Yes

"Take them," Magallah whispers in defeat.

Hilda and Silvia both gasp in shock and cling even tighter to each other.

At least we aren't being separated. They both think, even if they wouldn't tell each other that.

The drow buyer pulls a single coin out of her pocket and casually tosses it to the foolish businesswomen.

"I'll take them both now, thank you." The smug buyer declares.

She snaps her fingers, and two collars appear on the ground in front of Hilda and Silvia.

Dark elves are generally known for possessing magical abilities, Silvia had told her human companion. She just happened to be one of the unlucky exceptions.

"Put those on," the buyer commands.

Hilda and Silvia shakily take the collars and willingly, if reluctantly comply.

Each slave moans as their bondings click into place and begin to glow.

"Stand up and follow me," their new owner commands.

"Yes, mistress," the two slaves say in unison as they each feel a strange, if quite pleasing, tingling sensation coursing through their soft, naked bodies.