With a cane

Bellatrix's grin grew wider as she watched Harry struggle to keep the vase suspended in the air. "Very good, Harley. Very good," she said, clapping her hands together, "But I think we can take this a step further."

She gestured to a nearby cage, and the shop assistant quickly wheeled it over. Harry's heart sank as he realized what was about to happen. Bellatrix grabbed him by the arm and pushed him towards the cage, her grip tightening as she **** him inside.

"You've been a very naughty boy, Harley," she said, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure, “I think it's time for a little discipline."

Bellatrix's grip tightened on Harry's arm as she pushed him towards the cage. The shop assistant quickly wheeled it over, and Harry's heart sank as he realized what was about to happen.

Bellatrix grabbed a nearby cane and tapped it against her hand, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Bend over, Harley," she commanded.

Harry hesitated for a moment, his heart racing as he looked at the hard, wooden floor of the shop. But he knew better than to disobey Bellatrix.

Harry's body trembled as he slowly bent over, his hands grasping the cold, wooden bars of the cage. The pink dress rode up his thighs, exposing the delicate, lace-trimmed undergarments that Bellatrix had **** him to wear. He felt a wave of humiliation wash over him as he realized that he was completely at her mercy.

Bellatrix's eyes gleamed with excitement as she raised the cane, her grip tightening around the handle. "You've been a very naughty boy, Harley," she repeated, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "You need to be taught a lesson."

The cane hovered in the air, poised to strike, as Bellatrix savored the moment.