She's found by Brandon, bound, naked, and in need of some help

After a couple tries, Mackenzie was able to flip herself over onto her back using her uninjured right leg. She had to be extra careful not to aggravate her sprained ankle, but she managed it. The redhead slowly sat up, wondering what on earth she was going to do next. And that was when Brandon returned.

A bright light suddenly shone on Mackenzie in the pitch darkness, and she immediately snapped her eyes shut. Brandon had finished descending the stairs, and his phone's flashlight illuminated the scene before him.

"Mackenzie! Are you al..." Brandon's words died down as he was greeted with the sight of Mackenzie's naked body, once again completely bared before him. Her beautiful round breasts, slender stomach, even her pussy were all visible as she sat on the carpet, eyes closed and arms behind her back. "Whoa... I, uh, I heard you scream and... I mean, are you alright?"

He fought the urge to take a picture of the naked bombshell sitting right in front of him, refusing to even cover herself now for some reason.

"I'm alright," Mackenzie said, opening her eyes just a little bit. She wasn't exactly eager to relay the implausible events that had just led to her hands getting bound behind her back. "I, uh, got startled by the thunder and the power going out and... kind of fell off the couch."

"Here, I can help you back onto the couch," Brandon volunteered, crouching down beside her. But he just couldn't resist getting a jab in. "So I see you're not even bothering to cover up anymore, huh?"

"That's not- UGH!" Mackenzie groaned. She couldn't really lie her way out of this scenario. In the end, she was just going to have to swallow her pride and accept Brandon's help. She really didn't think she was going to be able to break her newfound bonds on her own, anyway. "I had a little accident and got my hands wrapped up behind my back."

"I had a feeling you might ask for some help sooner or later. Though... I gotta say I wasn't expecting you to get your hands stuck behind your back," Brandon chuckled. But, before Mackenzie could get an angry retort out, he hastily continued, "So I brought you something to wear. Figured you could use some clothes by now."

"R-really?" Mackenzie was downright taken aback by his uncharacteristic generosity. The last thing she'd ever expect Brandon to do in the presence of a naked woman was suggest she might put some clothes ON. "That's... very thoughtful of you."

"Don't mention i-" Brandon stopped himself mid-word as he held up the red thong. It was only then that he must have dropped the other two items in his rush to get downstairs. Mackenzie noticed the one thing he was holding, and her face began rapidly reddening in equal parts embarrassment and anger.

"You! YOU! YOU PERVERTED ASSHOLE!" she yelled. "You weren't trying to help at all! You were just digging through my underwear!!"

"No!" Brandon held his hands up defensively. "I mean, I did go through it, but not for anything like that!"

"PERV!" Mackenzie shouted. "I can't believe I'm stuck with YOU of all people!"

Brandon tried to protest further, insisting he had genuinely been trying to help, but Mackenzie was having none of it. He finally ceased his efforts, figuring no good deed went unpunished. His lesson learned, Brandon silently resolved not that he wouldn't try helping Mackenzie again if this is where it got him. From now on, he'd do what Mackenzie explicitly asked of him, and nothing more.

"Now, can you stop just standing there staring at me and actually help??" Mackenzie demanded. Her attempt to sound imposing and in control was more than slightly undercut by the image of her bare breasts in the phone's light, both jiggling slightly with each emphatic word she said.

"Fine," Brandon said curtly. "What exactly do you want me to do?"

Mackenzie had been thinking about that herself, and figured she had three major tasks that needed to be accomplished. She needed to be freed from the binding dress scrap, she needed to get dressed again, and she needed to contact a reliable friend to come help her. All three things were going to require Brandon's help in one way or another. So, the only question was, which option should Mackenzie try to get done first?