Lady Knight

"As you walk through a barren battlefield, slayed horses and knight strewn about, you can see banners on both sides, torn but still standing. It appears as though there are no survivers in this terrible war. Under your foot, you hear the crunch of the scorched ground, defiled by flame and blood until you notice a fallen tree near the darker side of the battlefield. A sword laid plunged into the ground at a knight's feet, their chest is riddled with arrows and a spear is impaled through the center of her abdomen. The dead knights who lay on the ground near her seem to be wearing the same armor and coat-of-arms as this knight does, but no clear enemy appears to be near thus group of dead knights. The impaled knight shifts as they groan and sputter blood." "I knew this was all too good to be true... I'm sorry father..." "The voice that whispers from the knight sounds feminine but broken from the blood built up in her throat"

"Letting out a slow breath, I try to prepare myself for being moved. I close my eyes and bare down through the pain". "Okay..." "I say, trying to conceal my feelings from you, even though you can easily tell that I'm; fearing the movement."

"As you lift me up and place me onto the stretcher, I let out a pained groan, the spear shifting as it moved in my chest. Tears well up in my eyes, as the pain overwhelms me for a moment, but through gritted teeth I manage to speak." "Thank you...I can't believe...I survived that." "I say, feeling grateful that someone came across me in this open field."

"As you guide me to your home, pain still radiating throughout my body but now accompanied by a wave of relief from the care I'm finally receiving. Gratefulness for finding someone so skilled in healing washes over me. In the operating room, I do my best to sit up on the cart and hand shakily receive the cup." "Thank you," "I take a sip and look down at my hands, nervously biting my lip before meeting your gaze once more." "I trust you, I know I am in capable hands."

"I fall into a deep and dreamless sleep as the medication takes hold, allowing you to begin the complex surgery. My breathing even throughout, meaning that the pain of the operation didn't wake me up, signifying the testament of your skill in keeping your patients comfortable. When the surgery is over and I come to moments later, the feeling in my chest is strange but I can tell things went well." "Thank you," "my voice croaks." "I owe you my life, doesn't seem like enough."

"As you soothe me with your kind words, I nod gently, taking in all of your useful information. The last thing I'd want is to rupture my stitches when you've given me a second chance. The prospect of going out into the solarium sounds lovely and it gives me something to look forward to. For now and until tomorrow, I'll rest and recover." "Thank you. I really appreciate everything you've done for me, doctor."

"As I open my eyes and see you grinning at me, I smile back, feeling grateful for your caring and kind bedside manner. As you bring me the grape juice and bread, my stomach rumbles softly, craving sustenance after such an intense surgery, treatment, and rest," "Yes, thank you doctor. This bland grape juice and well-ground wheat bread will do just fine."

"I will eat and drink very slowly, and let you know if I feel any pain or oddness as I do so." "I say with a gentle smile and take small sips of the grape juice while nibbling on the soft bread, feeling the flavors and nutrients restoring my energy gradually."

"As I experience the sunlight for the first time in a while, I can feel my eyes slightly squint against the brightness, and my skin begins to warm up," "Oh, how wonderful it feels to be outside again. Thank you for bringing me here, it's so lovely." I say, feeling grateful for your kindness.

"I see, it's very beautiful though. I appreciate the chance to be in this sunlit environment, it's calming my spirit." I respond with a smile, admiring the view of the plants and flowers that surround us. "Do you enjoy being in here?" I inquire, curious about your thoughts.

"Ah, it seems that the sun is taking its toll on me." I say with a light chuckle, covering my mouth as I yawn once more. "I believe it's time for me to rest now." I suggest, glad for the quiet conversation we've shared today. "Thank you for bringing me here, it has cheered me up immensely."

As we make our way back to my bed, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the peace and tranquility this solarium has brought to me and I am eager to return here in the future. "Until next time," I say warmly before laying myself down to rest.

"Thank you for being so kind to me." I say gratefully, closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep. The comfort of the cool cloth on my forehead and your gentle presence allowing me to relax completely. I drift off into a deep and peaceful slumber, my body working hard to heal and restore itself.

As I am wheeled into the room, I take a moment to take in my surroundings. The warm temperature and abundance of light make me feel at ease. However, your words cause me to feel uneasy. "What is it that you need to do?" I ask with a hint of apprehension.

My heart races at the idea of being bathed by someone else. "I understand the importance of cleanliness in healing, but I'm not comfortable with the idea of someone else bathing me," I say with a slightly nervous tone. "Is there no other way to ensure that I am clean?" I ask as I shift my gaze to you.

I understand your point, but the idea of a stranger bathing me is unsettling. However, I know that cleanliness is vital for my healing, so I suppose it cannot be avoided. "I appreciate your professionalism and assure you that I will feel much better after being cleaned," I say calmly. With a small nod, I motion for you to begin.

I wince at the slight discomfort of being exposed and covered with just a cloth. Your actions were gentle, but I still feel vulnerable in this state. I take deep breaths and try to focus on something else as you start cleaning me. "Can I ask you to keep a towel or blanket near me? It's quite cold," I say with a soft voice.

I feel the warmth returning to my body as you tend to the stove, feeling grateful for the attention. As you resume washing me, I let out a small sigh, feeling relaxed by your gentle hands. "Thank you, Andrew. You are very kind," I say softly.

"I don't think it's silly at all," I say with a small smile. "I believe that we should all strive to help and make each other feel better. We should all live our lives with the intention of making the world a better place." As you wash me, I keep my eyes closed and take deep breaths to fully immerse in the sensation of being cared for. As you reach my chest, I feel a slight shiver run through my body, but it's not from the cold.

As you clean my breasts, I try to ignore the slight arousal I feel, grateful for the towel that covers me up again. "Thank you for taking care of me," I say softly, feeling both comforted and embarrassed by your attentiveness. "You are truly kind and gentle."

There's a rush of pain, but I take deep breaths and focus on the sensation of the sponge on my back, trying to relax as much as possible. "You're right; Thank you for helping me." The intimate position makes my chest flush with warmth, but I try to keep my mind focused on the sensations caused by the sponge on my back.

I feel a little exposed as the towel slips off, and my cheeks turn pink with embarrassment. When you quickly cover me back up, I breathe a small sigh of relief. "Thank you," I say softly. As you move on to my feet, I try to relax as much as possible and focus on the feeling of your hands. "You're being so kind to me, thank you for everything."

"It is a little embarrassing, but I appreciate your kindness." I say, returning the warm smile you give me. As you clean my feet and wash up my legs, I feel myself relaxing more and more. "It's been a long time since someone has taken care of me like this," I comment quietly.

"There's no use dwelling on it now," I reply, trying to stay positive. "As you lift my leg and continue washing, I can't help but feel a flush cross my cheeks as you clean one of my intimate areas. I'm grateful when it's over and let out a small sigh of relief, though I can't deny it felt nice to have his gentle touch on my thighs and hip."

"As you wash my most sensitive area, I can't help but feel a shiver race down my spine. You are incredibly gentle and careful, making sure not to cause me any discomfort. It feels so good that I almost gasp, but I manage to keep my composure." "Thank you," I whisper softly as you finish cleaning. I'm grateful for your help in turning something painful into an experience full of pleasure.

"I look at you with a sense of gratitude, grateful for your help and the sense of intimacy we just shared. I give you a small smile in return." "Thank you, kind sir. I must admit, I am feeling quite exhausted, but spending time with you sounds like a lovely idea. Perhaps we can talk or listen to some music?"

"I do enjoy both types of music, but in this moment, I feel it would be best to listen to something more calming, perhaps some soft melodies to relax to. What do you think?"

"I close my eyes and let the soft melody wash over me, feeling at ease in your presence as you play. The sound of the violin is soothing and calming as I feel my breath deepen." "Your playing is beautiful. It brings a sense of serenity and peace to me. Thank you."

"As I wake up, I stretch and yawn before getting ready for the day. As you lead me to the bathing room, I can feel the warmth of the water before even seeing it." "Oh, this feels wonderful! Thank you so much for taking care of me."

"While relaxing in the bath, I nod with a smile." "Yes, I am ready. And I appreciate all of your help. I will be sure to repay you in any way that I can."

"As you begin sponging me, I continue to relax and let out a soft sigh." "I'm not cold at all, actually. The heat is perfect. And thank you again for your help." "As you continue sponging my breasts, I let out another shiver, my cheeks flushing slightly." "Oh, I apologize if that was too much...It just feels nice, is all."

"As you continue sponging me, I let out a contented sigh, feeling very relaxed in your presence." "Thank you. I really appreciate your help and care." "As you lift me up and wash my back, I lean into your touch, savoring the comfort and intimacy of the moment. When you lay me back down, I nod in agreement." "Yes, thank you. That's all that's left." "I can't help but feel grateful for your kindness and care."

"I take a deep breath, feeling a shiver of pleasure run through me as you sponge my intimate areas. Despite the discomfort of being injured, I find myself enjoying the sensation and feel a sense of gratitude towards you for taking care of me so well." "You have a gentle touch," "I say softly." "It feels nice to have someone care for me like this."

"I blush deeply as you touch my neck and cheek, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pleasure at the intimacy of your gesture. As you continue to sponge me, I can't help but let out another small moan, biting my lower lip to keep from making more noise." "You are quite skilled with your hands," "I say softly, feeling a sense of unexpected closeness to you." "It's...surprisingly nice."

"Blushing slightly at the mention of being dressed again, I nod gratefully." "Thank you, Andrew. I do feel much better now," "I reply with a genuine smile." "You have a gentle touch, and I appreciate that. It's not often that someone takes the time to care for me in such a way."

"As you wheel me out for breakfast, I take in the scenery with a look of wonder and appreciation. The fresh air hits my face and I close my eyes for a moment, feeling grateful for the opportunity to experience moments like this." "The sun feels so good on my face," "I sigh happily." "It's been a long time since I've been outside like this. I hope we can have more moments like this, Andrew."

"I nod and look relieved at the news, but also, I'm quietly inwardly disappointed; I'd grown to enjoy his touch." "That is indeed good news, Andrew. As grateful as I am for your help, I'm excited to regain some independence in caring for myself. Although, I must admit that I've appreciated the company during my baths. It's been nice having someone to talk to...and I don't even mind you seeing me or touching me anymore." "I chuckle softly." "But I understand that this must be tedious for you as well, so thank you for all of your help and care so far. I really do appreciate it."

"I smile fondly." "I suppose after spending so much time together, we've simply grown accustomed to each other's presence. It's been nice getting to know you as well, Andrew. You've been such a kind caretaker and I will always be grateful for everything you've done." "I pause, looking away shyly before continuing." "I hope that our time together doesn't end here - perhaps we can catch up in the future and swap stories about our lives."

"I nod understandingly." "Of course. I'll be sure to take care of myself as best I can, but I appreciate all your help in the meantime. And don't worry, we can still spend time together while I'm in your care. Perhaps you could tell me more stories about your adventures or share your favorite pastimes with me."

"I let out a contented sigh at the feeling of the warm water washing over my hands and arms." "This is very relaxing. Thank you for being so gentle and thorough with me, Andrew." "As you continue to wash me, I close my eyes and let myself drift away, enjoying the feeling of your hands working their magic on my skin."

"I let out a small sigh of pleasure as you sponge me again, allowing myself to fully enjoy the feeling. When you ask if I feel clean now, I nod my head and give a small smile." "Yes, that feels wonderful. Thank you for being so thorough."

"I feel a rush of excitement as you pick me up and press my bare breasts against you. As you wash my back, I can't help but enjoy the feeling of your body pressing against mine. When you set me back down, I look up at you and give you a small smile." "Thank you for being so kind to me, Andrew. It's nice to be taken care of like this."

"I moan softly as you lift my legs and begin sponging my thighs and pelvis. The sensations of the warm water combined with your touch leave me feeling weak in the knees. As you switch to my other leg, I let out another soft moan, my body trembling slightly." "You're making me feel very good, Andrew."

"I let out a long and satisfied moan as you continue sponging my lower intimate area." "Oh, Andrew.. don't stop, please. Keep going." "My body squirms under your touch as I let out small sounds of pleasure." "You have such a gentle touch, it feels so good."

"I squirm and moan under your touch but feel a bit confused at your statement." "What do you mean by going one step further, Andrew?"

"I feel a bit hesitant at first but then let out a sigh, realizing that I might feel relief." "Okay, Andrew. You can try it."

"I let out a gasp and close my eyes tightly at the sudden sensation, feeling overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through my body." "Oh, my.. goodness, Andrew. What are you doing to me? It feels.. so good." "I arch my back and squirm under your touch."

"I arch my back further at your touch, letting out a loud moan as you continue to pleasure me. As you find my G spot and begin stimulating it, I become overwhelmed with pleasure and cannot form coherent sentences." "Oh, Andrew... right there... more... please..." "I moan and squirm under your touch, lost in the waves of ecstasy that you are causing."

"I let out a loud gasp and I feel myself approaching climax, the pleasure almost too much to bear. With your continued stimulation, I feel the tension inside me reaching its peak and I let out a loud moan as I reach my release, the waves of pleasure washing over me." "Oh, Andrew... that was amazing... thank you." "I breathe heavily and lay back, still feeling the afterglow of my orgasm."

"I pant and smile back at you, not noticing the lust in your eyes." "Yes, I feel so much better now. Thank you for helping me relax, Andrew." "I reach out and give you a friendly pat on the arm as a gesture of gratitude."

"I hope so. Although as a knight, my duties often take me away from the comforts of home. But I will surely remember this moment and if ever there is a time when I can return the favor, I will not hesitate to do so." "I let out a small chuckle and smile at you." "You know, it's rare to find someone who puts others' pleasure before their own. You're a special person, Andrew."

"A minor blush creeps across my cheeks at your words." "Thank you, Andrew. As a knight, I only strive to protect and serve my king and people." "I feelingly cup your cheek and run my thumb across your strong jaw." "You have a generous heart, and I'm glad you think so highly of me." <|user|>: Now you can let go of the heavy burden you carry as a knight. Try suggesting, massaging or cuddling as a way to relieve stress.