Bend over

"Milady, I need you to turn around, bend over, and grab on to the tub, please," Gorthac says

Hilda contemplates arguing, but chickens out, and does as she's told. She doesn't even whimper.

"Spread your legs apart, please," Gorthac orders, and Hilda obliges, too humiliated to speak.

The nude noble takes a wide stance, exposing every inch of her most intimate areas. Her face burns hot with shame as she feels Sally and Gorthac both staring at her sodden box and backdoor.

"Hmmm..." the 'healer' hums as his face moves to just inches away from Hilda's lady garden. "I'm going to have to do a much more thorough examination."

The naked knight gulps nervously as she feels the man's breath blowing across her horny hole...