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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 fear, 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 animal 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 helpless 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 animal 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?