Yes

Hunk stepped back and stared down at her. "Make it fast, witch."

"M-My name is Hestia. I was the vizier to the first Baron of your land. Your father promised me wealth and land if I would counsel him and provide him with magic. But all he did was use me for war. He tried to subjugate all the other lands."

"Isn't that why the delegation is meeting?" Phiala asked.

"Yes," Hestia said. "I was thrown aside when he had no more use for me. I wanted to grab him and use him to humiliate for everything he had done, but I accidentally took his son. The spell stole his clothes as he came here."

"Well, why didn't you say anything? Or send us back?" Hilda asked.

"I was up against a dwarf, a knight, and an orc! I had to appear strong or you would have killed me!"

"Half-orc!" Shanks corrected.

Hestia shamefully looked to the ground. "Look, I'm sorry! I'll find a way to make up for what I did to you, but I refuse to give up my vengeance against your father! Not after what he did!"

"I see," Hunk said. "Then I have **** but to punish you."

Hestia held out her hands for mercy, forsaking modesty for desperation. "Wait, stop! Don't kill me!"

"Kill you?" Hunk repeated. "Hestia, I do things a little different than my father. Especially for beautiful witches that thrive on humiliation."

He gently took Hestia into his arms and spun her around, lightly pushing her down on all fours. "H-Hunk? What are you doing?" Hestia asked.

"Giving you a taste of your own medicine."

He slowly entered her from behind, and immediately the dungeon filled with Hestia's screams of pleasure.