From 0 to 100: Stripped, gagged, bound and collared

You spring into action, though to her eyes you're barely conceivable as a blur.

You cross the distance at the speed of light to stand beside her. She's still looking in the direction where you were sitting, as you continue to move at unimaginable speed, and your perception of time is sped up at the same time, allowing you to savour every moment and take your time, as it were.

You set to work. Even if you weren't sped up hundreds of times, your nimble, practiced fingers would still make short work of the buckles. You remove the pauldrons and the plate from her limbs, and finally her chestplate. Then you remove the belt around her waiste and the loincloth, before slipping her gambeson shirt off over her head, leaving her hair a little ruffled. You stretch out a hand to fix it, but pull back. You kinda like it this way.

Beneath the gambeson you get your first look at the prize. Her breasts strain against a strapless, silk lace bra, black. Before you go there though, you move further down first, past her toned abs to the hem of her woolen pants. You push it down to her ankles, which isn't too hard as it's not a very tight piece of clothing. You now get to see she wore underwear of the same type of fabric and style as her bra, black, but also a black garterbelt suspending her stockings. She's not wearing them for long though, as you quickly set to work on those. First off comes the strapless bra. You reach behind her back to unclasp it. Before you take them off you pull them a little bit tighter though, and push her breasts down a bit with your hand, simultaneously copping a good feel. After putting strain on her breasts this way when you remove her bra the effect at normal speed will be elastic, and bouncey. Next you insert your fingers into the waistband of her panties, and tug them down towards her knees and leave them there, leaving a shaven cunnie exposed.

You take a seconds to look over your wor thusfar: the knight has gone from fully dressed to very nearly naked, sporting just a garterbelt and stockings now. You consider for a moment... let's see how far you can push the instant, mortifying embarrassment in one go:

First you take her bra, wring the fabric a few times, and then insert it into her mouth and tying it tightly behind her head like a gag. Having a gag suddenly appear on your person would already be tremendously embarassing, but it being your own bra would probably be even worse! Next you take her arms and put them along her sides, slipping her hands down under the waistband of her garterbelt and resting the palms of her hands against her thighs. Then, you detach the straps from her garterbelt and use them to securely tie her hands to her thighs so she can’t move them back up to cover herself or remove the gag. Finally, you find a piece of rope and tie it around her boots, forcing her ankles together so she can't run away.

You admire your handiwork - the knight's tits are out, her mouth is.. occupied, while her arms are forcibly restrained along her sides, and she’s wearing nothing but her garterbelt, with her panties halfway down her legs. In your head you can already hear the angered shameful muffling that's likely to follow. To any other eye, the proud, angry knight would be fully clothed one moment, and completely naked and bondaged the next, after a blur moved past her. Your eyes slide upwards across her toned abs, her firm - on the large side of average - breasts firmly pressed downwards and against her chest, ready to spring back up when time fully resumed.

You think another moment before deciding on a small addition to top it all off. You zip through the nearby streets at unimaginable speed, find what it is you're looking for, and return. First placing the knight next to a nearby wooden support - a pole in front of one of the adjacent buildings - you clasp a collar around her neck and tie the leash around the pole. You walk back to take a seating position and ready yourself to watch the chaos unfold, taking in the last few moments of the perfectly frozen naked knight, leashed and bondaged and with discarded pieces of clothing and armour strewn all about on the ground around her feet.

Time resumes. Everything happens relatively quickly. Her unrestrained boobs spring upwards, bouncing until they came to a jiggling stop. Alerted both by the bounce of her tits and her restrained limbs, the knight looks downwards to discover her complete nudity. She tries to gasp in surprise but she can't with the gag in her mouth! She struggles with her arms but can't move them, being merely able to wriggle her torso around, which causes her breasts to continue jiggling, just adding to her mortifying embarrasment. Her knees know where to go, as she reflexively pushes them together - but because of her bound ankles she can't move them enough to cover her crotch with her thighs. She looks back up, towards you, her eyes wide with embarrassment, shock, and not yet fully comprehended humiliation, before doing a double-take looking back down. She can't do anything but struggle and try to hop, quickly realizing the leash around her neck prevents her from escaping, but giving you a complete full frontal view, including of her continuously jiggling tits.

The way her ruffled hair framed her face made her look even more dishevelled, as if she'd caught by a tornado and accidentally tied up in the ensuing wardrobe malfunction. Which is pretty close to what happened, only it wasn't an accident.