Hilda's no knight, not any more.

Hilda nervously gulps, her throat suddenly dry. The thought of giving in to this woman, her mistress, is more than her magically-scrambled mind can take.

The fat, slutty, horny ex-knight crawls forward, her breasts and belly rubbing along the ground and her ass jiggling in the air as she makes her way to the fox girl.

Milly drinks in the sight of her weak, willing slave and starts to finger herself again. "God! You're so pathetic!" Milly mocks her prize as she takes her sticky fingers and smears her fluids into Hilda's hair and onto her face.

Hilda moans in pleasure and shame, loving the degradation. She even opens her mouth and tries to suck Milly's fingers clean, but instead finds her face being drawn towards the fox girls furry, dripping snatch.

"Get to work, slave!" Milly demands as she presses Hilda's face to her crotch.

Hilda squeaks for a moment and gets down to business, cooing in pleasure as she laps up mistress's cunny honey.

"Mmmmm... this is what you were meant for girl!" Milly moans as she continues to guide Hilda. "Forget all that nonsense about being a knight and a noble. This is where you belong!"

Hilda closes her eyes and savors the flavor of her mistress as she continues to lap at her creamy cunt.

This... this is me... the real me...