"That depends..."

"That depends..." Sally says as she leers at the lewd elf, her eyes glowing once more. "Do you want to go free, or be my slave?"

"What kind of question is that?!" The elf angrily answers. "I am no one's slave!"

"Very well," Sally says with a smile. "You may go as a free woman." Sally holds a scrap of cloth in her hand and theatrically sniffs it. "Of course, free women are also free of clothes..."

"Y-you mean... I'll be n-naked?!" Daala stammers as Hilda crawls towards her from behind. "That... that would be s-scandalous!" Her pussy trembles at the thought of being forced to parade her bare body throughout this foreign land. "It's outrageous!"

"Then be like me," Hilda says as she kisses her way up the woman's back. "It's soooooooooo gooooood," she whispers into Daala's pointed ear. The horny, disgraced noble woman's face is still covered in Daala's juices and her breath smells like the elf's sex.

Daala blushes and shudders as Hilda's hand finds its way back to the elf's leaky love hole. "I..."

"Be my slave," Sally says, "and I shall clothe you as one befitting your station."

"Do it..." Hilda says as she nibbles on the elf's ear, eliciting another squeal from Daala.

The elf is panting now. Her toes curl and she mewls helplessly as Hilda plays with her tits and caresses her clit.