[Chivalrous] Undress Rosary with the utmost care

A squire, in days long past, was meant to serve a knight, tending to their armor and garments. The knight's armor was cumbersome and could not all be equipped by one person-- they required an attendant to help them with it. That sort of position had long been phased out and was no longer needed, but you felt the concept remained all the same: a squire that helps a saintess out of her clothing, not with a lustful gaze, but in a gentle way that honors his vows.

As such, you helped Rosary up, allowing her to watch in her full-length mirror as you grabbed the hem of her chemise and gently lifted it above her head. Once it had cleared her curls, you folded it neatly and placed it with her laundry. She'd be pleased to find it all taken care of when she awoke, certainly. Now, you allowed yourself to look upon her, enjoying the revelation of her deep, chocolate colored skin, ordinarily hidden by the white of her habit, now almost fully on display. All that was left was white stockings with little gold crosses stitched in, as was the fashion among many of the church, and a matching bra and panty set. Her curves were unreal.

There was still more to see. You knelt by her side, allowing her to sit as you removed and rolled her stockings to reveal her calves. Her legs were very thick, but shapely, and the flesh quivered at your touch. You pinched open the clasp of her bra and removed it, revealing the large, dark nipples you'd pictured must wait at her bosom. Embarrassed, even in her dream-like state, she crossed a hand at each side of her chest, closing her eyes with her lips quivering. You continued, sliding her panties down her legs, and revealing...

A chastity belt. It made sense. Nuns, especially modest ones like Rosary, did tend to wear these. It was metallic, consisting of just a plate over the groin and sturdy interwoven chains beside, revealing nearly all of her very impressive hind-quarters. A little bit of distracting, golden hair showed above the plate and you thought you saw moisture already dripping down one leg from the hidden spot. "Oh my... To be seen like this... I am..." Rosary muttered, finally settling her face back into a smile. "I am glad it is one as noble as you who's witnessing me this way for the first time. It's a dream come true, really. The key is here..."

The nun paused, then clenched her hands in prayer. To your surprise, a light began to gather around her knuckles. When she unclenched her hand, a golden key had mysteriously appeared upon her palm. "I-I choose to lock it this way, based on my angel heritage... Not all angels do but... But I wanted to, so that I could be certain. I wanted to make absolutely certain that the one who unlocked it was someone I loved. Someone like you..."

You smiled, accepting the key from her and inserting it carefully into the lock. It turned with a satisfying click. You removed Rosary's final garment, baring the puffy, eager lips of her pussy to you. As you'd expected, she was already wet with anticipation.

Rosary's face was red hot as she dropped her arms, allowing you to see every inch of her. The mirror showed you the back while you viewed the front. Her breast rose and fell excitedly as your eyes drank in the full view.

"I'm ready. Sir Lavender... Please, if you're ready... consummate your vows as a squire," she begged you, moving back to her bedroll and kneeling atop it with sparkling eyes.