Harriet thinks back fondly to the first spell she used on her new mission, 'wingardum orgasmiosa'. Aiming her wand at the boxes of sex toys she gives a swish and a flick causing the dildo to fly through the air, spreading her legs it nestles against her cunt. It quickly begins to work, rubbing up and down her lips firmly before sliding into the wetness. It begins to thrust in and down slowly building in paces until it slams in and out, her juices dripping down onto the hardwood floors. Harriet's head drops back in pleasure and she begins to move her hips in time with the thrusts, the spell she cast means she doesn't have to do this but Harriet can't help herself as she begins to feel her first orgasm brewing at the base of her spine. Just as she's about to cum the scar on her forehead burns, grasping her head she screams, having not felt her scar for 12 years panic flashes through her. "Pertifucas totalus" Harriet's body seizes up and drops to the floor, unable to move. The dildo is still buried in her cunt which is becoming sloppier by the second, Harriet's orgasm is on the precipice but it won't come. It's because of the spell! My body can't move, that must be why I can't come! Harriet tries to whimper but the most she can do is look around the room with her eyes, looking towards the window she sees the cause of the pain and the caster of the spell, Voldemort.
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