They forgot to give her something very important

Hilda trundles into the hallway, completely naked except for the rags binding her wrists behind her back.

"W-what's going on?" Hilda asks her husband.

Hunk is holding an empty potato sack in front of his crotch with one hand and is pulling her arm with the other. He looks back at her frantically.

"We didn't give Tina her birthday present!" He shouts, his hands wildly gesticulating (which means he drops the sack covering his cock).

Hilda's eyes go wide in terror. "Y-you mean..."

Hunk grimly nods.

"Our baby's going out there... with nothing?!" Hilda screams.

Hunk grimly nods again.

"I... but..." Hilda stammers.

The sound of boot-clad feet echoes through the hallway as several heavily armed, and very much clothed, guards round the corner and run right into the very naked noble couple.

"Lord Hunkington! Lady Hilda!" It's the captain of the guard, a rather prudish woman named Carla (and one of the only people in the keep who doesn't know about Hunk and Hilda's... peculiarities).

She and the other four guardsmen and women with he stare at their nude masters.

"Oh!" Carla gasps, her face going red as she finds herself staring first at Hunk's hard-on, and then Hilda's bare, bound body. "Oh my!" She stammers as she drops her sword and covers her eyes.

The other guards start snickering.

Hunk squeaks in embarrassment and tries to cover his dick with his hands while the lady guards shoot him lusty looks.

Hilda freezes, whimpering and blushing in place. Her bindings prevent her from covering up and she's too worked up to even think of hiding behind her husband for even an attempt at restoring her modesty.

"W-what happened?!" Carla asks. Her voice quivering as she keeps her hands firmly planted over her eyes.

The laughing, giggling, screaming and shouting draws even more attention to our hapless couple, and soon even more people are coming to see what all the commotion is about. When they see the cause, they start laughing at (and lusting for) Hunk and Hilda.

Hilda moans as she gets redder and redder (while her pussy gets wetter and wetter) at this latest humiliation, until finally, the situation proves too much for the poor, sweet woman.

The once-mighty warrior lets out one final squeak, and then faints. She falls backwards onto her fat, squeezable ass, with a loud *plop* her legs spread wide and exposing her most precious place to world.