Author's Note

Don’t worry. The smex happens in the next chapter lol.

1

It’s been at least a few hours since I awoke tied into a fetal position. If only I had clothes on but apparently my kidnappers had other plans. At least it wasn't too cold in this tent, it smelled like horse shit though. The dirt floor didn’t help.

I would groan softly as I struggle in my binds trying my best to avoid heaving or vomiting from the terrible smell that constantly surrounded me. I would squirm a bit as I look around for anything sharp or jagged in the tent I could use to break these binds that kept me in this awkward position, which was not comfortable at all the fact I was laying on the dirt floor not helping either as I struggle to move my head around thankful that they hadn't thought about blind folding me but making sure to be quite so they didn't hear me and come inside the tent to investigate.

As I moved I quickly realized that with every pull the ropes got tighter and tighter.and it seemed like the rest of the tent was empty. Although it does seem like the rope is on the old side as it scratches at my skin. Making my movements even more difficult and painful.

I would groan quietly trying my best to keep my voice down when I felt the rope scratch my bare back, the pain not helping this situation at all especially when I saw that the tent or hut that I was in was completely empty. As I moved around I saw a piece of the old rope that was tied around me was within biting range, so using what strength I had fought through any pain I felt in order to get my mouth as close to the old rope as possible feeling the rope scratching my back forcing me to grit my teeth to avoid screaming out from pain. But I managed to fight through it and bit down hard on the rope and using my teeth started to tear the rope apart as best I could seeing it as my only chance at escaping this place.

Slowly I tore at each strand of the rope. Tasted like old attic lint. Occasionally I’d hear voices outside the tent speaking in a language I’ve never heard before. Fuck am I gonna get sold off by some foreign slavers?! I know they were around but I never thought they’d target me!

Hearing the voices outside speaking in a foreign language that I've never heard before made me panic as I started to quicken my pace with the role tearing it up faster one strand at a time ignoring the taste of atic dust until finally with a Snap it broke! The moment It broke I quickly try to see if I can get out of my bind now a smile coming up my face at the thought of being able to escape from wherever I am and get home.

My right arm came loose after unwrapping the loose rope from my wrist. Seeing my wrist I can definitely see the marks on it left from the rope. The rest of the ropes seem to loosen as I move. Guess they trusted the rope too much, cause I’m free now! Now rope free I can finally stretch my legs.

I would place the rope down and stand up to stretch though at first my legs not wanting to properly work since I had been in the position for so long my legs getting pins and needles as the blood begins to flow back making me wait until it stops before I got up and grabbed the rope and approached the entrance to were i was being kept and tried looking through the tent flap to see if I can see if there's anyone outside the tent like a guard or something or if anyone is around to see me if I try to escape but I need to find my stuff as well if possible.

What the hell? There were zebras everywhere! Carrying around things and doing stuff people would do! Sitting in front of the tent was one of them. Looks to be a child as the dog sized zebra looked in awe with its mouth agape. It definitely saw me… Should I be worried?

I would be so…confused at what I was seeing, my mind unable fathom what it was that I was seeing that I didn't notice the dog sized zebra until it was to late and made eye contact with the zebra staring at him for a few seconds standing completely still not sure what to do as my body locked up unable to move out of a mixture of fear and shock the zebra seeming to have a expression similar to me and hoping that he wouldn't somehow alert the people who had captured me that I was awake.

It seemed to slowly start backing away before running off to do who knows what. I better get out of here soon… It seems I was in a tribe of some sort. Hot too… How they managed this is beyond me. By the looks of it running will not end well for me. This sucks…

I begin to panic and go back and grab the rope I had tossed on the ground earlier and look out the tent sticking my head out for a moment only for a strong wave of heat and humidity to hit me like a truck forcing me to duck back into the tent and start coughing the air here unlike anything I've ever felt before in my life the tent i was in still cool somehow as if it had air conditioning, and with a deep breath stick my head out a bit to get a good look around trying my best to ignore the intense heat and humidity outside as I look around for a potential escape route.

It seems I was around the center of the tribe judging by the large amount of zebras. Looking closer and listening it seems like they are actually talking to each other. There were also no traces of any other human beings, guns, or anything modern.

I would look around confused and my mind racing thinking this couldn't possibly be real this had to be a dream right?...I would walk back inside the tent and start breaking down from the stress as the situation begins to fully descend on me, my mouth already dry from the humidity and I just sit down waiting not having any idea where I am or who these...zebras are.

Soon enough the sound of metal dragging along the ground could be heard as the little zebra from before walks through the entrance with what seems to be a spear way too big for it. After dropping it and a few huffs and puffs to catch its breath it points its little hoof at me and proudly announces “Nitakuua na nitathibitisha kuwa nina nguvu!”. Picking the spear up it charged at me and failed as the spear tip hit the ground. It landed on its face…

I would quickly sit up and move away from the direction he was charging me from and saw him trip and fall on his face which was a little funny and made me chuckle but I quickly grab the spear from him so he didn't have a weapon and held it tightly before placing it in the corner of the tent and helped the little zebra up. He had to be a kid right? All the other ones were so big and huge from what I saw.

All I got from it was an angry bite on the arm and a kick to the boob. It was being a little shit as it tried to escape my grasp. It yelled out with a glare. “Achana na mimi!” Whatever that means…

I let you a shout of pain when it bite my arm and kicked my boob making me let go of the little shit and looked at my arm but surprised and thankful that all it did was leave a mark but the kick to my boob hurt quite a lot and when I looked back up I saw that the little shit was gone and quickly looked around confused.

There was a bit of a scuffle behind me as the butt of the apparently male zebra was stuck under the side of the tent fabric. He must have tried to get out that way, and it didn’t work cause he’s stuck now as his rear hooves dragged along the ground. He gave up rather quickly…

I see that he was stuck and saw him give up and slowly i approached him and kneeled down next to him and began to get his rear hooves untangled from the tent flap and hoped he wouldn't start thrashing around like crazy as i did this since it would make this more difficult to get him unstuck.

He fought and fought as I lifted and freed him letting him slip out of the tent. I better get out of here before he actually alerts the others.

Seeing as I have little other choices as grab the rope and wrap it around me like a sash and grabbing the spear that the little guy left behind and i quickly looked through the tent flap for a path or route I could take that would let me escape this place alive or in one piece and I'm unable to spot one from this angle "fuck it" I say to myself and just make a run for it in the direction where the least amount of zebras were and booked it.

There was immediate yelling and the sound of hooves. Running straight I was able to pass a few tents before I was tackled to the ground from behind. I smashed into the ground and ate dirt as I was held down.

I would let out a surprise yell of my own when I was tackled from behind, dropping my spear to the ground with a clatter, the last thing I saw was the ground approaching rapidly to my face before I felt a large amount of pain as my head hits the ground hard putting me in a daze as I groan before feeling a huge amount of pain in the back of my head and my world went black….as i went unconscious.