Hunted

One of my biggest fantasies is being hunted in the woods. Obviously it comes with a huge amount of caveats. I only want to be hunted by those I’ve consented to hunt me and I don’t want anyone who hasn’t consented to see the hunt. This obviously makes it a little tricky, trying to find a woodland where there aren’t any runners or dog walkers is very tricky!

But back to the fantasy, being chased through woodlands, my clothes being torn by branches as I crash through them, my heart pounding with fear as I know you’re getting closer until I feel you on me. You leap and send us both to the ground. Your hands tearing at my clothes as I fight against you. I know there’s no point struggling as you’re far stronger than me but I’m not going to give you what you want that easily.

But win you do, you wrap the rope around my wrists so I can’t claw at you any longer. Then you drag me, naked, to my feet. The rope acts like a leash, I can’t match your strength as you lead me over to that tree. Tossing the rope over a high branch I’m now trapped, your prey.

My arms are stretched above my head, secured and unable to escape. I see you searching around nearby. You find what you’re looking for, carefully peel off the bark from the switch you found, all the time glancing menacingly in my direction.

Once you’re ready you turn me so my back is against the tree, I’m fully exposed to you, unable to hide, only flinch and you love those flinches, they turn you on even more than you already are. As do my screams and yelps as the switch slices into my breasts, the pain searing and hot, my tears sliding down my cheeks. Eventually you bore of my breasts and want a different part of me to torture.

You turn me around again so my arse is towards you. You push against my shoulders and pin me against the trunk. My already tortured breasts now being further tortured by the rough bark, as you swing the switch again, this time it’s my arse that feels the searing pain. I no longer have any strength left in me to scream, I’m hoarse and all I have left is sobs.

It’s then I feel you step back, I hear the jangle of your belt and I know what’s about to happen, I feel your hands dig into the welts on my arse, making them burn even more and you spread my cheeks apart and slide your cock into my hole. Your weight pushing against me, your hips slamming into my sore arse, my breasts being ground against the bark. I know you won’t last long after this, I feel your breath quicken in my ears before you let out your final primal grunt and pull away from me.

Once you’ve recovered a little, you reach up and untie me, pulling me into your arms and back to the ground so we can regain our strength. Once I’ve regained my voice, I whisper in your ear “I’m so glad you hunted me down, can we do it all again soon”.