Fuck these two bastards. The best solution for you is to run away, taking advantage of a good moment.

You panic and think, “Fuck this crap! Fuck these scums! I hate it! Let these bastards shoot each other! I just need to run away! If I’m lucky, I’ll get my freedom back!”

The sound of a firearm being reloaded.

You squeeze into the ground in fear and crawl away from these bloodthirsty armed scums.

You crawl past the cart.

New gunshot sounds.

Dirty swearing.

Judging by the sounds of the voices, each of the two armed guys is still alive...

Your body trembles in horror. You try not to think about the fact that your escape could be noticed at any moment.

With your right hand you carefully hold the chain that is attached to your **** collar.

You quickly crawl towards the road that leads out of these ruins. A cart clearly came along this road, which belongs to a stranger with a double-barreled sawed-off shotgun. Therefore, you assume that you will need to find another way of escape. After all, if one of these armed guys wins a shootout, he will probably think that you have gone down the road and he will begin to pursue you. To make it difficult for your potential pursuers to find you, you crawl away from the road towards the thickets of steppe grasses.

You crawl carefully on the ground for some time. Your body and your clothes get dirty with dust and dirt. Steppe grasses get tangled in your hair. You hear the sounds of an ongoing firefight taking place in the ruins.

When you crawled about 50 meters away from the ruins, you suddenly get to your feet and start running without looking back.

You are running through a deserted wasteland, making your way through thickets of grass and sparse bushes.

Dark. Visibility is difficult due to the night time. The dim yellowish light is emitted only by small flocks of fireflies that swarm over some bushes.

You continue to run, not understanding the direction of movement...

The main thing for you is to move as far as possible from the place where these two aggressive armed bastards are...

Strange situation…

A person is running through the steppe wasteland at night, who looks like a young sexy girl, dressed in extremely... depraved clothes.

Tight black fishnet stockings...

Women's high-heeled shoes...

A black miniskirt (which barely reaches a length of 20 centimeters)...

Women's black thongs...

A short women's top in a gray shade, with a sloppy inscription “WHORE” written in pink paint...

And one more detail: this “girl” looks very dirty (clothes, face, hands are covered with dirt) and very... scared.

You continue to hold the chain that is attached to your slavecollar with your right hand. You want this chain to make as little noise as possible.

You feel uncomfortable running. Your shoes are clearly not designed for fast running. But you just don't pay attention to it. Fear makes you run faster.

As a result, after half an hour you moved a considerable distance from the ruins. Dunik and the stranger armed with a double-barreled sawed-off shotgun are now far away from you. You have fulfilled your intention: you have escaped. You are now free. You are no longer a ****. This stimulates positive emotions in your mind.

But there are also problems...

You don't have any supplies. Food, water, medicine - you don’t have any of these important things right now.

And one more thing: you don’t have any weapons at all.

Fatigue causes you to stop running and walk slower.

You are breathing heavily.

The dark space of the steppe wasteland before your eyes seems... limitless.

You have absolutely no understanding of your current geographic location.

Where should you go? How do you survive?

Dont clear…

The high probability of dying from hunger, thirst, or due to an attack by representatives of the local fauna makes you feel very anxious.

There are other problems: there is a **** collar on your neck, the key to which remains with Dunik; your tiny penis is wearing a chastity belt, the key to which was also left with your former cruel master-slaveowner.

How can you now get rid of these symbols of your slavery and your humiliation?

Alas, you cannot answer this question now...

You just continue walking through the wasteland as long as you have enough strength...

An obsessive thought is pulsating in your head: "I just... need to go while I have the strength... I need to go as far as possible... The main thing is that Dunik doesn’t find me... This vile stinking sadistic **** owner is disgusting to me... I want to be free... at any cost!"

As a result, you lose your shoes while walking...

You have to travel the rest of the way barefoot.

Your heel skin and feet feel discomfort and pain due to small stones on the ground.

Sweat flows more and more through your body...

Sweat and dirt coat your skin and soak your clothes...

Soon you will be tired to the point of exhaustion...

You fall exhausted into some bushes and fall asleep, lying face down in the dirt like a pitiful, unreasonable animal...