Things get back to normal... sort of

Hilda and Hunk lie in the hallway, still in each others' arm.

Hilda is drooling little bit, and quietly snoring as she uses her lover's shredded chest like a pillow. Her face has a look on it of utter tranquility.

Hunk looks pretty happy too, if the smile on his face... or the morning wood between his legs is any indicator.

About six feet down the hallway, Sally appears to have certainly enjoyed herself as well. She's sleeping naked in a chair near the door, her hand still on her pussy. Evidently she discovered where her crush and Hunk had gotten off to at some point and decided to enjoy the show.

Elsewhere throughout the keep, the peasants, guards, maids, and everyone also are slowing coming to as well, with little to no regrets.

Horatio, the captain of the guard seems especially content to let his head rest between Nahla's massive breasts just a little longer.

But, sadly, this peaceful, restful morning must eventually come to an end, and soon the daily routine resumes, albeit a little slower and with significantly less clothing involved.

Many of last night's orgy participants discover that they destroyed much of their clothing while in the throes of passion, and more than a handful of them are **** to work the next day bottomless, topless, or even naked!

It gives the whole day an air of naughty silliness to it that gradually grows more erotic as more and more people 'accidentally' damage or lose their remaining bits of clothing...

Eventually, the commotion grows loud enough to finally wake Hilda up at around 2 in the afternoon.

The bleary-eyed noble groans as she looks around.