Mr. Cullen Eddings smiled at her, the old lawyer's hand moving slowly to her thigh; she smiled back to the lawyer who was sitting next to her on the sofa with her best seductive smile. "You never said who you work for Miss Titley?" he asked her. She responded with a playful smile, as she mightily resisted the urge to vomit both due to the taste of polyjuice potion on her tongue and for what she was currently doing.
"Someone Lord Malfoy insulted and betrayed; someone who has waited a very long time to finally have a chance at repaying his former friend," she answered, before reaching for the wine glass sitting on a nearby crystal table. "My employer simply wishes for Lord Malfoy to be brought to justice, and not dodge it as he's been so successful at doing in the past," she further explained, before taking a sip of the red wine, her red lipstick marking the delicate clear glass. "He is willing to offer you a considerable sum of gold and the promise of a great deal of future work for your help in this sensitive matter."
"I'm afraid I can't do that; my oaths as a lawyer prevent that," Cullen replied, in a professional tone, his hand moving slightly more up her leg.
She smiled back, her lord had already planned for this. "Of course. He suspected as much," she replied. "But my employer merely asks for you to work around the parameters of your employment oath, which certainty has several loopholes in it that could be exploited. All my employer wants is for you to not give your best effort at the trial tomorrow, and to subtly undermine it where possible. Of course put on a good show, but make simple mistakes that none would question overmuch." Her hand slipped into her handbag, before placing a heavy money sack on the leather couch, the sounds of gold galleons pleasantly clinking together. "Just a small down payment in advance, you'll get three times that amount if you help ensure that your current client's case fails; you'll even get a bonus." She smiled in a mischievous way, a naughty, suggestive way, before leaning forward slightly to give the old wizard in front of her a better look at her magnificent breasts, absently wondering if the action might give the old man a heart attack. The white haired lawyer took the bait and looked down her revealing top with a smile. She knew where the man's mind was now drifting, as she gently and suggestively stroked the man leg's to fuel his thoughts of having her. She resisted the urge to shiver in disgust, but her magic forced her on.
"I see," the lawyer said, before taking hold of the money bag, feeling the weight of it, as she moved his hand beneath the rim of her silver cocktail dress, allowing him to feel her silk garter belt.
"Do you like what you feel?" Rita purred, showing no sign of her own internal discomfort.
"Oh yes," the elderly lawyer cried in excitement, clearly forgetting about the money bag in favour of feeling her up, his other newly freed hand cupping the side of her breast as she felt his erection through his trousers, the urge to vomit at his touch nearly overwhelming.
"Good," she purred, as she gave a playful squeeze through the fabric of his pants.
"Can I get a sample of my bonus now?" Eddings asked, with a lecherous old grin.
Standing up and turning to face the lawyer, her naughty smile firmly back in place, her chained magic suppressing the side of her that was screaming 'hell no' and that wanted to stop immediately, her thoughts of Malcolm disappearing from her mind as if they never existed, even as her hands went to the magical zipper at the back of her dress. She slowly teased the zipper down.
"You can get a small taste now," she answered, as the cocktail dress fell to her heels, revealing her borrowed naked body and her shaven womanhood since she had forgone underwear for this special meeting. Edding's jaw dropped to the floor, her tight polyjuiced body stunning the old wizard, her perfect breasts hanging free, but firm and perky, thanks to the young body. Her long, sinful legs were enhanced by her matching black stockings and garter belt set and three inch black heels, as she turned around on the spot to show him her tight bottom.
Moving forward slowly and sensually, while putting an extra seductive swing in her step, her chained magic suppressed any hesitation she had as she mounted the old clothed wizard's lap, whose greedy hands immediately cupped her breasts. Even as she pressed her lips against his own, she felt the man's fabric covered erection pressing against her naked womanhood. Breaking the heated kiss, she looked into his lustful eyes whilst her mind was clear and unclouded despite the fact the man's hands were exploring her body, which would, under normal circumstances, excite her. "This is but a taster, do you want more?" she teased.
"Yes!" he answered instantly, in a near desperate tone. She smiled coyly, before kissing the old wizard's neckline, a plan forming in her mind driven by her chained magic, her hand drifting down and into his trousers, like a seeker chasing down a snitch as her hand found its way to the lawyer's manhood.
It wasn't the biggest she had ever had she thought, as she gave him her best naughty smile. "Good," she purred, giving him a playful stroke as the old lawyer moaned, almost panting now.
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Her bedroom mirror rippled like water as the enchantment upon the mirror activated, revealing her young master.
She looked at her lord and master with mixed feelings, a small part of her wanting to scream and throw the darkest curses at him for enslaving her only to feel a spike of piercing pain at the back of her head, her own chained magic punishing her for such disloyal thoughts, but another part of her just whispered for her to submit, to give in to him, to obey happily. She smiled warmly, the pain fading away as she thought only good thoughts about her master, like how generous he was to her when he didn't really have to be. Her own magic rewarded her with a warm, content feeling for the 'good,' obedient thoughts she was having. Her anger was swept away by the powerful feeling, causing her to smile warmly at her master's image. She could hardly condemn her master any longer for his entrapment of her, since she had done the same with Cullen and others throughout her career, albeit more crudely with the use of sex.
"Rita, how did the meeting go with Mr. Eddings? Were you successful?" he asked. She debated what to share.
"Yes, my master, everything is set, Cullen is with us now. I have a complete copy of his planned defence for tomorrow's trial," she answered, her voice far more submissive than usual, as she realized she had addressed the young man as 'master.'
Her slip, unfortunately, wasn't missed. "Master? Now that is new," he answered with a smirk, clearly amused at her choice of title. "Master," he repeated once again, the word almost silky as he tested the way it flowed off his tongue. His voice causing her to shiver in pleasure unconsciously. "I rather like the sound of that," he offered as he turned his attention back to her. "You can call me master if you really wish to Rita, only when we are alone though, we can't have you calling me that in public now can we?" Her cheeks reddened, as she cursed her slip.
"So what happened? How did you persuade him to play ball?" he pushed, showing why he was in Ravenclaw house for once rather than Slytherin, as he waited for her answer.
She decided to keep her replies short, but truthful, since her magical orders prevented her from lying to her lord, but deciding to retaliate by making her Lord blush red with her answer. "I manipulated him, rather easily I might add," he nodded in response. "You'd be surprised how easy a man is to manipulate when you have his cock in your hand, and his own wife hasn't played with it for years," she explained, her lord's cheeks turning slightly red at her extended explanation.
"I'll take your word for it," he replied calmly, before falling silent in thought.
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