Ariel has led a sheltered life deep in the forest until one day she is kidnapped by a werewolf. He's been looking for a virgin like her for quite some time. And now, he's going to train her to breed. Will Ariel give in to the dominant wolf's commands and learn the true pleasure of submission? Read on to find out.
He stepped back to the fire and grabbed a knife off of the mantle. This was his favorite part of the training. He walked around the table until he was behind Ariel. He brushed her hair to the side and then slipped the knife against the collar of her dress. "Do you fear me?"
"Should I?" Ariel felt the cold steel of the blade against her neck. She shivered.
Joshua pulled the knife against her dress cutting a small notch in the fabric. Then he ripped the cloth apart, with a satisfying sound, until he had ripped the dress in two. When he reached her panties, he slid his hand around to her hip and cut the side of the garment.
He could have just forced her to strip, but this was more fun. He felt the shivers up and down her spine as he ran his hand up her back. "Good. You will remain naked for the rest of your training. If you need warmth, I will provide it, but your body is mine now, and I will see it at all times. He pulled the dress off of Ariel's torso, exposing her pale breasts, and her slim stomach. This one will do quite well, he thought.
"Stand up and remove your dress," he commanded. Ariel did as he said and stood up on the table, crouching not to hit her head on the ceiling. She pulled off her torn dress and handed it to him. Joshua threw it in the fire. She gasped as she watched it go up in flames. Ariel's panties still hung from her hip, exposing her light pubic hair and a hint of her pink pussy. "And those, remove those." His face was almost even with her crotch, and as she pulled the panties off, he stared at her beautiful figure.
"Should I throw them in the fire?" She asked.
Joshua pulled the panties from her hand and sniffed them before placing them in his pocket. They smelled fresh and flowery, the scent of her arousal. "No, those I will keep. Sit down on the edge of the table, and spread your legs."
Ariel sat down before him, but didn't spread her legs. She couldn't bring herself to do it. She waited for him to spread her legs for her but still gasped as Joshua slid his hands between her thighs and spread her legs apart.