Quite literally.
I never knew the thrill of being hunted. Nor the sexiness of a big full fluffy tail hanging out of my ass.
I donned a beautiful full tail, and my red pointy years and tried to hide from my hunter. As I heard him come closer I could hear my heart beat quicken from the thoughts of what he would do if he were to catch me. No traps for this little sly fox, rather a hard fucking was awaiting me.
I would dart out from cover and try to find another place to hide while leaving him in my dust. I was able to get away twice and rehide, before I finally ran out of places that would make my big fluffy tail not seen.
The last time the hunter found me I darted out and tried to run away, but he was too close and I felt the noose on my neck, lightly biting into my skin and I knew that I had been captured. He brought me over to the wall and as you would do with any prey tied me up so I could no longer move, as I squirmed he licked my face and said, “I am going to enjoy this”.