Anal Pleasure

Swallowing nervously Harry allowed himself to relax across her thighs. His head snapped up as he felt something wet trickle down his crack, watching as Bellatrix calmly put away a bottle of some kind. Her hand returned to his butt, spreading the liquid over his crack, her fingers rubbing against his rosebud. The sensation made him moan softly, which thanks to his new voice sounded exceptionally girly.

"W-what are you doing?" He demanded, trying to wiggle his butt away from hands.

Bellatrix raised an eyebrow at him. "You are not in any kind of position to be demanding answers. Are you going to be a good girl and sit still or do you need further education?" Her cold voice demanded.

Harry swallowed, stopping his struggling. "I'll be good,” he said desperately

"You'll be what?” Bellatrix demanded.

His cheeks burning he **** the words out, "I'll be a good girl."

"Good. In the future you will refer to me as Mistress Bellatrix if you wish to ask something, but I'd be exceedingly careful to keep your questions as requests, not demands."

Seeing that she was expecting an answer he ground out what she wanted, "Yes Mistress Bellatrix."

"So you can learn, very good, now lie back,” she responded coyly.

His cheeks flushing he leaned back down across her thighs, feeling the slippery fingers return to his tight little ring. He had to bite his cheek to keep quiet, yet his throaty moans still escaped as he felt those slick long fingers slowly part his anus, teasing his nerves as they made the flesh stretch around them.

Even more embarrassing was the fact that he was rapidly growing hard in her lap, something she was sure to notice as his crotch was pressed against her thighs. Even with the increased sensitivity he didn't understand why it felt so incredible, he had to clench his jaw to keep from rocking back against the fingers, wanting them to move more.

"Ah, easily excited, just as expected." Bellatrix murmured, having discovered his hard-on.

Harry was certain he was blushing up to his ears by now, trying to keep still as the fingers slowly explored his apparently very welcoming anus.

"I added a nice little lust potion to the regiment of potions you have been ingesting. Seeing as it was part of your transformation your current state of constant excitement is quite permanent."

Harry snapped his eyes to hers, seeing only glee in her expression as she played him like a fiddle. Permanent. Had she really made him permanently horny? Her grinning red lips gave him the answer he dreaded, no wonder he had been staring at her curves earlier.

"Ah!" he moaned, his girly voice echoing in the empty room as her fingers found an especially sensitive bundle of nerves inside of him. He tried to keep his mouth shut but Bellatrix kept rubbing over that same spot, making soft pants and moans escape his lips.

He tried to fight the pleasure it but it welled over like a dam trying to hold back an ocean, exploding across his body as he squeezed tightly around her fingers, his orgasm spurting against her thighs. He shuddered softly, a longing gasp escaping when she pulled out her fingers, trying to clear his mind of the incredible orgasm that had rendered him witless.

"Did my pretty little girl like that?" Bellatric cooed, rubbing his cheek. His blush returned, now feeling even more humiliated at how easily she had made him orgasm.