The show must go on

The mixture of shame, excitement, humiliation and the ongoing stimulation from her all-natural dildo pushes Hilda over the edge and into the most intense orgasm of her life.

Her whole body shakes as she screams, but she never loses eye contact with the crowd of spectators. Her arms tremble, her legs spasm, and her pussy lets loose a torrent of liquid the likes of which Hilda has never seen as she loses all muscle control in her body.

Silvia isn't doing much better than Hilda as she squeaks her way to her own prize as her lower body gets covered in sexual juices.

Hilda lies naked atop the drow, completely exposing every inch of her bare body to the crowd as the cucumber casually slides out of her gaping gash.

It then falls forward, popping from Silvia and rolling towards the edge of the platform were it is instantly snagged by one perverted watcher.

Ok, calm down. Everyone just saw you committing filthy, lewd acts in public (which sends another shiver of pleasure up her body). But rest easy, they didn't catch your name. You're still safe. You still have your honor.

"Let's hear it for 'Lady' Hilda "The Harlot" Brandt and her petite little friend!" Shouts someone in the crowd.

Shouts of approval and applause fills Hilda's ears as her face turns crimson red and she tries feebly to cover herself. Unfortunately that last orgasm really took it out of her and she just ends up flopping about a little and giving people different angles of her assets.

WHY?! WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME?!

Hilda is completely exhausted, and despite her overwhelming desire to stand up, run away, and find a hole to crawl into, she quickly falls asleep in Silvia's arms while the whole village chants "LONG LIVE HILDA THE HARLOT!"