Kinda

I’m in his back yard and I see his small shed I could try and hide inside or I can try the fence gate. The gate seems the easiest since I can find my freedom. I run to the side gate and start trying to open it, the latch won’t budge and I have no idea why. I’m tugging and fighting the gate in my panic, my hands are clammy and I’m struggling to get enough air into my body with the large intruder in my throat. Finally I give up on the gate and scan the back yard. I see a small pile of yard equipment on the far wall, this is the wall that is away from where my house would be. But anywhere is better then here. With all of my energy I sprint to the equipment and sale over the gate, I feel like a gymnast as my terror grants me extra strength.

Unfortunately, the extra height means I have even further to fall and I land heavily on the ground. What little air is driven from my lungs. My vision is coming in an out and… my pussy is so wet. Why?! Why am I getting excited by not being able to breath and fleeing my psycho neighbor. I hear him starting to scramble over the fence. I can see his silhouette as he climbs over and I run into the woods. I know I’ll need to find a way to get around and back to my house. But for now, I just need to escape my neighbor.

I am running frantically, my chest is rising and falling dramatically with each step. I am pumping my arms as I run, to terrified and focused on escape to even think about removing the large gag that’s still in my mouth.

I run for an eternity. It was probably closer to a few minutes, branches and twigs slap against my naked flesh as I run through the woods leaving scratches and red marks all over myself. My vision begins to fade as my stomach heaves. I need air. I need to escape. I’m in so much panic I can’t focus on what to do. I find myself crawling trying to get away. And finally I collapse, lack of oxygen to my lungs unable to support my continued flight.