Starla has no choice.

The man is not going to stop.

The man will not give her a rest.

No, he's taking her the whole way like this.

Starla was not ready for this.
How can you be?

In spite of that, adrenaline takes over in times like this.

She keeps pace, knowing the consequences of not doing so.

She will just have to keep going.

The man taunts her a bit.

He talks about another ladies that he has taken out this way.

'Those tire tracks are well-worn,' Starla thinks.

After a few more minutes, he seems to stop.
Starla moves up still, wanting to keep the rope around her pussy nice and slack.

'Is it finally over?'

"I think we can walk the rest of the way," he says, turning off the engine.

He gets out and unties the one end of rope from the back of the truck.

'I can see where this is going.'

Sure enough, he leads her the rest of the way on foot, taking the rope tied to her pussy in hand to keep her going.

She wonders what he has planned next.