Running this way is really difficult. With your hands cuffed behind your back you lose some of your balance, making running far more difficult. And being pulled along by your nuts or t**s just compounds the situation. You know you can’t stop. You have to really concentrate on each step to keep from falling.
Suddenly I heard the motor, bring me back to the reality of my situation. Then he started driving down an old abandoned road leading from the farm. I had no choice but to follow with the rope connected to my t**s. He let me walk for a minute or two before increasing the speed, but even that was hard on my bare feet. Between the burrs, pieces of cactus spines and rocks, it was tough going. Before long we went along at a steady jog. Every time my foot hit the ground, my boobs, as small
