The Wolf & The Rabbit

[The_PG]

Long, powerful strides were met with absolute silence and stillness. The forest floor had long ago learned to not make a sound when the Wolf passed through it. Once upon a time it had been the other way around, the Wolf would make no noise as he passed through the forest, but no longer. Now the forest made no noise for him. Sir Bastian Rockwell passed as a shadow through the wood, and not a creature stirred for his massive form. Standing well over six foot, the man was not named for his size, but his cunning and silence. Many a man, and woman, died without hearing their death's approach upon his large, powerful, stealthy feet. He had no pity, nor remorse for what he had done, having to earn his place since he was a boy, and living in this cruel, hard world had taught him that pity and sorrow were a weakness he could not survive with. Not once had his heart ever been warm; always it beat coldly, and softly.

This time was no different. Though his prey was younger, and softer then those previous.

This time was no different. He had killed children before.

Boys trying to become men, women who became girls at the sight of him.

None of it was any different, ever. Life plowed on, and so did the Wolf.

One thing is different, he reminded himself, I don't kill this one. Only capture her.

Stalking through the forest, following the small, delicate footprints on the snowy ground, covering them with his large tracks so that no one would be able to know whom he followed; only that he had come this way. Even then his footprints were barely as impressionable as the little girls. Unless an expert, if anyone tracked him he would be hard to find. Nigh impossible, or so he hoped. Though he only hoped because he was a cautious man, like a wolf, he did not take chances or give his enemy a break. Never. Not even now. The little girl would hardly hear him coming, or if she did, she would think of him only as her fathers guard come to fetch her again, since she had run away, again, to play her imaginary games and be the son her father had always wanted.

Well... It was too late for that. Wasn't it?

"Yes, too late child," The Wolf whispered to himself, as he stepped out from behind a tree slowly. Only to catch a glance of the child atop a hill, atop a boulder, waving a branch as if it were a sword into the air. Quickly he slipped back behind the tree, and watched. Seeing what she would do next, if she came closer he would be able to simply snatch her. If she traveled away, he would continue to stalk. There was no need to draw a weapon, she was so tiny, and weak. This was almost too easy, though, the escape with her as baggage could prove to be exciting. Hopefully, it would not be.

Patient, quiet, and deadly as he ever had been. He waited.

 

[Rapedoll]

Running through the forest, her long red hair whipping out behind her as she dodged in and out around the trees. She ran fast and nimble feeling like the wind. She felt free as she made her way along the old path in the forest. Tired of being locked behind the high walls of her fathers palace like just another one of his trophies. The young princess hated being a princess, well not so much that she hated being a princess but she hated all the confines and restrictions. Her father tried to keep her locked away behind the walls of his palace surrounding the young 13 year old with nurse maids and guards. That's why she started sneaking away, and she got pretty good at slipping away from the guards her father had ordered to keep watch over her, which frustrated the king to no end.

She didn't want to be a princess, she wanted to be like one of the knights that protected her father, riding there huge horse and with there long swords. She grabbed a huge stick and pulled herself up on a large rock pretending she was fighting off a large dragon.

"Why take that.. and that.. you nasty old dragon," she chimed waving the stick about. Then out of her peripheral vision she saw a shadow move.. she giggled loudly ... one of her fathers guards come to take her back to the castle she presumed, but not if she could help it, a good game of chase and hide and seek was always fun as she jumped off the rock and darted through the forest again. Weaving in and out between the trees jumping over branches and rocks.

 

[The_PG]

The little minx was gone like a speeding arrow.

The Wolf gave a little grin, and began his chase with a gentle jog.

His long strides would quickly overtake the little girls rapid, but short ones.

As he jogged, allowing her to be free much longer then any of her fathers guards would have, he savored the moment. There was a simple... Joy? That he took in her innocence. The small giggles, the laughter, and the squeals of joy as she ran from her 'imaginary' captor. Only, soon she would find out that there was nothing imaginary about him, and that was what he savored. That shocked disbelief that would soon cross her absolutely innocent and purely unknowing, angelic face. Sir Bastian sped up slightly as they approached a river; a turn to the left would take them much closer to the King's castle. A turn to the right would drive them deeper into the woods. Wondering, for a moment, if the girl had realized the true danger she was in he hung back again; slowing down and letting her choose the course.

Did she still think he was playing? Had she been close enough to see his face and the ugly battle scars, the features that made him evil and very much unlike any of her fathers guards or her babysitters. If she had, she would turn right. If she had not, he was almost certain they would turn left. She was such a playful, fearless soul, it was almost terrible.

He smiled.

The things I'm going to do to her... Are terrible.

 

[Rapedoll]

It was almost a daily occurrence.. Her father would send one of his guards to go and fetch his wayward princess... Usually she would hear him huffing and puffing and cursing under his breath as he chased her through the forest. But this time she was only vaguely aware that she didn't hear the usual curses uttered at her as the guard gave chase. A new guard she giggled to her self as she jumped over the stream... making easy work of hopping from one rock to the other with graceful ease.. Normally she would hear the guard splashing and swearing behind her but none came this time as he stay close behind her.

As she rounded the bend she could see the gates of the castle... looking up .. it was still early barely past noon... there was no way she was going to let this new guard take her in yet.. hell she had only been out for less then an hour.. As she rounded the bend instead of staying to the right she took a sharp turn towards the left heading towards the ravine .. surrounded by steep cliffs she always managed to lose the guards there ... though she was small and agile she could scale the walls of the cliff with no problem .. but the guards where always to big and bulky to make it up the steep sides of the cliffs so they would always be left in the dust.

She could see the ravine right in front of her.. her tiny legs pumping as fast as she could ... her long red hair flying out behind her. She saw the outcropping of rocks.. flinging herself towards them ready to scale the rock wall.

 

[The_PG]

The Wolf's eyes, for a moment, focused entirely too hard on the thin legs running hard from underneath the dress they reached the ground from. He imagined, for a moment, spreading them and laying his large body between them. Pushing himself inside of her majesty's nubile, young body. The thoughts vanished at the same time that the Princess herself did, as she basically walked up one of the vertical cliffs. Sir Bastian was impressed, but not amused; he determinedly grunted and set his face. Leaping onto the sheer face of the cliff, catching a handhold, and single foothold with ease. It was a bit harder to find two more, but by then he was almost close enough to simply throw his body up high and grasp the very top of the cliff. He pulled his massive frame over the edge easily with powerful arms and unshakable grip. As he rose to his feet. He caught sight of the girls pretty face. Her eyes met his, and he smiled.

The girl froze, her eyes widened, and The Wolf showed his teeth.

Darting forward he snatched her slim arm before she could run any further, and spun her around into his massive frame. She barely reached his chest, so he knelt in front of her and grabbed both of her slim shoulders. Giving her a little shake, he spoke in a deep, raspy voice that was known to give even King's & Prince's the shivers.

"You've wandered very far from home my dear little Rabbit..." Tilting his head to the side, his eyes tried to see through her. "What is your name, little one?"

 

[Rapedoll]

She turned facing the cliff waiting for one of her fathers guards to appear over the ridge. But instead the face she saw sent shivers down to her bones. Good lord where is my father getting these guards from she quickly thought to her self just before the large man jumped over the ledge of the cliff ..
For being so big he was incredibly fast and fast. Roughly grabbing her, there was nothing gentle about the way he gripped her shoulders .. even through her cloths she could feel his strong calloused hands.. she gave out a little Shrek, "What do you think your doing? Get your dirty hands off me this instant or... or .. I'll tell my father." she shouted at the Wolf. "Whaaa..what do you mean who am I? You know damn well who I am!" she told him, "Why.. why I'm princess Cassandra that's who I am! Now get your hands off of me!" She lifted her head and held her chin out in defiance while she tried to pull out of his strong grasp.

 

[The_PG]

The childish, but pointed chin she gave him was begging for a smack.

So he gave her one; sending her small frame to the forest floor with the amount of force he placed behind the strike.

The truth was he'd never seen the Princess Cassandra before, nor had he cared much about her name, or her heritage. In fact her fathers Kingdom had hardly ever been a concern of Sir Bastian's, so when he was told whom to capture and where to capture her, those that hired him had simply assumed he knew who the girl was. In reality, there was no point in telling them that he did not actually know, because he was going to figure it out sooner rather then later. The fact that Cassandra gave her own names, and confirmed what he already knew, was just a little bonus. Now, seeing the look on her face after he'd struck her: that was the real payoff. The shock crossing her features, and making her eyes swim was really quite enjoyable.

He bent over before she could react, and pinned her to the forest floor. One massive hand covering her mouth, and the other placed directly on her thin chest. Pressing her body into the ground, and keeping her mouth shut. Leaning close, until his face filled her entire vision, he spoke softly as always did.

"If you're quiet. I won't have to hurt you again... Do you understand me?"

He eased up on her head, but kept her mouth covered; allowing her to nod her head if she wished. Meanwhile, taking his other hand, he reached into his pocket to remove an old rag. Which he began to scrunch into a ball, before placing it against her lips. Then he replaced his hand with the cloth, forcing it deep into her mouth. Simply sitting on her tiny frame, he used both hands now to bind another cloth around her face; holding the ball in her mouth.

"We're going for a walk... And if you even think about escaping, I'm going to hurt you. Terribly, do you understand me?"

As he asked, he pulled her to her feet, and pushed her in the direction away from the castle.

 

[Rapedoll]

Suddenly a bright flash of light fallowed by pain .. the look of shock that went through her features at being struck .. Her eyes filled with tears threatening to brake forth at any moment. She couldn't believe somebody had struck her! Nobody in there right mind would ever lay a hand on the princess.. Looking up at the strong hunter.. his muscles seeming to ripple beneath his tight shirt.. One look in his eyes told her that he wasn't normal and he certainly wasn't one of her fathers guards.

As quickly as she tried to scramble away he was on top of her, pinning her small frame on the ground... His weight making it hard for her to breath, but she still tried to fight him off. His dirty calloused hands across her mouth muffling her screams. .. She quickly nodded, a tear slipped from behind her eye lids and ran down her face.

He stuffed something in her mouth .. she tried to mumble in protest when he yanked her roughly to her feet.. Where was he taking her.. This couldn't be happening to her! She stumbled as he pushed her forward.. she didn't want to go... it was away from the castle. But his strong hands kept pushing her in the opposite direction.

 

[The_PG]

Very soon the duo reached Sir Bastian's horse, named Blood for his fiery red hair that contrasted and also blended with his black skin, as well as it's eyes which swam in the color of ash red. The horse, like it's master, was a massive animal. Trained in war, and shy of nothing, the horse stamped both of it's front hooves at the little thing that was Cassandra when Bastian led her around it's front. She shied away, and The Wolf laughed, before easily lifting her up and over the horses back. Then he swung up behind her, and with the tiniest cluck of his tongue the massive war horse was off. Traveling lightly through the forest and heading further and further away from the castle.

They road for hours without a stop, or sound.

Until finally in the middle of the night Bastian slipped from the saddle, took Cassandra on his shoulder, and carried her into a rather deep cave. There he lit a fire, and let her down gently upon a bed of soft leaves and dead grass covered in rough linen. After letting her down, and removing Blood's saddle and reigns, he slipped his massive sword, and armor off. Leaving just a tight fitting tunic and his trousers. Then he sat heavily by the girl's side, and placed a hand upon her thigh. Staring into her frightened eyes, he spoke calmly and coolly about things that would make any lady blush, and any girl cry. The crying would come first, of course.

"I was sent to kidnap you," He said evenly, his eyes not leaving hers. "To hold ye ransom till yer father gave a handsome reward, or his throne. I know you're frightened... And ta be very well honest'n all. You should be. I'm a very... Bad man... I ain't sure why those that want your fathers money, chose me to kidnap you, until I saw your pretty little face.."

Leaning closer, his hot breath cascaded over her cheeks, and down her neck.

"Now I know why..."

Carefully, he plucked out the gag, and ran his strong hand further up her tiny thigh.

"They wanted me to ruin you."

With a firm push, he laid Cassandra down on the bed, his rough fingers diving under her dress, pressing against her pantie clad crotch. His rough mouth, covered in rough, unshaven hair, brushed against her smooth skin as he forced a powerful kiss against her lips. He squeezed between her legs, trying without any real effort to ready her for what was to come, but moreso... Letting him feel the treat he was getting ready to experience.

 

[Rapedoll]

She didn't know how far they rode, all she knew was they where getting farther and farther away from her home. She wanted to leap from the horse as it carried her farther and farther away, but she knew with her hands bound behind her back she would fall off the massive beast and brake her neck.. She had never been on a horse this big before.. She could feel the horses strong muscles underneath her.

Exhausted from all her crying she must have fallen asleep cause when she opened her eyes it was dark out.. As the wolf pulled her off Blood and tossed her over his shoulder as if she where no more then a doll.. Her feet kicking and flaying, the gag muffling her screams, but the hunter hardly seemed to notice ... The cave was dark and damp and smelt of wet earth and musk.. So dark she couldn't see anything in front of her.. She felt him laying her down on something not quite soft but not hard either.. and then the flicker of fire as it danced into life.. The fire and shadows made the hunter seem even bigger then he already was. Her deep emerald eyes where wide as she watched him moving closer to where she huddled, cringing away from the wolf.


His words gripped her in fear, but her father would pay anything for her .. he just had too she thought.. She cringed back little by little as he came closer to her... Her eyes filling with tears, her chin gave a little quiver. She jumped as the wolf reached out, then suddenly the rag was plucked from her mouth.. Air filled her lungs but before she could scream the wolf pushed her back .. His rough kiss muffling her cries for help... His kiss was so hard and rough it was bruising her soft full lips. She tried to scream again but this time the hunter pushed his tongue into her warm mouth.. She was horrified, she had never been kissed like this and now his tongue was rapping her mouth with his tongue.. His whiskers felt rough and scratchy against her soft porcelain white skin. She felt like the skin was being rubbed with sandpaper.

Oh god No! she thought feeling his hands sliding under her dress... She clasped her legs tightly together trying to prevent his hands from going any farther, but it was no use, he was much to strong for the little 13 year old princess. Squirming and struggling, her body arched up as far as it could but it was no use she couldn't get away from him.. couldn't stop him.. Tears where running down the side of her face .. falling into her long red hair.. Then she felt his hand finding there way to her panties.. even through her cotton panties she could feel his rough fingers as they traced the puffy pink slit between her legs.

 

[The_PG]

The struggling was always what drove Bastian wild. Weak, little, pathetic movements that could do nothing to dislodge his massive frame no matter how hard or how smartly they tried. Then to feel the straining, tender muscles underneath him, especially against his hand as her soft inner thighs and tightly stretched panties made contact with his rough hands. In mere seconds his cock was hardening in his trousers, and beginning to make it's presence known with a significant bulge. As Cassandra, arched, Bastian slid his hand further down her crotch; almost as if he was wiping a babies bottom. A finger poked against her tight asshole through the cotton panties; making her fight all the harder to escape him. There was power involved too. Controlling power that told him that he could do anything to this little morsel, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

When her legs scissored and tried to block his hand from probing anymore, he smiled into his still firm kiss, as she simply hugged him tighter to her nubile young body.

She tasted like a young female. Sweet, delicious, fresh.

Bastian dragged his tongue slowly into every corner of her mouth, battling her tongue into submission, as he explored her wet, hot, frightened mouth. He could taste the fear in her mouth juices. It was delightful, and he wanted more, more and more. So he continued to kiss her, devouring her taste, her scent, and the feeble cries that swelled and died inside of her thin throat. Each taste, each breath she took, each frightened squeal or disgusted whimper added to the flow of blood into Bastian's cock. It swelled larger, and larger as he kissed Cassandra like she was naught but a whore who was laying there attempting to please him.

Finally he finished.

But only with her mouth. Quickly he slid from it, leaving a trail of saliva on her cheek down to her neck where he began to nibble and suckle on the sensitive flesh. More of her taste, but now combined with salty tears and sweat stained skin, more of her essence filled his mouth while his fingers continued to probe the firm muscles beneath the soft skin between her thighs. Bastian moved the hand from her thighs, up across her belly, bringing her dress with it. Until it was over her chest. Then he switched sides, still kissing, and returned one hand between her thighs. Forcing it's way in there, and swatting her childish limbs away like annoying flies. Eventually he caught one, and brought it to his genitals. Placing the small hand inside of his trousers, against his swollen cock, he began to whisper softly into her delicate little ear as he nibbled on the soft appendage.

"Do you feel that lil'princess? That's my cock. My rooster. My dick. It goes in yer little cunny ta make me feel good. Don'tcha worry, t'won't hurt too bad. Heh. You e'er heard about fucking before? Cause that's exactly what I'm gonna be doin ta ye. Right in your tight little cunny. Right... There."

The last word happened as he placed his hand inside of her panties, and pressed a single digit against her opening. Grinding it across the nub of pleasure on it's way to the sweet little hole he was about to defile.

 

[Rapedoll]

It was futile to try to resist . And if she was honest with herself ... no she didn't want to be honest with herself. The reality of what was happening to her was to hard to deal with. So instead she continued to kick and struggle.. Her small tiny hands balled up into little fists as she tried to pound on his back. The more she struggled the more it seemed he was groping her and feeling her privets more. His strong rough hand pressed tight against her tiny pussy.. His fingers touching her in places where nobody should ever touch..

Oh my god what was that ! what was that! She thought when she felt his finger slide down and touch her puckered little ass hole. She still had her panties on, but it didn't lessen the shock and horror that this man was touching her so lewdly. Bucking and arching her body up as she tried helplessly to get away from his prying hands, only seemed to help him as his hands slide back and forth over the think material of her panties.

His mouth finally left hers in search of more unexplored places of her body.. Throwing back her head she let out a piercing scream filled with terror.
"no.. no..no.. pleaseee" she begged him.. her voice soft barely above a whisper... Her breath caught in her throat as he lifted her dress exposing her tiny budding young nipples. Her skin was soft and smooth completely unblemished, creamy white. Her small chest rappedly rising and falling as her heart pounded in her chest like a frightened rabbit. Her young 13 year old nipples where a soft shade of pink and the cold from the cave floor had them stiff and hard into tiny little peaks.

She was sobbing.. she had never been exposed to anybody like this before and it was both embarrassing and humiliating. She felt her cheeks flame with embarrassment.. her stomach tied up in knots.. but she couldn't stop this sickening feeling...

Then he grabbed her hand and pushed it inside his pants... What she felt that sent a wave of terror through her... She felt his cock ... but she had never even seen a cock before much less felt one... Her tiny hand couldn't even fit around it's massive girth even if she where to have used to hands she didn't think they would still reach all the way around it... It was warm .. and throbbed when he made her touch it.. So big and long it almost threatened to reach over the top of his pants. And he was talking about doing what with it? Her heart pounded.. her head got dizzy and she thought she would faint.

The his hand was inside her pants. Oh god this cant be happening! Doesn't this man know who I am! She thought to herself, He's not.. nobody is supposed to touch me there! She thought wildly to herself as his big rough hand slid over her soft smooth mound.. Feeling his calloused fingers as they probed the soft puffy pink pussy lips, his fingers sliding deeper until the outer lips parted and his fingers where rubbing against the delicate skin of her inner lips. She felt one of his thick fingers pressing against the tight little pink opening that held her virginity tightly inside it's grasp. She howled again trying to pull her hands out of his pants where he held it.

"Get your dirty hands off of me!"

 

[The_PG]

As if they insulted, terrified, and humiliated scream would stop any man in Sir Bastian's position. Let alone the Wolf himself. There had been an avalanche of things that had his cock as hard as rock, and as straight as steel from Princess Cassandra. Her tiny trembles. The screams that echoed through the cave. The sight of her beautiful, pearly white body, illuminated by the warm glow of the fire. Her tiny breasts that came to sharp points at the very tip, and lastly the warm flesh that brushed against his fingers. Of all the things, the breasts took his attention first; they were no cow udders like the whores in the pleasure houses. Tiny, bite sized, and probably sensitive. She was hardly a woman, but he was going to make her a woman. Very, very shortly.

With both Cassandra's hands in his pants, one held in place, the other trying to free it her breast were pushed into the cool air of the cave.

Without a word Bastian craned his neck and enveloped the right one with his mouth. Warm, wet, sharp, and soft. Warm breath, wet saliva, sharp teeth, and his soft tongue all touched her completely untouched breast. Tasting her breasts before children, or any other man would taste them. They were delicious, The Wolf let out a growl of pleasure and his hips hunched slightly. Sliding his throbbing cock through Cassandra's hands as she tried in vain to escape. He suckled the flesh into his mouth, and nibbled on the very tip of those beautiful, tiny little globes. Where her nipples stood on end. Then he lavished them, licked, and bit softly against the flesh.

For a moment he stopped everything, and the sudden pause caused Cassandra to freeze her fighting as well.

Looking up into her eyes, he saw the terror and the horror in them. Reflected in his eyes was simple lust. Desire to have what was in front of him.

"Soon ye will find that my hands, disgusting as they are, are not dirty..." With a slight shove, he teased the entrance to her virginity, and pressed his thumb into the top of her barely developed pleasure button. "They are claws... And I keep them, clean." Bringing his hand out of her panties, Bastian licked them carefully, enjoying the taste of her freshness and cleanliness that only Ladies of wealthy folk possessed. It was delicious, and intoxicating. Placing his fingers back onto her flat tummy, he slid them slowly down underneath her panties once again, and returned his face to her breasts. Suckling the beautiful flesh with hunger in his eyes, and desire in his heart.

This time his fingers, and hand focused entirely on the nub that would bring Cassandra pleasure.

She was far too tight for him to fuck yet. He would kill her, as massive as he was, unless she was completely relaxed.

"Use yer hands, ye little Princess... Rub me cock... Else I'll fuck ya dry."

 

[Rapedoll]

The man advertised his wicked intent with every flex of his muscles and the lustful grin he sent her way. Nobody had ever looked at her in that way before. His look sent shivers down her small body .. terrified and filled with panic she desperately tried to pull her hands out from inside the wolves pants while she screamed at the top of her lungs hoping someone would come and rescue her, but nobody would. Alone at at the mercy of this beast she was helpless to stop him from doing what ever he wanted with delicate body.

Cassie shuddered at the touch of his warm mouth on her budding little breasts, his teeth grazing over the tips of her sensitive nipples. "no, no, no" she cried .. tears running down the side of her face. His mouth on her small tits making her feel so dirty and ashamed as he suckled then into his hungry mouth seeming intent in sucking them off her chest as he licked and tugged and pulled with his teeth.

She gasped .. holding her breath in fright as he looked up into her eyes ... her small body shaking.. Her big green eyes seeming to grow wider as he pressed his finger against her tight little pink opening.. Still to small for even his finger to enter. She watched in horror as he pulled his hand away from her virgin cunt and started to lick his fingers like they where covered in the most delicious nectar he had ever tasted. Then his hand slide back down under her panties again rubbing across the unbelievably soft smooth skin of her mound. Then his fingers explored some more and seemed to find the tiniest little bud that seemed to be attached to all the never endings in her body... Her tiny hips jerked on there own as he manipulated that little bud .. it seemed to swell under his fingers and pulse.. it felt strangely warm having never been touched before it was ultra sensitive. Her hips bucked as she gasped.. She felt so embarrassed and humiliated being touched in her most privet places like this.

"no, please I can't" she gasped as new tears sprang in her eyes when the wolf commanded that she rub his cock. She didn't like touching it.. didn't want to .. she wanted this whole thing to just go way. How she wished he had listened to her father and not left the castle. She wished she was home right now laying in her bed surrounded by her dolls and stuffed animals, instead of laying underneath this wild animal that laid on top of her molesting her body.

 

[The_PG]

Sir Bastian had to forgo his delicious treat that was Cassandra's chest, only because of the sweetly addictive tears that began to drip and curl down the length and side of her face. Those tears he desired, and needed that now came to him freely and easily with simple, gentle touches of the Princess's quivering cunny and smooth inner thighs. Her denial too aroused him. The whimpered no's and sobbing plea's did not fall on deaf ears; he heard every single word, every cry, and every breath. Carefully the Wolf licked his tiny prey's sweet tears, and he kissed her soft lips, then nibbled on the tip of her tiny nose. Sweetly he bathed her face with his tongue while his fingers and hands worked steadily beneath to ease some of the pain that she would soon be experiencing in full.

"That's alright little one, cry if ye must, life is full'o misery..." He said, his deep, calm voice, rather frightening in these intense and explosive moments.

Carefully his finger worked her cunny. Gently probing the entrance until the resistance grew far too high, then he would ease it out and make tiny dancing circles around the nub of pleasure that she doubtlessly had not once ever explored before in her young life. That much was obvious. She had not a clue what the feelings were that were radiating from the lower half of her tiny body. Knowing this gave Sir Bastian the obvious advantage, but also added immensely to the arousal traveling through his system. Each circle wet the area above and around Cassandra's tiny pussy as each gentle probing into her tight cunny covered the Wolf's finger in her sweet juices. He was sorely tempted to continue drinking it, but to do so would simply prolong the inevitable and his cock was becoming uncomfortable confined in his pants with only frightened, shortened, jerking motions coming from the Princess's hands.

Bastian let go of holding her hands, and used his free hand to free his cock from it's confines. The lewd explorer stretched and left a smear of pre-cum along the smooth, but strong thigh of the tiny girl beneath him.

Both of her hands went to try and push his steady shoulders away, and with a growl he seized them both. Then like any father might have done to his daughter during a game of tickling or kissing, pull both tiny wrists up over her head with one hand. Sticking his face to hers, he commanded softly, "Enough lil princess..."

Kissing her lips softly, his fingers returned to her little cunny.

"Ye won't be escapin me... So cry if ye want, but be a good lil girl, and stop fightin' it... Twill only make it harder on ya. Now... Gimme a kiss."

The Wolf held his lips just inches from hers, and waited patiently. Long, slow breaths leaving from his nose as his big, dark eyes stared into her larger green pools of fear, fright, and crumbling innocence.

 

[Rapedoll]

"Owwww!" she squealed in disgust, scrunching up her face and squeezing her eyes shut, while he licked the tears. And then to her horror she felt his cock against her leg leaving a trail of wet sticky stuff on her creamy thighs.. All she could think about was that he peed after all what else would come from a mans penis?

The scream bottled up in her throat just as his hands released her for a brief moment .. Pushing with all her might against his shoulders but the tiny 89 lb princess was no match for the huge wolf while he grabbed both of her hands in one of his and yanked them over her head.

Her lips trembled as he brought his face up to hers. His eyes where so dark and cold, just like his voice. No! No! she wouldn't kiss him... oh god he repulsed her. And then she moved her head closer to his.. brought her trembling lips up to his. Then she pressed her lips to his lips, opened her mouth and brought her teeth down on his lower lip and pulled.

For a brief moment she was free. Quickly rolling to the left she tried to get to crawl to her feet. Her legs where shaky and felt like she was in a dream.. The didn't seem to be able to move. Then the wolf reached out and grabbed her again.

 

[The_PG]

It wasn't so much of a desperate lunge but rather a clumsy one from the position Bastian was in. Pants down his thighs, and laying upon his side on the loose bed of brush. He managed to get one of his powerful claws on her slim hips, and that was all he needed to bring her down onto the cold, hard, cave floor. Cassandra had managed to make it off the bed, which was a pity for her, as her slim body tumbled onto the granite floor. Partially pulling himself over her tiny frame, and partially sliding her body across the cave floor; the Wolf closed the distance between them once again. Now he was lying atop her back, his massive chest pushing down against her shoulder blades, and his hips would have been crushing her ass if he had moved them on top of her. Which he hadn't just yet.

Leaning over, and snatching her hair, Bastian tugged it to the side so he could hiss into her ear.

"Bad idea my wee little princess..." Slowly, he licked blood from the cut she'd made on his lip.

Then his tongue wiggled forward to slide along the rim of her ear, "Now... Ye've got me mad."

Bastian waited no longer. He pulled her dress up, just over her tight buttcheeks, and positioned his throbbing cock against her still wet. But not nearly ready cunny. She tried to scissor her legs closed, but Bastian simply placed his massive legs between hers and spread them. Cassandra's thin legs stood no chance against his massive tree trunks. Now she was ready as she'd ever be for him, spread legs, and slick cunt. The rest of her body he kept pressed against the stony floor. Placing one massive hand against her head, and the other upon her back pushing.

Then with a sudden shove of his hips he pushed his massive member inside of her. It did not get very far, but what it did manage, felt like heaven.

 

[Rapedoll]

She screamed as she tried to crawl out from under him as he pressed her body to the cold floor.. She was crying .. thoughts of him killing her where running through her head... His hands wrapped so tightly in her hair it felt like he was going to pull her hair out of her head.

"Nooo! Nooo! Nooo!" she screamed and thrashed trying to keep her legs tightly closed. "owwww your hurting meeee!" she screamed while he pressed her against the floor. "Oh no! Oh no" she begged him... as he forced her legs open his hips sliding between her warm thighs. She felt him pushing her panties that she still had on to the side and then she felt the huge mushroom head of his cock pressing against her soft pink pussy...

She threw her head back screaming at the top of her lungs as the head of his cock pushed into her tiny opening.. she felt her little pussy stretching around the huge head feeling like she was going to be ripped in half.. pain pulsed through her small body as the wolf got ready to thrust even deeper into her.

 

[The_PG]

The Wolf did not make things easy for his little Rabbit. She was going to feel all of the pain that he could possibly give her now that she had bitten him an fought back for so long as he tried to make it easy. Her screams did not frighten Blood in the least bit, and they seemed to travel straight through Bastian from his ears into his dick. Making it throb, grow larger, and leak pre-cum into her tiny little entrance that was fighting so futilely and so hopelessly to keep him from going any deeper. Nothing she could do, or say, would keep her from experiencing this pain. The Princess had her chance.

"Now," He growled as the head of his cock finally made it's way inside of her, "You're mine."

With that he placed both hands on her slim shoulders and pulled them towards him, at the same time his powerful hips thrust forward and deep inside of her warm, tight depths, spreading her virgin lips and piercing that virgin wall with hardly any resistance at all. Then he held himself still. Only because he could not move if he had wanted to, he'd fit himself into a place that was much to tiny to hold his massive manhood. He waited patiently as her cunt, cervix, and womb began to slowly expand. Panting into her ear, and nibbling on Cassandra's neck as his little Princess prey screamed, sobbed, and struggled the best she could manage to escape the hot sword he had just thrust into her belly.

 

[Rapedoll]

Her head thrown back in sobs, her whole body shook and stiffened .. Her tight cunt grew even more unbelievably tight around the wolfs cock as her muscles clinched and grabbed at his cock, her body trying to fight the assault that was taking place on her.

A wave of stabbing pain made her scream out as her fragile hymen was ripped from her virgin body. Now his stiff cock coated in her virgin blood slid even deeper into her small frightened body.. His cock felt enormous, even the whores in the village taverns would have a hard time handling his stiff manhood. The force of his brutal thrust rocked her body up ... her tiny cunt stretched tight around his throbbing cock as he pounded into her.

 

[The_PG]

About five full minutes passed before Sir Bastian felt the tip of his dick press against little Cassandra's pussy. It rested against her tiny cervix that fought hard to keep the massive intruder from entering into her warm womb. He waited, allowing her body to adjust as he gently pushed the golden blonde locks atop her hair until they curled around her delicate little ears. With a smile he pushed his finger against the orifice, and naturally her tiny head tilted to the side. Opening her entire neck and shoulder for a powerful attack of Sir Bastian's lips and tongue. First though, his sharp teeth seized her skin and then his powerful lungs sucked the tiny bit of skin into his mouth. Then he ran his entire tongue along the skin, raising goosebumps, and covering the skin in slippery saliva.

The tender kisses seemed to give her body some sort of comfort, even though her tiny mouth was still open and screaming.

Though she had quieted down to more of a whimpering groan at this point. As blood dripped from her cunny.

That was until Sir Bastian decided to press further, slowly, painfully, enjoying every moment as he forced the rest of her tiny body open. Though he couldn't see it, he knew for a fact her little tummy was expanding around his cock, and it would be visible against her skin. The invader inside of her looking like it was an alien or worm clawing through her belly. Sweat dripped from the Wolf's nose onto his prey's skin from the strain it took to force his cock past her cervix. Another five minutes passed before some popped inside of Cassandra, and all of a sudden Bastian's cock shot forward another three inches. Filling her entire little womb. The sweet warmth, and violent shudders massaged his cock, but the tightness kept him from achieving his climax.

Carefully, with both of his massive hands holding her small body in place, Bastian began to rock his hips forward and back. Simply probing his dick inside of her softly. Barely moving it more then an inch or two, but with each thrust he could hear her grunt before screaming in pain as he opened and stretched her womb out widely.

"I want a kiss," He growled as one of his hands moved off her body, and took her small jaw. Twisting her head awkwardly, before kissing her soft lips and forcing his tongue into her mouth against her own. Meanwhile, his other hand had crawled underneath her lithe body, and was now rubbing tiny circles against her stretched clit across his giant cock.

 

[Rapedoll]

A haze of tears filled her eyes She tried to push what was happening to her to the back of her mind, but the physical pain was almost to much to bare. The Wolves body lay on top of her .. almost crushing her with his weight making it hard to breath through her sobs. Her body shuddered with each breath as the wolf moved within her body.. his thrusts rocking her slight frame as she exhaled in tiny gasping moans..

The expression on the hunters face was pure enjoyment ..He seemed to take great pleasure in her soft whimpers and cries .. his cock throbbed inside her each time her small body shuddered under him, the tight walls of her vagina hugging his cock as he thrust it deep inside her womb. Her long red hair spilled around her delicate body framing her soft features of her flushed face.. She felt a drop fall on her face and realized it was from the wolf as sweat dripped of his body as he hovered over her, impaling her again and again.

She wave of revolution raced through her body as he brought his lips to her .. forcing his tongue between her soft lips forcing a kiss from her. His mouth was wet and hungry like it was going to devourer her .. his tongue probing deep into every corner of her mouth as his cock was probing deep with in her body.

 

[The_PG]

The Wolf reveled in the kiss. Enjoying every second of the lewd kiss. It wasn't just the pure psychical enjoyment that he'd been taking all the up until this point, but the knowledge that he was forcing the little princess to interact with her surroundings. She could not just cover up this horrible nightmare in tears and screams, but she would have to relive his every word and the feeling of his tongue as it caressed hers gently while his massive body moved atop, and within her tinier one. Kissing her lips, he suddenly sat up and rolled over, both of his powerful hands went directly to Cassandra's waist. He held her steady sitting atop him, and waited for her to look him in the eyes. It took several screams, and a few sniffles before she did so.

"Lift yourself up," He commanded, before giving her tiny body a slight shove upwards, so that she got the hint. "Now." He growled, his cock throbbing within her, as he waited for her to obey his command and allow him to enjoy every moment of his new prize. Once again he would make her suffer, and think about the suffering she would be causing himself. He would never just be some horrible nightmare, but soon he would be the most important figure of her entirely too short life. With a barking laugh, The Wolf snarled impatiently and raised the Princess up before slamming her down on his iron rod. She screamed, but he cut the scream off with an iron fist around her throat.

"If you do it. It won't hurt as much, now, listen to me and do what you're bloody told!"