Chapter #9Thunder Catherine’s next Victory by: Nasty12   Being a Knight of Seiros was far more difficult than you thought it would be. Most of it came down to Catherine being a massive hardass.
She woke you up in the early hours of the morning, and made you run around the monastery until you nearly fainted. She made you clean all the weapons, tend to the horses, and cook breakfast most days.
Frankly, you were done. Absolutely finished. You could not go one more fucking day like this.
You half thought of deserting the Knights, leaving for Dagda and never looking back, or becoming a farmer somewhere in the Empire.
However, as you were in your bed, pondering these thoughts, your door slammed open, and in stepped Thunder Catherine. You groaned internally as you shot up to your feet and stood in attention. You looked Catherine in the eyes, however instead of her stern look, one of amusement came across her face.
“You know, not being properly clothed in-front of your commanding officer is a grave offense.”
You were perplexed at her words, until you looked down, and realized you weren’t wearing any pants. Sweat began to drip down your face as she slowly walked to you, shutting the door before stopping in front of you. She folded her arms, smirking at you.
“Get on your knees,” she said. “If you want me to let this slide, you’ll need to do everything I say.”
You obeyed, slowly getting down on your knees. You looked up at her, nervous at what would happen next.
“You wanna know the reason why I always make you do so much,” she asked, pulling up a chair and placing it in front of you. She sat down on it, crossing her legs as she continued to speak.
“It was enjoyable watching you work so hard. Seeing you push yourself because I told you to was amusing.”
You clenched your fists as you heard her reasoning, however she wasn’t done yet. Catherine uncrossed her legs, extending them outward and resting her boot clad feet on top your shoulders.
“Take off my boots,” she said. You grit your teeth, and did what your commanding officer said. She placed one boot on your chest, and you reached up to it, and pulled it off. You were immediately hit in the face with a foul stench, one that reminded you of moldy cheese. You held your breath as you placed it aside. You did the same with her other foot, holding in your breath as you did so. Catherine placed both of her large, sweaty, caramel colored feet on your chest, ruining your shirt.
“Yea, I know they stink, but you’re going to have to deal with it.”
Catherine then began to rub one foot on your cheek, coating it with sweat. It felt disgusting. Her foot was hot, moist, and you were beginning to feel lightheaded from holding your breath in for so long.
“You’re gonna have to breathe sometime,” she said, smirking at your plight.
She placed her big toe on your lips, getting the salt of her sweat on them. She then pinched your nose shut. Your eyes widened, and you began to feel yourself lose consciousness.
“No one’s saying you can’t breathe, just know that when you do, I’m putting my foot in your mouth. If you pass out, I’m going to do a lot more than just that. It’s your choice now.”
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