashing and fighting like mad.

Until it stopped.

Just as soon as it had started the pain vanished. She crashed against the bed, her entire body covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Her chest heaved up and down as she tried to catch her breath. Tears continued to cascade down her cheeks and she glanced at Lucius. She wanted to tell him that it was okay, that she didn’t blame him. But she still could not speak on her own, especially not with a gag in her mouth. So she looked at Zander, pleading with him to finally put an end to this misery.

"Worthless," Zander said. "We can leave now. I'm tired of this, anyway. Neither of them can stand up to it... it's pathetic. Obliviate" he pointed his wand at Lucius and then at Narcissa, repeating the spell. He only wiped him and Nik from this. All that he left were the two of them. "Take her off the impirius," he did the same to lucius, and he took his things and got out of there, closing the doors before the two could realize that he and Nik had been there "You can have fun with the ragdoll later. You know the game here: no bringing tonight up. For all they know, we weren't here. And if you're lucky they'll split and you can have your go at her," he said smirking.

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1 and 10.

1 - Your current relationship- I am with Alecto, in a way... If you can call that a relationship.

10 - Discuss your first love. I don't believe in love.

2, 25, 26, 27, 30

2 - Where you’d like to be in 10 years -As the right hand man to the Dark Lord.

25 - Someone who fascinates you and why. Mary Macdonald. Marlene Mckinnon is quite the facinating person.

26 - What kind of person attracts you- Ones who don't mind a little pain

27 - A problem that you have had. Mary Macdonald. These freaking mudbloods

30 - Your highs and lows of this month- High point: Getting revenge. Low? Allowing Lucius to attack me.

Bewitched || Nik,Cissa,Malfoy,Mulciber

Narcissa had never felt more humiliated than she did when Lucius was ordered to cut away her clothes. She felt even more vulnerable than when she had voluntarily gone topless in front of Lucius. She could feel Zander’s and Nikolas’ roaming eyes on her body, and her face turned bright pink. The only silver lining to the situations was that Zander hadn’t forced her to become completely naked. She wasn’t sure if she would even be able to handle that sort of humiliation.

When Lucius pressed the knife into her skin, Narcissa’s eyes instantly became wider. That was the only way she could show her pain. At least, until Avery ordered her otherwise. And when he did allow her to vocalize, she screamed against the gag. Her entire body was shaking and pulling on the restraints, causing the ropes to dig harshly into her skin. Tears began to run down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably. The initial cutting wasn’t so bad, but feeling it tug against the sensitive flesh of her thighs was very painful. For someone like Lucius, or especially Zander, such an injury would be nothing. But Narcissa never had had the chance to build up a resistance to pain. And now she was suffering.

The witch whimpered at first when Avery sat down beside her. But when he kissed her forehead she seemed to become less afraid and much more angry. How dare he?! She thought. That was something he was not allowed to do! Such a sweet gesture was reserved for people who were capable of love and compassion. Narcissa tried to scoot herself away from him, but it was no use. She was forced to feel him touching her skin. Her eyes narrowed at him (or what she believed to be him, her tears made everything blurry) and she glared daggers at him, hoping that would send him away.

"I think he's enjoying this," Zander said. "I think He is. Lucius, why don't you tell her so yourself. I want you to tell her that you enjoy doing this to her, that it thrills you," he smiled. "And then what I want you to do is use the same curse on her that you used on me. And don't think of stopping until I say so," he said. He had a smirk on his face. "As you do it, I want you to tell her that she's useless. Worthless. That all she holds is what any woman like her holds: the potential to breed. To bear you a son. That you need her for no other purpose," he said. He knew the opposite was true. Zander couldn't comprehend the concept of love, but Lucius did. It was stupid that he would let anything hold him back so much.

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Owl Me!

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1 - Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is. 2 - Where you’d like to be in 10 years. 3 - Your views on drugs and alcohol. 4 - Your views on religion. 5 - A time you thought about ending your own life. 6 - Write 30 interesting facts about yourself. 7 - Your zodiac sign and if you think it fits your personality. 8 - A moment you felt the most satisfied with your life. 9 - How you hope your future will be like. 10 - Discuss your first love. 11 - Put your ipod on shuffle and write 10 songs that pop up. 12 - Bullet your whole day. 13 - Somewhere you’d like to move or visit. 14 - Your earliest memory. 15 - Your favorite tumblrs. 16 - Your views on mainstream music. 17 - Your highs and lows of this past year. 18 - Your beliefs. 19 - Your parents. 20 - How important you think education is. 21 - One of your favorite shows. 22 - How have you changed in the past 2 years? 23 - Give pictures of 5 people who are famous who you find attractive. 24 - Your favorite movie and what it’s about. 25 - Someone who fascinates you and why. 26 - What kind of person attracts you. 27 - A problem that you have had. 28 - Something that you miss. 29 - Goals for the next 30 days. 30 - Your highs and lows of this month

mastermalfoy-beafraid said: …Zander kissed me.

Oh, look at what we have here. Interesting. Zander, we didn’t know you fancied boys!

-GG

-growls- How about you shut your mouth. I was under a love potion. Why don't you use your... skills to find out who did it?

Bewitched || Nik,Cissa,Malfoy,Mulciber

Narcissa was petrified, and she was almost positive her eyes conveyed that. She had absolutely no idea what Zander had planned for them, but she was sure it would not be the least bit pleasant. While she was thankful that she didn’t have to be astride Nikolas any longer, the witch knew that the worst was far from over. When Lucius began to tie her to the bed posts, she felt like she would soon break into tears. But with the curse still upon her, it was impossible. There were so many things she wanted to tell him: that she didn’t blame him, that she loved him, and she was sorry for not being able to warn him. Cissa was aware that not of this was her fault, but she could not help but feel guilty. After all, she had been the one to try and attack Avery. She had lost her temper, and look where that had got her! Soon she had each limb tied to a bed post via a very rough piece of rope. Already she was beginning to feel sore, yet the real torture had not even begun.

Zander just smiled. "What to use, what to use?" he said. "I have knives, matches, and you have your wand..." Zander mused. "Ah! First, I want you to gag her. She souldn't be able to scream, but we don't know what adding pain to the mix will do," he said. While his order was being followed, he continued: "We're going light on you today Lucius. We could do so much more. You see, I turn 17 in a month, and the Dark Lord says I may have my dark mark then. I am already promised a spot as his soldier..." he paused, she was gagged now. "The knife first. Let's start with some simple humiliation. I want you to cut her clothes away," he said. "But don't worry, we're not going to have you rape her, or anything. You may leave any underthings intact," he said with a grin.

He continued on his story. "Nik here has a spot as well. From what I hear, he doesn't like it when his soldiers kill other soldiers. You are joining him too, yes?" Zander grinned. "So, we've established that you can't murder me, lest you be at the hands of the Dark Lord. We've also established that I am capable of a lot worse than what we are doing here today," he said. He paused once more in her story "Cut her leg. Either one, and just deep enough to draw blood. Wouldn't want her pretty skin to scar. Remember, any scars that happen are the fault of your overzealous hands," he grinned. While Lucius did that, he finished his little lecture "I wouldn't advise coming after me for this. Because you have to kill me to keep me from coming back harder... And no matter what I can do, the Dark Lord can do ten times worse," he said with a laugh.

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Bewitched|| Nik,Cissa,Malfoy,Mulciber

Narcissa felt absolutely disgusted as she was urged on by Nikolas. She was forced to act as though she was enjoying herself, even though that could not be farther from the truth. She felt as though she would be sick when her lips pressed against his. It was nothing like when she kissed Lucius. No, when they were together it felt like fireworks were going off inside her head. It was as if being with him was where she truly belonged. Kissing Avery was the complete opposite of that. It made her feel absolutely horrid.

The minutes ticked by, but for Narcissa it felt as if ages had passed. She was almost at the edge of her rope when the sound of a door opening awoke her from the self-loathing state of mind she was in. Instantly she recognized Lucius’s voice. She wanted to cry out to him, to plead that it was not her fault. But by the time he pushed her off of Avery it seemed as if he had figured that out on his own. Cissa’s eyes darted towards the dark corner where Zander was lurking, hoping that her simple action might warn Lucius that they were not alone.

Zander acted quickly, not wasting a second. "Imperio!" he said, putting Lucius under his spell. Sure that the spell was in place, Zander emerged from his hidden corner, a wide grin on his face. "Oh, here we are. Mister Malfoy. A pleasure to see you, really it is," he laughed a little. "You may be wondering what's going on here. Nod for me," he grinned as the order was followed. "Well, your beloved is over there under the same curse you are... But I think you know that already. Why, you ask? Well..." Zander laughed a little, shaking his head "You may remember not so long ago when you dared use an unforgivable curse on me. I didn't really like that, Lucius. I really didn't. So now it's my turn to put you through some pain," he said and stepped out of his field of vision. "Now, Lucius, I want you to tie that little rag doll over there up. The bed would be nice, but to the bedpost, a chair, or just bound on the floor is just fine with me. Do whichever will scare her the most," he ordered, pointing his wand at Malfoy.

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Bewitched|| Nik,Cissa,Malfoy,Mulciber

Lucius sighed to himself, looking out at the frosty ground from the Owlry. He wished he was smart enough to say no to Bellatrix. What had he gotten himself into? Sure Narcissa had said she forgave him, and still loved him even. But he still felt as though he owed her a real apology. Nothing big, just a face to face apology would be his best chance right now. He sighed once more, running a hand through his long shaggy hair. Suddenly, an owl swooped down towards him, landing on the railing in front of him with a piece of parchment attached to it. He took it off and read the note, licking his lips. She wanted to meet him? What possibly for? To make up? To yell at him again? Or…no. She couldn’t want to break up. They were betrothed after all, but still, the very though sent awful shivers up his spine. He began to make his way down to the Slytherin dorms.