Hell, even the knight’s shield had no crest, just scratches from the countless blows it had protected its wearer from.The Knight’s opponent had be...n predicted as victor from the start. The King’s own personal champion and future husband of his only daughter. He wore armor gallantly adorned with a familial crest, exotic trimmings from foreign birds and paints. His armor sparkled across in the mid-day sun.They approached from opposite sides and circled the field, each paying respect to the crowds. Catherine threw herself into her work, doing more than she usually did. The next few days passed without them seeing each other and soon her island came into view and they slipped between the high cliff walls into the hidden harbor. As she had suspected the Themis was not yet there so she had only to await its arrival. When a crew member asked what should be done with the prisoner she instructed that he be locked into a set of rooms in the house. She turned on the pier and looked up the hill.. This freedom in the air she loves, and being able to effortlessly alter her form into different shapes is one to be explored as she can!Patches begins showing off HIS command of the skies, colors flowing and shifting across all iridescent patterns as he flips over on his back while still going forward on outstretched wings. At least until a great shadow that blocks out the sun for some distance passes overhead…far overhead of these two. Three loud and echoing sets of “Scree!” sounds let all. Anna herself is trembling slightly, so I step up the stimulation and turn the vibrator to medium. Now it's time for the large rubber coated clamps, which I take off one by one, starting at her ass, then her upper thighs, then her stomach, and finally her arms pits. When the last two come off, tears flood Anna's eyes, and she presses her cunt more forcefully against the vibrator. I take off all the other clamps now, except for the three on her nipples and clit.Before I turn my attention towards.