EroticReverie

Aurora

I hiss as a low hanging branch on a tree scrapes my thigh as I run. I feel the trickle of blood down the front of my my thigh and dripping onto my thigh high sock. I whimper, reaching down, swiping at the small cut , the wetness staining my fingertips and I wipe it on my skirt. 

"Kittennnnnn" His voice calls to me through the trees. A warning, a countdown , he's coming soon. Always giving me a head start, sometimes mere seconds, and sometimes minutes, letting me get so far, thinking I'm tucked far away enough, hidden from him well enough, that if I just lay there for as long as I need to, I might finally win his little game. 

The heartbeat in my chest, matches the one between my legs, and that just tells me that I may not want to win his game. Maybe I purposely pick shit hiding places, maybe I let my feet fall a bit too heavy on the ground. Maybe I could be more nimble and light on my feet and not charge through the woods, or train myself not to whimper too loudly when I feel him or hear him getting closer. 

The ache starts. The aching inside of my core that I get each time he makes prey out of me. My ass and other parts of my body he's pressed himself against when he captures me, burn for more. He only ever takes one thing from me though. The panties. 

Tonight was a night with warning, preparation for the game. Sometimes it was sprung upon me in the middle of my sleep. Or at random dark hours of the night. But tonight he'd told me over dinner that he also forced me to eat with him everynight, at table that seemed a mile long. He'd told me tonight we'd play. 

I'd dressed in black, the harder for him to see me, the better. I'd worn a skirt, because it was easier to deal with the shame of my wet panties being handed over, when I didnt have to peel off any other clothes to let him remove them. But tonight...if he found me....when he found me.....he'd have no prize to take. The breeze of the night brushes against my bare pussy under my skirt and I let out a pathetic whimper as I hear his words. 

"Ready or nooot....here I cooooome"