Beauty and Her Were-Beast

Prisoner

Belle woke up horrified at her predicament. She shivered as the cold night air blew through the dark roomed, cloaked by black curtains making it hard to tell if it was day or night. Belle looked around the room but couldn't make out her surroundings. The bed she laid in was huge but broken, the canopy now lopsided as it hang on by a thread. She could see what she thought were claw mark littering the walls, and across a portrait.

Licking her dry lips Belle's heart beat 100 beats per minute as her imagination ran wild. She had gone to bed seeing her father calling her and called him back only for him not to answer her. She had thought to wait up to make sure he was okay. Belle had done this a thousand and ten times, and since she was the only one who worked she didn't think her being too tired in the morning would help anything,

As she looked at her bound wrist, tied to the bed post she struggled feebly against them but they were tied with an expertise touch. She couldn't do s**t basically. As Belle contemplated her fate, she wondered idly if her father had anything to do with this. Because out of all the dumb reckless s**t her father has done, pissing off his bookie Gaston enough to kidnap her was far up there.

Listening for any sign of his deep baritone or even his cackling partner, LeFou, Belle jumped when she heard a growl and heavy footsteps approach the door. Cowering on the bed, Belle watched as a huge shadow walked into the room and squinted to try and see the man who held her captive. He was large, like a brick wall and a concrete wall had a child, he had large baseball mitts for hands, with ridiculously long nails.

Belle couldn't see any defining details about the man, though, it was like his body was blending in with the shadows and she couldn't make out anything but the large, glowing blue eyes that pinned her to the bed.

The Beast growled pleased seeing the brunette stretched out in his bed. Her night gown did nothing to hide her curvy body from him and he approved greatly of the sheer attire. Watching her pant and stare at him in fear The Beast purred as she softly whispered, "Sir...if this is about money or my father doing something, I'm good for it. Just tell me what he owes-." Before Belle could finish her sentence the man made a noise that sounded weird and foreign to her.

Scared Belle stood silent as The Beast began to fantasize about her body. He wanted to see her naked and knew soon he'd be clawing the little scrap of fabric off of her. But for now he'd settle for the innocent view he had.

Belle couldn't see what the man was doing but when he commanded her to speak she was at a loss for words. "Speak!" He boomed making her flinch and tears to cascade down her face, "I don't know what you want me to say sir!" The Beast panted as he began to jerk himself off watching the girl squirm under his gaze.

"Anything." Belle started to softly ramble about a book she was reading and as The Beast watched her plump lips move fast, and nervously, he pumped himself faster. He fantasied about cumming on the beautiful female's face as he shot his c*m into his hand. Belle watched him confused on what he was doing, and why his eyes seemed to glow brighter. The Beast put his c**k away and as he stormed out he watched the female relax momentarily.

He found Lumiere and told him to go and speak about what he expected.

Belle looked up as the door opened and was surprised when a blonde head peeked in at her. Seeing a little boy no older than ten Belle whispered, "Who are you?" The little boy looked at her and then whispered, "Chip...what's your name?" Belle smiled a little and whispered, "Belle." Chip grinned back and before he could say anything else a shrill voice rang out, "Chip what did I tell you darling!" Belle watched a woman's silhouette grab the boy and lead him away.

Belle watched them go as the door was closed firmly behind. As her stomach growled and her head throbbed, Belle felt fear like no other at the predicament she was in. As time passed and nothing could be heard for awhile, Belle jumped afraid when the door opened and a man strutted in like he owned the place. He found a chair that wasn't broken and fell into it gracefully and looked at Belle on the bed with an emotionless face.

Belle gulped in fear and waited for him to speak. And when he did it wasn't aimed at her, "Cogsworth you fat bastard! Would you hurry it up?" A man that was old, stubby, and seemingly working with a bad knee came limping in as he scowled at Lumiere, "Watch your mouth Lumiere! You're in the presence of a lady."

Lumiere rolled his eyes and then turned to Belle who quickly whispered, "Listen I tried to explain to the other guy but if my father's owes your boss something, or did something I can pay for it. Okay? We don't need to do this." Lumiere looked at Belle and sighed, "My "boss" as you say isn't hurting for money my darling. And besides, this has nothing to do with your father. He simply wants you. And while YOU don't need to do this, we do."

Cogsworth shot Lumiere a dark look and came and sat beside Belle who immediately withdrew him out of fear. Cogsworth looked down at her sadly, "I am much too old for what you think I want Belle. I am simply here to tell you that our master isn't one to take no for an answer. It would be easier if you just, agree and go along with what he wants" Belle looked at the old man scared and whispered, "Even if he...?" Cogsworth slowly nodded and explained, "He has searched for you a long time Belle, you must find room in your heart for him. As he is or you'll be stuck in this position for a while. We all will."

Belle looked at him completely appalled and whispered, "You want me to love a complete stranger who has plans to rape me? Is that what I am hearing?" Lumiere looked at her and smiled, "Yes. Hungry?" Cogsworth almost threw something at the dumb prick only for Belle to tell them to leave her alone.

Lumiere didn't argue but Cogsworth hesitated to leave the visibly upset female alone. He finally did when she shot him an ugly look. Belle promptly burst into tears as the door closed and she realized what was about to happen to her.

After she had cried herself into a stupor she didn't even look when some woman came in and softly asked if she was hungry.

Belle refused to answer. and when the female was gone she went back to trying to get out of the ropes. The Beast grew agitated when Plumette came down with the tray still full. He had plans for Belle and they didn't include her passing out on him. Ordering Plumette to make her eat, he watched his maid quickly go and do as told. He heard the gagging and the soft pleading from Plumette to just eat.

When she finally came back down thirty minutes later with an empty tray The Beast purred his approval at her and then started up the stairs.