The Runaway

by SirJeff

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In the split second her Master looked away, Laura bolted.

It did not matter to where, but she had to get away. Away from more incredibly painful whippings of her breasts. Away from the cruel burning cut of the harnessing rope into her crotch. Away from the four dehumanizingly embarassing piercings in her nose. And most of all, away from those damned noisy bells on her nipples.

So she ran and ran, wildly, anywhere, just away.