Little Red woke up slowly. She was aware of slight sounds in the room with her, of soft murmuring. She shivered on a slight cool draft of wind that ran across her body, and tried to turn over and bring the covers over her body. For some reason she couldn't bring her arms up, they felt so heavy, almost restrained. Frowning she realized she felt cool, too cool for it to be in her small attic room. Moaning softly, she slowly opened her eyes and stared straight at the wooden ceiling above her. She tried once again to turn over, but found she could not. She lowered her eyes to see why she couldn't lift her arms and her eyes widened when she saw they were tied above her head to the bed posts.
All at once Red remembered the events leading up to this moment. She gasped remembering Wolfe dragging her outside of the small cabin, forcing her to rub mud on her tits, then tying her up and fucking her against the cold mud, and finally she remembered coming and passing out from the intensity of it. She blushed embarrassed that she enjoyed herself so much when Wolfe forced himself on her, basically raped her...right? She was so confused as she remembered both pain and pleasure.
"Oh good, you are finally awake" A woman's soft voice cut into Red's thoughts. Red turned her head and saw a gorgeous woman sitting on a chair by her bed. The young woman was petite with long honey blond hair and huge blue eyes. She had a figure most women would kill for - curvy yet slim, with big breasts spilling over the top of her silk green robe. "You have been out for a few hours. I told Wolfe to be careful with you when I saw you walk up to the cabin, but he never listens." She tsked under her breath.
"Please! That man, Wolfe -" Red's frantic voice was cut off as the woman got up and sat carefully on the edge of the bed. The subtle scent of lilacs drifted over to Red, calming her.
"Yes, Wolfe. Wolfe is my husband. Has been for two years, since I was 19. I am Emily." Emily reached forward to stroke Red's black hair softly. "You are quite lovely."
"But he-" Red stopped, blushing as she remembered. Her husband had abused and fucked her, she didn't want this delicate young woman to know. And more importantly Red didn't want Emily to know she enjoyed most of it. Enjoyed as her husband held her down and fucked her.
"Wolfe is a rough man, I know that. He takes what he wants." Emily smiled softly, her lush pink lips parting to reveal straight white teeth. Emily then let her hand move from Red's hair to stroke Red's soft pale neck. "Your pulse is racing, Red. Are you anxious about something?" Emily looked concerned for her.
"Yes-err, no. Emily, please. Why am I tied? Please let me go."
"Oh, Wolfe tied you up, so you couldn't leave. He likes to see a woman helpless." Emily said this calmly, not seeming to care that her husband had kidnapped another woman, fucked her and tied her to their bed.
"Please, Em-" Red was cut off when Emily moved her soft, small hand from her neck to the outside of Red's bare breast. Red looked down and noticed for the first time that although she was now clean of mud she was still naked, but now her wrists were tied above her head.
"What? why am I still naked? Please let me go, Emily. I need to leave." Red shivered at the feel of Emily softly stroking the outside of her breast.
Emily giggled, "Oh no, my dear. You are now Wolfe's and Wolfe has generously allowed me to use you as well." With that Emily got up off the bed and reached for something on her chair.
Emily bent down and grabbed something shiny. She walked back over to the bed and let Red see. In her hands was a pair of small silver nipple clamps and a thin leather whip. Emily then walked back over the last step and sat on the bed.
"I love when Wolfe brings home girls like you. Your tits are quite large for your small size. And these nipples." Emily reached over and began to roll one nipple between her fingers and licked her pretty pink lips. Red blushed as she realized her nipple hardened under the young woman's touch, puckering up as if to ask for more. "They are so sensitive and a lovely shade of pink. Wolfe told me he left your nipples to me. He is always so thoughtful."
Emily smiled as she bent her head and began to lick and nip at Red's puckered nipples with her teeth. Red couldn't help but moan a little. The beautiful woman's mouth was warm and wet and felt so nice against her cool body. When Wolfe handled her body, he was rough, his hands callused. As Red began to think of the woman's big husband she remembered him shoving his cock into her pussy and then her ass. Shoving the metal shovel handle deep into her pussy. She remembered coming...
Her train of thought broke when a sharp pain bit into her nipple. Her eyes flew open and Red saw that Emily had place the small nipple clamps on her erect nipples. The silver hugged the pink delicate skin.
"So lovely." Emily flicked one nipple right where the metal met skin. A sharp pain went through Red, making her arch her body. "Ah, a perfect pair for you." Emily looked delighted as she flicked the other nipple and Red arched her body again. Emily then bent over Red.
"Why are you doing this?" Red's hoarse voice came out, her green eyes searching wide blue.
"Why, because I can." Emily said, chuckling. She bent her head down and took Red's mouth with her own. Emily's tongue playfully pushed at the seam of Red's mouth, asking to be let in. Red tried to fight it, but eventually opened her mouth eagerly to feel Emily's tongue against hers. Emily eagerly pushed her tongue in and met Red's. Red shivered at the warm, wet taste.
