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Old 01-26-2009, 02:30 PM   #1
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"Trick or Treat"
By MollyMolotov666

CHAPTER 1:
Little Red vs. Snow White

It was Beggar's Night, Halloween. I had just put on my Little Red Riding Hood costume, and grabbed the pillow case that I was going to use to put all my loot into when my cell phone rang. When I looked at the caller ID, it was my best friend, Veronica.

"Molly, where the Hell are you?"

"Why do you ask? I am at home, getting ready to hit the houses for candy."

"How the fuck old are you?"

"17."

"You are too old for Beggar's Night, dummy. We are going to an All Hallow's Eve rave instead. I'll be there in 15." She hung up before I could protest. I could never understand why Veronica was always so quick to grow up. She was the same age I was, but for some reason, she always wanted to act older than her age.

She was smoking cigarettes in elementary school, weed by middle school, and was having sex by freshman year. Meanwhile, the worse thing that I do is look at porn and masturbate. Yet, leave it to Veronica to try to corrupt her only virgin friend.

On time, Veronica showed up at my front door. When I opened it, my jaw dropped. She looked like a bondage styled Snow White, complete with black wig, and apple in hand. The whole outfit looked like it was made out
of latex, and was skin tight. I looked down at her thigh high, black leather boots. They had to have at least an 8 inch heel and 4 inch platforms.

"What's with the stripper gear?"

"If you have something up for sale, you advertise, am I right?"

"So. . .you're a whore now?"

"Shut up. You know what I mean."

"Whatever."

"Well, at least I don't look like a child with those patient leather shoes, blond spring curls, and that stupid fucking picnic basket. You are going to look like a bunny in a wolf den, you know that? And tell me that's a wig, and that you didn't really bleach your hair."

"I wanted to try something new. Mom dyed it, then I curled it last night and most of the day today. But it doesn't matter how I look anyway. It's not like I'm going to get some action, like you. Let's just go."

"What's up your ass? You don't sound enthusiastic about the rave. Don't you even want to go?"

"Let's see? Do I want to go to a rave, watch you get hammered, groping at the closest boy to you, and I end up driving home alone? Then, in the morning, have to call to check and see if my best friend is alive in bed with an aching vag and a hangover, or dead in a ditch, gang-raped, and full of semen? But, hey, look on the bright side: At least in either scenario, you get laid, so, I guess it doesn't matter which happens, huh?"

"Jeez! Bite my head off, why don't you? Since when did you become a glass-half-empty person? You are starting to sound like Nietche."

"You just want a DD in case you don't get laid, or as a best case scenario, your driver, because Random Guy 1# came with his dudes, or he bussed it to the club. I get to take you to cheap hotel or a national park in
the middle of the night, so I can "take a walk, and wait for your 'We're done!' cry, for me to come back to the car? It's 'Driving Mrs. Daisy' meets a Madonna video."

"Quit bitching, Molly. I want to see you let go for once, too. Not to mention have a really good time. I also want to finally see you laid."

"That won't be for another few years. Marriage first, remember?"

"Prude."

CHAPTER 2:
The Big Bad Wolf

The lights were disorientating, but Veronica looked in her element, automatically heading to the bar to get her first Wild Turkey for the night. I saw at that point what she meant about being a 'bunny in a wolves den'. I had never been to a rave before, but I knew that I didn't fit in.

Goth kids, club kids, punks, bondage freaks, all gyrating and pumping to loud techno music being spun from a DJ booth located on an elevated floor at that back of the dance floor. Then, in the middle of the chaos, was Little Red Riding Hood, holding her wicker basket. I must of looked like an idiot in there!

I found myself wandering aimlessly through the masses of sweaty bodies, looking for something to do other than look stupid and out of place. I ended up at the bar, ordering a Red Bull. I suddenly felt as if someone was right behind me. I turned my head.

The first thing I noticed, ironically enough, was the wolf mask towering over me. It was covered with realistic looking felt, complete with a full snout and open, fang-filled mouth. I looked down at his clothes. He was wearing a blue pin strip gangster style suit. His shoes were shined, and he was wearing white spats. In his left hand was a cane with a skull handle.

From behind the mask, a very masculine voice yelled over the techno filling the large, loud loft.

"What's in the basket, little girl? And more important, what are you drinking, sweetheart?."

"I. . .um. . .I am my friend's DD."

"How noble of you."

"I wouldn't drink even if I weren't. Doesn't appeal to me."

"So, you really are a good girl."

"No, it's just a costume."

"Yeah, I believe it." I sensed his sarcasm.

"Listen, I need to find my friend. I'll see you later." When I tried to walk away, his hand quickly caught my upper arm, pinning me in place. "Hey, don't touch me!" When I tried to pull away, he dragged me like a rag doll to the dance floor.

His hands were suddenly on my hips, and we were chest to chest, his grip making my lower body move in sync with his. I could feel something poking into my belly as he gently rocked his pelvis in rhythm to the music. I was horrified, but too scared to do anything but let his hands move my hips to his will.

No. . .I don't think it was fear that held me in place. I think it was curiosity. The way his eyes from behind the mask locked onto me shamelessly, not even trying to hide the arousal, it made me hot all over. Eye contact was impossible. I could only look away, trying to hide the shame.

When the song was over, he grabbed my arm again, and led me out onto through the balcony door that led to the outside smoking area. It was like the crowd of people parted for us as he lead me to the very back, to an empty picnic table.

He sat down, then grabbed my hips, forcing them down in between his legs on the bench, my back to him, to where my gaze was over the large, socializing crowd. It felt so uncomfortable to be sitting so close to someone I didn't know.

"Um, why are you doing this?"

"I am leading you off the path, Red."

My first instinct was to laugh. What else could I do? Then, I got serious.

"Okay, Mr. Wolf. I don't like that." I turned my face over, trying to get a better look at him, but he wrapped his arm around my waist, my back pressed against his chest, and my behind snugly in his crotch.

"What's wrong with it?"

"What's right with it? Don't I get a say in what happens?"

"You are not going to want to resist. You're mind will scream stop, your lips will cry stop," his hand slid downward, to the hem of my blue and white checkered dress, when his palm suddenly changed direction. I felt his fingers on the bare skin of my thigh, it's trail riding up between my legs, inching little by little, "But your body will want what I can give."

"I have to find Veronica. I have to go. Please, let me go." My body started to shake as his hand went higher and higher, pulling my dress's hem with it. I looked out at the crowd. They were all acting like they weren't watching, but they were. My skin felt flushed and hot as I felt my panties being exposed. My fingers jetted up to catch his hands, but there was no stopping him.

Right in front of everyone out on that balcony, I felt him go up through the leg hole of my panties. I curled my face into my shoulder, trying to hide in my shoulder, closing my eyes tightly. I was biting my lip so hard, I was sure that I was going to be bleeding.

Against my will, my whole body started to shake when he found my 'special spot.' "Oh! That felt good, huh, baby?"

"Please, please stop."

"But, you don't want me to." He lifted the wet fingers from between my thighs to where I could see them. I was soaking wet to my horror. "You are turned on by humiliation. Did you know that, virgin?"

"All I masturbate to is rape and humiliation anime." I have no idea why I offered up that little tidbit about myself, but the moment those words passed my lips, I wanted to kill myself.

"Ohh, the virgin is a closet pervert. Sexy," his voice was low and raspy.

"Leave with me."

"I can't. Veronica is here."

"Then, let's bring Veronica."

"Because she is kind of a slut. The minute she sees I've met someone, she's going to try to take you."

"So, you DO want me to do this! Otherwise, you'd want your friend to get me. I bet you would love it if I invited her to watch me rape you, then let her go without even letting her get off."

I was speechless. I shuddered at those words, ashamed about how right on the mark he was. There was definitely a piece of me that craved to see Veronica suffer, violently wanting something that I was enjoying right in front of her. His arms wrapped back around my waist, holding me in place as if he anticipated my idea to bolt for the door.

Then, my heart skipped a beat. It was Veronica! She was on the other side of the dance floor, as if searching through the crowd, holding the hand of some punk guy. When her eyes fell on me through the balcony's window, Veronica's jaw dropped, and she dragged the green mohawked young man by the hand over to our table.

"Molly, glad to see you are finally getting into the spirit of things. This is Xero."

"Listen, Veronica, I am so scared. Help me."

"You look horny."

" But I don't want this."
Veronica's eyes looked down at my exposed, dripping wet panties. "Like I said: You look horny. If you really want him to get off of you, call out for security. Scream for help. You're not going to, though, because Alice likes it down in the rabbit hole."

"Hey," The man in the wolf mask stated plainly, "Wrong fairy tale, Snow White. But hey, you are welcome to join us."

I couldn't believe this was happening. "Please, Mr. Wolf, maybe if you took off the mask, I won't be so scared," I whimpered.

"You like being scared. If you didn't, you wouldn't be wet. Veronica, how would you like watch me eat Little Red Riding Hood?"

"Sounds like fun, Mr. Wolf. Are you going to eat me, too?"

"We'll see. Let's see if you are a good girl."

"Mmm, I'm in."

I was starting to get pissed. "You bitch! You are on my side!"

"I AM on your side. You'll thank me in the morning. It's about time you open your eyes, and enjoy."

When I heard those words, I knew that she wouldn't help me. I knew that the only one who was going to rescue me was myself.


CHAPTER 3:
Fresh Meat

We left our car in the parking lot, and Mr. Wolf drove us in his massive black, windowless van. There was little light in the back seat behind the driver and passenger where Veronica, Xero, and I sat. Shotgun was Mr. Wolf's right hand man, a tall, lean, handsome guy in a gothic/military styled costume.

He looked like the could of been an SS officer during WW2. His name was Wes, and there was something about him that I didn't like.

I looked at what was behind us. In the dark, I noticed that the space was so big, that someone had of removed the seat. In it's place was a queen sized mattress, fully made and complete with lots of pillows and an assortment of toys.

I moaned in agony. "This is such a bad idea, Veronica."

Mr. Wolf laughed. "Come on, Red. Why scared."

"I am a virgin surrounded by pros. Why do I feel like a sacrifice?"

"You should be pleased that you won't leave unsatisfied. Not every girl's first time is going to be as fun as yours will be."

"Please, Mr. Wolf, just take me back to the club. I changed my mind. I want to be married first. I am a good girl. I really am. Don't make me do this. Don't hurt me."

"I am going to hurt you in ways that you are going to love."

"No! Pain is bad! Don't you know that? What is wrong with you fucking people?" I couldn't stop the profanity but didn't care anymore. Quicker than my eyes could see, Wes's crop came down on my leg. I screamed and rubbed the welt, tears filling my eyes.

Wes looked at me darkly. "Shut the fuck up, Virgin." Just as he said
that, Mr. Wolf squealed the brakes, snatched the weapon, and struck the bondage SS soldier with it in the center of the chest repeatedly.

"Little Red is MINE! Mine alone, no one else's!"

"ALL RIGHT! Fuck!"

"You okay, Red?" His eyes had real worry in them.

"Yes. . .thank you, Mr. Wolf." He turned around and looked at me.

"I'm the only one who will be playing with you. He won't lay a hand on you again, Molly. You're mine."

"Where is a woodsman when you need one?" I moaned, annoyed more than anything. All of them laughed, except for Wes, who was still rubbing the welt growing on his chest. Mr. Wolf turned back to driving. Then, his attention shifted to Veronica.

"Hey, Snow White, let me guess: You are a submissive," Mr. Wolf looked at us through the windshield mirror as he spoke.

"That's a good guess."

"Are you also into humiliation?"

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" She replied in Veronica's usual fashion, batting her big brown eyes at The Wolf. His smile through the mirror reminded me from some reason of the Grinch's evil, twisting grin before he stole Christmas. Veronica pursed her ruby red lips together as she spoke.

"Judging by the questions you ask, you must be a sadist."

"And a damn good one at that, Snow White."

Suddenly, I felt really unwell, like I was submerged in freezing cold water. This was going so bad!

He continued talking. "Now, are you going to be a good girl, and help
me show Little Red what she is missing?"

"Sure, Mr. Wolf."

"Then, show her how a good slave obeys, and pull up your skirt." Without hesitation, my best friend lifted the latex skirt up until everyone in the car could see her black garter belt and matching panties.

"Veronica! We shouldn't do this! Just pull over, Mr. Wolf!"

"Now, Snow White, I want you start playing with yourself. Get that pussy good and wet." I looked around the car. The punk guy and Wes were watching my best friend very closely as she touched herself.

"Look at her, Red."

"Fuck you! I want to go home!"

"Look," repeated the driver, "Look, or else I will be forced to show you just what happens to insubordinate slaves."

"I am not your slave."

"By the time I am done with you, you are going to my willing concubine. You already are, you just don't know it yet. I know you are as wet as she is. Just look at her." I forced myself to do as I was told, and my jaw dropped.

"Tell me I am lying."

Veronica looked positively sexy in her Snow White costume, her knees spread open on the seat, fingers pushing her panties aside as she rubbed her clit in quick circular strokes. Her privates were dripping all over the leather beneath her.

"Come on, Snow White, if you were any good at that, you would of come by now. Faster!" Mr. Wolf ordered as he made a sharp turn. Veronica started to moan loudly as she obeyed eagerly.

"Tell Red how good that feels."

"But I know how good it feels, I masturbate quite often," I said, trying to hid the fear in my voice.

"Oh, but Molly, to do it. . .when people are watching! Xero! Please, pull your cock out, and stroke it for me!" She turned her head and bite her lip,
her moans escaping in sharp gasps of ecstasy. "To be watched, and come while everyone's eyes are on you. . .oh! It's so dirty!" Her hips began to grind off the seat as she watched the punk guy pull out his member.

Xero had to be at least 9 inches long, his very thick erection standing in full attention in his palm. He spat in his palm and started to touch himself, slowly at first, but he worked into a frenzy. Veronica was shaking and rocking her hips as she watched her latest one-nighter jack off until her whole body went into violent spasms before collapsing against the van door, smiling and giggling. Xero lost control, nutting all over his hand.

Then, I was horrified as I watched my best friend take Xero's cum covered hand, and lick it clean, looking at me the whole time.
I had never been so scared in my whole life.

CHAPTER 4:
Little Red Riding Hood is Screwed

I felt the van stop, and Mr. Wolf climbed out. Everyone started to follow suit. The moment my feet hit cement, Mr. Wolf had my upper arm, and was practically dragging me to the front door of what looked like an abandoned house, except he pulled out a key, and unlocked it.

I had no idea of where we were as Mr. Wolf and Wes herded us inside, locking the door behind us. The interior shocked me. Surprisingly, the inside was very posh, and well decorated with very expensive looking things. There was all leather furniture around an entertainment center with a
plasma screen TV and many game systems.

In the corner was a computer desk, covering in what looked like thousands of dollars worth the equipment. Sitting everywhere were random assortments items; text books, clothes, a dog collar, DVD cases, video game boxes and bondage magazines to name a few.

Mr. Wolf led us to the door in the back of the room, located next to a set of stairs. When he opened it, I felt myself being tossed inside of the darkness like a rag doll. I hit the floor hard, but was quickly picked up, and dragged even further into the unknown as I fought with everything I had with no success.

Suddenly, the whole room was illuminated, and Wes was standing next to a light switch. We were standing in a dungeon! The walls were covered with whips and chains, and all sorts of things that I didn't understand. He even had a torture rack, a metal surgical bed with restraints, and wooden stocks.

Before my brain could process it, I was being strapped down to the surgical bed by my captor. "Hey! LET ME GO!" I screamed, but it didn't help. When Mr. Wolf was satisfied that I was unable to escape, he took a step back to admire his handiwork.

My wrists were secured over my head with the industrial strength binds. My ankles were bound in the same manner at the foot of the hospital bed. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't budge in the least, and was only wasting all my energy, so I stopped and glared at the bastard smirked over me.

I watched The Wolf's eyes study my ankle length red hood, my blue and white checkered jumper dress, down to my patent leather and bobby socks. All I did was stare back at him without showing him fear. I needed him to know that I am not a coward!

"Now, to test something. I want to see just how wet you are." I twisted my hips to and fro to escape his hands, but the knife I didn't see until the last minute sliced through the delicate material like nothing. I looked around. Veronica was watching quietly, leaned against a wall as Xero went down on her.

"Veronica! Help me!"

"If you really didn't want to get fucked, Mol, you'd be crying," she said in a matter-of-a-fact tone as the punk with the mohawk kept working on her, making her hips buckle every time he licked the right spot.

"This is rape! And you are letting them rape me! I am supposed to be your best friend! You are actually turned on!"

The Wolf's index and middle fingers at first lingered on my confused clitoris, before finding their way slipping inside me.

Wes walked in, holding a duffel bag in one hand, and his riding crop in the other, stopping in front of the sadist in the wolf mask as he watched my formal best friend and I go back and forth. Mr. Wolf looked obviously amused at the show, then disappointed when Wes interrupted.

"Wolfman, I got the party supplies. Let's get this shit started." The Nazi dumped the bag out, and I cringed. All sort of tubes, toys, ropes and chains. . .a massive sex arsenal at these pervert's disposal! Veronica giggled, pointing to a double sided-dildo in the pile as Xero tongue fucked her. "Oh! Mr. Wolf! When you train Molly, she and I should fuck each other with that!"

"YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU ARE GOING TO RAPE ME TOO!" Suddenly, Mr. Wolf put his hand around my neck, blocking off all of my blood and air supply. I fought against my binds, failing miserably, on the verge of blacking out. Right before going under, he let go, watching me gasp wildly for precious air.

"You are not to scream. You are not to fight. All you do is obey."

"Go to Hell."

"Eventually. But you first." He reached over to my leg restraints, and undid them. Naturally, I kicked violently, but a quick fist to my inner thigh completely dead legged me, and I twisted in pain. The masked man forced my knees open, and out of nowhere it seemed, a knife was in his palm, and my white cotton panties where off, and tossed to the floor.

He then went for the rest of my clothes, each piece meeting the same fate, except my cape. He left that as the only stitch I had on.
I knew that he was going to take my virginity, my very innocence from me, but I was no way I was going to lose my pride or my self-respect.

CHAPTER 5:
Mr. Wolf Eats Little Red Riding Hood. . . and has Snow White For Dessert

"You've got a sexy little body there."

"Wow, Molly, I would of never guessed you had nice tits. You never show them off." This was the most embarrassing moment of my life. I couldn't believe it was happening to me. I didn't see it coming, when suddenly, he started touching me 'down there' again. He went right to my clit, and my hips bucked up on their own accord. I felt ashamed.

"Yeah, that felt good, huh? Look over at Snow White. See that? Ever had anyone's mouth on you there before?" he said as he continued to caressed me until I felt my hips buck again, then I shivered. A whimper escaped my clinched lips. Then, Wes walked over and joined them.

"Red, I promise I wont hurt you."

He forced my knees open further, lowering his head to my most private of places. His mask lifted up just enough, then I felt like electric was coursing through me as he used his lips and tongue on me, sucking and licking.

"This, oh! This feels good, but you shouldn't do this!" I screamed in a mix of humiliation and pleasure.

He pulled his face from between my legs. "And why is that, Red?"

"Because it's wrong to put you mouth there. That is a sacred place."

Everyone started to laugh. Xero stood up from the floor, standing up next to Veronica. Wes took his pants and boots off, and was sitting on the air mattress laying on the floor on the other side of the room. When Veronica started to strip out of her costume, Xero stopped her hands.

"Don't even think about taking that off. You look too fucking good. Now, get the fuck over here."

Xero dragged her to the mattress by her hair, and forced her down next to Wes. Wes was sitting on the other side of Veronica, and cupped one of her latex breasts in his hand, squeezing so hard that she squealed as Xero continued to kiss her lower and lower.

I found that as I watched, I was getting more and more turned on. Meanwhile, The Wolf started rubbing my soaking wet pussy with his fingers. The fact that I felt myself getting closer and closer to orgasm horrified me. It meant that I was really being to enjoy this. I felt ashamed as my body shook.

Veronica's moans caught my attention. Xero had her labia in between his lips as Wes had a dog collar and leach around her neck, forcing his dick deeper and deeper into her throat. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, but (15)
something tells me that they weren't the bad kind.

I couldn't fight it anymore. I came with the force of a tidal wave all over his fingers. When the waves were over, I wanted to cry in shame.

"FUCK YEAH! COME ALL OVER MY HAND!" The Wolf moaned erotically as he kept rubbing swollen and aching clit.

"AH! Stop that! It hurts now!"

"Don't you just love the way this bitch talks?" he looked over, and when seeing that Veronica was really close, he walked up, and pulled Xero off of her. "She is not to get off yet." Veronica looked pissed as she pulled Wes's cock out of her mouth.

"What the fuck! I wasn't done yet!"

"Stand up, slut."

"But. . ." The Wolf grabbed Veronica hair by the head, and pulled her off the ground, then picked out a pair of steel handcuff from the pile of toys. Quickly, she was bound, and then gagged.

Mr. Wolf laughed. "All right, boys, have your fun with her. Just don't let the little whore come, feel me? But first, Wes, your riding crop."

When the Nazi handed it to him, it fell hard on Veronica's right flank, making her cry out. Then again. And again. More tears rolled down her flushed cheeks, except this time, they didn't look like the good kind. "Okay, boys, all yours, and don't let her enjoy it."

CHAPTER 5:
Little Red Riding Hood Earns Her Name

"Your friend angered you. Betrayed you. In the bar, you wanted her to suffer. This is my offering to you. Let me satisfy you. I want you badly, Red, and I'll rape you for that cherry, if need be, but I don't want it that way. I want you to give it to me of your own will."

"Why?"

"Please, Molly, give yourself to me, and I swear, you will love it."

I thought about it. I have to admit, the fact that he was torturing Veronica for me won me over. It was almost romantic, in a weird, fucked up kind of way. Besides, he was sort of right. I was enjoying the way he was touching me. I forced myself to calm down and think logically.

I looked over at the menage a tois. Xero was putting a ball gag in Veronica's mouth. She was crying softly, tears messing up her make up.

"Okay, but be gentle, and untie me first. I promise I won't run, just don't hurt me anymore than you have to." Wolf did as I asked of him, and I sat up off the table. I looked over at Veronica again. Xero was on the bottom, as Wes was behind Veronica, double penetrating her. Every time Wes thrusted in her ass, Veronica screamed from behind her ball gag.

"Whenever you tell me to, I'll let her go."

"Meh, let her suffer a little longer."

"Seems like you're getting into this."

"Promise me, if I let this happen without fighting you, you'll let us go, right?" I swung my legs around onto the side of the surgical bed, and looked down at my nude body. I wanted to use my hands to cover up, but I knew that there would be no point.

"You have my word."

"Please, remove your mask. I want to see your face."

"What if this is my real face, and what's under it is the mask?" He put his hands on my knees, spreading them open. "Do you want my lips down there some more, or are you ready for me?" I wanted to make eye contact, but I couldn't do it. All I did was lean back, and scoot my hips to the edge of the surgical bed.

He took my subtle invitation, and positioned himself in my open legs. I reluctantly went for his belt buckle, undoing it, and tossing it onto the pile of rags at our feet. As he touched me all over with his hands and mouth, my eyes strayed back to my best friend.

The gag was out of her mouth and, she was blowing Wes, laying on her back, while Xero had a hold of the leach, pulling it as he fucked her. Tears were still pouring from her eyes. When she reached down to touch her clit, Xero smacked her hand away, and every time she was getting close, the punk would pull out, and start to tease her pussy with his dick.

"Please! Please, let me come!" She begged like a whore, only to have the cock shoved back in her mouth.

I looked down, and Mr. Wolf had all ready exposed himself. I was no expert on the subject, but judging from the porn I've watched, he was massive. It has to be around 10 inches.

"Um, there is no way that is going inside me!" I shrieked.

"I beg the differ." And with that, his hands were around my hips, and without touching it, he positioned his cock to where it was touching the outside of my pussy. "Ask for me to put it inside you. You are getting it no matter what you say, but just be a good girl, and ask for it."

"Please. . .please fuck me." He kissed me passionately as if to give me a reward. While still against my lips, he started to whisper to me.

"Come on, Princess. Beg for me to take your virginity." He inched it inside me slowly, reaching my barrier. "Beg. Loudly."

"Please, fuck me! PLEASE!" With that, he was all the way inside me. At first, I screamed out in pain. "It hurts! Take it out!"

"I know, Red, I know. It'll get better, shh. . ." he said as she started to thrust. I looked back over at Veronica, who was on her hands and knees. Xero was standing over her, coming all over her face as Wes was fucking her ass again, using the riding crop on her back as he pounded into her pink little hole.

"Please let me come!" she cried out, her face covered with the punk's spunk. She reached under to touch her clit, but Wes brought the riding crop hard against her flank again.

"Don't touch! You come when you are told to!"

The Wolf grabbed my face, and forced me to look at him as he started to thrust inside me so deeply, that I thought for certain that he ripped something. "Look at me."

"Please, pull it out. This is so wrong." It suddenly dawned on me what we were doing. I couldn't stop the tears of regret.

"Don't cry," The Wolf crooned against my mouth. "Just relax, it gets better, I promise."

"I wanted to wait till marriage," I wept as I was violated by the man in the wolf mask. As he fucked me, my rapist touched me all over, his lips kissing up and down my neck, nibbling on my ear lobes.

Then, something happened that shocked me more than anything else. I started to enjoy it. Each of his painful thrusts turned more and more into waves of pleasure. When his hands started to tease my hard nipples, it took all of my will power to not moan. My resolve was waning!

"OH, GOD! STOP, MR. WOLF, PLEASE!"

"Oh, just take it, Little Red. You know you are loving this."

He was right, and that is what scared me so much! Then it happened: I came all over his cock, and he followed me shortly after me, filling my poor pussy up with his ejaculation. When he pulled out, there was blood all over his now limp member.

I cried in shame as he pulled out, as he took a step back to admire his handiwork. Curiosity compelled me to follow his gaze. Under my ass, there was a pile of blood on the surgical table. My thighs were also stained red.

"Why am I bleeding? Is that normal?" I wept softly.

"Yeah, that's what a busted cherry looks like," he smiled as he lit a cigarette.

"You don't need to cry. You enjoyed it, and you know it."

"But. . .it wasn't for you to take! That was for my husband. I wanted my first to love me." I cried even harder. I looked down at his blood covered dick as he wiped up with a towel, but it wasn't coming off.

"Come on, we are taking a shower. I have to make you look presentable for when we drop you off at home." I looked over at Veronica, who was still being teased by Wes and Xero. Her begging has turned desperate as the two boys were on there knees in front of the handcuffed Snow White, taking turns licking her red, swollen cunt.

"What do you think, Red? Should we let her come?"

I was feeling sadistic. "Na, just let her go home wanting. She can finish herself off later. And Veronica: Our friendship is over." With that, The Wolf and I took a shower, and like he promised, he took me home, but that wasn't the last time I had ever seen of the Big, Bad Wolf.

THE END

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Thats was a great story,i feel like i was there.WOW!
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