Very much so

Hyte shivers in shame as she hears her booty shorts fall around her ankles with a dull 'PLOP!'

Underneath the flimsy garment is the elf's last line of defense. The only thing protecting her modesty from this ruthless, sensual (wait, what?), cunning, bully?

Hyte's flimsy, old, worn-out, and very unsexy panties. They're a particularly girly pair of dull pink granny panties, with bits of the stretched-out and used-up elastic band clearly visible. But the most humiliating part? The ever-growing wet spot spreading out from the middle of the garment's gusset... and the intoxicatingly naughty scent coming off of it.

The thoroughly embarrassed jailer whimpers and shuts her eyes tight as her pointed ears adorably droop. If her arms weren't effectively pinned at her sides by Silvia, she'd be covering her crimson-colored face.

"D-don't look..." Hyte mewls even as Silvia gasps in excitement.

"Mmmmmm," the little drow hums in approval as she drops to her knees and brings her face within a few inches of the little crotch covering. "Oh-ho-ho, what's this?" She asks as she sticks her tongue out and gently licks the wet spot on Hyte's panties.

The pale elf quivers and shakes as a moan escapes her lips.

"You dirty, dirty girl," Silvia says as she runs her hands up the elf's soft, milky-white thighs. "You love this don't you?"

"I-I... it... y-you..." Hyte says, unable to put her thoughts into words.

"What's wrong?" Silvia asks in mock concerns as she hooks her small, delicate fingers into the waistband of Hyte's granny panties. "This restrictive garment must be making it hard for you to breath..." she says with a devilish grin. "I think I better take it off, you know, for the good of your own health."

Hyte just stands their, panting and moaning as the wet spot on her panties continues to grow. The thought of being stripped naked and rendered helpless by her own prisoner is turning her brains to mush even as her lower lips quiver in anticipation.

"Guh..." the hot and horny elf mumbles, too aroused to even contemplate resisting.

"Good girl," Silvia says.

The praise just makes Hyte even wetter as her heart pounds away in her modest chest.

"Now lets get a proper look at you..." the drow says as pulls Hyte's panties down, peeling them away like the rind on an exotic (and quite fragrant) forbidden fruit.

Hyte leans back against the wall, almost cumming on the spot as she is robbed of her last little garment.

She's naked. At work. And at the mercy of a dangerous, deadly prisoner she was supposed to be in charge of.

I... I'm utterly helpless! She could do anything to me, and there's nothing I can do to stop her! G-gods! This is just like Maple Leaf Penitentiary all over again!

Hyte feels her cunny cream dribbling down her thighs and starts to suggestively rub them together. She can feel her achingly hard clit poking out from behind its hood, **** to be touched.

"You nasty, naughty girl," Silvia says, her own face flushed with arousal as she looks up into the trembling, sex-starved elf's eyes. "I think you need to be punished..."

Hyte can only nod her head in agreement as another moan escapes her lips.