Chapter 135 - Ch 134 + 135 - Pumpkin Pasties

Shivering as he felt her finger run down the length, playing gently with it, before rest of her fingers coiled around weapon, squeezing it.

She leaned forward, and before he could react, stuck out her tongue and attacked his neck. The sheer rawness sent a jolt of electricity coursing through body. Amelia ran her tongue up Lucifer's cheek and then with a flourish, 'finished' her lick by flicking her tongue at the corner of his mouth, before moving back slightly.

Their lusty breath hitting each other's face. Lucifer looked at her eyes, her right hand now jacking cock vigorously. The tension between overtook everything else, doving towards each other, their mouths colliding roughly in a savage, open mouthed-kiss.

Two lips fused in a perfect seal, tongues waging war in each other's mouths. Her smooth lips slid against Lucifer, gloss smearing onto him, as they ravenously attacked each other.

It was pure insanity. Pure savagery, fighting for control, their hollowed cheeks deepening the kiss further than physically possible. Exploring each and every crevice of mouth, spit mingling and making the kiss wetter.

Smacking their lips as 'frenched.' Amelia pressed herself into Lucifer, her breasts against hard chest, grabbing his neck with left hand as she tried to jam her tongue down his throat.

Lucifer cupped her arse-cheeks and dug fingers into firm flesh, then My slid back up, travelling along her velvety skin to her bare breasts. And then before he could maul them, she stepped away. "O-Okay," Madam Bones breathed, meeting his black eyes. "This was a nice surprise, shall we move to the bed?"

He slid his bare arse up the bed, against the headboard, lean body exposed, and jutting cock pointing towards the heavens. Amelia sat at the edge of the bed, eyeing him lustfully.

Her hands ran up her body, digging fingers into her fleshy jugs, squeezing them firmly, flicking her fingers over her throbbing nipples. She slid them further down her belly and over her cunt.

....Then wordlessly, she got her knees on the bed and pulled Lucifer by the ankles by a few inches, crawled over and lowered her face, her lips hovering above shaft. She let some spit drip from her mouth, landing on the tip of cock, and began to jack with right hand.

Then she met his eyes.

"You think I'm afraid of this?" She whispered, her eyes staring daggers at him, "You think I'm afraid of your big cock? You think that just because it's massive and pulsing, I don't have what it takes to destroy you? Understand this, Husband.... I'm about to suck you dry. I'm gonna drain those 'fat' balls of yours. And when I'm done with you, you'll beg me for relief... And then you'll be mine. You'll know that I am your better and you will worship me as your goddess. I don't care that you have a tower. I don't care for your whores.... You will make yourself my ward, and live here with me. Even when you go to Hogwarts, you'll return home every Saturday, your balls loaded with a week's worth of cum, your cock throbbing with anticipation for my pussy, because trust me, Lucifer Morningstar, after this, after tonight, no one will be able to sate you.... Whether you win or lose this wager, I am going to ruin you for every single woman out there."

"The bitches can scream and cum right and left over your cock. You can have one, or two, or maybe even fuck a gang of witches, but it'll never be enough. For they won't be 'me."

She moved her face closer, pursed her lips, and gave the tip a big, juicy kiss. Her hot spit began coating Lucifer's shaft, as she began to bob on his meat, with more and more of it entering her tight, clasping throat.

She was slobbering all over it, shaft covered with her drool, spit pooling around balls. After taking in the whole cock and gagging on it for several moments, she finally pulled back to regain her breath.

"Wow," Lucifer said, unable to help himself, "Not even Lilith was able to get the entire thing in one go when she saw her first, and she's the best cocksucker I've ever had."

"Well, you haven't had me before. At least, not with me trying." 

Saying that, she attacked Lucifer's balls, her tongue running circles around them, coating with spit, massaging with a divine firmness. She swapped balls, taking the other in her mouth, playing with it hungrily.

"Yes!" Lucifer moaned. "That's it! Suck my balls. Run your tongue across my sack. Feel how swollen they are? That's all you're gonna be doing after tonight.... That's all your mouth is gonna be worth after this. To suck my cock. To grease my balls. To lie in bed as I take you in every hole and send you screaming to oblivion. That's your life for eternity!"

"Oh yeah?" She asked, pulling her mouth off with a pop. "All this cum will be mine, you say?" She coiled her fingers again and jacked the boy furiously, "You want to hose me down with it? Fuck me as I rub your filthy, nasty, delicious cum all over my body?"

"Ugh! Yes!" he claimed. "For all your big talk, your first reaction was to be my submissive... To shake that arse as you stood over your table, asking that I fuck you over it. Face it, Amelia! For all your talk of dominating me, you want to be my submissive. One of my conquests. You want to end on your knees, waiting for me to return from Hogwarts, so that I can fuck you and leave you with your face splattered with my cum.... You want my cock to screw deep into 'that virgin arse."

Her eyes flashed with lust.

"Yes! I will have you bugger my arse. I will have you spear that gigantic dick into. I'll make you drill my cunt with your cock all the way till the root, and I'm going to suck my juices off your cock like a nasty whore.... That load of cum in your balls that you're so proud of? I'll swallow it in one go. That's how nasty I am. How does it feel, knowing that your most potent weapon is merely a snack for me? Trust me, when I'm done, I'll leave you a drained shell of a man, and even then I will bite your body."

Her lips twisted predatorily. "Watch what's next, Bones. You won't be able to get it up for any woman after this. Only me, Amelia fucking Bones, will be able to get you stiff. Only I'll get your blood boiling. Only I'll be able to give you what you need.... I'll fuck you into this bed and leave you groaning. I'll see your scream in frustration and curse yourself for taking the wager.... You will walk back to my mansion and beg me to make you cum. And when that happens, I will own you."

And then she plunged herself upon Lucifer's cock. She was relentless, her throat kept squeezing him, her hand massaging his nuts. Every move she made was trying to coax the cum out of his balls.

Reaching down, he forced her head firmly downward, gripping hair tightly, Lucifer didn't know exactly what she was doing or how she was doing it, but he just couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Fuck!" he groaned, as his cock throbbed powerfully. Unable to control himself, Lucifer grabbed her head tightly. Amelia immediately pulled back, leaving only the tip of his cock in her mouth, as a thick wad of cum shot into her sucking lips.

The Devil arched his back as he came, jet after jet of cum filling her mouth, Lucifer saw her gulp, swallowing his load, not even losing a drop, like a good whore, gulping down while her hands kept squeezing his cock, forcing every drop of cum into her mouth.

"Look at you," She sneered disdainfully. "I thought you had potential.... But one blowjob, and you're cuming like a fountain.."

Then, Madam Bones wandlessly summoned her bra from the floor, and began putting the cups back in place. "Maybe those pathetic little sluts are all you're good for. If not for the contract, I'd not touch you ever again."

Her viciousness got him throbbing. Saying that she had lost all respect for Lucifer as a loverpissed him off, especially because he hadn't even gotten started in the first place.

He wasn't broken, or beaten, and 'far from done.' His tanks might have been emptied just now, but they'd be back to full soon enough. But the worst part was that she had attacked his pride. Skill as a sexual being. Quite naturally, he saw red.

Before she could clasp her bra shut, Lucifer sat up straight, wrapped arms around her and grabbed the bra from her hands. Roughly, threw her down beside, snatching and throwing it on the floor, her massive udders jiggling at his actions.

Before Amelia could even react, Lucifer was on top, he saw the way her eyes flashed with lust, when he grabbed her melons and dug into her luscious flesh. 

"Not so quickly, Amelia," he hissed. "First blood goes to you, but the battle is far from over." Lucifer brought his mouth down and sucked the rubbery nipple on her right. 

"Oh, yes!" She moaned, her fingers playing with his smooth hair, "Haven't you heard, darling? She, who strikes 'first,' wins?"

Goddamnit, Lucifer needed to teach this sexy bitch a lesson. Lifting his head slightly, and met her eyes. And then he went down, bit her nipple.

Amelia screamed in pain and ecstasy, as he twisted the other with hand, going straight to the offensive, mauled her breasts over and over again, not getting enough of them. They were so incredible, so big and so soft.

Lucifer couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop, lifting face to take one look at her, and found her staring at him with molten desire in her eyes. Then, pausing only for a moment, he dove down 'face-first, shoving into her cleavage.

He cupped her massive rack, getting as much as soft flesh into hands, pressing them together, Lucifer was swimming in softness, with her breasts on either side of face.

Her hard nipples scraped against cheek, sexy perfume and the light sheen of sweat overwhelming his nostrils as Lucifer rubbed himself.

Turning to the left and began sucking her right nipple, squeezing it with lips as tightly as he could. Hearing her womanly purring as she massaged the boy's hair lovingly.

"Mmmm…" She moaned, "I could let you do this to me all day, everyday. You really know how to suck nipples, darling.... But there are other parts of me that demand attention. Other parts of me that could do with that 'fastidious worship."

She spread her firm legs, and pushed Lucifer down, and he found face inches above her bare cunt.

"Look at that sleek, taut cunt, Lucifer. This is what's needed to pleasure your cock.... Not the plump, nice, little pussies of married women. Not the tight, clampy slits of virgin schoolgirls. This is what you want. So kiss it. Use your tongue. Show me you know how to give pleasure while you're at it."

In one smooth motion, he dove down and attached lips to her small, tight, dripping cunt, pushing tongue in and gave it a long, hot lick and pulled back. "Fuck!" Amelia cried into the pillows, "Go on, darling. Don't be afraid. Eat it."

So he did. Her juices were like ambrosia. Flavorful, hot and absolutely incredible. The taste sent a jolt through his cock as it rubbed against the bed.

Lucifer pushed face into her hot cunt, tongue lapping at her copious juices, giving her fevered licks. 

"Yes!" She hissed, scratching his scalp. "Yes! Eat that cunt! Eat it! Go deeper!"

It was driving her nuts.

"Don't tease me, husband," she pleaded. "It's been decades, since I have wanted that cunt to be eaten...! Suck it! Oh fuck! Yes, I'm so! Oh! I'm so close! 'Keep going… keep going!"

She was right on edge, right about to cum and right then, Lucifer took his lips away from her.

"Oh you fucking little prick!" Amelia gasped in outrage horror, "Keep going! Don't stop! Don't fucking tease me like this."

"Oh? Unbearable, is it?" Lucifer taunted, but Amelia reached down and just grabbed his head and pushed against her cunt again.

"That's it! LICK! LICK MY CUNT! Use your tongue! Yes! Oh yes! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum.... I'm GONNA CUM! FUCK! YES!" She kept on moaning. "Get on it! Make me cum, Lucifer! 'Lick my fucking cunt!"

He looked up, meeting her eyes. 

"Remember, you asked for this."

And then he 'hissed.'

"FUCKKK!!" Amelia howled and arched like a crazed madwoman, like she was being broken in half. Her thighs slammed against the boy's head so tightly, that had he been a normal person, Lucifer'd have gotten disoriented.

Madam Bones spasmed, her hands all over the bed, her mouth open and screaming like a thousand ants had bitten her in her pussy all at once. She threw head back and kept raining her 'fists' upon the bed, howling at the top of her lungs as her orgasm hit her.

Her cunt quivered and suddenly, Lucifer's mouth was inundated with a hot stream of her cum. It kept squirting into open mouth, wave after wave of it 'filling' through, leaking past his lips, and falling on the bedspread.

He gulped it all down, the insides of mouth was now awash with her hot sex-juice, coating his cheeks, teeth, and infusing her flavour onto tongue.

And, Lucifer couldn't describe it as anything but like an aphrodisiac. 

His cock throbbed.

Her thighs were trapping the head, holding it in place as she rode out her orgasm. Her arse was bouncing off the bed as she kept 'flexing' her cunt, trying to squirt out all her cum out of her sweet, divine cunt.

....Finally her body relaxed and her arse fell to the bed as her orgasm dissipated, squirting reduced to a mere dripping. Amelia spread her legs and allowed Lucifer to escape.

He pulled away to catch breath, her juices dripping off from the mouth.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" she groaned, still gasping. "That — that was something. Wasn't it? I — I — oh fuck! I almost forgot. You're a Parsel— uh! — 'Parselmouth!"

Her legs kept shaking as she laid bare before him, breasts moving up and down with her heavy breaths, a sheen of sweat covering her entire naked form. And then, she flipped it around, lying on her breasts, and spread her legs again, lewdly displaying her pussy and arsehole to him.

Lucifer' grabbed her arse, and drove hips into her, trying to enter her pussy, but it didn't want to give.

He didn't know if this was some kind of 'self-reinforcement' magic, but her pussy was just not giving in.

So, he pushed harder, trying to drive the throbbing tip into her cunt. Her puffy lips spread slightly around the tip, but it was still not allowing entrance, Lucifer might as well shove a beater's bat through a pinhole.

"C'mon husband!" She cackled. "Do it! Fuck me! Tear that mature pussy. Show it no mercy! Give me everything you've got! Unless, you're afraid... 'your cock might break?"

Lucifer's blood boiled, and he scowled. She wanted the beast. Fine! She'd get it. He reared back and drove into her as hard as he could, with no mercy or regard for any discomfort. And finally, the lips yielded and wrapped around 'full', mushroom tip. 

"Ugh!" She moaned.

Now that the hard part was over, Lucifer reared back and drove into her a third time, and this time, it was super effective, he was able to drive at least half of cock into her eager, grasping cunt.

Amelia Bones spasmed like a howler.

By Granger, it was unbelievably tight. Like he was trying to drill into a 'forty-year-old' virgin pussy. That wasn't even such difficult when he broke her Adamantium 'iron wall of hymen.'

Her cunt squeezed his cock from every angle. It was smothering Lucifer in pleasure, doing things he couldn't put in words. It was like quicksand, wet and velvety, and pulling deeper with every move. Her cunt wanted more, and was happy to oblige.

Pushing deeper, and by now, it was almost all the way in. Amelia was squealing, as he grit teeth and reared back one 'final' time, and then pushed the entire thing into her pussy.

"FUCK!" Amelia, the Director screamed painfully, 'feeling: her cunt filled to the brim with dick, Lucifer could feel her cervix at the spongy tip of cock. A shiver ran down his spine as Lucifer clenched arse, to prevent from cumming inside her right away.

This was to be a marathon, and the race had only just begun.

"Just stay right there, b-baby!" Amelia groaned. "Give me a moment to adjust, my pussy was already struggling last time.. now, it's thicker than ever..."

Her eyes were closed, and for a moment, Lucifer wondered if it was already over. Had his cock been too much for her? He remembered how the last time they had fucked in her office, Amelia Bones had asked not to fuck her that hard every day. Was that her limit? Had Devil's Charm already ended the game before Amelia even had a chance?

He never noticed how Amelia pushed one hand back until she reached for the boy's neck. And then, she gripped it hard and pulled him forward, until Lucifer was lying over her, cock fully lodged up into her pussy.

She twisted her neck and kissed on the mouth, lips tasting the violent mix of their individual juices, tongues mashing again. His cock tingled in her pussy as Amelia slipped her body around like an eel, and before Lucifer knew it, she was straddling, her pussy clenching cock as she stared down at him and smiled arrogantly.

Lucifer grabbed her hip. "Why the act?"

"I was letting... you have your fun, darling. But make no mistake, it is I that only 'ever is on top." She said, looking down at him wickedly, humongous breasts hanging down above Lucifer's face.

She looked down at her abdomen, where both were conjoined, her juices leaking down upon his cock. "I'll say this, you're impressive. That cock is growing, you are barely thirteen, and that 'parselmouth' ability of yours is formidable, and that is why, I can't risk you going anywhere, Lucifer. I'll take permanent... ownership of your cock, starting tonight. Say hello to your 'new mistress."

And then the barrage began.

Amelia ground into the base of his dick, swivelling her tight cunt around, before she lifted herself smoothly, cock appearing from her overstuffed cunt, coated in her juices.

She rose up to the tip, let her arse hang in the air 'for' just a moment, before she drove herself into him.

Her arse smacked into Lucifer's thighs as she drove herself down the full length of his meat.

'Smack!'

He groaned, the feeling of her squeezing cunt sliding down his cock was an inexplicable pleasure. But Amelia didn't care for him. She just picked on speed.

'Smack!

Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!'

Madam Amelia Bones was bouncing on Lucifer's turgid, pulsing weapon. She was holding the headboard as leverage as she drove herself into him firmly, body slamming into his as she fucked the boy.

Her breasts bounced and jiggled with each motion, nipples dancing in the air. And she just kept driving into, again and again, relentless.

"You like that?" She panted, "You like that, you sick fuck? You see how impotent you are against this tight cunt?" Her hands left the headboard and she gripped Lucifer's shoulders and loomed over, her cunt squelching down his cock at an agonisingly slow rate. "Look at you! Lying down like that! A fucking pussy! Just taking it as I fuck you.... This is your reality now, Morningstar. Your cock freed me that night, and now this bitch will own it. You'll be my fuckstick. Admit it! Lucifer Bones! 'Fucking admit it!"

Lucifer scowled at her screams. Her behaviour reminded of Hermione Granger. That crazed, sex-starved bitch suffered from a massive 'inferiority complex,' and personality disorder....

It was why despite having grown a buxom 'figure' and breasts to die for, she had chosen to ask Astoria to inject herself with veela blood. Something the later had slipped up in normal conversation, about what Evelyn had done when he was dealing with Chamber of Secrets'. Her body was already messed up, and that muggle-born witch keeps asking weird stuff from him, that had his 'fluids.'

She couldn't even live a few minutes without his semen. Amelia Bones was the exact opposite. She had used Occlumency to develop a superiority complex as a way to cut out the agony. She had 'convinced' herself that no man out there was good enough for her, and had moulded her body to become the epitome of sexual appeal.

Unlike Hermione who needed his validation whether she was pretty, or he didn't like her blood status.

....Lady Amelia had been bound away by the power of magical contracts. And she had grown despite it, becoming the most powerful woman in the country.... Unlike Granger who was vindicated by his acceptance, Amelia would need to be "tamed" by him dominating her in bed.

Lucifer would literally need to fuck the 'superiority' out of her.

Reaching up, he grabbed her boobs, and squeezed them firmly, before slapping tight, seeing jiggle around. Amelia 'flinched' at the sudden hit but said nothing.

"Admit what? That you're already at your wit's end? That you've already offered everything this body can offer, and come out pulling the short end of the stick?"

Lucifer smirked at her, pleased at the growing scowl on her face. "Give up, Miss Bones... If that's your best, just give up. I'll date Susan and marry her. You can stay as the Morningstar Regent... Who knows? Maybe I'll give you a mercy fuck if you're beg hard enough."

Just as expected, her eyes flashed with anger, and she somehow began to ride him faster, slamming herself into roughly. Neither wanted to admit how good the sex was, or how good the other was at pleasuring them. That would be considered a loss, as if admitting to pleasure was admittance that other was doing a better job at sex than they were.

They were both trying to stay in control. Had this been any other fuck, both'd have been moaning like crazy. Instead, were insulting the other and doing best to not cum, hoping to break other's resolve first.

And what a resolve it was, Lucifer was never into boasting, but at that moment, he wanted to proclaim how outfucking her would----She was no Veela, but had given him the most mind-blowing, earth-shattering sex, he had ever had with a human, and how every other woman he had bedded in life paled before her.

He would be a fool to compare normal humans to other species, he was 'sexually' involved in. Just in terms of mortal kind, no, that wasn't right, in the categories of witches, Amelia had set the bar so fucking high that he doubted any other witch would rise up to the challenge. 

This bitch was threatening to make 'sex with others' a taxing activity, one doing purely for sustenance It was possible that Amelia's body would become the sole definition for his pleasure. 

"Tell me!" She panted. "Tell me I'm the best you ever had! Tell me that no woman can stand up to me!"

Lucifer gritted his teeth.

"Tell me that no one deserves to be your wife! Be your 'Lady Morningstar!"

She was speaking the truth, not even Evelyn came remotely close to this. But if there was to be a Lady Morningstar, Hermione was on the top of the list. But he didn't say it out loud. Why? Because this nifty little called 'Defiant.' A manifestation of Lucifer's rebelliousness. Of his mental fortitude. Of his ego that made him stand against the abyss and yell no.

It was made of the determination that kept his laughing and laughing spitefully, while those shadows severed his arms and legs and flung into a mud coffin, and were burying him alive.

Even when he thought he was dying, under Creator's hands, even then he did not stop laughing, just to see the 'frustration' on their Chicken faces.

That God might have torn him in half, might have been buried alive, but he was damn sure that they didn't get any satisfaction 'from that act.: Even to his final days in Silver City, they'd be haunted by the sounds of Lucifer's laughter from within the grave.

The 'Defiance' in his nature, only reinforced Lucifer's ego, and gave the power to withstand mental coercion, especially when it was Enochian magically 'reinforced.' And what was Veritaserum, if not psychic compulsion to speak the truth?

Lucifer had never lied.

He grabbed her neck with right and pulled her down at him, before she could fight back, his other hand went around her neck and gripped her hair----Yanked her downward, flipping until he was above her, keeping his dick still within as he fucked her.

She grabbed his hips and attempted to push Lucifer to the side, but passive power was a little too much for her to overcome. That didn't stop her from wrestling 'for' control, pushing and pulling and trying to use his own strength against.

And then he grabbed her wrists and shoved above her head, holding them tightly in grasp.

'Smack!'

Her face practically vibrated by the force of Lucifer's slap on right cheek. Sweeping it back and smacked on the other cheek, and then again, and again and again.

Lucifer's slaps left tinges of crimson on her skin, while she stared daggers, as if trying to burn with her eyes. Given she was one of the most powerful witches in the country, he wondered if that was on the table.

Immolation wasn't something, he had planned against when offering this wager, "Give up, give up before I lose control! give up before it's too late."

"Give up?" Amelia sneered. "You want me to 'give up?"

And then she spat at him.

Lucifer saw red.

Letting her hands go, he grabbed her hips and flipped the woman around. Amelia Bones kicked and threw her arms around but, he slapped them away with extreme prejudice. The time for softness and mercy was gone.

All those chances that he gave her to resolve the matter without resorting to this outcome were over.

Pulling her downward, until he was standing between her legs, Lucifer's cock aimed at her puckered hole, while she lay spreadeagled before him.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her back, Amelia wincing and yelling slurs, but he paid her no mind. 

"You wanted the meto fuck you, right?" Lucifer hissed into her ear. With his other hand, he smacked her nipples, making her scream again "You wanted so bad? You have it."

And he let go.

Lucifer didn't care about lubrication, he didn't care this was her first time, that she had nothing but the 'wand' in her arsehole. Smirking as Amelia let out a strangled squeak that was drowned by the sound of her arse slamming against his thighs.

That was the only sound he could make before, he started pumping into it without any mercy and used it like a tool for wringing load out of balls.

"Give it up, Amelia! give that arse up to me!" Lucifer demanded, while kept pushing, trying to bury his cock into her even harder, "Let me reshape your arsehole."

'Spank! Spank! Spank!'

He slapped her arse thoroughly, her defiance fueling rage. How dare she stand against this? How dare she stay this long without submitting to his inner devil?

"I LOVE IT!" She said, drool rolling off her mouth, with Lucifer holding her by her hair, Amelia Bones had put her hands down, as he fucked her arse doggy-style. "I love you spanking my arse! I love... your cock reshaping my hole! Don't ever stop! Don't 'ever'stop! I want you to keep buggering me every day!"

"Oh yeah?" he questioned, spanking her round arse cheeks again. "Sounds like you're giving in, Amelia."

Her expression hardened again, as if words had triggered something within her, "'Fuck you!" She spat out, her gorgeous, fucked face twisted in venomous disdain as she looked in his direction. 

"I will fucking own this arse. I'll make it my damn property!" Lucifer growled, and with that, pushed the entire length of his cock into her puckered hole. Holding it like that for an entire second, before pulling it out and then shoving it back with prejudice.

And again.

And again.

Every single thrust sent waves into her body, forcing her forward, Lucifer's grip on hair sending flares of agony in her skull. He reared back and thrust, hilting it all the way, and then back again.

Not being tentative, he was taking what was his, being 'forceful', and that was why arse gave in faster than her cunt did.

"FFFFUCK!" Madam Bones screamed out as her arse stretched further and further. "Merlin! I needed this! Give me MORE! GUH! take my virgin hol--"

"Admit it! Admit that I've outfucked you. Admit it that you lost. Admit it that my cock has you tamed!" 

"Ugh! Yes! Do your best to tame this bitch!~~'Yes! Please!" She panted, her voice almost a whine, struggling to maintain her composure through the pleasure, Amelia's husband was giving her. "you, ugh! Feel how my arse is clenching your cock, Lucifer? Little virgins like Susan would probably... faint even at the idea of your cock in their arsehole. She'll have you doing missionary for the rest of your life."

'Spank! Spank! Spank!'

"Gooo Www! Merlin!" She moaned, her arse tightening in pleasure around Lucifer, who slapped her full cheeks a 'few' times in anger. 

"STOP! TALKING! ABOUT SUSAN! THAT WAY!"

"Ugh! Face it, husband! You love it when I 'trash-talk' about Susan. You can pretend all you want, but deep down, you love it! You want a woman that can dominate! One with whom sex isn't just about pleasure, it's about dominance.... About conquest. About 'facing' someone powerful and bringing them beneath you until you have them under your power. Tell me! Tell me! Tell me that you've had sex better than this before! Tell me that those school-going sluts can give you what we've had in the last thirty minutes! Tell me that trying to dominate me over and over has not gotten your dick.... harder than any of those virgin pussies ever did. Tell me!"

Her words hit Lucifer like missiles, and let go of her hair. Amelia fell 'face-first' upon the bed and turned to look at her penetrator, face victorious. "You might try to hide it all you want, Darling, but you know you love it. I can feel how 'hard' it gets you."

She purposely clenched her arsehole around, Lucifer reared and grabbed her shoulders back.

"SHUT! UP!"

Kept thrusting, and Amelia kept screaming and 'fucking: back.

"UGH! MERLIN! Damnit! UGH! FUCK! FUCK! F-fucck~~!"

"I hate you!" Lucifer hissed with venom as two triangle shaped pink of his tongue came out, "I hate you for what you're making me do! I hate you for 'what I'm about to do!"

"Yes! Yes! Tell me how much you hate me! Tell me how much you like fucking me!"

"I fucking! I 'fucking' love it! Yes! You're the best fuck I've ever had! You're... better than Evelyn, better than Granger. Better than Abbott, and Greengrass sisters kiss me together, damn it! The best damn fuck I've ever had! You're the sexiest witch I've ever laid eyes on! I fucking love your face! I fucking... your cunt and your arse! And I fucking love your juicy tits. You turn me on more than anyone ever has!"

"Ugh! I'm gonna cum!" Amelia groaned out, his inner turmoil a huge turn-on for her, apparently as her tight arse clung to throbbing cock. "Ugh! I love it! More! Tell me more!"

Lucifer tried to restrain himself, but his own oath of only saying nothing but truth, didn't feel that easy. "I — I want to 'fucking break you. I want to give you the best sex you'll ever have and then fucking... walk away. That'll be my revenge. I want to watch you screaming, knowing you'll never get this pleasure again!"

"I'm gonna 'cum!!" Amelia hollowed out, as he kept pile-driving his dick into her, not slowing down.

Reaching forward, he grabbed the back of her head roughly, pushing her face into the mattress, grinding into the bed as she screamed and moaned.

"I — I want to see you fucking suffer. After all those insults, I — I want to see you beg me to get you to cum. I want to walk away and laugh as you ruin yourself and give me every single thing you have just in hope that I'll make you cum..."

"Ugh! You horrible horrible —"

'Smack!'

"I'M NOT FINISHED!" Lucifer snarled, smacking her again, he was fucking her savagely, treating her like a whore, gripping by the scalp and rubbing her face into the bed arrogantly, high-pitched squealing muffled. Amelia was writhing under as she came yet again, her arsehole jerking around, squeezing his cock, trying to make him cum. But it wouldn't happen.

Not this way.

"I — I'd want all of that! But I can't! I just fucking CAN'T!"

"Why?" She screamed.

"Because you're so damn 'likeable!" 

Lucifer snapped at her, pulling back from her arse, and honestly, Amelia paused her moans and blinked, fumbling slightly. "You're ruthless, and the way you treat Susan only makes me hate you... You don't bend down like a whore, and are doing every damn thing to dominate me. Ugh! And despite it all, I just can't fucking 'dislike you!"

"You," Amelia began, before her smile turned rapturous. It was the only warning, he got before she suddenly pushed herself back up, and flipped herself, sitting on her back. She spread her legs, showing her dripping pussy as she met the boy's gaze, "You really know how to charm a girl..."

The Devil's Charm had been steadily rising within, its influence corrupting Lucifer's thoughts from the very moment he had activated it. And if didn't put an end to it, things would sprawl out of control.

"End it..." he whispered. "End this madness right now, Or you're not gonna like what's coming next.."

"Ugh, Helga's lost cup," Amelia said grinning, staring at him, "I loved fucking you too. We should keep doing this, give up, and become my boy toy, Lucifer..."

"DAMN IT, AMELIA! JUST FUCKING GIVE UP!"

He grunted savagely, yanking her chin up. "It's over, tell me it's over!"

"It's! 'Not! Over!" She gasped, steeling herself despite being manhandled, "You will 'never' beat me!"

Lucifer's lips twisted into a scowl, and he drove cock into her cunt, and gave her nipples another firm twist.

"'Ahh! Fuck!" She screamed and jolted with energy, writhing violently under, her feet kicking the bed repeatedly, as an orgasm hit her. It went on for a bit, with Amelia cursing and moaning throughout her orgasm, until finally she came down from her high, and spread over the bed, gasping for breath.

That's when he knew. This wouldn't stop. Amelia wouldn't give up. Quitting was alien to her thought process. This was a woman that survived through decades of orgasm denial. She'd rather die but not give up. Lucifer knew what he had to do.

Grabbing her chin and lowered his face down to hers. And then, he licked her cheek, Lucifer's tongue sweeping all over her sweaty nose and lips, only to wind downwards to her chin and her neck.... 'From' there, movinh all the way until he was sucking on her right earlobe.

"You're right, Amelia," Lucifer whispered into her ear devilishly, as she shivered. "I see it. You won't give up, you probably don't even know how to give up. So I have to take away the choice from you..."

"How?" She gasped. "By begging me to cum?"

He smiled. "Tell me, did you think that Parseltongue was the only secret weapon I had in my arsenal? Think again." Lucifer looked into her eyes and saw laconic defiance in them.

"I'm afraid the game was rigged against you from the very start."

And he used the second power of the Devil's Charm.

One moment Lucifer was there, straddling and looming over her, cock throbbing inside her pussy. The next moment, an ethereal wave of power exuded out of him, feeling her whole body thrum in response to that power, to his presence, proximity,… everything.

...That smile on his face conveyed something to her in a flashing instant.

Amelia moaning in ecstasy, beneath, looking at the boy with that lovely 'face' mindless with sensation. And with that image came a hundred and thousand others, each of them a single captured moment, the kind of moments that were the only one to survive a 'frenzied' dream, frozen and layered atop one another, each of them a promise, a prediction, and every one of them aimed right at the most base, the most primitive parts of her brain.

It wasn't just limited to visual imagery.

Each layer of the flash had its own round of sensual memory, every one of them only partial but intense, touch, taste, scent, sound and vision, dozens and dozens of dreams and 'fantasies', each of them being their own moment of absolute ecstasy, a memory that was just as real as reality itself, all of them compressed into that one instant of Dark inspiration.

That was what he 'hurled' at Amelia.

The reaction was just as priceless.

One moment they were matching gazes, the next moment, her eyes widened to saucers as 'hundreds' of individual moments of ecstasy and sexual gratification hit her in a single strike. She arched her back, mouth opening but no sound coming out.

Her hands 'fell' limplessly to the sides and as her pussy quivered for a second and then —

"FUUUCCCKKK!" Amelia screamed her lungs out as she 'exploded', "Fuck! Fuck! 'Fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! 'Yes!"

Her hands clawed the bedsheets, clawed Lucifer's arms, bruising, even drawing blood. She wanted to get up, wanted to get away, push Lucifer away and pull deeper. Madam Bones wanted to coil her legs around Lucifer while also to push out of the window.

She wanted to scream and she wanted to cry and do a million different things. Her back was arched up, pressing her sweaty breasts into Lucifer's chest as she screamed and screamed.

With tears running down her cheeks and mouth frothed with spit, Lady Bone's eyes were wide and lips were stretching to an extreme as she 'moaned and screamed.' 

Her pussy had become tighter than a Gringotts vault, locking his cock within it, while her cunt juices squirted from deep within her, coating balls, crotch and the bedspread under.

That moment right there, he wanted to cum inside her, fill her with thick, creamy cum. Cock and balls were screaming for release, screaming for him to give in, to allow himelf this pleasure. 'The Devil's charm' had done the trick and it wanted Lucifer to indulge himself, let it loose and relieve the pressure within, empty his sack into her.

....It wanted me to act on those devilish feelings. To fill her pussy with cum, to fill her to the brim and get her pregnant. His mind protested, in his defaince, shouting incessantly in back of another corner, telling to fight against it. But he couldn't. The Devil's Charm was an upgraded perk, formed of Femme Fatale and 'Pheromone', and belonged to his real self that could rule the world through the power of 'filthy, nasty sex.'

His mind was silenced, rationality stampeded out at the moment, screaming conscience silenced, as the Devil in him now dictated actions. And he craved filth. It craved Lucifer to breed this fine specimen of feminine sex. It craved to put a baby in Amelia Bones's belly.

'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ugh! Oh! 'Fuck! " Amelia hadn't stopped her squeals for so long, he thought she was reciting a poem for him, juices continuing to squirt violently.

As she wailed in pleasure as loudly as she could, her walls shook, and Lucifer tried best to survive her orgasm, trying very hard to keep from giving in as her pussy squeezed his cock like a clenched fist. 

"FUCK! FUCK! UGH!!"

Her cunt kept gripping him, tighter and tighter, wrapping around cock like elastic, trying to pull every bit of cum from within balls. It was pulling Lucifer deeper and deeper, letting her juices coat his shaft.

Gritting inside of cheeks and tensing all his muscles, he was doing everything to resist the Devil within and the "Demoness" beneath him. The pleasure was too much to take, Lucifer was getting closer to cuming.

Closer and closer and closer until it reached a crescendo and —

"CUM IN ME!" Amelia had lost her mind, and she yelled with an order that rattled the entire Britain to do the job properly, especially the lazy sort, ears were ringing with Head Auror's shout, "BREED YOUR BITCH?!!~~~"

And he lost it.

"UGh! Fuckkk!" Lucifer grunted, body heaving upwards as cum burst out from his cock.

"Yes, Oh yes!" Amelia then immediately screeched like a banshee, on being soothed and her hunger was sated, "I can feel it, it's so fucking good, your cum! 'In me!"

But Lucifer wasn't listening, he was gone too far into the abyss. 'The Devil' was in charge now. And the Devil wanted to breed this magnificent woman, he squeezed her tits and despite cumming into her right that moment, it didn't stop from drilling cock into her.

Lucifer pulled back and shoved back in and in, deeper and deeper, hilting into Amelia every single time. 

"Yes, yes! You're cumming in me! You're CUMMING IN ME!"

"Yes! Yes I am!" he gasped, and drove into her with a 'final' push, firing all jizz into her. Her cunt was still gripping it hard, sucking everything like a black hole. It was insanity, it would have serious repercussions, but the Devil did not care. Neither did she.

Finally after riding wave after wave of pleasure, Lucifer and Amelia both collapsed at the same time, with him above her, breasts in palms and her cunt sucking cock. As it should be.

With 'Herculean' effort, he pulled m

himself up, and looked at her face, their bodies sticky with sweat and cum, mashed up against each other.

"W-well?" he somehow breathed in one gasp, "Are you ready to accept defeat yet?"

"Ugh! N...o — I can't.. give up..." She groaned, her voice weakened from the strenuous activity, each gasp and pant lacking its harsh edge, now sounding soft and 'feminine.'

Amelia Bones was at her worst, barely hanging to the last shred of consciousness by nothing save her stubborn will. "I can't, Just give me a minute, I'll, I'll be —"

"My sex slave, my cum slut, my whore, face it woman, it is over. Do you know why?"

"No — wait, don't I—"

And then he twisted her right nipple.

"Pleaseughhhh! Fuck! I'm CUMMING!" She yelled, her cunt erupting again, Lucifer pushed his fingers downward, flicking her pussy, touching her arse, and just casually maintaining physical contact with her orgasming form.

It was a terrifying power, the Devil's Charm. When used at even two percent of strength, it cast an effect that Screen called 'TheThroes of Ecstasy'. In it, victim's mind would be bombarded with hundreds of psychic projections, augmented with sensations of all 'five' senses, making it more real than real could be.

In effect, it was like having a hundred different orgasms with all of them triggering all at once. The victim would lose all sense of rationality and control and endlessly orgasm until there was practically nothing left.

....What was worse, the victim's magic forced her to constantly cum until it could expunge the psychic attack out of its system. And because this attack was directly injected into one's body, through Lucifer's cock into her cunt, it bypassed any and all Occlumency in the process.

And when he touched her again, it acted as a stimulus for one of the thousands of psychic memories, be had injected her with. Her body reacted instantly, and led her through another 'mind-shattering' orgasm.

This woman now had a glimpse of how he was constantly having sex with so many down there, memories transplanting into his brain's corner, and locked up to synchronise with his physical body.

Lucifer hadn't been 'fibbing.' The moment he used the 'Throes of Ecstasy' on her, the battle was over. Amelia fucking Bones' had lost. No, it was like she never had a chance in the 'first: place. She just didn't know that bit, had wanted him to unleash everything I had got, and come at her.

And now she had seen the result. As she so perfectly put it, one must be careful what they wished for.

"Admit it, Amelia," Lucifer murmured softly as if talking to a lost child, "I am your better, your master. I fucking own you now..."

Madam Bones looked at her husband through slanted eyes, mouth was open, but no words were coming out. Noticing her lips were moving, as if she were speaking, Lucifer slid down and moved ear to her mouth, and heard, barely audible, her voice, repeating the same phrase over and over again.

"I can feel it... I can feel it. I can feel it!

He shivered, eyes widened, Lucifer had done it. He had 'done it!

"Scream it!" Lucifer's voice went to the level of yell, grabbing her chin. "Scream it out loud, bitch... for the world to hear."

"I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME, 'Oh my god!!" Amelia was weeping, tears streaming down her 'face,' "It's in me, It's in ME! I'm so happy you were the taking my 'first time! I'm so happy I remained celibate entire life,' I have been rewarded!"

The lady in her was crying, moaning, grunting. spasming, all of it and more. Every single touch returned the 'Throes of Ecstasy' upon her, making her spasm and cum like nothing else. Pussy was spitting out spurts of cum all over the bed, for a woman that had been deprived of physical pleasure, it was like receiving all of it at once.

Her eyes had rolled to the back of her head, and Amelia was just staring blankly at the ceiling, mouth open.

Lucifer slapped her face. "Say it. Say it, damn it. Who's your master?" 

"YOU!" She wailed. "You're my Master! You're my Master! You're my OH, FUCK I CAN'T BEAR IT ANYMORE

FuckK! YOU'RE MY MASTER! you, you, you areshole own me! I am your 'fucking' slave, just stopppp! M-mmee, from cummming. I can't! I just can't bear it anymore, 'haha... fufu!"

"Tell me I broke you, tell me I fucking outfucked you!"

"Y-you broke me!" She croaked or cried, it was difficult to say. "You broke me, you outfucked me, made me 'your cock sleeve!"

As Lucifer heard those words, he pulled his cock out of her pussy, and let her lie on the bed, utterly spent and wasted. A shiver ran down his spine, was it over? Had he conquered Amelia Bones completely?

"Lucifer...."

Amelia's words attracted attention, and she looked into eyes, there was still a bit of 'fire' in them, and for a moment, Lucifer wondered if she was about to put up one final defence.

She was looking at him with a satisfied smile, "You... outfucked me. And now, if you want to marry Susan, you have my... blessing. I'll be the Morningstar Regent just as you wish, unless… 'you don't want that?"

"No," he said, grinning. "I do, I told you, Amelia. I'd win. You shouldn't have asked me to use my powers."

"On the contrary, I'm glad you used them, it gave me a far better idea of what you're capable of, Husband. But apart from that, who said anything about.... 'you winning?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Amelia —"

"Yes, you outfucked me, and you won the wager, but I sincerely doubt victory is truly yours."

Lucifer almost clenched his fists, with eyes going red, "What do you mean?"

Amelia didn't respond, instead she slowly pushed herself to the edge of her bed, and grabbed her wand. She must have been really exhausted if even summoning her wand back was beyond her at this moment...

And then she raised the wand at the wall behind and said—

"Finite Incantatem!"

Lucifer whirled around, eyes all but popping out, as Susan appeared, seated on a chair, her hands tied behind her back, watching the ropes slowly 'fall' off and disappear, as Susan, shaking and tearful and wet, stood up, her dark eyes staring at him, horror filling in them.

"I told you," Amelia said calmly. "I still had one last lesson to teach her, didn't I? And now she's seen you at your worst.... If she can accept this avatar of you, you have my consent for marriage. The question is, will she?"

She and Lucifer had just had sex.

Earth-shattering, mind-boggling, loin-stirring, sweaty, dirty, 'filthy' sex.

Amelia never thought it would get to this point, Lucifer was just a young boy. What did he really know about sex? Banging slutty teenagers wasn't exactly difficult, she had spent years honing her body, perfecting 'her mind' and spirit in search of that one elusive, explosive moment of pleasure.

That world-breaking, soul-shaking orgasm. She wasn't about to let some young dickhead saunter into her bedroom and act like he owned the place. She wasn't about to be conquered by a 'mere boy.' The thought was laughable.

Yes, circumstances ensured that he was the only one that could 'fuck' her, but that didn't mean he could actually handle a body like her. After years of patient wait, young stud capable of giving her that elusive pleasure was none other than Merlin's lost line.

That was a reward for 'her efforts.'

Yes, he had an impressive cock and an equally impressive stamina, but she hadn't seen any 'art' in his technique when he had first 'fucked' her in her office. Plus, she had been reeling from her 'first-ever' orgasm in thirty seven years, she was... just 'out of control' that night.

Still, Amelia had her doubts whether he'd actually be able to make her cum without voluntary submission, Miss Bones' mind was a masterpiece, a psychic oubliette of interlocking mind streams and unparalleled defences.

....To break through that was a near impossible task, and Amelia didn't think that anyone had the nerve or talent to get the job done, let alone a Hogwarts second year passed brat to give her that one 'good fucking' orgasm.

But she was wrong. By Morgana's lacy bra, she was dead wrong, Lucifer didn't make her cum once, he made her cum 'thirty-one times.'

Amelia had no idea if her orgasm count was even close to accurate, she had lost count, because she was too busy "seeing stars." What felt like a dozen world shaking, pussy creaming, body-quaking orgasms roared through her body during the 'first few' spars. He worked her body like a maestro, playing like an instrument, his mighty cock pulling orgasm after orgasm after orgasm from her body as if it was his sole purpose, as if he was built solely as a tool to help her cum.

....His cock was the key she needed to unlock the untapped vault of orgasms she had been saving for the last thirty seven years of age.

The best thing was that, Lucifer knew that he could handle her. Deep down, he knew he had her number. Merlin, Amelia Bones loved arrogance in a guy, especially when he could back it up. And he did back it up, she had seen men older, stronger and powerful than him 'falter' when facing the Magical Law Director alone for ten minutes. Lucifer? He had the nerve to tell her that he'd be done in ten, but she'd need 'far', far more to digest his presentation. 

And he had. To be candid, Amelia had gone out of her way to cut down every single proposal he had offered. She had ruthlessly discarded every single one of his arguments and thrown them at 'his face'.

She had watched him constantly pull off newer and newer alternatives, using her own situations and limitations exquisitely to his advantage. If he was any better, he'd sell water to a well. If not for her Occlumency, she'd have orgasmed right 'then and there.'

And he kept doing that. Over and over. She had challenged his business acumen, and he had shown her that he knew his shit, Lucifer tried very hard to hide it, but Amelia Bones was certain that notes on the files were of 'his own making'. How a second-year pass out at Hogwarts had developed such acumen was a mystery in itself, but she hadn't pried any further into.

Plus, she was having too much fun trying to decipher it herself. The 'Practice' had been another example, Lucifer had claimed that good student doesn't need to be a good person.

A simple statement by all means, but there was nothing simple about the person who had said it, Lucifer might not even have known it, but he had her hooked. Every facet of his identity had its own mystery, and the total was greater than the sum of its parts. 

He so rudely asked Alastair Moody to test out his inventions, that had hit a few nerves, but she kept quiet for sake of Auror's safety equipment, she was rick alright, but not that kind, where she could easily buy off such while supporting her own Department's work salary.

However, Director Bones had witnessed his performance, and she had been "wowed."

His third 'performance' had left her utterly conflicted. The way in which he had seen through her, had disarmed her with his words, Amelia might as well have been naked before his insightful gaze. Was it any surprise that her clothes had followed suit? He had backed up his arrogance, and she was happy to back her virgin arse onto that 'fat' cock of his. The things he did to her body, her long legs, her round arse, her big tits… the way controlled her, 'first' in the tub, then during dinner and then on her worktable, the way he pounded her in bed, the way he handled her… the thought of it was enough to make her cum all over again.

She had told him that if Lucifer beat her, if he conquered her in bed, then she'd step aside. And he did, Amelia wasn't afraid to admit that a mere school boy had conquered her.

Just that woman had no idea what he was truly capable of, what he could do in the bedroom.... She didn't know how a guy his age could fuck a woman so completely, but he did. The "Parseltongue" was a nice touch, and that power he used in the end…. Amelia shuddered. Not only was he better than her at sex which she has drilled herself into raw with moving pictures, he was a 'lot' better.

...As she had told him during the sex, his cock was a weapon designed to tame sluts. And he had tamed her, the biggest slut of all. Papa's slut, where did this talent come from? How by Morgana was he a devil?

Lucifer didn't know this, but he hadn't gotten Amelia naked and in his arms just because of the contract. Sure, at 'first', she had told herself that she didn't really want this, that they were having sex simply because he vaporized all the checkboxes of contract, edging 'his name' right there.

But even then, she knew that he was fucking hot, Amelia didn't really want to admit it, but she had a thing for younger boys... And when they got rolling in the bathtub, she couldn't help but assess him sexually.

Younger? Absolutely. Was he a stud? Clearly. Was he hot and sexy? Obviously. Quidditch player? Yes. Arrogant? Fuck yes. And most importantly, was he hung? Mmmm, absolutely yes. Lucifer was a cocky 'son of a bastard', and she was being quite literal here, for the boy's father had abandoned him, cast out at young such delicate.... She had cursed the man 'bastard' in every sense of the term, but Lucifer's ego and confidence transcended even after being thrown out.

...That type of guy made her wet, he had what it took, was her match, it was God himself, sending the Merlin's sole heir to give her pleasure. Despite her earlier thoughts to contrary, the forces of 'fate' bringing them together were too strong to counter. The battle of sex was quite simply, inevitable.

That's why she enjoyed the game. Deep down, Amelia knew how this would end, he had the most 'beautiful cock', so big, so thick, still growing with no bounds, and a greater stamina, most importantly, he knew how to use 'his tool.'

She could have been happy with keeping him her "dirty secret" under secrecy vows, but was too deep into the game, and wanted it all.

Just being with him opened the doors in her mind, doors that she had sealed away with her Occlumency. Politics, power, skill, defiance, spirit and sex, he had her defeated on all fronts.

....Madam Bones hadn't even realised just when she had stopped seeing him as a sink for her physical pleasures, to a partner, someone that was her equal 'if not' surpassed her. She thought she knew him, but had seen a side of him that she didn't know he had, a monster inside him, a 'sex-crazed beast,' and even though he was still Lucifer Morningstar, it scared her a bit.

...Not that she was 'fearful' of him or anything like that, but it was at that point that she realised she didn't know him at all. He was something that she had never encountered.

Letting him have his way in the bath had felt like the end to all her penance. Little did she know that he wasn't her reward, but her judge, one who'd test her penance and sentence her future over it.

Amelia Bones was afraid, afraid that she really couldn't 'handle him!'

Truth be told, even Lucifer looked a bit shaken from the encounter, he had warned her, over and over again. Hell, he had practically 'begged' her to accept defeat, and warned her against the maelstrom ahead. But she had been too arrogant in her own power, too stubborn to accept that his was a force beyond her ability to control.

Lucifer had even appeared a bit lost and unsure near the end, And then he had brought 'real demon' within. It had ravaged her whole. That uncertainty, that lack of control in his eyes…. Amelia had hated it.

...Despised it. This was a sex god, and such uncertainty in his eyes was practically an anathema. It was then that Miss Bones realised that Lucifer needed 'her' more than he needed anyone else...She knew what she needed to do, even if he hated and despised her for it.

"Yes, you outfucked me. And you won the wager, but I sincerely doubt victory is yours."

The rage that kindled in his eyes made her melt. 

"What do you mean?" he demanded.

Amelia hadn't responded. Instead she pushed herself up to the edge of the bed, Lucifer had fucked her so hard, she had 'orgasmed' so many times that even the simplest of wandless magics was beyond her at the moment.

....After what transpired, she needed at least a day or two to be able to walk normally. With great effort, she pulled the wand off the table and pointed it at the wall behind him, where her last card, her ace in the hole, was sitting on a chair, incapacitated and silenced.

Her dear little poppet.

"Finite Incantatem!"

The shock in his eyes felt like an aphrodisiac to her.

She hadn't really lied to him when she said that she had one 'final' lesson to teach Susan. That girl had played her card a little too soon, and become vulnerable as a result. She thought that her position as the Lady of the House would make Amelia play ball.

'Silly girl!' Director Amelia Bones was the ringmaster, but the tiger in the cage. She was proud of Susan for a lot of things, but this? This was 'insulting.'

Amelia had spent two entire days 'flaunting' her body and her sexuality in front of Susan, and driven her to tears.

But she knew her well, Susan would not give up, she'd keep coming until Amelia taught her exactly who was the "Queen bitch."

In a way, it hurt her to hurt Susan like this, but she had to be shown. She needed to know exactly what Lucifer was, and what he was made of. In the same vein, he had to be shown that without the mantle of the Lady Bones, Susan was nothing.

...Really, if he seriously thought that she'd give up that big dick after that transcendent, world-shaking encounter, he was a bigger fool than she thought.

Lucifer would be wasted on a girl like Susan, who was too limited, too unsexy to ever be a good match for him. With him being married to her would be like "Picasso" painting your bathroom. He had too much raw talent to just throw it away like that.

It was Amelia's duty, as his wife, his well-wisher, and unless things had changed, the 'new' Morningstar Regent, to make sure that the Lord went down right path.

That path being with her, fucking the shit out of her---'He deserved her, and she deserved him.' Amelia had been lying about one thing though.

She didn't want to stay as the Morningstar Regent.

She wanted to be 'Lady Morningstar.'

She had dedicated her entire life to be the Lady of the house, not a mere caretaker, had gone through the strict penance of absolute celibacy for two decades, remained clean and pure during Hogwarts years, all in silent wait that one day, her prayers would be answered.

....And they had been answered, Lucifer's cock was like magic, every thick, meaty inch designed to bring a woman to the throes of ecstasy.

Amelia LOVED his cock! Loved, loved, LOVED his cock. The massive, bulging shaft was a work of 'fucking art,' tall and thick rod of perfection. And she had experienced it in its 'fullest fury.'

She had experienced it in all of her holes, 'fucking' her furiously, turning previous curiosity to full-sized obsession, she couldn't live without it.

Far from just being an end to her celibate lifestyle, his cock had become her muse. From the day she had seen it, she hadn't been able to stop thinking about it and what it did and would do to 'her....' The image of those thick, swelling balls of cum shooting their innards out through that shaft, wet "her" just by thinking of it.

She would happily run her finger along that tip, collecting his leaking cum upon her finger, 'toying' with it and teasing him. She'd let that cock stretch her insides and pump his hot cum deep into her. 

'Merlin!' She even loved his 'piss,' and browny scat...' Having those for dinner, making food out of it, how 'fucked up was that?' Amelia Bones, a pure-blood bloom who had always thought it was a disrespectful thing for a guy to come on a girl's face, but after he tamed her with that cock, she'd be happy to let him paint her with it every single hour. On her face, her tits, her arse, all over her! She loved how thick it was, and how much he could cum every single time, loved how warm it was, and how it slipped down her throat---like 'pumpkin juice..'

....Every single time she gulped his urine, she'd be 'filled' with lust anew and bothered inside, 'for more sex!'

She loved "his cock, his balls," and those parts of him clearly very much loved her back. His cock needed someone to care for it, and who better than her? And if Lucifer thought she'd just let him return to mediocrity after this, he was 'very much mistaken!'

That boy was a sex god, Amelia Bones was happy to take 'his thick' offering. He had made her experience things that she had never known possible.

Had always thought of herself as top of the pyramid, a true fucking sex-goddess, untouched and unmarred because she was just beyond their ability to please.

Lucifer had corrected her notions, and now, Amelia planned to learn 'from' him, learn from a true master. A sex god and a sex goddess were meant to be together, both of them were masters of their craft. A perfect match.... Two artists in the craft of sex, and their canvas was the bedroom, they didn't belong to the masses, among 'mere mortals!'

.....They belonged with each other, honing their craft, she would eat his waste every day, returning to her body like 'food' itself, nothing would be left outside, it had to be taken inside.

Lucifer was up for a very significant complication in his life. Maybe she always knew what would happen, it was why she had... Susan bound and silenced like that, letting her a 'first-row' seat to the odyssey that followed on the bed. A masterpiece in the process of creation. She was witness to the fucking perfect sex that transpired.

Amelia Bones and Lucifer Morningstar in the bedroom, doing things most people couldn't 'imagine', much less try to recreate. That boy brought out her absolute best, and drove her to improve, to conquer him, to ride 'him' into the mattress.

But couldn't, for she could never 'out-do him.' And at this point, she didn't even want to, getting fucked into submission by him, so well that she couldn't just take it anymore and had to cum… 'the sensations were incredible!' She had seen themselves in the mirror, with her on all fours, and him grabbing her hair and thrusting into her arse, muscles flexed, 'face' screwed up in brown matters, while concentrated he drove into her tight, 'squeezing arse!'

He looked like a Greek god, and he was all hers. She'd look at her own body, coated in sweat, cum, urine, shit and tears, her skin glowing, massive breasts swinging like two large melons, plump lips spread as she gasped, her smoky eyes and wild hair falling all over her face, as she got ravished in just the way she needed. 

....Her taut belly was already nine months bloating, even good in reality, she was only a month pregnant, that fat over was his bulging 'fluids.'

She was a goddess, and he was her god. All Amelia Bones could think about during those moments was that, quite frankly, she fucking deserved this. She had put up with years of celibacy... 'She' deserved more than that.

A lot more, and Lucifer could give it to her.

....Too gorgeous to be wasted any longer, and way hotter than every other woman, and her body was 'fucking' perfect. Someone as sexy as her deserved to be fucked constantly and properly. She deserved the best, and she didn't want Lucifer to be fooling around! Amelia wanted the best, and she wanted it from him, he was the only guy enough to handle her the way she needed it.

But....

She doubted he felt the same for her. After all said and done, Lucifer was more importantly, a greedy son of a bastard.... He had seen something in Susan, whether it be just another virgin, or a powerful pawn sitting on the mantle of the Lady of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Bones.

Ambrosius', Greengrass and Bones — if he had Susan, then he'd get a very powerful 'faction' on his side on the Wizengamot, Potters, Longbottom's would definitely support him.

Lovegood's and Abbott's included.

.....Rosier, Nott's, Zabini's were too publicly figureheads in showing support to Lady Greengrass's, 'Chronicles' of the Wizarding History!'

Valentine's, Flamel's, Scamander's.....

However, if one could gain power through 'mere coalitions' between the great houses, then world would have been far simpler. Gaining control in the Wizengamot involved seizing the initiative, and surprising rest of the flock enough to push them out of their siege mentality.

....One needed the power, the fortune and means to launch an assault to overthrow the "status quo." And given that he was playing against Lord Voldemort, nothing less than a systematic purging of all treacherous elements within the government, the military and press would get him what he wanted.

The institutions would remain in place, but majority of the people operating those institutions would need to be removed.

If only they just had.... 'House Black'

....House Bones held power, but not because of its Lady, but because of Amelia's own position as the Director of 'Department of Magical Law Enforcement'.'

With the votes of eleven houses, (including Ambrosius'), make a few shadow coalitions, buy votes to prevent 'unfavourableamendments' from being passed, and by tainting the opposite side with manufactured scandals. And of course, his own repo as "Merlin's Descendant" would blow those bigots into a terrifying nightmare.

....Lucifer needed a firm hand to help him in dealing with this, Someone like her. Amelia had stopped thinking of herself as the Bones Regent and started thinking as the future Lady Morningstar. And she had a very good idea of how to help him achieve that goal.

It was time to down all distractions between them, and show people their place in the 'fucking heirarchy.'

Susan would be the 'first' on that list. 

Amelia felt like such a naughty slut, meeting Susan's eyes like that, covered in her friend's cum. If her plan worked out, Lucifer would get what he wanted and so would she.

.....Susan…. Susan would just have to be happy to pick up the mess, as was her 'fate' for daring to come between their marital bond.

"I told you," She said calmly. "I still had one last lesson to teach her, didn't I? And now she's seen you at your worst.... If she can accept this avatar of you, you have my consent for marriage. The question is, will she?"

Lucifer wandered his gaze at Susan, then at Amelia, and then back at Susan, his eyes wide open in surprise, and maybe, a hint of unknown.

Amelia Bones twisted her wand, and the bindings fell off. 

"Ohhh myyy Goooddd?!!" Susan screamed out instantly, her palm on her lips, "You — you—"

Amelia gave her a wicked smile.

"You--- you were fucking her like — and you! You're a demon and you, and she—" Susan was frothing, unable to even express herself properly. She put her hand over her mouth again, droplets of sweat all over her form.

....Amelia idly wondered if watching two masters of sex rut like that had given the virgin an aneurysm. Susan looked like she was outright nauseous, staring at Lucifer's nudity, and then at her, slowly taking steps backward.

So, Susan thought she'd just run away from this? Not on her watch. With a twist of her wand, Amelia spun the 'floor' beneath her laterally, making run into her instead of away. The back of her head hit one of Director's perky, jutting, cum-stained breasts.

....She jumped away and spun around, turning to face her, Susan's eyes widened as she took her in. At her naked body, her huge tits, her tight stomach, and exposed cunt. They stood there, studying each other for a few moments, before Amelia reared back and slapped the teenage girl across her 'face!'

'Whack!~~!'

"Ah!" Susan yelped, and fell to the floor.

"Amelia Bones!"

Lucifer called out in shock.

"Auntie!" Susan rubbed her cheek in pain, while her attacker pushed herself off the edge of the bed and stood on her naked toes, bending down and pointing at her.

"Listen you pathetic virgin," She said, her voice cruel and callous. "And understand this well. I'm twice your age, and I'm still better than you in every single way. You're a pathetic 'excuse of a girl,' and the idea of this sex-god actually loving you is a silly joke at best.... Face it, Susan. You think you'll ever be able to outperform what I just did?"

"Amelia —" Lucifer began to interrupt, but she shut him up with a raised finger, this was her dominion. He might be her god in bed, but outside it, she was the ruler. 'Always was, always would be.'

She jutted her chest out at her. "You saw how I challenged him. You saw how I relentlessly tried to dominate him. He had to unleash his inner monster to dominate me, tell me, do you.... really think that your pathetic attempt at cuddling and jerking his cock is enough to get him to cum anymore? Do you really think he'll even be remotely satisfied with his 'future wife', now that he's had me?"

Susan opened her mouth, but only throaty sobs came out, "Fhmm...!"

"The way I see it, you have two options left. The first, you realise that there'll always be women like me with better bodies than your pathetic one, and you'll always 'fucking' lose. You can run away and whine about unfairness, but that won't get you this cock.... It'll give you a life of loneliness, cause that's all you'll deserve."

Susan trembled. "You— you're wrong!"

"Am I?" Amelia smiled. Who knew her niece had this much fortitude in her? "You're the worst kind of fake, Susan. You talk big, you act clever and crafty, but in the end, you're nothing special.... Nothing out of the ordinary. You're sheep. A pretender." She stared deep into her niece's eyes and saw anger boiling over. 

"Go bugger yourself!" Susan snapped. It looked like all this humiliation was 'finally' bringing her out of her shell, "I'm an intellectual, intelligent, independent woman! I don't care what you think of me! I'm not a slut like you!"

Lucifer, meanwhile, just watched. That, and his eyes kept shifting back and forth, as if he was reading something. Filing that away for later,

Amelia regarded her niece again. 

"Intellectual? Intelligent? Independent? You're a little girl that does things to make the higher ups happy. Just like I said, nothing special."

Susan laughed at her face. "Oh, you mean a submissive slut like you that opens her legs to someone of my age? That lets him fuck her arse like a whore? I'm done with you and I'm done with him.... Don't think that you can push 'me around, Auntie'. You might be the Magical Head, but you're still a Regent. 'My' Regent. You do what I say, and right now, I don't want to see 'your fucking face again!' Go away, and take that bastard with you. I have a lot to do with my life than be pushed around and 'fucked from' behind like a pig."

Amelia smiled cause girl's words were true. Mostly, she was not one to be treated as a whore. And, Lucifer didn't expect that from her. That he had only cuddled with her, despite her being in his bed was proof enough.

....Regardless of his agenda, he was a perfect gentleman with her. He had never attempted to throw Susan down and use her like a whore. She had never cum except by her own 'fingers.' She might have heard tales from Hannah or Granger, but the best she had gotten to was slobbering over Lucifer's chest and jerking his cock.

But that was fine, Amelia knew her type. Susan looked down on other girls and women for being sluts, when deep down, she wished for what they had but was too much of a coward to push that far.... All it took was a little cajoling before the slut side of them began to shine. And if Lucifer was to marry Susan, he wouldn't be marrying the proud, regal Lady of house Bones.

He'd be tying a leash on her neck and dragging her across the 'floor' like a dog. And it was Amelia's job to get that done, anything for her sex god.

Speaking of her husband, she studied his face. There was apprehension and… 'lost?' Just what was going on? Had she not been in the middle of turning Susan's life upside down, she'd have halted everything to decipher this newest mystery.

She supposed she just needed to work faster, "You saw him fucking me with his giant dick... Do you remember how it felt in your hands?"

Of all the things she had said to her, this surprised Susan the most. Amelia twisted her lips in amusement as the serious girl turned her head slightly towards the left at said boy, or more precisely, at 'his large, hung cock!'

All that fucking, and it was still taut as ever. Hard, thick, meaty dick. Amelia watched as Susan couldn't take her eyes off it, perfectly natural. Even now Amelia wanted to gorge on that dick and she had just run through a 'fuckathon.'

The way it hung between Lucifer's legs, his 'full', heavy balls hanging below in his smooth sack. It was enough to hypnotise the best of women. She took a step forward, and whispered into Susan's ear.

"You like?"

Almost imperceptibly, Susan nodded. 

Amelia smirked. The hook had been successfully baited, now, it was a simple matter of reeling her in.

"You can touch it... 'if you want," She offered, a dark seductive angel hovering over Susan's right shoulder who turned just a tad more, now facing Lucifer's cock instead of the naked dirty woman.

Her eyes couldn't pull themselves from it. Flaring her nose, detecting the animalistic scent pulsing from his meat, and 'from' the cum splattered all over Amelia's body. The seed had been planted, and it was quickly taking root in her mind. And if things kept going this way, it would be Lucifer's seed that would be planted in Susan next, preferably in much "more pleasurable places."

"....No!" Susan said, looking away from a long moment. "That or not what I want. Lucifer's a monster! A demon! A 'fucking' arsehole with a giant, sexy cock! Just because he can make a girl scream in the bedroom doesn't mean…" She blinked, looking utterly flustered as meeting Amelia's smug features. 

"Thinking about him in bed, are we? Miss intellectual, independent woman?"

Susan glared at her.

Amelia's smile widened. "Do not pretend, why do you think you immediately... came to think about how good he'd be in bed? Did your 'friends' tell you how a really big cock would feel? Not all women are built to handle a big cock, and most of them just shy away from fear... But tell me, does seeing that cock want you to give it a try? Do you want to see if it reshapes your virgin pussy, or does the pain break you in half? Did you 'fantasise' about having him break you? Are you a size queen, Susan?"

Yes, Yes she was.

"S-shut— shut up!" Susan stammered. "Sex isn't all there is to a relationship! Yes! I'd have liked Lucifer to make love to me and make me a woman, but you know what else I liked more? His choosing... to be free instead of blindly following pureblood protocol like a high-strung bitch like you. His ability to choose what to do with his life, instead of carrying the burden of his parents. I liked him for helping others, 'for' doing the good that I couldn't. I admired him and wanted him as my freaking husband! But this! You— you took that away from me! I don't recognize this monster! You want him so bad, right? Well, you can have him. You two deserve each other!"

"Oh yes," Amelia grinned that was so suspiciously started to now match very like a certain boy's, "Lucifer and I deserve each other. I like driving myself down his thick, meaty cock. I like him... thrusting into my arse. I love it when he grabs my breasts and mauls them like he owns them. I love being choked on his fucking cock. And do you know.... what 'else I love?"

She edged closer until her face was inches from her, "Knowing your nipples are 'rock-hard... by imagining what I just told you."

Susan went purple.

Madam Bones threw her head back and laughed. "Hehe, do not lie to yourself, girl. You want him to ram his cock deep down into your pussy. You want him to plough your arse.... make you this bitch, you can talk a big game, but you know.... what he has to offer, and that you're lower than putty in his hands. You really have low self-esteem. You want Lucifer, and you want that thick cock of his even more. And if you really want to get that, there is only one way forward."

Slowly touching her arm, Susan had grown so much in confidence, it was remarkable. This level of improvement was very sexy.

....Her submissiveness was beginning to shine through though, and if Susan wanted to be with Lucifer, she'd have to give in. Real, truly independent women always expected victory.

But Susan, deep down, was preparing to lose. Amelia who knew her best could see it in her eyes.

This foolish girl was rooting for her husband, 'for that meaty cock' she had gazed lustfully on, to end up balls deep inside her tight, dripping, virgin cunt. And if things kept going Amelia's way, Susan would get her wish soon.

"...w-what?" Susan asked, her voice trembling.

Her peevish smile had almost threatened to tear the girl's chubby face apart, "'You've to become his whore'."

...

Amelia Bones had been every bit as good as she had claimed, been absolutely incredible. Really, the woman could fuck, her breasts, soft and luscious and gigantic; her arse mouth-watering, her mouth fantastic, and her cunt mesmerising.

.....She combined the nastiest aspects of Evelyn Greengrass with youth of Darcy Valentine, and merged it with sheer libido of Hermione under the Kneazle curse. Like said Granger, Madam Bones's 'devotion' to her man was absolutely frightening, obsession with being fucked by Lucifer reminded of that bushy-haired girl, writhing in pleasure upon being inflicted with pain.

But it was now over, he had slain the beast. And now, things should have 'fallen' back to normalcy, Amelia was his bitch now, Lucifer had no doubt that she'd honour their martial contract agreement, and accept the role of Regent Morningstar and not raise a 'finger' against Susan's desire to marry him. Everything was supposed to turn out for the best, he had outfucked her but she had thrown a nasty 'curve-ball' his way.

Susan Bones.

Trapped, bound and an unwilling voyeur to their depravity. The bitch had skillfully arranged matters that utterly destroyed and all lasting innocence and wonder that Susan could have brought to the bedroom.

Instead she had borne witness to the rough, demanding sex that Lucifer had with her own aunt, had filled her with cum over and over, manhandled her, slapped her, 'reshaped' her pussy and arse.

Taking it as far as he needed to, no, worse, and she had seen it. Amelia wouldn't raise any objection, true, but what good was her compliance when their acts had scarred Susan for good?

Lucifer... 'might have' won the battle, but had lost the war. And if the expression in Susan's eyes were any clue, girl would never think of him like she did back when she shared a bed together. And the worst part? All of this felt 'tame' compared to the other curveball, one that 'Devil's Charm' sent his way.

He hadn't been lying when telling Amelia that unleashing this side would be a terrible idea. Much like a spell, or a ritual, it was an act of Demonic magic, and whether it was cast on self or a victim, it left traces, strong ones at that. Had let that 'djinn' out of the bottle, no wrong, ever since in this eleven year old body, Lucifer's evil nature was effecting whoever consumed his 'fluids.'

Part of him felt terribly guilty, but another part was surprisingly content. Now, a weird sense of pride at conquering the woman that stood before with "adoration" and "respect" in her eyes. Like a priestess before her god. And like a god, Lucifer had 'changed' her, them.

Turned her into a twisted caricature of herself. All this time, every single of Amelia's actions had been geared towards getting Susan out of his life, and ensuring that he was hers.

She had shown what kind of a conniving, heartless bitch she could be, and honestly, Lucifer couldn't think that she could be any worse.

"Devil's Charm" taught you better.

He had humbled Madam Bones, who. honestly believed a twelvel year Lucifer had transcended above her, and at the same time, believed herself greater than any other woman vying for his affections. She was no longer interested in getting Susan out, and instead, playing girls emotions against herself, and twisting her thought process into that of a 'submissive whore'. Even should Susan marry him, Amelia was ensuring that she wouldn't be the bride on his arm, but the whore on his leash.

And the worst part? His cock throbbed at the idea. For Amelia Bones who had been denied that pleasure for thirty seven years and then exposed to the 'Throes of Ecstasy', it might as well be the strongest and the most sinister 'Imperius curse.' Exhibit like… seven, entered into evidence.

Susan was turned towards him and gazing down the length of cock, studying every nook and crevice.

Lucifer felt her stare at swollen balls, and juices covering it that had come in fresh from Amelia's pussy. She chewed on her lower lip, the lust clear in her expressive eyes.

Hi sharp eyes caught the sight of her nipples tightening underneath that crop top, and as she gasped a few panicked breaths, her large breasts were pushed out, bursting to escape her tight t-shirt, eager to be exposed for his viewing only.

....For someone that described herself as an enlightened, educated, informed young woman, she was reduced to a drooling, submissive, size-queen bending to will of his powerful cock.

Amelia whispered into her ear again, "You want that boy, and you want that thick cock of his even more.... And if you really want to get that, there is only one way forward."

"What?" Susan whispered.

"You've to become his whore." She said, "Look at it, little virgin. Study it. Learn every nook and cranny of it, because... you're going to get to know every inch of it very well."

Susan didn't even notice or object at the casual denigration, which was good, he supposed, because if she really went ahead with this, it would hardly be the 'first' time she'd be humiliated.

"You know what you should do," Amelia said silkily, like the devil on her shoulder, corrupting her. "You know what you 'need' to do."

"You… you do?" Susan asked, like the inexperienced girl she was. 

"Yes, I do, my dear poppet, I know you want to be a whore. Desperately, you're built for it... I mean, look at your tits. They are nothing compared to mine, but they are better than most. You are meant to be this. You wish you had the guts, the courage to show everyone that you are a true slut. You hide... under these bulky coverings, but you know what you truly are underneath. But you're ashamed, afraid to admit it. You've built this false shell of a well-liked, independent, motherly young woman.... You've filled your head full of knowledge and worries that are, quite frankly, too big to worry your little self with...."

Her niece's body was vibrating.

"You do this to fit in, to seem smart and knowledgeable, when in reality, you're terrified to show everyone the stupid slut that you really are. You look down... on whores, on slutty women, but you're exactly the same as them."

"No…" Susan whispered bleakly, "That's… that's not true."

It probably would have made a little more effect if she wasn't staring at his cock, unblinking, breathing hard while eating up her aunt's harsh judgement.

"Do not lie to yourself, little girl," Amelia's dirty voice rang, full of scorn. "Just think of what you've missed out on.... You've spent so much time downplaying what you are. Imagine being truly happy, extremely courageous and unfailingly honest. A true woman. A real slut, and I can teach you all that."

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