Not far enough from the Karen (alt)

Vanessa ran for a few more seconds when she was tackled and fell to the ground.

"Ow, what was that for?" she asked angrily and turned to see the Karen before she froze and the color drained from her face.

"You think you can run away from me like that? Get over here!" the Karen pulled her up and dragged her by the arm.

"Where are you taking me?" Vanessa asked.

"Oh, I'm actually friends with the mayor of the village," she smirked as she brought the lass to the village square. This was an Eastern European village, one where they still had the medieval pillory in the square for the tourists and their money. Nobody was ever put inside it these days, but the Karen, it turned out, knew the right people and had the keys. "You will pay dearly for what you've done."

"Please, please, no..." Vanessa was powerless as the Karen dragged her to the pillory, opened it, and put her head and arms in the wooden restraint, closing it and trapping the poor girl.

"Oh, and one more thing. I wasn't going to do this originally, but trust me, you're most of the way here, and..." she said as she thrust her thumbs in the waistband of Vanessa's panties and pulled down, "this is better than little girl undies." She decided to take away Vanessa's shoes and socks as well while she was down there, and the girl could only cry out.

"Since I'm nice," the Karen noted, "here's your stuff back" as she put Vanessa's purse in her immobilized right hand and walked away while a crowd started forming.