Once upon a clock time, in a faraway land, lived a mediocre maiden. She lived in a cabin by the current through the forest with her granny. To help around the cabin, she would take each week shopping trips into townspeople, and sell her grandmothers knitted trade good. She had sour tomentum and eye, and was magniloquent than all the adult female, and nigh 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 weeks, she had a sense she was being followed to and from Ithiel Town on her each week misstep, but every time she'd look, she could never chance anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a dissimilar emplacement, or take a longer way of life, she felt she was being watched. finish week, while in town, she heard murmurs from the town drunkard, of a wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had course hair's-breadth all over his trunk, with a massive schnoz. One even went on to describe the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red cerebration as she started on her homeward journey. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the forest. A low growl from some bushes off the path brought her out of her view as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the beginning 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 get 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 break up up her basket. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her panties. As she composed herself, she heard the stream babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could follow it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the flow, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare thighs and sura. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the flow, but was shocked to find out a recent campground there. Against her ameliorate judgement, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the wolf man was. She set her field goal down on a tree stump, and got on her hands and articulatio genus to search in the tent. As she did this, her doll rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a whispering again, this metre accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"What are you doing in my collapsible shelter ?"Again, she froze, but potent hired hand grabbed her by the coxa, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the earth, fear the only manifestation in her eyes. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the other clamped over her oral cavity stopping her from screaming out for help. She could feel his hair, on his branch, and face rubbing against her, his nails digging into her face and belly.

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

lease go with his hand on her belly, he held her tight against him with the one on her human face. He reached out, grabbing a R-2 hanging from a ramification on the tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you sympathise ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her wrist joint, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with deft helping hand."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 town,"he said to her, throwing the rope over a branch and securing it, so her weapon are pulled upwards.

She has yet to get a flavor 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 coup d'oeil at his feet. His boots and pants are worn and tattered, and he is covered with hair based on what she felt while he held her, and the holes where she can see his pegleg."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh start her."You rural area bumpkins and your fantasies,"he laughs,"No such matter as brute men."A rising tide of ease pours over Lil'Red, along with a lilliputian 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 poppycock, 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 give up me to yield you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the stock punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take hired man ; that gets mussy"

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 whiplash, just this old crop, I'll have to use that. Is that acceptable penalisation ?"he asked her.

All she could do was nod her psyche. She heard him rustling around in the collapsible shelter and then a loudly snap, as he brought the crop down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her mouth,"can't have you screaming and bringing mortal 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 extremely 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 skirt, he hiked it up over her butt, and pulled her panties down."Don't worry,"he said,"I just don't want to rip up your clothes, and I can't afford to buy you new 1 if I ruin these."The panties lay pooled around her ankles, her annulus laying over her spine, and she whimpers into the rag.

SMACK the initiative crack of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually take it leisurely on her since he was being so nice. She tries to shout out, but it is just a muffled nothingness. A red German mark in the shape of the crop incandescence bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial shock, she can feel a wetness forming on her lower brim again. thwack the instant swat jolts her again. This time she does better at stifling her scream as a similitude red mark effulgence on her opposite cheek this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sort of sensation between her legs as her innate lubricants, begin seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the crop, each fourth dimension only saying the act. Around smack turn 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 bulge in his pants, straining them, is making this task uncomfortable so he pauses to aline, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the crop and uses his knees to poke at her second joint apart. His script close to her ass, he can find the heat from his thong warming his skin. She opens her leg to him with no fight and SMACK number 11 slaps against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a smack to her bequeath 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 thigh"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and base on balls around her slowly. Sweat is matting her fuzz to head and nerve, 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 well up and wet her pussy is.

He pulls his hand back, and SMACK he throws his arm forward and up, the craw being expertly guided up between her legs to shoot down against her lips. Her trunk spasms as her juice flow out of her as an coming racks her body. When it is done, her legs go hitch and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her back talk, and cuts the rope, catching her before she crashes to the undercoat. He carries her to a stump near the watercourse where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the cool stream and gently rubs it across the chump on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her wooden leg, he helps her point of view. In a daze she variety of looking around and variety of focuses on her white step-in laying beneath the tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her headspring towards him and then jump off 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 shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his drawers, her shirt and dame. He rolls her over, still in the water, and pushes himself up on his helping hand. Looking down on her, all he can do is whisper"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to buss her. As she looks up at him, his long hair cascading down around his face, his beard fully and messy, she darts her clapper into his back talk as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her hands, he pulls her from the piddle. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her cut Patrick White blouse clinging to her white meat, her nipples hard from the cold water poking out. Her dame clinging to her curves. He lowers his chin, his hairsbreadth 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 ankles. He pushes her over the stump where her basket was, knocking it to the ground. She hears the leather tie of his drawers being opened and hears the bead to the ground as he is behind her again. She feels pressure level against her sassing before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his bridge player gripping into her second joint. Their wet bodies begin slapping together with each forceful thrust of his. Her tits swinging in the air current in rhythm to his thrusts. All she can do is grapple onto the stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from behind. Her groan becoming louder as the sun sets over the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. His hips crash into her ass, causing her red marks to pulsate with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her body quivers again, and her pussy quake around his shaft buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. Unable to stand it any longer, he grips her hip more forcefully and with one final 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 bearskin blanket, enjoying each other's bodies until they drift off to sleep from exhaustion. When she awoke in the dawn, he was gone, but her clothes were hung on a branch, to dry in the daybreak sun. She waited until they were dry and she put them on. She wanted to hold off for him, but figured her nan must be worried, so in a stupor, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her fuzz disheveled, her clothes wrinkled and a damaged basket, her nan chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me enjoin you about my first clip with the woodsman tribe,"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 fiddling combust patch of ground from his camp fire. Lil'Red still goes back from meter to time, hoping to catch her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?