He watched her take off through the woods with a wicked grin etched on his face. He thought to make the chase 'fair' for her by giving her a head start; even though her hands were bound tightly behind her back and her feet were bare.
The head start was fruitless though. He could smell her scent for miles, a mixture of sweat, fear and arousal. She loved being hunted, even if she wouldn't admit it.
Long enough, her time was up. He started off after her, letting his animal instincts take over. He'd pause every few moments to listen, scent the air then continue on.
There! Crouched between two larger trees, she was doing her best to stay silent and hidden, not that it mattered. He walked on by, pretending not to have seen her. He heard the breath rush from between her two plump lips, a sigh and a silent prayer that she had not been found.
He watched her body relax as he approached her from behind. She was still completely unaware of his presence. Silly little prey was in for a treat tonight!
A twig snapped somewhere off to the right and her body tensed again. He stilled, almost upon her and watched her slowly rise from her position between the trees. Bracing an arm against one, she turned toward him and ran right into him.
He laughed as she fell backwards on her ass, the expression of shock and fear on her face making him hungry. She tried scrambling away but he was already on her, hand grabbing hold of her hair and yanking her to her knees.
The shock quickly gave way to a look of defiance and he smiled. God he loved it when she fought back. It made the feast that much more sweet.
Pulling on her hair once more, he brought her to her feet. She had fire in her eyes and his little prey spit in his face. That was her game tonight was it? Letting go of her hair, he watched her chin tip up slightly before smacking her hard across the face.
The little yelp of pain she let out sounded beautiful and made him hunger for more.
Taking her by the hair once more, he dragged her back to the trees she was hiding in early. Forcing her down onto her stomach, he placed his boot between her shoulder blades and pressed down; keeping her in position as he quickly used the rope slung over his shoulder to bind her ankles to the base of those trees.
Using her hair again to pull her back up to her knees, he made some adjustments to the rope. He wanted her legs to stay open no matter what position he pulled her into. Satisfied, he walked to stand in front of her. Color had blossomed on her check and he knelt in front of her to caress it.
"Let's see you fight now my love." He kissed her deeply, at the same time he grabbed her breast and squeezed. She gave a slight moan but he wanted more. Moving his lips to her neck, he bit down at the same time he twisted her nipple.
The noises she made that time were guttural, and it spurred him on. He set teeth in the mound of each breast before clamping clothes pins to her nipples. Running a finger through her folds, he coated them in her wetness and then shoved them into her mouth.
"You enjoy being my prey, my dirty whore don't you baby," he whispered in her ear.
"Fuck you." She responded.
