Bottomless Bartender

The rogue had so many different choices. But she was staring at that plump butt for so long, she knew that she needed to see it more clearly.

With a few subtle slashes with her dagger, a few untied strings and some soft tugs, the bartender's pants came falling down. Thanks to the slashes, they fell to pieces actually. And the bartender was none the wiser.

The rogue grinned as she stared.

The bartender's butt was pale and exposed to anyone who could see.

Didn't help that the bartender seemingly didn't wear underwear of any kind. So her pussy and trimmed bush were out too. Luckily, the bar kept those concealed.