Ask for help.

"Sorry for peeking again, Ahab, **** of habit." Ming Zhao says as she about-faces to take her eyes off my member, inadvertently tripping up my librarian lady friend who also took the opportunity to peep.

Why did I have to be the only one completely naked, and with both hands cuffed? I don't have any way to hide!

My mental complaints about my situation quell upon seeing Ming Zhao's gorgeous, thong-clad ass not eight feet away, and her thinking over a potential solution. The brilliant businesswoman yelps when she realizes she's on the receiving end of a pair of leering eyes, but gets back at me by turning back around and looking down briefly before she announces, "Okay, new plan. Let's check whether Raquel is still around here, I'm certain that she isn't an objectively horrible person, so she should be willing to help us out."

I'm not sure whether I've met this 'Raquel' but nod vigorously in affirmation of the plan anyway. We venture tentatively back into the garden, and I'm thankful that they let me hide behind them, since I have no other way to cover myself up at all.

Zelda, with a small arm clutched across her equally small breasts, tries to lead us through the opulent garden so nobody sees us, and mostly succeeds. I think I only heard thirty-seven humiliating wolf whistles directed at us on our journey to the woman who might be our salvation.

As we approach the main square, I see the curvy dog walker lady from earlier sitting down next to her beagle on a fold out chair, busking by playing a banjo while singing some weird song about a "Blue canary in the outlet by the light switch, who watches over you~"

When she sees us her eyes go wide, "What the-!?" and she quickly sets her instrument down before running closer to us. "Ming Zhao, Hot Gardener In his Boxers, and Lady I've Never Met Before, what happened to you when I wasn't there? You're all wearing handcuffs and nothing else! Not that it's a bad look for you or anything..."

"I don't wish to talk about it Raquel, just, please understand that we're kind of traumatized right now and really need your help." My crush pleads with the comely busker, clearly wanting out of this nightmare as soon as possible.

"Sure thing, Ming Zhao, I'll do whatever I can, but only on one condition..."

Raquel looks me dead in the eye and says,

"You have to let me see your dick."