Prologue 2 | Lucille's tour
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PROLOGUE 2
I found an abandoned fishing camp in Falkreath's hold and figured I could stay there for the night. After a long walking day, what could be better than a refreshing bath in the lake? A light breeze on my wet naked body, no one to stare at me, it was just plain soothing!
Oh hi there! I haven't introduced myself, I'm Lucille, a 25-year-old Breton thief. It's been a few weeks since I arrived in this region of Tamriel called Skyrim. I've spent most of my life in High Rock, my home region but I decided to try my luck here. Besides, with the civil war going on between the Imperials and the Stormcloaks, it seemed the ideal place to hone my skills and earn my stripes!
Once done bathing, I walked back to the campfire. I loved being naked and felt no shame in exhibitionism. On the contrary, you wouldn't believe how I played it to my own benefit!
I sat down by the fire to dry off. I looked down at my ragged prison pants, my sole remaining piece of clothing. All my equipment had been confiscated upon my arrest and with my escape, the Whiterun guards had already disposed of it by now. Whatever, I'll get back on my feet.
I got dressed and tried to cast a basic spell. Sadly, no energy emerged from my hand. Hopefully, with a good night's sleep, my wrist nerves will be restored and I'll be able to use my magic again. That, or find a healer, but without coin... Definitely not an option.
As the night fell, I munched on some fish, drank a bit of water and laid down on the bedroll by the fire. I didn't know what tomorrow held in store for me, but I hoped to reach Falkreath and get something to keep me busy, along with fresh clothes.
Early in the morning, I set off for Falkreath. If I kept the same pace despite the cobbled road and my bare feet, I would reach it safely before dark. The surrounding woods were thick in this area of Skyrim, and it made sense to avoid wandering off into them. I didn't wish to risk stumbling across wild animals or nasty people.
Speaking of which, an ambushed highwayman burst out of the bushes and rushed at me with his two daggers. I had a cunning way of getting out of there, so I got down on my knees and started sobbing.
"Your money or your life!"
"Please, I'm just a lowly sparrow, I have nothing to offer, please spare me, I beg you!"
"Let me check, don't move."
As the bandit moved within my reach, I dropped the act and threw all my strength into my fist aimed at his crotch. The blow was so quick and sudden that he squealed in pain before losing his balance and his bladed weapons along the way.
The highwayman ended up on the ground with his hands on his privates thanks to my vicious blow. You have to do what you have to do to prevail, even if you have to play dirty.
"Sorry, did that hurt? Good. You're lucky, usually I would have roasted your genitals but my magic is wearing off today... And since you upset a pretty barefoot woman, you'll have to make up for it, don't you think?"
I picked up his dagger and put my feet up to his face.
"You've got a nice blade, wouldn't it be a pity if I slit your throat with it? So you're going to lick my toes and make it good. That's right, don't be shy, they don't smell either!"
Who said I couldn't have some special care? Besides, it's been a long time since someone worshipped my feet so kindly.
"Thanks for the treat, but I have to hit the road again! I'll look after your dagger and purse, don't you worry about me! In the meantime, consider thinking of a different vocation, such as becoming a eunuch or something!"
Yeah, I guess I was a pretty cunning trickster.
I arrived in Falkreath in the afternoon. It looked completely deserted, but the townsfolk were probably working in the fields or in their shops, only the guards were out on patrol duty. Thanks to my earlier encounter, I had about a hundred septims, which I could use to buy new clothes or pay for the inn. My eyes stopped at the inn's signboard "Dead Man's Drink". I couldn't resist the chance to eat a tasty meal with a refreshing drink after all my touring...
I entered and settled in as if I owned the place. I took out my gold purse and kicked my feet up on the table before ordering:
"Innkeeper! A daily special with a jug of water! And I'd like to stay a few days too, how much does it cost?"
"The meal is 10 septims and the room is 20 septims per night."
"Fine, keep my purse, that should cover everything."
I noticed the guy behind me staring at my feet, he was the tavern bard who might come in handy...
After my lunch, I asked the bard for a private song in my room. Obviously, he accepted with a cheerful attitude. I sat down on the bed to watch his performance and put one of my foot right in front of his eyes to boost him up.
"We drink to our youth, to days come and gone. For the age of aggression is just about done. [...] But this land is ours and we'll see it wiped clean. Of the scourge that has sullied our hopes and our dreams."
"Wow, that was awesome! I have another request if you don't mind..."
"Sure, what is it?"
I changed my posture, lifting my legs with my hands to bring my soles up in the air.
"You see, I caught you staring at my bare feet and I thought maybe... you might be interested to rub them for me? What do you say? Make yourself at ease and take off your clothes my dear!"
"Oh gosh, you have a magnificent body! And you are as skilled as you were with your lute! How do you do that with your fingers?"
"It's a matter of practice and lots of repetition! Figuring out where to press is a little secret of mine..."
"I can see that, you've barely tickled me despite being quite sensitive on my feet..."
"Would you like me to do it?"
"No, no, maybe some other time!"
"It was fantastic, thank you! May I express my gratitude in my own way?"
"Please tell me how, pretty one!"
"Since you've done me a favor, leave it to me. You're rather fond of my feet, so they'll be yours while I'm taking good care of you. But in order to do that, we need to get naked."
For his efforts, I thought it would be nice to please the bard. So I started by gently stroking his penis with one of my feet. Meanwhile, he grabbed my other foot and kissed it. A win-win situation, if you ask me!
"You're good with this mouth, keep going! Let me tame that cock of yours!"
Once his cock became fully erect, I changed my posture to give him the best handjob of his existence. The bard continued to worship my foot, taking it a step further by nibbling my toes, much to my delight!
"You like feet, don't you? One in your mouth and the other one rubbing your firm torso? That makes two of us!"
I increased the pace. I wondered if he would hold out, especially with my beautiful soles on his face. The bard moaned, down the last stretch before the finish line.
"Couldn't handle my tempting feet, huh? That's a good boy!"
Once the bard came, I moved next to him and commented upon the situation:
"My, oh my, it seems someone has stained the bed... I'll tell you something. Since your dick is recovering, why don't you get me some nice clothes to make up for your mess? If you pull it off by the end of the day, you'll be the first to remove them, and we'll do a second round, this time with your thing inside me!"
AUTHOR'S NOTE
If you're reading this, I hope you enjoyed the entry!
I know, I may have gone a bit overboard with the foot fetish content but that's for testing reasons, obviously! 
Lucille's journey is just beginning, and she has a long road ahead of her, in Skyrim or elsewhere! With adventures and danger roaming around, people to meet and befriend with... (yeah it's a polite way to say adult content 
)
If you have any comments or questions, feel free to send them in! I understand not getting any feedback (I'm the first not to give any) but your thoughts and ideas can, in a way, integrate themselves in my initial scenario!
Cheers!
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