Pinup Poll: Trophy Luz

Luz Noceda, now Luz Astorius, purred as she felt her silken negligee caress her ample curves. Her hubby couldn’t take his eyes off her when she wore it, the older aristocrat certainly had his taste for youthful flesh. Though the memory was fuzzy, she remembered being introduced to him at some kind of charity auction, maybe it was for a date… or was she an escort? Memories were vague before she lived in his collection of “trophies.”

As for the Gala that evening, she honestly hadn’t the energy to spare. She always was lethargic after the pool boy came to the manor for some hard labor. No matter, Luz was sure Mr. Astorius had managed some extramarital exercise himself. Her eyes flicked to the pink haired maid.

Amity, the girl had come to the manor talking some nonsense about danger, or some plot by the Emperor? No matter, after Mr. Astorius called someone to help her, he gave her a job around the house… and the tiny uniform to go with it. No matter, let the man have his playthings, there was only one queen in this home.