“I’m a bad girl”

Your hands continue to roam her body, gently fondling her soft, slippery tits. ”That’s a good start, Lady Evellyn…” you murmur, your voice warm in her ear, ”The next step is honesty. A knight, even an indecent one, should never tell a lie. So tell me truthfully…” You tilt her chin up with two fingers so she had to meet your gaze. ”Have you been a bad girl?”

She bites her lip, clearly struggling. Or is she just trying to contain her arousal? You flick her nipple with your other hand. Her breath hitches; her face burns hot. ”I…” she starts. She swallows hard, forcing down a bite of humiliating defeat. ”I’ve been a bad girl…”

You tilt your head and smile. ”I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear that. A little louder milady.”

She gnashes her teeth, before forcing out the words: ”I’m a… bad girl!”

Her eyes glisten with a shameful release. You’ve unmade her, and remade her into the lowest version of herself - a naughty little thing, squirming and moist. She can hardly believe you just made her utter those words, and a defiant revulsion still simmers behind her gaze.