Wait it out, and then run

You anxiously wait for the dreaded door to finally finish opening as you steal glances back towards the blue passageway to make sure you don't see anyone coming, not that you'd be able to do anything if they did with how narrow the hallways are, but you'd rather have a slim chance than no chance by being grabbed from behind.

After two anxious minutes the door is now open wide enough for you to slip through the gap and dash into the hallway beyond. The new hallway is a hot pink in color and you run through the twists and turns hoping that you weren't being followed as you ran as fast as you could do, without losing the ability to take the turns you needed to.

Afeter a minute of running you could feel your heart racing now, as you could hear the unmistakable sound of a second pair of heavier footsteps following you, and you begin to panic, but focus on running hoping beyond hope that your head start would have paid off, as you near the next corner and see what looked like it could be the center, and finally you feel like you could get out of this mess without being caught by the Manotaur, whose heavy footsteps seemed to be so close behind you now, you practically expected to be stopped by a pair of large strong hands, but with the end in sight, you find a surge or adrenaline and go from a run into a full on sprint making speeds which would of made even some of your athletic friends jealous.

You decided to risk a peek over your shoulder knowing that the finishing line, or what you had hoped was the finishing line was dead ahead, however as your craned your head back you almost imediatley regretted it, as your fears were confirmed as you saw a very muscular man with chocolate brown and if you were not mistaken oiled skin very rapidly gaining on you despite your own staggering pace.

You turned your head forward and began to pull all efforts into running, knowing that failure meant capture and in turn meant taking a pussy full of strong potent cum from a professional breeder, who while from the glance you stole did seem handsome enough, you decided not so much that you would want him to be the father of your child.

You could hear the heavy breathing of the man behind you now, as you continued your own sprint with the finish only a few scant years ahead of you now. You half expected ops large dark hand to grab one of your arms ny second, as you could swear that you felt his breath on the back of your neck.

You could see the finish, and wondered if you'd make it, when you felt something brush just past your arm, and you knew that you had luckily escaped being grabbed by the Man behind you. You had a barley a second to think, do you try and run and hope your make the last few meters before being grabbed, or do dive forward and hope the unexpected move mig throw you across the line before being caught.