She wants it.

This has to be her best option, right?
Right?

"I want it."
"Very well."

He grabs some sharp shears and cuts the ropes around her waist.
They were tied to her wrists, not allowing her to move them away.

While he's there, he cuts her bra strap and then enough of the rest to remove her bra completely.

"You really want this?"
"Yes."

He nods and unties her wrists.
Now she can move her hands to the front...but the rope around her chest still limits maneuverability a bit.

"The payment."

He goes in front of her and undoes her belt, removing it and tossing it aside.
The button is undone and the zipper goes down.

The shears are used now to cut her jeans to shreds.
She tries not to freak out.

They are cut off completely, but her panties are left in place.

He points to the door.

"Run free, little deer."

Goldie needs no further prompting and exits in a hurry, her tits bouncing and the bells jingling.