Yes, sort of

Hilda sighed as she, Sally, and Jennette made their way towards Brandt Keep.

Jennette was leading the way, smugly sitting atop her cute little donkey as she absentmindedly played with her many pieces of jewelry.

Hilda and Sally were both trudging along behind her on foot, in the mud, and still completely naked.

Hilda had wanted to take witch's abandoned clothing, even if it was ripped and dirty, but Sally had insisted she leave it behind, out of fear it would blow their already scanty cover about being 'Bare-Barians' from the distant and exotic 'Bikini Coast.'

The nude knight sighed and looked at the dull iron sword in her hand, one of the handful of items they had managed to scrounge from the witch's wagon. It wasn't up to the noblewoman's usual standards, but it was better than nothing.

Gods! I miss my magic sword.

"Hilda," Sally nervously whispers as she and her mistress/lover trudge naked through the mud back towards their former home. "What are we gonna do?!"

The cross-eyed woman is clinging to a wooden quarterstaff, also recovered from the wagon (Hilda was worried Sally might hurt herself if she was given anything with a sharp edge).

"Not so loud," Hilda whispers as the two look over at Jennette.

The royal tax collector is a good 10 feet ahead of them, remaining nice and clean from atop her mount. The two nudie cuties look at her with murderous envy as their bare feet continue to sink into the cold, squishy mud.

"Well, unless they invited any of their friends over, there were four thieves in that gang that swindled us out of our home, right?" Hilda asks as they continue trudging along.

"Y-yeah?" Sally responds, blushing as she remembers how those girls humiliated her and Hilda.

"So, I figure we use Jennette over there to distract them while we get the drop on them and take them all out," Hilda says, grinning from ear to ear as she swings her sword.

"You... you're going to kill them?" Sally asks in shock.

"What? No," Hilda responds, shaking her head. "After what they did..." The naked noble bites her lips and rubs her thighs together as her mind wanders back to that encounter.

It had been so shameful, so embarrassing, so...

"So hot..." Hilda mumbles as her heart beats a little faster and her lower lips get a little wetter.

"What was that?" Sally asks, pulling Hilda out of her steamy memory.

The knight's face goes crimson as she shakes her head, trying to get the image... and taste... out of her mind.

"I s-said I want to see them humiliated," Hilda says.

"But, what about Jennette? Will she be ok?" Sally asks.

"Hey!" The tax collector yells as she turns to scowl at them, another half-eaten apple in her hand. "Keep it down back there! I'm not paying you to yammer on about whatever!" She says before piggishly taking another loud bite out of the piece of fruit.

"She'll be fine," Hilda says in a dead pan tone.