I am bound in a front hogtie with my wrist and ankles tied together in the front making it hard to get anywhere fast. The only way I am able to move is to get in this wet mud and get covered in mud as I struggle and try to loosen my binds. The knotted cleave gag keeps me from being to articulate with my words. I struggle and writhe my naked body everywhere I can but nomatter, I am in the middle of nowhere getting dirty in places it really doesn't belong. There are people making noises through the woods but they don't hear me nor care I am here. I talk to myself through the gag but this doesn't... Show more