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The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart, and as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there. Thus he was denied not only of the pleasure that night, but any other pleasure from that point on. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his twenty-first year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast? Belle was a beautiful young lady who lived alone with her eccentric inventor father just outside of a small French village. Her father had given her his love of learning and she spent hours reading all the books she could get her hands on. She yearned to experience the adventures and thrills that she read about, to explore to experience all that the world had to give, to truly feel alive. But she felt trapped, stifled by the traditional old-fashioned customs of her provincial little town where they had recently moved. She tried to talk to her father about it, but he was always so preoccupied with his inventions, he did not notice her needs. Trapped in this small town, Belle tried to experience as much as she could. Given that there was no far off places to explore, or daring swordfights, magic spells, or princes around like she had read about in her books, Belle tried to experience other themes she had read about, like romance and love. She wanted to be swept off her feet, to feel the ecstasy a woman feels when she is together with a man like she had read in many books. 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But too quickly, the carpenter started to moan as his tempo became more urgent and she could feel his wooden shaft pulse as he erupted inside of her. She went back to a secluded open field behind her house with one of her erotic books and discarded her clothes. She lay on the soft fresh green grass as the wind and sun caressed her bare skin reveling in the feeling of being unencumbered and free. As she read, she let her hand wander down, touching herself until she quickly had the orgasm and release that had been denied her. Belle visited the carpenter daily after that, trying different positions, different tempos, different places to see if she could be satisfied. She enjoyed the sex, but something was missing. The butcher was a stocky man with a thin black mustache. Belle remembered his mustache tickling her as he pushed his thick sausage into her. He was thicker than the carpenter, and stretched her in a most pleasurable way. 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Belle squirmed at the thought of the salesman openly admiring her bottom. But a part of her started to become aroused. She was being held captive, yes, but by a man who was interested in her as a sexual object of desire. On the contrary. She felt him run a hand over her bottom, squeezing first one cheek, than the other.

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Then, without warning, he flicked clit again, and another scream came from the girl. He switched between her pussy lips and her clit, filling her with pure joy. It descended, and I heard a long, feminine groan. I licked my lips and cut my eyes toward Jack, feeling such desperate hunger that I wanted to beg the footman to take me. Instead, he left my side and crossed to the tangled trio. His fist tightened, and he began to guide her back and forth. My nipples were burning, and I could feel the steady trickle of wetness filling my core. It was too easy to imagine what she felt, filled by the three staffs of her captors, the smooth burning strength of each of them thrusting in and out of her. I wanted one of them to take me. Hooking one leg over the arm, I began to caress my own wet flesh. From where I sat on the throne, I could see how they held her helpless between them. Jovas arched under her, forcing her to ride his grinding hips, even as my master covered her, thrusting against the taut curve of her rump. Jack had stuffed her mouth with his shaft. Holding her head immobile with both hands, he hunched against her face. I wondered if she could breathe, but judging from the flare of her nostrils, she was evidently managing it somehow. I shivered and stroked my own breast with one hand, slipping the other down between my legs. My cream was hot and thick between my lips. But in truth, it was not as if my blue blood had ever done a damn thing for me, but get me married to a doddering old man with a greedy son. This was pleasure. It was, in fact, more than most women ever found. But it seemed their bodies were slapping against hers harder now, faster, and it seemed I could almost feel three thick shafts ramming in and out of me. I plunged three fingers into myself as deeply as I could, strumming my pearl with my thumb. 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He groaned as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust into her mouth. As much as she enjoyed having him in her mouth, Belle thought she would get more pleasure if he were using his energy thrusting somewhere else. So she disengaged her mouth and lay back, her dress bunched up to her hips, and her top open exposing her breasts. The carpenter needed no further encouragement. He pulled her lacy panties off which Beauty and the beast dildo already soaked with her juices, exposing her Beauty and the beast dildo curly pubic hair.

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Suddenly the air was full of smoke and light, and I heard a high, hopeless scream that could only have been Nimue. He was handsome and broadchested, and there was such an aura of power about him that I longed to drop to one knee. Belle sucked on the head, tasting him as she ran her tongue over the sensitive opening, while pumping the shaft with her hand. She took more and more of his hardness into her mouth until she felt him hit the back of her throat. She relaxed and pushed on until she had his whole tool in her mouth and she was nuzzling his pubic hair. He groaned as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust into her mouth. As much as she enjoyed having him in her mouth, Belle thought she would get more pleasure if he were using his energy thrusting somewhere else. So she disengaged her mouth and lay back, her dress bunched up to her hips, and her top open exposing her breasts. The carpenter needed no further encouragement. He pulled her lacy panties off which were already soaked with her juices, exposing her dark curly pubic hair. Belle spread her legs as he kneeled between them and pulled him to her. She felt his erection slide around as he thrust at her, she was so wet, until she guided it toward her opening. He pressed forward and she could feel his hard tool push past her inner lips and enter her most private area. She savored the feeling of fullness as he thrust and penetrated her to the hilt. She felt him withdraw and plunge forward again and again, setting up a rhythm that caused waves of pleasure to built within her pelvis. She wrapped her legs around him, and pulled him, trying to get him to go as deep as he could. He braced his upper body with one arm and with his free hand, massaged her breast, pinching the nipples as he continued to pump into her. Belle felt the electrical shocks from her nipples enhancing the pleasure in her pelvis and she could feel it building to a crescendo. But too quickly, the carpenter started to moan as his tempo became more urgent and she could feel his wooden shaft pulse as he erupted inside of her. She went back to a secluded open field behind her house with one of her erotic books and discarded her clothes. She lay on the soft fresh green grass as the wind and sun caressed her bare skin reveling in the feeling of being unencumbered and free. As she read, she let her hand wander down, touching herself until she quickly had the orgasm and release that had been denied her. Belle visited the carpenter daily after that, trying different positions, different tempos, different places to see if she could be satisfied. She enjoyed the sex, but something was missing. She crept into her room. She stretched her muscles as the stress of being kidnapped had made her very tense. What would you like to wear tonight? Belle spun around, instinctively covering up herself up, to see a strange looking creature sitting on her cabinet. He hopped off of the cabinet and bounced toward the girl. He stood about a foot tall, and was shaped like a rod, but was smooth and curved at the end and was purple in color. You know what those are, don't you? And thusly I have become what I am, a dildo, a wonderful little pleasure device. And do you know what I do? But you seem to be very tense, and I can help you with that, if you would let me. She was very tense and needed some release, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to trust the dildo whatever that meant who had once been a prostitute! But, she was desperate, and quite a bit curious, so she agreed. The wardrobe huffed and stormed off, obviously displeased. But you seem to be very tense, and I can help you with that, if you would let me. She was very tense and needed some release, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to trust the dildo whatever that meant who had once been a prostitute! But, she was desperate, and quite a bit curious, so she agreed. The wardrobe huffed and stormed off, obviously displeased. The dildo hopped up onto the bed frame. Cupid bounced up towards Belle's panties, and gave them a quick nudge. Belle gasped as she finally figured out was going to happen. Cupid slid around the young girls crotch, tickling her panties, bringing more gasps from the girl. He slid underneath the cotton, and even though she could not see him, Belle could definitely feel his magic. He expertly moved around her vagina, tracing her pussy lips, bringing true pleasure to the poor girl. Belle began to get very wet and squirmed at every lustful touch. The blankets then went to work. They moved slowly across her skin, pulsing occasionally, only adding to Belle's ecstasy. Belle was a beautiful young lady who lived alone with her eccentric inventor father just outside of a small French village. Her father had given her his love of learning and she spent hours reading all the books she could get her hands on. 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She tried to satisfy this hunger but given that her choices in this small quiet village were limited, she improvised as best as she could. Belle walked out of her house, reminiscing as she crossed over the little bridge into town. Belle looked up at the man who so eagerly greeted her. Her father needed some wood from the carpenter and had sent Belle to get what he needed. The carpenter had greeted Belle at the door and invited her into his woodshop. While he set about finding all of the things she needed, Belle, always curious, walked around looking at all the intricate woodwork that filled his shop. In one corner, a piece of canvas partially covered a shelf. She peeked behind it and saw dozens of polished wooden rods of various sizes. Belle picked one up, her hand comfortably reaching around its circumference. The wood felt soft as she lightly ran her hand over it and the blunt end flared out so that there was a thicker knob on the end. 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She stretched her muscles as the stress of being kidnapped had made her very tense. What would you like to wear tonight? Belle spun around, instinctively covering up herself up, to see a strange looking creature sitting on her cabinet. He hopped off of the cabinet and bounced toward the girl. He stood about a foot tall, and was shaped like a rod, but was smooth and curved at the end and was purple in color. You know what those are, don't you? And thusly I have become what I am, a dildo, a wonderful little pleasure device. And do you know what I do? But you seem to be very tense, and I can help you with that, if you would let me. She was very tense and needed some release, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to trust the dildo whatever that meant who had once been a prostitute! But, she was desperate, and quite a bit curious, so she agreed. The wardrobe huffed and stormed off, obviously displeased. The dildo hopped up onto the bed frame. 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