Hilda punishes Bev while Jennette explores the keep

"Hold this," Hilda commands as she hands her weapon to Sally.

"Yes Hilda," Sally responds. Just seeing her mistress/crush being assertive again is making her heart flutter.

The naked, but still somehow fearsome knight, slowly slides to the ground, biting her lip as the cold stone floor touches her bare bum.

"P-please! L-let me go! Y-you don't have to do this!" Bev whimpers as the sky-clad cutie pulls the trembling, nude thief upright and then forward so she is bent over Hilda's knee.

"You're going to pay for what you did!" Hilda growls as she pinches Bev's enormous booty.

"Ouch! But... but I thought I already did? W-with the tax lady?" The blushing, big, beautiful woman stammers as she pitifully tries to blow the loose strands of hair that keep falling in front of her face.

"No, we... uh... we don't know anything about that," Hilda says as her eyes nervously dart about in a highly suspicious manner.

"Wait a minute," Bev says as she squirms on her naked captor's lap, unintentionally stimulating some exposed and sensitive places on both their bodies. "Wasn't that little bitch looking for a Hilda? Something about taxes?"

"N-No!" Hilda guiltily blurts out as her own cheeks burn bright with shame.

"I knew it!" Bev smugly smiles as she temporarily forgets her own predicament. "Cheating the system," the thief shakes her head I disgust. "Even the Thieves Guild always makes sure to pay its share of FICA."

"Sh-shut up!" Hilda says, her tone growing whimpier as the pitch of her voice rises. "I-I'm a job creator!"

"Oh Hilda," Sally says as she shakes her head in shame, the disappointment clearly audible in her tone.

"I... I'm not on trial here!" The naked knight squeaks as her authority and imposing demeanor evaporate in an instant. "I'm the victim here! And I'm getting my revenge!"

"Tell that to tax collect-OWIE!" Bev cries as Hilda starts slapping the (professional) thief's big, fat bum. She futilely kicks her legs as each slap makes her whole body jiggle.

Sally nervously gulps as this whole display leaves her feeling even more flustered than before.

Meanwhile, as the erotic sounds of skin slapping skin echo through the empty hallways, Jennette continues her exploration of Brandt Keep. She's not exactly sure where the mistress's chambers are (ok, she has NO clue whatsoever), and soon starts opening doors at random.

"Maybe this one?" The little tyrant mutters aloud as she opens the door to an (empty) broom closet. "No." She tries another. "This one? No."

Jennette tries three more doors, all of them leading to other empty rooms.

"Fourth time's the charm, right?" She says as she turns the handle on the door leading into the kitchen...