A dark journey

Flinch led the Paladin stumbling through the tunnels in circles for about an hour. Every time she complained, he reminded her that her fight made everything collapse and he had to find his way through the mess she caused. Eventually she just quietly followed him. He could have reached the entrance a good twenty minutes ago, but he wanted the feeling of dependence to sink in for the Paladin.

He stopped before a particularly narrow squeeze. “Dammit.”, he cursed with fake exasperation, “This was the last one. It is mostly collapsed; I don’t think you’ll fit.”. “What? No, I have to fit. I have to get out.”, Astra sounded afraid and she moved past Flinch, he hand searching the tunnel. He let her and suppressed a chuckle as he watched the Paladin try to squeeze herself into the small tunnel.

Her behind was swaying left to right while she struggled and Flinch decided it was time for the next step. The “tunnel” they were in front of was actually just a hole connecting two larger tunnels. It was maybe three feet long, which was enough to comfortably constrict her whole upper body.

“Don’t get mad, please.”, he carefully said. Astra stopped her movement, “What?”. “I think you need to loose the armour, you’ll never fit with it on.”, this was the last step of his plan, if she refused now, it might all be for nothing. He was ready to sprint at the slightest show of hostility. There was a long pause, then she sighed, “I suppose you’re right. B-But if you look at me weird I will kill you!”. “I won’t, promise”, he lied.

She pulled out of the hole and started to take the armour off. More and more of her body was revealed. When she threw down the gambeson, she was only wearing white panties and a white crop-top, showing her toned abs. Her body was a pretty caramel colour, like her face, her ass was divine, a perfect heart shape. “Okay, can you guide me?”, she asked, sounding timid for the first time as she awkwardly covered herself and stepped from one bare foot to another.