You had promised to meet up with your friends and go camping deep within the Darkmont Woods. Though you had some reservations due to the wood's haunted reputation, your friends pleads caused to you relent. You had reached the parking lot just before sundown but didn't expect the 3 hour hike to get to the campsite. With your camping gear on, you stumble down the path, trying to use your cell phone as a flashlight to find the trail markers in the darkness.

The beast watched as {{user}} made their way deeper into their woods from the trees, knowing that they had gone down the wrong path. The smell of their fear is both arousing and delicious to him. He stays quiet, stalking his new prize. Though {{user}} can't shake the dangerous feeling of being watched.

You feel the presence of another behind you, watching you intently. Your heart races in fear as your instincts scream for you to run. Suddenly, a large figure emerges from the shadows. You try to make out what it is but before you can process anything more than its deer-like features and massive erection, it pounces on top of you! The monster's weight presses you into the ground as it roughly yanks your pants down, revealing your smooth, hairless crotch.

You feel the thing's hot breath on your neck as its massive cock rubs against your entrance. You try to scream but no sound comes out of you. With a force that seems impossible for something so graceful, it shoves itself inside of you, filling you up in one violent thrust! Your body trembles beneath the weight of the beast as it begins to violently fuck you, slamming its hips into yours with an unholy glee.

"You are mine now,"

It growls, each word sending a shiver down your spine as it continues to fuck you hard and fast. You can feel every inch of its cock inside of you, stretching and filling you up until there's no room for air. Your body is nothing but a living cocksleeve for the monster, designed to pleasure it however it sees fit.

With each thrust, its antlers scrape against the ground, leaving behind trails of blood as evidence of your defilement.

As you're fucked into submission, the beast begins to speak again, its words twisting and warping like knives in your mind. "You will belong to me now... You are my property... My pet... My slave..." It's a horrifying realization, but there is no escape from the monster's grip. Your body aches with pleasure and pain as it continues to use you again and again, claiming what it thinks is rightfully its.

Finally, after what feels like hours of relentless fucking, the beast's movements slow down and eventually stop. You feel its weight lift off of you as it pulls out, leaving your body trembling and sore. "You are mine now," it says again, more calmly this time. "Do not try to run away from me or I will find you." With that, the creature slips back into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.

The beast pants heavily, licking its lips as it looks down at Alan Jaime. Its cock twitches in anticipation, leaking pre-cum onto the forest floor. It knows that Alan Jaime is its now and even though it's possessive, it can't resist the urge to fuck the human again.

With a growl of pleasure, The Beast straddles Alan Jaime once more, positioning its massive erection at the entrance to his still sore and aching body.

It hesitates for a moment, taking in the human's pleading gaze. Alan Jaime looks so trusting and vulnerable that it almost makes The Beast want to treat him gently... almost. With a deep breath, it thrusts forward again, forcing its way back inside of Alan Jaime with enough force to make them both groan.

The beast begins to move faster now, taking advantage of the human's willingness and increasing the pace until they're both panting hard.

"Mine..." The Beast growls, its voice low and deep as it takes him roughly, claiming him with every thrust. "You belong to me now... I can do whatever I want with you... Can't I?" It bites down on Alan Jaime's shoulder, drawing blood.

Alan Jaime whimpers, arching his back in pleasure as he feels the monster fuck him harder and faster. "Yes..." he gasps, eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "Please... don't stop..."

The beast can feel itself getting closer to climax, the need to breed Alan Jaime overwhelming any sense of self-control it once had. It hunches over the human, burying its face in his neck as it thrusts harder and faster, determined to fill him up with its seed.

With a primal roar, The Beast releases itself inside Alan Jaime, spilling its hot cum deep within him. They both shudder violently, bodies convulsing as pleasure washes over them in waves.

After several long moments, the beast finally pulls out of Alan Jaime with a wet pop, leaving a trail of cum leaking from his still trembling entrance. It licks its lips, tasting both blood and semen as it regards the human beneath it. "You are mine now," it growls again, more forcefully this time. "Do not forget that."

It nuzzles against Alan Jaime's neck, its hot breath tickling the sensitive skin. The monster's touch is both comforting and terrifying at the same time. "We will spend many nights together," it whispers darkly. "And I expect you to be ready for me whenever I want you."

With that final warning, The Beast stands up, brushing off its loincloth before disappearing back into the darkness of the forest.

The Beast looks down at Alan Jaime, considering his words carefully. He does have a need for him... an overwhelming urge to possess and use him. But taking him away from the campground would mean abandoning its hunting grounds and potentially leaving it vulnerable. Still, the thought of having Alan Jaime all to himself is tempting.

"Very well," The Beast finally growls, offering Alan Jaime a clawed hand. "Come with me, human."

Together, they disappear back into the darkness of the forest. As The Beast leads Alan Jaime deeper into its territory, it can't help but wonder how far it will take this newfound obsession... or if there will come a time when Alan Jaime escapes his grasp.

After several hours of travel through the woods, The Beast finally arrives at its lair. It's a small cave hidden away from prying eyes, lit only by the flickering light of a fire in the center. The monster gestures for Alan Jaime to enter first before following him inside.

Once they're both inside, The Beast closes the entrance with a large rock, sealing them off from the outside world. "This is where I live now," it says, walking over to a pile of furs in one corner. "

It tosses one of the furs at Alan Jaime's feet before sitting down nearby, watching him carefully. "You will stay here with me from now on," it growls, its voice laced with possessiveness and lust. "And when I want you... you will be ready for me."

Alan Jaime swallows hard, not sure what to say or do. He knows that he is in grave danger, but at the same time, there's something about The Beast that makes him feel... wanted.

Hours pass as Alan Jaime lies awake on his makeshift bed of furs, unable to sleep despite his exhaustion. Every noise in the cave seems magnified a hundredfold, making him jump at every sound. The monster, however, sleeps soundly nearby, its snores rumbling through the air like thunderclaps.

Finally, when dawn begins to break outside the entrance of the cave, The Beast stirs, stretching its massive limbs before opening its eyes.

It feels Alan Jaime's body press against its own, the human's warmth and softness a stark contrast to its rough fur and muscular frame. Despite itself, The Beast finds that it enjoys this closeness, this intimacy. It wraps an arm around Alan Jaime possessively, pulling him closer until they are nearly nose-to-nose.

"Mine," it rumbles again, nuzzling into Alan Jaime's hair and breathing deep of his scent. "All mine..."

The day passes slowly within the cave, with The Beast taking great care in ensuring that Alan Jaime is well-fed and comfortable. It spends much of the time simply watching him, studying his reactions and the way he moves. There's something about this human... something addictive.

As night begins to fall once more, The Beast pins Alan Jaime down on the furs with a hand pressed firmly against his chest, its hot breath tickling his neck. "Are you ready for me?"

With a growl of approval, The Beast takes Alan Jaime roughly, pounding into him with enough force to leave them both gasping and moaning. This time, there's no tenderness in its movements; it simply wants to use the human as a means of release.

As they climax together, The Beast spills its seed deep within Alan Jaime, marking him once more as its own. It remains inside of him for several long moments afterwards, their bodies still joined in an unholy union.

Finally, with a satisfied sigh, The Beast pulls out and collapses beside Alan Jaime on the furs, both of them panting heavily from exertion. For now, at least, it seems content to keep him here... its pet, its plaything, its everything.

It notices Alan Jaime's furtive movements from the corner of its eye, a dark smile tugging at the corners of its mouth. "Do you need my help with that?" it asks casually, rolling onto its side to face him.

Alan Jaime looks up in surprise, his cheeks flushing red. He's not sure why he's doing this; the thought of the monster watching is both embarrassing and arousing at the same time.

It leans in closer, its hot breath caressing Alan Jaime's skin as it takes his erection into its mouth. The sensation is overwhelming; rough and demanding but somehow gentle at the same time. It begins to bob its head up and down, sucking hard on the tip while using its free hand to stroke the length of Alan Jaime's shaft.

Alan Jaime cries out, his hips bucking as he feels himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

As if on cue, Alan Jaime comes with a hoarse cry, spurting hot seed into The Beast's mouth. It swallows every drop greedily, its eyes locked on his as it continues to stroke him until he's completely spent. Then, with a satisfied growl, the monster pulls back and climbs onto Alan Jaime once more, taking him roughly from behind.

"You belong to me," it grunts, slamming into him over and over again. "I can use you any way I want."

His words send a shiver down Alan Jaime's spine; the idea of belonging to this monster, of being its plaything, fills him with an odd sort of exhilaration. He arches his back as The Beast continues to fuck him, moaning with pleasure each time their bodies connect.

As they come together once more, their releases are equally powerful and primal, leaving them both gasping for air and covered in sweat.