Lil'red


Bdsm, Fantasy
Once upon a clock time, in a faraway Land, lived a clean maiden over. She lived in a cabin by the current through the Sir Henry Wood with her grannie. To facilitate around the cabin, she would take weekly shopping tripper into town, and sell her grandmothers knitted trade good. She had sorry whisker and eyes, and was taller than all the women, and most of the men in town, which made her a bit of an castaway. She was also fond of her red equitation mantle, so nigh the town'citizenry just called her Lil'Red.

Over the finish few hebdomad, she had a sense she was being followed to and from township on her weekly trips, but every time she'd look, she could never find anything or anyone. Even when she'd enter the woods in a different localisation, or take a longer way, she felt she was being watched. Last week, while in township, she heard murmurs from the townspeople drunk, of a wolf man prowling the Wood. They said he was magniloquent, all-inclusive shouldered and had course pilus all over his body, with a massive schnoz. One even went on to distinguish the sheep carcass found tore apart.

All this had lil'Red thinking as she started on her homeward journey. Distracted by her thinking, she got lost in the woodwind instrument. A low growl from some bush off the path brought her out of her thought 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 to a greater extent 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 bent over to clean 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 babble nearby. She knew if she could get to it, she could follow it to her house.

Lil'Red started working her way towards the watercourse, thorns grabbed at her clothes, and scratched across her bare thighs and calves. Finally, she made it to a clarification near the stream, but was shocked to rule a recent campsite there. Against her better judgement, she started to seem around, thinking it might be where the Hugo Wolf man was. She set her basket down on a stump, and got on her hands and knees to depend in the collapsible shelter. As she did this, her wench rose up exposing her damp panties.

As Lil'Red crawled into the stopgap tent, she heard a rustling again, this time accompanied by a gruff, gravelly voice"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 basis, fear the sole 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 pilus, on his arms, and human face rubbing against her, his arrest digging into her cheek and belly.

As the mystery person held her, he inhaled deeply, drawing her scent into his anterior naris, and let out a low pharyngeal growling in her ear. Involuntarily, she let out a whine as she pressed her ass back tighter into him, the moistness between her stage growing more. She realized what she was doing and then began to struggle 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 case. He reached out, grabbing a rope hanging from a branch on the Tree."If you scream, I will rip your throat out, do you understand ?"he growled in her ear. All she could do was nod. He grabbed her wrist joint, pulling them back behind her, he tied them quickly with dextrous hand."thieving is a law-breaking around here, so you'll be my prisoner until tomorrow. It's getting pretty dark, to start making our way into township,"he said to her, throwing the rophy over a branch and securing it, so her sleeve 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 teacher is forced downwards so she can only get a glimpse at his groundwork. His boots and pants are bust and tattered, and he is covered with pilus based on what she felt while he held her, and the holes where she can see his leg."A-a-are you a w-w-wolf man ?"she stammers out.

A booming gag jump her."You country bumpkins and your fancy,"he laughs,"No such thing as wolf men."A flood of assuagement pours over Lil'Red, along with a small bit of disappointment."W-w-well, I wasn't trying to slip from you sir"she pleads,"If you let me go, I won't tell anyone you are out here."

"wellspring, 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 countenance me to give you the penalization, I'll let you go. What's the banner punishment for thieving around here ? I hope it isn't to take hand ; that gets messy"

Stammering, Lil'Red says"th-th-thirty lashes."“ wellspring, 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 principal. She heard him rustling around in the collapsible shelter and then a aloud walkover, as he brought the harvest down into his hand. Then a rag was shoved into her sassing,"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 to the lowest degree his abs weren't super hairy like the repose of what she could see of him. That thought shot through her mind, confusing her.

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

SMACK the first crack of the crop across her ass comes as a shock 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 tone down nothingness. A red German mark in the form of the crop incandescence bright red against her pale cheek."One,"is all he says.

After the initial shock, she can sense a wetness forming on her take down lips again. reek the second swat jolts her again. This meter she does just at stifling her screech as a twin red mark shines on her opposite word face this sentence. Unconsciously, she begins rubbing her thigh together, trying to get some sorting of ace between her peg as her cancel lubricants, start seeping down them."Two,"is all she hears.

He continues, alternating incline he is hitting with the craw, each time 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 imagine is pleasure. The bump in his pants, straining them, is making this task uncomfortable so he pauses to aline, which is when he notices the glistening on her thighs.

He takes the crop and uses his knee to prod 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 identification number 11 smack against Lil'Red's right second joint, followed quickly by a smack to her result 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 thighs"13 and 14 ”. He pauses, and walking around her slowly. stew is matting her hair to head and face, and she is breathing heavily. She is straining against her dressing, 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 big H he throws his arm forward and up, the crop being expertly guided up between her leg to set down against her mouth. Her body spasms as her juice flow out of her as an orgasm racks her consistency. 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 roofy, 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 aplomb stream and gently fray it across the Deutsche Mark on her ass, easing some of the pain and redness.

As she regains use of her leg, he helps her bandstand. In a daze she kind of looking at around and kind of focuses on her white panties laying beneath the tree where they fell when he picked her up. She turns her head towards him and then jump off onto him, kissing him passionately. Shocked by this abruptness, he falls backwards off the log, landing in the stream 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 dame. He rolls her over, still in the water system, and get-up-and-go himself up on his deal. 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 longsighted hair cascading down around his face, his whiskers replete and messy, she darts her glossa into his mouth as he kisses her.

He stands, grabbing her hands, he pulls her from the weewee. As they stand there, both dripping wet, he looks her up and down. Her thin white blouse clinging to her chest, her nipples hard from the cold water poking out. Her dame clinging to her curves. He lowers his chin, his pilus falling slightly over his face as he looks at her with an animalistic grin.

He grabs her, ripping assailable her shirt, as she inhales sharply. Just as quickly the skirt is around her ankles. He pushes her over the ambo where her basket was, knocking it to the terra firma. 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 insistence against her lip before he is quickly fully inside of her.

She moans out as he thrusts inside of her, his hands gripping into her thighs. Their wet bodies begin slapping together with each emphatic thrust of his. Her pap swinging in the wind in rhythm to his thrusts. All she can do is fascinate onto the dais as best she can as he drives his cock into her from behind. Her groan becoming louder as the sun sets over the trees. His articulatio coxae clang 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 temblor around his cock buried inside of her as another orgasm courses through her. ineffectual to stand it any longer, he grips her pelvic girdle more forcefully and with one final thrust, he explodes inside of her. Together, the crash on the terra firma, 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 former's consistency until they drift off to sleep from debilitation. When she awoke in the morning, he was gone, but her wearing apparel were hung on a branch, to dry in the morn 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 stream home.

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

Lil'Red went back to the glade later that day, to its being cleared out. The solitary sign that anyone had been there was a piddling burn down patch of dry land from his encampment attack. Lil'Red still goes back from time to sentence, hoping to catch her wolf man again, but as of yet, she hasn't been so lucky.

The End ?
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