SUMMARY: A picnic turns into a fun game of Hide & Seek. The rules have changed since the last time you played. This time, there's more to lose once you're caught. And you will be caught. You can run, but you can't hide. This audio contains themes of CNC and r***. Please listen with caution. CNC/R*** Tag: There is no explicit verbal agreement to s*x, but there is a firm presence of safewords and trust between the speaker & listener. This has been tagged CNC & r*** to warn listeners against potential triggers. Please read with caution. Names used: pet, baby, sl*t, b*tch (kinda).
Oh, pass me the napkins. On your left. On your other left, you fucking dork.
No, you're right. If I hadn't wanted to ruin our brand new picnic blanket, I shouldn't have left you in charge of the wine. My mistake.
Oh well, lessons learned. Did you get enough to eat? There's plenty more jam and brie.
How about some fruit? Or I could make you another cracker. Well I know mine are the best.
That's why I'm offering. It's all in the layering. Here's technique to getting the perfect jam to cheese ratio.
Now open up. That's a good girl. Good, right? Yeah, that's what I thought.
You always tease me about being so particular. Pays off sometimes, doesn't it? Nice out, isn't it? I love this time of year, when spring shifts gently into summer.
It's warm enough for those sundresses I love so much. Yeah, but cool enough for me to wrap you in my jacket on the walk back. Perfect really.
Ugh, and what exactly is that supposed to mean? I am not. Alright, fine.
I usually do have an idea in my head of how things should go. I like to plan. Plus it's comforting when things go according to plan.
I don't like to be unprepared. What's wrong with that? Your face says otherwise.
Spontaneity, huh? Careful what you wish for, love. You might just get more than you bargained for.
What do I mean? Let's see. Do you trust me? To keep you safe, to protect you? That's a good girl.
How about we play a little game? You see those woods over there? I used to come here with my friends as a kid during the summer.
We spent more time here than we did at home. I know this area like the back of my hand. You ever played hide and seek? Oh good, then you're familiar.
Here's how this is going to work. On the count of three, you're going to take off into those woods. You get a 30 second head start.
You hide, I seek. And then, I'm coming after you. And you won't like what happens when I catch you.
Understand the rules? Of course I have the advantage. Can't have you getting lost in there, can I? No, no.
You wanted to do something spontaneous. Plus, that glint in your eyes tells me that you're intrigued. Do you want to be hunted, pet? Look at me.
Remember your safe word? Blueberry, that's right. Good girl.
Got your phone? Call me if you want to stop or I can't hear your safe word. I promise I will find you.
Whether it's by catching you or otherwise. Are we clear? Any questions? Is that excitement I'm seeing? Alright pet, up on your feet.
Go stand by the edge of the trees. I'm right behind you. Ready? Deep breath.
Three. Two. One.
Run. Ready or not, here I come. You know, not much has changed about these woods.
In fact, I can still see where we carved out notches in the trees to climb. Hide and seek was our favorite game to play as kids. Did I ever tell you about that? My favorite thing to do was hide.
One time, we were out here chasing each other through the trees. Everyone had been found but me. The last one standing.
I'd gotten a little too good at the game, you see. Learned how to walk so my footsteps didn't make any noise. Listened to the sounds of the others' heavy breaths.
Paid attention to how the birds went silent when someone got too close. They searched for me for hours, well past nightfall. What they didn't realize is I'd been right under their noses the entire time.
Or perhaps I should say, above them. I'd climbed one of these old oaks and hid right in plain sight. Didn't come down until I heard one of the others start crying.
After that, I wasn't allowed to hide anymore. Guess what I was, pet? Seeker.
Come out, come out, wherever you are. You're entirely too loud for someone who doesn't want to be found. And I will find you.
Would you like to know what I'm going to do with you once I catch you? Want to hear all the ways I plan to claim you in these woods? Tell you just how I'm going to breed you? Or maybe I should just show you.
Oh, I can hear your breathing, pet. Oh, I'm so close. Stalking you like this.
The thought of throwing you down in these leaves and having my way with you. Fuck. Makes me so hard.
What's that? Are you running from me? Do make it somewhat of a challenge for me, won't you? Oh, this is my favorite fucking part.
I can see you. Come on, pet. You can go faster than that, can't you? Oh no, that's a dead end.
Where to next? Ten seconds. Right behind you.
Five more. Got you. Struggle all you want.
You aren't going anywhere. And no one can hear you with my hand over your mouth, now can they? Oh, you poor pathetic thing.
Didn't even put up a fight. It's almost as if you wanted to get caught. Is that true? Look at that.
You're breathing so hard. Heart's beating so fast. Is that excitement I see? Breathe with me, pet.
That's a good girl. I can feel you shaking, too. Legs trembling.
You look so pretty in my trap. Sprawled out amongst the leaves, chest heaving and eyes wild. Do you remember what I said I was going to do once I caught you? Well, here's a reminder.
I'm going to breed you. I'm going to fuck you so hard, so deep that you won't know where I stop and you begin. On your hands and knees.
Get this fucking dress out of the way. Oh, such a good slut. Not wearing any underwear.
Did you plan to get fucked today? Imagine me bending you over at any moment, hocking this dress up and pulling you onto my cock by your hips. Is that what you hoped for? Do you need to be fucked? Oh, I know, pet.
I know. And I'm going to give you exactly what you need. Fuck, you feel so good.
You don't need anything except for this dripping cunt to be filled with my cock and pumping you so full of my cum. You're nothing but a hole for me. Isn't that right? A warm, wet hole for me to use and fucking breed.
Just for me. All mine. Beg for it.
For me to fuck you harder. Come on now. Beg or I'll stop.
Louder. Louder. I can't hear you.
Beg for me to use you. For me to make you my good little cum slut whose only purpose is to be fucked stupid. Oh, good fucking girl.
You sound so pretty. Oh, but enough. Enough.
I want you to shut the fuck up while you take this cock. Oh, my good fucking slut. Stretched good and wide.
Taking every inch of me until you're stuffed full. Fucking look at you. Your pussy is so desperate for it.
Gripping me so hard. Creaming all over my cock. It's so fucking wet for me.
Listen to the sounds it makes as it milks me. Is this what you needed, pet? Did you need to be fucked into the dirt? This is what you were meant to do.
Oh, that's it. Fuck yourself back onto me. Such a good girl.
This is what you were made for. Fuck. You are nothing but a fuck toy for me to use.
Isn't that right? Play with your clit. Now.
These fucking hips. So damn breathable. And this gorgeous ass.
I love seeing you bent over for me. Now, moan for me. Let everyone know how good it feels.
How you can't get enough. Are you gonna be a good slut, huh? You gonna come for me? I know you're getting off on this.
I can feel how fucking wet you are. I can feel how tight your cunt is wrapped around me. Oh, you fucking love this, don't you? Shut up.
I know you do. What fucking slut are you? That's right.
Mine. Do you want my cum? I'm gonna fill you so full it's gonna run down your legs on the walk back.
There won't be a fucking question as to who you belong to. Isn't that right, pet? Say it.
Fucking say it. Good girl. Good.
I want you to come with me. You ready? Come on.
I know you can. I know you want to come to the feeling of that pussy stuffed full. To the knowledge that you're getting railed on the filthy ground like a bitch in heat.
Come on, my cock. Oh, fuck. Come with me.
Fuck. Oh, God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, good job, baby. Oh, come here.
You did such a good job. God, that was so fucking hot. You're incredible.
Hang on. Shit. Your legs are shaking.
Let me help you up. Easy does it. Hey, hey, look at me.
You doing okay? God, you did perfect. How was that for spontaneity? I didn't scare you, did I? Judging by how hard you came, I assumed you liked it.
Seriously, you had me in a vice grip. Hang on here. Lean on me.
I've got you, baby. No, no. Don't worry.
I've got an extra set of clothes for you back in the car. One of my big T-shirts. Of course I did.
Remember what I said about things going to plan? Come on, baby. Let's go home.