The Knights' Quarters

It’s not like the monastery will have free casual clothes hanging around, so your best bet is to find some armor. That would obviously be in the Knights’ Quarters, but those are on the other side of the campus from you. It’ll be a long run, but as long as you’re careful and avoid populated areas, it should be fine. Granted, you don’t know this place well enough to know what areas would be populated right now…

Crouching behind a stone wall, you peek around the corner and see two knights talking. Cum drips out of your quim and stains the ground below you, making you suppress a groan of shame as you wait out the knights and their conversation. They leave before long, but not before a cool breeze makes you shiver and your nipples stiffen.

You streak past the courtyard where all the classes are located. Getting caught there would be certain doom. Once you get past there, you run into a few priests before you can react. After all, you’re running past the bridge to the cathedral. They whistle and catcall, making you flush with humiliation. You can feel yourself leaving a trail of cum as your lower lips loosen up. You refuse to think about the tinge of arousal you’re feeling, and just keep running.

Fortunately, they don’t follow, letting you make it back to a secluded location. The Knights’ Quarters should be a straight shot from here, and there’s no one around. Alright, one final sprint. You start to dash and-

*WOOSH*

Your ankle gets caught in a rope hanging from a tree branch, hoisting you into the air and dangling you upside-down like a captured trophy.

“H-Hey, someone get me down!” you cry.

“Huh. That’s not very subtle. You’re one awful spy, you know that?”

A woman steps into view, her hair in a midnight black bob cut to contrast with her pale white skin. With a cold demeanor to top it all off, she’s pretty intimidating, but also kinda hot. Wait, now’s not the time!

“I’m not a spy. I’m the new professor. Please, let me down from here before people see me like this!”

“New professor? First I’ve heard of it. Come on, I’ll let Lady Rhea decide your fate.”

The woman ties you in a completely unnecessary number of bindings that make it difficult to even walk. She proceeds to drag you all the way to Lady Rhea, clearly in no rush despite the numerous people who get to see you paraded like a disgraced criminal.