I run through the forest, my feet bare. I don't know where I am, and it's starting to get dark out. My lungs are burning, and I curse myself for not running enough. I stop for a second trying to catch my breath while listening intensely.
The forest is so quiet. I pick up the pace, running. Suddenly I hear a sound, like a twig crushed under a boot. I turn my head instantly, a scream escaping my lips as i fall onto the ground.
The second I fall you're there, looking at me with concern in your eyes. Your expression quickly change as i start fighting you, pushing you off me and getting on my feet. I run faster than I thought possible, but shortly after feeling an arm around my waist. You're pulling me back against your chest, while I'm screaming, wildly kicking my arms and legs, trying to grab onto something. You collect my wrists in one of your hands, but I manage to fight you off shortly.
"Enough!" you order, but that doesn't stop my wild fighting. You bite down hard on my shoulder, making me still, then push me to the ground, forcefully, yet careful not to hurt me, and sit on top of me, "you're mine now" you say, as you collect my wrists behind my back you pull out some rope, starting to tie my hands. You tie another piece a rope onto my wrist, so you have a leash tied to me.
You get up and roughly pull me onto my feet. You pull a little on the leash, "you're tied, so don't try to run, you'll only hurt yourself" you say, looking at me with a triumphant, smug look across your face, I meet your eyes, mine shooting daggers, full of fury, and a little lust.
"Let's get you home" you say, grabbing my neck and giving me a hard, possessive kiss before you start moving. I bite your lip, much harder than I normally would, and look at you with a defiant look on my face. You grab my throat pushing me backwards a little. "That will only add to the punishment you're getting" you say, a cold smile on your lips. I gasp as you release my throat and start walking, pulling me along as a prisoner.
When we reach the cabin from where I escaped you make me stand, still tied, and walk to find a scissor, still holding onto the leash that has me tied, not risking me running again. You find one and cut off the long, now dirty, t-shirt dress I'm wearing. I blush as your eyes roam over my body, I'm now completely naked.
You grab me by my upper arm and start moving me towards the couch, sitting down and pulling me down with you, so I'm lying across your lap, bare ass in the air. "I was gonna let you off with only ten spankings, but I think after that little stunt you pulled, that you need fifteen instead. You will count them" you say firmly. I don't answer, still fuming. You slap my ass hard and I cry out, wincing. "Is that understood?" you say, sounding angry now.
