Untie her, but strip her

You move fast, perceptible only as a blur or a split second frenzy of activity. When you're done, Sayza's arms are free. The gag is gone too, as are her panties and her pants. All she's still wearing are her socks and shoes, because you're generous.

Sayza squeels, quickly curling her legs up and folding her arms.

"Damnit you're such a dick!" She snaps at you, as she slowly gets up. She has her arms crossed over her chest, and one leg pulled up high so her thigh covers her crotch.

You shrug, amused.

She shoves you with one hand, exposing a breast. "Give me my clothes back!"

"I've left them at your house." Yes, you're that fast. "You better run off before the streets get busy."

"I'll get you for this!"

She looks down the street, and after a long, anguished groan, Sayza turns and starts running away, muttering obscenities. You're pleased to watch her go, looking at her bare back, and the view of her ass cheeks wobbling with every step, until she passes out of sight on the other side of the alleyway.