A Story of Luxploitation

She needed to go now, but for some reason, she didn't make a move.

"Lux," he said to her. "There is something else I want to show you. Come and sit on the bed."

"I… I think I…," she said uncertainly. "Oh… alright."

She wasn't sure why she agreed but soon she was seated on edge of the bed. She had barely registered what had happened when she saw that the handsome Riddle was on the floor, kneeling right in front of her.

"What… what are you doing?"

Riddle made one of his signature plays on her.

He raised his hand… using magic… he is able to reach inside her short skirt STRAIGHT into her sweet spot.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Lux cried out. But somehow, inexplicably, she made no sudden movements to resist.

Smiling, Riddle secured a firm hold over her womanhood.

"Wait… don't" she half-protested. "Don't- AAAAAAAAAH-"

The rest of her cry was completely silenced as she suddenly found herself silently gawking. Her fingers grasped at the edge of the bed as her head suddenly arched upward; her face a mask of pure lust.

Riddle had begun to finger her. He played the Demacian girl like an instrument.

Lux could hold back no longer. She found herself letting out a series of unlady-like moans as she struggled to restrain herself.

An unbelievable wave of pleasure washed over her as Riddle continued to touch her. She was helpless to protest, she wanted it so badly…

As Riddle continued to finger her now very wet pussy, he pressed deeper into her vulnerable mind. So much for trained magic resistance… she was all his now. He had gotten past her shield of moral purity.

Riddle added a touch of cruelty. He used magic to block her orgasm. She writhed, struggled, and shook, sitting on the edge of that bed… but she would never reach it…

He fingered Lux some more… then he released her and withdrew his hand from her skirt, suddenly leaving her cold.

The helpless blonde woman looked at him; her bright eyes hurt at being left suddenly cold. Riddle stood up.

"Wait…" she said. "Why? Why did you stop?"

Time to press his advantage.

"I can finish you off," he said to her. "But I think its only fair if I get something from you first."

"What do you want?" she asked nervously.

Time to check this one off his personal list.

It was time to test the extent of his hold over her. Giving her mind a very firm shove, he said his next words.

"Lux," he said to her. "I want to play with your boots and your feet. Place yourself on the bed face up, extend just your feet over the edge. Don't move and don't make a sound. Do this and I'll finish fingering you."

Lux said nothing immediately. She threw a nervous look to the side, suddenly reminded that this was all being filmed live. She had already embarrassed herself here… giving him way more than what she was supposed to. But the forbidden desire to have his fingers on her spot… it overcame what was left of her rationality.

She found herself saying. "Alright… I'll do it."

The next seconds were almost trance-like for her. Soon, she was on the bed face up, her boots hanging out over the edge of the bed.

Riddle couldn't believe it. He was going to get to satisfy his foot fetish with a high quality girl like Lux Crownguard. Normally, this sort of thing came on a third date or so…

Eagerly, he knelt in front of her boots. What elegantly crafted steel and leather grey boots. His trembling fingers moved to unstrap one of them… soon he had removed one of her boots and thrown it to the floor. He had barely registered the clunking sound as he was already busy removing her other boot. They were both off. Riddle moved to remove her woolen socks and slide them off.

Lux was well-matched. The Demacian girl had perfect feet; her nails were pedicured white and her toes had a sexy form.

Riddle grabbed her feet and pushed them together. He moved his face forward and smelled Lux's feet. She smelled of wool, leather, and sweat.

Lux lay awkwardly and silently on the table, having somewhat come to her senses. For some reason she found herself unable to move or say a word, as if somehow magically bound by her earlier statements to comply. She could not help but feel that this was very improper and that it would look very bad on live magical television…

Riddle continued to smell Lux's feet. He opened his mouth and began to lick and taste her toes and her soles as well. As he did this, Lux struggled not to giggle out loud because the tickling was very real…

After a few more seconds of smelling and tasting, Riddle was satisfied. He could finally cross this one off his list with her.

He released her feet and stood back up.

"Wow Lux," he said to her. "Thank you for that, you were GREAT."