Swoop! And with that one quick blow the wolf's head had been cut clean off. He brought the bloody axe down and looked to the young girl. Her short dress had been torn by the beast's claws and much of it was in shreds. Miraculously though the iconic red cloak of her lay unmarked. Not even a scratch was on it. Hunter reviewed the girl again, his cock stirring as he saw that the material of her dress had been ripped enough to allow him to see the hints of red lace cups to peak through.
He stalked closer.
Red grew apprehensive watching the tall, handsome brute of a man close in on her. She was backed into a corner with no escape.
"I have saved your life and for that you owe me," he spoke, the gruff masculinity present even in his voice.
"I-I thank you for that, Huntsman but I have no money. Only confectionaries, that were meant for my Grandma."
"Well your Grandma is dead now, little one, she has no use for such sweets. Place them in the kitchen," he ordered. Red eased up a little. Maybe he's not so scary, she thought, steeling through into the kitchen of the cabin. Placing the basket down, Red was so lost in the grief of losing her Grandmother she did not hear the footsteps of Hunter until he was pressed flat against her back. Her small frame came only half way to his chest and she was easily half the width of him.
Hunter grasped her thin wrists in one of his hands and roughly placed them behind her back.
"You will not scream, little one. It is pointless; we are alone in these woods and no one will hear you even if you do," he growled in her ear. Right before reaching up to her neck and unbinding the crimson cloak. He pulled it off her and lay it on the countertop, before wrapping his arm around her neck.
Red was panicking. If the Huntsman squeezed even the tiniest bit she would surely be dead. A huge, powerful man like him would have no trouble killing a little 18 year-old girl like her.
"Please, please don't kill me," she begged at her rescuer.
"Kill you?" chuckled the man, "Oh no, no. I have better plans with you."
Red was wondering about the so called plans when the man pressed his lower body against her back. She gasped in shock. A could feel the hard outline of his semi-erect cock pressing against her. Although still a virgin, Red felt a moan stick to her throat. She'd always fantasise about losing her virginity and she would have sooner, expect for the fact that none of the boys in the village aroused her enough.
Hunter swept his hand down the base of her throat to the tops of her breasts. His slid his fingers down the V of her breasts only to feel flimsy material at his tips. Grasping the material tightly he ripped it off her body with a roar. A startled squeak came out of his prey but he pay no head to it. Once he ripped the top-half of the dress, the rest of the plain cotton cloth flew to pool at her feet.
"No! No! Please, no!" wailed the girl thrashing lightly in his arms. His steal grip and hard body kept her in place and much to her dissatisfaction the erection he was sporting only became more emphasised.
"Stop that!" growled the Huntsman stepping back slightly only to raise his palm and let it come crashing down on her creamy ass. It was barely covered in it's lace red thong so Red felt the full sting of his punishment spread around her left ass cheek. She had screamed when it had crashed down on her but now the stinging was almost pleasurable and her pussy was started to get wet.
Hunter caressed the red ass check with arousal.
"Will you fight me again?" he asked the girl.
"Yes!" she cried. Hunter smiled at her answer. It meant that...swoosh!- he could land a blow to the right ass-cheek. And just like last time Red screamed out and felt the pain subdue to pleasure.
"I'll ask you again...will you fight me?"
"I-I..Ye-Argh!"
This time he had not given her time to finish before landing not one, but two rough blows on her muscles.
"Will you-"
"No!" sobbed Red.
Hunter delivered a blow to her ass again though.
"You will not interrupt me!" he snarled right before releasing her wrists. Red withdrew her arms around her waist and went to turn around when he placed a firm hand on her lower back.
"Stay right there. Hands on the counter. You will not move them," he commands. She shakily unwrapped them from her body, wiped away her tears before placing them flat on the table.
"Good girl," Hunter praised before reaching around her a taking a red lace-covered mound in each hand. His large hands easily fit her perky B-cup breasts but he was slow in massaging them for her delight.
"Y-you don't have to do this...Please, please stop. I'm only 18," sobbed the girl the tears streaming down her cheeks again.
Hunter ignored her and pried down the cups of her bra. His fingers ceased the tender nipples and he rolled them between his fingers, expertly tugging and pinching them to a hardened aroused state. As much as Red wanted to deny the pleasure from the fondling of her nipples, she couldn't and soft moans passed her lips. Hunter grinned having caught her moans and became more rough with his playing of her breasts, only to have her gasp and writhe with pleasure.
"I can see you're starting to like this," he smirked, one hand trailing down her sides and cupping her pussy over the lace material. He felt it damp with her own juices and grinned wider.
"No I don't! I could never! You're a real sick fucker! You know that?" she snarled.
"Now that deserves a punishment," darkly gritted out Hunter using one hand to wrap around her waist while the other opened drawers a searched for the right equipment. Grasping a wide, flat, steel spatula in his hand he closed the drawer. It wasn't the best paddle but it would have to do.
"Wh-What are you doing?" fearfully asked the girl as she felt the huntsman turn to her left side and grip her hips with one hand.
"Stick your ass out," he commanded. She hesitantly wiggled her ass back a little, however it wasn't far enough so he just griped it a tugged her out some more.
"You will learn not to call me names," he spoke swishing the spatula out and smashing it down on her ass.
"For every name you call me you will receive 4 spankings," he told her before carrying out the punishment.
Finishing the punishment he flung the 'paddle' away and gripped the sides of her hips. Thick fingers curled around the red lace before once again, with force he ripped off her panties.
A finger slicked along her glistened pick pussy, causing Red to suck in a ragged breath. Her hands made themselves to the edges of the counter and she gripped onto the edge.
"Please don't. Please," she whispered feeling him rub his large middle finger along her slit and with the other tease her nipples gently. It felt good but she couldn't allow herself to succumb to the pleasure and lust.
Hunter's finger slid past her pussy lips and came to rub at her clit. She lurched forward as he rolled his fingertip around the small ball of nerves, increasing her arousal and building on the impending orgasm.
"Tell me do you like it when I do this?" he asked poking down gently on her clit and circling it again.
"N-no. Your..ha-hands are disgusting," she lied gasping as he continued with his torturous pleasure. Hunter smirked, liking the challenge. He brought his other hand down to her pussy, and used that hands fingers to stimulate her clit, whilst the middle finger on his other hand poked into her pussy. He wiggled the finger in, stroking and teasing the walls of her vagina all whilst teasing her clit.
Red had by that point had her back arched and fingers gripping tightly to the counter. Her orgasm was within reach now and she didn't want the huntsman to stop-not that she could admit that to him.
"How about now? Now do you find my hands disgusting?" questioned the huntsman. He waited for a moment only to receive moans in response.
Slowing the pace of his fingers he heard her groan in disappointment and said to her, "When I ask a question, I want an answer."
Red gulped down her pride to answer him.
"N-No. Your hands are incredible, Huntsman. Please don't stop," she gasped to be rewarded with his fingers working their magic again.
Pretty soon his mild pace had her pussy clenching and within a few minutes she came hard onto his fingers. He slipped out his finger from inside her and grabbed one arm with the other hand. Spinning her around, he used the same hand he had gripped her with the grasp around her neck. The hand did nothing to harm her trachea but was there to restrict her.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue," he ordered. She timidly opened her mouth and stuck the tip of her tongue out.
"More! Stick it out further."
The fingers around her neck tightened slightly in warning and she hastily probed it out further. Her eyes locked onto his steely navy ones, memorising the lust in them. The smirk that had flashed onto his face only made him seem hotter. Red would have happily continued gazing at the handsome man in front of her, had it not been for the fact that he brought her come coated finger to her tongue and swiped.
Almost immediately the sweet taste of her juices exploded on her taste buds and as much as she wanted to be disgusted by it, it only aroused her.
Hunter watched the girl's eyes flash with lust concluding she liked the taste of her own juices. But he was yet to taste them. He drew his hand under her buttocks whilst keeping the grip around her throat firm. Raising her up he placed her on the countertop.
"Spread your legs," he barked. Red kept her eyes trained on him while parting her legs. The cool countertop was doing wonders in soothing her hot, spanked ass; and the whole situation was making her wet again.
Hunter released his hold around her neck and drew her wrists upwards to the cabinet handles.
"Hold onto them and do not let go."
Red did as he said and watched as he bent his huge frame to her breasts. The man tenderly kissed down her chest before latching onto one of her breasts. She let out a soft moan feeling his warm, wet mouth cover her breast completely. His tongue rolled around her marble hard nipples while occasionally he would graze his teeth over them. Just when one breast had been lavished the next one received the same treatment. His fingers trailed to her centre and just like before he played with her. Wrecking havoc on her self-control and easing her into another orgasm.
When his mouth suctioned off her breasts she nearly gasped in complaint but with him trailing soft kisses down her stomach to her bare pussy, her stomach tightened in anticipation. And then the long awaited moment arrived when his rough, large tongue stroked the entirety of her slit.
"Oh my God," gasped Red feeling as though she had underwater all this time before finally receiving oxygen.
Hunter smiled to himself at her reaction and gripped her thighs in his palms. Parting them as far as she could go, he ran his tongue at her clit, enjoying the way she would arch and pant with his toying. As soon as he lapped at her pussy hole though, Red sharply intook a breath of air, he body tightening and waiting for the final push.
"Come for me, little one, come!" growled Hunter removing his momentarily before fiercely eating her again. His ferocity was all it took for her to shudder into a breathtaking orgasm.
