Livestock

The nude girl let out a sigh as she worked most of the dirt from her body, not bothering with her feet because they'd simply get dirty the second she began walking. This area was great, untamed grassland, until of course she looked across from her new 'perch'. Meril spotted cattle grazing in a fenced off field not too far away, far enough that she didn't hear them however.

"Well, at least there are people somewhere nearby" Meril frowned, letting water run over her chest one last time before heading over, grabbing her tools along the way. The fence seemed worn on closer inspection, not old but it had been here a while. Thankfully while there seemed to be fairly nasty looking wire running along the fence, the top was simply wood, making climbing over trivial, the nude girl making sure to get a little distance from the cattle.

Now Meril just had to walk with thinner grass beneath her feet, she figured that the cows had come through this way, leaving behind dirt and grass that was less comfortable for bare feet than she'd like. Meril had to consider the absurdity of her situation though, she was head to toe nude, something that'd already be questionable in a stranger's field. She also had a small handful of tools underarm, so worst case is she'd look like the most botched attempt at breaking and entering in the past twenty years.

Even with all those factors Meril still needed to find human civilisation, not that she thought she'd been whisked away to another state, she'd only walked down a drain off pipe after all. Her patience would be rewarded when she crested a hill, her gaze falling upon a fairly large white farmhouse, a clean wood barn next to it, with healthy trees surrounding here and there. This was a pretty nice looking place, between this and her own home she figured this was the area of nice farmhouses.

Meril headed down, her mood improved by the appearance of humanity, though she didn't see any people. Hoping the place wasn't empty the nude girl walked over, aiming to keep to the dirt tracks around the property rather than skipping the fence, a respectful distance.

"Uh...hello?" She called out, a little unsure of herself "Hey I'm...I kind of got lost it's a long story, is anyone home?" Meril looked around for signs of life, biting her lip at the prospect of her being here alone "Hello? Anyone home? I need help"

"Need help you say?" Came a familiar voice as the front door opened, out walking blonde and bitchy, the woman who'd heckled her in the post office. "My have you come to the right place?" Her expression dripped with smugness, her tone too.

Meril was not exactly thrilled to be meeting this woman again "Look I'm...I know you've got a problem with me I just need to get home, then I'll be out of your hair" In her nude and helpless state she was at least going to attempt diplomacy.

"Heh, need my help? Well I figured you'd whore your way through town but never thought you'd end up in my lap" She approached Meril, stopping just short of arms reach "And you need my help?"

"Yes, please" The nude girl said simply, she wasn't quite sure what this woman was capable of doing, well one would assume run a farmhouse. She almost reminded her of an evil version of Kara, and Meril would be lying if she said she wasn't physically attractive, though the personality is certainly a turn off.

This evil-Kara thought for a moment, then smirked "You're friends with Kara, ain't you?"

That coaxed a blush out of Meril, who responded by breaking eye contact "Kinda, yeah. Why who's asking?" She desperately held onto her composure, it was the only thing helping her in this situation.

"Name's Melissa, Melissa Fletcher" She introduced herself, finally giving a name to a face.

"Meril Brown" Meril replied, wanting to at least uphold a level of respect "And why do you hate me so much, Melissa?"

The blonde narrowed her eyes back, looked Meril up and down before spitting on the floor "Because, you're whoring that body around...new in town thinking you own it, you trying to get some man to take an interest in you?" Melissa seemed to grow a tad angrier as she explained her stance "Dressing like a goddamn animal, showing off. Dogs are supposed to be kept on leash you know"

And then in a move that took Meril entirely off guard, Melissa shoved her to the ground, causing her to drop her tools. Now dazed, Meril didn't realise she'd quickly been hogtied, rope tied firmly at her wrists and feet.

"What the...what the fuck?" The now bound nudist asked, taken aback by the act. Squirming yielded nothing, this woman apparently was rather good at fast knot tying.

But Melissa had already went back inside the house, soon coming back out again with items that Meril could not clearly make out "Now, lets get you dressed up like the whore you are" She said with an evil grin as she slipped a thick leather collar around Meril's neck, tightening it before clicking it shut. The next item, one Meril quickly recognised as a ball gag, and one that had to be **** onto her with some effort, very effectively gagging her when it was fastened.

"Yrr a fiih" The nude, bound and gagged girl attempted to say, glaring back up at this clothed demon, blonde and bitchy was too tame a title now, but Meril had other things to focus on at the moment.

"Oh you are much better now, no listening to that voice of yours" Melissa teased, to which the gagged girl simply growled back. The next parts came in the form of cuffs at her wrists and ankles, something she didn't understand due to her rope bindings, that is until her captor began unbinding her. Ropes being pulled aside she got Meril to her feet, who hadn't much ability to assist at the moment.

Melissa pointed off, away from her house "Kara lives that way, slightly run down place, big truck, you can't miss it" Of course she was sending her that way, to humiliate her even more, but Meril had very little choice. Then the mildly unexpected happened as Melissa put Meril's dropped tools into a bag, putting the bag into her cuffed hands "And no I don't want your tools, I'm not that low"

The bound girl was about to try and say something, some insult, but decided against trying and sounding like an idiot. She still had her tools and she was still naked, what mattered if it looked like she got lost on the way home from the BDSM hangout? Turning and heading down the main track as fast as she could manage, with the cuffs around her ankles hampering her movement, Meril kept her eye on the direction Melissa had pointed, wondering if she was even telling the truth.