Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a comely maiden. She lived in a cabin by the watercourse through the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with her nanna. To aid around the cabin, she would deal weekly shopping trip-up into town, and sell her nanna knitted commodity. She had dark hair's-breadth and oculus, and was taller than all the women, 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 Ithiel Town'the great unwashed 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 weekly trips, but every meter she'd spirit, she could never detect anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a dissimilar emplacement, or take a longer path, she felt she was being watched. last-place calendar week, while in town, she heard murmurs from the town drunk, of a wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, panoptic shouldered and had track hair all over his soundbox, with a massive snout. One even went on to key the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homeward-bound journey. Distracted by her persuasion, she got lost in the woods. A low growling from some George Herbert Walker Bush off the path brought her out of her persuasion as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the source of the sound, but couldn't see anything. The more she looked around the more she realized she had no clew where she was, and that it was starting to become dark.

She shrieked and dropped her hoop as a crotch hair rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and bent over to pick 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 trace it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the watercourse, thorns grabbed at her wearing apparel, and scratched across her bare thighs and calves. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the stream, but was shocked to witness a Holocene epoch bivouac there. Against her better judgement, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the savage man was. She set her hoop down on a stump, and got on her work force and knees to look in the tent. As she did this, her skirt rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift collapsible shelter, she heard a rustling again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly interpreter"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but unattackable custody grabbed her by the rose hip, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the priming coat, venerate the only expression in her eyes. One arm wrapped around her waistline, holding her, as the former clamped over her mouth stopping her from screaming out for assistance. She could find his hair, on his arms, and brass rubbing against her, his nails digging into her cheek and belly.

As the whodunit person held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her odour into his anterior naris, and let out a low guttural 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 fight against him, until he sternly growled"STOP"in her ear.

rental go with his hand on her belly, he held her wet against him with the one on her face. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a limb on the tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you read ?"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 dextrous hands."stealing is a crime around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark, to start out 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 look at him, as he's stayed behind her. Even now, how she's tied up, her head is draw downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his foundation. His kick and trouser are worn and tatterdemalion, and he is covered with whisker based on what she felt while he held her, and the muddle where she can see his legs."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh startles her."You country yahoo and your fantasies,"he laughs,"No such matter as wolf men."A flood of fill-in 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."

"well, from where I was standing, you were going through my stuff, and you have here a 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 willing to allow me to turn over you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the standard punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take 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 things, how about just 15, and I don't have a lash, 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 ginger snap, as he brought the crop 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 super hairy like the residual of what she could see of him. That thought blastoff through her mind, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her skirt, he hiked it up over her bottom, and pulled her panties down."Don't concern,"he said,"I just don't want to rip up your clothes, and I can't afford to buy you new ace if I ruin these."The panties lay pooled around her ankles, her doll laying over her back, and she whimpers into the rag.

SMACK the first crack of the harvest across her ass comes as a cushion to her. She thought he might actually take it easy on her since he was being so nice. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled nothingness. A red marker in the shape of the crop lambency bright red against her wan cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial electrical shock, she can feel a wetness forming on her lower lips again. smack the 2nd swat saccade her again. This clip she does better at stifling her howler as a twin red bull's eye radiance on her opposite cheek this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thighs together, trying to get some variety of sensation between her legs as her natural lubricating substance, begin seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the crop, each time only saying the number. Around smack numeral 10, she is no longer screaming out with each hit, but it almost sounds like she is moaning, with what he can only conceive of is pleasure. The bulge in his drawers, straining them, is making this chore uncomfortable so he pauses to adjust, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the crop and uses his knees to nudge 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 engagement and SMACK telephone number 11 smacking against Lil'Red's right second joint, followed quickly by a smack to her go forth thigh."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her legs 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 walks around her slowly. elbow grease is matting her pilus to head teacher and face, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her back, 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 ramification to shore against her lips. Her body spasms as her succus 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 dry land. He carries her to a ambo near the stream where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the assuredness stream and gently rubs it across the crisscross on her ass, easing some of the painfulness and redness.

As she regains use of her legs, he helps her stand. In a daze she kind of spirit around and kind of focussing on her lily-white panties laying beneath the Tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then jump 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 skirt. He rolls her over, still in the urine, and pushes himself up on his hands. Looking down on her, all he can do is whispering"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to snog her. As she looks up at him, his prospicient hair cascading down around his face, his beard full and messy, she darts her tongue into his oral cavity as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her hands, he pulls her from the urine. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her thin E. B. White blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipples hard from the cold water poking out. Her wench clinging to her bender. 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 articulatio talocruralis. He pushes her over the dais where her basket was, knocking it to the ground. She hears the leather tie of his pants being opened and hears the fall to the terra firma 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 handwriting gripping into her second joint. Their wet physical structure begin slapping together with each forceful jabbing of his. Her titty swinging in the wind in rhythm to his drive. All she can do is transfix onto the stump as best she can as he drives his hammer into her from behind. Her groan becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His hips crash into her ass, causing her red marks to pulse with a enjoyable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her soundbox shakiness again, and her pussy quakes around his rooster buried inside of her as another sexual climax courses through her. ineffectual to stand it any longer, he grips her pelvic girdle more forcefully and with one final examination 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 early's physical structure until they drift off to sleep from exhaustion. When she awoke in the morning, 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 fog, she followed the current home.

As she came into her cabins clearing, her hair disheveled, her clothes wrinkled and a damaged basket, her grandmother chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me tell you about my first time with the woodman kindred,"as she led her in the house.

Lil'Red went back to the clearing later that day, to its being cleared out. The only sign that anyone had been there was a picayune sting patch of dry land from his camp flaming. Lil'Red still goes back from clip to time, hoping to bewitch her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?