No

"We're going to sell them," Sally says as Hilda's heart skips a beat. "I could use the coin."

"B-but... " Hilda trails off as she squeezes her thighs together as her nethers leak and tremble.

"You have proven yourself time and again to be a weak, easily distracted slut, Hilda," Sally says. "You would just find a way to lose whatever I gave you."

The words rock the former noble to her quivering, warm, soft, gooey core. She tries to respond, but they hit too close to home, and our once-proud warrior feels herself getting ever weaker and timid as her eyes glow pink and the tiny tyrant's glow blue yet again.

"P-please..." Hilda whimpers.

Sally leans in close and slips a couple fingers into Hilda's mouth, which the larger woman starts to suck subconsciously. "And I like the way you look right now," Sally whispers.

Hilda mewls submissively at being praised and closes her eyes.

"But if you don't like your outfit," Sally says as she gently pulls on Hilda's messy hair. "I can take it away, and then you could parade around completely naked. Would you like that? All those eyes on you... wanting you? Lusting after you?"

Hilda moans as she continues to suck on her mistress's fingers. Her own hands start to slide down towards her hot, horny hole. She stops when she gets to her thighs.

Mistress didn't say I could touch myself...

"What will it be, slave?" Sally asks as she slips her hand into her shirt to tug on her own flat chest. "Should I take this away?" She asks as her other hand caresses Hilda's last remaining cover.

The lewd lady gasps as Sally teases her once more. Both of their faces are flush with arousal.

"Should I let the world see you as you really are?" Sally whispers into her former mistress's ear.

Hilda's heart is pounding. She looks into Sally's eyes and answers.