Heels clicked down the long grand hallway of Notre Dame. The click-clack echoed down the vast grand hall as the only soundtrack to the otherwise eerily silence. A mischievous smirk curled on the woman adorning them's face. Her long mane of dark hair waved and cascaded down her back, swooshing around the silk that covered her back. She had never felt more alive. She had been preparing for this moment.

The shimmer of her silky robe caught the light of the flickering candles that illuminated the hall. She had gotten past the guard with a quick opening of it. A tempting mixture of lace, silk, nylon, lean muscle and the luscious curves of men's dreams lurked underneath its surface.

Months ago she had seen the most sensual, feminine items she had ever seen in the window of a boutique shop in Paris. She had been saving her tips from her dancing in the streets to purchase them. It had finally paid off.

The poor seamstress had to custom make it for her. Her own imagination could not have comprehended such bewildering, near-impossible, measurements. Such abundant curves simply had no place on a lean, dancer body. Even more dangerous was the dancer's ability to work it all. She captivated entire crowds with the twist of her hips, the arc of a leg, the shimmy of her shoulders. Her movements hypnotized like a snake charmer. Now it was all adorned in an even more seductive presentation.

All purchased with one deliciously evil thought in mind, Judge Frollo. She had seen him at all the festivals. A deeply puritan man that despised the lust that she knew she caused. He stared daggers at the men who gawked at her. He found them weak and spineless. She could see that same desire in his eyes though. A smoldering burning of lust that she wanted to stoke. She knew he would be up late. She had been casing him for months. He was a man of strict routine and discipline. He worked by candle light every night until his eyes couldn't stay open any longer. Now, in the middle of the night, a temptress would apparate in his chambers.

She wanted to be the one who ended his celibate vows. For the first time in his life he would feel the warmth of a woman and it would be hers. The power of being the one to introduce him to curves and a soft touch to prove that he's no better than any other man gave her chills. His unearned arrogance would crumble the second this silk whooshed to the floor. He would learn his rightful place at the foot of a woman. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face. Hear his pleading cries. His whimpering moans. His veneer of confidence shattered. The lust. The desperation. The submission.

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Judge Frollo's vows are about to come crumbling down! I'm looking for a slow burning, sensual tease between them as Esmeralda shows him the wonders of a woman.

I am all for the above scene being the climax, no pun intended, and the two of them having multiple smaller interactions before it. I love a slow burn with lots of build up and tension!

As you can tell, I have a bit of a kink for outfit play so she has had some seductive lingerie made to wear for him. Certainly not something common of the time so he will be especially bewildered by it.

I will write him as fighting his lust at first but succumbing to it and submitting to her power. Everything he thought he know about himself is a lie. He's no better than any other man. He has the same lust and desires that he can't resist.

I will still write him as a sub though. Esmeralda holds all the cards here and is controlling the situation. He will not just succumb to his lust and take her. That's not my style.

I'm a detailed, multi-paragraph writer. I love to talk OCC and brainstorm ideas together so we both have the most fun that we can out of the plot. If reddit chat is all you can do then I don't mind it for a shorter plot like this.

I RP in first person and would like the same.

So if this sounds fun to you then let's chat and see if we click as writers!

Kinks: Gentle femdom, seduction, teasing, denial, edging, light humiliation, light cbt, lingerie, heels, stockings, outercourse, strip tease, aggressive kissing, taller woman, CFNM, power bottom, cowgirl, face sitting, titjob, body worship, clothed sex, premature finish, female superiority/arrogance, cuddling/aftercare, breast play/smothering, light bondage, lipstick marks

Limits: Pegging, anal, feminization, violence, gore, scat 

[M4F] Esmeralda shows Judge Frollo the power of sensuality and that he is no match for his own lust.