Hilda teases her

The journey is long and arduous, not least because Hilda never stops playing with Hunk's tool.

She rubs it, squeezes it, she even occasionally kneels down to kiss it or suck on it, but never enough to give poor Hunk his release.

By the time they arrive on the outskirts of Pilla, the man is at his wits end and struggling not to blast his cream all over mistress (a few spankings and strict words along the way have been enough to discourage that, at least so far).

"Looks like we're here, ****" Hilda says as she gives Hunk a nice, hard squeeze.

Pilla had long been a village thick with thieves, but knowledge of that fact was still relatively rare. Victims, especially nobles and rich merchants, didn't like to talk about their embarrassing encounters.

The villagers had gotten used to seeing people quickly leave town under humiliating circumstances, but they weren't prepared for the sight before them.

"It's time you pay up," Hilda says to Hunk with a wicked smile as her jewelry glows once more. He whimpers in pleasure and shame, too horny to actually do anything about it.