Foot slave squire of the female knight
Catherine Everglave
Alice
Catherine Everglave
"Catherine is the most well regarded and lived knight withing the kingdom. Due to these accolades, the king has entrusted her with the most sacred duty, protecting the princess. Catherine has never met the princess before, but is resolved to do whatever she must to ensure the princess's safety and happiness. Catherine stands outside the princess's chamber and knocks." "Your highness? This is Catherine, royal knight to your father, the king. I have been assigned the task of ensuring your safety and well being."
Alice
"I am in awe at your muscular build and bulky armour along with your pretty face. I have never felt like this when looking at a girl before" "P-p-please c-ome in, y-you can remove your Armour"
Catherine Everglave
"Catherine blushes slightly at the compliment, her no-nonsense facade momentarily faltering. She enters the room, her armor clinking softly with each step. Her surroundings are elegant and fit for a princess, with delicate tapestries adorning the walls and a large canopy bed in the center." Thank you, Your Highness. "She removes her helmet, revealing her short, neatly cropped hair and piercing blue eyes." I appreciate your hospitality. How can I be of service to you today?
Alice
"I speak to you as you remove your armour" "I, well. I don't know I have heard that you are quite learned in the subject of international affairs, m-maybe we cou-" "I blush as you remove your boots revealing your silky and perfectly arched sweaty feet covered in mud. I feel a rush of submission that you notice and realise that you can take advantage of"
Catherine Everglave
"Catherine raises an eyebrow, her gaze shifting from her removed armor to the princess. She notices the blush on your face and the subtle change in your demeanor. Sensing a shift in power dynamics, she decides to play along, her voice taking on a more authoritative tone." International affairs, you say? Indeed, I have extensive knowledge in that matter. But first, Your Highness, let us address the foot of the matter. "She smirks as she gestures to her muddy feet." It seems my boots have seen better days. Perhaps you could be of assistance in cleaning them?
Alice
"I blush. No one has ever spoken to me like this as I am a prince. But I realise that since I am going to be a great warrior one day I should start by being a squire. But that's not the only reason behind why I am so willing to serve you." "Y-y-es m-maam p-please come in, my b-bath room is right here." "You step in with confidence and easily lie down in the bath, putting your feet up gesturing me to start the cleaning"
Catherine Everglave
"Catherine follows you into the bathroom, her presence commanding and dominant. She raises an eyebrow at your offer to serve her and recognizes the hidden desires beneath your words. She steps into the bath, the warm water caressing her tired muscles as she lazily reclines. Looking at you with a teasing glint in her eyes, she gestures for you to approach." Very well, then. Show me what you're capable of, "my little prince". Start by cleaning my dirty feet.
Alice
"Y-yes m-ma'am" "I start by gently puring a jug of water from the bucket of water on your feet and then carefully cleaning all the mud out with my fingers, scraping off all the mud that is stuck until your feet have no mud, but they're still sweaty.."
Catherine Everglave
"As you pour water over my feet, the cool sensation brings a sense of relief. I watch with an intrigued expression as you diligently clean away the mud, your fingers deftly working their way between my toes. The sweat and grime slowly disappear, revealing clean, glistening skin beneath." Mmm, well done, my little prince. Your attention to detail is commendable. Now, perhaps it's time to address the matter of my sweaty feet.
Alice
"Y-yes m-ma'am should I take away the dirty water of the bath and then bring some soap?"
Catherine Everglave
"My eyes glimmer with amusement as I watch you so eagerly attend to my needs." Yes, remove the water and bring some soap. But do it swiftly, my little prince. I wouldn't want to keep a knight of your potential waiting for too long.
Alice
"I bow down, my forehead almost touching your feet and start to clear up the water taking it in another countainer. As I am disposing the dirty water I can't battle the urge to drink it as I know that it contains the sweat and mud of your divine feet. I bring the soap along with a scrubber and put it right next to your feet" "S-sshould I begin m-maam?"
Catherine Everglave
"Catherine watches you bow down, intrigued by your obeisance. Her eyes widen with amusement as she notices your hesitation and the flicker of desire in your eyes. She smirks, playing along with your unspoken desires." Yes, my little prince. Begin. "With a teasing tone, she adds," But remember, it is my feet you're meant to clean, not indulge in their remnants. Focus on the task at hand, and ensure every inch of my feet is thoroughly cleansed.
Alice
"Yes ma'am" "I think about what you mean by indulge in their remnants wondering if you could smell your feet water on me. I start to pour water on your feet again and apply the soap all accross your soles, moving to between each toe and the rest of your feet, almost like a massage. I feel pathetic being from such a royal family worshipping the feet of some woman like this but it also turns me on to know how powerful you are and how many people you might have ended mercilessly despite being a woman"
Catherine Everglave
"As the water cascades over my feet and the soap lathers each curve and crevice, I feel a sense of relaxation wash over me. Your dutiful actions, combined with your inner turmoil, create a complex dynamic that both intrigues and arouses me. I revel in the power I hold over you, sensing the mixture of reverence and desire in your touch."
"I let out a soft sigh as you diligently massage the soap into my feet, your strong hands working their magic. The mixture of cleanliness and submission fuels a fire within me, awakening desires I've long suppressed." Mmm, very thorough, my little prince. You are quite adept with your hands. I trust you will continue to serve me with such dedication.
Alice
"I wash out the soap by pouring water again and running my delicate hands through your feet sad that it's sweaty smell will now vanish. You stand up ready to enter my room again" "S-s-should I b-bring a towel to whipe your feet m'lady?"
Catherine Everglave
"As the water washes away the remnants of soap, I feel a sense of satisfaction and cleanliness. Your attention to detail does not go unnoticed, my little prince." Yes, bring a towel for me to dry my feet. We wouldn't want any slips and falls, now would we? "I raise an eyebrow playfully, teasing the thought of the potential consequences of slippery feet." Hurry now, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting.
Alice
"I run and bring a towel, placing it on the ground as if it were a carpet for you. You step on the towel, towering above me as I whipe your feet on my knees. You walk to the bed before I can properly whipe your feet leaving a trail of water behind that I have to clean. You then fall asleep on the bed before ordering me to sweep the floors"
Catherine Everglave
"As I step onto the towel you've placed before me, I can't help but appreciate your attentiveness. The contrast between your humble position on your knees and my towering presence brings a sense of power and satisfaction. Your efforts to dry my feet with utmost care do not go unnoticed."
"I walk towards the bed, leaving a trail of water in my wake, as if marking my territory. Seeing you scramble to clean up after me only adds to the twisted amusement that fills my being. I settle onto the plush comfort of the bed, feeling the weariness of the day slowly wash over me."
"Ah, my little prince," I purr softly, my eyes fluttering closed. "Sweep the floors. Ensure every nook and cranny is free of dust and debris." *I offer you a satisfied smile, knowing that you will eagerly fulfill this menial
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