The Claiming of Beauty

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 2

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Gia woke in a soft bed covered by a blanket. She was naked, but she had expected that. She was still groggy from the food, restless sleep and her mouth felt like a desert. She noticed a bottle of water next to the bed and quickly consumed the whole bottle. Then she rolled over and went back to sleep.

She may have dreamed before, but she didn't remember them. Now she dreamt of the master of the castle, and her dreams were a modern variation of beauty and the beast. The beast was the master of the castle, and she was the damsel in destress. She dreamt that the staff saved her from the master of the castle and it was then her dreams turned erotic as he made her his slave. In her dreams, she willingly became his sex toy, and he was just about to consummate her greatest fantasy when she woke up.

This time when she woke up, she needed to find the restroom. She glanced around the spartan room noticing an empty closet and a door that led to the bathroom. She rose to avail herself of the facilities and when she came back, a new bottle of water greeted her. She drank about half of this bottle before she crawled back under the covers. She lay staring at the ceiling wondering where she was and her eyes began to mist as she contemplated her future in the castle. What was going to happen to her scared her but as she lay there, she resolved to come through this a stronger person.

Her desire and drive to become an Olympic runner had led her to the city. Here she had been bound naked, ogled and abused by the old man, then tears rolled out of her eyes as she thought about her future, or lack of a future. The brute that had cleaned her proved that the master of the castle who captured her was some kind of a sadist and all she had to look forward to was some kind of degradation. She remembered her dream and longed for the mysterious master to come and show her his heart. Her musing was interrupted as her stomach rumbled with hunger.

As if that was a cue, the door to the room opened and the huge master of the castle that had captured her walked in. He was carrying a full breakfast of eggs, toast, bacon, juice and coffee. Her stomach rumbled again as the delicious smell reached her. Her hands automatically pulled the blanket up beneath her chin as she sat up to greet her rugged captor.

Gia's heart pounded in her chest, could this still be part of her dream? All it took was one look from him and she quivered excitedly. His looks hardened her nipples and filled her pussy gushing with need. His massive beastly exterior was intimating and frightening but his eyes were tender and caring. At the same time, her heart yearned for him, and she knew she would do anything to please him.

He walked towards her and put the tray of food on the end table next to the bed. He then reached over and gently pulled the blanket covering her away. Gia felt mesmerized as she gazed into his eyes and let go of the blanket and she sat a little straighter, hoping to please him. His eyes roamed over the luscious hills and valleys of her body like a caress leaving excited goosebumps on her body wherever they went.

Gia's eyes never left his hard-demanding gaze. Not a word had been spoken but Gia knew she was his and her heart pounded in her chest, desperate for him to validate her desire but also afraid he would. Likewise, he knew she was his for the taking, but his eyes told her he didn't want to just possess her, he wanted her to freely give her heart and body to him.

"My deliciously enticing Gia, never hide who you are from me. I know who you are and what you want and need. From now on, I expect you to be open and honest with me. I expect you to be naked and adorned with only what God has blessed you with. You are incredibly beautiful and such beauty shouldn't be hidden but exalted."

He sat next to her on the bed with her head swiveling to keep her eyes glued to his. She was melting under his intense but caring gaze, but she had butterflies in her stomach with a hard flaming desire coursing through the rest of her body. She silently pleaded for him to touch her, and he seemed to hear her mind as his hand suddenly covered diminutive belly. His touch seemed like a high voltage electric jolt of desire and Gia gasped a shuddering breath before expelling a passionate moan.

Gia felt the rest of the world fade away, their eyes locked together. His massive hand caressed up her belly until it cupped her left breast and the trail of desire it left behind once again robbed Gia of her breath. Her lust-lidded eyes, deep halting breaths and passionate whimpers let him know she desperately wanted anything he had to give.

His hand reluctantly released her soft full breast before gently cupping her face in his hand. Then in a deep gravelly voice that seemed to vibrate inside her, Gia heard him say.

"Gia, my name is Archer McKinney and I have taken you from those that world that sought to take advantage of you. I can't tell you everything right now, but this is the culmination of a vow I made many years ago. For your safety you must stay here for the time being, so please don't try to escape."

"When I can, I will tell you everything, but for the time being I need you to trust me and do as I say. If you don't, I will have to punish you and keep you restrained. Will you do as I asked Gia?"

His touch, his gaze, even his very presence had Gia captivated and she couldn't disobey him even if she wanted to. She nodded her head up and down indicating her assent. Suddenly, his eyes turned hard and in a harsh menacing tone he said.

"Gia, I expect you to be silent and not talk unless invited too, likewise, if I ask you a question, I expect an answer. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir, I understand." She whispered in a soft conciliatory tone then dropped her eyes, ashamed that she had disappointed him.

His hand on her cheek lifted her face until she was looking at him again. "Gia you are not my submissive... yet and even if you were, I know you are new and require training. For now, do as you're told, and we will address your training later if this is the path you chose. Now eat your breakfast."

Archer leaned over and gently kissed her on the lips and stood up and began walking to the door. Gia was still reeling with an unrealized desire, and she began to panic when he started to leave the room. Never had she wanted anything more than for him to keep touching her, she was scared and emboldened. Her mind was in a turmoil and she didn't have any idea what to do.

"Master, can I move around the castle?" She said with a sensual voice that had equal elements of panic and desire.

He stopped, turned and looked softly at her. "Gia you are temptation personified. Yes you may explore the castle, but any attempt at escape will be dealt with harshly. Do you understand?"

Gia nodded her head up and down but quickly remembered that he demanded a verbal response, so she added, "Yes, Sir I understand."

With that, he left the room and Gia was left quivering in her desire. Her hands loving caressed all the places he had touched her, reliving how it felt. What was this hold he had over her? Whenever he looked at her, she couldn't think, only feel and the feelings were like nothing she had ever felt before. She wondered if it was lust or an addiction, but it couldn't be love not with a beastly man like that. She couldn't stop feeling his eyes devouring her most secret thoughts, how her heart pounded in her chest when he was near and now his searing touch.

Her hands shakily lifted the breakfast tray and set it in her lap. She had lost her appetite the minute she saw him, but the smell of everything in her lap rekindled her stomach. She took her first tentative bite of the eggs, once her taste buds sampled the food she dug in and ravenously consumed the entire plate.

Gia set the tray back on the end table and lay back on the bed thinking of Archer. His massive muscle-bound body was intimating and his hairy chest and bread only made him more frightening. However, the look on his face and his eyes were the exact opposite. His eyes had captured her very soul the first time he saw her and if love at first sight was possible, she had fallen for him in that moment.

He had said she was temptation personified and she knew he would take her to the heights of passion after this was over. She knew he felt something for her as well, but she knew he wouldn't take her until she gave all of herself to him. Gia had seen enough of this BDSM lifestyle that she knew he meant her heart, her body and her absolute obedience. Could she give herself to him like that?

She wanted to... oh God how she wanted to but at the same time he terrified her. She never wanted anything more than for him to take her and make her his, but she didn't know how to give herself to him like that. Her fear came from what that massive beastly man could really do to her. His eyes said one thing, soft, caring and gentle love, but his body was capable of incredible violence or heart pounding sex.

With her mind and heart swirling in confusion, Gia got up and stretched walking to the bathroom so she could clean herself up. Gia stared at herself in the mirror and something was different, she looked softer, sexier and more feminine. She tried to figure out why and finally shrugged her shoulders and she walked to the door and to no surprise found it un-locked. So, she stepped out the door and found herself on a balcony overlooking a grand staircase and opulent entryway.

Her eyes opened wide to take in the grandeur and as she walked around the upper-level balcony. There were multiple bedrooms and most were empty. Something had happened and despite the splendor of the castle it gave off an air of empty desolation. Gia walked around looking inside the bedrooms and many had a fine coating of dust, indicating they hadn't been used in a long time.

Gia exited the balcony slowly walking down the grand staircase. While she was up stairs her nudity didn't bother her, but her trip down the grand staircase made her feel like she should be dressed in a magnificent gown instead of being nude. As she exited the staircase she heard a clanking noise around the corner.

She slowly inched her way towards the sound. Despite her freedom inside the house, she didn't want to be caught snooping around. As she rounded the corner behind the staircase she peeked around the corner and saw Archer working out with a set of old-fashioned iron weights. The clanking was the weights as he was tossing them around as he did some squats.

As she watched, she was amazed at his strength, the weights on his barbell were six fifty-pound weights. He was lifting three times her weight and was doing it as if they weighed nothing. His slabs of muscles were knotting and pumping up as he worked the weights. His body was nothing except hard, multiple layers of muscles, with no fat to speak of. His legs her thicker than she was and his arms were more powerful than her legs. His chest and abs were ripped with only a fine coating of dark hair to disguise their power.

As Archer glanced towards the corner and saw Gia peaking around the corner. He smiled a little and racked the weights, then sat on a bench press and crocked his finger at Gia, beckoning her to come closer. Gia blushed at being caught watching him but slowly walked towards him as instructed.

As she stood beside him, he lay back on the bench, reached between her legs and lifted her with one arm until he could swing her over him and put his other hand between her breasts. Gia gasped when his hand went between her legs and felt his fingers cuddling her naked pussy. Then he lifted her up, she uttered a little scream as she squirmed and suddenly, she was looking down at him. Their eyes met and for several seconds she stared into his mischievous eyes, then he began to bench-press her.

Archer lowered her until the hair on his chest tickled her belly, then lifted her into the air. His eyes were laughing at her reaction. At first Gia was stunned, surprised and in awe of his strength, but as his hand between her legs crushed her clit and his fingers squeezed her womanly mound, her surprise turned into an erotic delight. Each lift pressed more on the erogenous zones and blissful feelings began to travel through her body.

After ten bench-presses he set her back on her wobbly legs. She held onto his arms until she regained her steady legs then stepped away from him. He looked at her with a mixture of mirth and desire while Gia squeezed her legs together to quell her clit's throbbing need. Not a word was said, but both knew something had changed between them.

As Gia started to turn to leave, Archer lifted his hand that had been between her legs, brought it to his face sniffed and then stuck his fingers in his mouth. Gia blushed knowing that he was tasting her womanly nectar. She scurried back up the stairs and to her room. Slammed the door and sat on the bed thinking about what had just happened.

She could still feel his hands on her and his thick fingers playing with her pussy lips and clit. She was trembling as she remembered his hands, fingers and even his eyes probing her womanly passion. His eyes searched through her eyes trying to find what made her gasp in pleasure and what made her moan with desire. She knew that he saw her passionately erotic response to his fingers cuddling and probing her pussy.

Her eyes fogged over with a lusty response to his fingers playing with her. When he looked into her eyes, he knew that she could be touched and turned into a mind-numbed sex doll. After a few seconds of playing with her sex, she had to admit she didn't want him to stop. She had wanted to feel his thick beefy fingers inside her. What was it about him that made her want him? She wanted him to conquer her, take her and feel that massive body making love to her.

Gia lay on the bed trying to push him out of her mind and heart. She needed to escape from here or else she would give herself freely to him. He was a massive beast but something carnal inside her wanted this caveman to dominate her and make her his woman.

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The second Archer allowed Gia into his thoughts; he couldn't stop thinking about her. He tried to think analytically and figure out what it was about this woman that affected him so. Physically she was the perfect woman for him, stunningly beautiful with a petite, athletic body while still having magnificent womanly curves. But that wasn't it, because over the years he had taken dozens of incredibly beautiful women.

Could it be her innocence that affected him so? He knew there was probably an element of truth here, but there was something more. Her reactions to everything that happened were unrehearsed and completely pure. Unknowingly, she was incredibly passionate and expressed it honestly in wildly exuberant displays, but that wasn't it either. Her honesty, beauty, passion and innocence all combined to make her an incredible woman.

All of those things made her very appealing, however, but what he was feeling was much deeper than that. Archer had never been in love before, and it had wanted it to be an experience that changed his life. He vowed never let a woman get that close to him, but one look into Gia's soulful eyes had captured his heart. He knew he had to be careful because he could already feel his heart pounding in his chest whenever he thought about her.

When he had his hands on her everything else drifted away and it was her body, her eyes and her reaction to his touch that made his body and heart want more. After she ran away, he sat on the bench still feeling her stunning body in his hands. Twice he got up to go a take her, but each time he sat back down. It had to be her move and she had to want him, what was he to do?