Fleur (BE)

(FLEUR P.O.V.)

Fleur gasped as she saw Ivy Potter with a collar and leash being walked happily by The Dark Lord. She screamed for the girl who only looked up and caught her eyes, she saw the supposed to be heroine was now completely broken and then the French Veela noticed at the base of the English girls back was The Dark Mark as a Tramp Stamp. She closed her eyes before opening them again, she squirmed but her legs were tied over her shoulders and it appeared like she was welcoming any cock that might be offered. Fleur moaned as her fellow Champion was now licking her slit, “Nnnn-ggghhh, please Ivy stop this” she cried out as the Dark Lord walked closer and she got wetter. ‘Could this be what’ll happen to me?’ She thought to herself as she was soon face to face with the most mesmerising, mouth watering cock. She opened her mouth submitting in her pathetic position was all she could do. ‘Mmm, tastes so good, it’s the best tasting dick I’ve ever had’. She loved the taste of it and knew it was too late. She was addicted to it. She moaned as she swallowed his cum after being face fucked hard for ten minutes, she didn’t last two thanks to Ivys’ machinations. She came three times before he came once.

She watched in fear and arousal as her own hands spread her derrière and her new Lord was sliding his shlong into her virgin poop chute. The most she’d had up there was a thumb or finger from an adventurous sex partner as she gave them the best fellatio or cunnilingus she could. “FFFUUUCCCKKK YYOOOUUURRRREEEEE SSPPPLLLIIITTTTIIINNNGGG MMEEE IIINN TTTWWWOOOO” she screamed as he was finally completely filling her arsehole making her cum. Soon he was balls deep and Fleur knew her arse was completely ruined for other dick forever.

The Veela saw Ivy was knelt showing off her gaped arsehole making Fleur whimper as she realised what her own will look like but she didn’t care as soon she was cumming hard. “YEEESSS MMMYYY LLLOOORRRDD RRRUUUIIINNN MMMYYY SSSLLLUUUTTTYYYY AAARRRSSSEEEEHHHOOLLLEEE” she came once more this time she felt her magic shift within her. She felt his thrusts rearranging her back passage forever

She came four more times before he was ready for her arsehole to be gifted by being filled with his cum.

“Take it you halfbreed whore” he hissed as he filled her.

Soon she cleaned his dick moaning at the taste of her own arse and when he stepped back he made her rub her bulging stomach.

“Thank you Master” she submissively sighed.

Then he plunged into her pussy causing her to cum instantly. Her eyes widened as he thrust into her repeatedly. This glorious Dark Wizard had totally tamed her body and she loved it. She was his whore, his slut his halfbreed sex **** and she would do anything for him. She had cum so many times she lost count after eight. She thinks it’s around twelve.

“Please cum inside my pussy my Lord, I don’t deserve it but I’m begging you please grant me the gracious honour and I’ll do ANNYYYTYHHHIIINNGG” she came hard as he sped up when finally she had finished her most powerful orgasm he unleashed his load into her unprotected womb. She felt off with her magic but was too blissful to care.

(VOLDEMORT S’ P.O.V.)

He smirked as he counted her orgasms and was truly proud with the accomplishment. He came three times in total whilst he made her cum three times from her being orally fucked by him, seven from being Anally dominated and thirteen from him taming her pussy. All powerful magical numbers even better for the ritual. “He waved his wand and she was now spread eagle and he grinned. “There's one thing left my little French plaything” he said and soon he began to chant and he saw her arousal and submission turn to out right fear.

(FLEUR P.O.V.)

She watched her Master as his magic took the form of a slow creeping fog, it washed over her and started devouring her magical core absorbing it and transferring it to her master. Then she felt her body spasm and pain fill her before she was consumed and she screamed “NNNOOOOOOOOOO PPPLLEEEAASSSEEE MMMAASSSTTEERRRR SSTTOOOPPP” but he didn’t and soon enough she knew nothing else.

(IVY P.O.V.)

Ivy watched as her once fellow Champions’ blackened skeletal corpse exploded into dust and her Master was even more powerful. Her friend was dead and she was happy.

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