You demand her assistance...

After you finish your desecration of her, you slide your dick out and stand above her feeling fulfilled and refreshed as she lays sobbing on your bed...

"Girl!" You yell at her, not a bit of remorse in your tone

"I've changed my mind, I would like you to pick something for me to wear and help me with it". She slowly rises from the bed, obviously in pain and does her best to quickly finish making the bed before she hobbles over to your expansive wardrobe, picking through the fineries for something that suits your royalty. She returns with a heavy outfit of fine furs and embroidered cloth, as well as a gilded piece of shoulder armor for show of your strength.. "Is this alright my lord?" She asks you, holding back her tears..."Yes it seems to be" you respond. She helps you get dressed before asking what you would like to do...