Red Ridng (Closed)

[Erlind]

The ride into town and back had helped Rafe calm himself. Maybe he had been too harsh with her, but he hadn't been wrong. He couldn't trust her. The older man peered into the room to see she was still curled up on the floor facing away from him. He wasn't certain she could hear him, but he spoke anyway. “I was angry and harsh,” Rafe told her, “but things are still going to be different now. I shouldn't have let my guard down with you.”

He didn't wait for her to respond and instead walked back to the kitchen. With a towel Rafe finished drying off the cage he'd left there. It was mostly metal wire with a flat bottom and a strong latch with a place for a lock. Once finished drying it off he carried it down the hall. It was tough getting it through the door to her room, but after finding the perfect angle for it, he brought it through and set it against the wall with the door open.

“Get in the cage,” he ordered Natalie, “You can take the comforter off your bed if you want it, but get in the cage.” There wasn't enough room in it for her to spread out, but if she curled up she'd be able to sleep there. There wasn't enough room for her to really sit up in it either, but she'd be able to stay on her hands and knees.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie laid there, having not moved. The order for her to crawl in to a cage had scared her. For a moment, she pretended to be asleep, hoping that Rafe would fall for it. With everything that happened for the past several hours, anything at this point was unpredictable. Her fingers clutched tight on to the corner of the bed sheet. Hesitant at first to move, Natalie knew that if she didn't do as asked, Rafe would drag her by force.

Natalie pulled the blanket down and dragged herself to the opening of the cage. Her body was still in pain, making it hard for her. Despite this, even after she slowly made her way toward the cage, she didn't look up at him.

As far as appearance goes, she seemed broken. She had been ever since Rafe took her in the forest. Her body curled up in the limited space, staring at Rafe's feet.

 

[Erlind]

“Good,” he told her with slightly cold approval. Rafe shut the cage behind his broken captive and placed a combination lock on it. As the lock clicked into place Rafe looked down through the metal bars at Natalie's curled form. He had broken her tonight and he was torn about how to feel. Parts of him were happy with the prospect of her never again straying from him, but he also couldn't help, but feel he might have lost something from her too.

Rafe checked on her rabbit, it still had enough food, although it cowered away from him when he looked at it. Then he flipped off the room's light. “Sleep,” he instructed her simply as if she might not do it if he didn't order her. It was only a few hours until sunrise, but still he returned to his room. He stripped, became the wolf, and went to sleep on the rug he called his bed.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie felt herself slipping away not only in her sleep but what happened in the forest triggered something in her that she couldn't quite explain. Only that it made her feel more withdrawn, lost like a child. Her fingers curled up on one of the metal bars before she fell asleep.

It wasn't long before she found herself in the forest late at night, unaware that she was in a dream. Rafe, in his wolf form, ambushed her from behind and without a word, proceeded to rip off her clothes and rape her in the middle of the clearing without any mercy. As soon as he was through, he proceeded to use his claws to dig deep in to her body.

This resulted in Natalie screaming and crying, her feet and fists banging on to the sides of the cage.

 

[Erlind]

It took some time, but Rafe eventually settled into an uneasy sleep. He felt like he'd barely closed his eyes when he heard the scream. As he rushed into Natalie's room, without realizing it, he slipped from his wolf form into his human one. He knelt at the side of the cage and his fingers began working the lock. He didn't know why she was suddenly screaming and crying, or what he intended to do about it. The lock clicked open and Rafe opened the door, wondering if she'd even come out. He was acting on sheer instinct, not really thinking at all.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie was unaware that Rafe had entered her room, or that he was no longer in his wolf form. By the time he entered her room, her fingers gripped tight to the metal bar. The pillow that she had been lying on was a source to try to muffle her screams and cries. One side had been saturated with her own tears.

Each slash from Rafe on to her flesh forced Natalie to let out another blood curdling scream. Her body twitched, banging up against the cage.

 

[Erlind]

She was still asleep, but whatever nightmare she was having had Natalie screaming, crying, and banging against the cage. Rafe started to reach out to touch her, but he stopped. He was undoubtedly the source of her terror and he didn't want to cause any more.

“Natalie.” His first attempt was soft and she continued her terror. “Natalie! Wake up Natalie! Its not happening, its all a dream. Natalie!” She might very well be dreaming of what he'd done to her, he didn't know, but here he was trying to wake her and give her some comfort. Part of Rafe hoped she wouldn't be waking to something worse than her nightmare.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

"Wake up Natalie! Its not happening, its all a dream."

Still stuck in her dream, Rafe's intention at his words were seen differently where Natalie was. Natalie, in her dream, was on her back, covered in deep cuts from Rafe's attacks. Rafe's claws were covered in her blood and bits of her flesh, smiling sadistically at her. The way he told her it wasn't a dream; so cold in a mocking, assuring tone. Rafe forced her up to her feet before shoving her down to the ground. He propped her up on her knees, his cock pressing up against her ass before he shoved it inside her ass. Rafe pulled her by the hair, violently thrusting himself inside her.

Rafe clawed at her shoulder while he fucked her. No matter how much she pleaded for him to stop, Rafe didn't seem to be listening to her.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe was still unable to rouse her. The desperate cries and struggles against a phantom attacker continued. He grabbed her pulled her from the cramped cage. She still screamed, trapped in her nightmare. Kneeling at her side, Rafe shook her. “Natalie wake up!” He felt desperate. He didn't know how else to wake her, what else to do. It was like he had driven her into herself and she couldn't find her way out again.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

She screamed when Rafe pulled her out of the cage, forcing her to release her hold from the bars. Within a few minutes, her screams and cries slowly ceased. Her fingers weakly grabbed hold of his hand. Natalie didn't look up at Rafe nor had she woken up from her nightmare. Nor was aware that he was in the same room with her.

"I'm a good girl, right?" She asked in a childish voice. "I'm a good girl?"

 

[Erlind]

Hearing those words Rafe knew he had inspired them and a smile spread across his face and the concern for her dissipated. Rafe pulled her up against him and held her close to him. “Such a good girl,” he whispered into her ear, “my very good girl.”

Natalie hadn't moved from the spot he'd left in in before he'd put her in the cage, so she still only wore her shirt. Rafe began to rub her bare leg and an idea came to his mind. She might not hear him, but it couldn't hurt. “Be a good girl and climb into my lap.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie remained still in her cage, curled up in the same fetal position that the limited room inside would allow her. Her fingers, however, gripped on to the metal bars tightly, her breath shaky. Soon enough, her hand began to tremble, causing the cage to rattle.

"It hurts," she whispered.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe reached in and gently stroked her bare back. “There there,” he told her softly. He wondered what it was that hurt, but it didn't really matter. Natalie's skin was smooth under his hand and he loved the way she was trembling.

“If you come out I can make it all feel better,” he promised her in his most soothing voice.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Still in her dreamscape, when Natalie made even the smallest attempt to move, her body ached, still suffering the effects of Rafe's beating from hours earlier. Back in her room, she had managed to move a few inches, mostly her legs, outside of the cage, while her upper body remained inside.

How could Rafe already forget the beating he had just inflicted on her earlier.

 

[Erlind]

He smiled as he watched her struggle to get out of the cage. In her sleep her muscles had stiffened and brought out the effects of what he had done earlier that night. Once she was part of the way out of the cage Rafe helped her the rest of the way. He pulled her half sleeping body carefully into his lap and stroked her hair.

“You hurt, because you were being bad,” he told her, “does it feel any better now?”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's fingers curled around Rafe's wrist, almost how a sleeping child would do for their parent when they were asleep. While her body still ached, Natalie was still confused as to what exactly she had done wrong to deserve such a beating. All she remembered was that Rafe had appeared to her out of nowhere and savagely beaten her. Throughout the beating she vaguely recalled hearing Rafe say something in regards to it, but couldn't quite make out what he said.

Her head slowly turned, nuzzling it up against his chest, her breath shaking as she anticipated in fear on what Rafe would do to her next.

 

[Erlind]

“I don't want to hurt you, but you need to learn. You belong to me and not anyone else.”

Rafe's free hand moved down between her legs. He gently parted her legs and let his fingers graze her slit. Rafe liked having Natalie this way. He'd first thought to have a normal life, but no. This was what he wanted.

“You like being my good little girl don't you?”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

A simple squeeze and a weak nod: That was the only response Natalie managed to come up with in her sleep. She cringed slightly when Rafe parted her legs and grazed his fingers along her slit in between. No matter how gentle he was trying to be with her at the moment, Natalie was still anticipating what was Rafe's next move. Was he going to sodomize her? Force his fingers in? Or, though least likely, actually let her rest? To her, it was going to be one brutal assault after another at this rate.

She let out a short, muffled cry, as if she feared what he would do to her next.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe smiled at how frightened she was. Between what he had done to her himself and whatever he must have done in the dream she couldn't take any more right now. Still his fingers moved down and two of them lingered at her puckered asshole, threatening her.

“Listen to me, Natalie. I want you to promise to always be my obedient little girl,” he told her leaning in close. “If you can promise me you'll never want another man, you'll never stray from me, and you'll always do anything I ask, I think we can rest for tonight.” He wasn't even sure she would remember this, but it gave him a view of just how much what he'd done affected her. Rafe cradled her there waiting to see if she could give him the answer he needed. If she couldn't, even as frightened and battered as she was, he would push her further.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's face tightened at the question, almost flinching at what was asked. Her fingers gripped on to the wrist of Rafe's free hand, digging her fingernails in to his flesh. From appearance, the question had spooked her. While Rafe's voice sounded calm in reality, it was much harsher in her dream. His words in her dream were quite similar to what he asked her just now: To be his obedient girl, to do what he asked without question or fail and to not desire any other man.

What had caused her adrenaline to go up in terms of fear was what he continued to say in her dream: That he could leave her at any time, that she would be alone, and that he would kill her the very second he was tired of her. And on the day he would, he went in to great detail describing on how she would be gang raped mercilessly by other wolves before he would drag her out for miles on to the cliffs before mangling and ripping apart her body.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe was left to imagine what she was dreaming of. The terrible things that were scaring her so badly that his simple if demanding question he brought on. Natalie would not answer the man that cradled her here gently, only the monster that tore at her in her dreams.

“You're not answering me,” he told her his voice suddenly becoming harsh. Her nails were digging into his flesh and he let that small pain feed the attitude she needed. “Does my little girl need more abuse, worse punishment before she can understand that all she can be is mine?”

His two large fingers began to press at her tight entrance. There was no lubricant of any kind, so all it could bring her was pain. “Beg for forgiveness and promise anything you think you have or it all starts again my little girl.” The threat was clear.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie screamed when she felt Rafe's two fingers slowly pushing inside of her in such a raw manner.

"I promise...I promise..."

That scream, however, had come to a sudden, abrupt halt. Her fingers grabbed at her neck as she let out a small choking noise, pulling at practically nothing. Or so it seemed had she been awake and more aware.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe smiled. Slowly, both to be gentle and make her wonder if it would really be over, he slipped his fingers from Natalie's tight hole. “Good,” he told her quietly. Carefully, he stood with her in his arms, and as he did he began to change. By the time he returned to his room he was the wolf again, the figure in her dreams.

He laid her down on the bear skin he called his bed and laid next to her. Rafe pulled her close. “You can sleep now,” he told her. With a possessive arm around her he began to let sleep overtake him again.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

As Rafe carried Natalie in his arms, the noise quieted down. Her arms dropped and dangled, slipping back in to the sleeping stupor she was in not more than ten minutes ago. The choking sensation ceased as Rafe released his hold on her neck. Had he held his hold on her for another minute, there was no doubt that.

She did not realize that she had been transferred from the cage to the hunter's room. Or sleeping beside him, heavily guarded.

 

[Erlind]

The wolf slept peacefully and woke later than usual, but Natalie was still sleeping. He stretched and yawned. The yawn came out almost like an angry growl, but Rafe was actually in a fairly good mood this morning. He shook Natalie's shoulder to wake her up.

“Time to get up Natalie.” Rafe's stomach growled as Natalie began to wake. “You should get in the kitchen and make breakfast,” he told her. He wondered how much of the dreams she remembered.