... put the gag back on

You quickly take the ballgag and stuff it back into Evellyn’s mouth before any more creative cursework can stream out of her mouth. Evellyn tries to resist but there’s not much she can do - blindfolded and tied up as she is. Evellyn is redfaced and absolutely seething; you’re pretty sure she’d cut you in twain if she had her sword with her.

You fold your arms: “So I guess the next thing on the docket is to go check out this artificer. You seem a little tied up at the moment so I’ll go over, do some interrogating, and then meet you back at your place in… say, an hour. Sound good?”

Evellyn muffles something unintelligible.

”I’m sorry I can’t quite hear you. Just nod if you agree, and jiggle your tits if you have anything to add.”

Evellyn continues to try to mumble past the ballgag, but at your continued insistence you can’t understand her, she slowly gives in and hop up on her toes a handful of times to make her boobs wobble up and down. Satisfied at watching the hypnotic pattern of her twirling nipples, you go over and undo the ballgag again - though she’s still blindfolded.

Evellyn spits and clears her mouth. ”I said ‘untie me first!!’”

-“But what would that contribute to the mission? It’s merely bad for unit morale.”

”Don’t refer to your one-inch boner as ‘unit morale’…” Evellyn gripes.

-“Ouch, low blow.” You switch over to a sincere tone: ”How about I release you from these bindings then, and take you out of the public eye. Sound good?”

”Yes, obviously,” she gnashes.