A woman is bent over her

When Red woke up she first sensed that she was in a bed. Her body was sore everywhere. She remembered the storm and the woodsman and... Her eyes flew open.

"Oh good you are finally awake" A woman's voice said. Red looked over and saw a gorgeous woman sitting on a chair by her bed. The woman was petite with long blond hair and bright blue eyes. She had a figure most women would kill for. With big breasts spilling over the top of her robe. "You have been out for a few hours. I told Wolfe to be careful."

"Please! That man, Wolfe -" Red was cut off as the woman sat on the edge of the bad. The scent of roses drifted over to her.

"Yes, Wolfe. Wolfe is my husband. I am Emily." Emily reached forward to stroke Red's hair.

"But he-" Red stopped, blushing. Her husband had abused and fucked her. And she enjoyed most of it.

"Wolfe is a rough man. He takes what he wants." Emily let her hand move from Red's hair to stroke the outside of Red's bare breast. Red looked down and saw that although she was now clean she was still naked. She also noticed that her wrists were tied above her head.

"What? Please let me go. I need to leave."

Emily smiled, "Oh no, my dear. You are now Wolfe's and Wolfe has generously allowed me to use you as well." Emily got up off the bed and reached for something on her chair.