Anya felt her breathing run rampant as she tried to ignore the ache in her cunt. Looking around her outside, she found the dildo near where she had been lying and picked it up, and then located the ass plug, and finally, she pulled the soaking wet pad out of the bottom of her box. She felt tears in her eyes as she thought of the four big men and what she knew they would become. She'd seen enough movies about them that showed them either as a grotesque mix between man and beast, or a change to full beast. She had made it to the woods to the east of the cabin when she heard a howl, one she knew was probably loudly given, but so far north that she didn't hear it at full force.
Holding the dildo in her left hand, her dominant hand, she hurled it with as much force as she could to the east, hoping that it would confuse them enough for her to get farther south. Then she ran in that direction for several minutes before she stopped and chucked the ass plug as far west as she could throw it before running at a much quicker speed through the many trees and bushes that covered the land she had been brought to. The light from the full moon the only light available to show her the way.
She heard another howl, close now, and she shivered as her pussy clenched and danced with joy. Taking the pillow, she held it out to her side as she ran, brushing it against every tree and leaf along the path before finally throwing it into the trees. Anya gasped, she knew what she had done wouldn't confuse them for long, her scent would be too strong, and she started running again, not caring that she was barefoot and her feet were covered in dirt and grass and little cuts from slamming her feet carelessly onto the forest floor as she ran.
Stopping again, she pulled the shirt from her. Smearing it over her pussy before throwing it to her left. Naked, heated from her run, knowing that she was now sweating despite the coolness of the night, she ran again, not stopping until she was finally out of breath and panting loudly, bent over, hands on her knees as she tried to calm herself. She was in somewhat of a clearing now, and she could hear water nearby. She must be near a stream.
Another howl, this one much closer, and it was joined by others. She wasn't sure what she should do. Her pussy demanded she stay still and let them catch her. For fucks sake, she was here to get properly fucked, after all, and no one would fault her if she just stayed where she was and let them catch her. Anya tried to convince herself that there was less chance for injury if she stayed where she was and let them mate her without fighting, but she knew that was not what these men, these beasts wanted from her. They wanted her, needed her to make it difficult for them, they needed to hunt, which meant that they needed her to be the hunted. They needed her to be their prey. Pussy prey. She felt her pussy juices increase. She had to make a decision now, they had stopped howling, which told her that they knew where she was.
Licking her lips, feeling the hairs on the back of her neck stick up and her nipples tighten, she backed towards the south, knowing that they would have come at her from the north, and they were close. Their eyes were on her now and they were stalking her in the dark, waiting for the right moment to pounce. She whimpered and turned to run again, south, and she made it about 10 whole yards before a huge creature jumped out into the clearing, paws slamming into the earth near her right side, gray fur covered a muscled body and blue eyes looked at her while the wolf growled low in its throat, telling her to stay still, that she was now their pawn, and it was definitely checkmate.
She didn't know which man this was, but he was large as a wolf, a lot larger than a regular wolf. He didn't approach her closer, just paced around her on her south side now as she felt the presence of another large body close behind her. Turning around, she saw a rust colored wolf with his eyes trained to her, his body hunched slightly, ready to jump if she were planning to run again. Anya wasn't moving. Her pussy was practically begging her to spread her legs and bend over and her heart was racing in her chest.
As she watched, another wolf moved out of the darkness of the forest, this one gray, but with black hair around it's laws. Anya watched it, it was definitely more jumpy than the others and something told her that this was Yegor, the one who had skipped into the cabin earlier. He moved his big form closer to her and Anya dropped her jaw as he inched forward several times before finally moving in quickly and shoving his cold snout against her wet pussy. She whimpered at the feeling and he jumped back, nearly colliding with the all gray wolf who growled and nipped at him a moment before turning his eyes back to her.
She watched as the wolf who had touched her brought his long tongue out of his mouth and licked her pussy juices off of his snout. His body shivered, the hairs covering his wolf form seeming to move in waves as he kept his mouth open, panting softly as his blue eyes focused on her. Anya waited for one of them to approach her again, but none of the three moved. They eventually turned their heads in unison to look behind her as a deep pitched growl came from close by. Anya shook and let out a gasp as the three bowed their heads to the ground. Sergei was behind her, she knew it without turning, and her limbs shook as she felt his big paws pound closer so that she knew he was within a few feet of her back.
Her pussy wept and she clenched it as she slowly turned around enough to turn her head to look up at the big wolf, her breathing more rapid as she took in the all black wolf with gray, focused eyes. He was on all four of his paws, the front two positioned at a potential pounce and Anya heard herself whimper as he zoned in on her standing naked in the cold, northern forest.