Adelaide and the Pipe Piper

She gave a shock inhale of breathe when she felt his organ twitched a little. "It's okay, Little One. Touch it. Feel it. Imagine it as a Bretzel dough before you twist it into shape." Her fingers started to stroke it up and down to the base and repeated it. He gritted his teeth as his penis started to stir awake with a life on its own.

He took a nipple in between his teeth and darted his tongue in and out. She gave a meek squeal and accidentally squeezed his thick shaft. He chuckled in a rich low voice and placed his hand on top of hers, coaxing her to continue stroking his penis.

"Little One, you have skilled hands, my dear," he guided her hand to his spherical testicles. "Now, I want you to think of these as the dough for Brotchen rolls. Knead them lovingly with your palm and fingers."

He resumed caressing her soft breasts until she moaned and writhed. Her jewel of a clit pulsed and her breath became faster every second he twirled his amazing tongue around her nipples. He deliberately meant for her to reach the peak of orgasm by stimulating the nerves of her nipples first.

He knew what he was doing. He made her heart raced twice as fast from normal. Her breathing became continuous short intervals, and she wished the Piper had two mouths instead of one to entertain both her bosom assets at the same time. The electrifying feeling travelled from the tip of her nipples down to the sensitive pussy. Eventually, her head became light headed, and she felt herself being brought at the edge of climax. Very close.

And he stopped. She opened her eyes and frowned, clearly annoyed. "Piper..?" she hissed, lifting her hips upwards, hinting that her carnal desire was thirsty and insisted instant attention. He slid in a finger until he felt the strip of skin. He moved his finger around. Her walls were slippery wet with her arousal.

A smile curved his thin lips as he retracted out his finger from her virgin hole. "It's time, my Little One." Her heart started to pound rapidly. He rested the tip of his head at the entrance of her now slick vagina. Gently, he pushed in.

She squeezed her eyes and clenched her teeth as his meat penetrated halfway into her and split her open; breaking through the thin barrier of her innocence. She gasped; her fingers gripped his forearms ever so tight. Her petite little body shook vigorously to dismiss the sharp pain.

"Breathe, Little One, breathe..."

Her lips parted slightly, and he caught her groan with his kiss as he sank fully.He withdrew and made his second thrust into her, slow and deep penetration until he reached the cervix. He continued moving slowly inside of her, allowing her pleasure walls to adjust to his size.


Her low mewling of continuous, "Aww, Ohh..oh..Aw..oh..."was music to his ears. She was so vocal... her low sexy mantra burned a slow fire of desire within him. He gave a little smile.

Moments later, Adele started to fidget uncomfortably. Her head shook left to right and left again, as her hands explore the well-defined torso. She arched her back a little, and spread her legs more as her body demanded more of his manhood to satisfy her needs.

He understood.

Gradually, the piper started to pick up his speed, pistoning his hard meat in and out of her with his balls slapping against her arse at each entrance.

Adelaide couldn't think at all. Her eyelids were half closed as she moaned like a cat in heat, begging her beau to help her release the overwhelming sensation that had been building at her pit of her stomach. Her fingers found themselves on his shoulder and involuntarily, she brought him close to her sweaty chest.

He knew.

He knew she was wee very close. So was he. His balls were full of his precious seed, screaming and dying to be let out.

"Little One...," he hoarsely breathes out. Adelaide had snapped her eyes opened, but all he could see was only whites as her pupils rolled upwards. Her wet hair was wild with some locks plastered on her forehead. She was blushing red all over – it was the most beautiful face he had ever seen in his life.

He pressed his dry lips on her parted lips, and at the same time, his fore finger and thumb started to work on her clit. He rubbed her rich-nerve sensitive nub as he carried on with their lovemaking.

She gave a never ending half scream when the tip of his finger came in contact with her soft bud, and within seconds her whole body shook in pleasure.

"Piper! Oh...Piper... oh... Piper...oh...oh..."

He swipe the sweat off his bow, and taking hold of the sides of her hips he started to fuck her senselessly, his impatient growling and her lustful moans bounced all over the cold cave walls.

Then, without warning she jerked forward and grabbed hold of both his forearms, tight. Her mouth was still open but no voice came out. Her body froze up but her head tremble slightly. He felt her warm juices coated his penis that was sheathed deep inside her.

He growled and pumped in a few more thrusts into her as Adelaide rode into her orgasm.

In the turmoil of mixed emotions in her head, she felt his cock stiffen; and sensed warmth in her womb as he slowly unloaded his seed within her.


***

He opened his eyes, to see Adelaide sitting, her back against the cave wall. Her knees were up to her chest with her arms around her legs, and her chin was resting on the kneecaps. Her eyes stared blankly at the uneven stalagmites on the cave floors. There was a faraway, distraught look on her face.

Groggily, he patted around until he touched her thigh. "Little One?" he called to her in a hoarse voice. She turned to face him, and he realised upon noticing the reddish swollen eyes; she had been weeping. From the looks of it, he concluded she had been bawling silently the whole night.

He heaved himself up and sat up next to her. "Are you in pain, Little One?" he asked, concerned. She shook her head sadly. He slid his arm around her shoulder and guided her head to rest on his naked chest.

"Clearly, something has caused you pain. I have a feeling I am the cause of it. Tell me, Little One, was it because of last night?" She closed her eyes shut, and opened them again. A small tear trickled to his torso.

"My future husband, whoever it is, will find out I am no longer innocent after this. And last night, a thought comes to me. I have gained my brother's freedom with my maidenhood. Then, what about the others? What else is needed to be sacrificed?"

"Let the rest stay here in the cave."

"I couldn't. I promised Lukas I will bring back his friends. Moreover, what is going to happen to us once the villagers found out only Hannes is released? As I have mentioned, the villages may not treat us kindly. They might think I use black magic to set my brother free. They will kill our family at the bonfire meant for witchcraft. Please, Piper. I couldn't go home without the others."

She did not see the secret smile on his face.

*****

They ran out of the cave down the rocky hills. They ran along the dirty pathway that led them into the thick woods. On the other side of the woods and into the town of Hamelin, the mourning parents of the children were just assembling a group of volunteers to look for the lost children. All one hundred and twenty nine of them surprised the villagers. The whole town burst in delight. All but one child had returned home into the arms of their parents.

That child, Adelaide hugged him. Tight. She peppered sisterly kisses all over his freckled face. "I do not understand. Why can't you come home, Adele?"

She bit her lips. How was she to tell him – that had she sacrificed her virginity and the rest of her life to be with Piper in order for all of them to be released? Piper had made his last proposal, she remembered it very clearly.

"I want you to stay with me. I was your first, now let me be your last. Let these walls be a witness that I swore to take care of you. Let your womb be the nest for my offspring. You will have only me, and I will have only you. Are you willing to sacrifice the rest of your life, in exchange with all the other children's freedom? Are you willing to forsake your father and brother? Remember, once you agree, you can never turn back."

Piper kneeled down, his hand tousled Hanne's wild hair. "I'll look after her for you. I promise." He took the latter's hand and turned it, palm up. He placed Adelaide's leather bag onto the palm of his hand. "To remember your sister by..". He then stared hard into the eyes of the young lad.

"Hannes, listen to me very carefully. You are to go home, find your father. Pack every single thing. Shut the bakery down. Remember, this is very important. Shut the whole bakery down – do not wait for a buyer. Time is critical. Leave the town first thing tomorrow morning when dawn breaks. Do not look back, do not come back. Never worry for Adelaide. I will look after your sister, I promise. Do you understand me?"

Shocked at the sudden turn of events, Hannes nodded furiously. Adelaide gave her brother one last hug, before the little boy pried his teary eyes away and ran down the dirt road to Hamelin.

A strange up-tempo music echoed and bounce all over the cave walls. The huge boulder rolled, slowly depriving the cave of any light from the sun. Adelaide caught the last glimpse of her brother's behind before the entrance was sealed forever. They were alone.

The piper played another different melody. Instantly, the from the cold cave floor, bits of green grass and fresh flowers sprang up. Surprised, Adelaide skipped here and there. Where her feet land, greenery, bushes appeared. She twirled around, her mouth opened in awe and delight.

The man she swore to stay with forever played his music to bring life to the place. It was as if he was painting the whole cave, with real colours – real trees, real birds, a real water spring. She caught hold of a fluffy white rabbit that hopped past her. The chirping of the birds, running squirrels, Adele was transported to where it was always spring.

The music stopped. Her head turned here and there, looking for her beau. He strutted conceitedly towards her, his chest up. She smiled at him. Then, she noticed something amiss as he approached her. Eerie black circles shadowed around his eyes, and curtained by his dark brown hair. It took a moment for her to realise he was sneering maliciously at her.

Suddenly, she felt fear. "Piper.."she whispered, as he came nearer. Each step closer, his nose and mouth grew slightly long into an upturned snout. His ears protruded upright; triangular that twitches at every sound. "Piper!" she started to break into a run. What had she done? What had she gotten herself into? A growl emitted from his throat, as he lunged for her tiny waist. She shrieked as he managed to tackle her to the soft grass. Her back on the ground, he straddled on her waist as she repeatedly hit him with her fists.

Chuckling evilly, he flexed his chest out and shook his head. The brown hunting clothes he had been wearing ripped open, revealing a divine upper torso, fully brawn build. His large prized dangling manhood was beginning to stiffen. Grabbing tight of her wrists, he pinned them above her head with one large paw of a hand, and bring his face closer to hers. She let flow tears of panic with a frightened expression on her dainty face. She struggled hard, trying to get away from the oversized beast. Unfortunately for her, her reluctance turned him on instantly. His free paw, he retracted all his sharp claws and started to shred every single thread on her body. She screamed and started kicking in protest. "Nuh-uh, do not move unless you want a cut deeper than just your skin. You won't need all these peasant clothes here. It's just you and me, remember?"

She started sobbing, and he lapped the tears away. "Why, Piper. Why are you doing this?" she cried. He gave her a chilling smile, baring his sharp teeth. He eased himself in between her legs.

"Reineke, my Little One. My name is Reineke Fuchs, the fox trickster," he snarled. There was a wild look in his eyes; the whiteness gone and in its place bright yellow with dark fathomless black pupils.

Without waiting another second, he drove his erected manhood into her soft vagina, and started to pummel rapidly. She screwed her eyes shut, letting a flood of tears out once more. No other single soul could hear the piercing screams that echoed through the enchanted green meadow.

When the sun sets in the west, the cool night wind blew, gently caressing her naked skin. She shivered as the temperature dropped too low for her liking. She started to fidget, trying to get up. It must have been hours she had laid on her back, not daring to move. She managed to sit up on the soft grass, and squinted her eyes at the dim surroundings. Adelaide hoped to find a way out of there – wherever there was. She shivered once again.

A furry paw-hand groped for her right thigh. "Where do you think you are going, Little One?" he asked sleepily. "I'm cold," she whined. He mumbled something unintelligently, and pulled her close to him. Her back spooned against his furry warm chest, his strong arms wrapped around her protectively. There was a small movement, and she felt his bushy tail acts as a blanket – covering her torso and preventing the chill from getting to her.

For a while, Adelaide melted into the warm of his body heat. Reineke rubbed his snouty nose softly onto the back of her neck, awakening her sensual senses. "Reineke.." she moaned, as his paw found her left nipple.....

***

Hannes and Luther, packed all their belongings and closed down the bakery for good. Sadly, they vow to venture far away; both mourning the loss of Adelaide but they knew she will be in better hands. At the outskirts of the village, they gave the town of Hamelin one last glance before locking away all their precious memories and remembrance of Adelaide. True to the Piper's advice, they never look back.

That following night, chaos strike once again. From the Weser River, thousands and thousands of huge menace swimming rats made their way up to the river banks. The town of Hamelin fell into wild disorder as the rats infested each and every home and building once again.

Within a month, each and every child who was released from the Pipe Piper fell ill due to the diseases carried by the pests. It started from a common incurable high fever, where each of the vital organs slowly shut down. Fingers and toes turned black, due to bacteria in the plague. The shops, village school and the town's church were forced to a close. For the next three hundred and sixty five days to come, none of the young ones managed to see their next birthday.

That year, was the year the Black Death was born.