Hide and Strip

Sahrye got no help.

The man transporting her stopped, talked to a man at a gate and then entered through.
She saw the metal gate close in the distance.

'That's no way out!'

He drives for a bit to a clearing and she's shocked to see two other vehicles there waiting.
A young guy with a mustache and an older guy with stubble are waiting.
Both are dressed like hunters.

He parks and talks to them, the trio laughing.

The man goes to his vehicle and opens the back door.
He drags a protesting Sahrye to the end by her bound ankles.

"Fight me and I won't untie your legs. You want that?"
She shakes her head 'no.'

He unties her legs as she waits submissively.

He pulls her out to the other two men, holding a shoulder tightly.

"This is a game called Hide and Strip, dear.
You try to run away and hide. When...I mean, if we catch you, a piece of clothing comes off."
"Shoes are always last," the older guy says with a smirk.
The young guy just watches.

He lets go of her.

"Your arms stay tied and the gag stays in...until we want it gone. You have a, let's be sporting, 7-minute head start.
Go!"

Sahrye's Fight or Flight Instincts take over and she runs out of the clearing.

"Time for a round," the older man says.
The guys chuckle.