Where the Bad Guys Always Win

No One Fucks Like Gaston

Gaston had always been known as a Man's Man. He was abnormally strong, ruggedly handsome, and was an extremely skilled hunter. The de-facto leader of his village, Gaston was used to getting his way. Everyone else in town adored him, doing anything to make him happy. After all, no one shoots like Gaston. No one drinks like Gaston. No one bulges like Gaston. He was so manly that all the women in the town fawned over him.

That is, except for Belle.

Belle had always confounded Gaston. She was undeniably beautiful, but she wasn't interested in being Gaston's wife. Instead, she was more interested in books. A woman who would rather read than cook, what poppycock! Gaston had been trying to get in Belle's bloomers for years, but was always unsuccessful. 

Then, things got strange. Belle's father, Maurice, came back from being lost and said Belle was trapped in the abandoned castle outside town. Wanting to seize the opportunity, Gaston convinced the local warden to have Maurice committed, meaning Belle would HAVE to marry Gaston in order to survive. When Belle came back, however, she revealed the existence of the Beast, and Gaston realized that she was in love with him. 

Angered over this animal taking away his best chance to bed Belle, Gaston gathered the townsfolk together to storm the Beast's Castle and kill him once and for all. Belle was locked away to keep her from interfering. Led by the mighty Gaston, the townspeople stormed the castle, though the ferocious Beast scared many of them away. Not Gaston, though. The burly man stared down the bulky furry and put all of his fighting skills to use. 

Hours later, Gaston had finished loading up a wagon full of spoils from the castle, then sent Lafou off to store it in his house until later, before unfurling a blanket on the tall grass outside. Then, he smiled as Belle ran up, having finally escaped and ran towards her love. The young woman confronted Gaston, demanding to know where Beast was. The burly man was calm and collected as he told Belle all about the attack. Beast and his little cohorts were tricky in their own right, but no one hunts better than Gaston. 

Realizing his implication, Belle's eyes widened, tears filling her eyes. Gaston didn't miss a step, though, and told Belle that she would be lucky enough to get with a real man now. He walked up, his large frame towering over Belle, with the young woman suddenly becoming very frightened. Gaston reached down and cupped Belle's chin, telling her that with the Beast gone, there was no one left to stand in their way, and the girl would indeed be his now. Belle tried to slap him away, but hurt her hand on his chiseled frame. 

Chuckling at her resistance, Gaston decided he needed to show Belle what her correct answer would be. With his mighty strength, the brutal man grabbed Belle and easily tore her dress off, leaving her completely naked. The brown-haired woman knew Gaston was a brute, but never thought he'd be this cruel. A smug look still on his face, Gaston threw Belle down on the blanket, then undid his pants. Belle gasped when she saw his large, thick cock, fully erect and pointed straight at her.

She attempted to crawl away, but Gaston easily pinned Belle down on the ground. He began to "sweet talk" Belle, telling her how she would adore being his perfect wife, doing proper womanly things like cooking and cleaning, and stop doing such unnatural things for a woman, such as reading or being independent. Belle was horrified by his plans and tried to pry him off. However, he was several times stronger than her, so her efforts had no real effect at all. Gaston told her that, as the village's manliest man, he had a right to her body and began to lick her cheek, leaving his saliva all over her face. 

Desperate, Belle tried once again to squirm away, but Gaston easily kept her pinned as he continued to lick and kiss her body. Eventually, he trapped her head in one of his large hands and leaned down to kiss her. She tried to clamp her lips tight, but Gaston easily forced his tongue through, kissing her very deeply. Belle had little choice but to allow Gaston to explore her mouth. His technique was sloppy and unromantic in every way, but Belle had no room to protest. She even tried to bite down, but even his tongue was too strong for her. Young Belle felt helpless and violated as she was unable to stop the brute from having his way with her body. 

When Gaston finally ended the kiss, Belle coughed and spit out Gaston's fluids. Normally, he would've gotten angry at this, but Gaston merely looked at her bemused. Keeping the young girl trapped beneath him, Gaston ran his tongue along the rest of her body, licking and sucking on her neck and shoulders before moving down to her chest. Belle gasped in shame and embarrassment as her tits were mashed, fondled, and licked in a rough, uncaring fashion. She had read numerous romance novels and once imagined finding her Prince Charming who would make gentle, sweet love to her, but this was the complete opposite. 

Despite how much Belle hated this and with how terrible Gaston's lovemaking was, he was having his desired effect on the girl. She was ashamed to admit that his attention on her boobs was causing her to get aroused, as Gaston noted by her erect nipples. He chuckled, telling her that her body knows what it wants, then pinching the nipples and stretching them out. Belle yelped in pain, begging the burly man to stop his assault on her, tears now freely flowing from her eyes, but Gaston merely ignored her and continued his tongue bath on her boobs.

After feasting on her boobs for a few minutes, Gaston stopped, then stood up, cock still erect. Belle was confused, but the man said that it wasn't right for a couple to have sex before marriage and began making plans for their wedding. Belle interjected, telling him that they would never be married and that she'd tell the entire village of his sexual assault. Looking down, Gaston chuckled in amusement. He reminded her that the entire village loved him, not her, and not only would her cries go unheard, but Gaston could make things much, much worse, especially for her father.

With the reality of the situation crashing down around her, Belle gasped and shuffled away. Gaston, dick still erect, told his future wife that if she accepted his proposal, to worship her new husband. Belle froze for several seconds, trying to find a way out of this horrible situation, but Gaston was as powerful as he said he was, especially now that Beast couldn't support her. Furthermore, she loved her father very much and would never want to put him in harm's way. If she continued to resist, he'd be the one to suffer.

Tears flowing freely, a sullen Belle got on her knees and accepted Gaston's proposal, telling him she would be honored to be his wife. She then crawled forward and grasped Gaston's cock, and with trepidation began to lick and suck on his shaft. She could barely fit her mouth around it, and was scared to feel it in her pussy later. Her technique was clumsy and amateurish, but Gaston loved it all the same and petted Belle's head. He savored his final, ultimate victory over her, and would relish finally having her in his clutches for eternity. 

By the time the new couple got back to the village, plans were well underway for the wedding, and only a few days later the event happened. The entire village fawned over Gaston, congratulating him on nabbing such a beautiful bride, with the women expressing jealousy that they couldn't be in Belle's place. The young girl was obviously uncomfortable about the entire situation, but nobody except her father noticed or paid attention. The wedding went off without a hitch, and soon Gaston and Belle were newlyweds, much to Belle's horror. 

That evening, Gaston and Belle finally returned to his home, where Belle knew she would be spending the rest of their lives. Eager to consummate their marriage, Gaston quickly stripped naked and told Belle to do the same and head to the bedroom. The sullen Belle obeyed her husband and stripped, then crawled on the bed. Splaying out her naked body before the bully, Belle closed her eyes, bracing herself for the inevitable.

Crawling on top of her, Gaston once again feasted on Belle's tits. He simply could not get enough of her tasty mounds. Belle gasped and yelped, Gaston's techniques just as clumsy and brutish as always, but the feeling of complete helplessness, combined with actually being Gaston's wife, made Belle get aroused, much to her disgust. The hunter continued to suck on her tits, pleased to hear his new wife gasping in pleasure despite her hatred of him. He smiled inwardly. Pretty soon she'd be begging for him to fuck her. 

A few minutes later, Gaston found his cock was raging hard and needed to be satisfied. The thick man sat back on his knees and pushed Belle's legs wide open, revealing her moist pussy. Upon realizing what was going to happen next, Belle became desperate and tried to push and punch the man away. She may be his wife now, but she still wasn't willing. However, she was still far too weak and Gaston barely noticed her resistance. Guiding his cock to her entrance, he waited for a second to drink in her fear as he began the process to claim her as his and his alone. 

For the first time in a while, Gaston's expression broke, as he groaned entering Belle's pussy. It was far tighter than he expected, and he had trouble pushing through. Belle groaned as well, gritting her teeth through the pain as Gaston's cock threatened to split her apart. Finally, he reached her hymen and smiled. With one last thrust, Gaston consummated their marriage and claimed Belle's virginity. She screamed at the top of her lungs as pain coursed through her body, but Gaston simply ignored her as he continued to pump her vice-like cunt. 

Soon, Gaston fell into a proper rhythm and began to fuck Belle as hard and fast as he could. As he did, he grabbed her wrists and pinned her to the bed, then once again kissed his new wife, savoring the taste of her lips. Belle squealed as she was fucked, the shame of being raped by this man filling her and, oddly enough, arousing her. She felt the pain in her pussy washing away into pleasure, and the feeling of her erect nipples brushing up against his massive chest teasing her in just the right way. His sloppy kiss was also arousing her in his own way. 

Taking stock of her situation, Belle felt well and truly helpless, and finally completely resigned herself to her fate. She relaxed her body and allowed Gaston to ravish her to his heart's content. Sensing her giving up, Gaston smiled and truly began to maul his wife. Belle was shocked to find that surrendering increased her arousal and soon she was moaning in pleasure, even having an orgasm or two. After what felt like forever, Gaston roared and unloaded deep in Belle's womb. She screamed, then just lied there on the bed, broken. The feeling of Gaston's seed inside her was the final nail. 

Belle was well and truly Gaston's property now. 

One year later, Belle stirred the stew on the stove, anticipating her husband Gaston's hunger once he got home. She winced as she felt legs kicking her on the inside. Her belly had gotten huge, and Belle was sure there was more than one kid inside her. She used to think her worst nightmare was bearing Gaston's kids, but now that she was, it wasn't quite as bad as she expected. Sure, she wasn't allowed to leave the house without his permission and was never allowed to read anything except recipes, but the sex was good. Belle walked through the living room and noticed Beast's stuffed head mounted above the fireplace. Every time she saw it she lamented what had happened, and then pushed it from her mind. After all, there was nothing she could do, so why mourn?

Shortly after finishing dinner preparations, the door slammed open and Gaston strutted in. Belle noticed that his clothes were unkempt and she could guess why. He was likely over at the bar, fucking one or all three of the bimbo waitresses who adored him. Once Belle got too pregnant to fuck, Gaston often went down to the bar to relieve his horniness. She didn't like it, but it's not like her opinion mattered anymore. 

Plopping down on his favorite chair, Gaston ordered dinner, and Belle walked in and served it to her husband. She then stood off to the side and watched him eat, sloppy as always, in case he needed a beer refill or something else. She'd be allowed to eat after he was done, then she would get busy cleaning up after her mess, then it would be time to go to bed after sucking Gaston off. Belle quickly learned never to cross her husband. Gaston, meanwhile, adored having Belle completely his and was actually excited to be a father. He hoped he'd have a son, in order to teach him to be as manly as his dad is. 

Belle, deep down, always had a feeling things would turn out this way.

After all, no one dominates like Gaston can.