Like a good girl

Hilda digs deep, looking for the strength to tell this pint-sized pilferer to get lost... but it just isn't there, not any more.

She looks up at her latest tormentor, eyes locking on Linny's. She blushes, feeling her own pussy getting wetter as she breathes in her own musky odor.

I... it's what I half to do...

Hilda lies to herself as she wraps her mouth around the bandit's hand and starts sucking it clean. It tastes tangy, and is fueling a burning warmth that's spreading out from the pit of Hilda's stomach.

This... this isn't so bad... and if I do this, she'll let me go... r-right?

Sexy thoughts of submission start to slip into Hilda's mind as she gets lost in her own taste. Hilda starts moaning as she rubs her sopping wet thighs together, never breaking eye contact with Linny.

Soon the thief is blushing, amazed and aroused by the sheer obsequiousness of this once-imposing warrior.

"Well... uh... I wasn't expecting that," Linny mumbles as she finally pulls her hand out of Hilda's mouth.

The naked noble groans in disappointment, trying to lick it as the thief moves her hand away.

"S-so will you let m-me go now?" The ex-warrior whimpers as her knees knock and toes tremble. "P-please?"

Linny looks down at the simpering sexpot, thinking about all the fun she could have with this girl.