hulking and huge with muscles. His arms, his shoulders, his thighs glowed a fearsome shade of bronze. His skin must have been coated with oil, because it shone even in places thick with hair.
Gabrielle didn’t know where to look. She felt humiliated, being naked before this creature, but she felt a tinge of humiliation from him as well. He was naked too.
Well, not quite naked, but what he wore wasn’t exactly clothes.
Gabrielle had never seen anything like it: a black leather dog collar around his neck with Madame’s chain snapped onto a shiny metal O-ring. More black leather across his chest. Just straps, though. Looked like a belt, or a number of belts formed into a harness. Silver snaps and buckles led her eye down the muscular plane of his abdomen to the place she dared not look. It was right there, right out in the open, exposed. If her eyes weren’t playing tricks, there was a leather strap around that, too.
No, two straps: one around his huge dangling ball sack, and the other around the root of his impressive shaft.
My god, I want it! I don’t care who you are, just put that huge, hard cock inside me!
Gabrielle felt her eyes widen with fear. Where had that thought come from? She didn’t even know this man, this beast, this thing ! How could she possibly want him inside her? Had to be the drugs, whatever Madame’s minions had pumped her full of. She’d never been this aroused in all her life. She wanted to be filled, to be fucked. By anyone. By him .
Madame’s sultry voice took her by surprise: “Look your beast in the eye, Suzanne. Look at him. This beast is your sexual drive. This is your desire, my dear.”
Gabrielle’s reluctant gaze climbed the leather harness, lingering on the beast’s shining chest before jumping past the collar and settling on his face. Her vision went fuzzy again. Is that fur? The creature’s fanged face seemed unusually bearded.
“His eyes, Suzanne. Look him in the eye.” Madame tsked, and then went on, “I have him on a chain for the moment, but what happens when we unleash our desires?”
The beast grunted, and that sound travelled Gabrielle’s groin like a thunderclap. As much as she didn’t want to believe it, this half-man half-beast had clearly come to ravage her. How could she possibly fight him off when she couldn’t move?
Mme de Villeneuve took one step closer, and the beast roared angrily. She said, “Yes, I know, my beast. Calm yourself. This will take but a moment, and then you’ll be free to do exactly as you please.”
Exactly as you please? What was that supposed to mean?
Stupid question. He was naked. She was naked. Gabrielle knew exactly what was about to happen.
Fear burned through her like fire. When it arrive at her belly, the sensation transformed into a desperate ache. She couldn’t be aroused by this horrific animal. She couldn’t crave his huge, hard cock.
Her body betrayed her in every way possible.
“What happens when we unleash our desires?” Madame asked as she unsnapped the leash from the beast’s collar. “What happens then, Suzanne?”
Chapter 4
This isn’t happening. This isn’t real.
The snarling beast bounded across the room, following the scent of her ripe, pulpy pussy. It wasn’t her choice to be so aroused. Did he realize that? Would he even care?
No, of course he wouldn’t care. He was a beast, after all. A beast takes what he wants, without a thought for the consequences.
Madame de Villeneuve closed the door, smiling wistfully as she cradled his chain to her chest. Gabrielle wanted to ask why one woman would put another through such an ordeal, but her mouth wouldn’t open.
I’m not Suzanne. I’m not a sex addict. This therapy isn’t for me .
She’d represented herself as someone else, someone who couldn’t get enough sex. Gabrielle was just the opposite. She’d learned to live without. Life was easier, less complicated, more