Bec stopped and peered around the corner, checking the way ahead. She had so far managed to evade capture and edge closer to the exit, and victory. As she had made her way through the building, she had passed several others who had not been so fortunate, most of whom were being led to the Losers' Room to wait out the event. The ones who weren't had all been wearing black collars like hers, marking them as open to "free use" if they were captured. Bec spotted her twin sister Erin halfway down the hallway, getting ploughed by one of the two men guarding the hallway. Bec figured her twin had likely believed she could dash through them and let hubris get the better of her. A quick look at her face indicated she was not all that upset about her failure.

Bec surveyed the scene before her. With the second guard busy watching his colleague, she may be able to slip past him. She could also end up falling victim to similar hubris as her sister. After a moment, she decided it was worth the risk.

"I'm going to do another lap of the park. I'll be back in a few minutes to untie you. Try not to cum before I get back~"

Erin ran off down the track, leaving Lucas to struggle not to succumb to the wand. The blindfold over his face served to maintain the illusion of the scene by preventing him from seeing Erin stop after a few metres and sneak back to lean against a nearby tree.

Of all the events at the Bondage Games, the marathon was considered the most gruelling. Erin prided herself on her fitness, which was why she had decided sign up and test herself. Two hours in, sweat was pouring off her body, as she drooled around the hard plastic ball in her mouth.

The collar acted as a tracker and motivational device, ensuring competitors stayed on track and maintained a minimum pace between checkpoints.

An artificial voice came through her earbuds. 
"Speed unsatisfactory. Administering motivation."

She accelerated, but was too late. She yelped as her collar beeped and then gave her a small shock.

Allison Ross was not particularly fond of running, or exercise in general, yet she had for some reason agreed to be Erin's partner for this "Bondage Cross-Country" event. That was why she found herself running behind her friend and lover while gagged and with her hands balled into fists and taped up. The latter, she had learned, was to prevent competitors tampering with the "motivational devices," the effects of which she had experienced multiple times during the course of the event; the vibrator had driver them both to orgasm twice as a reward for finishing some stages in good time, while the collar had punished them for falling behind, and also drifting too far apart. The latter was why she now made sure to keep pace with Erin, even if she struggled sometimes.