No

Ever so slowly Katarina opened her eyes following her quick climax and looked over to the door. Finally noticing that the rags had moved away from the door and water was seeping in she quickly grabbed the cloth that she had wrapped her chain-mail in and stuffed it underneath the door stopping the leakage. She wouldn't need that cloth anyway she should be finishing her armor tonight.

With the immediate problem out of the way Katarina looked over to the anvil and her chain-mail.

The horn of the anvil looks rather inviting doesn't it

Katarina shook her head trying to get stray thoughts out of her head. The anvil was a tool of her trade and not to be confused with such desires.

But riding Bell is one of the best feelings yet so unsatisfying. Besides nobody is here and the storm seems to be taking longer than expected. You'll have time to finish the armor even if you take a little break.

That was clearly an irrational thought, she hadn't started working yet how could she take a break! But then again, grinding the anvil with her body seems so inviting...