They are joined by some familiar companions

Hilda and Silvia stand there, squirming and growing wetter as the attention of the crowd washes over them.

Their collars are both glowing bright pink now, and poor little Silvia has even started to mewl and pant as her love juices dribble down her thighs in sight of everyone.

And that development does not go unnoticed.

The rowdy crowd hoops and hollers as they enjoy the free show, especially the locals who couldn't normally afford to view one of Hilda and Silvia's performances.

"Look at those sluts!"

"What I wouldn't give to give them both a taste!"

Hilda bites her lip and suppresses a moan as she feels her clit grow achingly hard. She'd take little Silvia right here and now in front of everyone if only mistress gave her permission.

Silvia's knees are now trembling as the magically glowing collar around her neck robs her of the last of her strength and willpower, replacing it only with lust.

The horny drow looks as though she's about to cum and collapse right there when her new owner emerges once more, with two familiar faces by her side.

"Enough!" The dark elf slaver barks as Hilda and Silvia both try to stand at attention once again, the love juices now dripping from their needy pussies onto the ground below.

"Go with the others," the slaver commands as Marichka and Sorina, the two formerly babushka-clad elves move up next to Hilda and Silvia, each one standing on either side of the former warriors-turned-strippers-turned-slaves.

Hilda gets a look at Marichka out of the corner of her eye and can't help but gasp.