Oh god. A picture. No. It was a bad thing to suffer though this torture at the hands of Barty fucking Crouch but a picture? James. Lily. Remus, hell Andy would never look at him the same way again. He strugged again, clearly getting more angry.

In the back of his mind Sirius noted it was nice to know the Death Eaters actually new spells that were'nt the killing curse or harmful curses. Sirius glanced down at his cock and that rope holding him hard and he groaned, wearing at again at the other. "I'm not your pretty anything."