Red Ridinghood

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. This is the beginning of a new series of Modern Erotic Fairy Tales and contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.

Red Riding Hood

Chapter 4

After Red Ridinghood left his office showing off her sales outfit, B.B. felt his animal instincts burst to the surface. He was going to have her, no matter what. He scheduled his next meeting with Red during the full moon so he would be at his strongest and most sexually voracious. He thought long and hard about how he wanted to take her. His comment to her about wanting to eat her was not just idol chatter, but he did mean sexually.

He thought about all the money she was bringing in and he had to admit that she was far and away the most prolific salesperson he had ever seen. But seeing her in her Red Ridinghood outfit made him understand why. Damn she was easily the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen and just the little bit of movement he had seen made him think she would be wildly sexual when stimulated.

He didn't know if she had a boyfriend and he really didn't care, but watching her strut her stuff virtually naked in his office confirmed that she loved showing off. In his experience, a woman with that kind of exhibitionist streak would be just as uninhibited during her sexual degradations. He bet she would be up for anything and he wanted to give her all he had. Still, he somehow knew she would fight him and he smiled at the thought.

He liked his female flesh feisty and part of the fun was conquering his victim. He began to get ready for Red by dosing a bottle of wine with his special herbal aphrodisiacs. B.B. still planned on subduing her by force, but watching her writhe and squirm in unrequited passion was also part of the fun. Although the meeting was still an hour away, the full moon had risen and his werebeast transformation had begun.

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When Red arrived something was wrong, only one light was lit, casting the room in sensuous shadows. A smile crossed her face as she rightly assumed her agent had done this. She had seen it in his eyes last time, he wanted her and now he was trying to make their meeting romantic. Monique was wary after the last meeting and dressed in some Daisy Dukes and a small T-shirt but still left a strip of taut belly exposed. She was still drop-dead gorgeous but she had toned down her sexuality.

There was a bottle of wine and an already poured glass on the desk. She looked around and assumed that he was late, so she sat and drank one glass of wine and then another. After about fifteen minutes Red began to feel her nipples ache and pussy was swimming in her nectar. Her thoughts turned to Wes and what she would do to him when she got home.

She was also starting to get sleepy and the cacophony of emotions was really confusing. On one hand, she was getting turned on but on the other hand her eyes were heavy. Finally her head drooped to the side and she was asleep. When she woke up, she was in a different room and a huge seven foot werebeast stood in front of her. She was frozen in fear as two monstrous hairy arms wrapped around her, bound her hands together, tied her bound hands to a strip of leather thrown over the beam in the office. Then he pulled on the leather stretching her arms over her head until she was barely standing on her toes. The claws on its paws sliced her T-shirt into shreds until it pooled on the floor. The claws continued to slice her Daisy Dukes and thong until they joined the T-shirt on the floor and in the blink of an eye, she was bound naked in front of the huge scary werebeast.

Shock, fear traveled through her body, but her body was still churning with desire from the aphrodisiacs. She was terrified and turned-on, scared-stiff and wildly aroused. Her head was swimming with different and conflicting emotions. No one had ever treated her like this, and she had no idea how to react, so she did what she normally did, she blurted out, "What in the hell do you think you are doing? Let me down immediately and you have lost your chance with me! Get Out!!"

An erotic shiver trembled through her impassioned form, and she knew he was going to take what he wanted, her. Fear mixed with an unknown craving causing her to struggle against her bonds, but this carnal passion was what she really wanted. Her previous carnal cravings disappeared as fear replaced it, but the fear seemed to make it stronger and when it came back, she was overwhelmed with desperate sexual cravings and the fear disappeared.

Still this hulk of a werebeast intimidated her and had to earn her body, so she twisted and fought her bonds shouting, "I am my own woman! Let me down and I won't go to the cops!" As she said that it hit her like a freight train. B.B. Wolf stood for Big Bad Wolf, she was Red Ridinghood and this was playing out the fairy tale she had long used as her nom-de-plume.

B.B. growled and slapped her breasts and grabbed her nipples. It was an erotic pain that she had always longed for but never had a lover as dominant as this mountain of a beast. She knew he could really hurt her if he wanted, but the slaps and pinches only seemed to grow her deep desire for him to take her any way he wanted.

He let go of her nipples and slapped her pussy with most of his paw pads striking her clit. For Monique it was like a lightning strike that sent fiery craving throughout her rippling body. She gasped loudly and her stomach muscles clinched as the white-hot ecstasy undulated through her now turned-on body. As her body calmed, she looked him straight in the eyes and opened her legs for more and he obliged with quick, light slaps on her clit until her body convulsed in an orgasm that left her breathless.

Never in her entire life had Monique had a climax that blistered her mind, and body like this one had. But then again, no one had ever dominated her like this beast had and she craved more. For the first time in her life, she wanted to submit to a beast and let him send her soaring with ecstasy. She breathlessly whispered, "More ... I need more. I want you to play with me and take me anyway you want."

B.B. smiled with his teeth dominating his face, because he knew she would be his for as long as he wanted and with a body like hers, he wanted to do things she had never imagined. He pulled her legs up to his mouth and began licking, sucking, and nipping on her clitoris until a second, third, fourth, and fifth orgasm tore through her convulsive form. His long tongue seemed to be all over her and filled her pussy almost like a cock, except it tickled and caressed everywhere inside her.

Red had never been eaten like this before and when he had said she was good enough to eat, he meant it. While his tongue was devastating the inside of her pussy, his wolfish lips and sharp teeth were gorging on her pussy lips and clit. Right now, her whole world was the unparalleled passion being inflicted on her pussy and climaxes just kept ripping through her enraptured form and never seemed to stop.

The werebeast stopped and stood over her watching this delicious woman writhing in orgasmic overload. Her hips were shaking, her stomach knotted forcing her breasts to tremble resulting in her engorged nipples aching with unrequited passion. Red's legs trembled in an uncontrollable seizure, flailing within the limits of his grasping hairy arms. As he watched he decided to move to a new position.

For a moment Monique's eyes cleared and she saw the hulking werebeast and every part of him was massive, including his cock. Never in her life had she ever seen a cock this size and her body shudder at the thought of having that inside her. She was afraid he would rip her apart and she would never be able to take his cock.

Monique had never felt this kind of fear, or this unbridled, crazy erotic needs and she felt so utterly wanton and depraved. She always allowed herself to let go and feel the kind of out-of-control passion her body was capable of. Now tied to the table, wantonly displayed as the stunningly beautiful woman she is, she was forced to confront those sexual urges and needs. There had been several times with Wes that she had almost lost control. So, she fought these feelings and suppressed them believing they would be her downfall.

She thought about Wes and she wished she had given her body to him like this, for him to take her and use her for his pleasure. Wes tried many times to take her but she resisted any bondage. She steadfastly refused Wes's attempts and she wondered what it would be like if Wes were doing this to her. She regretted many things, since she knew she probably wouldn't live through the night, but she pushed all of that aside and decided to do whatever she had to do to live.

The werebeast that was B.B. untied her, lowered her and picked her up from the floor and easily carried her to the table at the top of the office. He softly placed her on the table and once again his hands wandered over her succulent curves as his lips kissed and nibbled down her neck with his wolfish tongue tickling her and his sharp wolfish teeth nibbling on her succulent flesh.

Monique arched her back presenting her body to his wandering, insistent hands, but suddenly he was gone. She looked at him through lust glazed eyes and saw him searching the room for something. Her eyes begged him to come back, and her whimper cajoled him to take her. Then he returned to the table with four leather strips in his paw-like hands.

He gazed at her trembling form and tied each limb to a corner of the table until she was naked and spread eagle on the table. He gazed down at her and looked into those eyes full of lust and a longing for him to take her. He cupped her face in his paw, and she responded by rubbing her face into his furry hand. Then he leaned over and began to nibble on her lips softly and sensuously. Then suddenly he thrust his tongue in her mouth claiming her mouth as his. Monique gasped and moaned as she gave herself to him and she responded to B.B.'s possession of her. Years of longing and passion came pouring out of her as he began to slowly stake his claim to every part of her sensuous body.

Red looked up, but all she could see were her breasts thrust upwards almost pleading to be ravaged and that knowledge sent to another excited quiver through her body. She could feel cold air trying to cool her heated pussy, but the thought of the beastman staring at her wantonly exposed slot only fed the flames generating more womanly nectar.

He sucked and nibbled on her neck and ears, then moving to her breasts where he aggressively nipped and bit her breasts. He moved to her nipples leaving tiny red marks as his teeth claimed her outstanding breasts as his. Monique was responding by pushing her body into his aggressive attack, demanding he claim her and take her as his. She wanted him to take her; she wanted to give herself completely to her lover. Monique felt the euphoria and the freedom of releasing control of her body to B.B.

B.B. continued moving down her body, claiming every part of her licking, nipping, biting, and caressing every inch of her ribs, her flat sunken belly, her sensuous navel as he moved on to her hips. He nibbled around her hips and down her right leg, paying special attention to the sensitive areas of the inner thigh, behind the knee and her toes. He moved to the left leg starting with her toes and moving up her leg aiming for her weeping pussy that was thrusting up and down begging for attention. He was definitely living up to his promise to eat all of her.

By the time he reached her pussy, Monique was writhing in ecstasy strapped to a rocket ready to explode in more orgasms the minute he touched her. There was no softness as B.B. sucked her entire pussy lips into his mouth and Monique's whole body came off the table as she exploded into a lust affirming, heart rending and mind-numbing orgasm. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before and all the muscles on her arms and legs were taut and distended as she pulled against the bonds tying her to the table. The tendons in her arms, legs and the chords in her neck were all distended as fought the climatic rapture and she silently screamed her passion for this beast.

B.B. didn't let up as he sucked her pussy and bit her clit as he continued to claim this woman whose body drove him mad. He continued to drive her orgasm higher and higher as Monique's stomach muscles cramped into tight knots trying to curl her body around the pulsations centering in her pussy. Her whole body began to spasm as B.B. refused to relent in his claiming of the woman he desired. Whether it was one long orgasm or multiples chained together, Monique continued floating in a sea of orgasmic rapture.

B.B. relented and stop sucking her pussy long enough to kneel between her legs and drive his cock deep into her cunt, claiming the rest of her as his. When he stopped eating her pussy Monique's body fell back to the table but blasted into a whole new level of orgasm when he drove his hard cock deeply into her quim. His cock was massive, thick, long stretched her like nothing she had ever felt. Her screams of passion were also laced with screams of pain as he filled her body with his cock. His tongue was everywhere inside her, but his went even wider and deeper. She thought he pushed all of her stomach and lungs aside as he drove inside her.

Monique screamed with lust as the ecstasy in her pussy overrode all of her bodily functions. All she could feel was the rapture as her beast lover claimed her and drove her to heights of bliss she had never known.

Monique's whole body was quivering and shaking with spastic movements as B.B. drove deep into her, stretching her, filling her as he drove deep into her pussy. As he continued to pound inside her, B.B.'s passionate madness continued at a merciless pace. Monique couldn't respond because her whole body was still shaking so hard even her teeth were chattering.

Her orgasms piled on top of climaxes and still B.B. continued to drive her unforgiving rapture to new heights. Monique was lost in the blissful agony of non-stop orgasms, and they washed over her like a tsunami, giving no quarter and no forgiveness. Her mind drifted into sub-space where the only thing she knew was the unrelenting rapture of B.B.'s cock. Her body fought her bonds with athletic, convulsive seizures of pure bliss and all of her muscles were pumped and distended as her body battled the unending ecstasy.

At this point, Monique was overwhelmed with the intensity of pure physical sensations. Wresting away any semblance of self-control, B.B. was ripping away the false reality and the mistaken belief that she was a strong, capable, independent-minded woman. The wildly exuberant sensations thundered through her impassioned form, showing her just how vulnerable she is to a man who knew exactly how to handle a woman. She was being inexorably reduced to a drooling, howling mess of quivering flesh.

She started to learn during B.B.'s unstoppable passion, just how much her body could take. How much she can bend and stretch, to accommodate all the teasing and positions. How orgasms can be continuously wrung from her, even under the most unpleasant and uncomfortable duress. She was kept in the light, to encourage docility and increase her dependence on her powerful beast lover. It made her lean into her werebeast and strain to feel his commands, delivering demands and orders.

Now she's near the end of her rope, he judges. Her lovely form was finally subsiding from the relentless orgasms that wracked her body during their session. He can feel the muscles in her body finally giving up their tenseness as she turns limp from exhaustion, her head lolling back against the table. The frenzied seizure and shuddering of her body were finally tapering off into the occasional shiver, a fine trembling that made her breasts quiver in exhaustion and still rampant passion.

"There you go," he murmurs, inside his head. "Give it up, my beauty."

She's quieted down at last, only whimpering a little as he moved his cock inside her cunt, teasing out another orgasm. The climaxes are coming slower now, but he's patient, and experienced. It'll be like this every time for her from now on. She is experiencing the pain of forced orgasms, or the other end of the spectrum relentless teasing and edging. She'll swing back and forth between those two ends, a helpless pendulum until he can hopefully reach his orgasm. He thought he had hours to tease, take and wring ever last ounce of passion from this magnificent body.

B.B. liked to think about how, right at this moment, she's wishing he would stop. She's thinking she can't possibly come again, that she doesn't want to come again. Another climax is too painful.

And yet, the next time she'll wish the opposite. She'll beg the gods to let her climax. She might even remember this very moment, when she was experiencing all these painful orgasms, and she wished that they would end. She'd probably be cursing herself for thinking about it.

B.B. knows that this is the first step in this journey to get her to the point where she accepted everything that her beast lover might want to do to her. To cum or not to cum. It was never going to be up to her, and there was no point wishing for one outcome or the other. She just had to surrender to her fate.

He sinks his cock into her convulsing sex again. She lies beneath him, still and quiet, just breathing out of her nose in unsteady breaths, as he thrusts inside her. No fight left in her, not today. He twists her sweet nipples, and she moans as another climax ripples through her body.

B.B. fucks her cunt, deep and hard, until he hoped he could cum, but nothing is rising in him, and he decides to try something else, her tight ass. Then he pulls out of her pussy and pushes his dick into her tight virgin ass, already soaked and ready. She jerks a little at that, tensing a bit.

B.B. clicks his tongue and repeats silently, "Hush, beauty. Just take it. Just accept this. I want to cum in your gorgeous ass, Beauty, and there's nothing you can do to stop me."

Two, three pumps, and he pounds inside the clutch of that dark, tight channel. Monique whimpers as another unending series of countless orgasms contorted her body. But her muscles are limp and unresponsive as her mind explodes in another form of bliss, one she has never known. Her body can't react anymore, only tremble with weak exhausted reactions. Still, he pounded inside her and the climaxes continued to ripple through her.

B.B. had been holding his orgasm, and finally began o blast his wolfish seed into her bowels. He pulled his still engorged cock out of Monique, unbound her from the table, cradled her limp, exhausted body, and then placed her on a bench close to the table. Her body convulsed as she drifted off to sleep naked on the bench.

That was how Wes found her when he came to find her. Her body was bathed in perspiration, with muscles trembling and tiny claw marks all over her body. He could tell B.B. Wolf had used her until he was done. He gathered her in his arms, carried her to his car and ultimately to his house, to take care of her.