Chapter 4th

The little foreign girl with the blue cape was as delicious as he pictured, and just as innocent and delicious as her friend with the red cape whom he had captured earlier that week and used to the same purpose. As he pounded into her, now deeply and mercilessly, for he knew her body could take it, he couldn't help but dream of possessing her, too – to make both of them his, not for one moment, but for as long as he desired them.

The thought – the resolve, really – aligned with her soft, tight and moist insides accommodating his shaft finally drove him to the edge, and he held her down upon him so that he could pour his creamy seeds as deep as he could inside her.

It was only when the Professor was done with her, when he let himself fall over her small frame and pant his breath back to a normal rhythm, satiated, that the innocent little foreign girl realize she had just been gobbled up by a wolf – for she was no longer so innocent. The wolves her mother had warned her about cared little about sweets, but craved sweet things. The wolves Blanchette scared off were nothing to this other type her mother prevented her against as soon as she became a lady... and to these warnings she had been oblivious.

...But the wolf-like Professor was, it seems, not entirely bad, for one promise he did keep: he would help the little foreign girl find her friend, for he had hidden her away himself. Smilingly, he guaranteed she would be reunited with her friend, now that he was temporarily satisfied with his most recent employs... but she must heed her end of the bargain as well.

After all, the cunning man had helped the little foreign girl reunite with her friend, but had lied when he implied the wolf would no longer care for them once their innocence was his: He dreamed secretly of all the things he had yet to try on them, the tricks he'd teach their bodies, once he had stowed them away in his towers

Viscount August Bertram was his name, a wealthy landlord who had grown bored of traditional hunting. With the two friends reunited, he relentlessly petitioned for his reward and appealed to their sense of honor. Threats were more effective to convince the girl with the red cape, however, for she was fiery and resentful: He would tell their parents all that had transpired between them, and they'd definitely have one of them married to him in an attempt to remedy the deed. Thus abused into submission, the gloomy duo was carefully placed on the back of the elegant Viscount's carriage, and together they were stolen away to the far land he resided, to never be returned, where they would serve him as their maids and playthings.