La Beauté et Le Bȇte

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La Beauté et Le Bȇte

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Le Bȇte, the beast, that is all he had heard all his miserable life. He was a creature that was the result of the unnatural mating of a Drake and a human female. She was unaccepted in the realm of the lesser dragons, so she fled back to her own kind with her child. At first he had appeared to be a normal baby with the exception that he had claws instead of finger nails and the line of fine scales that ran up his spine. By the time the child was a year old his body was covered with a fine modeled scales that now covered his body. Humanity could not accept this half-breed abomination. Le Bȇte’s mother had died when he was less than two years old, and his grandfather had sold the innocent young child into slavery. The beast’s life was one of cages, displayed as a freak of nature. As he grew older and stronger his owners forced him to do heavy labor. Like all slaves of humanity he was tattooed, a mark that never could be hidden. To them he was nothing more than an animal. This treatment, his bedrail by his human grandfather, festered and began to mold Le Bȇte and lit a dark unholy fire deep in his soul.

Le Bȇte life had changed in a very unexpected way. When the kingdom, where his life had been an unending horror, suddenly changed, when the kingdom of Navar sought the aid of the Dragon realm against the Castilians. The dragons demanded that all the Drakes and half-breeds held in captivity be freed. The dragons did not look down on the off spring of Drakes and other creatures. Those off spring had the Dragon Blood flowing through their veins and that was all that mattered. Freed Le Bȇte now looked for a means to reap his revenge on humanity. What did they value Most? Ah their sweet innocent chaste daughters. It was then that he had decided that these sweet innocent daughters of Eve would be the ones to pay for all the ills that he had suffered at men’s hands. His Thoughts were interrupted when her heard a commotion in the market. Le Bȇte http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd399/cgraven/323213_356987821040093_68067609_o.jpg drew the hood of his cloak low so as to hide his features and turned towards the source of the commotion.

A wry smile bowed Le Bȇte’s thin lips at the sight that greeted him. A stunning young beauty was standing on the auction block, a place Le Bȇte knew well. The sweet young girl had a peaches and cream complexion her hair was like spun tawny gold, and her soft eyes were stunningly beautiful and expressive. It was if they were a window on her chaste young soul. Le Bȇte watched from the shadows as a dwarf came up to the girl and suddenly ripped open the bodice of her dress bearing her firm proud young breasts to the gathering crowd. It slowly dawned on this young beauty that she was in fact being sold by her uncle.The crowd's offers explode from a few chickens or strips of meat to entire goats or cows as they vied to posses her. A grubby swine header offered two of his fat hogs,

"one for each of those fat tits!"

He snort loudly like one of his pigs, and the boorish elements in the crowd without anything to trade laughed.

“Show us her legs!”

One man called from the middle of the crowd

“Show us all of her, let’s see her naked as the day she was born!

The cruel little dwarf smiled as he addressed the crowd.

“Who will pay to see her legs, to strip her shoes and stocking from our sweet young Miss.”

The bidding once more became heated and a gnarled farmer won the bid with half a side of bacon. The dwarf nodded.

The gnarled farmer slipped one of the girl’s shoes from her dainty foot, and then the other, his calloused hands slid up the sensual curve of the girl’s clave and crept higher up her leg, caressed her inner thigh and brushed her maiden’s treasure before he rolled down her stocking. The man’s eyes shimmered with lust as once more his hands slid under the helm of the girl’s dress to strip away her other stocking.

What am I offered for our sweet girl’s skirt?

The hapless young beauty’s uncle was pleased with the extra that the dwarf was getting for her.

 

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Rose tried her hardest to cover herself from the prying eyes of the villagers, but it was becoming trickier with the dwarf constantly finding new ways to strip and humiliate her. Every time her hand drifted away from her bosom, the crowd erupted in cheers. It felt as though a riot would break out.

So focused on protecting her modesty, she didn't notice the cloaked figure wading through the crowd intently, approaching the platform.

She screamed and covered her mound as the dwarf cupped and rubbed it, and tried to pull her stockings back up. But he ripped them from her, leaving her smooth legs bare. Rose was bent over, and in the confusion, the uncle lifted her peasant skirt to show her naked buttocks to the people.

 

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What a little wild cat this chaste daughter of Eva was as she so desperately fought to protect her modesty from the cruel little dwarf even as she fought against the swine herder from striping her of her stocking. Rose’s desperate struggles allowed her wicked uncle lifted her peasant skirt to show her naked buttocks to the people as the hapless beauty bent over, and in the confusion.

“Ummmm so deliciously tight!”

The dwarf snickered as he cupped Rose’s mound and his thumb rolled her clit beneath its pad, coaxing its hooded hiding place.

Le Bȇte stepped to the edge of the crowd, his features still masked by his clock’s hood.

“One sliver piece for the little wildcat’s dress!”

The sunlight glinted off the coin that that he held in his gloved hand. Rose’s uncle quickly grasped the coin and nodded to the dwarf.

“Shall we see what you’re hiding under that dress of yours Little Wildcat?

Le Bȇte drew off his gloves his clawed fingers entwined into Rose’s tawny copper gold hair, his other hand viciously ripped Rose’s dress from her. His clawed hands lift the peasant blouse and skirt to tatters until they feel from her gorgeous young body leaving her standing there in his grasp, naked as the day she was born bared to the leering and lusting crowd. Le Bȇte savored the young beauty’s humiliation and the scarlet blush that turned her the most delicious shade of pink from the tip of her little button nose to the tips of her toes.

“Two gold pieces for her………..”

Le Bȇte paused for a little more than a heartbeat.

“…and she is mine, no restriction,……..my slave to do with as I please!”

The crowd could not believe that he was offering gold for the girl. His eyes met her uncle’s and then they met Rose’s, they were cold, gold, reptilian eyes, and the eyes of a beast.

 

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Rose stood hunched over, hiding her petite body with her hands. Her cheeks were burning red in shame, what was happening to her?

"Three pieces and you have a deal." Her uncle told Le Bete.

"What?" Rose shrieked. "You can't, you mustn't allow me to be taken away by this thing!? Where is your sense of decency, of honor?"

The dwarf laughed. "Decency has no place where gold is concerned." The crowd agreed and joined in the laughter.

She wanted to kick the dwarf, but before she could act on the impulse, her uncle twisted her ear and she winced in pain. She squealed and batted her hands at him uselessly. The pain made her drop to her knees.

"You shall not make noise while men are speaking!" He barked at her. "Now quiet!"

He released her, leaving her on the ground with the dwarf lording over her.

 

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Rose lay on the auction block curled like an infant in her mother’s womb as she tried to hide her gorgeous young body from the prying eyes of the crowd.

"Three pieces and you have a deal."

"What? You can't, you mustn't allow me to be taken away by this thing!? Where is your sense of decency, of honor?"

The hapless young beauty shrieked in disbelief that her uncle was actually selling her to,….to,…this thing.

"Decency has no place where gold is concerned."

The dwarf taunted the naked young beauty even as her uncle grabbed her ear as if she was a naughty little child needing correction. Her uncle twisted her ear and Rose winced in pain. She squealed and batted her hands at him uselessly as he forced his niece to her knees.

"You shall not make noise while men are speaking!.......... Now quiet!"

Rose’s uncle chastised her.

In that moment of confusion, as Rose’s uncle turned once more to the beast holding up the golden coins, the cruel little dwarf drew Rose’s hands behind her back and bound them their denying the hapless young virgin the ability to hide her nakedness from the crowd. The dwarf held her there kneeling, upright, her firm young breasts thrust up and out as if being offered to the crowd. The sparse downy golden fleece of her Venus Mound did little to hide her virgin’s treasure from the leering crowd.

While the dwarf was displaying Rose’s youthful charms to the crowd, he delighted in humiliating the
beauty. Rose could hear the Clink, Clink, Clink of the golden coins as they fell into her uncle’s outstretched hand. Rose’s life of carefree youth, freedom, and innocence came to an end with the drop of that last coin.

Le Bȇte came to the kneeling girl, his eyes were cold, unfeeling as he gazed down into her tear shimmering eyes. He handed the dwarf a thick black leather collar which the demonic little creature tightly buckled around Rose’s slender throat. Le Bȇte loved thew contrast between the young beauty
s flawless ivory skin and the dark smooth surface of the slave collar. He clipped a leash to that collar as the dwarf locked the collar into place.

“Come!”

Le Bȇte hissed as he gave the bound naked young beauty’s leash a tug to lead her out of the slave market, out of her life of freedom, into a world where her value lay in her youth and beauty, and her ability to please her Master and into the unknown. But first this sweet young beauty needed to receive the tattoo that would forever mark her as a pleasure slave.

 

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"No! Please!"

Rose tried to resist, but La Bete's arm was strong, he nearly yanked the petite girl to the floor. He would have drug her across the floor if she hadn't managed to gain her footing at the last moment.

The crowd continued watching them, and she tried her best to hide from them, hunching over, letting her hair hang over her chest, and tried to hide her derriere with her chained hands. The effort was futile, and the jeering of the crowd reminded her of that.

La Bete skulked through the marketplace, brushing past merchants and villagers, leading the beauty towards a dark shop.

 

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"No! Please!"

Rose pleaded as Le Bȇte dragged the naked, humiliated, young virgin through the bustling market. Bound and dragged as she was there was little the chaste young beauty could do to hide her naked charms from the leering and gearing crowd. The girl met the lecherous eyes of men and a few women who in better days been guests of her father know they licked their lips wishing that was they that had bought her and would have her at their mercy.

The sobbing young beauty was dragged towards a dark shop, a shop all in the city knew all too well and feared, for it was where new slaves were Tattooed, the mark that would stripped them of their humanity and declare to all that they were property that could be bought and sold if the price was right. A greasy man leaned against the door post.

“How may I be of service Sir”

Though he spoke to Le Bȇte his eyes drank in the naked charms of the stunning young beauty.

“Two marks ….. The first the mark of a pleasure slave just below her right ear, the scarlet rose.”

Le Bȇte’s voice cold emotionless.

“The second …again the scarlet rose the mark of a pleasure slave in the soft hallow where her hip and thigh meet so all that take her will know just what she is.”

Rose now had no doubts what her fate would be.

The greasy little man dragged the helpless young beauty in and prepared to Tattoo her as her Master had directed.

 

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Rose was led by the leash into the artist's cramped little shop, and forced to lie on her stomach on a table. Her hands were still bound, and she writhed like a fish, hoping to turn her body enough to maneuver off the table and back onto her feet. She rocked back and forth, close to the edge until she felt the collar around her neck tighten. The greasy man had leashed her to the railing. And just when she had discovered that, she felt a sharp pain in her buttock.

"AAAA!"

The man brought a loop of leather down hard on her fleshy young buttock. She screamed, and he did it again and again.

She cried when he stopped, and he held the loop in front of her eyes menacingly.

"Never move when you're on a tattooist's table." He warned her. "You don't want to displease your paying master, or the man with the needle, understand?"

He let her nod, then lowered his glasses, sat on his stool, and began marking her.

 

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"AAAA!"

Rose squealed as the leather strap cracked against the firm flesh of the young virgin’s derrière. The greasy little man seemed to relish this young innocent’s screams screamed, again and again that leather strap came down until creamy ivory skin was decorated with a fine lattice work of crimson stripe across her firm little ass. It did not take long for the hapless beauty to discover that this man had leashed her to the railing as she bucked and thrashed under the blows from his leather strap. Finally he paused for a moment and held the loop in front of Rose’s tear shimmering eyes menacingly.

"Never move when you're on a tattooist's table…….. You don't want to displease your paying master, or the man with the needle, understand?"

His voice carried a sharp warning for the hapless beauty that had just been sold into slavery and to a beast at that. She nodded her tawny golden head. As the man took his seat and brushed aside Rose’s golden silken mane,

“This is going to hurt girl!’

He drew the rose in the soft spot just below her right ear. Then he placed the needle to her silken skin and tapped it with his little mallet. Again and again this procedure was repeated until the hark that proclaimed her a pleasure slave was complete. Now it was time for the scarlet rose that would be placed in the hollow where Rose’s hip and thigh met, and where everyone who took her would know just what she now was a pleasure slave.

” Sir shall I shave her Venus Mons so you can enjoy the lines and contours of her chaste young pussy.”

“yes”

Was Le Bȇte’s cold emotionless answer.

The man grinned as he began to lather Rose delicate pussy.

Be very still girl lest I cut you.

He touched the cold steel to the girl’s warm supple skin. Each rasping pass left nothing but bare skin in the razors path. Soon there was not even a single golden hair to hide Rose’s delicate pussy from her Master’s view.

Now for your next mark Girl.

Once more the hapless young beauty felt the needle pressed to her sensitive skin and she did not need the greasy little man to tell her it was going to hurt.

 

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It took over an hour for the man to mark Rose, and every prick of the needle stretched it out.

When he turned her over, he took her wrists and bound them to the table legs, then did the same with her ankles. She was spread out on the table, unable to close her legs. She squirmed and shook the table, but could not budge from her spot.

She shut her eyes in shame when he began shaving her, she wanted to crawl into a hole and die from humiliation. His work with the razor was as intimate as his work with the needle, and he left her without a single hair. He seemed to enjoy tracing the shape of her mound and pelvis.

Her skin was still tingling when he was finished with the razor, so each new needle prick was fresh, she felt it more acutely than she had before.

She was exhausted when he was finished, her jaw sore from clenching her teeth, her mouth dry from begging him to stop, and she was so terrified, she had almost spent herself on his table. It was only out of fear of another beating that she was able to hold it in. When he unstrapped her, she would have to run to the bathroom.