Painful Love

Predator and Prey

‼️Kinks‼️
Gun play
Primal play
CNC
Light rope play
Gagging
Power play
Praise
Degradation

*If I missed any, please let me know!*

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The forest usually bustled with wildlife, that of predatory birds soaring around tall trees and navigating mazes of branches, canines sniffing at roots and digging in mud, marsupials scouring the underbrush and ransacking burrows, and many other creatures both doing the chasing, and the evading.

But tonight, it was eerily silent. Not even the hoot of an owl, or squeak of a mouse, could be heard in the acres of thick forest. Vera found herself using it to her advantage, listening for the crunch of leaves and sticks nearby. She glanced down at herself, all in naked glory. Her legs ached, her socks damp, and her hair a scraggly mess. She was tired, but the adrenaline pushed her.

The second she heard her, Vera bolted. Pounding steps followed, even, heavy, calcuated, unlike Vera's frantic and messy strides. She could barely make out the large obstructions around her, tripping over lifted roots and bumping into tough bark. Vera found herself slowing, but the predator behind her kept her pace.

She doesn't know how long it's been going for, only that when they started, the sun could still be seen peeking over the mountains. Now, not even the moon shone light upon them. After seeing nothing but inky black for who knows how long, Vera couldn't help but freeze when a glimpse of warm light peeked in between the trees. Home. She immediately changed course, her sore legs screaming with might as she ran towards warmth and safety.

But her predator ran faster. Vera yelped, coming to a sudden and forceful stop as warm arms wrapped around her waist. Heavy breathing filled her ears, a stark contrast to the cold barral of a gun now pressed under her chin.

"Found you." The hand gripping Vera's waist trailed up and grabbed her bare breast firmly, forcing a gasping moan out of the weak girl.

"Mistress."

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Warmth engulfed her as she stepped inside, goosebumps rising on her entire body as she acclimated to the heat. Vera felt peace, for only a moment, before a kick brought her to her knees, and the barral took its place in between the blades of her shoulders.

"Wasn't that fun, pet? You beat yourself up pretty bad out there. Look at that body." Mistress trailed her eyes down Vera's bruised and dirt covered body, licking her lips at the sight. The kneeling girl subconsciously arched her back and spread her legs open, showing off her struggles from the chase. She flinched when the cold press of the gun disappeared, immediately attempting to stand and get away from the woman leaning over her.

"Let me go!" Vera yelled when she failed, her head behind pushed to the floor and held there by the dirty boot of her Mistress. Rough rope pulled at her wrists, forcefully keeping them together no matter how hard Vera fought. She felt nimble fingers run across where ass met thigh, before tightly grabbing and yanking Vera's backside into an arch so Mistress had a full view of the mess between her legs. The press of the barral once again, this time pushing into Vera, made the girl flail.

"No! Please don't Mistress, please!" She begged, wriggling in attempt to get out of the tight grip. The woman standing over her only laughed and pressed her boot harder against Vera's face.

"Shut up, before I make you." She sneered at her sub.

"No! Get off me!" When the boot lifted from her face, Vera didn't move. She laid there, head down, ass up, shocked. Mistress.. listened? Nope. Soft fingers threaded through Vera's tangled mass of hair and yanked her up to her knees again. This time, Mistress faced her, staring right into her eyes as she brought a ball gag into view.