Beauty and the beast- open, PM first.

[Artemidorus]

Beauty lay in the enormous bed, curled up in a ball. Her dress was a simple white thing with a blue corset and her long, silky brown hair was in a loose braid.

"I- I may be stuck here, but at least my father and my sister are safe." She said sadly. The room was nice, fancy and huge, but it wasn't home. She was cold. The stained glass windows were huge, and in the distance she could see the light from the town.

Things here were so strange. There had been a sparkling rose, and a bunch of the servants were- well they were furniture! Some were nice, like the teapot who made her dinner. Some... Some looked at her like they hadn't seen a lady in a little while. At least she was alone now.

She cried into her pillow, her tears lightly wetting the plush fabric. She wondered if she'd ever get used to sleeping here. She wondered what the future held entirely.

"Wow. The big boss sure has good taste." Said a husky voice behind her. Beauty jumped.

"Who- who's there!?" She asked.

The voice just laughed. Out of the shadow stepped a brown, plush chair. It was a dark wood with gold cushions. Horrifyingly, it had eyes and a mouth. "Why are you crying, pretty lady?" It asked with a sinister smirk. Belle tried to scoot off the other side of the bed, but an armoire came to life as well, and moved to that side. She was trapped as they climbed onto the bed.

"No! No! No-" Beauty stammered. "No please- I-"

"You know how long we had to wait in here, pretending to be real furniture?" Gruffed the dresser. "And do you know how long it's been since either of us busted a load?"

"We don't even know if we CAN still bust a load." Groaned the chair. "But we're sure as hell gonna try." He said sinisterly. Fabric snaked out of the armoire and wrapped around her arms and legs, pulling her off the bed and into the floor. Beauty tried to shriek, but another one wrapped around her mouth. The chair wandered around and grabbed her legs, wrapping them up in his arm-rests.

She squirmed and tried to yell, but she couldn't. "Now we knows you're a Virgin." The chair said.

"And we ain't stupid." Said the armoire. "Boss would use us as firewood if we took that pleasure away from him. So we won't."

"Nope." Said the chair. "No, we gonna use you another way." Two of the chairs legs, oddly shaped wooden things, slid up her dress. And pushed it till it was up around her waist. Then they pulled her dress top down till her tits sprung free.

"Look at those nice melons." Drooled the armoire. One of his 'legs' had grown a bit, and he was now stroking it with a coat from inside of him.

"I'm gonna enjoy this." The chair said, as he raised one of his legs as well. It teased her clit, rubbed around in her folds. She was wet against her will. She struggled, but it was no use. She was stretched out between the armoire and the chair.

The wooden dick played in her juices, soaking himself before he lined up with Beauty's other hole. "Which one you think's tighter?" He asked.

The armoire lowered his leg to her mouth. "You ready?"

"Better make it fast before the boss comes." Said the chair, as he plunged into her.

Beauty opened her mouth wide to scream, and momentarily, the fabric moved away. But before any sound could escape, another wooden 'dick' slid into her mouth.

"Mmmfph! Mmmfph!" She groaned, trying to fight as tears rolled down her cheeks and she choked a bit. Both pieces of furniture began ruthlessly fucking her. The scarf that had been covering her mouth moved behind her head to force her mouth down on the dresser's cock. The chair, no longer stunned by how tight her ass was, began to rut against her like a madman.

She was being fucked senseless, and her cunt started dripping. It felt so good, but it was so wrong. She should have bit down on the wooden dick in her mouth, but her tongue lapped and she sucked deep. This was so wrong.

But she desperately wanted something to fill her sex.

 

[kazajin4]

Suddenly as the furniture was assaulting Beauty a massive roar shattered the concentration of all involved and all the furniture froze a look of sheer terror upon there faces, and with just enough time to get away Beauty threw herself on the bed sobbing and trembling her modesty in tatters and the furniture making no move to stop her looked at one another and all at once yelled, “SHIT IT'S THE BOSS!!” They quickly retreated to the corners of the room and tried to look as normal as raping living furniture can do.

The Door was wrenched off its hinges and tossed aside where it splintered like so much confetti, and a hulking figure stood there hulking and gigantic his face shrouded in the shadows and the only thing visable are his glowing yellow eyes, Beauty immediately sprang to life screaming and running for the bed where she threw herself under it quaking and screaming. Beast surveys his new woman quivering under the bed and covering his ears due to her screaming he manages to yell out in a voice rough like gravel, “ENOUGH OF YOUR SCREAMING!! MY SKULL CANNOT TAKE ANYMORE AND WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO!!”.

I stalk around the room using my keen sense of smell I quickly pick up not only the delicious aroma of my new charges juices all over the place however what I do not expect to pick up is this delicious aroma anywhere near the furniture, I stomp over to the furniture and knowing they are skulking I draw myself up to my full height and roar, “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING RAPING THIS WOMAN, SHE IS MINE DO YOU UNDERSTAND DO NOT TOUCH HER AGAIN!” with this I then turn to Beauty still sobbing but no longer screaming I pick up a blanket and offer it as both a towel and handkerchief to the sobbing beauty.

 

[Artemidorus]

Beauty took the blanket, pulling to herself as coverage and comfort. Her eyes filled with fear as she took in the monstrous man. He glanced at the furniture and at him, quivering and shaking. She was terrified. Sure, her father was safe, but was this her fate? To lose her virginity to that monster?

"P-please don't hurt me." she said to him, embarassed. She sure as hell didn't like the furniture, but something- something in her liked what they were doing. She tried to shake away the thoughts.

 

[kazajin4]

I see your eyes fill with fear and as you glance at the furniture I growl lightly under my breath, my eyes snap back to her as she manages to whisper out "P-please don't hurt me" I look at her regarding her beautiful curves seeing her body tense up with fear and I finally take a long deep breath and when I speak my voice has lost some of its gravelly tone and become more regular albeit deep and somewhat gravelly, "fear not the furniture will not harm you again even if they may want to, I have seen to it they know I will rip them to shreds if they do".

I turn to bend down you shrink away in fear however I swiftly bundle you up pick you up and let you down on the bed gently wrapping you further into the blanket, "whatever you may do I am not to be feared they may portray me as a monster, they are wrong about this I am no monster, no more than they are to banish me to live here like a prisoner with nothing but these perverts to keep me company", as I am speaking my cock begins to become erect and pokes into the shreds of trousers I wear however I shuffle to block this.

 

[Artemidorus]

"Th- thats not true. Not all of your staff are perverts. Some seemed nice... And you have me here." she tried to offer a small smilem she didn't think he was as bad as he looked. He had all these books... And he treated her well. So far.

Her eyelids felt heavy, and she was truly exhausted from the day, not only from the brutal treatment she had gotten from the furniture.

 

[kazajin4]

I pick you up as I can see your perfectly exhausted from this whole affair and the ordeal you have gone through, so I carry you to my personal chambers which has on it a very large lamp burning an extremely large armchair and a gigantic bed, made of pure silk it seemed to be the most comfortable bed in the castle. I lay you down and speaking softly I say, "be careful of the furniture that does try and hurt you, I will protect you for as long as I can but they may try it again in the meantime," I wrap you in the covers from this new bed and I let you slowly drift off to sleep. I settle down in the huge armchair slumping in it and picking up a book I begin to read it occasionally noticing your slumbering form.

 

[Artemidorus]

Beauty felt strangely safe with him. He was warm and he wasn't pressing. He wrapped her up and brought her to a different room, a gorgous room with a bueatiful bed. Her eye lids were barely open even before he laid her down, and once he wrapped her up she was completely out.

 

[kazajin4]

I awoke sometime later my cock having a life of its own springing up during my heavy sleep and my claws digging gouges into the floor obviously as the result from a heavy dream, I stretch heavily and yawn looking out for signs of the furniture that had previously raped my new charge, finding none I stomp around to look out the window and surveying the fact its moments before sunrise, I have an idea and a smile forms on my face as I figure out what I am going to do.

I slowly gather you up so as not to wake you and carry you carefully to the open window and finding you in the perfect spot right on my lap I hold you and whisper softly, "wakey wakey sleepy head you need to see this," at first you are frightened at the sight of me but I put a finger to your lips and nod my head in the windows direction and as I do and you finally work up the courage to look you finally see the glowing sun break the horizon as the sun begins to rise and I cuddle you tighter as it does.