The bounty of a knight

Tessa would have felt sorry for Trin if she could see that she was crying. But it was pretty hard for her to spot it between the drops falling on both of them and in the throes of the feeling of blissful release that she would have any second, especially when she urged Triin with a soft motion to bury even deeper into her womanhood.
Her other hand would clutch harder against the metal bar that had to support her weight, her fingers moving in variable level of harder and softer intervals with her fingers whitening or reddening accordingly.

When she felt how the wave of an orgasm reached her body and swept her away, her mouth would open to a big O and her eyes closed while her fluids mixed with the shower water, breathing deeply while a silent scream filled her body and echoed through the entirety of her body, readable by its tension.

Unable to support her weight anymore, she would slide down as careful as she could until she landed a little bit quickly on her butt, but luckily a rubber carpet was breaking her fall up to a little bump.
“…Owh…"
she commented in a tired tone ,lowly raising her hand to caress the cheek of Triin and open her eye again to show off her bliss.
“Totally worth it."

Even if Triin had a couple of tears running down her cheeks, the imprisoned knightess could have never called it crying herself. How could she have? Based on what kind of situation she was in, she could have never done that! No, big girls didn't cry, and Triin definitely was a big girl fully capable of taking the punishment she deserved....well, at least if you asked her.

What became for sure now though was that she was a big girl enough to treat Tessa to her ultimate pleasure. The German's orgasm was all too evident to the Estonian, and she couldn't help but feel proud again of her accomplishment - especially as she apparently managed to get her conqueror so weak that she couldn't even stay any longer on her feet.

Keeping her eyes closed, the inexperienced slave felt like she didn't have the right to look at her mistress - not directly into the eyes at least - but she could soon feel the German's hand caressing her cheek. And it didn't take long for it to open Triin's eyes again... Glancing at Tessa, the Estonian could not avoid hearing the compliments, which caused a shy smile to rise onto her face. Deciding to still stay silent, the fallen knightess quickly leaned her body forward, placing her head to rest on Tessa's shoulder.

Here, under the hot falling water it was good. Even if her hands were still tied behind her back, here, next to Tessa's satisfied body, was where Triin could have stayed all night.

Lying into the shower a little bit longer with a happy but very fatigued impression, she would finally manage to take off the rope of the millstone soap because the soap would have been already long gone by then.
“Come on, Triin, let´s go to bed. I am pretty tired, and the room service will have made the bed so that we can sleep comfortable within it. Your last duty as my prisoner will be to spend the night with me. But only after you stayed still for some minutes so that I can dry you and you dry me."
Said and done, both girls would take some time to dry the other and then vanish into the neighbor room for a night and the better part of the morning for a very deep and satisfied sleep.