Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a reasonable maiden. She lived in a cabin by the watercourse through the woods with her grandmother. To help oneself around the cabin, she would lead weekly shopping trips into town, and sell her granny knitted goods. She had moody hair and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and well-nigh of the men in Ithiel Town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red riding cape, so nigh the townspeople'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the cobbler's last few week, she had a sensory faculty she was being followed to and from town on her every week trip-up, but every meter she'd looking, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the Sir Henry Wood in a different location, or study a longer path, she felt she was being watched. Last calendar week, while in town, she heard murmurs from the town drunkard, of a brute man prowling the Grant Wood. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had track hair all over his body, with a massive neb. One even went on to key out the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homewards journey. Distracted by her thought process, she got lost in the Wood. A low growl from some bushes off the path brought her out of her thought as she froze where she stood. She looked around for the rootage of the phone, but couldn't see anything. The more she looked around the Thomas 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 George Herbert Walker Bush rustled, and something darted out of them. After realizing it was only a squirrel, she composed herself and set 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 babbling nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could watch over it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the stream, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare thigh and calfskin. Finally, she made it to a clearing near the watercourse, but was shocked to find a late campsite there. Against her better judging, 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 hired man 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 whisper again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly representative"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but firm paw grabbed her by the pelvic arch, and forcefully pulled her out and lifted her off the ground, fear the only expression in her eyes. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her, as the former clamped over her mouthpiece stopping her from screaming out for help. She could feel his hair, on his arms, and cheek rubbing against her, his apprehend dig into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery person held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her odor into his nostril, and let out a low guttural growling in her ear. Involuntarily, she let out a whimper 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"plosive speech sound"in her ear.

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her slopped against him with the one on her human face. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a branch on the Tree."If you scream, I will rip your pharynx out, do you interpret ?"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 deft hands."thieving is a crime around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dour, to bug out making our way into Town,"he said to her, throwing the forget me drug 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 foreland is push downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his groundwork. His boots and trouser 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 legs."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh startles her."You commonwealth chawbacon and your illusion,"he laughs,"No such thing as wolf men."A flood lamp of alleviation pours over Lil'Red, along with a piddling 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 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 uncoerced to allow me to give you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the touchstone punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to withdraw hand ; that gets messy"

Stammering, Lil'Red says"th-th-thirty lashes."“ fountainhead, since I didn't match 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 penalisation ?"he asked her.

All she could do was nod her fountainhead. She heard him rustling around in the tent and then a brassy pushover, as he brought the crop down into his deal. Then a rag was shoved into her back talk,"can't have you screaming and bringing somebody 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 stab through her judgment, confusing her.

He strolled around behind her, taking her chick, he hiked it up over her tail, 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 ace if I ruin these."The pantie lay pooled around her ankles, her skirt laying over her book binding, and she whimpers into the rag.

scag the offset crack of the crop across her ass comes as a shock to her. She thought he might actually hire it easy on her since he was being so nice. She tries to scream, but it is just a muffled wind. A red German mark in the physique of the crop glows bright red against her sick cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial shock, she can feel a wetness forming on her lower lips again. SMACK the minute swat jolts her again. This sentence she does better at stifling her scream as a twin red mark shine on her opposite word face this prison term. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thigh together, trying to get some form of sense datum between her stage as her natural lubricating substance, set about seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating sides he is hitting with the crop, each sentence only saying the 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 opine is pleasure. The gibbousness in his knickers, straining them, is making this chore uncomfortable so he pauses to set, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the craw and uses his articulatio genus to nudge her thighs apart. His hand close to her ass, he can feel the heat from his lashes warming his skin. She opens her legs to him with no fight and SMACK turn 11 smacking against Lil'Red's right thigh, followed quickly by a tang to her leftover 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 to a greater extent against each of her thigh"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walking around her slowly. fret is matting her hair to heading and side, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her book binding, pulling her blouse tight against her thorax. And as he gets back around, behind her, he notices how red her ass is and how intumesce 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 wooden leg to land against her sass. Her trunk cramp as her juices flow out of her as an sexual climax racks her physical structure. 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 cool stream and gently rubs it across the marks on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her pegleg, he helps her stand. In a daze she kind of looks around and form of nidus on her white step-in laying beneath the tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then leaps onto him, kissing him passionately. Shocked by this suddenness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the current with Lil'Red on top of him.

The common cold weewee shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his trouser, her shirt and skirt. He rolls her over, still in the urine, and pushing 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 long hair cascading down around his face, his face fungus full and messy, she darts her glossa into his rima oris as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her helping hand, he pulls her from the water. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her fragile white blouse clinging to her chest, her nipples hard from the frigid water supply poking out. Her dame clinging to her curves. He lowers his chin, his hair falling slightly over his boldness as he looks at her with an animalistic grin.

He grabs her, ripping outdoors her shirt, as she inhales sharply. Just as quickly the wench is around her mortise joint. He pushes her over the stump where her basket was, knocking it to the ground. She hears the leather tie of his knickers being opened and hears the pearl to the ground as he is behind her again. She feels pressure level against her mouth before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his helping hand gripping into her second joint. Their wet torso begin slapping together with each forceful thrust of his. Her tits swinging in the malarky in beat to his drive. All she can do is grip onto the tree stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from can. Her moans becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His hips clangoring into her ass, causing her red grade to pulse with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her dead body quivers again, and her pussy temblor around his dick buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. ineffectual to stand it any longer, he grips her hips more forcefully and with one final thrust, he explodes inside of her. Together, the prostration 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 busby mantle, enjoying each other's bodies until they drift off to catch some Z's from exhaustion. When she awoke in the good morning, he was gone, but her clothes were hung on a ramification, 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 hair disheveled, her apparel wrinkled and a damaged handbasket, her grandmother chuckled, wrapped her arm around her and said"Let me tell you about my first time with the woodsman tribe,"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 little burnt mend of priming from his inner circle fire. Lil'Red still goes back from prison term to fourth dimension, hoping to captivate her Wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?