Bellatrix noticed Harley needs butt plug

As the shop assistant finished fastening the last button on the dress, Bellatrix's gaze lingered on Harry's backside, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I think our little Harley is missing something," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "Something to remind him of his place."

The shop assistant's eyes widened in alarm as Bellatrix reached for a small, delicate box on a nearby shelf. She opened it, revealing a collection of gleaming silver butt plugs, each one adorned with intricate engravings. Bellatrix's fingers danced across the plugs, her touch sending shivers down Harry's spine.

"Ah, yes," she cooed, selecting a particularly large plug.

Bellatrix's fingers closed around the plug, her grip tightening as she positioned it against Harry's anus. He felt a surge of fear and revulsion, his body tensing in anticipation of the pain to come. The shop assistant watched in horror, her eyes fixed on the scene unfolding before her.

With a slow, deliberate movement, Bellatrix began to push the plug into Harry's anus. He felt a searing pain as the plug stretched him, his body protesting the invasion. Bellatrix's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure as she watched Harry's face contort in agony.

As the plug slid deeper, Harry felt a wave of humiliation wash over him.