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Pammy scrambles down the street, running in a blind panic.

Her heart is pounding as her bare feet slap across the stone streets. Her breathing is ragged as she tries to process all the emotions running through.

G-Gods! How is she going to explain this to the watch? Hell, how is she going is she going to get untied and get inside her apartment? How is she...

Pammy's thoughts are driven from her mind when she turns a corner and runs into a group of five or six people unloading crates from a wagon.

She squeaks in surprise into her gag and then instantly regrets it as the gaggle of coarse, burly, rugged men and women stop what they're doing and turn to see what made such an adorable noise.

The whole street goes silent as everyone stares at the naked, bound woman in front of them while Pammy, bless her sweet heart, freezes like a deer in headlights as she looks back...