The female hunter did not mind being tied up and stripped naked. After going through the trouble of feigning defeat and letting these savage-looking men capture her in the woods, she had expected as much.
Beat them to a pulp then drag their asses back to claim her bounty was the easier and more conventional way. But conventional was boring so she went a little off the rails this time around.
“Y-You better turn yourself in and I-I’ll overlook this!” she said, sputtering and quivering on purpose to play the part of the frightful defeated.
The man in front of her smirked. His dark eyes roamed up and down her nubile body for a moment before he said, “aren’t you a funny little thing, hunter?”
He squatted and reached coarse hand to stroke her smooth thigh. She jerked back with a soft whimper in a show of disgust but her heart was pounding with delight.
“Let me give you a piece of advice. Intimidation only works if you aren’t tied-up and buck-naked,” he said, shifting closer and hefted her ample breast in his hand.