The hovering face of her sister in the fireplace, irked the icy blonde. She wanted everything to be ready before she summoned the prisoner. It took her a full 5 minutes to get rid of the meddling Bella, mollifying her with the promise that she’d deposit the captive to her quarters if the Dark Lord permitted. In a twisted way this suited her plans, if her master was willing to let Bellatrix have playtime with the Mudblood, she might be able to spin this deportment class into another series of sessions, she had seen how Lucius had responded to the detainee, masterbating as the slut’s body was decorated. She could feel her core moisten at her own pleasurable memories of lacing up the prisoner’s pussy with the golden strands of unicorn hair. She allowed herself to take a few calming breaths, she knew that Snape had arranged for the Mudblood to be kept constantly dosed with powerful potions to keep her maximally stimulated with her libido and hormones kept on overdrive, the sphere in her sex was purpose built to keep her sexuality inflamed, she wondered if she was susceptible to get a contact high, there seemed to be no other way to explain her body’s anticipatory reactions.