Herself!

Without a second thought, Sally grabbed the collar of her dress and tore it off with a loud RIIIIIP! The other women looked on in shock as she continued with her other boots, stockings, and undergarments, tossing them all on the ground and standing before them completely naked. "You want my lady and her, uh, friend to sell your cloth, yes? Well, wouldn't a show with three women be better than two?"

Jorella's mouth hung agape. Never had she thought this woman would stoop as low as to utterly humilate herself like that just to stick around a couple of slaves. Was she crazy? The merchant stammered, "Uh, b-bu- wha... I mean, how do you, umm, that is, are you even good enough for the job."

Sally's face turned red. She was running this gambit through sheer determination, and any wavering on her part would surely make her scream and run away from embarrassment. She had to get through this quickly before her resolve failed. So without thinking, she stomped over to Hilda and Silvia, bent down, and kissed Hilda squarely on the lips.

Hilda's eyes went wide. She almost broke away to ask what Sally was doing, but to her surprise, Sally was quite skilled with her tongue, and she soon found herself getting lost in the kiss. She reached up to caress Sally's hair, undoing the tight bun she'd had tied it into and running her fingers through it. It only took a second for the makeout session to completely dissolve any thoughts of resistance.

Sally let loose all her pent up lust for Hilda, and all her dirtiest fantasies bubbled to the surface. She swirled her tongue around Hilda's and just about dove onto her. Hilda's butt splashed into the mud, sending droplets onto Sally's no longer pristine skin. Had they not been deep in the alleys of smooch city, Sally and Hilda could have thought of that as Sally being ingratiated into Hilda's lowly status. This was only exemplified as Sally removed her glasses and tossed them away, doing away with her final possession and cementing herself as a slave.

Hilda wrapped her arms around Sally's back and held her tight. Sally fell to her knees, splashing more mud everywhere, and started to moan from Hilda's touch. Silvia sat back and watched, enraptured and getting muddier herself from the splashback. Jorella, despite her bewilderment at Sally's performance, felt a smile creep up the corners of her mouth. Grugluh stood silent, hoping someone would explain what had taken over these women to make them go completely mad. Were all human women like this?

Finally, Sally broke off the kiss with a POP sound, wiped her lips, and looked up to Jorella with a satisfied grin. "Was my audition good enough for you?"