Contemplate her predicament

How am I going to get in?

Hilda stood there, hiding behind a tree as she minced about indecisively. She was naked, filthy, and obviously aroused. Worse still the weather was starting to turn and was becoming quite chilly, which was proving especially troublesome for our naked heroine.

I could try to scale the walls, b-but I'd probably just slip and fall.

A bitterly cold wind blows across the naked knight's body sending little shivers across her hard nipples and soupy nethers.

What if... what if I just walked through the front gate, like this?

A surge of pleasure sprung forth from the depths of her soul as she thought about doing something so lewd, so shameful.

"I'm a noble and the lady of the keep! They're all just a bunch of low-born peasants! They wouldn't dare to mock me, not to my face," Hilda declares, trying to convince herself as she rubs her arms together for warmth.

But what if they did? Asks a little voice in the back of her brain, sending another bolt of pleasure through her pussy.

What if they laughed at you, humiliated you, and lost all respect for you? Would they walk off their jobs? Would they call you a slut? A whore? A harlot? Would... would they loot your keep and seize your possessions and valuables that you obviously don't deserve?

Hilda moans as her fingers go back to diddling her sodden box as she fantasizes about them taking everything from her, laughing all the while as they hurl insults at her before kicking her back out, alone, naked and utterly destitute.

The nude noble leans against the try as her leg twitches and her fingers speed up, until her body shakes in another messy orgasm. Without thinking, Hilda brings her sticky fingers up to her mouth and sucks them clean, mewling in pleasure at just good it tastes and how... how right it feels.

Hilda takes a few minutes to catch her breath before she steps out from behind the tree. Her heart is pounding and her hips are swaying as she approaches her keep.

She knows which option she's going with.