Hell no!

With visible effort, you pull yourself away from Robbie, and begin running through the forest. Your wet skin and hair glisten in the patches of sunlight filtering through the trees. The air rushes over your wet skin, cooling you, even as it hardens your nipples atop your bouncing breasts. An exhilarating thrill leaps through you, and you vow this won't be the last time your naked outdoors, if not even being chased, naked, by several boys as well.

Despite these feelings, you said you'd give the boys a chase, and give them a chase you will. You run as fast as you can in your sandals, constantly looking around you for any sign of the boys.

Suddenly, a thought hits you. You might be able to use your sandals to throw the boys off your trail. Moments later, you come across a log, and pause next to it. You bend down to remove your sandals, feeling the air waft across your barely-covered pussy. After fumbling around for a moment, you get your sandals off, and arrange them so it looks like you had stopped to rest, then been spooked.

You then bolt in a different direction, able to run much faster without the sandals, despite your bound arms and gag. Your bare feet note the cool, damp ground, then notice it's getting softer.

Suddenly, you hear a shout behind you. The boys have found your sandals, and presumably are looking for signs of where you went. You quickly vault some nearby foliage, expecting the ground to be the same on the far side.

But it's not. You've leaped into a rather uneven bog, with water over your ankle. Despite your surprise, and the soft footing, you manage to keep your balance. You take off towards a copse of tall grass growing a short distance away, and dive into it, gasping as the blades of grass rub against your hard nipples.

You sit back, trying to quiet your breathing. You figure the boys won't want to get wet, and so you should be safe for the moment.