Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a fair maiden. She lived in a cabin by the current through the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with her grandmother. To avail around the cabin, she would admit hebdomadally shopping misstep into Town, and sell her granny knitted goods. She had black fuzz and eyes, and was taller than all the womanhood, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red riding cape, so most the towns'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the last few calendar week, she had a sentience she was being followed to and from town on her every week stumble, but every meter she'd look, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the wood in a dissimilar localisation, or take a longer path, she felt she was being watched. Last week, while in townsfolk, she heard murmurs from the town drunks, of a wolf man prowling the woodwind. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had form hairsbreadth all over his eubstance, with a massive snout. One even went on to depict the sheep carcase found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homeward-bound journey. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood. A low growl from some George Walker Bush off the path brought her out of her intellection as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the seed of the phone, but couldn't see anything. The more she looked around the more she realized she had no clue where she was, and that it was starting to become dark.

She shrieked and dropped her basket as a George Herbert Walker Bush rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and bent over to find fault up her field goal. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her scanty. As she composed herself, she heard the current babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could adopt it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her apparel, and scratched across her bare thighs and calves. Finally, she made it to a clarification near the current, but was shocked to find a Recent campsite there. Against her better opinion, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the brute man was. She set her basket down on a stump, and got on her bridge player and knees to face in the tent. As she did this, her skirt rose up exposing her dampness panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a rustle again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but hard hands grabbed her by the coxa, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the soil, revere the only expression in her heart. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the other clamped over her mouth stopping her from screaming out for avail. She could feel his tomentum, on his branch, and face rubbing against her, his ace dig into her impudence and belly.

As the mystery person held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her scent into his nostrils, and let out a low guttural growling in her ear. Involuntarily, she let out a whine as she pressed her ass back tighter into him, the damp between her branch growing more. She realized what she was doing and then began to struggle against him, until he sternly growled"full stop"in her ear.

lease go with his hand on her belly, he held her tight against him with the one on her face. He reached out, grabbing a R-2 hanging from a branch on the Tree."If you scream, I will rip your pharynx out, do you empathise ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her wrists, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with deft hands."Thieving is a crime around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty colored, to start up making our way into town,"he said to her, throwing the rope over a ramification and securing it, so her arms are pulled upwards.

She has yet to get a look at him, as he's stayed behind her. Even now, how she's tied up, her mind is constrained downwards so she can only get a coup d'oeil at his groundwork. His rush and pants are fag and tattered, and he is covered with whisker based on what she felt while he held her, and the holes where she can see his legs."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh startle her."You commonwealth bumpkin and your phantasy,"he laughs,"No such thing as beast men."A flood of sculptural relief pours over Lil'Red, along with a little bit of letdown."W-w-well, I wasn't trying to steal from you sir"she pleads,"If you let me go, I won't tell anyone you are out here."

"wellspring, from where I was standing, you were going through my stuff, and you have here a basket of what looks to be stolen goods."

"No, sir, bought and paid for, and I was just exploring. Please let me go ?"

"Perhaps, if you are willing to permit me to give you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the standard punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to involve hand ; that gets messy"

Stammering, Lil'Red says"th-th-thirty lashes."“ Well, since I didn't catch you actually stealing, just going through my things, how about just 15, and I don't have a lash, just this old craw, I'll have to use that. Is that acceptable penalisation ?"he asked her.

All she could do was nod her head. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a loud snap, as he brought the craw down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her mouth,"can't have you screaming and bringing someone over this way"he said, as he stood, unbuttoning his shirt. All she could see was abs, and below, but at least his abs weren't exceedingly hairy like the rest of what she could see of him. That thought shot through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her wench, he hiked it up over her bottom, and pulled her panties down."Don't trouble,"he said,"I just don't want to rip up your clothes, and I can't afford to buy you new ones if I ruin these."The panty lay pooled around her ankle joint, her skirt laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

SMACK the world-class crack of the craw across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually take it well-situated on her since he was being so nice. She tries to yell, but it is just a muffled nullity. A red mark in the shape of the craw glowing bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial electrical shock, she can experience a wetness forming on her scurvy lips again. thwack the second swat jerking her again. This fourth dimension she does better at stifling her wow as a Gemini red print shines on her face-to-face cheek this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sort of sensation between her branch as her natural lubricator, set out seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the craw, each time only saying the number. Around savor routine 10, she is no longer screaming out with each hit, but it almost sounds like she is moaning, with what he can only conceive of is pleasure. The bulge in his pants, straining them, is making this task uncomfortable so he pauses to align, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the crop and uses his knees to nudge her thighs apart. His bridge player close to her ass, he can feel the heat from his thong warming his skin. She opens her legs to him with no conflict and smack number 11 smack against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a relish to her leave second joint."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her ramification makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more strikes, one more against each of her thighs"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and manner of walking around her slowly. elbow grease is matting her tomentum to head and face, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her bindings, pulling her blouse tight against her chest. And as he gets back around, behind her, he notices how red her ass is and how self-conceited and wet her pussy is.

He pulls his hand back, and SMACK he throws his arm forward and up, the harvest being expertly guided up between her pegleg to shore against her lip. Her physical structure spasms as her juices flow out of her as an orgasm racks her consistency. When it is done, her legs go hitch and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her mouthpiece, and cuts the rope, catching her before she crashes to the footing. He carries her to a stump near the stream where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the cool current and gently rubs it across the marks on her ass, easing some of the hurting and redness.

As she regains use of her leg, he helps her stand. In a stupor she kind of facial expression around and sort of focussing on her white panties laying beneath the tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then spring onto him, kissing him passionately. Shocked by this suddenness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the watercourse with Lil'Red on top of him.

The cold body of water shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his gasp, her shirt and annulus. He rolls her over, still in the piddle, and pushes himself up on his hands. Looking down on her, all he can do is whispering"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to osculate her. As she looks up at him, his longsighted hair cascading down around his side, his byssus wax and messy, she darts her tongue into his oral cavity as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her hands, he pulls her from the water. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her thin Andrew Dickson White blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipples hard from the coldness water poking out. Her doll clinging to her bend. He lowers his chin, his hair falling slightly over his face as he looks at her with an animalistic grin.

He grabs her, ripping overt her shirt, as she inhales sharply. Just as quickly the skirt is around her ankles. He pushes her over the stump where her basket was, knocking it to the background. She hears the leather tie of his pants being opened and hears the drop to the ground as he is behind her again. She feels pressure level against her backtalk before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his custody gripping into her thigh. Their wet dead body begin slapping together with each forceful thrust of his. Her tits swinging in the winding in rhythm to his thrusts. All she can do is grip onto the podium as best she can as he drives his hammer into her from behind. Her moan becoming louder as the sun sets over the tree. His pelvic arch crash into her ass, causing her red marks to throb with a enjoyable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her dead body quivers again, and her slit seism around his cock buried inside of her as another sexual climax courses through her. unable to stomach it any longer, he grips her hips more forcefully and with one final examination driving force, he explodes inside of her. Together, the collapse on the undercoat, and she snuggles up against him. They lay there together, both panting.

Finally, she stands, pulling him, she leads them to the tent. They lay there together, wrapped in his shako mantle, enjoying each early's eubstance until they drift off to sleep from enfeeblement. When she awoke in the morning time, he was gone, but her dress were hung on a branch, to dry in the morning sun. She waited until they were dry and she put them on. She wanted to wait for him, but figured her nan must be worried, so in a daze, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins glade, her hair disheveled, her wearing apparel wrinkled and a damaged basket, her grandmother chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me tell you about my first time with the woodsman kin group,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the clarification later that day, to its being cleared out. The only sign that anyone had been there was a picayune burnt plot of dry land from his camp fire. Lil'Red still goes back from time to time, hoping to view her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?