Red Ridng (Closed)

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie knew Rafe had meant serious business when he said he was going to give her a serious lashing. But how the hell could on climaxing when he was the one that was doing this to her in the first place? The feeling was subtle at first, but when his fingering began to get aggressive, Natalie clenched and unclenched her fists, letting out a small whimper. This had only gotten worse when he began to nibble on her ear.

One minute, two minutes passed on. Each minute, in the most cliche of terms, seemed to take forever to tick away sixty times to the next minute. As the seventh minute passed, she found herself kicking, thrashing on the floor. Her arms struggled with the handcuffs he placed on her. Initially, she figured that trying to fight him off would buy her some time. Would stall this whole thing. The heavy breathing had turned in to whimpers, then a low moan, before what sounded like a cry.

Finally, after eight minutes, Natalie could no longer take it and began to cum hard. Her juices sprayed on to his fingers as she did.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe shuddered as he watched her finally come to orgasm and let her lay there for a moment once she was finished. He let her lay there and wait while he licked his finger clean of her intoxicating juices. Then slowly he undid her blindfold and smiled at her eyes that clearly showed the fear of him and what he would do next.

“You did very well,” Rafe told her trying to sound comforting, “but I can't leave you unpunished.” He picked up the leather whip he'd left in the corner earlier and walked back over to her. Undoing her ball gag he instructed her, “Loud as you can count off each time I hit you or you'll yourself more.” Remembering how much her memory had tormented him for so long he smiled as the brought down the whip on her back for the first time.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

When Rafe removed the blindfold off of her, the expression on her face was readily clear that she was fearful. Somehow, after what had just happened, Natalie would have preferred to have kept the blindfold on so she didn't have to see the expression on his face for having climaxed without his permission.

“You did very well,”

For that moment, Natalie had actually let her guard down. The words, so comforting. Almost as if it were like a father comforting his child when she was upset or hurt.

“...but I can't leave you unpunished.”

The comfort, no matter how much Rafe tried to make it sound so, did not last too long. Before Natalie knew it, she was surprised by what felt to be a leather whip lashing out on her bare back. Having happened so suddenly, she had let out a shriek. She then remembered what Rafe had said earlier along the lines of counting the number of strikes he struck against her.

"O-one." She stammered, trying to keep her voice from shaking.

 

[Erlind]

With fierce eyes and the faintest hint of a grin on his face Rafe brought the whip down on her five times in total. And like the good little slave he wanted she counted. He could tell she was trying to stay strong about it, but by the time she counted his fifth lash it looked like she was having to fight to hold back tears. Setting down the whip he went to sit next to her again and she turned away from him. He traced his fingers across the fresh marks now on her back and realized she would be covered in scars from him by the end of her life. Running his hand along her hair he began to speak again, softly.

“You may be mine now Natalie, but as much as your here for my satisfaction I want to leave you satisfied at times as well.” He let the words hang for a moment before continuing. “I want you to think of something you always wanted or were curious about. Maybe something the woodsman never let you try or couldn't afford to give you. Anything as long as you stay mine.” Before she could answer he pushed apart her legs and slipped his finger back into her. “If you can wait for my permission to cum then I will get it for you. What do you want Little Red Riding Hood?”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's body twitched at the end of the fifth strike. She couldn't imagine what her back looked like with the damage Rafe had inflicted. A single tear streaked down her face as the pain had numbed her. Several minutes later, she felt his hands stroking her hair. Anything that she wanted, huh? Was he serious? After all that he had put her through the night before, he didn't mind if she had any satisfaction in return? Well, that was a first.

It was too easy to say that she had wanted her freedom, given that was at the very bottom of Rafe's list. Natalie cringed as she felt his finger between her legs. Of course, there was that one dream that she had that she held back from him. But should she really tell him?

"I..." She trailed off, debating if she should really tell Rafe what happened in that dream. But she decided against it. At least for now. "I always wondered what the fascination was with people putting others in cages as a sexual thing."

Feeling her face blush red, she then added quietly just to save face from that ridiculous remark. "Then again, I always wanted a bunny for a pet. Except the Hunter found it hard to catch one since others tend to target them for food."

 

[Erlind]

“Both reasonable requests,” he told her smiling, “both things you can get if you can do what I've asked.” Rafe pulled her close to him and began nibbling on her ear again. “It makes me wonder what would make such an innocent girl ask for something like that though.” He let go of her ear and grazed his teeth across her skin until they found their way to her shoulder where he bit down again, harder this time though no where near drawing blood. As he did he slipped a second finger into her.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

At first, Natalie had assumed Rafe was asking her why someone like her wanted a pet rabbit. But that thought quickly disintegrated, knowing full well that he was referring to the fantasy of being in a cage. It wasn't something she thought was pleasant, that was for sure. But there was a sense of curiosity.

When he stuck in a second finger inside of her, a low moan escaped from her lips. Natalie was afraid that if Rafe moved his fingers, she might not last. Her head tilted to the side as Rafe firmly bit down on her shoulder. Her body leaned up against his, more as a support in case she were to collapse on to the floor.

"I guess it's more of a curiosity than desiring it. I think it was a while before I ran in to you for the first time when I was a child. Every time I would go to the lake, there is this one house I would pass by where strange things happened. There was a couple who lived in that house...I don't know what happened to them. Probably moved. They seem romantic." She tried to shrug casually before she continued. One day, I saw the woman sitting in some kind of bird cage. I don't know, she was hanging from the ceiling. She looked like she was enjoying it. I was just wondering what the fascination was."

 

[Erlind]

“Beg when you think you can't stand it anymore and maybe I'll let you cum,” he told her before returning to gnawing on her shoulder. His fingers began slowly pushing into her and his thumb came up to press against her clit. His rock hard cock pressed into her as he pulled her close into him. He was surprised at how wet she was even as afraid as she must be. “Such a good little slut,” he snarled.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie had made an attempt to discreetly scoot away from Rafe as he continued fingering her, but to no avail. She drew in a sharp breath when his thumb pressed on to her clit. She cringed as he began to bite down on her shoulder, her fists clenching tight to calm herself down.

"I'm not a slu..." Even after this time, Natalie was determined to hang on to what little pride she had left of herself, to prove that she wasn't exactly beaten or broken down after Rafe's reign on her. But her words got cut off when she felt Rafe's cock pressing up against her.

Shit! That only made things worse for the situation she was in now.

Minutes had passed by. Natalie had been squirming, trying to free her wrists from the restraints that held her down. As much as she did not want to beg to cum, she wasn't so sure just how much more she could take. The fingering, the biting, and the fact that his cock was pressed up against her, threatening to push itself in at any given moment, did not help.

In a childish voice, almost defeated, she finally begged Rafe.

"I...I can't take it anymore. Please, I...let me cum, sir. Please."

The combination of his fingering and his throbbing cock, as well as him gnawing on her shoulder, was pushing her over the edge.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe smiled to himself when she couldn't even finish her sentence, trying to defy him. Maybe it was true and she wasn't a slut, but he wasn't nearly done with her. As he fingered her and forced her closer and closer to orgasm he thought of every wicked little thing he might do to her. He groaned and realized how much he'd been denying himself. The thought however was interrupted by something utterly sweet.

"I...I can't take it anymore. Please, I...let me cum, sir. Please."

He shuddered at the words. Holding her even tighter against his body he moved to nip at her ear. The feeling of her shaking under him was making him ecstatic. And even though she was begging him he continued, acting as if he hadn't noticed. Rafe smiled wickedly at her and he could almost feel the fear of being whipped again. Natalie was biting her lip, moaning and thrashing, trying to get away from his fingers, when he finally gave his permission. Licking her ear first he whispered barely audibly, “cum for me ...”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

So lost was Natalie in this state of mind that Rafe had put her in that she didn't hear him grant permission for her to finally climax. She had feared of going through the whip once more, and also having to count each time he had whipped her, which was even more humiliating. Her eyes rolled back as she could feel herself being pushed over the edge in more ways than one.

"I...I can't take it."

And with that, she screamed, followed by heavy panting as thick juices began to drip on the floor, coating her inner thighs and his fingers, as well as a bit of Rafe's cock.

 

[Erlind]

I will never tire of her, he thought to himself. He couldn't tell if she was still resisting or couldn't even hear him, but she whimpered something about not being able to hold back before screaming and cumming. He licked his fingers relishing her taste. “What a good girl,” he told her hazily. Rafe himself could no longer resist the urge to satisfy himself. His clothes were soon torn off and the dazed Natalie was pulled once more into his lap. His cock sliding into her warm soaked pussy. He stroked her hair as he held her there in his lap.

“You did a very good job, Natalie,” his voice was filled with lust as he said this, “No more punishment today, only pleasure.” He slowly began to move sliding in and out of her wondering how much of this life she'd be able to stand, how she would adapt.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie was about to keel over. In fact, the desire to do so was still there. When she had finally climaxed, her body instinctively anticipated for another taste of the whip. Her body cowered, fearing the strike of the whip.

"No more punishment today...

Normally, that sort of statement is something that was to deceive her, or her mind was simply playing tricks on her. Having been tossed around between one punishment or the other, Natalie was slowly getting used to a daily beating, punishment or not, from Rafe.

Before she could wonder what Rafe had in store for her, her eyes widened as she felt his cock push inside of her. She cringed at the feeling, letting out a shriek. That shriek slowly descended in to a moan.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe breathed deeply taking in her scent and enjoying it as he gently slid himself into his prize. He kept his pace intentionally slow drawing out his pleasure.

As he rocked her on his cock he asked her, “Do you want me to stop? Do you really want me to pull my cock out of you before I bring you to orgasm again?”

The world was quiet except for her moans and he wondered for a moment if she'd even be able to answer him.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's hands trembled, cringing at that question. She absolutely hated it when Rafe asked questions such as that. He knew she wanted it. She, too, wanted it but she was very doubtful on how much more could she handle. Natalie had already climaxed twice today alone. Having his cock inside of her had only made her quiver.

Natalie did not want Rafe to continue. But there was that need to feel him inside of her...to feel that release. Once he was inside her, there was no turning back. The silence that lingered in the air around him had made things all the more tense.

"N-no..." Natalie stammered.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe smiled and whispered in her ear, “good.” He began pumping into her faster, growling as he did so. He was wearing the mask of a man, but Rafe was still an animal. Hot blood pounded through his veins and he was all but lost in the pleasure when, about to cum, he gave a command to desperate girl he held.

“Give me so much pleasure I can't help, but pour my hot white seed into you. Cum for me, Natalie.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's body was on the verge of convulsion as Rafe continued to pound his cock inside of her. The sounds coming out of her were a mixture of moaning pleasure, and crying...crying in pain that is. Her body twitched madly, wanting the pain to stop. Yet at the same time, she knew that she would go crazy if he had stopped.

For a moment, it seemed as if everything had stopped. She could have sworn she heard Rafe said that he was going to cum inside of her. The crawling feeling of possibly becoming impregnated by him hinted in areas of her mind.

After several minutes, Natalie could finally no longer take it anymore. Letting out a scream, thick juices poured out between her legs and on to his cock. After it was over and done with, her body shook before she collapsed on to the floor, breathing heavily.

 

[Erlind]

She needed him. She might even hate him, Rafe didn't know, but she needed him. When Natalie finally let go with a beautiful scream, he did as well, erupting into her wonderfully tight body. The man groaned and howled like the beast he was as his cum pour into her and once the last drop of him was inside her, already starting to seep out of her slit, he left her on the floor.

He had to take a moment to steady himself before he could stand, but instead of feeling drained Rafe was exhilarated. He fetched a soft red blanket from the corner and wrapped Natalie in it, though he left her chained. He waited until he had Natalie's attention again and transformed into the wolf. Thick hide replaced his skin while his muscles bulged underneath.

“I'm going to hunt. I need to work off some energy,” he told her warm pleasure filling his now low and animalistic voice, “Rest well.” It would be many hours and very dark out by the time Rafe returned.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie's body twitched and trembled as she laid down on the floor. The sounds of ringing clanged in her ears, still in that daze after she had climaxed. So lost she was in her daze that she had not noticed Rafe wrapping her in a red blanket. Although she heard him speak to her...something along the lines of having to go out for a hunt.

By the time Rafe left, Natalie's body curled up underneath the red blanket. Her arms and legs tugged weakly at the chains. Falling asleep, she did not notice how much time had passed, or that it had become very dark by the time she had heard footsteps back in the cabin. With that, she quickly pulled the rest of the covers over her head. She did feel a slight rumbling in her stomach, realizing that she had not eaten all day.

 

[Erlind]

Dressed again in the dead hunter's clothes, simple but comfortable just as he liked, Rafe entered Natalie's room to see her huddled under the blanket he'd left her, hiding. Careful to walk softly he knelt down next to her and with a swift motion he grabbed a fist full of fabric and pulled the blanket away exposing her bare body.

“Wash and get yourself dressed for dinner,” Rafe told her tossing a key onto the ground just within her reach. “I know you have a limited wardrobe, but until I find I can trust you enough to take you shopping you'll have to make due.”

Leaving Natalie to fend for herself he returned to the work he'd started before he'd heard her wake. The scent of the fresh roasted venison filled the house as he'd opened the oven. Rafe didn't normally have a chance to do much cooking, but it was something he had a natural talent for. He'd roasted the deer meat with some potatoes he'd found in the pantry and wild herbs he'd collected. Though vegtables weren't much to his taste he found they could accent a main course well. He set places for both of them at the table, including glasses of wine and he waited for her.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie had kept her head buried in her arms, even when Rafe had yanked the red blanket off of her. Once she was sure he left the room, Natalie reached for the key beside her and unlocked the chains that held her. In the nude, she made her way out of the hunter's room and to hers down the hall. Gathering her clothes from her dresser, she made her way out of the cabin's back door and to an adjacent bathhouse nearby.

When the water filled the tub, Natalie submerged her body in to the warm water, staring up at the ceiling, reflecting on what had happened today. Truly, she resented, no she hates Rafe. For what he did to her not only when she was a child, but what he made her go through the past several weeks.

Yet despite the hatred she held for him, there was that sick feeling. Like a helpless victim crawling back to her killer. She knew the hunter would be mad at her for what she had put herself through.

There was no use running...at least for now. Plus, she couldn't run on an empty stomach. She could have sworn that she smelled meat when she left for the bathhouse. For the next five minutes, she stayed in the water, losing herself in thought, before she climbed out and drained the water. She blew out the wall candle, the only source of light she had for the bathhouse, as the hunter had planned to fix the lighting before that day.

Dressing up in her clothes: a pair of shorts and a black spaghetti strap, she combed her hair to make herself at least presentable. Silently, she sat herself on the side of the table, noticing that Rafe had already sat himself down on one of the chairs.

 

[Erlind]

Rafe rose from his chair and walked around to Natalie. He looked her over, running his hand along her arm and across her shoulders as he did so. “I suppose this is alright.” Rafe left for a moment and brought out the meal. Though he was still full from his initial feast on the animal, the roast did still give off a tempting scent. He set it out on the table along with a large carving knife and a serving fork.

“I know you're hungry so go ahead. Enjoy.” Rafe took his wine glass and leaned back in his chair. “I was thinking about what you had said earlier,” he told her absently taking a drink from his glass, “about the woman you saw in the cage. Though I couldn't tell you why exactly certain people enjoy being dominated. For them it makes sexual experiences incredibly more pleasurable. Everyone craves something, its natural.”

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

As Rafe made his way towards her and ran his hand from her arm to shoulder, Natalie's body shuddered for half a second. She looked down at the meal that he had prepared in front of her. Well...at least this did not seem too bad. With a bit of reluctance, Natalie picked up her fork, cut a piece of the meat and took a bite out of it. For someone she had detested, he wasn't a bad cook.

When Rafe went in to the subject of what she spoke of earlier about seeing that one woman in a giant cage hanging from the ceiling, her hand shook, nearly dropping her fork. Telling Rafe that one childhood memory had been awkward enough for her. She had tried to put it in the back of her mind, and he had helped keep it that way with the earlier fucking.

In a near state of fluster, Natalie forced herself to pick at the meat. Lacking anything better to say, she nibbled at the piece of meat. "Oh...well...I don't know. There's just something about it."

 

[Erlind]

Rafe took another sip of his wine and chuckled at how startled she'd become. “There is, isn't there,” he mused, “but don't let that keep you from your meal.” He stood up leaving the chair to fall back into place and went to the window looking out it. She needed a chance to regain her composure and he'd let her have it.

“Speaking of cages I found something that should be suitable for your other request. And don't worry about something sneaking in and eating your pet. I can hide myself from men, but animals know what lives here. They will stay away. I'll take time to find a rabbit for you tomorrow. A question and a pet are such small requests for what I plan on taking from you ... if you think of anything, there is no reason to feel shame from anything from me. Don't be afraid of your thoughts and desires, I want to fulfill them.”

Having her was such an interesting balance. Natalie unquestionably belonged to him, but he still found himself caring about her as more than a pet or possession.

 

[Lyssa_Marie]

Natalie had just swallowed her potato when Rafe had announced that he was actually going to get her a rabbit. Ever since she had told him about it, Natalie didn't really believe that he was actually going to get her a rabbit. Let alone, she had just assumed that he thought of it as a trivial, childish request. If anything, she had thought he was going to find a rabbit, then eat it later.

As Rafe walked away from her, Natalie silently ate a little more venison until Rafe spoke to her as an equal rather than someone who sought revenge for something she had done when she was a kid. That she shouldn't be afraid to speak up about her desires. A bit flustered, she dropped her fork. It almost landed on the floor had her lap not broken its fall.

She hoped she could distract him away from that little mishap. There were thoughts, after all, of that caliber that she had wanted to keep to herself.

"Y-you really would get me a rabbit?" Feeling her face blush red, she lowered her head enough for him to not notice. "I mean...I'm...well...flattered. I just didn't think you...you know?" Natalie's lips curled in to a small, nervous smile.