1. Flash Fairytales: The Beast of Beauty


    Date: 12/6/2016, Categories: Flash Erotica, Author: Lupus, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    The mansion’s pale lights flickered in the rustling leaves and swaying tree boughs, casting tendrils of sinister shadows across the garden. The clipping of heels heralded the tall, gracious figure strutting up the stone pathway. Her pace was quick, but her gait was firm and steady. Even her silhouette oozed confidence. The doors opened and bathed her flowing auburn hair in light. She glowed in the bright yellow cloak – and matching dress - trailing in her wake. As she stepped inside, the doors closed solidly behind her. Her cloak fell away in front of the door as both of her elegant, golden heels were kicked to opposite corners of the hall. A swish of her hair and a shrug of her slender shoulders seemed to lighten her mood immediately. She turned on the spot and crooked a finger at the man by the door. “Come with me,” Belle commanded him, a confident smile on her lips. “Now, please.” She pirouetted on the toes of her white stockings and swaggered towards the grand staircase. He was large, well over six feet, and his massive frame filled his suit to bursting. Long, unkempt hair, a shaggy beard and rough hands showed his disinterest in grooming. He followed, watching her strut up the steps, elegantly. Her pale arm reached behind her to point a slender finger at the zipper of her short dress. “Help me out of this.” He followed closer, admiring the tightness of the dress around her hips, hugging her figure. He took a deep breath as Belle stepped onto the landing. He pulled hard ...
    on the zip and the material cascaded about her to the floor. Belle cooed and looked back at him with a playful smirk. His eyes were all over her, gliding up her firm, slender legs to the yellow lace knickers barely covering her ass cheeks. His gaze went further still, drifting over the garter belt to the matching yellow corset her chest almost spilled from. His hand reached impatiently for her corset. She simply giggled and skipped out of his reach. “Not just yet. My, you are a beast today.” He darted forward, growling. She managed a yelp as he snatched her up in his large, rough hands and threw her over his shoulder, casually. She squealed and playfully fought, but he barely registered it. He marched forward with her pinned over his back, before shoving open one of the bedroom doors. He grunted, kicked the door shut and threw her across the room. She hit the four-poster bed and bounced twice before rolling to a halt on her front. Belle barely caught her breath before a harsh hand seized her ankle and hauled her across the bed. Large fingers grasped at her corset laces and she squealed again, kicking. “Oh, you beast!” she shrieked as he tore the laces from her expensive piece and cast it across the room. “At least leave the stockings!” She tumbled onto her back as he pulled her over, leering across her with a grin. He chuckled, pulling at the straining shirt that barely took his size. Her hair splayed out behind her as she stared into his hungry, green eyes with her plaintive ...
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