She must earn the priestess’s forgiveness by ANY means necessary

“Just get her to forgive you, and I’ll give you the key to her cuffs, and her clothes simple right?” You smirk at The Evellyn.

The lady knight eyes you suspiciously, anxiously she taps a finger against her leg as she knows you most certainly aren’t being straight forward here.

“What’s your game here?” Evellyn asks narrowing her gaze at you.

“What do you mean my game, I just think that you should earn the forgiveness the one who you slighted if you want to redeem yourself that’s all.” You speak with a faux innocent look on your face, tilting your head to the side you make small frown as if your hurt by Evellyn’s accusation.

“If you truly wanted that you would give me the keys, and her clothes first so tell me what your truly playing at?” Evellyn says not buying what your saying for a second.

“Come now if I did that then you could just unlock the girl, throw her clothes at her and sprit off .” You make a face like you’re speaking some thing overly obvious.

“That conscious of yours will most likely be sated, but I don’t think we can really call that redemption right, I mean to me it should be up to the one you wrong to say if you have redeemed yourself or not.” You monologue as you circle round Evellyn, your finger tracing round her collar bones as you walk in front of her.

“What if she doesn’t want to forgive me?” Evellyn grinds her teeth, watching you as you stop stand in front of her with that cheeky grin.

Oh how she wants to nothing more then to bash all the teeth out of your mouth in right now.

“Well then I guess you’re going to have to convince her to do so, you know maybe go through a bit of penance for your wrong doings, surely such an action would be common place for one on their path to redemption.” You bat your eyes at Evellyn giving her an overly innocent look as you speak with fake naivety in your voice.

“tch So that’s your plan I am to undergo her judgment am I?” Evllyn grunts, folding her arms as she figures out your angle here.

More then likely the holy woman is going to want some retribution if she is going to offer any forgiveness. Evellyn knows she mostly surely would. Despite having to work with you, and begrudgingly play nice is she could she would make you pay for all the humiliation you’ve put her through. Oh how she would make you pay for the humiliation. Stuck in the stocks for a full year, a hundred lashes on your bare ass, you tied naked in the town center while citizens threw rotten vegetables, and fruit at you. All of that, and more is just the tip of righteous pay back Evellyn thinks you deserve.

Still as delightful as it is to pounder, and fantasize about such a thing it also worries her that these thoughts spring to her mind so easily. For if Ella is even a fraction like Evellyn herself is, having these kinds of ideas of retribution to... Well then Evellyn fears she won’t be getting any pardon from the girl with out under going some sort of ordeal.

“I never said such a thing, but you know the whole thing about pushishing criminals and all is to give society, and those wronged some catharsis.” You say coyly, still slithering around Evellyn like a snake.

You then stop in front of her face leaning in close you flash a wicked smirk.

“Even if that is true what are you acting so worried for, surly a woman of the heaven’s would be filled to brim with forgiveness, isn’t that one of the reasons you said you chose her as your target to strip after all?” Grinning wickedly you rock back and forth on your heel, seeing the evil eye Evellyn is giving you making you quite amused.

Evellyn bites the side of her lip as she hears this. It is true, she did think the young priestess would be one with a heart of mercy. Yet still... Evellyn isn’t so confident now. Look to Ella she worries that the girl might be as gentle hearted as she looks. She knows this isn’t the worst task you could have given her, but can she really expect to so easily get the girl’s forgiveness if she can’t even extend any assistance? Well maybe she can just lie again, make up something like how she was possessed by a demon or something. Yeah, yeah that might work surely Ella could forgive her if she wasn’t even in control of herself!

“Fine, I’ll do it.” Evellyn says trying her best to keep a neutral expression on her face, less she end up giving away her game plan here.

“Good, good and, one last thing you can’t lie to poor Ella here in order to convince to forgive you, no claiming you were possessed by an evil spirt, or how stripping her was a part of some sort of secret mission from the crown, or what not.” You say casually stretching as you yawn.

“What c-come on really, how did you know I was going to say that?!?” Evenly sputters in disbelief that you seem to have read her down to a T.

“Easy, it’s what I would have done if I were you, a naive holy girl like that of would of course believe that only by being a puppet of demon would a noble knight like you’re self do something so horrible with not explanation.” You chuckle, saying the words noble knights with an overly mocking inflection that makes Evellyn clench her fists.

She looks like she’s about explode on you but, she stops herself, she holds it in. Exhaling deeply she sighs, tired and seemingly resigned to the fact that there is no easy way out of this little game of yours.

“Awww don’t look so upset Evellyn, really you should be thankful that I kept you from lying, I heard that if you lie to a person of the gods your soul goes straight to the deepest pits of hell.” You tease.

“Oh, and one more thing don’t mention me obviously.” You say wanting to make sure Evellyn had no easy way to off load an excuse for her actions here.

“You got all memorized right, now then get on out there you sinful, sinful girl, redemption awaits.” You bow your head dramatically as you speak in a overall regal accent.

Evellyn doesn’t even respond, instead she just pushes you aside, and walks out from behind the market stand the two of you have been hiding behind. She marches straight towards Ella keeping an unwavering stride till she stops just a few feet behind the poor priestess, who is still huddling against the street light trying her best to keep herself covered up as possible. Getting out your bag of popped kernels again you start to munch down on them. Time to relax and, watch the show unfold.

For a second the scene seems suspended in time. Neither of the women making a move. Ella just staying frozen as statue while crouched down on the ground. The hair on the back of her neck standing on end as she can sense some one behind her. Feeling positively mortified that someone else has seen her in such a shameful position, Ella feels her stomach twist into a knot. A wave of shame washes over the priestess, her face turning bright red from embarrassment.

“Uhh y-you there c-can you help me, I-I-it’s not what you think.” Ella fumbles her words as she speaks meek as church mouse.

Evellyn doesn’t say anything in response her seeming to be frozen as well. All that boldness that she strode over with evaporating now that Ella is actually speaking to her. What is she suppose to say? Is there any combinations of words in the world that she can say to make herself right with Ella? Despite the priestess being the one cuffed, and naked before her, Evllyen is the one more anxious right now.

She knows that she needs to say something though, her just staring like this not exactly a good look. She can’t though, she just can’t it’s like she’s suddenly lost the ability to speak, her mouth suddenly becoming dry with nervousness Evllyen’s heart then leaps into her throat as she sees Ella slowly waddling around the pole to face her. For split second she thinks about turning tail, and running before the girl can see her. Yet besides going mute her legs have also seemed to have turned to stone, as her feet stay rooted to the ground as she just... stands there awaiting the inevitable.

“I-I didn’t do this to m-myself I swear, see this knight told to remove my clothes, and then before I knew it-YOU!!!”

Evlleyn squeezes her eyes shut as Ella calls out to her. The priestess’s eyes on the other hand are wide with an expression of shock. A look of anger flashing across her face upon her recognizing Evellyn. The lady knight squirms uncomfortable in place under the gaze of the priestess, the honor bound sword bearer wanting nothing more then to crawl under the earth, and hide herself from those judgmental eyes.

“I-I you-you why did you do this to me, do you realize my fellow sisters saw me like this?” Ella squeaks in a befuddled tone, the lass wanting answers for why Evellyn did this to her.

“I know and I’m sorry please forgive me...” Evellyn apologizes rubbering her shoulder as the guilt continues to eat away at her.

“You’re sorry?!?” Ella speaks louder this time, anger beginning to rise with in her.

“That’s all you can say?!?” Ella glares at Evallyn a look of outrage crawling across her face.

“I...”

Evellyn tries to think of some way to explain herself.

“O-or what are you threatening me?” Ella asks her expression of fury turning to fear.

“What else are you going to do to me?” Ella’s bottom lip quivers slightly as she speaks.

Instinctively she tries to back away yet of course with her still cuffed around the pole she’s going no where fast. Panic then starts to take hold of Ella. Her realizing just how much of helpless of a position she’s really in right now. Ella starts to visible tremble, Evllyn now starting to look quite intimidating to the poor girl. The knight standing over Ella while she is still hunched, over naked, and cuffed gave off an aura of ill intent that really wasn’t there.

“Wait nonono, please you’re misunderstanding, look just forgive me, and I promise I can help you out of there.” Evellyn wild waves her hands back, and forth, staunchly trying to deny that she means any sort of harm.

So badly she wants to help the girl, to save her from the fate Evellyn herself has thrusted upon Ella. Yet she can’t do anything really until she some how convinces the priestess to forgive her. Which so far isn’t going well...

“Just forgive me and I promise I will help you but you have to forgive me first alright?” Evellyn takes a few more steps closes to Ella as tries to talk in a soft soothing voice.

The lady knight keeps her arms out in front of her as she approaches Ella, to show she isn’t going to do anything or reach for anything, to show that she isn’t a going to harm the helpless lass.

“You... want me to forgive you...” Ella’s words slowly roll off of her tongue as if she’s rolling the words around in her mind as well.

“Yes that’s right, just say that you forgive me, and I can get you some clothes, and get you away from here okay.” Evellyn makes a small smile to the sister, as she approaches her by a few more feet.

Ella however interprets that attempt at a warm smile as a slip up by Evellyn. Her seeing that grin as the mask of kindness she wears temporarily falling out of place. With the priestess reading that harmless flash of the teeth as a expression of malice and sadism.

“Y-you t-think this is some sort of game that y-you can just toy with me?” Ella says her defiance barreling over her fear, as finds the spine to glare at Evellyn despite her helpless state.

“No that’s not what I’m trying to do at all I promise!” Evellyn’s smile quickly fades from her face as again this conversation seems to be turning for the worst.

“You’re a liar, you-you are you even a knight, how were you able to disappear like that, and make me end up like-like this is it magic do knights even know magic like that, are you even really a knight?” Ella rambles on in confusion as she still doesn’t know how she was suddenly hand cuffed to this street lamp.

“W-well that’s kind of a long story but yeah I swear on my life I am indeed a knight I’m one of Duchess Selia’s inner circle one of her guards.” Evellyn say not thinking, as she spouts out the Duchess’s name again in order to prove her legitimacy.

She then covers her mouth with her hands as she immediately realizes her mistake. Before Ella had more then likely completely forgotten that Evellyn answered to the duchess.
Yet now that she has mentioned her lady by name again, the priestess is reminded that there is some one over the knight who she can complain to.

“Well-well if that really is true I’ll let the duchess know what you done here as soon as I get out of this!” Ella responds, her now looking at Evllyn with determination in her eyes.

“S-surely the good duchess wouldn’t be okay with one of her knights abusing her name for- for what ever sick game this is!” Ella exclaims rattling her cuffs again against the street light.

“Wait, wait, there’s no need for that just forgive me, and we can forget about this ahaha...” Evellyn laughs nervously as tries to keep herself from freaking out.

Ending up naked, and humiliated by you fine, not a good look for a knight, but not something that would really get you in trouble. Now you wrongfully stripping some one especially some one from one of the churches that’s a big no no. Sure if she could provide a good enough reason people, and the Duchess herself might not have a problem with it, she is a reasonable woman after all. However even if Duchess Selia can over look the offense that might mean Ella will just start blabbing about the story to any one who will listen. That combining with Evellyn not really having any justification to actually strip Ella is actually really bad, and leave her on display like this is really bad.

Now a peasant saying something like that no one would pay them any mind, yet a girl of the cloth saying such things that’ll make people pay attention. Most certainly the duchess’s enemies who would use it against her. Especially as Evlleyn invoked her rank as Duchess Selia’s knight to make Ella comply with her demands. They’ll whisper it into the ears of almost anyone who would listen about what she did, making the story run rampant, and grow more and more exaggerated.

Evellyn can already picture it. They’ll say did you hear, Duchess Selia’s personal guard stripped a helpless girl of the church for no reason, just for fun. In fact she does this regularly, really that knight is a terror. I even hear she forces herself on poor servant girl’s. Who knows maybe her antics will soon extend to her targeting nobles. It’s shameful is this really the kind of people Duchess Selia surrounds herself with? If stories like that start circulating Duchess Selia’s status among high society might suffer, and she could lose a lot of political power. Even worse she might have to strip Evellyn of her rank, and have her thrown into prison just to safe face!!!

“Please-please don’t do I’m begging you!” Evellyn beseeches the priestess, noticeable distress on her face.

“No way I’m gonna let every one I meet what... what absolute terror you are!!!” Ella snaps back vicious at Evellyn her high pitched voice becoming louder, and louder as she digs in her heels.

“Just forgive me please!” Evellyn’s own voice starts to rise with desperation.

“NO!” Ella replies curtly

“Please I ju-.”

“NO!” Evellyn can’t even finish her sentence before Ella cuts her off with the same answer.

You snicker as you watch this confused exchange continue.

Despite trying her best to convince the priestess to just forgive her, Ella is now in borderline hysterics at this point. Understandable right now she doesn’t want an thing to do with Evellyn, and just wants to the knight to leave.

“Just leave me alone go away!” Ella yells her now frantically tugging at the cuffs holding her in place again.

“Please if you’ll just listen to me-“

“NO, you’re awful, you’re sick, you’re just a disgrace of a knight, and once I tell the Duchess about this you’ll be sorry!!!” Ella shouts her not listening to a single word Ellvellyn is saying.

Evellyn winces at that last insult. As if you calling out her failings as a knight wasn’t enough, now she is called a disgrace from the exact person she has failed to protect. Unlike you who has alterer motives, the scorn from the girl of the gods was pure, it was truthful. That making it cut all the more deep to Evellyn. The words wounding the lady knight so deep that she doesn’t even try to defend herself any more, instead she falls completely silent.

She trembles once, twice, then she falls to her knees. An act that has both you, and Ella react with surprise. Resting on her haunches as she stays kneeling on the ground, the air around the lady knight becomes heavy with despair. She doesn’t even look at Ella, her eyes cast down wards to the ground as her head stays bowed almost like she was in prayer. Yet despite being in the presence of a woman of the gods Evellyn is brought to her knees by pure self dismay, not reverence for the divines above.

Confusion spreads across Ella’s face as she looks at Evellyn bent over before her, the priestess then jumps in surprise as in a split second action Evellyn claps her hands around her own. It’s a firm, intense, but not painful grip. As Evellyn intertwines her fingers around Ella’s further increasing intimacy of the hold, the young priestess can feel the contrast between the two of them. Her soft, delicate hands which see almost no labor, or work besides her duties to the gods are almost a direct contrast to Evellyn’s hands.

She can feel a slightly roughness to the lady knights fingers, not as much as a field laborer’s but enough to know this dane’s digits have held a sword for years. The modest amount of coarseness of Evellyn’s hands reading like private tapestry to her life as a shield to the kingdom. Strange emotions swivel around Ella’s heart as she feels this situation thrusted upon her has become so much more personal. A sensing some sort of strange affection to Evellyn the two share this bizarre moment together, the priestess’s feels her breathing starting to quicken.

Butterflies begin to flutter in her stomach, and she can feel redness spreading across her cheeks. Then a tiny flicker of attraction that is most certainly inappropriate at a time like this sparking up with in her. A small smoldering that threats to blaze into a wild fire. Ella then shakes her head back, and forth pushing back that lingering inferno, as she tries to refocus her mind. Argghhh just what is going on today, why is all this happening to her? Has the heavens, and world it’s self gone mad? Most of all why is she still naked in public like this, can’t some one just get her out of the situation?!?!

“Ah w-w-what are you doing now, g-get up already what will people think if some one see us like this!” Ella hisses with blushing bewilderment as she looks at Evellyn with confusion, the lady knight keeping her gaze firmly fixed to the ground as she hold onto her.

Still Evellyn is silent, a somber air beginning to inch in around her, as Ella can sense a very heavy heart from the knight. It almost reminds the priestess of the time she was charged with running the confessional booth. Evellyn has that same black aspect that stains a sinner’s heart when they are overwhelmed with a remorsefulness, and repentance for their wrong doings.

That sensation of clawing regret, that eats at them, and drives them to wish’s to truly set things right. Sensing this in Evellyn Ella feels a pang of pity, the familiar call to holy service having her calm down some, and temporarily forget about her situation entirely. After all, even if she is a very young priestess, Ella is a true devote ready to do the will of the gods where ever she goes. Perhaps this may even be the reason she has been put in this situation to help this poor sinner, Ella thinks to herself. Well probably not, perhaps this is just a random chance. Perhaps the knight is still trying to play her for a fool...

“Please... I know I don’t have any right to ask this but please don’t tell the duchess I-I’ll make up what I’ve done to you I swear, but please just say you for forgive me...” Evellyn speaks in a low quiet tone her voice just barely above a whisper.

Honestly you’re kind of caught of guard by this whole display of Evellyn’s. Normally she all huffy, and puffy. That or overly sarcastic. Yet now she’s all soft white underbelly here. Even with the stuff you’ve done with her you’ve never seen her this emotionally ****. Guess this whole knighting business really means a lot to her. A concept you can’t really wrap your head around. Eh maybe such complex ideals like duty, honor and station, are just too sophisticated concepts for a simple hearted yet pervy theif like yourself.

Mean while as your pondering the different values one holds in relation to their class, the two women have come to a bit of a stand still in their interactions. The priestess looking down on the knight. The holy lass’s bond, and stripped self a juxtaposition to the woman of arms. Her all in clothing, free as a bird, and armed with a sword. However it is Evellyn who is lowering herself for Ella, she is the one asking HER for help.

Ella clenches her jaw up at the familiarity of the situation, not the being naked, and cuffed to a pole, but that tone. That reverence in Evellyn’s voice it IS the exact same as those she meet in confession. Before her thought about the gods needing her here to help shepherd Evellyn back to virtue was just a wayward thought. Yet now it seems like that maybe she IS here to help this misguided soul.

As she ponders that idea, off to the side you’re shoveling handfuls of popped kernels into your mouth, you intently focused on the drama unfolding before you. Man you never thought things would go down this route, it felt like you were watching some grand stage play. The emotion, the tension, you were absolutely enthralled by the spectacle unfolding out in front of you!

Even with the distance your at as you stay out of sight your keen eyes pick up every little detail of the interactions. As well your experience with exposing the more intimate parts of women made it easy for you to sense the subtle, and not so subtle emotions running through both the woman. Funnily enough if you see how the softer sex reacts to their most private places being bared enough times you learn a bit on what makes them tick. Who knew the key to understanding woman was to publicly strip them?

Ella mulls over what Evellyn just said to her. Despite just a little bit ago wanting to see this lady knight at best gone from
her sight, and at worst stripped of her rank for what she’s done, Ella finds she doesn’t really have much discontent for the lady knight anymore. Her heart having been softened by the true regret Evellyn has shown. As well as the out pouring of emotion, and vulnerability that radiated from her as she begged for forgiveness.

It just doesn’t seem right to Ella to keep wrath in her heart for the lost lamb of a women. Even if she did strip her, and leave her cuffed. The method of her doing the latter still completely unknown to Ella. Either way she didn’t want Evellyn to be completely destroyed by one wrong deed, but also remembers her teaches from the elder sisters about repentance. That even if the sinner shows true forgiveness a judgment must still be pasted. A debt of sin can’t be full paid by just regret, but penance as well.

“ahem O-okay I’ll forgive you, and keep this thing between us but in order to do that y-you have to undergo a p-punishment from me.” Ella says the young priestess having trouble speaking the words in a particularly authoritative tone, as this isn’t exactly something she’s used to doing.

After all the confessional usually just consisted of her listening, and telling sinners that they are forgiven, before then deferring them to the more experienced priestesses to help with their path to redemptive.

With this promise from Ella, Evellyn finally turns her gaze upwards from the ground. Ella then blushes as she meets Evellyn’s gaze the lady knight looking at her with such reverence, and affection Ella fears she might invoice the jealousy of the gods.

“Oh thank you sister, truly thank you, I’ll take whatever discipline you give me I... I know I deserve it.” Evellyn says her voice perking up slightly with relief.

Evellyn squeezes the priestesses hands tightly with a show of appreciation, Ella then reciprocating the gesture by gently squeezing back.

“S-so tell me what to do I am to earn your forgiveness, please judge me however you wish I-I won’t complain.” Evellyn says before quickly turning her head away as she speaks, it feeling too awkward to state such a thing while looking Ella in the eyes.