The Chase
***Trigger warning: Besides a slow vetting process, This story includes aggressive primal dominance, and a chase scene***
It was a nice sunny evening, and very quiet when this very unassuming pair pulled up and parked at their favorite trail to go running. Since it was later in the evening and didn't get dark in Alberta til at least 10 in the summer, that was when they liked to come, when it was quiet, and the trail was empty. It left the opportunity to have fun without being bothered by others, and sometimes do more than just have fun running.
Bjorn got to the parking lot a little early, as he liked to, and started to stretch and breathe before his friend got there. He'd met Kailyn in a local Kink group online, and he was eager to get together when they started having evening runs a couple weeks ago.
The funny thing is, so many people in the lifestyle will hang out loads before simply "hooking up". The first thing they connected on was walking and running outside, and he just enjoyed the company.
He took a deep breath, stood out of the car and stretched tall, reaching from one side to another. He was almost 6 feet, with long hair on top, shaved sides, and a lean muscular body with a few tattoos. It wasn't long before he watched her pull up and park beside him. "Already here hey?" She called as she got out.
She was a young 30 year old fire cracker with purple hair, a curvy figure, full breasts that were just the right size squeezed into a sports bra and crop top. She had narrow hips that turned into a round butt and lean legs, one sneaker on her left foot and a running blade on her right leg, where she was amputated below the knee. With a personality that screamed colourful goth, who won't take no shit. If you can imagine a girl with black skirts, dresses and colourful makeup most days. For a run, she had short black shorts on with a bright blue top, with her hair tied up in a top bun. Smirking at him as she got out of the car, she took off running while he was tying his shoes.
She got a good jump on him and lost him for about 100 yards, and Bjorn shook his head at the burst of bratty behavior and started running to catch up with her. She'd gone around a corner, and when he got to her, there here two guys whistling at her as they walked by.
They were two younger guys about 19 or 20 on skateboards, just beginning to catcall Kailyn, and it was evident she wasn't into it.
"Whooo, hey honey, what're you doin out here all alone?" One of them called to her. "You wanna stick with us? We'll take care of you. There can be some real weirdos out here, right Pete?" He exchanged a thought provoking look with his friend and started to smile at her, beckoning her closer as he got off his board.
Bjorn called to the first guy on his skateboard and winked. "Hey gorgeous, how you doin? Why don't you flirt with me and not just my friend?" As he started making flirty looks and pouty lips at the guy, he got really weirded out and they started to pick up their boards and keep going. "Yeah ok, have a great day you two." He said to them as they walked away, and he shook his head.
"Thanks. I mean I can handle two guys like that, but I like knowing you're safe, and you've got my back." He smiled at her knowingly. "Of course, I've got you." She smiled again and leaned into him, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm a strong independent woman and all that, and I generally eat guys like that for breakfast, but positive masculinity and healthy dominance is sexy. As long as I consent to it first. Like you for instance, I totally would be into that, we've been hanging out for a little while, and I trust your intentions."
"Really? Ok, well, can we call that consent then?" He laughed and took a sip of his water.
"YES, you big doofus of a man. I would happily submit to whatever develops between us. I trust you."
