The Chase
***Trigger warning: Besides a slow vette process, This story includes aggressive primary dominance, and a chat scene***
It was a nice sunny evening, and very quiet when this very unassesuming pair pulled up and parked at their favorite trail to go running. Since it was later in the evening and didn’t get dark in Alberta til at least 10 in the summer, that was when they liked to come, When it was quiet, and the trail was empty. It left the opportunity to have fun without being bothed by others, and sometimes do more than just have fun running.
Bjorn got to the parking lot a little early, as he liked to, and started to stretch and breathe before his friend got there. He’d met Kailyn in a local Kink group online, and he was eager to get together when they started having evening runs a couple weeks ago.
The funny thing is, so many people in the lifestyle will hang out loads before simply “hooking up”. The first thing they connected on was walking andrunning outside, and he just enjoyed the company.
He took a deep breath, stood out of the car and stretched tall, reaching from one side to another. He was almost 6 feet, with long hair on top, sealed sides, and a lean muscle body with a few tattoos. It wasn’t long before he watched her pull up and park beside him. “Already here hey?” She called as she got out.
She was a young 30 year old fire cracker with purple hair, a curvy figure, full breasts that were just the right size squeezed into a sports bra and crop top. She had narrow hips that turned into a round butt and lean legs, one sneaker on her left foot and a running blade on her right leg, where she was amputated below the knee. With a personality that screamed colorful goth, who won’t take no shit. If you can imagine a girl with black skirts, dresses and colorful makeup most days. For a run, she had short black shorts on with a bright blue top, with her hair tied up in a top bun. Smirking at him as she got out of the car, she took off running while he was tying his shoes.
She got a good jump on him and lost him for about 100 yards, and Bjorn shook his head at the burst of bratty behavior and started running to catch up with her. She’d gone around a corner, and when he got to her, there here two guys whistling at her as they walked by.
They were two younger guys about 19 or 20 on skateboards, just Beginning to catcall Kailyn, and it was evident she wasn’t into it.
“Whooo, hey honey, what’re you doin out here all alone?” One of them called to her. “You wanna stick with us? We’ll take care of you. There can be some real weirdos out here, right Pete?” He exchanged a thought provoking look with his friend and started to smile at her, beckoning her closer as he got off his board.
Bjorn called to the first guy on his skateboard and turned. “Hey gorgeous, how you doin? Why don’t you flirt with me and not just my friend?” As he started making flirty looks and pouty lips at theguy, he got really weirded out and they started to pick up their boards and keep going. “Yeah ok, have a great day you two.” He said to them as they walked away, and he shook his head.
“Thanks. I mean I can handle two guys like that, but I like knowing you’re safe, and you’ve got my back.” He smiled at her knowingly. “Of course, I’ve got you.” She smiled again and leaned into him, and kissed him on the chef.
“Don’t get me wrong, I’m a strong independent woman and all that, and I generally eat guys like that for breakfast, but positive masculinity and health dominance is sexy. As long as I consent to it first. Like you for instance, I totally would be into that, we’ve been hanging out for a little while, and I trust your intentions.”
“Really? Ok, well, can we call that consent then?” He laughed and took a sip of his water.
“YES, you big doofus of a man. I would happily submit to whatever develops between us. I trust you.”
She rolled her eyes, smiled and kwassed him very tenderly — and for a moment time was a blip, a whisper, an idea, but time didn’t exist. She thought for a moment, and knelt down and pulled down his shorts. “Consider this a thank you for being so sweet.” And she took out his soft cock to begin licking the smooth skin around the head. First lingering there and teasing him a little, giving a cheese grin. Then wrapped her hands around it, and began vigorously sucking his cock.
Bjor, now growing in her mouth, because of the password and suddenly burst of her surprise him, it wasn’t long before he twitched, flexed, grabbed her hair, and started to shoot his hot load down her throat, and in her mouth. She swallowed it all, smiled at him, and stood up. “Oh Thank You.” He said. After taking a minute to drink some water and catch their breath, They took off and finished the days run.
A couple more weeks passed, and nothing more happened other than playful banter on runs, and occasional oral in the bush before finishng the run. You could also say they were building trust. She liked him, felt safe with him. And he was happy to let her set the pace.
That’s something unique about people in the consensual kink lifestyle, they may take their time to actually get sexual or not, but they know it’s a shared connection, and they could take time to establish kinks and boundaries.
But then one day she decided to push his buttons again. They got out, and after stretching a bit, he went back into the car to grab his phone. She looked at his water and a bratty idea crossed her mind. A very funny idea, but bratty, nonetheless. She called “Hey Bjorn!” And dumped out half his water.
“Hey you little brat!” He called, but she was already running away giddy and laughing. She got a way ahead, and he took off after her.
‘I am not letting her get out of my sight this time.’ He thought. ‘Alright, I’m going to catch her and make her behave. Damn bratty antisys’
As he gained on her she ran furthe same into the woods off the public path. “You’re not gonna catch mee!” she called. Feeling her legs pumping with her heart beat, and the spring of her blade giving her a little bounce with every step.
But it was too late, he was on her. She knew she’d activated something primary in him the way he was gaining on her. She could almost smell his hint of patchouli and sweat as he closed the distance behind her.
“Oh yeah? He grew, as he caught up to her from behind. “You think you’re so funny eh? You little fox. You’re mine now.” He grabbed her, turned her around and looked at her sternly. She, giggling, saw the look of intensity in his eyes and knew the game was over. He was going to teach her a lesson in teasing him.
He throw her to the ground and ripped her shorts off, tearing a few stitches with how crazy he was in this moment, and pulled off her shirt to begin roaming his hands all over her body. Firm and full of intention, he squeezed her flesh like she was his for the taking.
And it was driving her wild.
“I’m gonna fuck that playful grin right off your face.” He said. As he flipped her over, and started to warm up her bum with his hand. Getting her ready but also giving her no option B. She’d told him she wanted a challenge, pushed his buttons, and now she’d get it.
SPANK.
Her ass felt his hand hit extra hard.
SPANK
Again.
“You like that? You funny girl?” He asked.
“Yes sir.” She replied. Caught in the euphoria of the hard spanking she’d just gotten, and lost for words.
SPANK
And one last one for good measure.
SPANK
After she’d gotten a good spanking, he grabbed her hips, lined himself up, and licked her dripping pussy a few times. Then as he grabbed his cock and shoved it in her pussy, she lost herself in it.
The moment. Being flipped over. Manhandled. Commanded. It was all so intense, because he wasn’t normally like this, usually he was sweet and gentle, nursery. Butshe knew she was OK, today was just different cause she obviously egged him on one too many times. They’d been building rapport for weeks before this type of play. His muscle figure hulking over her, kneeing at her skin with his strong hands as he stroked in and out, fucking her with a primary wild abandon. They understood and rolled in the bushes, and she kept up the game, wiggling around, making him keep up his force full nature he had in this scene of cat and mouse.
Growling in her ear. “Stop wiggling, little fox.”
Arms being pinned down. Lost in subspace. All she could feel was his full throbbing cock sliding in and out of her wet tight pussy. He thrusted for what seemed like ages, having his way with her, throwing her around. And then he pulled out, grabbed her face with one hand and his cock with the other.
He began struggling his dick over top of her, and after a few seconds of taunting her, he shot his hot load all over her face and tits, then shoved his dick back in her mouth. “Ughmpf” She said, as she began licking his cock like a popsicle. Taking care to lick all the cum off of it, using her finger to wipe it off her face into her mouth. “Mmm, you taste so good.” She smiled, thrilled in the bliss of what had just happened.
Bjorn leaned in and kissed her with password, the nursery energy returning to him. He held her Close. And made sure to provide a moment of after care, just holding her and stroking her hair, whispering sweet nothings and reminding her everything was OK. She was safe with this big furry bear, laying on the forest floor, listening to the trees blowing in the wind.
After a few minutes, they dressed and finished the run they’d just barely started when he attacked her like an animal.
She knew now more than ever, she was safe with him, and he’d be a faithful dominant partner.
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