... the dark hall she had been forbidden to enter by all of the castles inhabitants. The sounds she heard coming from the hall made it hard to resist exploring more.
As she crept down the hall the sounds grew louder and more distinct..a low growl, soft wimpering..was that the sound of slapping flesh? Light from around a door at the end of the hall, filtered through the dusty hall way. Quietly she crept closer.
Crouching silently she got to her knees to peer through the keyhole into the room beyond. She silently gasped as the room came into view and she recognized the equipment of an old dungeon. The sounds were loader now, but the source was beyond her limited view.
Another slap...the soft wimpering which she now recognised as the sound of a muffled female voice...then the voice of the Beast, gravelly and strong, the sound of a predator.
"Will you obey now, slut" he said to the unknown female voice...another load slap, the sound of leather on flesh.
Belle shuffled quietly trying to see further into the dungeon. Finnaly she found an angle to see the occupants of the room. There, in the corner a young blonde girl she recognised from her village! She had dissappeared weeks before Belle had arrived at the castle. Now here she was, bent over a table, arms strapped to the front legs, ball gagg in her mouth. Her feet barely touched the...