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It was a short-lived victory for Hermione. The end of Voldemort and her conquest of Bellatrix Lestrange left her somewhat… complacent. She revelled in making that black-haired bitch squirm and the countless orgasms she had at the hands of her submissive body were countless. And as the days ticked by, she firmed up her hand, but loosened her grip, allowing for Bellatrix to claim the high ground for a single brief moment. And that was all it took. For her to leave her wand on a table as Bellatrix cleaned her house. A simple mistake and snap… two hours later, she awoke in her very own dungeon, only not as the dominant, but the submissive. Strapped to the wall with her legs spread and her tight teenage pussy on display. Pinned where Bella had been pinned only hours before, only now, the tables had been well and truly turned. And Bellatrix… Bellatrix wanted revenge.             “Little miss Granger… Awake at last…” the foul woman ...

            It had been three months since the downfall of Voldemort and following the battle of Hogwarts and the Death Eaters defeat, Bellatrix Lestrange was one of the few Death Eaters not lucky enough to escape and disappear underground. However, whereas most of the captured Death Eaters were taken by the Ministry of Magic -now under the control of Kingsley Shacklebolt-, Bellatrix had the unfortunate luck of being found and captured by someone with a somewhat personal vendetta against the black-haired witch. So, for three months Bellatrix Lestrange was kept in a small dungeon below a semi-detached house in a comely muggle street; all under the watchful and firm hand of one Hermione Granger.             Waking from her slumber, Bellatrix found herself in one of Hermione’s favourite positions, her legs spread and her pussy and ass on full display, and all at the perfec...