Behind the Gates of the Beast

[wideeyedone]

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Adeline had spent her entire life in the village of Torrine. Her father was the inn keeper and he had raised his daughter at his side as he fed and sheltered travelers. She had heard the tales of the Viscount Babineaux. Some men said he was half beast. Some said he was cruel because of his scars. Some of the working women who brought their paramours to the inn whispered tales of his dungeon. Adeline and her friends would sometimes skitter close to the iron gates around his estate but she was too afraid to even touch the bars.

Now that she was a young woman, she knew her father was just a breath from being destitute. She watched him age before his time. He had no dowry to wed her off. She heard him whisper to patrons, trying to collect his debts. It took time and pressing to find out that he owed money to the brutish Viscount. He owed more money than he could pay. The viscount was going to have him thrown in debtor's prison.

Adeline could not allow that to happen. She dressed in her nicest gown. It was simple blue broadcloth. It had dalmatian sleeves that fit her slender arms. She fastened her leather belt about her hips. She brushed out her dark hair and let it hang down her back. She wrote a simple note to her father explaining what she planned to do. She slipped out of the inn in the middle of the night and walked the dark path to the Viscount's gates.

His guard stood at the gate. She had to clear her throat to speak to him.

"I am here to see the Viscount. To pay the inn keeper's debts." Her voice shook. The guard unlocked the heavy gate and let her in. He closed the gate behind her with a clatter. He locked the gate again.

"I will escort you, girl." His voice was gruff and he didn't look at her. His hand closed around her upper arm and then he walked her up the steep and winding path to the great house. Adeline tried to be brave but as they approached the dark house, she found herself shaking. She bit her lip so hard she began to taste blood.

The guard took her through the back door that led through the kitchens. The house seemed cavernous, it was so empty and big. The sound of their feet on the stone floor seemed to echo. He brought her to the great room.

"Wait here." The guard ordered. Adeline looked up at him with her golden hazel eyes.

"I will not leave. I will wait right here. I give you my word." Adeline whispered.

 

[cgraven]

Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux had been one of le Roy Francis most accomplished soldiers and one of the handsomest Officer of the kings Musketeers. He was a favorite with the ladies of the king’s court. He was a devoutly religious man and he was betrothed to the Lady Genève. It was his honor to present his beloved and betrothed Genève to the King at court. What Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux did not know was that the king would lust to make the stunning young golden haired beauty his concubine, nor that the riches and honors that he offered to Genève and her family would result in his beloved betraying him and their love. Francis was shocked when Lucien Séduire swore to expose the Kings debauchery. That threat is what had led to Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux posting to the Spanish front he and his Musketeers unsupported. Yet even in the Kings betrayal Lucien had saved his men by setting fire to their munitions. Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux was fighting tooth and nail with the advance guard of the Spaniards when he was caught in the explosion. A lesser man would have had the good sense to die.

Lucien de Séduire selfless act to save his men not only rallied his Musketeers, but rallied the entire French Army that came rushing to his aid driving the Spanish from the field and giving France a glorious victory. His burnt and scared body was carried from the battlefield a hero, but much to the chagrin of the King and Genève a live hero. Yet they had little to fear from him betrayed by his love and his king the disfigured hero retired to his estate. Not only was his body scared but his soul as well as Lucien de Séduire turned his back on God, compassion, and the world that had betrayed him.

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One of Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux Musketeers brought him word that a young beauty had come to pay her father’s debts. Lucien drew his cloak tightly around him and the hood of his cloak masking his face. His gate was determined and his foot falls echoed through the Chateau with a sound of doom. He studied the young beauty from the shadows for a moment before he spoke from the darkness.

“What is your name girl?............So you have come to pay your Father’s debts.”

His voice dark, a hint of a lisp, a voice felt as much as heard. And yet he still had not stepped from the shadows to reveal himself to her.

 

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Adeline was still shaking when she heard the pounding steps of the viscount. She bit her lip. And she looked around, waiting. Seeking some sort of solace. And then she heard his voice. She froze stock still.


"My name is Adeline Porcher. My father is the keeper of the inn." The words tumbled from her mouth in a combination of a whisper and a squeak. Her youth and fear were apparent with every syllable. "He doesn't know I am here. He has been trying to get patrons to pay what they owe him. But he has only a fraction of what he owes you."


Adeline tried to stand with her head tall.

"I am here to offer myself in his place. Perhaps, I could come into service for you. One of the women....the women who..." She stumbled over what to call the women who patronized the inn with their guests. There was no polite way to refer to them.

"One of the women, she said...." She gulped in a deep breath of air. " She said I might be to your taste." The words tangled in her throat. She trembled and looked to the shadows. "Please, Sir. My father is old and weak. He will never earn what he owes you. And he will die in debtor's prison. But I am young and strong. I cook and clean and sew at the inn." She bit her lip again.

She clasped her hands together. She tried to be still but she couldn't. She looked to the shadows with her eyes brimming with tears.

"Please, I ask for your mercy." Her tender whisper fell from her lips into the silent, dark air.

 

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”My name is Adeline Porcher. My father is the keeper of the inn. He doesn't know I am here. He has been trying to get patrons to pay what they owe him. But he has only a fraction of what he owes you."

The words came tumbling over Adeline’s moist ripe lips as if she was afraid if she took a breath she would be unable to speak.

"I am here to offer myself in his place. Perhaps, I could come into service for you. One of the women....the women who...... One of the women, she said......... She said I might be to your taste.”

The young dark haired beauty was blushing hotly, her pale flawless cheeks now crimson as she stumbled over her words. She turned her stunning hazel eyes to the darkness.

"Please, Sir. My father is old and weak. He will never earn what he owes you. And he will die in debtor's prison. But I am young and strong. I cook and clean and sew at the inn."

So this little beauty was offering herself as a maid and cook.

The words tangled in her throat. She trembled and looked to the shadows. "Please, Sir. My father is old and weak. He will never earn what he owes you. And he will die in debtor's prison. But I am young and strong. I cook and clean and sew at the inn."

Lucien de Séduire mocking scuffing laughter echoed through the darken room while Adeline begged him to have mercy on her father. Oh that sweet angelic voice, the soulful pleading for mercy, he had heard it all before yet it was the soft doleful innocence of that softly whispered angelic voice, so like his faithless love Genève, that sealed Adeline’s fate. So she was told that she might be to his taste.

“So you wish to enter my service to pay off your father’s debts Mademoiselle Porcher.”

There was now a dry rasping quality to the unseen Viscounts voice , like dry autumn leaves driven before the wind.

“ I have no need for another cook or scullery bitch mademoiselle. What then a maid? I have no need for a maid either.”

Lucien scoffed at young Adeline. He took a step forward to stand just at the edge of his shadowed realm.

“What then do you have to offer me in payment of your father’s debt Mademoiselle Porcher?”

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline's tears began to fall as she listened to the Viscount's raspy rejection. Adeline was innocent, but she knew what the whore had meant when she said that Adeline might be to the Beast's taste.

Adeline sipped in slow breaths, steeling herself. She could hear his breathing. Her hands trembled as she unfastened her belt. She allowed it to fall to the floor. She slipped out of her simple shoes, and then she brushed her tears away.She swiped away her tears with the back of her hand like a child.

She only cried harder as she unlaced her dress. Her dress was simple. The fabric spun by a merchant in the village. The blue fabric highlighted her pale skin, in the firelight he could see the freckles that dusted her cheeks and the bridge of her nose.

Adeline stripped off her gown, and then her chemise. She stood in the pool of light from the massive stone fireplace.

"This is all I have to offer you. I have heard that you like to mark pale skin." Her voice was almost too soft to hear. She lowered her eyes and waited.

 

[cgraven]

Lucien de Séduire did not stir from the edge of his dark shadowed world. He stood at the boundary of Adeline's world of light and beauty, a world that mocked him. Lucien de Séduire watched silently , passively as Adeline's the young girls delicate hands went to the leather cincture around her waist. He watched as it feel to the floor the girl’s tears of sorrows and regrets for the life she had hoped for slowly slipped from like the clothing she wore slipped from her body till all her girlish hopes and dreams had vanished and she stood in all her youthful naked glory before the man that she was now offering herself to.

There was a moment of true innocence when Adeline wiped her tears from her eyes and cheeks with the back of her hand like a lost frightened little girl and Lucien de Séduire realized that was exactly what she was Alost little girl

"This is all I have to offer you. I have heard that you like to mark pale skin."

Lucien steeled himself, her father owned him money, and she was willing to pay the debt, her honor and virtue were none of his concern Genève had taught him that lesson all too well.

“ So Mademoiselle Porcher how many lovers have you spread your legs for to help pay your fathers debts?”

Lucien de Séduire stepped across that line that separated the worlds of darkness, and light. His bunt and scared body still cloaked and hooded. With each step he took the closer Adeline’s fate closed in on her till there would be no place to run and hide.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline sniffled as the Viscount came closer. But she still could not see him. He was shrouded in a heavy cloak.

"I have had no lovers. I was promised to someone. But my father could not pay the wed price. I think it is one of the reasons he started borrowing money."

Adeline swept her dark hair over her shoulder, trying to hide behind the veil of her hair.

"He kissed me, Twice. But I never took him to my bed."

Adeline knelt on the cold stone floor. She wasn't sure why, but she thought if she lowered herself, perhaps he would relent and accept her as payment.

Adeline looked around the room, there were guards on the periphery of the room. She could hear their movements.

"Please, I will do as you ask. I will obey. I will become whatever it is you seek."

 

[cgraven]

"I have had no lovers. I was promised to someone. But my father could not pay the wed price. I think it is one of the reasons he started borrowing money………. He kissed me, Twice. But I never took him to my bed."

Adeline confessed as her tears now freely caressed her flawless cheeks. The young dark haired beauty fell to her knees, her stunning hazel eyes nervously shifted about the room as Lucien de Séduire silently closed the distance between them.

"Please, I will do as you ask. I will obey. I will become whatever it is you seek."

Adeline pleaded those sweet tear shimmering golden hazel eyes gazed up at the hooded and cloaked figure of the Viscount of Babineaux, his very image seemed to confirm the worst of the whispered rumors about the Viscount.

“Stand Mademoiselle Porcher…………..”

Lucien’s gloved hand cupped Adeline chin his thumb almost tenderly wiped her tears from her cheek, as he drew the young virgin to her feet.

“………….Place your hands at the nape of your neck Mademoiselle elbows straight out to your sides!”

Lucien de Séduire let his gloved hand slip from Adeline’s chin, he adjusted her position to suite his fancy then slowly started circling the trapped the young beauty. The gloved tips of his fingers trailed across the firm seductive curve of her derrière. He admired the way her position thrust her firm young breasts up and out as if this young innocent beauty was offering them to him.

“ Many have come to me Mademoiselle Porcher claiming to be innocent…….young…….virgins, but they lied Mademoiselle…………..”


As Lucien de Séduire spoke his gloved fingers hefted Adeline’s breasts his thumb grazed her puckered nipple, trailed down across the young virgin’s quivering abdomen. His dark soulless hazel eyes held Adeline’s own golden hazel eyes as he slowly pulled the kid glove from his hand, a hand that was horrible scared.

“…………Shall we see if you are a liar Mademoiselle Porcher?”

One scared finger slid along Adeline’s soft roes pedal virginal folds, be forte dipping into her chaste young body.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline tried to hide her disgust when he ungloved his curled hand. A raw ragged gasp escaped her lips. She bit her lip trying to stay silent, she did not break her position. She steeled herself as his hand slid down her body. And then his finger slipped inside of her. A tiny squeak slipped from her mouth.

His hand found her tight and her virginity intact. She stood on her tiptoes trying to escape his intruding fingers.

"I am chaste. I swear it. Please...." She heard a chuckle from the guard in the doorway. She hung her head in shame. Silent tears fell down her cheeks and dropped onto her pert breasts.

She began to shiver even though she stood in the light and warmth of the fire.


"Do I please you? Will I serve as payment, Sir?"

 

[cgraven]

The staggered gasp that escaped Adeline’s lips at the sight of Lucien de Séduire scared hand was to be expected. Yet the way the fragile petite young beauty held the position of display that Lucien had placed her in was not. He pushed the girl further as his scared gnarled finger wormed its way into her chaste young body. She stood on her tiptoes in a futile attempt to escape his inspection of her innocence. Adeline was openly sobbing as she pleaded with her tormentor.

"I am chaste. I swear it. Please...."

Mocking laughter from the dark shadows of the room assaulted Adeline and knowing that her humiliation was witnessed by others only increased her shame. Her lithe young body was now shivering with the indignity of what de Séduire was doing to her

"Do I please you? Will I serve as payment, Sir?"

Lucien did not answer Adeline but slowly worked his gnarled and sacred finger in and out of her tight little pussy in a mock parody of what soon would be the young virgin’s fate. In and out of that tight little pussy, in and out his finger plunging deeper each time it slid with in her. In and out of that sweet delicious little pussy testing and gauging her gorgeous young body’s reactions until the tip of that defiling finger brushed the thin barrier of Adeline’s maidenhead the physical proof of her chaste innocence.

“Mademoiselle Porcher it seems you are what you claim………..a virgin.”

Lucien de Séduire paused a moment his dark soulless eyes searching the clear tear shimmering depths of Adeline’s eyes. Even as he spoke a second finger joined the first seesawing in and out of Adeline’s pussy.

“Ah but the question is, are you innocent Mademoiselle.”

Lucien de Séduire knowing fingers pushed the trapped little virgin to the edge of the abyss that promised her sinfully forbidden pleasure. Lucien held Adeline there tittering on the brink and then with a flutter of his fingers pushed her over the edge and into that dark sinful abyss of sinful an unimagined pleasure.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline held her position but her arms began to shake. She looked up at the Viscount.

"What is happening to me? I feel as if I can't breathe." Her voice was ragged and barely registered above a whisper. She felt a pool of heat in her concave belly and it started to wash over her.


"Please.... Please." She could speak no longer. A raw needy sound bubbled out of her mouth and her hips began to wriggle. She closed her eyes and trembled before him.


Adeline had never been touched this way, nor had she touched herself like this. She felt him push in another finger.

 

[cgraven]

Lucien de Séduire enjoyed the way Adeline supple young body twisted and bucked on his fingers as he pushed the young beauty over the edge to be engulfed by her orgasm.

"What is happening to me? I feel as if I can't breathe."

Those simple desperately gasped words, Adeline’s voice a choked, breathy, whisper, attested to her chaste innocence even as a third finger slid into the young beauty’s tight little pussy. de Séduire rippled several more damning orgasms from Adeline’s gorgeous young body, his fingers slipped from her chaste young body as the Adeline fell to her knees overcome by the forbidden pleasure that Lucien had ripped from her lithe young body.

"Please.... Please."

Again the young beauty begged her angelic was a soft haggard whisper, tears of humiliation and shame staining her flawless cheeks.

“It appears that you are as innocent as you claim Mademoiselle Porcher?”

Lucien turned his back on the kneeling panting young virgin. He stooped to pick up her discarded chemise and held it out to Adeline.

“Rise and put this on Mademoiselle Porcher less you excite my guards’ base nature.”

Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux sneered at the shamed young beauty.

“It is time to see if you are pleasing enough Mademoiselle to enter into my service.”

Again de Séduire turned his back on Adeline Porcher his footfalls once more echoing with the sound of doom. He paused looked over his shoulder at the still kneeling girl.
“Either follow Mademoiselle or return or bid your father good bye.”

It was now time for Adeline to either flee from the nightmare her young life was becoming or rise and become this hooded monster’s sexual play toy.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline whimpered as she fell to the floor. She looked up at the Viscount. She stared at his hand as he held out her chemise. she took the garment with shaking fingers. She clambered to her feet and followed him down the dark passageway.

Her bare feet made almost no made sound against the cold stone floor. But she felt as if her heartbeat was loud enough that her new master could hear it.

"I will work hard to please you." Her voice was so very soft, but earnest.

She had to walk quickly to keep his pace. Her foot caught a crack in the floor and she tumbled to the floor. She tried to catch herself but she fell in a tangle of limbs.

She hit the floor with such force that she lost her breath. It took her a moment to collect herself and get back to her feet.

 

[cgraven]

Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux heard the padding of Adeline’s bare little feet on the stone floor as she hurried after him desperate to save her father from the horrors that Lucien de Séduire could legally enforce on his delinquent debtor.

"I will work hard to please you."

The young beauty’s angelic voice was so very soft, and earnest. It was clear that the naive little virgin had no idea of what fate had truly in store for her that she would not be working as a scullery bitch or chamber maid despite what the master of the Chateau Dèsespéré. Lucien heard the young beauty stumble and fall but neither turned or slowed his pace.

The Master of Chateau Dèsespéré led the naïve young beauty down a winding staircase to stop before a heavy iron bound oaken door. Lucien pushed open that intimidating door, its hinges creaked with a sound of doom. Adeline beheld Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux torture chamber,

“Enter Mademoiselle Porcher shall we see how sweetly your pale soft skin marks?”

As Lucien de Séduire rasped his question clamped manacles around Adeline’s delicate wrist as the terrified girl sank to her knees. The innocent young beauty’s last chance to escape her fate evaporated with the cold metallic embrace of those manacles.

 

[wideeyedone]

The low light in the twisted cold corridors made it hard for Adeline to see. She put her hand out against the cold iron staircase. Her heart sank in her chest as they descended the stairs. She whispered a prayer as she took each step, but when she saw the door before her, she wondered if the Holy Mother could hear prayers all the way from hell.

The Viscount told her he was going to see how her pale skin marked. She blinked hard fighting the tears that threatened to fall. He unlocked the heavy door and it opened easily. She walked inside and tried to see around the dark chamber. He lit a sconce on the wall, and she gasped aloud as she looked around the Viscount’s torture chamber.

She stood stock still as he closed the heavy manacles around her wrists. She felt as if the cuffs weakened her just from their weight. She looked at the implements hanging in orderly rows around the room. Whips, floggers, paddles, blades, and things she couldn’t even name hung from hooks and pegs on the walls. She saw several cages of various sizes.

The delicate fabric of her chemise clung to her skin, in the brilliant blaze of the firelight, her shape was on display. The peaks of her firm breast poked against the fabric in the chilled air, the slight vee of hair between her legs was a shadow beneath the smooth linen.
“Will I die in this room?” Adeline asked in a strangled whisper. Tears silently slid down her cheeks as she looked up at her captor.

 

[cgraven]

Adeline stood stock still as Lucien closed the heavy manacles around her delicate wrists.

“Will I die in this room?”

Adeline’s soft angelic voice was a strangled whisper, her tears silently slid down her cheeks as she gazed up at her captor and Master. The Master of Chateau Dèsespéré met the innocent young virgin’s gaze his eyes showed no hint mercy, they were dark soulless pools of shimmering of hazel fire.

“No you shall not die here Mademoiselle Porcher……………………….”

De Séduire eyes seemed to strip away all the self righteous, self sacrifice, which had buoyed her so far to bare her young innocent soul to him. He held her captive in his gazes as he lifted the chain that connected the manacles that held her delicate wrists captive he looped it in the hook of a chain fall. The rattling of the chain caressed Adeline’s senses as her arms were drawn above her head. Lucien de Séduire’s slid down the young virgin’s arms, down the sensual curves of her torso, his hot moist breath washed over Adeline’s slender next. Lucien drew the young virgin’s legs apart and bound them to a spreader bar. Again the chain fall rattled drawing Adeline’s supple gorgeous body taunt as she was forced to stand on her tip toes.

Lucien de Séduire’s hands griped Adeline’s chemise as he tore the fabric. The soft seductive renting of fabric whispered to Adeline as the material slowly parted, the cool air of the dungeon caressing her newly bared flesh. Oh Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux had forced the young virgin to strip naked before him in the great hall but this was different for he had taken all control from this gorgeous young creature. Adeline’s Chemise hung open baring her lithe young body to his lustful gaze once more.

“You are such a delicate creature Mademoiselle……….your flawless skin so soft, so smooth like creamy ivory in color.”

As he spoke, his voice dark sensual, yet as dry as autumn leaves, he suddenly ripped the tattered remains of her chemise from her, faint crimson stripes, against creamy ivory skin, where the fabric had pulled against her flawless skin. Lucien let his finger tips tenderly traced those delicate crimson stripes.

“Ummm so delicate.”

Lucien breathed.

“You mark quite delightful Mademoiselle.”

There was malevolence about the Viscount of Babineaux as he laid out before Adeline several lashes, a riding crop, a flogger, and a cat of nine tails.

“Shall I choose for you Mademoiselle Porcher, or would you rather choose my dear?”

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline shook in her manacles, the air felt cold on her glistening skin. She looked at the implements he laid before him. Her eyes widened as she imagined each of the implements hitting her skin. She winced as she imagined the whips biting her skin or the crop snapping against her with a pop.

"I cannot choose. I cannot." Her voice was a tiny whisper. She clenched her fists, trying to brace for what was to come. She bit her lip, wincing.

She closed her eyes and waited. She could hear him moving near her. She wondered which of the implements he would choose. She heard the rustle of his clothing. Then she heard the swish of the leather in the air. She felt the strips of leather land against her back and then wrap around her side onto her breast. It was if a solid thud hit her back and then a dozen sharp kisses flicked at her breasts.

Even though she tried to brace herself and hold it in but instead she let out a delicious scream that echoed in the torture chamber.

She gasped for breath and tried to recover so that she could take the next strike.

 

[cgraven]

"I cannot choose. I cannot."

Adeline shook with fear of the unknown fear of the caress of leather. She shook and Lucien de Séduire savored the dark haired beauty’s fear. This pale young beauty would pay for Genève’s betrayal, for the mocking jeers and the horror had seen after he was scared and wounded in France’s war against Spain, and for all those pretty little mademoiselles that could not hide their disgust at his disfiguration, and had forced him to the lonely desolation of Chateau Dèsespéré. After all under crown law she has the payment of her Father’s debt.

Oh how sweet innocent little Adeline Porcher danced to the fiery seductive kiss of the flogger. The way her supple gorgeous young body Strained against her bounds how it glistened with a fine sheen of seat, sensually etching and defining her sweet young charms. The CRACK, CRACK, CRACK of the flogger that herald the leather’s seductive kiss. The way those leathery tongues curled around her gorgeous young body, licked at Adeline’s breast and nipples as the fire of their kiss filled every fiber of her young supple body. Lucien de Séduire’s flogger worshiped every square inch of Adeline’s from her proud young breasts to her calves and the sensual swell of her hips as it greedily licked at the chain young beauty’s delicate pussy.

Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux remained silence not a word or sound passed his lips as he let Adeline hanged bound in her chains as her ordeal seemed to continue without end. Then slowly seductively de Séduire began to mix the sensual caress of the leather, with its fiery kiss that had awaken every nerve in Adeline’s lithe young body heightening the flogger’s kiss and the sensual kiss of those leathery tongues as they slid and slithered across the young beauty’s pale shoulders. His dark soulless eyes watching every reaction of the trapped young virgin’s gorgeous young body. Lucien de Séduire laid the flogger for a moment as he slipped off his hooded robe. He retrieved the flogger and then stepped in front of Adeline.

For the first time Adeline Porcher saw Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux without the robe and hood that had cloaked his body from her. He was the beast that villagers had called him. His body was horribly scared by the fire of that explosion yet the right side of Lucien face was untouched a reminder of the man he once was the fine features of a handsome man that was no more. Despite the scaring Lucien body was still that of a soldier, well toned.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline grew weak and faint in her chains. She began to shake as the flogger would caress her skin and then bite into it. Her fair skin was pebbled with goosebumps but also painted with delectable red striped. The skin of her breasts were marked perfectly.

Her skin glistened in the firelight. She no longer screamed. Her screams were replaced with moans and whimpers. Her body was awakened in ways she didn't understand. The anticipation only excited her body more, she did not know if the lash would tease and tantalize or terrorize her until it met her skin.

"I beg of your mercy, my lord." She whispered. Her mouth was dry, but her thighs were wet.

Then he stood before her. He uncloaked himself, and showed her his scarred face.

She could see the juxtaposition of his scars and his handsome face. She looked up at him with surprise but also compassion. She wanted to look away but she did not.

"That must have been so very painful, what will it must have taken for you to survive, my lord. You must have been so very brave. I am not brave. I am so very afraid and confused." She whispered. Her throat was so very dry that her voice cracked.

"May I please have a sip of water, my lord." She lowered her eyes, willing herself not to stare. She saw such pain in his deep blue eyes that it frightened her. A man in so much pain, might need to make others feel as badly as he.

 

[cgraven]

"I beg of your mercy, my lord."

Adeline’s soft angelic voice was barely a choked whisper. Lucien de Séduire saw the complex flash of emotions in Adeline’s stunningly expressive hazel eyes, surprise, shock, fear, and compassion.

"That must have been so very painful, what will it must have taken for you to survive, my lord. You must have been so very brave. I am not brave. I am so very afraid and confused."

Yet though he saw all of the other emotions in those clear hazel depths he misread her compassion as pity. His temper was flaring and yet no sign showed in his own dark and brooding hazel eyes.

"May I please have a sip of water, my lord."

Finally Adeline turned her eyes from him and demurely lowering them from his scared face.

“So my little Dove wants water.”

de Séduire taunted the chained young beauty. The flogger once more curling around her hips, the leathery tongues licking at her pussy.

“ How can I deny you when you plead so sweetly Mademoiselle Porcher”.

Lucien de Séduire looped the flogger around Adeline’s slender neck, the tips of those leathery tongues brushing the young beauty’s tortured nipple with each breath she took. de Séduire dipped his finger into a bowl of water, his free hand gripped Adeline’s chin he snapped her head back and let the cool water drip from his fingers one agonizing drop at a time to moisten the young beauty’s parched lips.

 

[wideeyedone]

The flogger wrapped around her throat forced her face up. It felt like a noose, or a collar, or perhaps something else.

The falls of the flogger teased her nipples as she breathed deeply.

And then there were blissful drops of water on her lips, just sparse dots of water.

Her delicate kitten tongue swept up the droplets of water.

"Thank you." She whispered. A few more drops of water moistened her pink lips. She shivered in her chains. She shook so profoundly that her chains rattled. She hung from her wrists, her knees to weak to hold her up.

"I can take more now, my lord. Thank you for the water." She offered meekly. She closed her eyes and waited for the flogger to leave her neck.

 

[cgraven]

He loved how Adeline arched to each little drop of water that caressed her parched lips, the way the tip of her little pink tongue slid along the sensual bow of her lips.

"Thank you."

Adeline whispered weakly, her breath coming in little gasps as she hung from her chains spread-eagled and her gorgeous young body displayed to perfection. Her body was delicately striped with a fine lattice work of crimson stripes.

"I can take more now, my lord. Thank you for the water."

Adeline meekly offered herself to his pleasure and darkest desires once more.

The young Adeline gorgeous young body had been chastised, Now it was time for her to experience shame. His hands gently, sensual and seductively began to explore Adeline’s lithe young body. He had awoken and set a fire every nerve in that gorgeous supple body and now he would set it afire with a darker hunger. He pressed his body to her back his arm snaked around her waist slid down offer Adeline’s quivering abdomen to once more slip within the girl’s chaste young body. Now Adeline’s shame and seduction began in earnest until the young virgin begged him to take her to use her anything as long as he saited the hunger and fire that now burned within her.

 

[wideeyedone]

Adeline could feel the heat of his body through his clothes as he pressed against her. He held her close, his strong arms taking the weight of her against him. It was a relief to her tired wrists.

But then...

His fingers snaked their way inside of her again, and he found her body, warm and wet and eager for his touch.

Her cheeks flamed with shame. How could she want his touch? How could she want more of him when he had beaten her so? When he had been so cruel? When she had seen his disfigurement. Surely she was just as twisted as he was if that is what she wanted.

Adeline's tears began to fall again. Her body began to shake as his fingers began to saw in and out of her, his fingertips finding just the right place to press and tease.

"Please..... please.... don't do this. Beat me again. Use your other tools, but not this, my lord.... my.... my master." The words tumbled from her lips. She was breathless, her breasts heaving.

"Please, my heart feels like it is going to thunder through my chest." She plead. She threw her head back against his shoulder and her hips started to move, rocking her sex against his fingers, grinding against the heel of his hand.

She moaned like a harlot, except her sounds were honest, she didn't have enough guile to know to fake them. The sounds of shame and pleasure coming from her were unbidden.

 

[cgraven]

Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux savored the way that the young virgin’s body arched to his fingers and the pleasure they brought her even as her pale ivory cheeks blushed scarlet with her shame. Her lithe young body seemed to be in a war of wills with her pious young mind. Tears once more welled in Adeline’s soft hazel eyes.

"Please..... please.... don't do this. Beat me again. Use your other tools, but not this, my lord.... my.... my master………. "Please, my heart feels like it is going to thunder through my chest."

The young virgin pleaded with de Séduire. She had prepared herself to deal with The Beast the whips the marking of her body and even her martyrdom for her father’s honor and to pay the debt that was owed. But nothing had prepared young Adeline Porcher for this erotic, sensual seduction of her treacherous supple young body.

Mater the word had tumbled from Adeline’s moist ripe pink lips as natural as breathing. Her breasts were heaving with the strain to catch her breath, her hips rolled to his fingers as they see-sawed in and out of the young girl’s hot wet pussy. It was if her body was begging Lucien to take her and use her as he wished. Little ripples of pleasure coursed through Adeline’s gorgeous young body each one building on the one before. Each one growing stronger until like the oncoming flood tide Mademoiselle Adeline Porcher was engulfed in a tidal wave of such unimagined pleasure that her young innocent pious mind could not even conceive existed. As Adeline bucked and thrashed in the throes of her first orgasm Lucien de Séduire Viscount of Babineaux played the young Adeline’s innocent lithe body masterfully as he ripped three more soul searing orgasms from the young.

Now with Adeline in the throes of her ecstasy Lucien began to deny her the pleasure that he had let her taste. Time and again he drove Mademoiselle Porcher to the edge of the abyss held her there tittering on the edge were she could almost grasp, almost taste once more that sinfully forbidden pleasure. No this young beauty would have to beg for what her gorgeous supple young body wanted. He would leave her not place to hide. She had offered herself to him and now he took all that Adeline had offered and demanded even more of the young virgin.

 

[wideeyedone]

This new torture was worse than the pain of the lash. Her whole body was on edge. She shook with need, and her breath rawly tore through her chest.

"Please, I can't take any more of this, Master. Please..."

Hiss fingers were expert at toying with her. His fingers would bring her just to the brink and then he would stop.

The last time he stopped she moaned piteously.

"Please, I can't bear it. Please. It.. hurts... well, not exactly.. but it feels so intense." Tears dripped down her cheeks.

Her delicate hands were clenched in fists. Her nails bit into the palms of her hands.

"Please, I beg of you. Please...."