Request that Rosary show her mark

You weren't eager to **** this task upon Sister Rosary, but you thought this would all go better if you didn't rely on someone who would be just as likely to take the guards' heads off as comply with the search.

"M-Me...? You're asking me to do it? The others are, ehm, more... I don't want to say 'promiscuous,' but, you know what I mean? Th-They're a bit less modest than I am," she whispered back to you, wringing her hands together nervously.

"There's nothing modest about you, is there?" the guard captain questioned, turning his torso to a bit of an angle to get a better look at the tight fit of her habit upon her backside. "Come down from that carriage and let's have a look at you."

"Oh... Oh my... I never thought a saintess's mission could be so demeaning," Rosary complained, though she complied all the same. With trembling lips, she stood amidst the interested guards, who eyed her body like it was their supper. "It's... it's in a rather unfortunate place, so I may only... well, it would be enough to tell you its location, would it not?"

"Words are hardly ironclad in a case like this, even from a lady of the cloth," Mertz responded, giving her a smile with only the most sarcastic hint of sympathy.

"You see it's... it's right on the left side of my hind-quarters, so I-"

"Well, now, after such a bold claim, we really must see it," the guard captain laughed, looking around at his fellow guardsmen to see their grins of approval.

"Ooooh..." the poor nun groaned, turning and lifting the back of her robes again. You were treated to the same view as the day you'd met her: the woman's rich, brown skin, clad in somewhat childish white panties with frills along the border.

"Are you a liar, Sister? I see no hand-print." The man's eyes narrowed and his grin widened. "Perhaps I should make one, to punish you for your lie?"

"Eep! No! No it's just that it's... y-you see... oh, Geod," she whimpered, then reached her hand back to run her finger beneath the hem of her panties. She took a deep breath to steel herself, then scrunched the fabric up in one hand, revealing a sizable amount more of her skin. Sure enough, just hidden by the panties, a golden hand-print marked the surface of her voluminous bottom, as though Geod had spanked her himself.

Mertz whistled, then laughed along with his men. "Now there's a sight for sore eyes. Squires really do get to have all the fun, don't they? Alright, sister, we've held you all up for long enough. I can see now you're harmless," he chuckled, as Rosary dropped her skirt back into place and hurriedly re-entered the carriage. "You may pass."

As your carriage wheeled by the guardsmen, you could see Rosary frowning with tears in the corners of her eyes. "Oh dear... It's quite one thing showing you that part of me... and another thing to show terrible men like those ones. I know it is all in Geod's service, but it feels so wrong," she complained. "Geod, please shepherd those lost souls."{if Chivalrous = True}

Truth be told, you didn't feel any better about it than Rosary. The saintess' comfort was your mission and you'd sworn yourself to be loyal to Rosary. To throw her to drooling wolves like those ones... It didn't sit well upon your conscience.{endif}

At any rate, you'd earned your passage into the city without raising the ire of the guards.