... soft footseps?

You turn your head toward the noise, and then you feel your body being lowered to the ground. When you're laying on your arms, whomever it is starts to unwrap your head. With just a few turns, the silk is removed from your eyes, but your mouth is still covered by several layers and it still holds your jaw shut.

Above you is the Chinese girl, now dressed in only a form-fitting black silk minidress with a complicated red pattern on her breasts. She straddles you and gets very close, so close you almost think she might kiss the silk over your mouth. Instead she whispers to you. "Our activity will go unnoticed unless you make too much noise," she says. "Answer my questions, or I will punish you. Make too much noise, and I will leave you for the sheriff. I understand you have a bounty, Miss 'Lonesome Kid.'"

You squirm a little and moan into the gag as the knots rub into you a little, reminding you to stop moving.

"I'll take that as your understanding."

She unwinds the silk the rest of the way and you take a clear breath, the ropes keeping you from taking too deep a breath. As you let it out, she turns around, facing the door. You see clearly under the flaps of her minidress that the silk barely covers her labia and cleaves between her ass.

"Now, tell me what you know about the worker and the gold!"