Sally is gone!

Hilda is desperate for help and comfort, but... her mistress is gone!

I... I'm all alone!

The formerly-fearsome warrior starts to hyperventilate as she looks around, too indecisive to do anything other than stand there as several women approach her.

One is a large-breasted and rather matronly bar wench with big poofy brown hair. The second is a petite, raven-haired, rather snooty-looking upper-class woman dressed in her fine silks and wimple hat. The third is a red-headed milk maid.

"You silly thing," says the redhead. "What are you doing out here all alone?"

"Would you like to come home with me, little slut?" Asks the noble woman. "I can think of a million ways we could have fun..."

"Don't be so shy girl!" The says bar wench as she bites her lip. "You've got it, so flaunt it!"

The lusty women inch there way closer to Hilda as she continues to do nothing.

I want my mistress!