There's just too much debauchery to contain it all to a single room.

A lusty, carnal madness overtakes the keep and its inhabitants, and soon the entire place is going wild. Sexy singles go in search of other people to play with while horny couples (and triples) slink away to other rooms to have their fun in private.

The wine cellar is raided by thirsty servants who liberate the few remaining bottles from Hilda's once-ample supply and pour them all over their lovers and then lap up the expensive booze.

Tables are haphazardly cleared of their expensive antiques and valuables, many of them breaking in the process, so they can be used for fucking.

The walls start shaking rhythmically, as moans and grunts echo through the keep. Expensive paintings and irreplaceable family portraits going back generations shake free of their hangings and clatter to the ground, often damaging if not utterly ruining them in the fall. Even the mortar starts to crumble.

But Hilda doesn't notice any of it. She's too busy playing with Horatio's hard cock (her other two boy toys were pressed into 'service' elsewhere). She licks it and strokes it, and even plays with his balls, but it isn't enough for the insatiable minx.

"Take me!" She orders as she looks up at the flabbergasted captain of the guard. She lies back on the cold stone floor, spreading her legs wide to expose her freshly-shaved pussy. "Pound me into the dirt! Make me scream!"