You know how to take care of yourself; you’re independent, fierce, and proud… but when the lights go out, you crave the thrill of being chased. Being hunted down, wrestled to the ground, and taken, and your husband knows this. He loves nothing more than reminding you who you belong to.

This time is different, however; tonight the game is as realistic as it can be. Tonight you’ll be in deserted woodland in the late hours of a summer evening in nothing but bicycle shorts, soft running shoes, and a tank top.

He’s going to hunt you down, and when he catches you, he’s going to breed you, just like you’ve always wanted.

TW: One Use of ‘Bitch’ and ‘whore’