now that you're out of your armour, kneel before me. on both knees. yes, yes, let me get a good look at you. don't mind the touching, you'll be expected to put up with a lot when you're my sworn knight, after all.

what was that twitch? as i suspected, you're ticklish, aren't you?

go over here. lay on my bed. you have my permission. i'm going to sit on you just like this, and now ... arms up.

yes, i'm going to do exactly what you think i am. keep them up. you're a big strong knight. you have been training since you can remember, you can handle a little tickling. don't disappoint me. you have to stay still and let me.

don't make a sound now, dearest. i have all night, but the queen would be very disappointed to find you alone in here, both of us scantily clad. yes, very good. very quiet.

i'll go easy on you at first. but you're expected to stay still and let me. such a strong knight like you, you surely can make it a couple hours of constant tickling without moving, right? you must. i can't trust that you can withstand any danger if you can't even take a little tickling, oh brave knight.

and perhaps, if you're good, we'll see just how much you behave while i pleasure you without release. now.

well, well, it looks like most of your worrisome spots are covered. perhaps i can reach your feet, but at least your armpits and stomach and chest are mostly covered. and if you shift your elbows the right way, you can block your sides as well!

oh, but what's this? no protection right at this little spot right here? ten fingernails, slowly tracing the crease where your bum meets your thigh. my fingers trace down towards the back of your knees, and you're attempting to kick and grab my hands, with no such luck.

it's such an interesting spot, don't you think? you can usually hide it pretty well under you. not a lot of people think to try here, they think of the obvious spots first. but, i can start to speed up my spidering and you're helpless to stop me like this.

your hands are so close, aren't they? you're trying so hard, squealing that it's too ticklish there. but i can see how worked up you're getting, i can see your underwear getting wet.

what if i brush my finger just baaaarely from pussy to clit?

oh! you jumped so high. does this make you even more ticklish down here, when i tickle the back of your thighs like this?

tell you what- i'll stop when you grab my hands. they're so close, just keep trying to reach them. does it make it worse, knowing you can almost reach? your hands are so close, just try a little harder.