A struggling clue

After as hort walk Evellyn hears some noise up ahead on the trail, as the path ascends a sloping hill. Is that… a voice? A muffled one from the sounds of it.

Wary, but her curiosity piqued, Evellyn approaches. Upon cresting the ridge line she is met with an unexpected sight. A naked woman with a bun of blonde hair, her ankles tied and her wrists bound above her head, dangles a few inches from the ground as she’s suspended from a rope slung over a high branch. She’s blindfolded and gagged, swaying ever so gently as she struggles against her bondage. Her boobs bounce rhythmically with every exertion, their crowns tracing enticing figure eights in the air. A little piece of handiwork you’ve left behind for her. After all you recall Evellyn demanded not to be seen by anyone and you didn’t want to make it too easy to commandeer clothing either, so you figured this to be the best of both worlds.

Evellyn sighs and comes closer, spotting some words that are written on the woman’s stomach in ink:

”Check rear for instructions.”

Evellyn rolls her eyes, but does as instructed, prodding the woman on the thigh to send her gently spinning around her axis as she continues to dangle from the rope. The victim flinches at the unexpected touch, yelping into her gag. As her curvy butt comes into view, Evellyn mutters the words written across the cheeks:

”Next split, turn left.”