She does

I do feel pretty gross... Silvia thinks as she looks over her naked, muddy and bruised body.

"Ok... let's go," the drow says, exhaustion creeping into her voice. It's been a long day and she just wants to forget. "But don't try any funny business, ****."

Hilda sarcastically bows to the nude drow, eager to get her hands all over the naughty hottie. "Of course, mistress..."

There's got to be a river around here somewhere, right? Hilda thinks as she takes Silvia's hand.

"Hey! Stop that!" The little drow barks. "I didn't allow you to touch me."

Hilda jumps at the surprisingly angry response, her own submissive side slipping back out. "S-sorry mistress..."

"I... I don't like being touched," the elf says defensively. "Not unless I say so."

"O-okay," Hilda says as she looks around the forest.

A cool breeze blows through the foliage, making Hilda shiver. The ex-knight has probably wandered these woods a dozen times on her heroic quests, but never like this. She places her hands over her privates and her ample breasts to shield them from the cold and then takes a moment to try to get her bearings.

"Well?!" Silvia angrily asks as she smacks the human's fat, jiggly ass. "Get going!"

Hilda yelps in surprise as she loses her concentration and blushes, first in shock and then at embarrassment as she feels the hand covering her crotch growing wet.

"Th-this way..." the horny human stammers as she picks a random direction and leads them both deeper into the woods, to an unknown fate...