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((This story contains various themes such as: Non-consent/reluctance, bondage and ahegao (or 'fucked silly') If these are not your cup of tea, please be on your way. ))

 

The Beast

 

by DominincB

 

The Man strolled down the sidewalk. It was a sunny afternoon and after leaving work he had decided to walk home instead of drive. Stopping by a local shop the Man had purchased a frozen sugary confectionery and set happily to munching it as he walked. The Man licked the remainder of the dessert from his fingers and began humming softly to himself a tune he had heard earlier that day. It was an upbeat song, almost as sweet as the treat he'd just enjoyed. The Man looked both ways, careful to watch for any vehicles before crossing to the residential street that would take him to his house. Once he was safely across the road, the Man neatly folded the candy wrapper before placing it into his pocket.

He smiled broadly as he watched trees swaying in the wind and the sunlight playing through the leaves. Mother nature's dance of joy, he told himself. The Man tried hard to concentrate on the world around him, soaking in the vibrant day. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't completely shut out the buzzing in the back of his mind. It was as if a swarm of angry bees lurked just below his conscious thoughts. He knew that buzzing would only grow until it consumed him. It was going to be a long night.

The Man leasurely strolled the last few minutes to his house, giving no outward sign of his increasing apprehension. It was a modest house. Several bedrooms, mostly storage space since he lived alone, and two baths. The Man lived on modest means and lived an average life in an ordinary neighborhood. A perfectly ordinary and average person. At least, that's what everyone thought. And until a few months ago, they would've been right. In reality the Man had not been ordinary or average for a while. His house reflected this new reality after he'd had to remodel to make room for some new accommidations. Entering the house he immediately moved to the basement, ensuring he locked each door behind him as he went. Once inside the basement, the Man moved to the false wall and activated the hidden door by turning a red handled valve mounted on a faux pipe. A large sturdy panel swung open slowly to reveal an even sturdier steel door. The door was circular in shape, similar to that of a large walk-in safe seen in movies. However, this one had no locking mechanism on the outside. Only from within could this door be locked.

The Man opened this door as well, spinning the large wheel mechanism to retract the steel bars holding it in place, he swung this door outward, too. The Man stepped leisurely inside, taking particular care to step over the ledge of the door frame. He pulled the hatch closed behind him before looking around. The room was a small space of padded bleach white surfaces. Some water, snacks and magazines were stuffed into an alcove near the door. About mid-way on the right hand side of the room a set of black levers were mounted. At the far end of the room four black lengths of chain hung from the corners of that wall. At the end of each length as a manacle. The Man moved across the space, stepping up to the most recent addition, a low wide table. The Man disrobed and carefully folded each piece of his apparel before setting them in a neat stack on the table. He then moves across the space, quickly crossing to the chains along the far wall.

Reaching the manacles the Man began to fasten them around his wrists and ankles one by one. He then sat on the floor and waited. The buzzing had grown increasingly incessant and pervasive all day. The Man let out a sigh of relief knowing he would be safe tonight. And, he told himself, everyone else would be safe from me. The minutes passed achingly slowly at first, but soon the Man began to feel his mind wandering. His attention to the present wavering. Expanses of time would elapse without him noticing. Before long the sun had set and the Man's vision blurred...

 

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A lonely car speeds its way through the neighborhood. It comes to a crawl before the Man's house before pulling into the empty driveway. A lone figure exits the car. She moves to the house, keys jangling in her hands. She unlocks and locks again all the doors as she moves through the house towards the basement. A delicate hand turns the red valve and then grips the wheel, spinning it open as well. She enters the chamber without fear even as the Beast roars and charges from across the small space at her. The Beast reaches a third of the way across the room before the chains manacled to its limbs go taut. For an excruciating moment the Beast's body hyper-extends and it lets out a yowl of pain and frustration. Regaining its footing, the Beast attempts to pull itself free of the bonds to no avail. The beast turns its head from side to side, examining the manacles before wrapping its jaw around the length of chain restraining the left arm.

The woman moves. The tiniest movement, really. But the Beast takes notice and ceases its attempt to bite through the iron chains. The Beast locks eyes with the intruder, a low growl escapes its lips and for a moment the woman is paralyzed by its intense stare. The moment soon passes and, regaining her composure, she moves to the black levers on the right wall. She engages one and watches as the chains begin retracting into the walls behind the Beast. He notices as well and lets out a howl of resentment. However, the chains' pull is implacable. Inexorably the Beast is drawn to the back wall where his extremities are pulled across the walls padded surface.

She eyes the beast. Looking him up and down before crossing back to the low table. She takes the clothes left there and places them on the floor next to the door, next she moves the table forward towards the Beast. She reaches under and finds hidden grooves in the floor, she positions the table over the grooves and is soon rewarded with an audible snap as the table locks into place. With a satisfied nod she turns her attentions again to the Beast. Her heart thunders in her chest as she takes in the bulging of his muscles, the red branches of veins standing out against his skin and unbridled rage lurking in his eyes.

The woman moves to the Beast, stopping just out of her arm's reach. She inspects the chains while doing her best to ignore the Beast's snarling. Again satisfied, she turns to look the Beast directly in the eyes, she locks her gaze with his. Ever so slowly she slides out of her clothing, never breaking their stare. Her clothes fall in a rumpled heap at her feet and she steps out of them. She moves to the Beast and runs her hands up and down his body. Her fingers and eyes trace the curves of his chest, his abdomen... Down lower and lower she swirls her fingers around the Beast's impressive member. She gives the head a firm poke with one finger before smirking at him and sauntering back towards the table. His roar is deafening in the small enclosed space. She mounts the table in slow languid motions and turns to face him. She drapes her legs over the edge, spreading wide before his watchful eyes.

The woman dips her fingers into her sex, she rubs and teases the pink bud of her clit. A small moan escapes her lips as she stares into the Beast's glare. A small wave of confusion passes over his face as he watches her display. Suddenly, a tingling in his loins alerts him to a need other than tearing this intruder limb from limb. His member quickly grows to it full length and begins to throb. He begins to pulling at his restraints again. Seeing her show is having the desired effects, the woman reaches over to the levers and pulls one down slightly.

The clicks and clinks of chains fill the room as the Beast again charges his prey, but is again stopped short as the woman slams the lever up, locking the chains in place. The Beast, expecting this, stops as suddenly as he started. A long, low growl escapes his lips as he regards the woman. She smirks at him yet again as her fingers once more dance over her sex. She increases her ministrations, moaning loudly and bucking against the table. The Beast yowls in tune with her cries of passion and strains to bring his throbbing member as close to her wet sex as he physically can. The woman finally relents and lowers the lever, carefully, to ensure only the Beast's hard cock is close enough to touch. Sure enough it does as the beast rams himself deep between her throbbing lips.

The woman lets out a scream, an equal mixture of pain and pleasure as the Beast's hardness suddenly fills her to the utmost. Her cries overwhelm even the Beast's yowling as he fills her completely again and again with abandon. She watches through half-lidded eyes as the Beast's gaze travels over her body. He licks his lips as the sight of her bosom bouncing with his thrusts. She slowly acclimates to the sensations emating from their copulating and soon after begins gyrating her hips against his furious thrusts. It isn't long at all before she feels her first climax of the night approaching. She welcomes the sensation, embracing the waves as they wash over her, through her. Infusing her with pleasure no man has ever made her feel before... Her next conscious thought is of the pain wracking her body. She doesn't know how long the Beast has been at it or how many orgasms he's brought from her. She concludes she must have blacked out at some point. The jingling of chains and his grunting fill her ears and she feels a pool of their mixed fluids pooling on the table below her. She feels yet another orgasm crash over her body as intense waves of pleasure and pain radiate up from where the Beast's member continues to pound her sore sex without mercy or respite.

Finally, his thrusts become erratic and his legs tense in preparation. The woman quickly reaches for the lever and slams it back up. The Beast's roar of frustration at being denied his release echoes in the small room becoming deafening to her ears. The woman leaps from the table and quickly crosses the distance, she slides onto her knees as she comes to rest before the Beast. Taking the cock into her mouth she sucks eagerly, her tongue rolling along the base as she relaxes her throat. The Beast growls in approval and thrusts as well as he can into her mouth. The woman can taste herself on the Beast's member as it slides down her throat and pretty soon he's bucking his hips and mewling like a wounded animal. The woman concentrates on her efforts and is soon rewarded with a thick and copious load of cum washing down her throat and into her belly.

Standing, the woman wipes her lips and moves to get dressed. The Beast slumps against its binds and quickly loses consciousness. The woman puts everything back as it was before she entered and leaves the house. Her car goes unnoticed as it speeds off into the night.

 

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The Man awakens with a start. His breathing rapid and shallow. He looks around to find he's still in his vault. He breathes a sigh of relief and frees himself of the complicated locks meant to hold his other self in confinement. He notices a foreign object resting on the table and moves to inspect it. The bottle of wine has a note attached reading:

 

' 'till next time. XOXO '

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Hey Dom, just read your story and I very much enjoyed reading it  :) 

Personally, the darker side of things very much appeal to me and I found this to be a very interesting take on the 'Beauty & The Beast' concept.

You get a big thumbs up from me for giving control and empowering the lady in this story. Most of the time when it comes down to ravenous beasts mingling sexually with human females, the lady receives the short end of the stick, so to speak.

I also thought you balanced eroticism with vulgarity quite well; sensual enough to make it enticing, yet vulgar enough to convey the inherent depravity of the act.

Please write more ^^

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 I absolutely loved your story Dom. It is well written skipping lurid sexual details and concentrating on the progression of the scene and atmosphere.

Additional scenes from this story or any others are a savory prospect. Please keep it up.♥

 

 

 

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