Sieq's Adventure to the Arena City

"Nnnn~" Getting gum popped in his face was a sure way for Han to pop a boner, and he gasped helplessly just from feeling her stocking-clad foot against his leg. "It won't disappoint at all~ I love your feet, ma'am~"

The secretary lead him to sit under her desk so she could show off her cute feet and thighs for him. "I'll give you each the quick version for now." She said, promising the other two doormats that they wouldn't have to wait long to have their fill of her effortless dominance.

"Yes, ma'am." They all said in unison as Han sat under her desk and gawked at her legs, possessed by lust to such an extent that he started undoing his pants because he knew he didn't need them for what was coming.

Once he was panting with lust for her legs the secretary went ahead and wrapped her feet around his crotch. Giving him a swift, skillfully, stocking-clad footjob the mage wouldn't soon forget.

The secretary's footjob was second only to the Guild Mistress herself. Han cried in pure heavenly bliss and orgasmed in seconds for her feet, welcoming the sweet surrender.

The secretary squeezed a couple more orgasms out of him before releasing Hans and beckoning for Michael to take his place.

Michael didn't delay, going right over to take off his pants and sit himself under the secretary's desk like the good doormat he was.

The secretary immediately put one of her stocking clad feet against his mouth to let their taste and smell overwhelm his senses while the other went down towards his crotch. Two of her toes wrappings around his manhood to give him a slow, teasing stroke.

Michael submissively licked and sniffed the foot in his face with endless adoration, every little sensation the lovely secretary's stockings gave him sending shivers through. His cock stood on end and trembled from her teasing touch as the soldier fell even more deeply in love with the secretary's stockings.

Every second spent under her desk only made the scent of her stockings more intense. No part of his face or his cock was spared the sensation of her silken stockings gliding across it.

Michael went dizzy and weak from the overload of stockings, and he looked forward to the secretary teasing him like this every single day. Just thinking about how much he loved her pushed him over the edge and made him cum for her.

The secretary teased him a little longer before letting him go to give Clara her turn.

Michael excused himself and then Clara took his place, her pants off and she was kneeling beneath the secretary's desk, ready to be teased senseless.

The secretary slipped her high heel back on, held up her foot, and let it idly spiral and swirl before Clara's eyes. Letting the rogue admire her sexy heels as she guided her into a horny trance.

Clara sighed in contentment as she stared longingly at the secretary's footwear, already utterly bewitched by the authoritative beauty of her high heels.

"I could do this all day. Keeping you in a sweet, submissive trance as you slowly sink deeper and deeper for my sexy keels." The secretary giggled as her hypnotic foot slowly came closer and closer.

"Do this all day...." Clara weakly repeated as she dreamed of being put in this hypnotic trance again and again for hours on end, so enthralled that she was forgetting that she was in that trance right now.

"Sinking so very deep. Longing to serve my sexy feet." The secretary continued as her foot sent Clara deeper and deeper.

"Longing to serve your feet..." Clara repeated as she allowed herself to get taken as deep as her mistress wanted her to go.

"Let the pleasure of obedience fill you. Pleasuring yourself to the sight of my sexy high heels as their smooth perfection overwhelms you with lust." The secretary purred. Letting Clara sink so impossibly deep for her hypnotic heels.

"The pleasure of obedience~" Clara gasped as she carefully stroked her own womanhood to the sight of the secretary's heels, getting powerfully aroused just staring at their smooth, sexy, domineering perfection.

"I don't need to lay a finger on you to have you completely at my mercy, just the sight of my heels is enough." The secretary continued. At the rate things were going she just might end up keeping Clara for the full hour.

"Just the sight of your heels is enough~" Clara repeated, enjoying herself beyond words as she was at the secretary's mercy. Her sexy shoes would be her wet dreams for months, especially if she got to stare at them every single day~ With so much to love about her shift as the secretary's slave, she brought herself to a rapturous climax.

"Good girl. You may kiss my shoes and sink even deeper into this devotion to my heels." The secretary said, presenting her mesmerizing forward to the deeply hypnotized rogue.

Clara leaned forward and immediately started kissing those shoes as much as she could, devoting herself entirely to worshipping the secretary and her peerless beauty. Even the Guild Mistress lacked some of her charms.