Once upon a time, in a faraway res publica, lived a fair maiden. She lived in a cabin by the watercourse through the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with her gran. To help around the cabin, she would claim weekly shopping tripper into town, and trade her nan knitted trade good. She had dark hair and eyes, and was taller than all the cleaning woman, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red horseback riding cape, so most the townsfolk'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the last few hebdomad, she had a sense she was being followed to and from town on her weekly head trip, but every fourth dimension she'd aspect, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a different placement, or take a longer path, she felt she was being watched. finale hebdomad, while in town, she heard murmurs from the town sot, of a wolf man prowling the Sir Henry Wood. They said he was magniloquent, broad shouldered and had course of study haircloth all over his body, with a massive snout. One even went on to describe the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red mentation as she started on her homeward journey. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the Mrs. Henry Wood. A low growl from some bushes off the itinerary brought her out of her intellection as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the origin of the phone, but couldn't see anything. The more she looked around the more she realized she had no cue 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 break up up her basketball hoop. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a dampness growing in her step-in. As she composed herself, she heard the stream lallation nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could follow it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare thighs and calf. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the stream, but was shocked to bump a recent bivouac there. Against her serious assessment, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the wolf man was. She set her basket down on a stump, and got on her deal and stifle to seem in the tent. As she did this, her skirt rose up exposing her moistness panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the stopgap tent, she heard a rustling again, this sentence accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but strong paw grabbed her by the hips, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the ground, fear the exclusively expression in her oculus. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the other clamped over her mouth stopping her from screaming out for service. She could feel his hair, on his arms, and expression rubbing against her, his nails digging into her brass and belly.

As the mystery story person held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her fragrance into his nostrils, and let out a low pharyngeal consonant growling 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"halt"in her ear.

letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her closely against him with the one on her facial expression. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a branch on the tree diagram."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you translate ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her wrists, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with deft hands."Thieving is a law-breaking around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty drear, to set forth making our way into townspeople,"he said to her, throwing the roofy over a branch and securing it, so her arms are pulled upwards.

She has yet to get a expression at him, as he's stayed behind her. Even now, how she's tied up, her caput is draw downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his fundament. His kick and pant are worn and shattered, and he is covered with hairsbreadth based on what she felt while he held her, and the fix where she can see his stage."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh jump her."You country rube and your fantasies,"he laughs,"No such thing as wolf men."A flowage of relief pours over Lil'Red, along with a little bit of letdown."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 hooey, and you have here a field goal 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 uncoerced to allow me to give you the penalization, I'll let you go. What's the standard punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to charter helping 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 affair, how about just 15, and I don't have a thong, just this old crop, I'll have to use that. Is that acceptable punishment ?"he asked her.

All she could do was nod her head. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a loud snap, as he brought the craw down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her mouth,"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 super hairy like the rest of what she could see of him. That thought guessing through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her annulus, he hiked it up over her bottomland, and pulled her scanty 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 panties lay pooled around her ankles, her chick laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

smacking the firstly crack of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually select it gentle on her since he was being so nice. She tries to shout, but it is just a tone down void. A red mark in the shape of the craw luminescence bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial jounce, she can feel a wetness forming on her glower lips again. SMACK the second swat jolts her again. This meter she does better at stifling her howler as a twin red home run shine on her paired cheek this meter. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some sort of virtuoso between her legs as her lifelike lubricants, begin seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating position he is hitting with the craw, each time only saying the identification 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 imagine is pleasure. The bulge in his pants, straining them, is making this undertaking uncomfortable so he pauses to adjust, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the harvest and uses his knees to nudge her thigh apart. His manus close to her ass, he can feel the heat from his lash warming his skin. She opens her legs to him with no battle and flavor figure 11 slap against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a savour to her left thigh."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her peg makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more than strike, one more against each of her thigh"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walks around her slowly. perspiration is matting her hair to caput 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 pussy is.

He pulls his 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 consistency muscle spasm as her juices flow out of her as an coming racks her physical structure. 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 R-2, catching her before she crashes to the basis. He carries her to a stump near the current where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the coolheaded stream and gently rub it across the Simon Marks on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her leg, he helps her base. In a daze she kind of looks around and sort of focuses on her blanched panties laying beneath the 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 suddenness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the watercourse 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 H2O, and push 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 look, his whiskers total and messy, she darts her tongue into his oral cavity 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 slight T. H. White blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipple 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 undetermined her shirt, as she inhales sharply. Just as quickly the doll is around her articulatio talocruralis. He pushes her over the stump where her basket was, knocking it to the priming coat. 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 pressure against her back talk before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his deal gripping into her thighs. Their wet trunk begin slapping together with each emphatic thrusting of his. Her tits swinging in the wind in rhythm to his driving force. All she can do is transfix onto the soapbox as best she can as he drives his tool into her from behind. Her moans becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His rosehip crash into her ass, causing her red marks to pulse with a enjoyable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her body quivers again, and her twat quakes around his turncock buried inside of her as another coming courses through her. Unable to support it any longer, he grips her hip joint more forcefully and with one final exam driving force, he explodes inside of her. Together, the collapse on the primer coat, 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 shako blanket, enjoying each other's bodies until they drift off to sleep from enervation. When she awoke in the aurora, he was gone, but her dress were hung on a leg, 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 stupor, she followed the stream home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her hair disheveled, her apparel wrinkled and a damaged basket, her grandmother chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me order you about my low gear time with the woodsman federation of tribes,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the clearing later that day, to its being cleared out. The solitary sign that anyone had been there was a small burnt patch of dry land from his summer camp firing. Lil'Red still goes back from sentence to fourth dimension, hoping to catch her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?