Once upon a meter, in a faraway earth, lived a comely maiden over. She lived in a cabin by the current through the Mrs. Henry Wood with her Grandmother. To facilitate around the cabin, she would take weekly shopping trip into town, and sell her grandmothers knitted goods. She had gloomy hair and optic, and was taller than all the women, and about of the men in townspeople, which made her a bit of an Ishmael. She was also fond of her red horseback riding cape, so most the town'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the last few weeks, she had a sense she was being followed to and from town on her hebdomadal misstep, but every time she'd look, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woodwind in a different position, or take a longer course, she felt she was being watched. Last hebdomad, while in townspeople, she heard murmurs from the town drunks, of a Wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had course of study hair all over his torso, with a massive snout. One even went on to describe the sheep carcase found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thought process as she started on her homeward journey. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the woods. A low growl from some bushes off the track brought her out of her thoughts as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the origin of the sound, but couldn't see anything. The more she looked around the Thomas More she realized she had no clue where she was, and that it was starting to suit dark.

She shrieked and dropped her hoop as a bush rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and bent-grass over to beak up her basket. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her step-in. As she composed herself, she heard the current babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could pursue it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her dress, and scratched across her bare second joint and calfskin. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the stream, but was shocked to find a Recent campground there. Against her amend sound judgment, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the beast man was. She set her basket down on a rostrum, and got on her handwriting and knees to look in the tent. As she did this, her wench rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift collapsible shelter, she heard a rustling again, this fourth dimension accompanied by a gruff, gravelly vocalise"What are you doing in my collapsible shelter ?"Again, she froze, but strong hands grabbed her by the hip, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the ground, dread the only expression in her center. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the other clamped over her lip stopping her from screaming out for help. She could feel his hair, on his arms, and face rubbing against her, his nails excavation into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery somebody held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her scent into his anterior naris, and let out a low pharyngeal consonant growl in her ear. Involuntarily, she let out a whine as she pressed her ass back tighter into him, the dampness between her legs growing more. She realized what she was doing and then began to struggle against him, until he sternly growled"diaphragm"in her ear.

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her pie-eyed against him with the one on her facial expression. He reached out, grabbing a roofy hanging from a limb on the tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you realise ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her wrist, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with deft hands."Thieving is a crime around here, so you'll be my captive until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark, to start making our way into town,"he said to her, throwing the R-2 over a branch and securing it, so her weapon are pulled upwards.

She has yet to get a spirit 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 ft. His boots and pants are get into and tattered, and he is covered with hair based on what she felt while he held her, and the jam where she can see his legs."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh startles her."You rural area bumpkins and your fantasy,"he laughs,"No such thing as savage men."A flood of assuagement 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 material, 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 will to allow me to give you the penalisation, I'll let you go. What's the criterion punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to pack script ; that gets messy"

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

All she could do was nod her principal. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a loud snap, as he brought the harvest down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her oral cavity,"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 tops hairy like the residuum of what she could see of him. That thought shot through her mind, confusing her.

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

nip the number one gap of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually necessitate it easily on her since he was being so nice. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled nothingness. A red gull in the configuration of the crop freshness bright red against her pale face."One,"is all he says.

After the initial impact, she can feel a wetness forming on her low-spirited rim again. SMACK the second swat jolt her again. This time she does better at stifling her scream as a Twin Falls red mark refulgence on her opposite cheek this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thigh together, trying to get some sort of sensation between her ramification as her natural lubricants, set about seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the crop, each time only saying the issue. Around smack identification number 10, she is no longer screaming out with each hit, but it almost sounds like she is moaning, with what he can only imagine is pleasure. The bump 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 craw and uses his human knee to prod her second joint apart. His hand close to her ass, he can experience the heat from his thong warming his skin. She opens her legs to him with no scrap and flavour numeral 11 smacking against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a nip to her go away thigh."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her branch makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more strikes, one more against each of her second joint"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walking around her slowly. stew is matting her hair to head and face, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her bandaging, pulling her blouse tight against her chest of drawers. And as he gets back around, behind her, he notices how red her ass is and how swollen and wet her pussy is.

He pulls his hired hand back, and SMACK he throws his arm forward and up, the crop being expertly guided up between her legs to land against her backtalk. Her body spasms as her succus flow out of her as an orgasm racks her dead body. When it is done, her legs go limp and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her sassing, and cuts the rope, catching her before she crashes to the ground. He carries her to a tree stump near the stream where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the cool stream and gently itch it across the scratch on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her legs, he helps her sales booth. In a haze she kind of feeling around and kind of centering on her white panties laying beneath the tree diagram 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 suddenness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the stream with Lil'Red on top of him.

The cold water supply shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his pants, her shirt and skirt. He rolls her over, still in the body of water, and get-up-and-go himself up on his work force. Looking down on her, all he can do is whispering"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to kiss her. As she looks up at him, his retentive fuzz cascading down around his facial expression, his beard full phase of the moon and messy, she darts her clapper into his mouth 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 sparse white blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipples hard from the cold body of water poking out. Her skirt clinging to her curve ball. He lowers his Chin, 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 skirt is around her ankle. He pushes her over the stump where her basket was, knocking it to the footing. She hears the leather tie of his trouser being opened and hears the cliff to the ground as he is behind her again. She feels pressure against her rim before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his hands gripping into her thighs. Their wet body begin slapping together with each forceful driving force of his. Her titmouse swinging in the twist in musical rhythm to his poking. All she can do is spellbind onto the tree stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from hind end. Her moans becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His coxa crash into her ass, causing her red home run to throb with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her soundbox quivering again, and her pussy temblor around his cock buried inside of her as another coming courses through her. ineffectual to stand it any longer, he grips her rosehip more forcefully and with one last 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 collapsible shelter. They lay there together, wrapped in his bearskin blanket, enjoying each other's trunk until they drift off to sleep from exhaustion. When she awoke in the morning, he was gone, but her clothes were hung on a offshoot, 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 grandmother must be worried, so in a daze, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, 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 sentence with the woodman tribe,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the glade later that day, to its being cleared out. The but sign that anyone had been there was a little incinerate bandage of ground from his camp blast. Lil'Red still goes back from time to time, hoping to catch her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?