Beauty Dominates the Beast (2 page)

The portrait was a likeness of the lost prince. He had disappeared, never to be seen again, when the beast appeared out of nowhere ransacking and taking the castle as his own. The women of the castle were captured and forbidden to leave by the beast, using
and defiling
them
to fulfill his sexual depravity.

Bella set the portrait back down taking in the former chambers of the lost prince. The bed had been freshly made, but the other contents of the room looked like they hadn’t been touched in years. It was as if the room was forever frozen in time, unchanged since the prince’s occupation.

She walked over to the bed, examining the fine linens
that covered the enormous mattress. They were in good repair, but the musty aroma wafting from them was curiously recognizable as the same aroma she smelled from the beast in the dungeon. Bella’s hand froze on the beautiful linen resting on the bed
,
realizing this was now the beast’s personal chamber. She hurried back to the door, pausing for a moment to grab the portrait of the prince. Once through, she shut the
door tightly and turned the key quickly.

Bella leaned against the offending door completely bewildered and somewhat furious that the beast had placed her in adjoining chambers with his own. But even more baffled by the fact that she could lock the door from her end and not his own. Why on earth would he have done that?

She stood there thinking for quite some time before realizing that if she had easy access to the beast, she had a way to escape. Bella paced the
room forming her plan
. She knew she couldn’t just run and hope he wouldn’t chase her down. That would be impossible to accomplish. He had to let her go willingly if she wanted
to escape with her limbs still intact
.

Bella
shuddered with the recent memory of the vile
debauched torture her brother
had endu
red, making him weak and submissive
,
confused with lust and pain. A resigned whimper escaped from her lips with the realization of what she must do.

Tame the beast
.

*
* *

Bella searched the room for anything she could use to carry out her plan. Inside the wardrobe she found a riding crop, and beside the mantle a
brass
fire poker. They would have to do.
She undressed down to her corset and shift, hoping it would be enough skin to arouse the beast.

She had heard the sounds of rough movement through the door leading to the beast’s chambers and knew it was time to carry out her plan. Bella braced herself
for what was to come, and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly to calm her nerves and turned the door handle. Opening the door slowly she stood confidently just outside his chambers, crop and poker in one hand, and a coy look of enticing authority illuminating her beautiful face.

The beast
surprised by
her abrupt appearance
, stood unmoving next to his enormous bed
with a slow cruel
smile spreading across his hideous beastly face, “Well, this is an unexpected visit. One mustn’t lurk in doorways, it isn’t polite.” The beast signaled Bella with his paw to move forward into his chambers, “Come.”

“No.” Bella replied sternly motioning with the poker as she stamped it down
into the floor
roughly while switching the crop to her other hand, “You come to me.”

The beast smirked, “
And why should I, my dear?”

Bella snapped the crop piercingly in
to
the air, “Now!” She commanded.

The beast, amused by her tenacity, obliged. No one had ever dared order him to do anything, and he was curious by this new turn of events. As the beast ambled over to Bella, he realized that being under this virgin’s control would make her a willing participant
.
His
body ached with need in his
excitement
of the realization that this lustful, commanding beauty before him could be the key to breaking the curse.

He stood over her breathing heavily, “Anything you wish, my dear, I will do.”

“Kneel.”

The beast kneeled
,
and Bella moved around behind him finding his full erection with her soft hand
,
and began to stroke like she had seen the women in the dungeon do to her brother. The beast growled as her hand pumped his cock.

He had never let any of the women
being held in the castle
touch him since being transformed into the bea
st, knowing that release would never be attainable.
T
his first touch aft
er years of denial c
ould enslave him
to Bella if she continued, but the slim chance of breaking the curse became a desire more power
ful than protecting his will from
the alluring beauty.

Bella, mustering up courage
,
pointed the blunt end of the poker into the beast’
s back
side and slowly shoved it into his orifice while she pumped his cock. The beast arched and growled, grasping the door frame for support under the sudden penetration, giving Bella the pluck to thrust the poker into him
again, over and over
.

She took her hand from his cock and grabbed the whip. Bella snapped his furry flesh sharply as she prodded
making the beast writhe in the pleasurable pain. Grunting, the beast grew weaker with each agonizing act as he leaned forward into the doorframe.

“Stand up.” Bella commanded and yanked the poker out as the beast stood, his massive body shaking, “Lie down on the bed, on your back.” She whipped his flesh once more spurring him to move. The beast cried out with the pain and ambled over to the bed lying down as she instructed.

Bella hitched her shift up to her kne
es exposing her perfectly round
backside
,
and straddled the beast’s torso
facing his legs
,
with her backside and her sensuous pink folds almost touching the beast’s face. The beast nuzzled her backside with his nose causing Bella to jerk up.

“No!” She ordered giving his prick a stinging slap with her hand, “Do not touch me until I command you to.”

The beast sighed with the denial of giving her pleasu
re. She was so beautiful and the arousal of her control
over him was almost too much to bear.
The unexpected punishment was a welcome release for the anger, guilt, and sorrow of his violent selfish misdeeds he had forced upon the women of the village.

He ached with the desire to touch her, to please her, a sentiment he had
never felt before until now as the
unattainable
punishing beauty
surrounded his prick with her warm velvety mouth
and sucked. The beast arched his hips with the sensation
,
forcing his prick deeper into her sensuous mouth. The unbearable feeling of release made him buck in agony as she licked, knowing release would never come from the act. His desire would be unsatisfied until the curse was broken.

The beast moaned and begged for her to stop, to let him please her, and Bella acquiesced measuring the undeniable control she had acquired over the menacing beast.
She dismounted the beast and wantonly laid beside him, her voluptuous breasts escaping her corset
and her flimsy shift shoved up to her hips in disarray.

“Kneel before me.”

The beast righted himself and kneeled between her spread legs, “Lick.” She ordered, and
the beast
leaned down over her.

He gently nuzzled her neck before beginning to lick, grabbing her corset and shift into his
terrifying paws and ripped them
in half, exposing the entirety of her creamy flesh. He drew his tongue down her neck to the plump mounds of her breasts, licking and flicking her erect nipples. Bella gasped with the new sensation, sending a tingle down to her throbbing moist cunt.

She arched her back wanting more
,
and the beast obliged her with another nuzzle and a light nip before licking again. She wanted the beast
’
s
surprising
ly
skillful tongue
to lick her lower
,
and pushed his shoulders down. He trailed
his tongue down her lovely body and stopped at the apex of her legs.

The beast looked up with a questio
ning look mixed
with his intoxicated euphoria, and Bella nodded her assent. He buried his face into her soft wet folds, growling in desire with her heady womanly scent. He began to lap her cunt slowly, taking in the dizzying effect of her taste. He nuzzled in further, lapping more vigorously as she began to writhe and buck into his face.

The pleasure of the beast’s tongue was unexpected
as Bella moaned and writhed, begging the beast for more. The velvet roughness of his tongue slipped inside her and grazed her folds as his nose pushed into the sensitive nub at the top of her cunt
,
and a surge of electricity bolted through her. It pulsed back down to her aching cunt as her head flung back and her body uncontrollably bucked with the wet lapping, bringing her to exploding release.

She closed her eyes as the extraordinary pleasure flowed through her body, pulsing and surging slightly with each wave of euphoria. The waves soon ebbed slowly away and she opened her eyes as she calmed.
The sight before her was unimaginable.

A slight resemblance of a human face was staring up at her from between her spread legs. The face was still beastly in appearance, but now more human. She looked down at the beast’s arms resting next to her body finding slightly hairy, but human hands. She looked back at the peculiar face again and realized she knew this face nestled between her legs.

It was that of the lost prince.

Bella gasped in astonishment and clasped his face in her hands, “Your Highness?”

“Yes?” The prince smiled apprehensively, “Did you not know I was the beast?”

Bella’s hand flew to her mouth, “No, no…”

“I was cursed many years ago into this beastly form. I thought I was doomed to remain a beast… until n
ow… because of you, the curse has started to lift.” The beastly prince cocked his head and asked, “You’ve shown me there is pleasure in service, and for that I am forever indebted to you. What can I do to repay you?”

Bella, turning her head, now unsure of her desire to escape
and
sighed in resignation, “Let me help you lift the curse.”

The beastly prince smiled in surprise with Bella’s unexpected request, “Your wish is my command, my dear.”

The beast moved slowly back up the remarkable beauty that had begun to claim his heart and kissed her lovely lips soundly
,
binding the promise she had selflessly given.

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