Ogle her some more.

The barwench stands before you, her hands tied behind her back, nude except for her red panties, pretty, frustrated and eminently ogleable. "Stop looking!" she demands. "Don't you have any respect for a lady's dignity?"

"You're nothing but a barwench," you remind her. "You never had any dignity to begin with. Also, no."

"I'm in my... my underthings! Remove your eyes at once!"

"Hm. Nah." You feast your eyes on her semi-nudity as she hops up and down, utterly ashamed of her state of panty-clad undress and quite unable to cover up. She's swiftly beginning to hate you, but she knows she needs your help to get out of the situation. Not that you have any real plans to help her. You think she could handle just a little tiny bit more humiliation today.