Nothing

Malfoy pounded her more roughly at her thought, as if in punishment, and she felt like he were ripping her open in the most delightful way possible. "Is that what you think of me? After how nicely I've treated you?" He mocked.
Her body went over the edge again, and she screamed as it all felt so wrong; he had to stop, she couldn't handle it- she couldn't feel anything now, just her throbbing, needy pussy.
"That's all you are, mudblood," Lucius growled. "A soaking, dirty cunt that needs to be filled."