Little Purple Riding Hood-Fairy Tale Spanking-M/f

This was originally written for my guy who told me he would like to be read bedtime stories. I told him I really couldn't think of any (of course there are many)but I would write one just for him.

This is also loosely based on one of the first spankings I ever got from him. I can also be very determined.

Just a warning. This is a VERY mild story. It was written just for fun. I hope you enjoy.

Little Purple Riding Hood

Once upon a time there lived a very sweet and lovely young lady who absolutely loved the color purple. In fact she loved it so much that whenever she was out and about she wore a wonderful purple cape with a pretty hood that she pulled over her long dark hair.

Her parents had died when she was young and so the whole town felt responsible for her. Everyone in town called her little purple for so long that soon her real name was long forgotten.

Well little purple grew up to love books and reading. She loved them so much that she opened a book store in her small town. The townspeople loved her gentleness and kindness but often shook their heads over some of the silly things she did. At times she would forget to lock her bookstore when she left for the day and when the police would call to inform her she would laugh quietly and agree to come lock it always adding, "but no one in town would ever steal anything from me. They are all so good."

Little purple had a small house on the outskirts of town. It was very easy to get to by the town road but little purple loved walking through the woods to get to work each morning. Now the woods were lovely indeed but there were many unsavory characters that hung out in the woods. They spent their days doing the sorts of things that polite people never speak of (especially in bedtime stories). Townspeople warned little purple many times that she should drive to work on the town road to remain safe. She always smiled and laughed gently, "Oh nothing can happen in the pretty woods and I am always careful never to talk to strangers". Once again the townspeople would shake their heads and try to warn her again of the men hanging out in the woods who happened to be called the wolves. But little purple could be very determined and she laughed off their worries. No one in town felt they had the authority to stop her so they would just worry and fret.

One morning little purple left her little house for work. She was carrying a basket of new books for the store and enjoying the sunshine and springy weather. It was just too beautiful to drive by the town road. Besides walking was such good exercise.

As she walked along she had a funny feeling there was someone walking behind her. She kept turning around but there was never anyone there. As she neared the middle of the woods a man stepped out in front of her. He had a very wide smile and very white teeth. His sleek black hair was combed back from his forehead and he was dressed very stylishly. Little purple took a step back. "Excuse me, sir, please let me go by or I will be late for work".

The man laughed cheerfully, "Well pretty lady if you are going to be late I know a shortcut that will get you to town in no time at all".

Now little purple had a funny feeling about this. She thought this might be one of the wolves who hung around in the woods during the day. But he was so cheerful and kind she couldn't imagine he would do her any harm and so she quickly put all the warnings she had heard all her life out of her mind.

"Well sir that would be most kind of you and I would greatly appreciate it".

The wolf took her hand and tucked it in his arm and started walking with her back the way she had just come from.

"But sir this way goes straight back to my house, not the town." she protested beginning to think that perhaps she had made a wrong choice.

Suddenly the wolves laugh no longer sounded cheerful but threatening, " Well then perhaps we can spend some time at your house getting to know each other. The people in town can wait another hour or two to buy books." He clutched her hand and arm more tightly and walked quickly pulling little purple along.

She pulled desperately to try and release her arm but to no avail. "Please sir, let go of me and let me go on my way. I have done you no harm. Why do you wish to scare me so."

"You are a silly girl", he snorted. "Scaring you is just the beginnning of what I plan to do. How many people have warned you to stay out of our woods. Well you made your choice now you pay the price."

Little purple may have been foolish and silly but she also knew when she was in real trouble and to the wolf's distress she began screaming for help. He began pulling her along more quickly to her small house. Since she had left it unlocked he was able to get her inside very quickly.

His smile grew wider, "And now my dear...

Little purple screamed as loudly as she could and moved quickly away from the wolf into her bedroom locking the door behind her.

The wolf hammered on the door, "This will do you no good girl, a door cannot keep me out". As he hammered the door began to splinter and little purple looked around desperately for a way out.

Suddenly there was the sound of another voice in the other room. It was very deep and stern. "What is going on in here".

Little purple could hear the wolf stammer,"Nothing but a misunderstanding between friends. We are not in need of your help woodsman."

"Between friends?". The woodsman strode over to the splintered bedroom door. "Is this wolf your friend miss?"

"No no" screamed little purple. "He has forced his way in here and means to hurt me." As the woodsman spoke through the door the wolf silently backed up and went slinking out the door the way all wolves do when they know they have been found out for they have no courage.

The woodsman turned around and noted with a smile that the wolf had done just as expected. He tapped on the door. "You can come out miss. The coward is gone".

Little purple opened the door slowly and looked around. Her face was very pale and her eyes were very wide. " Oh thank you so much for your help. I was so frightened."

The woodsman's face became stern again. "Hasn't anyone warned you to not travel these woods alone"

Little purple looked up at the woodsman. He was tall and strong. His eyes were stern and concerned. And there was a very strong set to his jaw. He was certainly strong enough to never have to worry about wolves. "Well yes people have warned me but the woods are so lovely I never thought anything bad could happen to me there".

The woodsman's face became very set, "You are a silly and stubborn girl who needs to be taught a lesson in making intelligent decisions. You could have been very badly hurt or worse. I can see that you don't follow advice that is given for your own good so perhaps I can add an incentive that will give you second thoughts next time." He took little purple by her hand and led her over to her kitchen table. He pulled out a chair and sat down.

Little purple's eyes widened further as she realized what he meant to do. "You sir are not a gentleman if you are going to harm a lady."

"A small harm to prevent a larger one only makes me a caring friend. It is obvious someone needs to teach you a lesson since you seem incapable of learning them on your own". With these words he easily pulled little purple over his lap. He pulled her cape and dress up to her shoulders. She gasped as she felt his rough hands slide into the waistband of her panties and pull them down to her knees.

"Noooooo", little purple wailed. She wasn't sure which was worse, her embarrassment or fear. It didn't take long for embarrassment to take a back seat. Smack, smack,smack, smack the woodsman's hand came down hard on her bottom. First one cheek then the other. Over and over. It soon felt like her bottom was on fire but he wouldn't stop.

"Oh please" cried little purple. "I promise I will never go in the woods alone again. This hurts, please stop." Her feet kicked wildly and she squirmed on the woodsman's lap.

The woodsman payed no attention to her protests but continued to spank her soundly. He made sure every inch of her bottom was covered in bright red so that she would have several days to remember the lesson. Little purple cried loudly and tears ran down her face. But the woodsman was determined to do a thorough job.

When he finished he stood her on her unsteady feet and pulled her to him. "You are a smart and lovely young lady. I would never want to see you come to any harm. And if spanking you is what it takes to make you see reason than that is how it shall be".

Little purple cried for a long time on his shoulder and snuffled out apologies and promises to never do anything like that again. But the woodsman smiled for he knew that stubborness is not so easily cured and often needs more than one treatment. He resolved that he would be the one to provide the treatments.

In time little purple and the woodsman got married and indeed whenever she stepped out of line or did something dangerous or foolish she ended up once again over her husband's knee. In time her behavior improved but she was always a very determined young lady and to be honest, he liked her that way.

The other change that occured that puzzled the townspeople was that little purple suddenly stopped wearing her purple cape. Soon she was wearing a lovely crimson number with a bright hood. Only she and the woodsman knew it was her humorous way of paying attention to what color her bottom would turn if she made silly foolish decisions. The townspeople never did find out but they just shrugged it off and started calling her.......Little Red Riding Hood!