Compromised

As she scrambled to the second story, her toned ass laying flat against the porcelain floor, Tina looked down the hall to see a large ornate doorway to her right. It appeared to be made of a dinner plate split in half down the middle, and Tina had to wonder how in the world her mother lost an entire dining set in these woods. What were these quests she used to take even for, interior decorating?

The diminutive knight got to her feet and marched toward the door, bare feet slapping on the china floor and tight butt flexing with every step. She didn't waste time with knocking on the doors, instead reeling back and delivering a standing kick straight to the glass. If she'd been a little bigger, the plates would have shattered violently against her uncovered body and been very dangerous, but fortunately, they were sturdy enough to survive a kick from a doll-sized Tina. The plates fell off their hinges and hit the floor with a loud crash, revealing a scene behind them which even Tina hadn't expected.

Her mother and Queen Brightra were indeed present, and in a most unseemly position. Hilda was on her hands and knees in the middle of the room, bare ass pointed toward the doorway and framed in the most outrageous leather straps Tina had ever seen. The bondage gear not only wrapped the tight straps over Hilda's most sensitive areas (her leaking pussy and areolas), but also wrapped around her head in a manner that resembled a horse's bridle. She also had a ball gag in her mouth as a final touch.

Queen Brightra was also naked and straddling Hilda's back, her pussy juices rolling down the latter's sides and dripping onto the floor. Her toes were curling and her face was contorted in an expression of pleasure so severe it looked like it was giving her hypertension. She arched her back and reached behind her to rub Hilda's raw behind, which Tina could see was already red.

The young knight had been prepared for something unsightly, but this had legitimately caught her off guard. The straps her mother was wearing didn't even look like facsimiles made for tiny folk, rather they seemed like they'd been shrunken down from human-sized equivalents. Brightra was still moaning as she grinded against her noble steed, so she clearly hadn't noticed they'd been interrupted. Tina groaned and brought her fingers to her mouth before letting out a shrill whistle.

Brightra instantly fell off Hilda's back and into the puddle of cum on the floor. Hilda turned around as well, and all four of her cheeks went even redder than they already were at the sight of her daughter standing watching her disgraceful display. She hoped Tina didn't notice the small trickle of her own juices that flowed out at the realization she'd been so greatly humiliated.

Tina frowned as Brightra got to her feet, her wings beating irregularly as she caught her bearings. "What the hell are you doing?!"