Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Craz on 09-12-2009, 06:37:01</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Craz</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 06:37:01</strong>
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				Patrick Green was a man who could hardly believe that he had promised to engage on this ridiculous endeavor. He was trudging through the country side, looking for some haunted mansion. Or, well, that was what the locals had said. “A house inhabited by the most vile of creatures,” One villager had said. But he hardly believed these sort of things.<br><br>He was an intelligent man, he thought, and intelligent people did not put stock in myth. Patrick had graduated from university only a few months before, and he had taken a year-long vacation to just relax before he went back to his life. He had a job promised to him in an uncle's shipping business, and it didn't sound too terrible. But for now, he was out amongst the world, traveling.<br><br>And now he was walking through a forest, in the dark no less. He kept hiking, however. Snaps and rustles came from underneath him as his boots crushed leaves and twigs. He found a clearing, heading towards it. As he did, he could see the glow of...something. He did not know what it was, but he grew more intrigued with each step. He hurried his pace only slightly, wary to not trip over anything that might send him tumbling. He did, however, reach the edge of the forest, and was rewarded with the object of his search.<br><br>It was a castle, not huge but still a castle. It looked to be made of a white stone, gleaming in the pale moonlight. Vines tangled over the entirety of the castle, like many ropes put over a crate to hold it down. But the strangest part of it, at least that he found, was that the castle doors were opened and lights came from inside.<br><br>Unable to resist any such temptation, Patrick entered the castle. Where the exterior of the castle was covered in vines and unkempt, the entrance hall was exquisitely beautiful. It was dated, at least two centuries old, Patrick guessed, but it still held a finery to it that he could only appreciate in it. He looked around, catching his gaze in a mirror. His dark hair was now a mess with tangles in it from the long hike, and his traveling clothes were in the same state of disarray. Patrick himself was a tall man, standing above most others in a room. He had a lanky frame that made those underestimate him, though he was an incredibly fit man.<br><br>Letting his pack fall to the fine marble of the floor, Patrick decided to call out. “Hello?! Hello? Anyone here?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>09-12-2009, 13:11:32</strong>
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				Could it be? After all these lonely years, was this a voice in the wilderness? Calling her towards hope, perhaps...perhaps it was. But no, believing in fairy tales like that was hopeless. Believing deep down that she had some calling, some sort of light in the darkness was stupid. In this place, in this mansion, all that dwelt within was hopelessness and pure cold. The beast within its confines would snort, its firm, yet curved out body would rise up on two legs and sway. In the light the figure out a woman could be seen in the swell of a breast and the curves of hips, but all of this was covered in fur. Beautiful chocolate brown fur would rise in fear, suspicion, anger...signaling that the beast was ready to strike anyone who dared to cross it.<br><br>Several years ago she had once been a human woman, a beauty for the entire world to see. She was the epitome of what a woman of wealthy lineage should look like. But then it was a cold, winter day. She had opened the door when her butlers failed to, only to see an odd, ugly old hag begging for warmth. Rae, the woman of beauty, had wanting nothing to do with that wench. No, she turned her away, the women had always been known for beauty and the cold cruelty of a horrible sorcerer.<br><br>Things went from good to bad in seconds, before she knew it the hag had turned into a beautiful woman, so much more beautiful then Rae, and had turned the teenage girl into an ugly, horrible beast.<br><br>The face was that of an animal but even so it had something feminine to it with sad hazel eyes and long lashes, leading down to a pink heard shaped nose down along her snout and fanged mouth. Her hands were dark padded claws, clumsy and viscous. The under side of her belly was smoother then the rest with no fur marking down along her sex and bottom, before her tail was shown, once again covered in fur, wagging.<br><br>Rising from the confines of her dusty room Rae heard her bed groan, and so did she. The Beast or Beastess, would walk slowly along to the rafters of the stairs, looking down. What she saw was a man, her eyes widened, a handsome, tall man. But despite his looks it was company in a mansion that was lonely. But then she drew back, no. No she was not the same woman from all those years ago. She was twenty one, just a few weeks shy of her twenty-first. She was not beautiful, and once she reached that age the curse would be sealed forever. It was no use.<br><br>"What do you want," her husky, snarling voice sounded. "You <em>dare</em> to trespass into my home! Just what do you think you're doing!" Hidden in the shadows she kept her body in the darkness, looking out from her perch high up.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Craz</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 22:44:25</strong>
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				Patrick nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard the voice. He had not been expecting anyone at all to live here, with the house in this state of disarray. He drew a knife from his belt, holding it defensively as he backed away from the source of the voice. <br><br>“I'm looking for a place to stay!” He protested. “I've been traveling for some time, and I would very much like to get out of the wild.” Patrick tried to make himself look threatening. “And if you try anything, I'll make you eat steel.”<br><br>Okay, so that probably wasn't the smartest thing. He wasn't a fighter, not much of one anyway. He was strong physically, but he hadn't had much in the way of practice or teaching in the deadly arts. The most he could hope for was fending this beast-thing off. “I didn't know you were here. This place looked like it was abandoned.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 03:16:58</strong>
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				Lifting a brow slowly, Rae growled. "You came to my castle for hospitality and then threaten me within my own home," she inhaled and her fur bristled. Suddenly she jumped from her perch and landed right in front of him. As she looked closer she saw it was a young, very handsome man. His appearance made her feel so very inferior but she said nothing of it as she stalked towards him. <br><br>"How dare you," she growled, "I should eat your head off right now! But no," she grinned slowly. "Instead, maybe I should keep you as my guest...for much longer then just one night."<br><br>With a strong, clawed paw, the beastess swiped out and took hold of the front of his shirt, "How would you like that?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Craz</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 18:33:15</strong>
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				He dropped the knife, looking at the beastess. She was truly ferocious, and fear burst through him at the sight of her. "Who...who are you?" He gasped, struggling against her grip. His hands flew to her arm, trying to wriggle free.<br><br>He looked straight into this...beast's eyes, whispering. "No. I'll leave." He pleaded, his voice quick and apologetic. "I'll leave, we can forget this ever happened. I promise I'll never tell a soul what I saw her. He wished with all his soul that this beast would show him mercy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 05:58:11</strong>
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				Slowly her pretty hazel eyes narrowed and Rae would shake her head, "No dear, that's not how it's going to work. I've been living wonderfully alone for a while with no guests to witness my presence in the world. I would not have you go out and tell people that I exist. Mmm, no. In fact, the idea of keeping you here sounds better and better." She laughed when he tried to move her away, as if he could.<br><br>Without another word her other arm swiped out and took his arm, yanking him along, she turned and began to trot through her halls. "Perhaps the cellar would be good for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Craz</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 20:34:54</strong>
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				Patrick felt himself pulled along. He tried to resist, but that proved ultimately pointless."Let me go!" He hissed. What manner of creature was this? It...it looked like a woman, but with the appearance of a beast. "I swear, if you let me be, I'll take an oath never to speak of this!"<br><br>At the mention of the cellar, he struggled even harder. "Christ, woman," He hissed. "Who do you think you are?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reyne</strong> on <strong>25-12-2009, 06:39:28</strong>
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				[ I thought his name was Patrick?]<br><br>"I am the master of this house," Rae whirled around, backing him up against the wall, snarling. "You have imposed on my home and I do not take kindly to you doing so! Not only will I not let you go but neither will this house. You're mine to play with now."<br><br>She chuckled and then continued to pull him on, "But if you're nice enough I might give you a pleasant room instead."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beau and the Beastess(Craz/Reyne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Craz</strong> on <strong>25-12-2009, 06:45:02</strong>
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				(Yea, sorry, brain futz with that one there)<br><br>"This house?" She spoke as if the house itself wouldn't let him go. The thought chilled him, sunk to the bone. Every word she spoke sent terrible feelings through him, like he should get out as soon as he could.<br><br>"What do you want?" He snarled, struggling with her.&nbsp; SHe was strong though, stronger than any woman-or man, for that matter-he had ever seen.
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