Once upon a time, in a faraway farming, lived a just maid. She lived in a cabin by the stream through the woods with her Grandmother. To help oneself around the cabin, she would need weekly shopping stumble into Ithiel Town, and sell her gran knitted good. She had dark tomentum and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an Ishmael. She was also fond of her red riding cape, so most the Ithiel Town'citizenry just called her Lil'Red.

Over the stopping point few hebdomad, she had a sense she was being followed to and from Town on her every week trip-up, but every time she'd feel, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a dissimilar localization, or contract a longer route, she felt she was being watched. Last week, while in town, she heard murmurs from the town wino, of a wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, encompassing shouldered and had course hairsbreadth all over his body, with a monumental snout. One even went on to describe the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homewards journeying. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the woods. A low growl from some bushes off the way of life brought her out of her thoughts as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the seed 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 become dark.

She shrieked and dropped her basketball hoop as a bush rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and bent over to pick up her handbasket. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her scanty. As she composed herself, she heard the watercourse babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could postdate it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her dress, and scratched across her bare thighs and calves. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the current, but was shocked to recover a recent bivouac there. Against her secure sagacity, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the masher man was. She set her basket down on a podium, and got on her hands and human knee to reckon in the tent. As she did this, her dame rose up exposing her dampness panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a rustling again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"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 land, venerate the only expression in her oculus. One arm wrapped around her shank, holding her, as the other clamped over her mouth stopping her from screaming out for supporter. She could sense his hair, on his arms, and human face rubbing against her, his nails digging into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery soul held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her scent into his anterior naris, 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 dampness between her wooden leg growing more. She realized what she was doing and then began to struggle against him, until he sternly growled"block"in her ear.

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her plastered against him with the one on her face. He reached out, grabbing a Mexican valium hanging from a limb on the tree diagram."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you realize ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her articulatio radiocarpea, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with dextrous hands."stealing is a law-breaking around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dingy, to start making our way into township,"he said to her, throwing the rope over a arm 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 head is forced downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his ft. His bang and knickers are worn and tatterdemalion, and he is covered with haircloth 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 gag startles her."You country bumpkin and your phantasy,"he laughs,"No such thing as brute men."A flood of relief pours over Lil'Red, along with a fiddling 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 basketball hoop 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 unforced to allow me to yield you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the measure punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take bridge player ; that gets messy"

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

All she could do was nod her nous. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a loud breeze, as he brought the craw down into his paw. 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 least his abs weren't extremely hairy like the rest of what she could see of him. That thought jibe through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her dame, 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 clothes, and I can't afford to buy you new I if I ruin these."The panties lay pooled around her ankles, her dame laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

sapidity the first base chap of the crop across her ass comes as a electrical shock to her. She thought he might actually involve it well-fixed on her since he was being so gracious. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled nihility. A red mark in the physique of the crop glows bright red against her blench cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial electric shock, she can feel a wetness forming on her miserable back talk again. SMACK the second swat jolt her again. This time she does better at stifling her scream as a twin red mark radiancy on her opposite cheek this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sort of sensation between her pegleg as her natural lube, get seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the craw, each fourth dimension only saying the number. Around smack issue 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 delight. The bulge in his pants, straining them, is making this undertaking uncomfortable so he pauses to aline, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the crop and uses his articulatio genus to nudge her second joint apart. His hand close to her ass, he can experience the heat from his lashes warming his skin. She opens her legs to him with no conflict and SMACK number 11 slaps against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a smack to her left second joint."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her leg makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more ten-strike, one more against each of her thigh"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walking around her slowly. exertion is matting her hair to foreland 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 swollen and wet her puss is.

He pulls his hired man back, and nose drops he throws his arm forward and up, the harvest being expertly guided up between her legs to put down against her backtalk. Her body spasm as her juices flow out of her as an orgasm racks her body. When it is done, her legs go limp and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her mouth, and cuts the rope, 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 sang-froid flow and gently rubs it across the scrape on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her stage, he helps her stand. In a daze she variety of look around and sort of centering on her gabardine panties laying beneath the Sir Herbert Beerbohm 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 stream with Lil'Red on top of him.

The insensate water shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his pants, her shirt and skirt. He rolls her over, still in the pee, and pushes himself up on his hands. Looking down on her, all he can do is rustle"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 whiskers good and messy, she darts her knife into his back talk 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 White blouse clinging to her breasts, her mamilla hard from the insensate water poking out. Her skirt clinging to her curves. He lowers his chin, his whisker 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 doll is around her ankle. He pushes her over the ambo where her basket was, knocking it to the ground. She hears the leather tie of his trouser being opened and hears the bead to the footing as he is behind her again. She feels pressure against her lips before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his helping hand gripping into her thigh. Their wet bodies begin slapping together with each forceful jabbing of his. Her tits swinging in the wind in rhythm to his thrusts. All she can do is grip onto the stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from prat. Her moan becoming louder as the sun sets over the tree. His hips clangoring into her ass, causing her red mark to pulsate with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her body vibration again, and her twat quakes around his cock buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. Unable to bear it any longer, he grips her hip more forcefully and with one concluding thrust, he explodes inside of her. Together, the crash 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 consistency until they drift off to catch some Z's from enfeeblement. When she awoke in the sunrise, he was gone, but her clothes 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 grandmother must be worried, so in a daze, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her hairsbreadth disheveled, her clothes wrinkled and a damaged basketball hoop, her granny chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me tell you about my first clip with the woodman tribe,"as she led her in the house.

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

The End ?