Yes, sort of

Silvia smiles cruelly as she looks over the ex-Matron. She's only been in charge for a couple of minutes, but she's already going mad with power.

Pooky looks at her nervously, awkwardly running her hands over her soft, supple body. All she has on are the pink fuzzy cuffs on her ankles and wrists.

"I think I know what would be perfect for you..." Silvia says with a chuckle.

"Is it a nice, pretty dress? I've got a ton of those that would be perfect for traveling in!" Pooky asks excitedly as she walks towards one of the other dressers.

"No..." Silvia says with a smile.

"Oh... ok. So an adventurer's outfit, then? I guess that would be more sensible..." Pooky says as she waddles towards another wardrobe.

"Uh-uh," Silvia says, her smile getting bigger.

"Um... well what then, Mistress?" Pooky asks, starting to feel confused.

"That," Silvia says pointing behind Pooky.

She turns around and looks confused.

"That's, that's a trash can..." Pooky says.

"What's in it?" Silvia asks.

Pooky walks over and bends at the waist giving Silvia another perfect view of her big, slappable ass.

"Um... there's a couple pieces of twine?" Pooky says, fishing them out and bringing them back to her mistress.

Silvia takes one and ties it around Pooky's neck, and tosses the rest on the ground.

"Now you're perfect!" Silvia says.