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Belle’s Beast

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She was beaten into a crumpled pile, he never feared as he approached
There was the smell of tortorus pain all around, the walls of realm broached
Lost in the wilderness of her mind, where her abuser left her for dead
Some how her finder could her the words of abuse in her head

He could hear the words echoing, “slut” and “whore” all around
He could feel the giant fist continually pounding her down
Treated as a dog, made to crawl on all four
Yes, hold on Lil Momma, let me open the door

He could had kicked it in, but why inflict more pain
He could remember the fear in her eyes and the way that she cringed
He spoke to her as a baby, low, soft, and calm
And eventually she allowed him to lift her and carry her back in his arms

Death grip around his neck, as she trembled against his furry flesh
The fear and pain was so thick that they spiritually connected
The connection allowing him to see what only she and her abuser had known
How many times she had been lifted by the neck and physically thrown

Called fucking scum, ugly, and then ravaged like the brutalist of porn
As she closed her mind to reality, he could feel her mind being torn
The beast within him awoke and paced wildly about it’s cage
while washing and dressing her, it tore at the fucking bars with rage

As the wash cloth moved carefully across the bruises, he extracted what he wanted to know
To soothe the beast within, there was certain things he needed to know
Who are you Belle, please trust me, I will protect you
Where does he live and what does this animal do

She could see that glow in his eyes and his fur was standing on end
She told all about her and the animal and how they had started out as friends
She spoke at length of the abuse she received once he knew she couldn’t defend
She could tell the beast was angry although he covered it with a grin

She could swear she keep hearing growling as his lips drew thin
She could had sworn she heard the doors of a cage bang open, just before the beast tucked her in
As she doze off to sleep she thought that she kept hearing “fucking animal” intermixed with growls
She heard the animals name loud and clear and yes there was a vow with words to disembowel

He stood there in the night air under a hunter’s moon
The animal thought that he was a beast, well he would find out differently soon
He sniffed the air before lowering himself down on to all four
He would have to hurry if he intended to meet the animal at his front door

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      • At times humans are the worst of predator, check the stats of missing females of various ages every year. We see movies and literature in various parts ordinary life. Thanks a ton Lady

    1. Quite a write! Quite an accomplishment, too. It was well thought out with detail. It’s intriguing throughout too. I’m sure it was quite a task to take on, but you succeeded. Awesome write.

      • Dude, you don’t know tis but we read you. We commented though not frequently on you pieces on DUP, You’re a Mountain or Pyramid acknowledging a mole hill. Both you and your Lady are and have dropped some serious gems, Thank you

        • Understand that I am a lot of a product of what I read.
          Your style is unique, interesting. It comes from angles no one else sees. Individual talent is impossible to throw into any category. Yours is prime material just as much as mine will ever be.
          I am glad that there is so much diverse writers in here, like on DUP. It’s how we grow in new directions, etc.
          I feed off others more than you know. Every pillar holds up the bridge, dude. You’ve earned yours long ago.

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