"You don't get to choose"

Hilda's lips quiver as she tries to form a cohesive thought and answer her mistress, but she's just too turned on.

"I... mmmm... " Hilda whimpers in obvious carnal distress.

Sally silences her with a sloppy, messy kiss.

The disgraced noble coos as she lets her former servant have her way with her.

"Shhhh... " Sally says when she finally breaks away from Hilda. "Don't worry your pretty little head, slave. You don't get to pick."

Hilda gasps as Sally rips the leaf from her body, completely exposing her yet again.

"M-mistress... " the slave formerly-known-as Hilda mewls as she submissively clings to Sally. Her breathing is ragged and her juices are flowing so much, the dirt beneath her has turned to mud.

"You belong to me, in body..." Sally says as she slides her fingers into her slave's sloppy snatch and pinches her property's clit and whispers into Hilda's ear. "And soul. "

Hilda wails as she cums again, all sense of her past self and what she once was leaking out of her as she messily squirts and sprays all over her diminutive misstress's petite hand.

Her eyes glow pink once more, but this time they stay that way as she passes out, clinging to Sally and mumbling gibberish.