[Fort 6+4 = 10, fail]<br/><br/>The holy knight watched the foul cultist's "blade" stroke over her tender, vulnerable flesh, and she grit her teeth against the sensations on her heightened nerves.  As he worked down to her more tender soles, however, she huffed a breath of air through her gritted teeth, which opened up the dams to a choked cackle, then finally giggles and helpless writhing on her cross-board.  "No!  No you can't, waa!"  It certainly broke the tension of trying too hard to be in "character" and just have fun.  As he cast his spell, however, Kleris had to gasp again in some embarrassment.  His dress somehow pooled between his spread-eagle form, revealing his excitement, but Retorio was ever professional.<br/><br/>"I..." he was unsure of how to answer that, probably more denials.  "That is no business of yours!"  Though he moaned and writhed back against the escort as he stroked and teased his body more.  Again helplessly positioned, even more vulnerable than before, he wasn't quite expecting the spanking, catching him by surprise more than anything and making him squeal.<br/><br/>"EeeeEeep!  N-never, ungh, do your worst...!"  He was't quite sure about that exactly, but kept up the game for now.  Looking up at his captor, he could let the menace wash over him while still knowing this was a professional "entertainer" and companion.  "Purity?  That will always be mine, whatever you threaten, I'll never give you what you want..."  But he was less adamant as Retorio came down Kleris' shaky, naked body, and began to tease and pleasure the "paladin's" sword.  "Whoa, oh goodness, oh, no, bad, bad man..."  Kleris couldn't help but gasp and roll his head, his thighs opening and closing as the pleasure flowed over him.