The beast has fangs
The beast has claws
The beast has no soul
Beware the touch of the beast for it shall corrupt.
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Lilandra watched as Lynn once again left with her dinner tray. Tomorrow night she would have to face the beast and give him her virginity. The very prospect scared her. With a sinking heart she knew she would suffer the same fate as other girls who'd had the misfortune of gracing the beast's bed. She went to her bed and lay there tossing and turning. She would find no sleep this night.
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Lynn took the uneaten meal back to the kitchens with a sigh. He had not meant to cause her distress but Lilandra was healed and time was up. She would either survive the Master's attentions or die trying. He wanted to believe that she would but he wasn't so sure. He spent time cleaning up the kitchen before heading toward the East Wing to await his master's midnight arrival. He was greeted by the sounds of the Prince returning back to his human form.
Aries twisted his neck to each side, listening to the clicks and sighing. When Lynn entered he spoke quickly, "I have a plan Lynn and we must do it now if this is to go smoothly."
Lynn looked at his Master in surprise. "Of course, sire. What did you have in mind?"
Aries slipped on a silk robe, wrapping it around himself while speaking, "Blindfold her and shackle her to the bed, I will take her in this form. This way we will satisfy the curse and preserve her life."
Lynn's eyebrows rose and he gaped at Aries. "But, why?" He wasn't sure what he was asking his Master. He was surprised by the fact that his Master was concerned for Lilandra and that he had chosen to come to her in human form rather than take her virginity as a beast. Even as he tried to wrap his mind around his Master's odd behavior he was already grabbing a blindfold and shackles from a nearby table.
"Because I am sick and tired of being the cause of death to innocent young women! Now go!"
Lynn gave a quick bow and hurried toward Lilandra's room. The idea of shackling her pricked his conscious but he would do as his Master had bid. He unlocked the door to her room and quietly pushed it open. He spied her prone figure on the bed and with a quick prayer to the fates he crept toward her, the shackles feeling heavy in his hands. He stopped at the edge of the bed and looked down at her. It was best to blindfold her first he decided. He reached forward to do so but froze when her eyes opened and she looked up at him.
"What are you doing?" Her tone was fearful as she gazed up at him.
"It is to help you sleep better my lady, the light of the full moon tends to shine through the curtains brightly at this time of night."
The shackles were hidden below the edge of the bed as he slid the blindfold over her face. "Trust me my lady, when have I ever lead you wrong?"
She shivered but allowed him to blindfold her. He had not harmed her in any way. He had only been kind and gentle. She did trust him and so she lay still as the blindfold slid into place and the brilliant light of the moon was replaced by darkness.
He softly stroked her cheek, feeling his conscience arguing with him about what he was going to do. In the silence that followed the only sound that was heard was the clicking of the shackles as her wrists were chained to the bedposts. Softly he whispered, "Forgive me, my lady, but the master has decided that the time is now. I hope you have made the right decision..."
She stiffened at his words and started to struggle but he had already firmly shackled her. She whimpered in fear. "Please, Lynn. Not this way," she whispered as a single tear slid down her cheek.
He said nothing, only walked away and the sound of the door being opened pierced the night and he was gone.
Small tremors of fear wracked her petite frame as the silence grew heavy. She could hear her harsh breathing in the stillness and the increased beating of her heart was loud in her ears as she lay there helpless awaiting the arrival of Lynn's beast Master. She had thought she would have until tomorrow night to prepare but that offer had apparently not been true. So like a beast to impulsively change its mind. She wished he would come and get it over with. She asked the fates to take her quickly if the pain was too much. Her only regret was that she did not get a chance to tell the mystery man good-bye.
The door opened with a soft creak, a soft breeze blowing through the room, filling it with the scent of roses. The quiet sound of bare feet walking across the flagstones could be heard, accompanied by the sound of smooth silk crumpling to the floor.
Lilandra squeezed her eyes shut even though she couldn't see. Her mouth instantly became dry and her heart beat even harder. She was going to be raped! She felt every muscle in her body tense in dread.
The bed dipped as the unknown visitor moved upon it. However it did not dip as much as it should have. It seemed as if someone much lighter had crawled upon it. Soft, delicately manicured hands slid her dress up her thighs, exposing her pale flesh to the cool night air, gently stroking her skin.
Lilandra noticed none of this as her frightened mind conjured up the horrible pain she imagined she was about to experience. The touch on her skin froze her and confusion set in. It felt like a hand, not a claw. Had the beast decided to let another man rape her in its stead? She whimpered. She was going to become the slut her father had proclaimed her to be.
The figure leaned down, his hot breath brushing the side of her neck moments before delicate fluttering kisses graced its surface. The lips were soft and moist, giving the most exquisite feelings as the hands on her thighs slowly slid up her body. Her midriff exposed, the hands softly massaged her flesh, still heading upwards towards her pert breasts. The movements were gentle, compassionate, seeking to grant her the most pleasure they could possibly conjure up.
She felt her body growing hot and her mind whirled. What was going on? Why did she feel such nice sensations where she was being touched? She blushed when her nipples hardened and a whimper of want slipped from her mouth. She wasn't sure what her body wanted but at the moment she was too busy exploring the new feelings she was experiencing.
The hot breath disappeared from her neck only to moments later fall upon the slope of her breast. Once more the fluttering kisses tickled her skin, heading slowly down to her nipple as the firm globe of desire was grasped by the manicured hands and firmly squeezed in lust.
She gasped and clamped her legs shut even as she shifted. She heard the shackles clank but she couldn't seem to make up her mind if she was moving away or toward the touch of her silent visitor.
The lips upon her nipple suckled like a newborn babe, flicking the hard nub between his teeth. His rough tongue sending shivers of ecstasy through her petite frame. Gently and subtly, his free hand slid down her abdomen once more and tenderly through her downy pubic hair.
When the fingers touched her down there she gasped and whispered, "No, please, don't." She remembered how the mayor had used his fingers on her pussy and how disgusting it made her feel. She didn't want to feel that way again.
Softly, the figure spoke, his voice laced with desire and caring, "Sh, it will only hurt a moment...then you will feel such pleasure."
That voice! She recognized that voice!
"Is it you?" she asked as she went completely still beneath his hands. If it was he then she wanted to see his face if he was going to take her virginity. She could tolerate it if it was the kind man from the forest.
There was a long moment of pause, his hands still upon her body. Quietly he spoke to her once more, his tone still caring and loving, "Yes, the master sent me to prepare you, so you would know the pleasures of a caring man at least once in your lifetime."
"Please, may I see you then? I do not like this blindfold." If it was the man from the forest then she wanted to be able to look upon him as he gave her pleasure. She wanted to remember his face and this night so that she would be fortified for her time with the beast.
Once more there was a moment of hesitation before the blindfold was slowly removed. The figure above her was illuminated by the moonlight as it shone through her window. He looked perfect at this moment, sleek and toned, like a wolf on the hunt.
Her mouth fell open in a perfect "O" of surprise as she gazed on his upper body. The sight of it mesmerized her. Her father and her brothers all had very hairy chests but this man before her had just enough that he didn't look like a youth but didn't look like some disgusting unkempt farmer.
His face formed into a lust filled smile as he leaned down, their lips meeting in a tender kiss, slowly building in passion. Once more his hands began to move across her body, her inner thigh gently being caressed in invitation to open for him.
She didn't refuse him as her legs parted farther and she kissed him back. She'd never been kissed like this. The few kisses she'd been forced to endure had come at the hands of her father and brothers and most recently at the hands of a neighbor's farmhand. She had been disgusted every time but this time it felt different. It made her body flush with heat. Her confused gaze locked on to his face. What were these feelings running through her?
Slowly his inquiring fingertips slid further up her thigh, stroking every inch of flesh that came into reach. The tips tentatively met her moistening lips, slowly slipping up and down their length, feeling them engorge beneath his touch.
"Oh!" she gasped and then closed her legs. That feeling she remembered. It was the one the mayor had caused when his fingers had slid inside her. She turned red in embarrassment and twisted against the shackles.
Once more his hushed, concerned voice was heard. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
She squeezed her eyes closed. How was she to explain to him that another had done those things to her and she had felt dirty but with him it didn't feel that way?
