She loses her top.

"I think we'll save these for the Main Event," he says, grabbing the side of her panties and letting go with a snap.
"Say, I seem to recall a picture that Calissa sent you. You mentioned the lovely lake nearby."

Oh no- they saw that!
Calissa sent her a candid of her wearing a pink bikini.
These fucking creeps.

"I'd love to tie her up wearing that."
Sahrye can't help but picture that.

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"Now then- let's deal with this top."

He takes out a large knife and Sahrye panics!

He chuckles and pulls out a pair of small shears instead, sheathing the larger blade.

He cuts the top straps of her top off and turns her around, making sure that she's on her feet for this.

"You've got two minutes from when I cut," he says.

He grabs the back of her top and pulls it taut.
A cut!

The garment comes off and he slaps Sahrye on the ass derisively!

She runs off, not waiting for more.

'Fuck- this is not working out! I'm running around in just my damn panties out here!
I need to get out of here and warn Calissa not to take her flight!'

She's panicked, so she's not exactly thinking straight as she runs away.