Tell me a story.
I glanced down at her, playing with the hair on my chest, eyes half-closed. The sheets were still damp with our sweat -- being the gentleman that I am, my butt was in the wet spot - and I tried to decide if she was serious. Her eyes met mine.
Tell me a story.
What kind of story?
A bedtime story, one I've never heard before.
I closed my eyes, feeling her leg brush mine. I felt a familiar stirring as her thigh slid along mine. Taking a deep breath...
Once upon a time, there was...
Are you serious? Once upon a time?
That's how bedtime stories start!
She rolled her eyes, her face assuming the look I long ago labeled "tolerant".
Fine, once upon a time.
In a place not so different than here and now, but certainly different enough as you'll soon learn.
What kinda bedtime story is this?
Thought you wanted a new one?
Oh ok, keep going.
Her hand moved from playing with my chest hair, to my nipples.
Thought you wanted a story?
I do, she giggled.
Now where was I? Oh yes.
And in this place was a town.
Red turned the key, unlocking The Goodie Basket. She walked past shelves lined with dildos, lubes, and various bits of leather harnessing, whistling softly and imagining that day's sales. Pushing open the door to her office, she glanced into the mirror hanging from the back of the door.
Five-four, slender, waist-length bronze hair, full-breasts; it was no wonder she had been able to buy out her contract from Mother Goose. True, she'd been a great whore, but it had been time to move on. Hanging her cloak on its hook, she started checking last night's sales figures.
She didn't hear the creak of the door, the soft fall of footsteps on the linoleum floor, not until something clamped tight over her mouth.
Open the register. Make a sound and you're dead.
Don't panic, she thought. You know this game -- just give him what he wants.
She slowly reached back, grabbed his crotch, his balls. He's HUGE!
What the hell are you doing lady?
Don't you wanna have a good time? I'll give you everything in the drawer; just let's have a little fun first.
She slid her hands along the shaft of his cock, it grew to the point that her fingers couldn't quite meet anymore.
That's one hell of a piece you're packing.
Thanks...
His grip loosened as her hands worked his cock. Slowly she turned, getting her first good look at her would-be robber. Eyes, ears, fangs...
You're a wolf!
No shit, lady. You still gonna give me the goods, or what?
Her eyes locked on the huge dick. It had to be at least ten, maybe twelve inches long, and was almost as big around as her wrist. Red continued to jerk him off, her hand flew up and down the giant cock. She felt her panties grow wet, her nipples hardened, and the large rings that she worm through them only served to intensify the feeling.
Oh fuck yea, lady, don't stop...
It's Red.
Huh?
My name, it's Red, and I'm no lady.
Call me Wolf; call me anything you want, just don't stop!
His hips arched toward her, and she almost lost control. She slowly dropped to her knees, taking the head of his massive cock into her mouth; her free hand gripped his balls, while she continued to jack him off. He threw his head back, howling. Red made up her mind, then and there, that she was going to keep him. She reached between his legs, knowing the shackles attached to the legs of her desk had to be close. While Wolf was distracted by Red's powers of oral persuasion, she managed to lock his ankles into the heavy chain.
As the second shackle snapped closed, Wolf glanced down.
What are you doing?
Red squeezed Wolf's balls tightly, and sucked harder on the massive cock.
Wolf's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he let out a loud low growl and nearly fell over as his legs began to buckle. His long tongue flopped out of his drooling mouth as he continued to moan in delight. She then grabbed, from a low shelf, an iron collar made for one of the dwarves, and clamped it down around Wolf's impressive member, locking it in place behind the balls. The groan that Wolf let out nearly made Red cum on the spot!!!
This is a very, ummmm, interesting story.
Do you like it so far?
Very much!
She pinched one of my nipples playfully.
Very much indeed!
She draped her leg over mine, pressing her increasingly wet pussy against my hip.
More - tell me more!
I reached over to the night stand, grabbed a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag and continued...
Now that Red was fairly sure that Wolf was secured, she sprang back and dashed into the store. It took Wolf several minutes to realize Red had gone, and he tried to run after her,
but fell flat onto his very erect cock due to the shackles. Red returned promptly with an array of items in her arms.
While Wolf was stunned, she slapped a set of irons onto his front paws.
What the hell?!?!
All Red could do at this point was smile. She grabbed the chain from the desk, unlocked it, and dragged Wolf to the back of her office. She pulled out a golden key that hung from a chain between her heaving breasts and unlocked the hidden door, kicked it open, and pulled Wolf into the black void.
He stumbled, off-balanced, through the gloom. His capture, dimly outlined in the darkness, stopped suddenly, pushed him backward with a firm hand on his chest. He felt something hard against his back, and then his arms and legs were pressed into place along what felt like cross-bars. A single candle began to flicker, and Red returned clearly to his view.
Do you like my cross? I keep it for naughty boys. Are you a naughty boy?
Wolf tried to pull against his bonds, but he was securely tethered. Red smiled.
Don't even think about it, you're not going anywhere until I let you, so you may as well try to enjoy yourself.
She reached behind her back, tugged at the tie to her apron, and let it fall to the floor. Her hands slid over her breasts, flicking the nipples, visibly hard beneath the cloth of her bodice. Unlacing the ties, she pushed the crimson velvet aside, baring her tits. Wolf swallowed hard as he glimpsed the silver rings dangling from her nipples.
