Hungry For Affection

by Lilith Frances

  “So I should saw your head off first then,” the beast said.

  “A very sharp axe would be preferable,” I responded.

  The beast adjusted his seating position on the floor as his face lit up with excitement causing his wide eyes to reflect the glow of the fire.

  “I do have a chopping axe outside,” he quickly said, “It’ll need sharpening an all but I can do that for yers when the rain stops. It’s what I use for the logs, they are fatter than your neck so it’ll work. Just one chop is all it’ll take.”

  “Yes, that’ll be… acceptable, thank you,” I said.

  “Ahh, but it’ll aft to be morning,” the beast continued, “It’s soon dark and still raining.”

  “I don’t mind waiting,” I said.

  “But I’m hungry now,” he added.

  I remained silent and continued staring at the flames in the fireplace. My naked body was just beginning to feel warm and I didn’t relish the idea of a hungry beast at my side. My mind span with indecision, should I wait and continue this mental torture or try and get my death over with as quickly as possible? I was unable reach a decision.

  “What if…” the beast said before I interrupted him.

  “No, a dull blade is out of the question,” I said in a louder tone, “You’ll just have to be patient, it’s what decent folk do.”

  We continued to sit while I stared at the fire as the flames danced among the logs. My stomach rumbled with hunger which reminded the beast of his own need for sustenance while I sensed his eyes staring at me. I no longer felt any embarrassment being naked in front of him, in fact I felt no shame whatsoever not making any attempt to cover my nudity, for I knew his desire for my body was only related to food.

  “I need rest,” I said calmly as I heaved myself up from the stool making sure to keep my arm outstretched, “I take it there’s a bed upstairs.”

  The beast nodded.

  “Yea, you can use my bed,” he said, “It’s warm an all. Then I’ll lop your head off on the morrow, or if yer like I can snap your neck now then you ave no need for rest.”

  I stared at him as my mind raced with indecision.

  “Have you ever snapped someone’s neck before?” I asked.

  “Na, the idea just came to me,” he replied, “I’m sure I can do it, I’m big an all. Your neck’s skinny.”

  I continued to stare while mulling over the idea. My heart pounded in disbelief that my mind was considering such a thing. Yet the thought if him not being successful and having to make multiple attempts filled me with dread. At least a sharp axe was certain with just one swing.

  “Thank you for considering such a thing,” I said, “You’re beginning to show compassion. But I think it best for me to take my rest and you may use your sharpened axe tomorrow.”

  “As you wish,” he said.

  With great care I climbed the narrow staircase to the bedroom above.

  Chapter 8 – Exhaustion

  The small bedroom was in a very bad state of disrepair. A gaping hole in the roof let in the pouring rain which formed a large puddle around the base of the bed while the rafters above looked soon to collapse. It didn’t worry me in the slightest however, for having a roof collapse would be far preferable to what was in store for me.

  It was growing increasingly dark outside and the bedroom was unlit so with great care I made my way across the room, stepping into the puddle along the way, and clambered my way onto the large bed that stank of something unimaginable. The filthy sheets and blankets were damp but I was too exhausted to care and actually felt comfort as I pulled them up covering my naked body. My injury throbbed intermittently within a constant sting no matter in what position I placed my arm.

  I could hear the beast rummaging around the room below. I wondered if he would sneak into the bedroom during my slumber and swiftly end my life, I was tempted to suggest such a thing but I was simply too exhausted.

  The room was cold, the bed was cold, and I was cold. Rather than fight it I relaxed my body, stretched out within the bed, forcing myself not to shiver. If I accepted the cold I’d cease feeling it and my long term health was no longer important. I no longer cared what happened to me so long as no longer felt pain.

  There was then a strange sensation of warmth that oozed within the blankets, as though the damp bed was warming itself. It made no sense as to why such a thing would happen and it couldn’t be anything to do with the rain. The warmth was felt around my buttocks as I stared at the rafters above me. I was laying within a puddle of warm liquid. For a moment I thought I may be bleeding so I sat up and quickly flicked the blankets to one side for a better view. Even within the near darkness I was relieved to see it wasn’t blood but upon closer inspection I could see what it was as this warm liquid continued to spurt from my intimate orifice. It was urine. I couldn’t believe my eyes and wondered why I wasn’t feeling it coming out. Wetting the bed was something I hadn’t done since childhood and part of me felt humiliated at doing such a thing. I was so glad the beast wasn’t there to witness it. I tutted loudly with self pity. Covering myself once more I rested my head back upon the pillow and closed my eyes. At least I now felt warm.

  I couldn’t understand why I wasn’t crying. A silent weep would be acceptable under the circumstances, but something niggled in the back of my mind telling me to remain strong right up until the end.

  The rain continued to pour some of which bouncing against the roof tiles above with a gentle hypnotic sound that relaxed my mind. It wasn’t long before I my heavy eyes remained shut and I fell into a much needed deep sleep.

  Chapter 9 – A Misunderstanding

  The spring sunshine was directly within my face as I awoke causing me to instinctively move my arm to cover my eyes only to let out a small scream as my injury throbbed once more. I continued to lay and stare at the broken roof above whilst taking deep breaths to control the pain. It was a number of minutes before I managed to heave myself up.

  “Morning,” the beast said whilst standing at the base of the bed.

  My eyes lit up with surprise while my body jerked. My heart already began to pound at the thought of what was to happen to me that day.

  “Oh, you startled me,” I said resting my palm arm against my naked chest, “How long have you been there?”

  “Ooo, a couple of hours give or take,” he said, “I didn’t wanna wake you.”

  We stared at one another in silence for a few moments. Something was different about his appearance, his hair was tidy and his beard less scruffy.

  “So, have you, um, prepared yet?” I asked, “Have you sharpened your axe?”

  He shook his head vigorously.

  “Nope,” he replied heaving out his chest, “And I shan’t be doing so. I was thinking about what you told me last night and this has all been a misunderstanding on my part. I apologise and hope you can forgive me for what I did to you. I’m not well educated you see and didn’t fully listen to what you were saying, I only cared for my dinner.”

  I had never heard him speak in such a verbose manner before, he appeared almost civilised, yet I didn’t wish to get my hopes up just yet in case this was some kind of elaborate trick.

  “Right,” I responded softly whilst carefully choosing my words, “If you truly mean what you’re saying then I do forgive you, but precisely what misunderstanding are you referring to?”

  “You’re the Queen,” he said, “And I should treat you with respect.”

  Technically I was no longer Queen for I had resigned but I chose not to tell him.

  “You came here to talk terms of peace between your kingdom and myself,” he continued, “Yet I treated you as just another peasant to fill my stomach. You even unclothed willing to unite with me yet I ignored you. Well I’ve been up all night long thinking about your words and I’ve decided to accept your terms. We will marry and declare peace.”

  I continued to stare at him wide eyed.

  “Um, what?” I said.

  “That i
s why you came?” The beast asked.

  I nodded my head not believing what was being suggested.

  “Yes, that’s exactly why I came,” I quickly responded, “Peace is the highest priority in these matters even if it means I’m to marry someone such as yourself, yet dare I say, you’re very handsome and charming.”

  I was talking nonsense while making up lies upon the spot, but I’d do anything to prevent him taking my life even if it meant a marriage of perversion with such a ghastly creature. I’d also be saving the kingdom in the presses and could return home a heroine after all.

  I smiled brightly as the beast’s face began to blush. He gave me a smile in return revealing his bad teeth.

  “I don’t think my people will be willing to accept you just yet,” I said, “We’d have to keep our engagement secret for a while until I can persuade my people of your good intentions.”

  The beast nodded.

  “As you wish,” he said.

  “I should get going,” I said moving the blankets to one side and sliding myself from the bed, “I’ll persuade my people you’re not the monster they believe you to be and that they should no longer fear you.”

  “We should consummate first,” the beast said, “To seal our bond.”

  “I was about to suggest that very thing,” I quickly said with a bright grin whilst lying through my teeth.

  The beast tried his best to stand within the confines of the small bedroom. His large hands wrapped themselves under my arms while I stood on tiptoe, his lips already pursed ready to kiss me. Before I had time to react his fat lips were already pressed against mine, his disgusting breath wafting up my nose, and sticky mucus dribbling down my chin. I gagged and vomited a line of saliva against his face.

  “Stop, stop!” I quickly blurted while wiggling away from him.

  “What’s wrong my love?” He asked with a look of confusion.

  “That was a beautiful kiss,” I said softly, “But please be careful of my injured arm, it still aches.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said, “I don’t know my own strength, I’ll be gentle I promise.”

  Not giving him the time to figure out that I was lying about the kiss I stood on tiptoe once more and pursed my lips ready to receive another. This time he bent down rather then held me then pressed his lips against mine. Closing my eyes I imagined I was no longer within my body, as I daydreamed about happier times, ignoring all the sensations and tastes entering my mouth. It wasn’t long before his lips parted and his long tongue slid inside my mouth, his breath and saliva intermixing with my own.

  With my thoughts elsewhere I didn’t immediately notice when he parted the kiss and I continued to stand with my eyes closed and my lips pursed. It was only when I heard him sitting back down that I realised.

  “This is like a fairytale dream come true,” I said with a fake gasp of wonder before licking my lips.

  “I’m not good with romance,” the beast said, “But I do love you.”

  “I love you too,” I responded with an exaggerated tone of blissful happiness, “I will love you always and always, forever and ever.”

  I let out a happy giggle that sounded incredibly fake, lucking he didn’t appear to notice. He was busy staring at my naked body but I sensed it wasn’t food he was thinking about but sexual desire. I stared to blush.

  “We should…” the beast said before stopping due to his own embarrassment.

  “This will be my first time, so please be gentle,” I said softly.

  “Mine too,” he said as he stood up and proceeded to remove his loin cloth.

  He was so hairy that with or without his loin cloth he still had the appearance of being fully clothed, yet once he removed it I wasn’t sure where to look. His manhood resembled a thick sausage, about ten inches length that wobbled between his legs from a mass of tangled wiry hair. I was inexperienced in such matters and wasn’t sure what men normally looked like down there but the beast’s appendage resembled that of a horse.

  “Am I suitable?” He asked causing me to giggle with embarrassment.

  “Erm,” I said while trying to find the right words.

  The beast sat upon the bed while I sat beside him while my eyes moves in different directions wishing to look while at the same not wishing to look.

  My eyes then widened and I couldn’t help stare as his manhood twitched a number of times of its own accord. It then started to inflate, increasing in both length and girth, changing from flesh tone to dark purple. It continued twitching as it grew while the tip reshaped itself becoming wide at the top revealing a hole hidden within a dimple. It didn’t stop growing until it was at least fourteen inches in length and thicker than my arm. A dribble of moisture seeped from the hole enhancing the velvety shine of the tip.

  “Oh, erm, um, that’s very large, um,” I said stumbling upon my words.

  “I’ll be gentle, I promise,” he said.

  There was no way I could simply lay back on the bed and take the full weight of the beast on top of me while he inserts something so large inside my delicate body. It simply was not going to work. If we were to share our bodies in such a way we’d have to take a different approach.

  “Don’t worry,” the beast continued, “You can be on all fours on the bed while I stand behind you.”

  He knew what I was thinking but it was still going to be a near impossible task. Something that large was sure to damage my insides.

  “Erm, yes, that is acceptable,” I said with my eyes still fixated upon his large purple twitching manhood.

  Very slowly I clambered upon the bed and placed myself on all fours with my bottom pointing toward the beast while arching my back to get into the best position. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to take his manhood within my virgin intimate region but I was going to have to grin and bear it, and most of all pretend to enjoy it.

  “I’m ready,” I said softly, “Remember your promise to be gentle.”

  My eyes widened then closed as the tip of his manhood tickled the crevice between my buttocks as he clambered into position behind me. His fat hands took hold of my hips and he began to push forward. There was already a feeling of dampness on his manhood as it rested between the cheeks of my bottom.

  “I’m ready now,” he said before lurching forward.

  Nothing happened only that his manhood pushed me forward causing me to land face first against the filthy blankets of the bed. It took me a few moments to reposition myself but this time I made sure my arms were straight and my legs wider apart. I then poked out my bottom once more.

  “Take it slower,” I said softly.

  I then felt his manhood press up against me again pushing against the crevice between my buttocks.

  “Wait, wait, wait,” I quickly said, “Are you sure you’re doing this right? It’s the lower hole you should be aiming for not my… um, not my… have you got the right hole?”

  “I only see one hole,” the beast replied.

  He was more bewildered as to the act of sex than I was, I could see this was going to be a very difficult activity for the both of us with me having to take charge of proceedings. I was totally out of my depth.

  “Right,” I said softly, “From your position you should see two holes one above the other, one small and one large. It’s the larger one below that’s for the insertion of your… um, your male appendage.”

  “I only see one hole, this one here,” he said as he pressed his finger against the centre of my bottom.

  I let out a frustrated sigh then tutted loudly before turning around on the bed and facing him. The beast was still standing beside the bed with his large erect purple manhood practically inches from my face. I stared directly at it before looking up as the beast’s face.

  “This is the hole I’m referring to!” I said sternly before pointing at my crotch.

  “Is that a hole? It looks like folds,” he responded.

  “Oh, I see why you’re confused,” I said, “Well the folds part and there’s a hole
inside.”

  It was clear I was going to have to show him yet somehow it felt totally inappropriate, undignified in fact, and even a disgusting thing to do. Placing my hand between my legs I parted the lips of my intimate region revealing my birthing hole beneath. The beast leant forward for a closer inspection while my face warmed with embarrassment. He appeared to be taking his time trying to see what he could find inside.

  “Right,” I quickly said taking my hand back and letting my lips flap back into place, “Let’s try this again.”

  I got back onto all fours once more and pointed my bottom toward the beast as he got himself into position.

  “Why does it have so many folds then, the other hole doesn’t?” He asked.

  “I don’t know, just stop asking questions and put your cock up there!” I moaned with frustration.

  I couldn’t believe how slow this was taking so I leant back pressing my intimate region against his manhood trying to start the process. The beast leant forward and I felt my lower lips part as his tip started making its way inside. I steadied myself, making sure I was secure by pressing firmly against the bed sheets, arching my back and widening the gap between my knees. The rim of his manhood rubbed against my inner region but not managing to enter much beyond the outer lips. He was at a slight angle, pushing against one side then the other, before a sudden strange feeling developed around my groin as my insides began to widen. His tip had finally managed to enter and he was applying more pressure sliding his manhood inside. My insides widened further as my body accepted the natural process of mating but while there was a certain amount of pleasure there was also pain, his appendage was too wide.

  “Stop for a moment,” I gasped already breathless, “Urgh!”

  The beast stopped then began stroking my buttocks with his large dirty hands while I rested. I was tempted to ask him to withdraw but this was something I had to do in order to convince him I was serious about marriage.

  “Right, you may continue,” I said, “But please be…”

  His manhood slipped in further with one forceful jerk making me feel my insides were splitting. I let out a near silent scream as I attempted to regain breath.