Help comes...

As panic started to build within, Vanessa started walking towards the nearest edge of the field. She called out for help a few times, but each time she was met with complete silence. As she traversed the large field, the panic and dread started to form. Her entire workforce, whom she trusted, turned on her and basically left her for dead in the middle of absolutely nowhere.

Vanessa walked through multiple fields, taking her about 30 minutes. She suddenly felt a major change in her bladder, as her stomach was rumbling very regularly. "Whatever that dick injected in me feels like it's taking effect." She thought as she kept walking.

Moments later, she saw two men walking in her direction, who both appeared to be waving at her. Vanessa, out of sheer desperation, called out to them as she started running over to them. When Vanessa finally made it over to the farmers, she felt so relieved. She took one final step, placing her foot on a pressure plate. A rope suddenly swung out and wrapped around her, causing Vanessa to shriek with panic.

Both of the men cheered and laughed as Vanessa wriggled about on the ground in front of them. "Never gets old Bill!" The guy on the left said. "I know Bob, and fuck me we've caught a jackpot!" The guy on the right responded. "Holy shit you're right it's a rare one! Fancy suit and fucking banging looks!" Bill said, poking Vanessa's boobs with his finger as he knelt down, he also covered Vanessa's mouth to stop her shrieking. "What do ya wanna do with this one Bill?" Bob asked, kneeling down with him.

Bill gave Vanessa a very long and hard look, eyeing her up and down. ""This merchandise is very valuable, let's have some fun with the scarecrow!" He finally came up with an answer, winking at Bob. "Ohhh yes I like your thinking!" Bob responded. He grabbed Vanessa, wrapping a sock around her mouth to keep her quiet. He then lifted her whole body up and onto his shoulder.

Vanessa screamed behind the sock as the two men carried her away...