[M/F][20S-40S][non consent, hunting] hunting you in the woods

Humans started off our chaotic existence with a pretty interesting attribute; we were able to outlast our prey, less so out run or outmanouvre. This was more useful in our earlier days of survival, but less so nowadays. Still, you never know when it could come in handy.

Like when I find you, all alone in the woods. You were using it as a getaway; avoiding the city life, taking some time to relax, even avoiding wearing clothes if at all possible. And thats where I found you.

Of course you startled and hid behind a tree. You weren’t expecting anyone here, but surely I’d understand and just leave right? At least thats what you thought until I followed you and got a good look at your trembling body. You could see the desire, hear how my breathing got heavier. You knew i wasn’t just going to leave.

And so you ran. To your credit, you were more agile than me. You could fit around smaller bends, you dealt with the foliage better than I did. But there was that one thing that made your failure inevitable; your speed left a lot of tracks. It was visible everywhere. In the mud, the bushes, the broken twigs. Even when you crossed a small pond I could see the wet ground and take a reasonable guess at where you had gone. And just like every prey animal before you in the history of mankind I didn’t need to out speed you. I didn’t even need to be able to take all the shortcuts you could. I just needed to keep a steady pace.

It was close to midnight when you tripped into that clearing, skinning your knees as you went face first into the ground. The pain didn’t hold a candle to the fear though. And then I was on you.

My belt came off easily, in one smooth, prepared motion. And soon it was brought down on your perfect little ass, making you cry out in pain. You even saw some of the animals scurry away, as if they didn’t want to see what would happen to you.

I’m sure you begged at that point, it was really the only option you had left. But my blood was throbbing in my ears, and I really couldn’t hear you even if I wanted to.

Once I was satisfied with the welts on your ass and how prettily you cried for me, I used the belt to tie up your legs. There wouldn’t be a second chance. You already forfeited your chance to escape pet. As you cried into the dirt, you felt the oppressive sensation of my hairy, naked body pressing down on yours. We were covered in dirt from the chase, and even some mild cuts from the foliage. Still, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

By the time my cock was inside you, your voice was gone. You couldn’t even cry out, not like anyone could hear you. And my teeth clamping down on your neck only solidified that.

Still, as I triumphantly guided my cock into you, claiming my prey for the first time, I noticed something even I hadn’t expected.

You were wet

And not even just a little bit. You were desperately, shamefully soaking my engorged prick. I thought I’d have to play with you some to get it inside with how tight you were, but it looks like this would be easier than I thought.

Instead, as I sank into you, I reached around and groped your tits. I didn’t have enough material to tie off your hands so you were free to try and remove mine from your rapidly stiffening nipples. And that was when I first saw the ring.

I had no idea you were taken, or that you might be out here with someone. You feel a sudden surge of precum leak inside you as I realized just what a prize you were.

Instead of taking you doggy like I had wanted originally, I flip you over so I can look at you. You were perfect; your tears had cut through the dirt and mud, your skin was flush. And as I reentered you you let out an almost imperceptible gasp.

But the true prize was when I sucked your ring finger into my mouth. THAT did it, didn’t it kitten? You can deny that long, low moan all you want. You can use your free hand in a renewed, feeble effort to get me off of you. But that moan you can never take back. Nor can you that first kiss, when your lips parted for me as if it were a reflex. Sure, you pulled away, but we both knew where this was leading.

I had you exactly where I wanted you. We had all the time in the world, and I had a strong feeling that by the time I was satisfied we’ll have both enjoyed ourselves. Isnt that right my little prey?

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