In her normal way

Hilda stands there in utter shock, completely naked before the world. Her tough-lady persona has been utterly stripped away, just like her clothing, and all that is left behind now is a naked, embarrassed, timid little girl.

Her face is red and her hair hangs loosely about her bare shoulders. Her exposed breasts with their oh-so-hard nipples bounce enticingly with each of Hilda's gasping breaths. Her soft, untoned tummy, which looks more at home on a well-fed tavern wench than a blood-thirsty warrior, jiggles hypnotically. Her ass sways slightly, as if inviting someone to spank it. The nude knight's hands are resting on her crotch, in a vain effort to hide her greatest feminine treasure from the crowd, but her lady pelt is so thick down there (she doesn't have time to trim it during adventures), that it spills out.

"Can... can I p-play again?" Hilda whimpily whispers in a frightened, trembling voice. "P-please?"

Khala shakes her head, "You've lost, it's time for you to go."

"B-but... I..." Hilda stammers and minces. The humiliated noble subtly slips a finger into her pussy, and covertly strokes herself.

Khala catches it with her keen eyes and smiles a little.

"Ok..." Hilda whimpers. "B-but can I at least get something to... to cover up with?"

"Sorry my lady, but no barrels for you," Khala says. She's getting turned on from watching this suddenly submissive slut squirm. "Sometimes a gambler has to know when to say 'pass.' Take that as today's lesson my lady." Khala states with smile, as she collects her winnings.

"I... ooooooooooo..." Hilda is speechless as her body quivers. "I have to leave like this?"