Okay, you all know the rules. No under 18, no nonsense about ruining childhood and no copyright infringement intended.
This content is rated M for a reason.
This story is ... I suppose a one-shot deal... Over three chapters long. So enjoy, my kinky little fans.
Belle could hear the faint chatter of Lumiere and Clockworth walking off in the distance as she sighed softly and walked up the stairs to the West wing. Belle approached the deserted yet cluttered hall of the West Wing. She could only just make out the doors in the dark as there were no lit candles. Slowly pushing the doors open, Belle heard a soft creak as she quietly slipped through the gap that was big enough for her.
As she glanced around the room, she could tell this was the master bedroom. She bumped into a small table as she quickly caught it and straighten it. Then she saw a golden frame with a torn painting inside. She raised her hand to place the torn portrait where it once was and could see a rather handsome man.
"Beast?" she whispered as she saw something in the corner of her eyes.
Quickly forgetting about the portrait, Belle cast her eyes on something that she had never seen before. A glowing rose under a glass cylinder. She could feel the vibe of the rose against her finger tips that were touching the glass. She bit her lips as she decided that she would lift the glass cylinder. Just as Belle raised the glass from the rose, a dark shadow loomed over her. In front of Belle was Beast as he gave out a grunt before seeing Belle.
"What do you think you're doing" Beast had roared as he grabbed the glass cylinder from Belle and placed it back over the rose.
"Do you realised what you could have done" He roared again as Belle began to shake in fear.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know" She replied back in fear as Beast grabbed her arms and stared at her.
"I told you not to enter the West Wing" Beast spoke roughly as Belle felt his grips tighten.
"Please, I didn't mean to" Belle tried to explain as Beast snorted and pushed Belle to a wall.
"Please!" Belle whimpered as Beast loosen his grips on Belle arms.
"Get out" Beast spoke softly with anger as he released Belle and she didn't hesitate a moment as she fled the bedroom, leaving Beast behind. She quickly ran to her bedroom and bolted the doors shut before finally catching her breath.
Just a moment later, Belle heard the distant roar of Beast echoes through the castle. She gave a shiver to think what Beast was really capable of doing to her but at the same time, she was curious. Would he have his ways with her or possibly murdered her on the spot. She was beginning to feel turned on as she quickly shook her head and toss the thought aside.
