Beauty & The Beast
The weather is Scotland in the Winter is brutally cold. It cuts through you like a knife, and it feels like you can never get warm. So it was when Melanie was growing up near the bogs, when burning peat was the only thing to keep their farmhouse heated.
Melanie liked to help her father on the farm and to say that she was a Daddy’s Girl was an understatement.
It all almost came to a sudden stop when the accident happened. Melanie’s scarf had got caught in the carriage wheels, because she hadn’t tied it like she had been told to many times. After the smoke had cleared, Melanie’s father lay dead on the ground and she had been disfigured severely.
There was no money for plastic surgery, so Melanie gamely told her Mother that she would run the farm after school to pay the bills and that she didn’t need surgery anyway.
In school they had to read the book Beauty and the Beast, and that is when the little boys started to tease her and call her “The Beast”. As much as she tried to ignore them, they persisted, and the name stuck and soon everyone called her Beast, behind her back if not to her face, and Melanie was resigned to being a beast her entire life. She tried not to let it bother her, but it did, and the sting never faded. Even though she really didn’t have any interest in boys sexually, it still hurt.
As the years went by Melanie was never asked out by any of the boys. In response to the fact no boy would be likely to ever find her attractive or take her as a wife, she realized that she enjoyed the company of other girls.
It happened the year of her 18th birthday that Melanie’s Mother died and since Melanie was living all alone she decided to move to a big city and get a job. Glascow was decided on as good as any other city, and there would be more likelihood that her disfigurement would be less remarkable in a large city.
It wasn’t very hard getting settled in with her very own flat in Glascow and since she had money from the sale of the farm she didn’t need to find work right away, so it was fun exploring the sights of Glascow.
One day she discovered a little bar and thought she would go in and have a drink along with a pork pie, and settled in at the bar, looking around at the different sights of the place and kind of wondered why there were only women patrons sitting at the tables, but didn’t think much more about it.
As she was drinking her second glass of ale in walked the most beautiful woman that Melanie had ever laid eyes on. Her mouth almost fell open and Melanie couldn’t stop staring as the woman asked her if the stool next to her was taken. This appeared strange to Melanie as the other stools were empty but Melanie said no that it wasn’t taken, and the woman sat down.
The woman turned to Melanie and introduced herself.
“Hi, I’m Lisa but everyone calls me Beauty.” she said.
Melanie introduced herself. Beauty asked her if she had a nickname. Melanie was confused until Beauty explained to her that everybody had a nickname and Melanie sadly admitted that everbody had started to call her the Beast ever since the accident.
Beauty said, fine, so it shall be, Beauty and The Beast, with the biggest smile Melanie had ever seen.
So as the time went by and they talked about everything under the sun, Beauty asked the Beast how long she had been a lesbian. Melanie was stunned as she replied that she didn’t know if she was one, and with that Beauty suggested that they go to her flat for a drink the next day because she had to go to work, and Melanie agreed telling Beauty where she hid the key for
the next night, knowing that something was going to happen, but not exactly knowing what, but knowing that it was going to probably change her life.
It was Friday night. It was the end of what seemed like the longest week of her life, Beauty thought to herself as she drove to the Beast’s house. The traffic is horrific. The music blaring. Her mind, however, was pre-occupied…
As she arrived at the apartment, she found that the Beast hadn’t gotten there yet. Since she had found the key, she had let myself in and headed towards the bedroom. Undressing and making her way to the bathroom for a quick shower. After she finished in came the Beast walking through the door, The Beast smiled on finding me Beauty in this predicament.
Throwing the towel over her left shoulder Beauty moved towards the Beast… backing her into the wall. Kissing her neck as she ran her fingers through her hair; pulling perhaps a little hard, but knowing that she didn’t really mind.
“I want you to go get undressed and take a shower. I want you to do it now and you better hurry because I will not be kept waiting!” Beauty said.
As the Beast re-entered the room after her shower Beauty grabbed her by the arm and pulled her close, pressing her lips hard against the Beast, almost kissing the breath out of her and when they broke from the kiss Beauty whispered, “You’re so fucking ugly you’re beautiful! You see, I have a fetish for ugly girls, and you are the fugliest I’ve ever met!. I love humiliating and dominating ugly girls, so get ready because I’m going to spank you, you ugly, worthless bitch.”
Turning the Beast over her knee Beauty lifted her arm high and brought it down with such force you could see the outline on the Beast’s ass. As the spankings got faster and harder they constantly got closer to the Beast’s hairy, strong-smelling pussy and when Beauty slapped her rank, soaking pussy the Beast almost had an orgasm. It was then that Beauty knew the Beast would forever be her slave.
After beating the hideous bitch’s ass black and blue, Beauty stopped the spanking and shoved the repulsive Beast down on the bed.
“Now I’m going to fuck you senseless,” she said, withdrawing a black leather strapon from under the bed, she allowed the Beast to watch as she slipped into the harness, allowing the black plastic dick to stick obscenely out in front of her.
Turning the Beast on all fours, Beauty barely lubricated the plastic dick from the Beast’s stinking pussy – she wanted the Beast’s first fucking to be painful and memorable. She brutally shoved the enormous dildo to the hilt, clit deep into the Beast’s cunt, so deep the tip of the plastic cock entered her cervix. The Beast screamed in pain as her hyman ripped and blood gushed from between her legs. Holding the Beast by the hips and with one hand entangled in her hair, wrapped around Beauty’s hand, she cruelly jerked the Beast’s head painfully back and looked into her eyes as she started to fuck her with such fury it the Beast was dazed with lust and pain as the huge dildo tore into her virgin pussy.
The hotter that Beauty got the faster she plunged and started to whip the Beast’s ass as hard as she could, realizing that it was only going to take a few moments for Beauty to achieve supreme pleasure, while the Beast experienced the supreme torture, which she would learn to equate with sexual fulfillment. Beauty spanked on and on, beating the Beast’s ass, thighs and back bloody with her short riding quirt. She gripped the Beast’s throat with one hand, shutting off her oxygen as she fucked her, strangling her and starving her for air as they both neared orgasm.
They screamed in unison the moment the dam broke and their pleasure and agony, honey poured forth from Beauty while foul, dank discharge, mixed with virgin blood, ran down the hairy thighs of the Beast. Beauty realized that in her way, she did indeed love the Beast and would cherish her as a slave to torture and torment until she tired of her and ended her worthless life in the throes of passion. If she were feeling particularly charitable, she would allow the Beast to experience orgasm as Beauty choked the life from her, ending her life with the supreme pleasure even as she experienced the supreme pain of Death.
The Beast realized that she had someone to love in the form of Beauty, who would use her as a sexual slave to beat and torment until she decided to end the Beast’s life, and the Beast resigned herself to her fate. At last, he worthless existance had found meaning, and she found fulfillment as the slave of a beautiful Mistress, who would be her tormenter, lover, and finally, executioner.