B&B part 2

B&B Part 2 The castle is burried still in snow and ice. The lonely sky looked down on Belle’s figure, a yellow dot on a blanket of white. "Get inside." "Why isn’t it stopping?" She asked. Referring about the snow. "It’s part of the curse." She kept herself busy both by reading books and by cleaning the dust off some furniture. Denying the fact that she finds the place comfortable, she shook her head. She thought about her father. Do they even think of her? She shrugged her shoulder. "Miss, the Master summoned your presence. He is in the Rose garden." "Rose garden?" She haven’t been there before. She didn’t even know they have rose garden. "Beyond the left wing of the palace." She lifts her skirt a mere inches above the ground to avoid tripping over her own dress. She heard her heels clacking against the marble floors and she felt the dropping of temperature which means she’s reaching an open space. She passed a few paintings and as she opened the double doors, the cold air swept her hair. She brought her hands together and crossed the space that separated the enclosed garden. She heard a growl. She saw, at the raised platform, is the Beast, holding a fully bloomed rose close to his nose. She walked towards him and he gave her the rose. She wondered if this garden isn’t affected by the endless cold. "I fancy roses more than any other flowers. I only put myself in the presence of beauty and I disgust in the sight of anything ugly. That only lead me into my demise as I was cursed for the same reason. Everything dear to me, everything beautiful was turned into the ugliest of creatures including me." Belle caught a glance of the rose with it’s dead petals scattered carelessly around it’s stem. "Every petal fallen is a year of my life removed. Once the last petal fall, I too must disappear together with everything in the castle." "Keep your mourning to yourself. I deserve nothing of it. I shall send you back to your father. Lest you decide to come back, never look at the mirror." He handed her the small round mirror and he sent her to her home with a gust of smoke with sparkles of gold. There, in her household is the faked tears of her sisters and the sad face of his father. She decided she wanted to stay ayaw from the Beast. One moment more with him, she might not want to depart from his claws. At night, as she slept on her slightly dusty room. She dreamt of him lying on the ground, whispering her name. She woke up anxiously searching for the mirror. She had her heart bent in fear but now, she knew the most fearful tjing. It is to loose something dear when one could’ve done something to keep it. She immediately looked at the mirror and it sucked her into the whirling sphere. She was brought to where the Beast is sprawled. She can hear faint breathing and she kissed him as if to thank he isn’t dead yet. "I’m sorry. I didn’t know I need you." With a whiff of golden smoke, the Beast rose to his feet. Happy to see her. He brought her to his arms and kissed her. They shared a late dinner together and slept on the same room. The Beast invited her to his bed and she accepted without hesitation. She sat on his hairy thigh and he could see her chest rise and relax as she breaths. She brushed her chest against his. He growled as he felt his d1ck harden against his pants. She slowly removed her night gown and she sat there, *****, looking at his eyes. "You might regret this." The Beast warned her. She didn’t take heed and instead, she undressed him too. Touching his muscled chest, his abdomen and grasped when her hand reached his bulge. How could she fit it in? He but back his moan as she tried to wrap her fingers around his enormous phallus. The Beast had refrained from actually having s3x with her all this time. Perhaps this is the reason why. It’s growing in her hands. Her heart is in her mouth as she can discern her doubt whether or not to zcontinue what she initiated. To stop is too cruel. "I’ll be gentle." He said. Doubt is still in her mind. Will gentleness help? She laid her back on he bed. Preparing herself for the impossible. He poked her entrance a little so slowly and decided she needed to loosen up. He whistled for his coat hanger. There, again, stood the slithery furniture. It crawled up to the bed and on to her belly. It nestled there for some time waiting for the next command. The Beast ordered it to do her good. Just like the last time, it played on her sweet nub for a while before entering her groove. It’s head plunged utself inside her, not waiting for her to think. It slipped in and out until her nerve endings felt nothing but the explosive pleasure between her loins. The room became a small world of untold fantasies. The blanket grabbed each or her legs and held them apart. She’s vocal when she cvms and no one is there to hear except those living furnitures. Before she could actually reach her climax, the Beast took over and she felt searing pain. Her pvssy just welcomed his d1ck despite the pain and blood rolled down her ∆sscrack. She felt it hot. Somehow, the pain quickly faded as the Beast started to move his hips. His grunts we’re louder. She looked down and she could see his huge member as it impaled her. He rocked his ∆ss back and forth and held her waist in place. He’s fvcking her fast and furious and her world spun in circles. Her tiny body convulsed and her back arched as his c0ck hits the deepest part of her sensitive womb and she came. The Beast is far from coming and he pounded on her cvnt some more. Nudging all her sides. She couldn’t make count of how many times she came. The beat growled again and pushed himself once more before he let jerked his load inside her used pvssy. She closed her eyes and felt him fill her up. He dropped his body on her. She just wondered why it didn’t crush her to death. She blinked and saw him no longer the hairy monster. Lying over her ***** body is a.handsoke man. He opened her eyes and noticed the sudden change. He touched her face and he can feel the soft skin instead of the grizzly hair. At last, the curse I’d gone. "Ehem." Someone coughed. The coat hanger. Smiled and excused himself. Giving Belle a wink. She blushed. Seeing him in human form would make her think of how delicious he roamed her body and how he poked her a couple of times. He grinned ear to ear as he knew of that fact too. The curtain dropped and it transformed into a beautiful woman. She smiled at them excused herself too. The blanket curled itself to the side and it became a young man. Belle has been fvcked by those people and she was fvcked well. She knew her remaining days in the castle will never be normal even after the cursed is lifted. The Beast kissed her lips. The with closed their eyes and cherished the moment. After that, with the consent of all parties involved, they continued to enjoy each other’s company for the rest of their lives. Which included wild sex and some occasional orgi3s. Disclaimer: Everything in this book is purely made of fiction. There is no way the author is practicing any of the activities herefore stated. The author is too much of a shut-in writer and didn’t have the skills to interact with people. Therefore, everything narrated were all products of research and imagination. Enjoy! (a/n: I am pleased to oblige on your requests as it seems that many likes Beauty and the Beast. I also must implore you, dearest readers for misspellings. I don’t have the skill for proofreading, you see or maybe I’m just a little too lazy.)