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- Beauty's Punishment: A Novel (Sleeping Beauty Trilogy Book 2)
- A N Roquelaure
- 03 May 2020
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characters ☆ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ✓ A N Roquelaure Summary Beauty's Punishment: A Novel (Sleeping Beauty Trilogy Book 2) 107 Ack arched her legs out straight her nipples throbbing against Tristans warm flesh her mouth filled with Tristans tongue at the same instantAnd dimly through the ecstasy she felt Tristans hips go into their final irresistible rhythm She could not bear any yet the pleasure was fragmented multiplied washing through her over and over In some realm beyond thought she felt she was not human The pleasure dissolved the humanity she had known And she was not Princess Beauty brought as a slave to serve in the Princes castle Yet most certainly she was because this excruciating pleasure had been learned thereShe knew only the soft wet pulse of her sex and the organ lifting her and holding her And Tristans kisses growingtendersweetlingering A weeping slave pressed against her back hot flesh against her own and another warm body crushed against her right side a great sweep of silky hair brushing her naked shoulderBut why Beauty Tristan whispered again his lips still touching hers You must have done it deliberately run from the Crown Prince You were too admired too accomplished His deep almost violet blue eyes were thoughtful meditative reluctant to reveal him completelyHis face was a little larger than that of most men the bones strong perfectly symmetrical yet the features were almost delicate and the voice was low andcommanding than the voices of those who had been Beautys Masters But there was nothing but intimacy in the voice and that and Tristans long eyelashes gold in the light of the sun gave him a touch of enchantment He spoke to Beauty as though they had been slave companions foreverI dont know why I did it Beauty whispered in answer I cant explain but yes it must have been deliberate She kissed his chest uickly finding the nipples and kissing them both and then sucking them hard one after the other so that she felt his organ thump against her again though he begged her softly for mercyOf course the punishments of the castle had been voluptuous it had been exciting to be the playthings of a rich Court to be the object of relentless attention Yes it had been infatuating and confusing the exuisitely tooled leather paddles and straps and the welts they caused the exacting discipline that had so often left her crying and breathless And the warm perfumed baths afterwards the massages with fragrant oils the hours of half sleep in which she dared not contemplate the tasks and trials that awaited herYes it had been heady and seductive and even terrifyingAnd surely she had loved the tall black haired Crown Prince with his mysterious unnamed dissatisfactions and the lovely sweet Lady Juliana with her pretty blond braids both of whom had been such talented tormentorsSo why had Beauty thrown it all away Why when she had seen Tristan in the stockade with its crowd of disobedient Princes and Princesses all condemned to be auctioned in the village had she deliberately disobeyed in order to be sent to the village with them She could still remember Lady Julianas brief description of the fate awaiting them It is wretched service The auction itself takes place as soon as they arrive and you can well suppose that even the beggars and the common louts about town are there to witness it Why the whole village declares a holidayAnd then that strange remark from Beautys Master the Crown Prince who never dreamed at that moment that Beauty would soon disgrace herself Ah but for all its roughness and cruelty he had said it is sublime punishmentWas it those words that had undone her Did she long to be hurled downward away from the high Court of ornate and clever rituals imposed upon her into some wilderness of disregard where the humiliations and spanking blows would come just as hard and just as fast but with a greatersavage abandon Of course there would be the same limits Not even in the village could a slaves flesh be broken never could a slave be burned or truly harmed No her punishments would all enhance And she knew by now just how much could be accomplished with the innocent looking black leather strap and deceptively decorated leather paddleBut in the village she would be no Princess Tristan would be no Prince And the crude men and women who worked them and punished them would know that with every gratuitous blow they were doing the ueens biddingSuddenly Beauty couldnt think Yes it had been deliberate but had she made some dreadful error And you Tristan she said suddenly trying to conceal the uavering of her voice Was it not deliberate with you too Didnt you deliberately provoke your Master Yes Beauty but theres a long story behind it Tristan said And Beauty could see the apprehension in his eyes the dread he couldnt admit either I served Lord Stefan as you know but what you dont know is that a year ago in another land as euals Lord Stefan and I were lovers The large violet blue eyes became a littlepenetrable the lips a little warmer as they smiled almost sadlyBeauty gasped to hear thisThe sun was fully risen now and the cart had taken a sharp turn in the road and the descent was slower over uneven terrain the slaves pitchedroughly than ever against one anotherYou can imagine our surprise Tristan said when we discovered ourselves Master and slave at the castle and when the ueen seeing the blush on Lord Stefans face immediately gave me over to him with the sharp instructions that he train me himself to be perfectUnbearable Beauty said To have known him before to have walked with him spoken with him How could you submit All her Masters and Mistresses had been strangers to her defined perfectly in the instant she realized her helplessness and vulnerability She had known the color and texture of their magnificent slippers and boots the sharp tones of their voices before she had known their names or their facesBut Tristan gave the same mysterious smile O I think it was far worse for Stefan than for me he whispered in her ear You see we had met before at a great tournament struggling against each other and in every feat Id bested him When we hunted together I had been the better shot and the better horseman He had admired me and looked up to me and I had loved him for it because I knew the extent of his pride and the love that eualed it When we coupled I was the leaderBut we had to return to our Kingdoms We had to return to the duties that awaited us Three stolen nights of love we had maybe in which he yielded as a boy might to a man Then letters that at last became too painful to write Then war Silence Stefans Kingdom allied with that of the ueen And later her armies at our gates and this strange meeting in the ueens castle I on my knees waiting to be given to a worthy Master and Stefan the ueens young kinsman sitting silently at her right at the banuet table Tristan smiled again No it was worse for him I blush with shame to admit it but my heart leapt when I saw him And it is I who out of spite have triumphed by abandoning himYes Beauty understood this because she knew she had done it to the Crown Prince and Lady Juliana But the village werent you afraid Again there came the uavering in her voice How far were they from the village even as they spoke of it Or was it simply the only way she asked softlyI dont know There must have beento it than that Tristan whispered but then he stopped as though bewildered But if you must know he confessed I am terrified Yet he said it so calmly his voice so full of uiet assurance that Beauty couldnt believe itThe groaning cart had made another turn The guards had ridden ahead to hear some orders from their Commander The slaves whispered among themselves all too obedient and fearful still to discard the little leather bits in their mouth yet able to consult frantically on what lay ahead as the cart rocked on slowlyBeauty Tristan said well be separated when we reach the village and no one knows what may happen to us Be good obey it cant ultimately And again he stopped unsure It cant ultimately be worse than the castleAnd now Beauty thought she heard the barest tinge of real trepidation in his voice but his face was almost hard when she looked up at him only the beautiful eyes softening it just a little She could see the slightest golden stubble of beard on his chin and she wanted to kiss itWill you watch for me after were separated try to find me if only to say a few words to me Beauty said O just to know you are there but I dont think I will be good I dont see why I should be good any longer Were bad slaves Tristan Why should we obey now What do you mean he asked You make me afraid for youFrom far away there came the faint roar of voices the sound of a large crowd carrying sluggishly over the low hills the dim vibration of a village fair of hundreds talking shouting millingBeauty pressed close to Tristans chest She felt a stab of excitement between her legs her heart knocking Tristans organ was hard again but it was not inside of her and it was an agony again that her hands were bound so she couldnt touch itHer uestion seemed meaningless suddenly yet she repeated it the distant noise growing louder Why must we obey if we are already punished Tristan too heard the distant swelling sounds The cart was picking up speedWe were told at the castle that we must obey Beauty said our parents had willed it when they sent us to the ueen and the Prince as Tributes But now were bad slavesOur punishment will only be worse if we disobey Tristan said but there was something strange in his eyes that betrayed his voice He sounded false as if repeat something he thought he should say for her goodWe must wait and see what happens to us he said Remember Beauty in the end they will win over usBut how Tristan she asked You mean you condemned yourself to this and yet you will obey She felt again the thrill shed known when she left the Prince and Lady Juliana weeping behind her at the castle I am such a bad girl she thought YetBeauty their wishes will prevail Remember a willful disobedient slave will amuse them just as much Why struggle Tristan saidWhy struggle to obey Beauty saidDo you have the strength to be terribly bad all the time he asked His voice was low urgent his breath warm against her neck as he kissed her again Beauty tried to shut out the sound of the crowd it was a horrid sound like that of a great beast coming out of its lair she knew she was tremblingBeauty I dont know what Ive done Tristan said Anxiously he glanced in the direction of that awesome menacing noise shouts cheers the mayhem of a fair day Even at the castle he said the violet blue eyes fired now with something that might have been fear in a strong Prince who could not show it Even at the castle I found it was easier to run when they told us to run to kneel when they told us to kneel and there was a triumph of sorts in doing it perfectlyThen why are we here Tristan she asked standing on tiptoe to kiss his lips Why are we both such bad slaves And though she tried to sound rebellious and brave she pressed herself against Tristan all thedesperatelyE AUCTION IN THE MARKETPLACE THE CART had come to a stop and Beauty could see through the tangle of white arms and tousled hair the walls of the village below with the gates open and a motley crowd swelling out onto the greenBut slaves were being uickly unloaded from the cart forced with the smack of the belt to crowd together on the grass And Beauty was immediately separated from Tristan who was pulled roughly away from her for no apparent reason other than the whim of a guardThe leather bits were being pulled out of the mouths of the others Silence came the loud voice of the Commander There is no speech for slaves in the village Any who speak shall be gagged againcruelly than they have ever been before He rode his horse round the little herd driving it tightly together and gave the order that the slaves hands should be unbound and woe to any slave who removed his or her hands from the back of the neck.
Summary Beauty's Punishment: A Novel (Sleeping Beauty Trilogy Book 2)
characters ☆ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ✓ A N Roquelaure Summary Beauty's Punishment: A Novel (Sleeping Beauty Trilogy Book 2) 107 Anne Rice was born in New Orleans in She is the author of many bestselling novels including the widely successful Vampire Chronicles Her first novel Interview with the Vampire was made into a film in starring Tom Cruise and Brad Pitt Her other books include the Mayfair Witches series the novels The Mummy or Ramses the Damned Violin Angel Time the Sleeping Beauty trilogy and most recently The Wolf Gift Anne lives and works in Southern CaliforniaTable of ContentsTitle PageCopyright PagePREFACETHE PUNISHEDBEAUTY AND TRISTANTHE AUCTION IN THE MARKETPLACEBEAUTY ON THE BLOCKLESSONS FROM MISTRESS LOCKLEYPRINCE ROGERS STRANGE LITTLE STORYTHE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARDTHE PLACE OF PUBLIC PUNISHMENTTRISTAN IN THE HOUSE OF NICOLAS THE UEENS CHRONICLERA SPLENDID EUIPAGETHE FARM AND THE STABLESOLDIERS NIGHT AT THE INNGRAND ENTERTAINMENTNICOLASS BEDCHAMBERTRISTANS SOUL FURTHER REVEALEDMISTRESS LOCKLEYS DISCIPLINECONVERSATION WITH PRINCE RICHARDPUBLIC TENTSMISTRESS LOCKLEYS AFFECTIONSSECRETS IN THE INNER CHAMBERUNDER THE STARSREVELATIONS AND MYSTERIESPENITENTIAL PROCESSIONTRISTAN AND BEAUTYDISASTEREXOTIC MERCHANDISEANOTHER TURN OF THE WHEELVOLUPTUOUS CAPTIVITYAN EXCITING PREVIEW OF Beauty s KingdomTHE EROTIC NOVELS OF ANNE RICE WRITING AS A N ROUELAURE The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty Beautys Punishment Beautys ReleaseSince A N Rouelaure has envisioned for the uninhibited reader a hypnotic and seductive adult fairy tale in the Sleeping Beauty novels Now the author of this exuisite erotic trilogy reveals her true identitybeckoning the reader into a sensuous world of forbidden dreams and dark edged desires a world in which traditional ideas of submission and dominance and gender preference are thrown to the winds a world made irresistibly inviting by the adventurous spirit and imagination of the unrivaled Anne Rice an erotic novel of discipline love and surrender for the enjoyment of men and womenPLUME Published by the Penguin Group Penguin Putnam Inc Hudson Street New York New York USA Penguin Books Ltd Wrights Lane London W TZ England Penguin Books Australia Ltd Ringwood Victoria Australia Penguin Books Canada Ltd Alcorn Avenue Toronto Ontario Canada MV B Penguin Books NZ Ltd Wairau Road Auckland New ZealandPenguin Books Ltd Registered Offices Harmondsworth Middlesex EnglandPublished by Plume a member of Penguin Putnam Inc Previously published in a Dutton editionFirst Plume Printing November First Plume Printing This Edition May Copyright A N Rouelaure All rights reservedREGISTERED TRADEMARKMARCA REGISTRADARouelaure A N Beautys punishment Seuel to The claiming of Sleeping Beauty I Title PSB ISBN Cover design Zoe NorvellWithout limiting the rights under copyright reserved above no part of this publication may be reproduced stored in or introduced into a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic mechanical photocopying recording or otherwise without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this bookPUBLISHERS NOTE This is a work of fiction Names characters places and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead events or locales is entirely coincidentalIve always loved the fairy tale Sleeping Beauty and found something erotic at its core The Prince awakens Beauty with a kiss And I thought all right what if he brought a kind of liberation an induction into a world of bizarre yet irresistible delights It has to be remembered that within the frame of a sadomasochistic fantasy like the Beauty trilogy the readers are invited to identify with and enjoy the predicament of the slaves The books arent about literal cruelty theyre about surrender the fun of imagining you have no choice but to enjoy sex Beautys slavery is delicious sensuous abandoned and ultimately liberating This is all part of the framework And it seemed to work exuisitely with the old fairy tale And of course the fairy tale removes us from everyday life it removes us from the intrusion of garish headlines literal violence and all the ugliness of crime We go into a gilded dream here luscious and engulfing in which were free to imagine all sorts of thingsa fairy tale world indeedAs Anne Rice Im known for certain kinds of novels the Rouelaure books retain the name Rouelaure even with my name added to indicate that this is something different If Anne Rice is one kind of savory dish well this is another entirely And some might find it far too spicy for their taste I dont like the idea of confusing or disappointing readers so the pen name helps with that Of course there are many people who have read all my work including the Rouelaure novels and they see me as a multifaceted writer But the Rouelaure material is erotica without reservation and it needs that pen name on the label so to speak The pen name says Anne Rice is doing something very different hereI felt I needed the anonymity of the pen name to write freely to pursue an authentic erotica without being inhibited or self conscious And it worked wonders to imagine myself cloaked by the name Rouelaure which is a kind of French cloaknamed after the Frenchman who popularized it My father was still living then and I didnt want him to know about the books either In fact there were lots of friends and relatives whom I didnt want to worry about as I developed the writing There was uite a bit of exposure involved in writing such graphic sexual fantasies It was frightening now and then and it was thrilling Eventually I told my father about the books asking him not to read them and I did put my name on them I adjusted completely to people knowing Id written them But only after Id finished with the trilogyas I recallA pen name enables you not only to cloak what you are doing from friends and family it gives you a new freedom to do something you would not do as yourself I have thought of writing some new erotica and I must confess I imagined using a new pen name for it I dont know whether Ill pursue it but I do find the freedom of the pen name attractiveWhen the Sleeping Beauty Trilogy books were first published they were underground books They had the backing of a major mainstream publisher yes but the publication though dignified and beautiful was relatively uiet But different readers embraced the books almost at once They clearly appealed to young people and older married people to gays and straights And theyve sold steadily ever since they first appeared Women come up to me at signings with babies in strollers and giggle and laugh and say We love your dirty books People of all ages actually present the books to be signedWhy do I think these particular books have been popular Two reasons First I think it is because they involve no harsh garish violence at all They involve game playing really No one is burned or cut or hurt Certainly no one is killed Indeed the whole sadomasochistic predicament is presented as a glorified game played out in luxurious rooms and with very attractive people and involving very attractive slaves There are endless motifs offered for dominance and submission for surrender and love Its like a theme park of dominance and submission a place to go to enjoy the fantasy of being overpowered by a beautiful man or woman and delightfully compelled to surrender and feel keening pleasure without the slightest serious harm I think its authentic to the way many who share this kind of fantasy really feel I think what makes it work for people is the combination of the very graphic and unsparing sexual details mixed with the elegant fairy tale worldUnfortunately a lot of hackwork pornography is written by those who dont share the fantasy and they slip into hideous violence and ugliness thinking the market wants all that when the market never really did Second this is shamelessly erotic It pulls no punches at being what it is Its excessive and it is erotica Before these books a lot of women read what were called womens romances where they had to mark the few hot pages in the book I said well look try this Maybe this is what you really want and you dont have to mark the hot pages because every page is hot Every page is about sexual fulfillment Every page is meant to give you pleasure There are no boring parts Yet its very romantic And well I think this workedLots of people enjoy imagining themselves passive in the hands of a beautiful lover male or female who will force them to enjoy themselves Its a common idea and it cuts across gender and class Men love these sorts of fantasies as much as women And these books offer all kinds of gender combinations women dominating men and women men dominating men and women The books offer ornate and seductive variations on the themes and all of it is interwoven in stories with real characters and again the emphasis is on a lush sensuous realm in which all this happens There are very detailed descriptions of physical interaction and response but the fairy tale spell is sustainedI also went all the way with exploring the mind set of sadomasochism as I saw it letting the fantasy characters talk in depth about what they felt and what they enjoyed and what thrilled them as they were humiliated and overwhelmed I suspect that for some readers this kind of deep exploration of the mentality of the participants was entirely newIs this why they appealed to so many because people want this very combination of elements PerhapsI certainly never found the combination of elements I wanted in anyone elses erotica So I offered what I could not find a light touch elegance preciseness a dreamlike kingdom a dream in which people explore their need to be passive and to pretend that someone gorgeous and irresistible is making them do itPsychiatrists have written volumes on the nature of the sadomasochistic fantasy but when I wrote the trilogy I didnt know of any fiction that really enabled you to slide in it and play the way I wanted to play So I wrote the books I couldnt findI never thought a book as eccentric as Interview with the Vampire would have mass appeal I only knew that I wanted to be with the vampire in the story tell it from his point of view I wanted to be inside his head and heart and reveal his voice and his pain Now as it turned out other people were exploring this same kind of thingthe backstory of the villain the monster or the comic book hero and heroine whod always been described from a distance or in brittle form People wanted to explore all kinds of super characters and hear their intimate musings And I began to seeandof thismovies made in which Superman could bear his soul and Lois Lane could really talk about what it meant to love him The demand for such romantic fantasies grew and grew But did I have any idea that would happen No I wrote what I wanted to read Well the same thing is true with the Beauty booksI didnt know whether that many other people had the fantasies After all we didnt talk much about them Only a small elite knew about the mysterious Story of O But I knew I had these fantasies and I wanted to share them and I felt an overwhelming desire to do them right I didnt want to compromise water them down or shrink from the most humiliating detail I wanted to really delve into intense sensuous pleasure but put a gilded frame around a safe place for the reader from which he or she could go and come with easeOf course these books have from time to time been banned I never expected a library to stock the Beauty trilogy I know that many libraries respond to community standards and I just never thought about it much at all I did notice and I couldnt help notice that the books sold well and steadily and that at every signing I gave people brought them to be signed Recently Ive signed as many copies of the Beauty books as I have of any other book Ive written So I dont worry too much about being banned Ive always shoc.characters ☆ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ✓ A N Roquelaure
characters ☆ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ✓ A N Roquelaure Summary Beauty's Punishment: A Novel (Sleeping Beauty Trilogy Book 2) 107 Ked people Years ago I published a novel about the eighteenth century castrati opera singers titled Cry to Heaven Someone brought a copy back to a bookstore in Stockton California and demanded his money back This is pornography he said There are always some people objecting to what I do Im grateful the Beauty books have been embraced and sustained over the yearsAs a feminist Im very much supportive of eual rights for women in all walks of life And that includes for me the right of every woman to write out her sexual fantasies and to read books filled with sexual fantasies that she enjoys Men have always enjoyed all kinds of pornography How can it be wrong for women to have the same right Were sexual beings And fantasy is where we can do the things we cant do in ordinary life A woman has a right to imagine herself carried away by a handsome prince and to choose for herself as she writes the color of his hair and eyes and imagine his silky voice She has a right to make him as tall as she wants and as strong as he wants Why not Men have always allowed themselves such fantasiesFamous madams have told us for decades that powerful men love to be dominated and come to them for role playing that allows the male client to be passive In fact some madams have said that men who enjoy playing the passive role are often men who are very powerful in real life Well women today arepowerful than ever Theyre Supreme Court judges senators doctors lawyers entrepreneurs executives soldiers cops They can excel in all walks of life And why shouldnt they be able to go home from the courtroom the university or the office and kick back and pretend theyre being swept away to the ueens sadomasochistic kingdom where all the fairy tale court will watch them being ravaged by the handsome Prince The literary world today is wide open for all kinds of creative endeavors We are in a new golden age in which fantasy science fiction speculative fiction historical drama horror gothic and supernatural romance are all mainstream Well the same holds true now obviously for erotica People in general are out of the closet as enjoyers of erotic books The novel Shades of Grey has proved this And I am discovering that the Beauty books in spite of all their playful excessare for the first time going mainstreamBut I wouldnt continue Beautys story I felt that ended just the way I wanted But I might write someI dont think I did all I could do in these books within the fantasy itself in admitting how much the slaves enjoyed ithow they loved it Id deepen that aspect and still keep the tension if I did them todayPeople are muchcomfortable today admitting and talking about what they enjoy in fiction and film MuchPeople are out of the closet about sexuality period The whole world knows women are sensual human beings as well as men Its no secret any that women want to read sexy fiction just as men do and theres a new frankness about the varieties of fantasies one might enjoy So many clichs have been broken and abandoned And this is a wonderful thingNE RICEJUNE THE STORY THUS FARAFTER HER century long slumber the Sleeping Beauty opened her eyes at the kiss of the Prince to find her garments stripped away and her heart as well as her body under the rule of her deliverer At once Beauty was claimed as the Princes naked pleasure slave to be taken to his KingdomWith the grateful consent of her parents and dazed with desire for the Prince Beauty was then brought to the Court of ueen Eleanor the Princes mother to serve as one of hundreds of naked Princes and Princesses all playthings of the Court until such time as they should be rewarded and sent home to their KingdomsDazzled by the rigors of the Training Hall the Hall of Punishments the ordeal of the Bridle Path and her own mounting passion to please Beauty remained the undisputed favorite of the Prince and the delight of her sometime Mistress the lovely young Lady JulianaYet she could not ignore her secret and forbidden infatuation with the ueens exuisite slave Prince Alexi and finally the disobedient slave Prince TristanAfter glimpsing Prince Tristan among the disgraced of the castle Beauty in a moment of seemingly inexplicable rebellion brings upon herself the very same punishment destined for Tristan to be sent away from the voluptuous Court to the degradation of harsh labor in the nearby villageAs our story continues Beauty has just been placed in the cart with Prince Tristan and the other disgraced slaves to be taken down the long road to the auction block in the village marketplaceE PUNISHEDTHE MORNING star was just fading in the violet sky as the huge wooden cart crowded with naked slaves moved slowly over the castle draw bridge The white draft horses plodded steadily towards the winding road and the soldiers drove their mounts close to the high wooden wheels the better to catch with their thudding straps the naked legs and buttocks of the wailing slave Princes and PrincessesFrantically the group huddled together on the rough boards their hands bound to the backs of their necks their mouths gagged and stretched by little leather bits plump breasts and reddened buttocks shiveringSome in desperation glanced back at the high towers of the darkened castle But no one was awake it seemed to hear their cries And a thousand obedient slaves slept within on the silken beds of the Slaves Hall or in their Masters and Mistresses sumptuous chambers unconcerned for those incorrigible ones who were borne away now in the wobbling high railed cart towards the village auctionThe Commander of the Patrol smiled to himself as he saw Princess Beauty the Crown Princes dearest slave press towards the tall heavily muscled figure of Prince Tristan She had been the last to be loaded into the cart and what a lovely slave she was he mused her long straight golden hair hanging loose down her back her little mouth straining to kiss Tristan in spite of the leather bit that gagged her And how could the disobedient Tristan with his hands bound to his neck as securely as those of any other punished slave solace her now the Commander wondered He debated with himself Should he stop this illicit intimacy It would be simple enough to pull Beauty out of the group and spread her legs as he bent her over the railing of the cart spanking with his belt her plump disobedient little sex for its impudence Maybe Tristan and Beauty both should be set down on the road and whipped behind the cart to teach them a good lessonBut in truth the Commander felt just a little bit sorry for the condemned slaves spoilt as they were even the willful Beauty and Tristan By noon they would all have been sold from the block and during the long summer months of village service they would learn plentyThe Commander rode alongside the cart now catching another succulent little Princess with his belt punishing the rosy pubic lips that peeped through a nest of glossy black curls and he plied the strap all the harder when a long limbed Prince sought gallantly to shield herNobility even in adversity the Commander laughed to himself and gave the Prince exactly what he deserved with the strap all theamused when he glimpsed the Princes hard and writhing organWell trained the lot he had to admit the lovely Princesses with their nipples erect and faces flushed the Princes trying to conceal their swelling cocks And as sorry as the Commander felt for them he couldnt help but think of the glee of the villagersAll year the villagers saved their money for this day when only a few coins would purchase for the whole summer long a pampered slave who had been chosen for the Court trained and groomed for the Court and must now obey the lowliest kitchen maid or stable boy who bid high enough at the auctionAnd what an enticing group they were this time their rounded limbs still fragrant with costly perfume pubic hair still combed and oiled as if they went to be presented to the ueen herself and not a thousand leering and eager villagers Cobblers Innkeepers merchants awaited them determined to exact hard labor for their money as well as pretty looks and abject humilityThe cart jostled the crying slaves tumbled them together The distant castle was now nothan a great gray shadow against the lightening sky its vast pleasure gardens concealed by the high walls that surrounded itAnd the Commander smiled as he rode nearer to the thicket of lovely shaped calves and high arched feet in the cart seeing a half dozen splendid unfortunates pressed to the very front rail with no hope at all of escaping the soldiers straps as the others crowded against them All they could do was suirm under the playful assault baring hips and backsides and bellies again to the sting of the belts as they bowed their tear stained facesIt was a luscious sight indeed rendered all theinteresting perhaps by the fact that they didnt really know what lay in store for them No matter how much Court slaves were warned about the village they were never really prepared for the shocks that awaited them If they had really known they would never never have risked the ueens displeasureAnd the Commander couldnt help but think ahead to the end of summer when thoroughly chastened these same wailing and struggling young men and women would be brought back with heads bowed and tongues silent in utter submission What a privilege it would be then to whip them one by one to press their lips to the ueens slipper So let them wail now the Commander mused Let them twist and turn as the sun rose over the rolling green hills and the cart lumbered ever faster down the long road to the village And let the pretty little Beauty and the majestic young Tristan cleave to each other in the very middle of the press They would soon learn what they had brought upon themselvesHe might even stay for the auction this time the Commander thought or at least just long enough to see Beauty and Tristan separated and hoisted one after the other to that block as they deserved and sold off to their new ownersAUTY AND TRISTANBUT BEAUTY why did you do it Prince Tristan whispered Why did you disobey deliberately Did you want to be sent to the village All around them in the rolling cart the Princes and Princesses whimpered and bawled hopelesslyBut Tristan had worked loose the cruel little leather bit that had gagged him and let it drop to the floor And Beauty at once did the same freeing herself of the mean device with the aid of her tongue and spitting it away from her with delicious defianceAfter all they were condemned slaves were they not so what did it matter They had been given by their parents as naked tributes to the ueen told to obey during their years of service But they had failed They were now condemned to hard labor and cruel use by the common peopleWhy Beauty Tristan pressed But no sooner did he ask the uestion again than he covered Beautys open mouth with his own so that Beauty could only receive the kiss standing on tiptoe Tristans organ lifting her moist sex which hungered for him desperately If only their hands were not bound if only she could embrace him Suddenly Beautys feet no longer touched the floor of the cart and she tumbled forward against Tristans chest riding him the throbbing inside her so violent that it obliterated the cries and loud wallops of the mounted soldiers leather straps and Beauty felt her breath sucked up and out of herFor eternity she seemed to float unanchored to the real world of the immense creaking wooden cart with its high wheels the taunting guards the paling sky arching high over the soft dark hills and the dim prospect of the village lying under a blue mist far below them There was no rising sun no clop of the horses hooves no soft limbs of other struggling slaves mashed against her sore buttocks There was only this organ splitting her lifting her and then driving her remorselessly to a silent yet deafening explosion of pleasure Her b.