Another memory; Lucius deciding that he would demand sex from his wife whenever he wanted it, and would come home to her after he had laid with another witch and had her taste the other witch's juices that had dried on his cock. Sometimes she was married and had been coerced into it, other times it was a woman he thought Narcissa was in love with, and a few times it would be a prostitute that may out may not have survived the encounter. He would make her guess her fate as he thrust his blood-soaked member in and out of her as her hatred for him reached new depths.