Once upon a clock time, in a faraway land, lived a fair maiden. She lived in a cabin by the stream through the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with her grannie. To help around the cabin, she would take weekly shopping head trip into town, and sell her grandma knitted commodity. She had dark hair and optic, and was improbable than all the women, and nearly 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 mother wit she was being followed to and from town on her each week stumble, but every clock time she'd look, she could never get anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the Grant Wood in a different location, or take a longer way of life, she felt she was being watched. finally week, while in town, she heard murmurs from the townspeople inebriate, of a wolf man prowling the Ellen Price Wood. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had course fuzz all over his soundbox, with a massive snoot. One even went on to describe the sheep carcase found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homeward journey. Distracted by her persuasion, she got lost in the woods. A low growl from some chaparral off the path brought her out of her thoughts as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the source of the sound, 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 suit dark.

She shrieked and dropped her basket as a President George W. Bush rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and bent over to clean up her basket. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a damp growing in her panties. As she composed herself, she heard the stream babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could trace it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare thigh and calves. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the current, but was shocked to retrieve a recent camping ground there. Against her better judgement, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the wolf man was. She set her basket down on a pulpit, and got on her custody and articulatio genus to look in the collapsible shelter. As she did this, her annulus rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a rustling again, this metre accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but strong hired man grabbed her by the articulatio coxae, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the ground, revere the only if facial expression in her eyes. One arm wrapped around her shank, holding her, as the early clamped over her oral fissure stopping her from screaming out for service. She could feel his whisker, on his arms, and face rubbing against her, his nails digging into her face and belly.

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

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her tight against him with the one on her boldness. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a subdivision on the tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you understand ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her carpus, 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 dark, to start making our way into townspeople,"he said to her, throwing the rophy over a ramification and securing it, so her arm 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 head is forced downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his feet. His boot and pants are fatigue and tattered, and he is covered with hair's-breadth based on what she felt while he held her, and the holes where she can see his stage."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh start her."You country bumpkins and your illusion,"he laughs,"No such affair as wolf men."A flood tide of backup man pours over Lil'Red, along with a piffling bit of disappointment."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."

"well, 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 allow me to render you the penalty, I'll let you go. What's the standard penalization for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take mitt ; that gets messy"

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

All she could do was nod her headway. She heard him rustling around in the collapsible shelter and then a tacky snap, as he brought the crop down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her backtalk,"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 to the lowest degree his abs weren't super hairy like the eternal sleep of what she could see of him. That thought dead reckoning through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her skirt, he hiked it up over her bottom, and pulled her step-in down."Don't worry,"he said,"I just don't want to rip up your apparel, and I can't afford to buy you new ones if I ruin these."The panties lay pooled around her ankles, her annulus laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

hell dust the first crack of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually take it easy on her since he was being so nice. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled nothingness. A red scratch in the shape of the crop glows bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial shock, she can finger a wetness forming on her modest lips again. peck the second swat jolt her again. This time she does better at stifling her screeching as a twin red Mark radiancy on her antonym face this clock time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sort of sensation between her legs as her raw lubricator, commence seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

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

He takes the crop and uses his stifle to poke at her thigh apart. His paw close to her ass, he can palpate the heat from his lashes warming his hide. She opens her peg to him with no fight and slap number 11 slaps against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a smack to her allow second joint."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her legs makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two Sir Thomas More bang, one more against each of her thighs"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walks around her slowly. stew is matting her hair to head and boldness, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her binding, pulling her blouse tight against her breast. And as he gets back around, behind her, he notices how red her ass is and how swollen and wet her snatch is.

He pulls his bridge player back, and nip he throws his arm forward and up, the craw being expertly guided up between her branch to put down against her lips. Her consistency spasm as her juices flow out of her as an orgasm racks her body. When it is done, her legs go hobble and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her mouth, and cuts the R-2, catching her before she crashes to the ground. 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 stream and gently rub it across the marks on her ass, easing some of the painful sensation and redness.

As she regains use of her legs, he helps her outdoor stage. In a daze she variety of looks around and kind of focuses on her albumen panties laying beneath the tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her heading towards him and then leaps onto him, kissing him passionately. Shocked by this precipitance, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the stream with Lil'Red on top of him.

The cold water shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his pants, her shirt and wench. He rolls her over, still in the water, and pushing himself up on his hired man. Looking down on her, all he can do is susurration"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to kiss her. As she looks up at him, his long hair cascading down around his face, his beard full and messy, she darts her tongue into his mouthpiece 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 clean blouse clinging to her chest, her teat hard from the cold water poking out. Her skirt clinging to her curves. He lowers his mentum, his hair falling slightly over his face as he looks at her with an animalistic grin.

He grabs her, ripping open her shirt, as she inhales sharply. Just as quickly the annulus is around her ankle joint. He pushes her over the stump where her handbasket was, knocking it to the ground. She hears the leather tie of his pants being opened and hears the drop to the priming as he is behind her again. She feels atmospheric pressure against her sass before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his hired man gripping into her second joint. Their wet bodies begin slapping together with each forceful jab of his. Her titty swinging in the wind in musical rhythm to his thrusts. All she can do is spellbind onto the tree stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from behind. Her groan becoming louder as the sun sets over the Tree. His pelvic arch smash into her ass, causing her red sign to pulse with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her soundbox quivers again, and her pussy quakes around his hammer buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. Unable to suffer it any longer, he grips her rosehip more forcefully and with one net thrust, he explodes inside of her. Together, the collapse on the ground, 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 blanket, enjoying each other's consistence until they drift off to sleep from enervation. When she awoke in the morning, he was gone, but her apparel were hung on a offshoot, to dry in the aurora sun. She waited until they were dry and she put them on. She wanted to wait for him, but figured her gran must be worried, so in a daze, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her hair disheveled, her apparel wrinkled and a damaged basketful, her grannie chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me severalize you about my get-go time with the woodworker tribe,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the clearing later that day, to its being cleared out. The only house that anyone had been there was a little burn plot of ground of land from his camp fire. Lil'Red still goes back from time to prison term, hoping to take in her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?