Her dress

"Let's start with this!" Silvia says as she forcefully grabs ahold of Pooky's elegant dress and yanks it from the Matron's body.

"Noooooooooo!" Pooky whines as its ripped away from her, exposing her bra, panties... and a corset? "Please! G-give it back!"

"You don't deserve it," Silvia says as she starts to really get into her role. "A real drow would have never let me take it!"

Pooky trembles in pleasure, her surprisingly soft body jiggling enticingly as her panties visibly dampen. "I... I am a drow m-matron! I command a legion of followers. You can't do this too me!"

"Oh I think I can," Silvia says as she moves in on the larger woman. She grabs ahold of Pooky's corset and starts to unlace it, standing on her tippy-toes to whisper into the bigger woman's ear. "And I will."

Pooky moans as she feels the corset slacken and is then pushed onto her big, soft bed. Silvia soon follows, straddling her matron's leg.

"Just what are you trying to hide?" Silvia taunts as she finishes unlacing Pooky's corset and starts to pull on it.

"N-nooo! Not thaaaaaaaat!" Pooky squeals in actual embarrassment.