Hunted

He’s woken late one night by hands clasped over his mouth. He panics, thrashing against the man that hold him. But then, slowly, he comes to his senses. He knows that body pressed against his, knows that voice whispering into his ear, and he relaxes. His Master has come to play.

The man takes him to the woods to play a little game. He’s given only minutes to run, to escape from the man’s inevitable, relentless pursuit. It’s a high stakes game of cat and mouse with his body, his whole self, as the prize. There’s no game so fun as the one you can’t wait to lose.