I'm looking for a consistent play partner.. i have lots of scenarios in mind, and here's one!

Being outside in nature has always been your safe space. Your way to reconnect and recenter yourself and your life. You try and get out as often as you can, but life gets in the way. You met someone recently, who shares the same love on the friend's side of bumble. You don't really have time for dating, but you're a social person, new to the area and you do want to make friends.

You've talked got a while, and decide that this is the day, you're gonna meet up and get a hike in together. You get to the park he picked out, and it's all normal. Looks good, signage, other cars, and there he is too. He's the same as his pictures. Tall dark and handsome. You were just looking for friends, but why not have friends that are nice to look at right? You greet each other and off you go, on your first hike together with your new friend.

The two of you talk as you walk, making your way deeper into the trail. As you go, a fork comes up, and then another, and another. You have your GPS on your phone, but this is his trail, so you just let him lead the way. As you walk and talk, the time flies by, and so do the miles. You're deep into the trail now, just following him along, watching his shoes absentmindedly when you realize, wait, this isn't a big clear path anymore. Looking at your surroundings you clearly are off path, on a deer path or an old unused trail. He seems like he knows where he's going, so you don't think much of it.

After a while longer he stops for some water, and offers you his. You'd decline, having your own, and join him taking a break. It's a small clearing, with thick woods all around. The path seems to end here as well, so you ask him where to after this? That's when you become aware he's kind of in your personal space now. He's asking you what you think of the place and you tell him you like it, and he says he's glad. He brought you here on purpose. You begin to ask what he means, when his mouth is on yours, one hand on your ass, the other on your waist. You begin to try and resist when his hand on your waist firmly and swiftly grabs a chunk of your hair. He aims your face directly at his and tells you that you're his now. And there's no one around to help you. He tells you to do as he says and he won't hurt you. You gulp. You should have stayed on the trail..

I'm 32, white, tall, fit, hung and handsome.. if you're local and Interested.. let's talk.