Once upon a fourth dimension, in a faraway land, lived a just maid. She lived in a cabin by the watercourse through the wood with her grannie. To help oneself around the cabin, she would withdraw weekly shopping trips into township, and sell her nanna knitted goodness. She had dark hair and eye, and was tall than all the women, and most of the men in township, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red riding mantle, so most the towns'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the close few workweek, she had a sense she was being followed to and from townspeople on her weekly trips, but every time she'd look, she could never happen anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a different location, or take a longer path, she felt she was being watched. finale week, while in Town, she heard murmurs from the town drunks, of a wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, all-inclusive shouldered and had course hairsbreadth all over his torso, with a monumental snoot. One even went on to key 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 Mrs. Henry Wood. A low growling from some chaparral off the way brought her out of her thoughts 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 become dark.

She shrieked and dropped her basket 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 basketball hoop. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her panties. As she composed herself, she heard the stream babble nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could conform to it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare second joint and calfskin. Finally, she made it to a glade near the stream, but was shocked to find a recent camping ground there. Against her better judicial decision, she started to search around, thinking it might be where the wolf man was. She set her basketful down on a stump, and got on her hands and human knee to look in the tent. As she did this, her annulus rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a rustle again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly spokesperson"What are you doing in my collapsible shelter ?"Again, she froze, but inviolable hands grabbed her by the hips, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the background, fear the but verbalism in her eyes. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the former clamped over her back talk stopping her from screaming out for help. She could feel his fuzz, on his subdivision, and aspect rubbing against her, his nail down dig into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery individual 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 moistness between her ramification growing more. She realized what she was doing and then began to struggle against him, until he sternly growled"hitch"in her ear.

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her taut against him with the one on her face. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a branch on the tree diagram."If you scream, I will rip your pharynx out, do you understand ?"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 dexterous manus."thieving is a crime around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty sullen, to bulge making our way into town,"he said to her, throwing the rope over a branch and securing it, so her arms 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 squeeze downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his feet. His boots and knickers are worn and shattered, and he is covered with hair 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 fantasies,"he laughs,"No such thing as beast men."A flood tide of relievo pours over Lil'Red, along with a little bit of dashing hopes."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."

"fountainhead, 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 give you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the measure punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take away 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 thing, how about just 15, and I don't have a lash, just this old crop, I'll have to use that. Is that acceptable penalisation ?"he asked her.

All she could do was nod her headway. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a loud snapshot, as he brought the harvest down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her mouth,"can't have you screaming and bringing individual 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 super hairy like the sleep of what she could see of him. That thought gibe through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her skirt, he hiked it up over her bottomland, and pulled her panty 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 ones if I ruin these."The panty lay pooled around her ankles, her bird laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

SMACK the first cleft of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually ask it easygoing on her since he was being so nice. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled nothingness. A red mark in the embodiment of the harvest lambency bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial cushion, she can feel a wetness forming on her lower sass again. peck the second swat jolts her again. This time she does better at stifling her wow as a twin red mark shine on her opposite cheek this meter. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sorting of sensation between her legs as her natural lubricants, begin seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the crop, each time only saying the figure. Around thwack act 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 bloomers, straining them, is making this task uncomfortable so he pauses to set, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the craw and uses his genu to nudge her thigh apart. His mitt close to her ass, he can experience the heat from his lashes warming his skin. She opens her leg to him with no fight and scag number 11 slaps against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a flavor to her left thigh."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her leg makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more hit, one more against each of her thighs"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and base on balls around her slowly. travail is matting her hair to point and brass, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her bindings, 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 hired man back, and SMACK he throws his arm forward and up, the crop being expertly guided up between her pegleg to set down against her brim. Her physical structure 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 mouthpiece, and cuts the rope, catching her before she crashes to the earth. 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 fray it across the soft touch on her ass, easing some of the nuisance and redness.

As she regains use of her legs, he helps her stand. In a daze she kind of looks around and kind of focuses on her white step-in laying beneath the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then leap onto him, kissing him passionately. Shocked by this abruptness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the flow 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 pushes himself up on his hands. Looking down on her, all he can do is whisper"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to kiss her. As she looks up at him, his recollective hair cascading down around his face, his beard full and messy, she darts her tongue into his mouth as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her hands, he pulls her from the H2O. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her thin white blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipples hard from the cold body of water poking out. Her chick clinging to her curve. He lowers his mentum, his hair falling slightly over his human 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 basketful was, knocking it to the ground. 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 atmospheric pressure against her backtalk before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his hands gripping into her second joint. Their wet bodies begin slapping together with each forceful thrust of his. Her tits swinging in the wind in rhythm to his jab. All she can do is grip onto the stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from bottom. Her moan becoming louder as the sun sets over the tree. His rose hip clangoring into her ass, causing her red marks to pulse with a enjoyable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her soundbox quivers again, and her pussy seism around his cock buried inside of her as another sexual climax courses through her. ineffectual to stand it any longer, he grips her hips more forcefully and with one net thrust, 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 blanket, enjoying each other's bodies until they drift off to kip from exhaustion. When she awoke in the break of day, he was gone, but her wearing apparel 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 hold back for him, but figured her grandmother must be worried, so in a daze, she followed the current home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her whisker disheveled, her dress wrinkled and a damaged basket, her granny chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me tell you about my first sentence with the woodsman kin,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the clearing later that day, to its being cleared out. The only mark that anyone had been there was a little combust fleck of undercoat from his pack ardour. Lil'Red still goes back from time to metre, hoping to catch her wildcat man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?