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It’s a gorgeous evening for a run, you think to yourself as you pace down your usual trail. You don’t usually run this late, but it’s been too hot during the day lately. It’s still a bit warm, and you decided to wear just a sports bra and skirt so you could run comfortably. The moon is out, and there is a slight breeze, which makes the run quite comfortable. As you run, you start to hear footsteps in the distance. Up until now, you hadn’t seen anyone and wondered you were alone. You hear the footsteps getting closer, and you grow a bit nervous and increase your pace…..
Soon you are running at what feels like full speed. You only lightly jog and are no distance runner, and you can feel him getting closer and closer. You can hear his breath now, and panic sets in. You discover yourself running as fast as efficient despite being almost out of breath. Unfortunately, even with your best efforts, you discover him quickly gaining on you. You look back to catch a glimpse of this person when, out of nowhere, SMACK ! You trip and hit the ground hard….
As you come out of your daze, you can feel the stranger hovering over you. “Are you okay”, he asks while holding his hand out to help you up. Embarrassed, you allow him to help you and begin to wonder what you were so worried about in the first place. He actually seems nice enough, and you feel bad for assuming the worst just because he’s out late at night. Come to think of it, you’re out running late at night as well. He’s probably just trying to beat the heat like you. “Thanks…iam okay…just tripped over something…. not many runners out this late want to join me”, you ask, feeling bad for judging him earlier. “Sure, a girl as pretty as you shouldn’t be out running alone anyway,” he said with a smile as we resumed the run….
He’s probably right, you think; I should have someone with me when running so late. You’re just glad you overreacted and feel better about not being alone on the trail. You had been following him for some time when you began to realize you were not familiar with this part of the trail and thought how far he usually ran. You can feel yourself getting tired, and you don’t really know the way back. “How far do you usually run”, you ask, almost out of breath. “Just a little further”, he says effortlessly…
You start to look around and realize you must have run pretty far. There are no homes around now, and you have run into the middle of nowhere when he finally stops. You collapse down on one knee from all the running and start to take a sip of your water. “This is a beautiful spot”, you say, slightly out of breath as you take in your surroundings. You generally don’t stray this far from the trail, but you can see the appeal. As you rest, you notice he didn’t really respond but instead was opening a backpack and laying down a blanket. He must like to picnic, you think as you watch him unpack. As he’s unpacking, you notice something odd. You could almost swear you noticed handcuffs. Then what looks like a ball gag, and the next duct tape. It takes a few seconds for your brain to process what you are seeing, and then it hits you. The panic returns, and you start to slowly begin sneaking away….
Soon you are in full sprint again, running away in horror. You hear his footsteps increase, and as you look back, you see him in full pursuit. You are tired and running off pure adrenaline. Soon, he’s right behind you. “Where are you going sexy….don’t be scared…. iam not going to hurt you….just be a good girl and it will all be over soon…”, he says calmly, running along with you. “You’re tired and can’t keep running forever… I, on the other hand, can do this all night”, he says confidently while easily keeping pace. He’s right; you are running out of steam and can feel it. He could easily take hold and restrain you, but he is choosing to toy with you instead. Is he just running you until you’re so tired you won’t be able to fight? With each step, your body grows weaker, and you feel your run slack into a slow pace….
“That’s a good girl”, you hear him say as you finally collapse from exhaustion. You see homes off in the distance but have no breath left to scream and try to plead, but all you can do is gasp for air. Soon you feel the cold metal of the cuffs wrapping your wrists and a ball gag being inserted into your mouth. You cannot believe what is happening and feel like you are gonna pass out. He stands you on your feet, and you can barely stand. Your legs feel like jello, and you need a break. “WALK SLUT”, he yelled in a tone that made you perk up. With no energy left to fight, you stumble forward as he guides your way….
As you walk, you feel stupid for not trusting your first instinct. You cannot believe you trusted a stranger in the night and actually followed him out into the middle of nowhere. He made you run until you were tired, like a true predator, and now you have no energy left and are basically all his. As you walk, gagged and cuffed, you begin to imagine everything he will do to you. You try to block out the thoughts but cannot, and to your shock and embarrassment, you start to grow wet imaging the different methods you’ll be used. You don’t know how your body could be turned on under such circumstances, and soon you’re so wet it’s dripping down your leg.
“That’s a good girl…much calmer after a nice run…”, he says as he gently lays you down on the blanket from before. You’re tired, and it feels nice to be off your feet, even if it’s on hard ground. You feel him start groping your body, but you have no fight left in you. Soon he’s lifting your skirt and exposing your cunt to the open air. “No panties…just as I expected…the slutty ones usually run at night”, he taunted as he began working his way between your legs. “Soaking wet already I see”, he said with a smile as his hand made its way up and between your legs. You could feel his fingers work their way inside and slowly violate your helpless body. You try to withstand and block out what is happening, but it’s too intense, and soon you feel your pussy start to flood as he plays with you…
His hands feel amazing, and you are embarrassed and ashamed to think this. All things considered, he has a very gentle touch that your body cannot help but enjoy. Soon you see his head lowering, and you feel his tongue parting your lips. He quickly finds your clit and is soon licking and sucking as your body drips to feed him. You really don’t want to be enjoying this, but he’s making it quite difficult. You try really hard to dissociate your mind from your body, but the pleasure is too intense. All you can focus on is being pleased. Your mind begins to go blank as you are overwhelmed by his touch. Soon you can feel your whole body start to tremble! Unable to withstand any longer, your mind gives in, your eyes roll back, and your whole body shakes as you cum like a little slut beneath him…
Part 2: Cumming soon…
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