The laundress wants to wash away more of Belinda's wealth

Belinda groaned and stretched her arms. She unceremoniously scratches herself, forgetting that someone else might be in the room.

Sandy takes a look at Belinda, and the valuable dress she's wearing. She sees the large spot on it spreading out from Belinda's crotch and comes up with an idea.

"Hello your majesty, did you have a nice rest?" Inquires the laundress as she gets done stuffing her plunder into the laundry cart.

"Oh!" Says the startled queen, not realizing anyone was there. "It was nice, yes..." the queen blushes as she thinks back on her dirty dream. Her nap has left her very wound up and in need of some 'me time'. "Thank you for asking...?"

"It's Sandy," the laundress said flatly. She'd worked here for 6 years, and the queen still didn't know her name. "Uh oh, it looks like her majesty has had an accident," giggles Sandy. "Or were you just having another dream about the king?"

Belinda's face turns red in embarrassment and she giggled as well. Her wet dreams had become common knowledge throughout the castle, but only the laundress and a couple of the maids had acknowledged it to the queen. "This time he took me from behind in the throne room," she bashfully said as she covered up her face with her hands.

Sandy just giggled and sighed. She remembered when the king had actually done that with her. He had been so powerful, commanding and forceful. He'd had her wear one of the queen's dresses, and even let her keep it afterward. She quickly snaps out of her reverie. "Well, you can't go walking around looking like that. We need to get you out of those clothes."

Belinda stood up and held her arms up straight over her head. Sandy quickly pulled the dress off Belinda and added it to her pile of loot. The queen would never wear such nice clothes ever again. Sandy then made her move for Belinda's underwear. Thanks to Xalandra's magic, the queen had become so leaky the garment was completely see-through.

Now relieved of her panties, Belinda stood naked before her soon-to-be-ex-servant. Her love juices continued to flow freely down her chunky thighs.

"I want to wear my red dress," said Belinda, her eye sight was so poor she couldn't see that all of her dresses, and not just the red one, had already been stolen.