>>1584988She stared helplessly back after the departing youth from before, as if in a quick attempt to plead with him before he left... like she should've done in the first place... but it was much too late. The officer was out of sight, and her wrists were tightly bound. She gave the assorted youths a bashful look, though instead of offering their help... most just stared at her knowingly. She soon realized why.
Her hands were barely gripping that cloth nestled between her hips, and even then, it was only held in place behind her... and between the intent clench of her thighs. There was nothing holding it up from the front, and an array of small laughs was the response to the sight of that soft incline which she felt clearly visible above where her legs were held close.
It was becoming apparent the children had no intention of helping her, and waiting there for the officer to return was a recipe for disaster. So... once more, she ran, taking off through the grass with nimble footsteps.
This gave her an effective means of moving through the park and away from that amused gathering, but... she had to sacrifice something significant to manage that.
Barely five steps had been taken, and her moving legs felt a shift of cloth... and the wrung fabric nestled between her thighs fluttered to the ground in her wake, forgotten. Her bound hands clenched uselessly at the exposed skin of her backside, which a few of the students watched as she ran with more sounds of laughter.
No time for that... she couldn't even manage to cover her bare lower body, and she was running carefully to keep that top fabric in place across her breasts. Where was she running, exactly?... towards home, of course. It wasn't far from the park, and she was almost there. She was quick to duck behind a tree to keep out of their line of sight and hopefully evade the officer, when she gave a small gasp of shock upon a sharp impact striking her front.
