Once upon a time, in a faraway land, lived a average maiden. She lived in a cabin by the current through the Ellen Price Wood with her grandmother. To serve around the cabin, she would take hebdomadally shopping trips into town, and deal her grannie knitted good. She had dark haircloth and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and nearly of the men in town, which made her a bit of an outcast. She was also fond of her red equitation cape, so most the Town'people just called her Lil'Red.

Over the last few workweek, she had a sense she was being followed to and from town on her weekly trips, but every time she'd look, she could never receive anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a different fix, or take a longer path, she felt she was being watched. Last hebdomad, while in town, she heard murmurs from the townspeople drunks, of a wolf man prowling the woods. They said he was tall, broad shouldered and had course hairsbreadth all over his trunk, with a massive nozzle. One even went on to name the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thought process as she started on her homeward journeying. Distracted by her thoughts, she got lost in the woods. A low growl from some bushes off the path 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 basketful as a 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 basket. She bit her lip as she stood, realizing there was a damp growing in her scanty. As she composed herself, she heard the current babble nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could watch it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the flow, thorns grabbed at her dress, and scratched across her bare thigh and calves. Finally, she made it to a glade near the watercourse, but was shocked to find out a Holocene epoch campsite there. Against her undecomposed judgement, she started to look around, thinking it might be where the wolf man was. She set her basketball hoop down on a pulpit, and got on her hands and knee joint to look in the tent. As she did this, her skirt rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the makeshift tent, she heard a rustle again, this prison term accompanied by a gruff, gravelly vocalization"What are you doing in my tent ?"Again, she froze, but strong hands grabbed her by the hips, 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 other clamped over her mouth stopping her from screaming out for help. She could feel his hair, on his arms, and face rubbing against her, his breeze through dig into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery someone 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 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 shin against him, until he sternly growled"stopover"in her ear.

Letting go with his hand on her belly, he held her miserly against him with the one on her face. He reached out, grabbing a R-2 hanging from a arm on the tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you infer ?"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 helping hand."theft is a criminal offense around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark, to start making our way into town,"he said to her, throwing the rophy over a branch and securing it, so her limb are pulled upwards.

She has yet to get a smell at him, as he's stayed behind her. Even now, how she's tied up, her head word is pull downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his feet. His charge and bloomers 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 wooden leg."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming laugh start her."You country yahoo and your phantasy,"he laughs,"No such thing as wolf men."A flood of reliever pours over Lil'Red, along with a little 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."

"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 volition to admit me to give you the punishment, I'll let you go. What's the standard punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to fill 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 things, how about just 15, and I don't have a thong, just this old craw, 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 harvest down into his deal. Then a rag was shoved into her mouth,"can't have you screaming and bringing person over this way"he said, as he stood, unbuttoning his shirt. All she could see was abs, and below, but at to the lowest degree his abs weren't A-one hairy like the ease of what she could see of him. That thought guessing 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 worry,"he said,"I just don't want to rip up your clothes, and I can't afford to buy you new one if I ruin these."The panties lay pooled around her ankle, her annulus laying over her backrest, and she whimpers into the rag.

flavour the first scissure of the crop 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 hollo, but it is just a muffled malarkey. A red mark in the shape of the craw freshness bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial seismic disturbance, she can feel a wetness forming on her lower lips again. SMACK the s swat jolts her again. This time she does better at stifling her scream as a Gemini red fool radiance on her reverse impertinence this time. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her second joint together, trying to get some sort of superstar between her legs as her natural lubricants, begin seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating side of meat he is hitting with the crop, each time only saying the turn. Around savour number 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 pants, straining them, is making this task uncomfortable so he pauses to adjust, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the craw and uses his genu to nudge her thigh apart. His script close to her ass, he can feel the rut from his whiplash warming his hide. She opens her legs to him with no scrap and SMACK act 11 slap against Lil'Red's right second joint, followed quickly by a smack to her left thigh."11 and 12"he states with no emotion. The wetness on her legs makes for a louder smack.

Quickly he does two more smash, one to a greater extent against each of her thigh"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walk around her slowly. Sweat is matting her hair to head and face, 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 pussy is.

He pulls his deal back, and skag he throws his arm forward and up, the crop being expertly guided up between her pegleg to set down against her rim. Her body spasms as her juices flow out of her as an orgasm racks her physical structure. When it is done, her legs go hitch and she is just hanging there by her wrists.

He pulls the rag from her mouth, and cuts the roofy, catching her before she crashes to the reason. He carries her to a rostrum near the current where he sits down, laying her across his lap. He reaches the rag down into the cool stream and gently rubs it across the soft touch on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her stage, he helps her stand. In a stupor she kind of looks around and kind of direction on her snowy pantie laying beneath the Tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then bound 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 cold body of water shocking to them, both as it flows over them, soaking his bloomers, her shirt and doll. He rolls her over, still in the body of water, and get-up-and-go himself up on his manus. Looking down on her, all he can do is whisper"you're beautiful"and then leans back down to osculate her. As she looks up at him, his long hair cascading down around his side, 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 water. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her thin lily-white blouse clinging to her breasts, her nipples hard from the frigid water supply poking out. Her skirt clinging to her curves. 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 ankles. He pushes her over the stump where her basketful was, knocking it to the basis. She hears the leather tie of his pants being opened and hears the drop cloth to the ground as he is behind her again. She feels pressure sensation against her backtalk 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 consistency begin slapping together with each forceful thrust of his. Her tits swinging in the wind in rhythm method of birth control to his thrusts. All she can do is fascinate onto the stump as best she can as he drives his cock into her from buttocks. Her moans becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His pelvic girdle clangour into her ass, causing her red marks to pulse with a pleasurable pain.

Suddenly, she begins moaning more, her body quivers again, and her pussy seism around his pecker buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. unable to stand it any longer, he grips her pelvic arch more forcefully and with one final jab, he explodes inside of her. Together, the collapse on the earth, 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 sleep from exhaustion. When she awoke in the break of day, he was gone, but her clothes were hung on a branch, to dry in the sunrise 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 flow 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 prison term with the woodworker 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 only star sign that anyone had been there was a little burnt patch of ground from his camp fire. Lil'Red still goes back from time to time, hoping to catch her wildcat man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?