Use Mackenzie as a distraction

Mackenzie trudged dejectedly up the path, still unable to believe what she's agreed to do. She winced and swore to herself as a sharp pebble jabbed into her bare foot. She shivered. The last time she'd been on this path, she'd been sprinting in the opposite direction; **** to surrender her dignity utterly as she was dragged along naked by a pair of teenage boys.

This time was different, she wasn't running and she wasn't nude. The Tans had seen fit to drape the jacket back over her body, it was some conform but not much. She now knew from painful experience how easily it could fall off her shoulders. Her hands were still cuffed behind her, if the jacket fell she'd have no way of picking it up to dress herself again.

"We're nearly there" said one of the Tans quietly. Mackenzie stiffened. Each step was taking her closer and closer to danger.

The plan was simply. Arguably too simple. So simple that it definitely hadn't necessitated MacKenzie humiliating herself by bending and flexing to mark all those points on the map!

She shuddered at the memory of that ordeal. Of the way she'd meekly gone along with the Tan leader's commands like a meek little naked servant. "Isn't that what I'm doing right now? Going along with whatever insane thing they tell me to do" she thought sullenly.

Yes, the plan was simple. The Tans needed to break back into the Green base to liberate their captured teammate. However, their scouts had reported that the Greens had pulled back to defend their base and were too strong to take on. To have any chance of rescuing the captive, they'd need to draw some of the Greens away; in short, they needed a distraction.

That was where she came in.

The Tan leader beckoned Mackenzie forward. The rest of the Tans skunk into the undergrowth to hide. Mackenzie took a couple of steps forward an froze, the anxiety started to overwhelm her, her brain was screaming at her to turn and run as fast as she could. She knew that was pointless, though she couldn't see them, the Tans were hidden all around her and would grab her immediately if she ran.

The Tan leader beckoned again and mouthed the words "hurry up!".

Mackenzie sighed and moved forward again.

She was seriously regretting agreeing to this plan. Still, she hadn't really had a choice. Mackenzie had been back in the Tan base when the plan was explained, completely naked and surrounded the a group of cruel teenagers who clearly took great pleasure from humiliating her.

No doubt, they'd have come up with some bizarre embarrassing punishment of she'd refused. The memory of wiggling around naked on their table, trying desperately to reach the discarded marker pen with her mouth flashed through her mind again.

She shook her head as if to throw off the shameful memory.

It was quickly replaced by another; a memory of the Tan leader forcing her to spread her legs wide in front of the entire group and hold that posture for minute after agonizing minute. She'd never live down the shame of that, never forget the callous taunts of her audience, never forget the eyes drinking in every inch of her body.

The Tan leader had approached one of the back gates that lined the path and was peering through a small gap. Mackenzie joined her. She shuddered again. Through the gap, she could see the shed that served as the Green teams base and wear looked like a dozen nerf wielding teens dressed on camo. Had their been that many of them earlier??!

"Do I really have to do this?" whispered Mackenzie.

"Yep" said the Tan leader, definitively.

"What if they catch me again?"

"Well, if you manage to get away, you'll have earned your freedom and if you let yourself get caught, it proves you're actually an enemy spy!"

Before she could form a response, the Tan leader threw open the gate and shoved Mackenzie hard in the back with both hands.

Caught off balance, she noisily stumbled forward into the Green's base of operation.

A dozen pairs of eyes shot in Mackenzie's direction. Amongst them was the Green leader, a look of surprised confusion on her face.

Mackenzie froze, stuck like a deer in headlights.

"Don't just stand there! Get the bitch!” yelled the Green leader, breaking the silence.

Hearing herself referred to as 'bitch' again broke the spell Mackenzie had been under. She turned and began to run back out of the garden and up the path towards the main street, her legs pumping furiously. Just as the Tan leader had predicted, the majority of the Green team gave chase.

As she ran, Mackenzie caught sight of several Tans hiding in the undergrowth, waiting for the Greens to run by so they could swoop in and rescue their comrade. She could see that most of them seemed to be stifling laughter, no doubt at her expense.

That didn't matter now, the only thing that mattered was running. She had a good lead on her pursuers and desperation gave her a burst of extra stamina. Her only hope was getting back to the main street; the Greens wouldn't be able to capture her off of the street, not in front of adult witnesses who weren't a part of their absurd game.

All she had to do was make it to the street before the Greens caught up to her, and, maybe, she could get away. It wasn't a sure thing of course but a slim chance was better than nothing.

She sprinted as if her life depended on it. The tender soles of her feet pounded against the pavement, her entire body jiggled with the impact of each step.

Mackenzie had never appreciated how important her arms were to running. With her hands bound behind her, each stride felt awkward and precarious. If she tripped, there was no way to catch herself. She’d faceplant on the ground.

There was no other choice, though. She had to keep running.

She ran as fast as her slender legs could carry her, causing her unsupported breasts to bounce and wobble uncomfortably beneath the jacket. She ignored the irritation caused by her bare chest rubbing against the fabric and the pain impacting her bare feet with each step. All she wanted cared about was moving as fast as possible to escape the Greens.

Fortunately, Mackenzie seemed to be making good progress. The ground sped by beneath her feet. Fear had given her exceptional speed and stamina. She could no longer hear the sound of any pursuers behind her and began to hope that she'd outrun them.