He's going to have quite the night...

Hunk's moans echoes through Brandt keep as Sally carefully guides her mistress towards Hilda's bathing chamber.

"What was that?" Hilda weakly asks as her ever-loyal servant leads her inside.

"I... I'm not sure mistress," Sally answers as she helps Hilda sit down. "Must be the wind."

"NNNNNYUUUGGHHHHH..." Hunk's reply reverberates through the walls, as if to dispute her.

"Well, whatever is, I'll look into it for you," Sally clears her throat as looks at her nude mistress (and lifelong crush). "I... I'll have the servants fetch some water, just wait here."

The exhausted, overwhelmed Hilda plops down on a bunch and sighs as Sally skitters away.

What a day...

The naked, naughty knight shivers in pleasure as she remembers all the humiliating and exciting things she's done since she left yesterday.

The stripping... being exposed... the...

Hilda giggles quietly and runs a hand over her soft tummy, down to her increasingly red and puffy pussy lips.

The baron...

Hilda looks around the empty bath room and then pricks her ears up.

No one's around...

Her hand slips back down between her legs and brushes against her stiffening clit.

But what if someone caught me?

Hilda gasps as she feels - and smells - herself growing wetter.

"They'd think I was a naughty girl..." Hilda mumbles as her other hand goes to her stiff nipple and pinches it.