"Oh, we'll save them the trouble of finding you, girl. We'll send you back to them ourselves. You can deliver a message for us."
He carried the redhead across the camp to a pole lodged deep in the ground, a place where the hunters hung their game to keep it out of the reach of beasts. Catching the binding around her wrists on one of the pole's hooks, he released his hold. She cried out as her drop was brought suddenly short, leaving her suspended with her arms above her head, back against the pole.
"A most pretty sight," he smiled, openly and lasciviously taking in how her suspension lifted her breasts.
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