The fox hunt - part 2

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As I made my way towards the trees, the air was circulating around my body, caressing my skin under my thin summer dress. The adrenaline and excitement of my situation had caused my skin to be hyper sensitive and the material rubbing on my nipples as I ran, almost made me faulter.
My eyes darted around me, trying to catch a glimpse of a hunter. I began to question my choice of heading to the trees..... was it too obvious....? surely the hunters would know i would head there for cover.... but then.... I did actually want to be 'hunted' right.....? It was too late to change direction, I was nearly at the tree line, the woody, earthy smell of the damp forest floor hit me like a train as I reached my destination. Clasping hold of a large tree trunk I paused for a moment to catch my breath and to contemplate my next move.

I tread carefully over the spongy ground, trying to avoid the fallen twigs and branches, so not to make too much noise and give away my location with ease. The shade from the trees gave a welcome cool feel to the air, and my nipples hardened even further.

I stopped suddenly as I heard a stick snap somewhere close. My heart jumped in my chest. I had stuck close to the trunks of the trees in the hope that would give me the most cover. I could not tell which direction the noise had come from. I was beside a rather wide tree trunk, my hands resting on the rough bark as I tried to ***r around to see if a hunter were close by. Slowly edging around the trunk, my ears straining to hear the slightest clue.

"Gun shot!" A hoarse male voice came out of no where, from behind me,
I instinctively gasped at the shock then remembered Sir's words...
"Freeze on the spot, and start the timer"
I did as I was told. Within seconds my wrists were contained within strong rough hands and pulled behind me, the hunter steered me to face the tree trunk, he raised my arms above my head and placed both wrists in one hand against the tree trunk, i heard a belt buckle rattling as my legs were kicked apart. He was at my entrance, and with a strong pull of my hip, he pulled me onto him with ***. I couldn't help but take a sharp intake of breath as he filled me. Stretching my tight pussy around him. His hand gripped onto my hip hard as he took me with ferocity. The top half of my body feeling the abrasive texture of the bark as he drove into me faster and harder with each stroke. My hands felt numb from the pressure of which he was pinning my wrists. The sensations were overwhelming, the ***, the pleasure, the ***istic nature of how he was taking me, the forest air, the blend of earthy smells and the smell of an aroused man. I let out a moan.
"Shut up, and stay still" the hunter snapped.
He continued to pound me relentlessly, then a noise bought me back to the concious...... it was the timer alarm.....

The hunter let out an audible growl as he pulled himself out of me and released my wrists.
"Don't turn around" He said gruffly.
I stopped the alarm and stood still. I felt the skirt of my dress lift and a cold sensation run across my ass. When I smelt the chemical smell of permanent marker, I realised the cold was the hunters mark being applied. I remained in place as I heard the footsteps walk away, I risked a quick glance as I moved off in the opposite direction, I could make out a tall man with broad shoulders and a full head of hair, he had a determined stride in his step..... I couldn't help but wonder, with an air of hope, if he would find me again to finish what he had started.......

I took a breath and focused on the task at hand, there were still who knows how many other hunters after me. I had to get my head back in the game.....

I decided to cut across the wooded area to see what was on the other side...... I was still treading carefully but now there was a throbbing between my legs which made it difficult to concentrate.
I could see the other side of the tree line when I heard...
"Gun shot."
I froze and started the timer.
"Drop to your knees" He said as he approached
I did as instructed without hesitation. The forest floor was spikey and dug into my knees, but I am well practiced at sustained lengths of time on my knees. Sir has trained me well.
"Hands behind your head, open your mouth and stick your tongue out, don't move!!" His instructions were clear and precise, I followed them to the letter. I have a weakness for instruction. I like to know that I am doing everything that is required of me without room for interpretation.
As he moved closer I saw his hard cock already released from his trousers, stood in front of me I couldn't help but look up at him from my kneeled position
"Mmmm, good girl, keep looking"
He pushed his fingers into my mouth, far back my throat forcing me to gag and drool, holding the back of my head his fingers delved even further into my throat. I gagged and tried to move my head.
"I said don't move!!!" His tone was more stern, it made me quiver and the throbbing became more intense.
Removing his fingers, he reached down to my dress, with a short sharp tug he ripped the top open exposing my breasts to the open air
"Much better" He growled
Holding his shaft in his hand he ran the tip over my tongue before pushing it into to my mouth, he threw his head back and groaned, before he grabbed my hair and thrust him self deep down my throat. Holding me there I gagged and as I tried to move my head to the side, a sharp slap landed on my face
"Last warning, don't move!!!"
My mouth and throat was full once again but from now on it was being thrust repeatedly, with ***, drool and slobber was falling freely from my mouth in strings, covering my breasts
"Look up at me"
I looked up to see this man towering over me, his manhood filling my face, my eyes are streaming so it is difficult to see him clearly. Both of his hands are now on the back of my head pushing me further down onto him with each movement
"Absolutely beautiful"
Those words made me want to try harder, I tried to open my mouth wider and relax my throat, his groans told me I was doing well
The timer alarm broke through the sound of choking and gurgles. He withdrew and with that I dropped my arms and turned off the alarm.
He packed himself away into his trousers and smeared the dribble hanging from my chin over my face, He took his marker and found a dry spot on my breasts to leave his mark
"Mmmmm, very nice, your Sir is a lucky man"
My knees were now burning and I fell to the side, sitting to catch my breath, smiling as i watched him walk away.

What was my next move?..........

Edited March 24 by Deleted Member
Had some addition text at the top that was not required

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I then arrived on the scene ..,,

Wow that was a pleasure to read 😈

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Part 3 coming soon........

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