Not over yet

The young rogue sped across the roof tops for about half a mile then ducked back into the alleyways before the knight had the chance to jump atop the buildings again. In her haste she tried to tuck her tunic under the her belt to try and cover her lower half, only the item was too small. So she was stuck running about in a pair of panties until she found a chance to change. Trying to take comfort in the fact that it appeared she had lost her pursuers.

For the next half an hour she kept moving until she found herself in a familiar place, looking up at a familiar window. A deep blush formed on her face as she deftly leapt up and pulled herself into the window. Inside a studious young man in large spectacles was going over a book. Only his mind wondered back to that fateful night. That beautiful pair of handful sized light brown breast. Enveloped in moon light. Dark pink nipples hardened in the cool night air. The topless woman caught off guard by his presence as she seemed to be hiding. He heard soldiers outside shouting and before he could even say a word the woman dove atop him smothering his face with her chest, as if to silence him. That had been his first time seeing a naked woman never mind feeling the softness of a lady. Not even his childhood sweet heart who was adamant on saving everything past kissing for marriage. Not even allowing him to see her ankles.

After passing out due to lack of oxygen the boy had a great wet dream. And woke up the next day wondering if he had dreamt the whole thing up. From then on his mind would often wonder to that memory, once getting himself in trouble as he stared at his girlfriends chest area wondering if she was smaller or bigger than the woman he saw that night. Suddenly he noticed a shadow from his window, he quickly turned to look. Finding a familiar woman silently standing at his window. It would have been frightening and creepy, if not for the fact she was obviously missing her pants. As if they had vanished off her considering the belt she was wearing. The sight of the blue silk panties and athletic brown thighs put the boy in a trance. Only for the boy to blink and suddenly the woman was right in front of him as if she teleported.

Before he could scream a gloved hand went over his mouth, her menacing brown eyes meeting his. His vision beginning to blur as Clementine was putting him under a simple hypnosis spell. Only for the door to the room to suddenly burst off its henges and into the room. Startling both the rogue and the boy.

The large figure of the Head Knight barreled towards her. Grabbing her arm, where she once again tried to use magic to slip out, using the sleeve of her tunic. Only she suddenly felt cut off from using her magic. Wide eyed she looked at her caught arm, underneath the large armored hand was a metal band covered in magical engravings. This was a magic locking cuff, used to apprehend magic users. Especially powerful wizards capable of wiping out a battalion of men with a single well placed spell. The only loophole of the cuff was that it stopped the manifestation of magic outside a persons body, not inside. So spells, like swift step, that are channeled inside the body are still fair game.

Knowing that Clementine cast stunning strike, using the pommel of her dagger to hit the large hand grabbing her arm. Causing it to temporarily go limp and let go of her. She quickly went to turn around and jump through the open window. The young man who had fallen over in his chair got to see her athletic brown rear end in the baby blue panties, currently riding up her cheeks. Allowing him to see the edges of the soft natural cushions peeking out of the small bit of cloth.

The second before she leapt she felt the back of her tunic get caught. Wincing she acted quickly, bringing up the dagger and ruthlessly slashed the front of her top open. Then allowing her arms to slip through. Revealing the matching baby blue silk bra. Her sun kissed form now clad in just a bra, panties, a leather belt, and boots. Again she was prepared to jump through the window when she heard "Binding Chains" shouted out from behind her.

Suddenly the feeling of cold steel wrapped around her wrist and through the boots wrapping around her ankles. Pulled back she landed on her panty clad ass on the harsh hard wood floor. She tried desperately to find a way out of this only to be hit with despair. Unable to channel magic outside her body she had no way of dispelling the mystical chains, and the spell itself was made to hold super humanly strong knights, barbarians, and hulking magical creatures. Even if she pored all her magic into enhancing her strength the metal links wouldn't even budge. She quickly tried to resort to begging only to have her mouth covered with magic paper. Silence Paper to be specific made to stop incantation spells that could be made inside the body then released into the world. Bound and gagged Clementine struggled desperately against the chains to try and free herself, only for the Head Knight to pick up the wooden door he had burst off it's hinges and draped the girl over it. Leaving her spread eagle.

Letting the boy, now in the corner of the room, ogle her soft but toned body wiggle at every pull and tug. Especially when the large armored man undid the belt on her waist with a certain prized pouch holding most of the girls stolen fortune. A suggestive moan escaping her throat.

The Head Knight picked up the door with the girl on it with ease, and started to walk out. Stopping for a second to look at the boy in the corner. He stuck his large hand into a bag at his waist pulling out an oddly bigger bag, that rattled with coins. "Sorry about the door kid, use this to replace it. Or to move somewhere nicer" the large armored man said, his voice muffled and buzzed by the metal visor, as he threw the sack of coins to the kid. Leaving the boy to the surprise of enough money to buy a house twice the size he was currently living in, that was owned by his parents, to furnish it, and replace the door. With plenty left over to just sit on.

However the boys gaze never left the barely dressed woman restrained spread eagle over his old door. Absent mindedly following the sight as the man walked through the door frame, out of the house, and into the busy street. Much to the horror of the pretty thief as she saw more and more eyes fall onto her almost naked form.