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Name: Anna Nicoles
Age: 18
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"Anna be careful!" Her father yelled in a rough, mad voice. Anna Sighed, pushing her hair from her face. She hated her family. They always wanted the best. And for her to marry someone she had never met, just for reproduction.

Anna was 18 years old, long black hair and piercing blue eyes. Her body was fully formed at this time. 36 c cups and a round ass that showed her slender body. Many boys from the village wanted her, but she didn't want them.

She had to go to her uncle's house to deliver somethng. It was dark out, but her parents just wanted her gone, nothing else. So she did it.

Sighing, she put up her hood and began to walk the road in the dark, into the deep forest. Stories have been told of fould beasts who prey and eat whomever comes in there forests. But Anna shrugged those stories as plain tom-foolery. She never believed in them. But her heart was racing. There were plenty of animals that could kill her in this mess. She just wanted to get to her uncles. He actually treated her right.

She couldn't see the path she was on, and soon she had wondered off of the path, straight into the deep forest.

Rustling could be heard around her. She looked around. It wasnt' her uncle's wolfhound, whom always came to meet her even in the dark. It wasn't any birds or squirrels either. She pushed her hair from her face as a sharp cool breeze blew her hood off of her head. The cold air made her aquire goosebumps, and her pert nipples protested against her small white shirt.

Rustling kept getting louder and louder, and soon her heart was racing. She was scared. Maybe she did believe in those stories. At least if they were true, she would die a quick death. Her heart thunder against her chest, and she looked around, wondering where she was and if she could get back.

Something snapped, and then she was running through the forest. Sharp branches snapped at her face and neck and hands, but she kept running. Gasping, she jumped over roots, but tripped over an old oak tree stump as she tried to jump. She tumbled down a hill, losing her package as it fell into the lake, sinking to the bottom near her.

She finally came to a stop, and she couldn't see anything else. Her breaths came in ragged gasps. She was scared, and tears began to prick her eyes. She wanted to go home now! But how was she to get home!
 
Gillian De Loup had existed down through the corridors of time. He belongs to neither of the two worlds he inhabited. The cures was and old one and the stuff of legends, but like most legends the story tellers got it wrong or preferred to slant it to their point of view.

The truth was less romantic and much darker. The French tail of “Beauty and the Beast” found its’ bases in his fate. Yet there was no handsome prince at the end, just the “Beast”.

His was a double life. Man by day separated from the pack as they slept. Wolf by night in a world of sheep, longing to run with his own kind, the children of the night. The one constancy, the stalker, the hunter, the thrill of the chase, and the kill. THE HUNT

Oh yes Gillian still hunted by the moon, but not for bodily food, but to feed his true nature, the hunter, and to strike at the race that had cursed him. His victim their innocent daughters. Not just those who thought they where innocent, but those that truly where. His thirst was to defile that which they most desired to protect. To strip away each layer of their innocence awakening the darkest of passions. Others of his kind found him searched him out until he led a pack of three. Three that like himself share two natures and belonged to neither, spurned by both. His ears perked, his nostrils flared as he caught the scent of innocence on the night wind, a chaste daughter of eve. A wicked smile bowed the lips of his muzzle.

The moon looked down in her flight across the night sky she saw the hesitant step, then sudden panic stricken flight of the raven haired beauty as she fled deep into the primeval forest. The gnarled branches reaching for her grabbing and ripping at her clothing. She saw the girl stumble, fall, to lay sprawled on the shore of the lake panting to catch her breath. Their bathed in the pale light of the virginal moon Anna’s shimmering blue eyes met the golden gaze of Gillian De Loup and in a single heart beat Anna Nicoles knew those old wives tales of the were wolfs were true. A truth that now held her in his golden gaze, a gaze that was filled was unabashed lust for her.
 
Anna looked up as she layed on the shore of the lake. Her heart thundered underneath her as she caught her breath. The cool ground was comforting on her stinging skin. She didn't want to move.

But something caught her attention. It wasn't the wind, or the lake lapping at the shore. It wasn't even her beathing.

It was a deeper breathing. A more ragged breathign. Her heart began to pound against her chest. She didn't want to look up, but she had to. Ever so slowly, she pushed herself up with her two hands, and looked up.

At fist she didn't see anything. But then her eyes got adjusted, and she met the golden gaze of her stalker. She caught her breath as it breathed heavily. She now knew, those old tales. They were all true. It was a black mass of a wolf. Huge from its head to its toes as it looked at her, panting. Its eyes filled with lust. Lust for her.

Anna whimpered. She had nothing to defend herself with. Nothing at all. But it seemed to be frozen where it was.

Slowly, she would try it. Slowly, ever so slowly, she allowed herself to get up. She was now standing, facing the creature. Her heart was in her throat now, but she began to step back. One step at a time. She didn't know if she would make it or not.

"Pl . . . .Please. . . Leave me alone!" She said lightly, trying to make it alone. She didn't want to die. Not now.
 
Gillian De Loup watched the dark raven haired beauty slowly raise her head to meet his unblinking gaze. The stunning young beauty’s little whimper, the heady scent of her fear mingling with the seductive fragrance of her innocence. Slowly, ever so slowly, she allowed herself to get up……….Her heart was in her throat now,……. A step back. One step at a time………………

"Pl . . . .Please. . . Leave me alone!"


Anna’s voice a softly whispered little plea. His voice dark and guttural, brutal voice tinged with the husky rasp of lust as he spoke.

“Run daughter of Eve, RUN !!!”

He had spoken, the beast had spoken

“Run!!!!!!”

Gillian De Loup lifted his great shaggy head and howled at the moon in her flight across the night sky.

Run daughter of Eve,,,,,,,,,

Came another dark husky passion choked voice to Anna’s left. As he took up the leader’s Howl. A third voice to the girl’s right howled

Run daughter of Eve ……

And the chase began as Anna Nicoles was forced to run……as the hunt, the hunt for her began. Their howls drove the terrified beauty deeper in to the forest deeper into their domain. The branches and brambles tore at Anna clothing. The hot breath of the pack bathed her back. The young girl ran until she was run to ground in a little dead end canyon. Trapped no place to go forced to turn and face the pack.

One look in their golden eyes told the young beauty it was not for her life they lusted.

Gillian De Loup took a step forward a low threaten growl rumbled from deep within his chest
 
As they all yelled for her to run, she whimpered. Their howls made her scream, and she began to ran. But it wasn't her life that depended on it. For they would let her live, just not the way she was now.

She ran and ran. Her clothes slolwy being torn from her body. Her cloak fell tattered into the trees, and now she ran in a white shirt and short skirt, fearing for her life. The howls kept her going.

Soon she skidded to the stop. ANd she cried out. It was dead end canyon. She had no where else to go, and trapped. Her heart pounded out of her chest as she tried to remain calm. She heard breathing behind her, and sighed. She took steps around, and face them.

They lusted for her. One took a step foreward, and she shrunk into the wall.

"Please! Don't do this!" She begged, tears falling down her face. She wanted them to leave her alone. She wanted to go home and never speak of this. But no one would hear her anymore. No one.
 
"Please! Don't do this!"

Ana begged tears staining her flawless cheeks as she took a step backwards her back pressed to the wall all avenues of escape cut off. Gillian De Loup took a step forward his growl low and threatening he held the raven haired beauty’s eyes captive until his head dipped under her short little skirt. His muzzle pressed to her panty clad pussy. His great thick tongue took a long slow sensual lick as Gillian tasted her for the first time.

“Umm such a tasty little morsel you are girl.”

He growled as his tongue and teeth lashed Anna sweet little pussy through her little lacey panties. Gillian savored the taste of Anna’s innocence. He delighted at the girl’s little whimpers . Slowly he took a step back words his eyes again holding hers. A low growl as his brothers tugged at Anna ‘s tattered skirt left no doubt what he wanted from her. A sharp gruff yap drove the other two back. Now was the moment of truth either she would herself do as Gillian wanted or the others would strip her most savagely.
 
His head dipped under her skirt, and it licked at her pussy. She whimpered, but it aroused her. Her pussy became wet. under his tongue. She was told she was a tasty morsel, but she didn't want to know this. She whimpered.

THe wolf began to look at her again. His brothers tugged at her. She whimpered, looking at the wolves. Her body was cold and wet, and she wanted to run but she couldn't. He wanted something from her. She wanted him to strip.

She whimpered, but ripped what was left of her dress off. She was now standing naked in front of him. She whimpered, and watched him.
 
Anna whimpered, plead with her soft stunning blue eyes for mercy He watched as the terrified girl ripped what was left of her tattered clothing to stand before him in all her naked glory. Gillian eyes leisurely devoured every subtitle sensual curve of Anna’s supple young body from the sensual bow of her slender neck, to the seductive curve of her breasts. His eyes lingered on the girls dusky pink areolas capped by her sweet little pink rosebud nipples. His tongue lulled from his mouth as his eyes took in the girlish swell of her hips, the sparse dark downy fleece that covered her Mons and the treasure it hardly hid.

At his commanding growl Anna found herself knock to the ground sprawled on her back Gillian claim again to claim the girl’s sweet little pussy. This time there was no scrap of lace to bare Gillian from coaxing the hooded guardian of Anna’s purity from its hooded hiding place. His brothers her sweet pert nipples. The young beauty’s body was sensually assaulted by the creatures of her living nightmare.
 
Anna suddenly found herself on the ground, Gillian licking her pussy. His brothers licked at her nipples. She cried and whimpered and moaned, trying to get away. This was her nightmare. She didn't want this to happen.

Yet her she was. Laying on her back in the night, naked, as three were wolves assaulted her in the canyon. She moane dand groaned, and tried to get away. But she couldn't. She cried and sobbed as they kept going.
 
Gillian and his brother’s began a sensually seductive assault of Sweet Little Anna Nicoles virginal young body The Two wolves at her breasts, suckled the young beauty’s nipples till those perked little pink rosebuds were engorged throbbing buds, had little nubs that they nipped at.

Gillian tongue lashed the girl’s hooded clit coaxing it from its hiding place. He slowly seduced her young body feasting on her dewy sweet nectar ass he drove the hapless virgin to the very bring of that abyss that promised her such dark forbidden pleasure. When Anna was in the throes of her unwanted ecstasy They nipped at her forcing the sobbing little beauty to her hands and knees.
 
The two wolves on her breasts, had now made her nipples such small nubs now. She moaned and groaned as they did, Gillian which was now presumed the leader, lapped as her lips. She felt her pussy began to throb, and her own beast of lust inside her was starting to find its way out. She grabbed onto the ground as her hips bucked up to the wolf's face. She was terrified, but her own lust was becoming. Her heart thundered as her breathing became ragged. Gillian began to force her in a dark pleasure as he force her onto her hands and knees. Her ass was now out for him, and she gasped for air, wondering what was next for her beauty.
 
Anna’s virgin hips bucked up to the Gillian’s mouth, her little heart thundered as it pounded with the girl’s unwanted arousal, her breathing became ragged. Forced to her hands and knees Anna was helpless to defend herself either against their lust or her own sinful arousal. With her firm little ass high in the air her tight little pussy shimmering with the girl’s own sweet dewy nectar she was ripe for the picking.

Gillian Mounted her his cock slammed into her virgin pussy. And their in the [ale light of the moon Anna Nicoles was raped by the beasts that claimed her for their pleasure. Gillian was the first to take Anna claiming her virginity. Her screams of lost echoing through the dark forest. He pounded into the girl till that scream of lost took on a darker more sinful character as he ripped Anna’s first orgasm from her abused and defiled young body. When his white hot scalding cum filled her fertile chaste young body. He was replaced by another who hungered for the little human bitch and so through the night Anna’s rape went on uninterrupted till the cock’s crow and the demon beasts that had defiled and claimed Anna’s innocent lopped off leaving the young girl, naked and alone as the sun’s first rays kissed her gorgeous young body.
 
Anna's screams could be heard throughout the forest as the first wolf mounted her, shoving it's beast cock into her pussy. She screamed and moaned, her fear rising and begging for him to stop. But her arousal was stronger, and she liked the fact that this beast, was fucking her. She knew her screams could probably be heard. But as the stories said, once the beast took you, there was no turning back. No one could come looking for you.

So with that her virgin young character was gone as her first orgasm erupted from her body. When Gillian finally cummed, the white hot cum came pouring into her body, filling her up and dripping down her body.

She thought it was over, then the second one mounted her. And for the whole night her body was ravaged and defiled over the night.

Finally, as the sun began to rise in the forest, the wolves left. But Anna could not move. Her body was so sore and hurt, she could not walk. Plus if she could, she had no idea how to get home.

She would most likely die here. As the rays hit her young naked body, she lay there, breathing heavily, tears stainging her face and the wolves' cum dripping down her body.
 
The whinnying of horse came softly to the young beauty’s ears as she lay there bathed in the early morning sun. Her tattered clothes lay strewn about her. Some one was coming, what if they saw her laying there naked Her body baring the evidence of the beasts that had taken her. Would they believe that she was ravaged or believe she was in league with the Evil One and had given herself willingly to the beasts. Had danced naked with them in the moons light. Anna could here the clip, clop of the horse’s hooves as The rider drew closer.
 
Anna laid there. She could hear the soft clip clopping of hooves. Would they believe that she had just been taken by the beasts? Or would they think that she had given herself up to them. She shuddered, thinking. What if they just left her here to die?

But she didn't want to go back home. She would probably be yelled at for wandering in the woods and letting her virtue get stolen before getting married. She whimpered. What was she to choose. She couldn't yell anymore, for her throat was sore. Her stomach growled for food and water. She closed her eyes, hoping that whoever heard her would give her some grace.
 
The sound of the horse and rider came closer. What would he think when he saw her laying in the sun in her youthful naked glory. Might not this strangers baser passions be enflamed and she be once again ravished/

Her tattered garments lay close to hand and offered Anna her only ability to seek some modesty . Less she be taken for a wood nymph or a witch woman. He would be upon her soon.
 
That was it! She had to get up! She couldn't let anyone see her like this.

Getting up, even through the pain, she forced herself to stand up. She wrapped what was left around her dress and began to move deeper into the forest. She wanted someone to take her and keep her from all the pain.

Anna tried her best to find some shelter from people. She would rather find a small shed near the beasts, then go home and be defiled from everyone. She sighed, and kept pushing foreward. Surely someone could find her and take her into their care.
 
The steady beat of the horses hooves drew closer and closer. She could almost feel the great beast’s hot moist breath breathing down the back of her neck. The same hot breathe that had bathed her in her flight through the night. The rider watched as the young bare foot beauty in her tattered dress began to run. He put spur to his mount and the thundering hooves closed in on the fleeing girl. The rider leaned in the saddle his arms snaked around Anna trim little waist and he swept the terrified girl up and across his saddle. He sit her down on the saddle bow.


“Are you alright Miss?”

His voice was soft and darkly rich his dark hazel eyes held her wide fearful blue eyes.

“ I am Gillian De Loup and you are?”

He was older much older than she his ginger hair and beard showed little steaks of sliver at his temples and the corner of his mouth. His body was hard powerful beneath his tunic of dark forest green.

“ Not many from the village ventures this far into the woods Miss. May I be of some assistance?”
 
Anna went to scream when he picked her up, but her throat was hurting. She kept the scraps of her dress close to her body to keep him from looking. Nowadays, men would do anything to satisfy their lust. Like the beasts had done to her.

She didn't know what to say. Should she go back to her village? No! She couldn't. Not now. Her heart and soul wouldn't allow it now. She sighed.

"I ventured off the path on accident. Thought I was being chased, so I ran, which explains why I look so tattered." She lied to him, pushing her hair from her face. She was now slowly relazxing. Even though she would never relax from that night. That terrible night.

"I just want to find a place to stay for today. I'm pretty tired and I don't want to head home just yet. Do you know of a place I could stay?" She asked, her heart beating fast as she looked up at him.
 
"I ventured off the path on accident. Thought I was being chased, so I ran, which explains why I look so tattered."

How sweetly she lied Gillian De Loup thought as memories of the night her trembling fingers as she had striped for them, her screams as she was raped. Now she played the sweet virgin once more.

"I just want to find a place to stay for today. I'm pretty tired and I don't want to head home just yet. Do you know of a place I could stay?"

He could feel some of the tension ebbing from her supple young body as she relaxed in his arms. Her soft blue eyes seeming to beg that he have mercy on her.

“If I may be so bold Miss you could rest at my hunting lodge.”

He smiled down into those soft trusting eyes.

“ Perhaps a warm bath, a change of clothing, something a bit more modest? “

His eyes sparkled with merriment as he nudged his mount forward his spurs raking the beast’s flanks. The bow of his saddled massaged Anna’s ravaged little pussy with each step of the horse. At last they came to a hunting lodge deep with in the forest.

Gillian sung from the saddle,. His hands encircled Anna’s trim little waist as he help her dismount. Her supple body sandwiched between his body and the horses as she slid down.

“Now for that bath and a change of clothes.”


Anna was shown to the bath and a closet to chose her new attire from.

“I shall leave you to your bath. Gillian took his leave and Anna was alone once more.
 
Anna smiled. She was glad this man was being nice to her. He seemed odd though. Somewhat familiar. She sighed as she rode with him on his horse. Her body started to calm down finally as they got closer to the hunting lodge.

She dismounted with his help, and soon he led her in his lodge. He showed her to his bath and a closet. She smiled as he left. She was finally alone. Taking her tattered clothing from her body, she tossed them away before stepping into the warm water. It soothed her body, and she wanted to sleep in it. But she didn't want to worry her host.

So she quickly washed her body, careful of her sore pussy. She washed the dirt and grime from her body, and soon the water was a dark brown color from all the mud.

After a while, she climbed out of it. She dried herself off with a towel and finally looked like herself. She smiled, and opened the closet. It seemed only for himself. But the tunics would be long on her. She chose a simple blue one and through it over her naked body. She then grabbed a belt and tied it around her small waist. Now it looked like a dress on her. She looked around and actually found a pair on panties, her size. She didn't know why, but she shrugged and put them on. there was no bra lying around.

She sighed, finally looking like a woman again. Even though she wasn't one. For her virtues were gone.

Her heart pounded, and she returned to Gillian.

"Thank you sir." She said, smiling.
 
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When Anna emerged from her bath her skin freshly scrubbed a most delightful shade of pink and the tunic hugging her soft womanly curves Gillian De Loup had a warm meal prepared and waiting for her.

“ This forest is dangerous Miss I wonder that you passed the night in safety.”

His voice soft dark and rich. His eyes sought hers and in their dark hazel depths was a hint of gold . The gold eyes, the eyes of the beast that still haunted the calmly beauty even in the light of day. He made small talk as she ate her meal. and when that her meal was finished Gillian smiled down in to Anna’s soft blue eyes.

“Shall I show you to your chamber now?”
 
Anna smiled.

"Please just call me Anna Mister." She said, eating. She didn't know that she had been this hungry. She smiled, almost stuffing her face with it.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it." She said, finally full and content, and now very tired.
 
“"Please just call me Anna Mister."

“Anna….”

Gillian De Wolf smiled as her name slipped from his lips. Such a pretty trusting little thing she was. He watched as she finished her meal the shyly said.

"Thank you. I really appreciate it."

You look tired Anna Come I shall show you to your room.”

He led the trusting young beauty up the stairs and to a heavy oaken door.

“Your Room Anna.”

As that heavy oaken door swung open Gillian’s brothers stood there waiting. Instead of a bed a X cross of St Andrew a waited Anna.

“Bind our little Miss to the Cross.”

They grinned as they grabbed Anna and bound her spread eagled to the X .

Her soft blue eyes caught the glint of sunlight on the keen edge of the knife that Gillian held.

“Shall we see what your hiding under that tunic Anna?”

He took a step towards her.
 
Anna smiled. She smoothed the tunic down and followed him. She was starting to feel safe again, like the animals from last night was just a nightmare. She got up and followed him. She would hope to find a nice warm, comfortable bed for her. The soft downy covers gretting her tired and sore body as she fell down on them. The nice toasty cover over her as she laid her head on the pillow of goose feathers. She smiled, already feeling sleepy.

Then he opened the door. In it was an X cross of St. Andrew. Her eyes widened in fear and curioustity.

"Bind our little Miss to the Cross."

Anna didn't know what was going on until two men grabbed her arms. She screamed and struggled, but was forced onto the cross and tied spread eagle. The binds were so tight it hurt. SHe couldn't struggle.

Her eyes widened as she saw the knife. She felt the color drain from her.

"Shall we see what you're hiding under that tunic, Anna?" Anna whimpered. Not again, Please not again She begged her mind.
 
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