The Claiming Of Beauty Ch 04

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. Four have already been written and I am sure you can figure out which ones.

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. I already have a list of fairy Tales I am writing but if you have a favorite I could maybe include it.

The Claiming of Beauty by the Beast

A Modern Erotic Fairy Tale

Chapter 4

Gia couldn't even remember when he untied her from the leather strips. She was suddenly aware that she was sitting naked in Archer's lap and he was massaging the kinks out of her muscles. They were sitting in a wingback chair looking out the window towards the mountains. The sun had set long ago and it was black as only the countryside could be, but the moon was bright enough to get a silhouette from the mountains.

Her body hummed and vibrated in ways that made her remember how she got here. She was shaking as if she had been left naked in a snowdrift, but Archer held her reverently and was honoring her with his caresses. His tender and soothing attention to her needs left her heart aching with the love she felt. He lavished tender kisses on her head and over her face, letting her know that he loved her too.

She curled deeper into his lap; she threw her arms around his neck and gulped a deep cleansing breath. She pressed her face into the crook of his shoulder as her catharsis began. Tears poured out of her eyes in torrents as the last several hours finally caught up with her. She had experienced pleasure, discipline, caring, security, orgasms and pain she never imagined. She had been forever changed in a magnificent way. Her blinders had been violently ripped off, forcing her to see herself and her passionate capabilities clearly for the first time.

She looked down at her body curled in his lap and saw his marks all over her body. Her breasts were red and inflamed with little red nips from his teeth and suck marks crossing them. Her nipples were a fiery pink, engorged and angry as they begged for attention. She felt his rough wiry chest hair provoking her ultra-sensitive nipples, because they really wanted to feel his skin against them. Gia wiggled her shoulders digging her nipples through his chest hair to reach his skin.

Her belly, hips and legs were likewise crisscrossed with marks from his lips and hands. The insides of Gia's thighs were glistening with her female nectar and the huge wet spot on his leg was a testament to her passion. She quivered as she saw the marks over her body and remembered what the last hour felt like, inside she knew he had claimed her and marked her as his own. Everything she was looking at was the physical manifestation of their time together. Inside he had touched her heart with pleasure beyond compare and her heart, mind and soul all bore his marks.

She was feeling things she couldn't explain, but she knew they were things she wanted. Gia pulled her face from his shoulder and looked into his probing eyes and even now, she knew he could read her most intimate thoughts. She glanced at his chest seeing it stained with her tears and she looked up with a plea in her watery, red eyes.

Archer immediately understood what she wanted and Gia's lips had attacked his chest and kissed their way lovingly up to his neck. She felt the muscles of his broad chest rippling under her hands and lips as she hungrily kissed him. His manly scent filled her nose, as the fine hair on his chest tickled her face. His bare chest was everything she had imagined and more: strong, virile, powerful, and dominantly masculine. She put her arms back around his neck as she snuggled back against him, but this time they fit perfectly together. Her hard nipples weaved through his chest hair until they could snuggle hard against his chest.

As his thick arms pulled her tighter against his chest, she felt so wanted and so secure. His arms crushing her against his chest were not trying to keep her from escaping; they were showing her that she was desired more than he could put into words. Hidden inside his arms she felt a whole different set of senses. The heat of his chest warmed her, making her feel safe and pushed away her deepest fears. His scent reminded her of comfort food, and she felt cozy and sheltered. The pounding of his heart made her feel love and while her heart reciprocated, she still felt scared.

Yesterday she had been a spoiled, captured, bratty woman. She was strong-willed, intelligent and knew how beautiful she was, yet she always struck out when it came to love or relationships. She knew men desired her, but was unsure of how to find love. No one seemed to want her mind, or heart, they only seemed to want her body and those that she had given it to only wanted it once for the notch on their belt.

Because she spoke her mind, stood her ground and defended those that couldn't defend themselves, people labeled her a bitch. When she spurned those that only saw her as a vessel for their abuse or lust, she was branded a frigid bitch. Her courage and strength pushed away those people that would just step on her or squash all the strength and beauty inside. They desired to possess her body, casting aside her heart, mind, love and soul, and that was something she couldn't allow.

Then came Archer and her world was turned upside down. She thought back to one of the things he said, "At times, you will feel too smart, too rich, too beautiful, too strong, or sexy and you will be tempted to be less of a woman to make it easier for those around you. The problem is never that you're too much of something; it's that your man is not strong enough to glorify your brilliance." Until now she had never found anyone strong enough to adore her talent.

The minute she had seen him she had been scared of him, but at the same time drawn to him. Physically, he was a beast, massive but still everything she desired and everything she dreamed of. Every time she saw him, she quivered with fear mixed with desire and after their first kiss she could think of nothing else except him. Maybe that's what love is, not equals getting together, but explosions of dreams and desires that light up the sky with fireworks.

Now she has found a man who glories in her strength, respects her mind, understands her fears, cherishes her heart and protects her soul. He can see inside her heart and seems to know her innermost thoughts. Archer made her open and vulnerable and she can't hide who she is from him. He acknowledged her flaws and her faults with them only making him love her more. Archer had earned her trust and love by accepting only the very best from her. He realized that her passion is her greatest strength and her submission the greatest gift a man can receive.

Archer has guided her to feel unimagined emotions, pleasures never before conceived and a love that nourishes her soul. She chooses to give herself to him, not because she had to, but because she yearned for him to own her. Gia needed his power to tame her strength and for him to punish her when she got out of line. She needed him to bring out the very best of her and not allow her to fall back into old habits.

Her internal voices cried out for this, for him to dominate her. She wanted to give him all she was and have him cherish her mind, heart, body and most of all love her. However, she had external voices echoing in her head. What would everyone think if they saw her hanging from the rafters, tied to the bed and being used as a sex toy? Would they think she was sick or perverted? Would they pity her and turn their backs on her?

She would be his as long as he wanted her, but in her own mind could she really admit she needed a man like Archer? Would she let him keep her in line and submit to him even when it's hard? Gia wondered if she could admit to herself that she was a sexual submissive. Could she make herself open and available, make herself vulnerable, and invite total intimacy? Did she want to be pursued, fucked, loved and possessed by Archer whenever he wanted?

The past few hours had told her the answer and it was yes! Oh, God, yes! She wanted to be taken and used as his sexual toy. She needed to feel Archer lying on top of her with his hot skin rubbing her nipples and his cock splitting her in two. His pleasure and his desire made her feel like a woman. In those moments, she felt sexier and more beautiful than she ever had.

She did care what everyone else thought, but for the first time in her life, the world was an exciting place, full of life and passion. She felt freedom and independence that she had never felt before. It was Archer that brought out the vivid colors and bright sunshine. She would deal with the outside voices later. Right now, giving herself to Archer was the only thing that mattered. She looked into his eyes and knew she was where she belonged. She was home.

Gia kissed up his neck and when she reached his ear she whispered, "How did you know? How do you know my inner most desires, what I needed and what I feared?"

Archer smiled a crooked smile, caressed and smoothed her hair and responded, "From that first kiss, I could tell you were a fighter. You are a very beautiful, demanding and strong woman. You used those traits to push people away so they could never hurt you. However, when you went soft in my arms, I could tell that deep inside you wanted a man that would challenge and push you."

"You are a unique combination of strength, intelligence and beauty. I'll bet that almost everyone around you only sees that. They don't see that there's a child inside that needs to be loved and protected. The child inside you need somebody to love her even when she tries to push him or her away. She needs someone that with one hug or kiss can give her peace and erase all of her pain."

"You want to be pursued, loved, and possessed by a man worthy of you and the gift you are offering. A man that will cherish the gift you are giving, but also one that will be unyielding in terms of discipline. You want a man that will not let you get away with your spoiled, bratty behavior, while loving who you are."

"That was one of my fears. When your heart and soul finally opened up to me, what would we find? Well, what I found was a scared, sensitive and lonely woman. She tries to love with all her heart, but nobody sees past her gorgeous body and beauty. You have been hurt a lot and built some very high walls to protect your loving, open and giving heart. What I found inside you is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and one that outshines this magnificent form that houses it."

Archer pulled her head away from his neck so that he could look into her eyes. He saw a hurricane of emotions swimming in her eyes and they ranged from fear to panic, bravery to doubt, trust to security and passion to love. Her whole posture told him that she wanted this more than anything else she'd ever done, but she was scared. He stroked her face gently and lovingly, and whispered, "Baby, this should scare you, because it takes a strong woman to give her heart and body to someone."

"You just experienced a sample, but you won't believe what happens when you make yourself vulnerable to someone else. When you really trust someone enough to open your heart, the world explodes into a bright sea of colors." Archer looked at her with intense emotion in his eyes, sharing his love for her. "I will never take advantage of you and I don't want just your body, I want everything. I want us to challenge each other, while feeling our hearts joined together."

"This will not be easy and I will demand a lot from you, but it's not anything you can't give. You just need to know that while we are dancing, I lead and you follow. This will unlock some of your deepest fears, but I will be there to keep you safe. There will be fear and pain; because I will make you mine and your spoiled behavior will not be tolerated."

Archer could see her love's desire written with her eyes and her smile but paid for with her tears. He leaned down and gently kissed her mouth with their tongues playfully dueling with each other. She moaned and whimpered into his mouth as again her body came alive demanding his attention. It didn't matter whether it was his touch, smell or even the sight of him, but her nipples were immediately at attention and her cleft was wet with anticipation.

His arms gave her the feeling of security, while his hands and lips created fires that could never be extinguished. The hollow, lonely, scared and empty place inside her was now filled with his strength and his love. She felt his strength and power lift her into the heavens and his tender love deposit her back on earth. The moment she surrendered, her heart came alive. Now the acute ache inside her is because her heart is overflowing with vivid lightning and thunder that everyone calls love.

She twisted in his arms until they were locked in a deeply intense loving gaze. Archer's hungry look sent shivers through her spine and she had to have him... NOW! Gia plunged into his arms with her mouth attacking him in a voracious kiss. Archer had awakened the bad girl beast inside Gia and now it was demanding to be fed. Gia's fingernails were clawing at Archer's back while her mouth hungrily nibbled on his lips and tongue. Gia's internal beast was desperate to battle with the beastly man that held her heart.

Gia felt feverish and desperate to feel Archer's hands and lips on her skin. Every inch of her skin burned with need and she needed more of him... so much more. He was her cocaine high; her sugar rush and she was going through withdrawal. She felt raw, open, and vulnerable. She felt as if she would die soon if he didn't make love to her. She would even forsake her pride or dignity if he would just take her and made her his.

Archer was smiling inside as he enjoyed her voracious kiss. Her hunger had released her hidden desires with her heart open, offering herself and trusting him to take care of her. Her hungry looks were an amazing aphrodisiac and the offer of her fabulous body was temptation personified. He knew he couldn't give in to her temptations, at least not now.

Archer scooped her up into his arms and stood from the chair. He walked to her bed and placed her on the it, all while she continued to kiss, claw, and demand his attention. She lay back on the bed with her arms outstretched in an invitation for him to partake in her sinfully delicious body. She was offering herself to him the only way she knew how. His hunger matched hers and as he knelt on the bed it was everything he could do not to ravage her, but she still had to lessons to learn.

Archer grabbed both her hands in one of his and stretched them over her head. As he leaned over her, she arched her back presenting her swollen breasts to his ravenous mouth. She anxiously yielded her unprotected, hard and inflamed nipples to his greedy lips. Despite the upcoming lesson, Archer succumbed to her pleading offer and wolfishly attacked her nipples, gnawing on them gluttonously.

The ferociousness of his attack not only sent blistering passion ripping through her body, but it robbed her of her breath as well. Her back arched even more, trying to find more of that exquisitely painful passion. She whimpered and moaned erotically, "Ohgodohgodohgod. Please... OOOOOOOOOO... please." Her chest heaved as she tried to remember how to breathe. Just as she caught her breath, Archer moved to the other nipple, adding to the firestorm inside her womanly core.

As quickly as the attack began, it ended. Gia's eyes were crossed and glazed over as Archer's face hovered over hers. She didn't know what was happening and through her glassy eyes looked at him questioningly. Archer gently kissed her lips, nose, and then forehead before he said, "I want a demonstration of how you pleasure yourself. I saw a bit of that earlier, but I want a full-blown demonstration."

"However, I will promise you one other thing. If you do a good job of showing me how much you want me, I promise to fuck you until you are a hot, screaming, sticky mess. Then I will fuck you some more until I own you. Then you will be mine forever."

With a desperate and pleading to look in her eyes Gia breathlessly whispered, "Please... Please take me now! I need to feel your skin on mine, your hands caressing and your lips loving me. Please... Please fuck me... do it now!"

Archer looked devotedly into her eyes and responded, "I want to see the desire grow in your eyes and your passions consume your body. I want you to be delirious with need when I take you and with my cock buried inside you, I want to watch your muscles dance, your body spasm and watch your orgasms devour your body. You will scream my name and you may remember this night for the rest of your life."

Archer stood from the bed, but before he sat in the straight back chair, he brought her a bottle of water. He sat back down in the straight back chair.

Gia's mind was still foggy. To her it seemed like all he had to do was kiss her and her body went crazy with need for him. Whatever he did to her, she needed much, much more. He had thrown down the gauntlet and she knew now what she had to do. She gobbled down the bottle of water while she thought about teasing herself into frenzy, knowing that it would in turn drive him crazy for her.

His cock was not yet fully hard but still massive and waiting for her. It went from his crotch to the edge of his hip and looked almost as big as her forearm. She trembled with hunger as she looked at it and her mouth was suddenly dry, even after drinking the water. She wanted to touch it, taste it and feel it sliding down her throat and stretching her hungry pussy. She wanted everything they had already done, but on steroids. She wanted to taste his essence again and then she wanted him to fuck her until she passed out.

Gia licked her lips, smiled a crooked, devious smile and asked him, "Do you have some music, so I can dance for you and do you have any toys that I can use to drive you crazy?"

Archer rose from the chair and left the room with his cock hanging down his massive thighs, swinging back and forth as he left the room. A couple of minutes later he came in with an iPod attached to a boom box and a bag of toys for her. He set them in front of her and sat back waiting. To Gia, it seemed as if his cock had gotten harder and thicker in anticipation of her show.

Gia slowly rose from the bed, decided to put on some music and dance erotically for him, while using her toys to make it even wilder. She went over to his iPod and thought about putting on Joe Cocker's "Stripper," but decided against it and put on the more techno "La Club. She darkened the room lights and began.

As the music started, Gia stood still for a moment letting the beat flow through her. Slowly her hands rose above her head and her belly tightened, softly throwing her hips side to side as the rhythm flowed through her body. She closed her eyes and began dancing like only her lover was watching. As she moved, the low lights caressed only portions of her body while creating erotic shadows that hid the rest. She danced nakedly in front of him without shame or humiliation, openly giving her body and her heart to the man watching. As much as he wanted her, she wanted him even more. She would give anything for love, but for him anything was not enough, she needed to give more.