The Wand cooperates, for now

Her cry wasn't going to be unnoticed by her rogue magic wand. The play stopped and Sasha landed on the floor. The boots walked into motion with a taunting catwalk. Sasha calmed her anger and assessed the situation she brought herself in. With a little more confidence she adressed her legwear: "So what is it that you want? What's your goal." The boots gave a shrug notion. "You can't be walking around like that, the monitors will see and hunt you until the end of days", Sasha explained. The boots didn't move. Sasha was completely fixated on them. After a minute of staring down each other, her wand slipped out of the shaft and floated to Sasha's forhead. Sparks emitted from the tip of the wand and Sasha's mind was thrown into a world of lust and arrousal. When she came to senses afterwards she was presented with an open hand by one of her gloves. "So that's your plan now? Working together?", Sasha asked. The other glove gave a thump as an answer.