A knock on the door

Hilda is roused from her slumber by a loud knocking on her door.

"My lady, are you awake?" Sally timidly asks from behind the large wooden door.

The horny noble groans. She's lying on her bed, completely naked and exposed. Apparently she had kicked the sweat and sex-stained sheets off her body while she slept, although her hand had apparently been busy 'guarding' her pussy pie, if the its smell and stickiness was any indicator.

Speaking of odors...

Hilda sniffled and blushed, even as her hand went back to lazily playing with her sodden lower lips.

The whole room reeks of... of sex! My sex!

A shiver of pleasure and shame went down the nude knights body as she looked at the regal portrait of her parents hanging over the fire place. The mid-afternoon light and the angle of the portrait making it appear as if the couple was staring disapprovingly at their not-so-secret slut of a daughter.

"Lady Hilda, a visitor has arrived," Sally says nervously.

"G-go away!" Hilda grumbles, tossing a pillow at her parents' portrait... and much to her shock, missing it completely and instead knocking over one of her sets of armor with a loud clang.

"B-but mistress! Sh-she says she knows you, and can help you with your curse!" Sally shouts through the door, worrying for her poor, vexed boss (and crush).

"I... I can't believe it..." Hilda says in a daze. She had won the kingdom's archery tournament five years in a row and counting. Now she was missing targets not even 10 feet away from her! Worse still... that sense of helplessness... it... it was turning her on!

"Shall I let her in?" Sally asks, hopeful that her heroic Hilda will soon be back to her normal, tough (and dreamy!) self.

"OOOOOOOOOO MMMMM'NYYYYEEEAAAHH!" Hilda moans as her busy fingers give her her first orgasm of the day.

"Very well, mistress," Sally says as she rushes off.

Hilda lies back on her bed, cooing in pleasure as the aftershocks run through her body. She casually raises her sticky fingers to her mouth and sucks on them like a baby, her own flavor fueling her lust even further as her other hand wanders down to her aching cunny.