Primal Play

[Deleted Member]

The Hunt.

I was asked what primal play looks like to me, or what being hunted means to me. This is an first attempt to convey and describe this,

This scene assumes the ‘boring’ but important parts have already been discussed and agreed to (Hard limits, planning, safewords, consent ect). This might be a fantasy, but let’s educate and learn how to play safely while also having fun.

The forest, wood, shrub, copse, bush.

The eerie stillness, the quiet rustle of leaves and creatures chirping. I look up, monochrome branch and sky. A quite secluded spot. Stillness and silence. Green and browns that vary in intensity and hue depending on the level of sunlight or shade.

The wind still, but gentle, slightly swaying, carrying with it the smell of damp earth and decaying matter.

The ground firm underfoot, with leaves carpeting the ground. Grass doesn’t grow here, the upper canopy of trees does not permit enough sunlight.

My eyes dart around, any slight movement or sound alerts my senses. My heart races, my breathing is deliberate, deep and fast, as if my body is preparing for something. My brain is screening and interpreting like an ***, there is no thought, merely sensations. I am present, here and now. This is all that matters, all that is. There is peace and urgency.

I crouch low down to the ground, surveying my surroundings behind some cover. My muscles are tense, as if ready to spring into action. I breathe in deeply, using all my senses to tell me what might happen next. My ears prick up, I tuck the d***s of my hair behind my ears, so as to allow as much sound to be.

My hips and pelvis are flexed, my feet are spread wide supporting my shifting gait, my hands sifting through the mulch in front of me. My eyes are wide, pupils dilate to absorb as much light as possible. I breathe open mouthed and taste the air that dances the tip of my tongue.

How much time has elapsed, that I do not know. Did we agree on 10 or 20 human minutes? Time stands still here. This time I chose a good spot, will he ever be able to find me? Good. I don’t want to make it too easy. From this vantage point, I can see if anyone approaches, and still have an advantage.

Even more time elapses, my mind begins to wander away from the present. Suddenly a blackbird sounds a warning call, I hear footsteps, and then the downwind brings musk to my nostrils. It’s him. I can see him making his way through the undergrowth, his movement is hurried while precise. Ha! He’s getting frustrated, angry even, the furrow in his brow shows he’s not happy.

I carefully study his trajectory, wondering what is he thinking right now? What is going on in the labyrinth of his mind? I feel like I must know. Does a lamb wonder about the thoughts of a wolf?

When the time to run comes, utilising my position to its best advantage, waiting until the last possible moment. Not only will running reveal my position, it will seriously frustrate him, as he’ll quickly realise what I have done. How I planned for this to happen all along, how I outwitted him, he won’t be able to pursue me, in fact, I’ve made it far more challenging, he’ll have to go back on himself. He’ll be absolutely furious, I broke one of our rules.

My heart is thumping under my breasts, literally beating right through me. My breathing has quickened and become more shallow. Every sense in my body and mind is heightened, charged with exquisite intoxicating energy.

Just a few seconds more…my heart beats count the passing time, like a hammer striking a bell,

Now!

I dart out from the undergrowth, as quick as a hare, and as quick as a bird of prey he alters his path, coming towards me. But as soon as this occurs, he stops, his face unreadable as he processes what it is that I have done. How this won’t be another easy kill. The prey is now the pricewinner, in this battle of wits.

This doesn’t mean I can get cocky and stand there and gloat, otherwise my advantage will be short-lived.


The thrill of being pursued is delicious, being so tempting a prey, that he will track and hunt you down. But you don’t make it easy, oh no. You fight, he has to earn it, prove himself worthy of catching you. Tease, tempt, turn the tables, break the rules, act all innocent. Flutter your eye lashes, moi? Draw him in, push him away, wait and then lure him back. The push and pull, the frisson is electrifying. It’s the same old story, he ***s you to submit to him. He dominates you.

I can’t help but smile and laugh as I run. This is the only game where I win when I lose.

But something's not right, he’s not going back on himself, as I thought he would do. Oh fuck, he’s fording the river, he must be good swimmer, or the current is as strong of the tide isn’t up right now, damn.

Shit! Blind white *** sets in. fuck fuck fuck. This isn’t what I planned, oh no, just keep running, moving, going forward anywhere, my legs feel simultaneously stiff and like jelly. I lost the only advantage or whatever advantage I had, the only thing I can do is run and hide. I did change into clothing that would help me camouflage, as hiding seems to be the best option. I’ll find a good place to hide.

His s***d, strength, agility, height and intelligence far outstrips mine.

Oh shit, what was that!?

He’s gaining on me. Better find that place to hide real soon or else…

The next thing I know is I’ve been grabbed, was it by my hair, hips or waist? All I know I’ve stopped running
He’s finally caught up with me, did it take seconds or minutes? Or was it all over before it began?

His eyes are wild, dark, black, the whites are exposed. His breathing is hard and heavy, but his grip doesn’t subside. If anything it becomes tighter and stronger. I, on the other hand, have frozen. Stock still, whether it’s a result of shock or ***, I do not know. My breathing has slowed down to a slow and steady pace, as I observe him. My eyes are wide and doe like, a gentle fawnlike submissiveness overcomes over me. I become limp in his grasp. His eyes never move away from me, I avoid his cold stare. He leans in closer and smells my hair and skin, his top lip curls into a cruel wolf-like snarl. I swear the tip of this tongue flickered out like a snake and he actually licked me.

I remain motionless, biding my time, as I come to my senses. He begins to relax, as he surveys his catch, relishing in his triumph, taking delight in his mastery, like a cat toying with a mouse right before he devours him.

My mind starts assessing and analysing, the game is still on, or is it?

My eyes narrow, just a few more moments, I might not be able to escape, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to make this easy for him.

Just as he is about to start nuzzling my neck, I strike.

Out comes the fight, I don’t know what I did first, the *** inside was unleashed in a last ditch attempt to fight back. I bit, scratched, clawed, grabbed, chewed, kicked. As soon as I started it, he quickly subdued it. His hold on me is even tighter than before, this time his hands are in my hair forcing my head to keep still. He pins me to the ground with his body pressing down upon me. I’m still squirming, trying to untangle him from me. I growl at him, baring my teeth like a vixen.

He puts his hand onto my cheekbone, as if both giving an order and laying claim to me.

‘I will take you now’ are the only human words he says. His voice is deep, powerful and commanding.

He rips off my clothes while I try and resist until I am naked, my pale skin contrasts with the browns and greens of the surroundings. My lips, nipples and vulva are all the same pale pink hue. Freckles and moles dotted all over my body. I’m lying there feeling small and exposed. Nevertheless, I am not giving up I’ll fight like a lioness, just as he’s about to penetrate me, I become wild like a banshee, roaring, screeching, I fight, my arms raining a few blows before he takes both of my wrists in his hands and holds them above my head, his body leaning on me.

His eyes stare deep into mine, his nostrils flare as he breathes in and out. Knowing I can’t physically resist, he puts one of my nipples into his mouth. Sucking on it, until it becomes hard. My clitoris starts to engorge, my moist opening has been wet since the start, almost seems to unfurl and invite him in. My breathing starts to match his, as his mouth explores my body. He relishes teasing me when I can’t do anything to stop him. A mixture of sucking, biting, nibbling and kissing.

My wrists are still in his hands, so he dares to venture to my neck, knowing full well that I could bite. With this in mind, he lets one of my arms go, and holds my face under the jaw. I use my free arm to try and futilely push him off. I then resort to scratching and digging my claws into his back. This spurs him on to be even more explorative.

He feels how proud my clitoris is, and gently rubs the labia and vulva before putting the finger in my mouth for me to taste. I gaze at him like a coquettish kitten, he moves in to kiss me and I sink my front teeth into his lips. I’m constantly searching for a reaction, and this bite seems to have done it. He grabs my legs, spreads them apart to gain access to me. His cock has been rock hard for a while, I look at it amazed, oof this is gonna hurt. He knows he has to be quick or else I’m going to become ungovernable again, so he slides his penis in.

A variety of methods are used to placate me, while I try to shift my hips and pelvis, he's pressing his weight down upon me, ensuring I submit. Like the tantric sex position, yab yum, our hearts are next to each other, his hands are again pulling my hair, caressing and squeezing my tits, fondling the nipples making them erect, hands on my throat, pressing on the sides of the next (never press on the front or the windpipe!!), hands on my hips, waist, rubbing my clit while he fucks me senseless. Thrusting deep inside of me, under his strength I’m *** to resist, I’m exhausted physically, outwitted intellectually, equalled psychologically and drained mentally. I still fuck like a she-wolf.

Cortisol and adrenaline are joined by endorphins and oxytocin. I experience one of many all over body orgasms, between scratching, clawing and biting he comes violently. There is no subdued crescendo to this mating session.
We make eye contact, I hardly recognise him, there is an *** in his eyes. What could it be, tiger, lion, wolf or bear or is it just man in his true essence? Wild, free, unconstrained, untamed… primal?

[DirtyDaddyx]

Long read but very erotic and sexy x

[Te****]

Very interesting read, I like your imagination!

[Ms****]

Oh my god you are an amazing writer. 🤯

[Ba****]

Great writing. Evocative, sensual and stimulating…

[Deleted Member]

Thanks

[Firepit]

I never thought it could be quite so naturally literally. Titillating.

[Fi****]

The smile during the slight eye contact prior to the catch I found gave me goosebumps..

[Fi****]

Fine me before I find u

[Deleted Member]

Wow thanks for all your support 💝🙏

[Firepit]

I'm guessing some comments got whacked..? I missed the finale

[sagittariussun]

Ffs

[Deleted Member]

1 hour ago, Firepit said:

I'm guessing some comments got whacked..? I missed the finale

Ffs

[Rajdom]

Excellent !! Thank you

[Deleted Member]

Tuesday at 08:28 PM, Rajdom said:

Excellent !! Thank you

Thank you so much 👍

[Deleted Member]

Excellent 👌👍

[Firepit]

2 hours ago, DemisexualFox said:

Excellent 👌👍

You're bouncing around like Sonic.
How many rings you got inside?

[Deleted Member]

16 minutes ago, Firepit said:

You're bouncing around like Sonic.
How many rings you got inside?

I had issues with my previous accounts 😕😔 annoying

[Firepit]

4 hours ago, Deleted profile said:

I had issues with my previous accounts 😕😔 annoying

And this one it looks