Go for it

Out of all the girls it could be, all of them are pretty. There is no way I can go wrong catching any of them. I follow alongside the path on my side of the rope. I don’t want this girl to hear or see me and decide to stray on the other side of the path. That would be bad. So even though I’m following her, I also try to stay back far enough to stay out of sight. Eventually she decides to stray from the path on my side. Nice. But I have to be patient and wait. If I rush for her now and she sees me, she won’t have to run far to get back to the path again and then I will miss out on her.

After letting her stray a bit further, I catch up to her and place myself between the path and her. That way she can at least no longer retreat. I pick up my pace and start closing in on her. Suddenly, she turns around and I am not hidden behind any tree or anything. I’ve been spotted. For a moment, both of us stand there looking at each other. Then she starts running.

I have to hurry now. I need to make sure I run faster than her. If I don’t, she will get away. She tries to dodge me by weaving between the trees. As I am chasing her, I start forgetting about the other people in the event and focus on just me and this mystery girl. Both of us as bare as the day we were born and challenging one another. If she can escape me, I am not worthy of her. If I can catch her, she is to submit to me. I feel it feed into some primal instinct of mine. The rush and excitement of the chase is totally giving me an erection and I love it.

At one moment, I reach for her shoulder, but she makes a sharp turn around a tree and I miss. I don’t give up though. I keep on chasing her until eventually I manage to grab her by the wrist. She squeals when I grab her but now that I’ve caught her, she can no longer protest. I have successfully hunted her down and now she is mine.