Yes

"L-like this?!" Daala whimpers while her compatriot simply moans.

"What's wrong with your outfit?" Sally mocks as she tugs on Daala's crotch covering with a grin. "Feeling a little over dressed?"

"N-no mistress!" Daala says desperately tries to retie her rag. In her zeal, she accidentally rips the flimsy garment, but thankfully (at least to her), it isn't enough to ruin it.

Sally smiles at her elven slave's obvious distress and then tosses her the set of clothes she pinched from the naked, sleeping man lying next to the village gate. "Carry these," the tiny tyrant orders, and then giggles when Daala almost drops them. "Careful girl, or I'll march you through town like Hilda over there."

Daala gulps nervously as she looks at her fellow slave. Hilda is leaning against a post, struggling to suppress her moans as she discreetly tries to play with her pussy and maul her breasts. Her face blushes crimson when she realizes she's caught. Her hands go back to her sides, exposing her entire body once more, and producing a shiver in the shamed slut.

"Now then," Sally says as she claps her hands together. "Let's get going!"

"B-but mistress," Daala nervously interjects once more. "What about Argoss?"

"Who?" Sally asks before following Daala's look over to the nude man still sleeping on the ground. His spent cock dangling between his legs, dribbling cum as her snores. "Oh..." Sally licks her lips as she drinks in his bare body...