Mar 5, 2025
i need to chase a masochistic preything down through the woods, one who i can tackle and shove roughly into the dirt before biting the back of their neck hard and growling low and deep in my chest to get a deeper whiff of the scent of their fear.
one who i can unleash all of my primal urges onto without worrying about breaking them, alternating between harsh tickle torture and feral rutting- each cycle somehow feeling more violating than the last.
one that wants to be a victim, badly enough to venture into the woods all by their lonesome, willingly into my territory, smelling of fear like you do and seeking me out.
whether you know what youre getting into or not is irrelevant once i get my claws on you.
