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Gaston looked frightened, horror written all over his facial features. He knew that he was bound to die tonight. He squirmed, wriggled and struggled as much as possible. But the beast's grip only grew tighter around his neck.

Gaston gasped for breath, his windpipes being tightly clenched by the Beast's grip. "Y...you wouldn't kill me in front of Belle now would you?"

The beast's eyes flickered toward the frightened Belle. He loosened his grip a little. "No," He said. "But I have a fate much worse for you." He said. He had Gaston imprisoned in the dungeon. He had a little chat with the Enchantress about his punishment.

They both agreed. Gaston deserved what was coming to him. She had granted the Prince the ability to shift to and from Beast form whenever he so desired. The Prince would use this to his advantage when taking on his revenge against poor ole Gaston.

Upon one night, when Belle was away from the castle, he went into Gaston's prison. The room he'd chosen wasn't the best room in the house but wasn't a solid floor without a bed no less. Gaston laid there, asleep. The beast's shadow loomed over him.

"Get up," The beast would growl savagely. When Gaston didn't answer, the beast lunged forward. Large paws grasp the man's neck and raised him up into the air, those ice blue eyes staring at him. "GET UP!" He bellowed.

Frantic eyes shot open, the man gasped. He wriggled around like a fish out of water. "What the hell!" He would gasp as the Beast smirked wide.

"Good, you're awake." He snorted. "Now, time to get busy," He said tossing the man back on the bed.

With a thud, Gaston's large muscular form landed on the bed, causing it to squeak. "W...what do you mean?" Gaston questioned. Pretty soon he saw Beast lift up his two legs and watched him crawl onto the bed. He gasped.

He could easily see the outline of a massive penis, entrapped between layers of brownish fabric that served as the man's trousers. The young man would gulp a large lump in his throat.

"Yeah, that's right." The beast said in a snarl. "You are my bitch," He said. He would clamber his way up toward Gaston. Those lupine legs of his soon were at the man's waistline. Gaston inhaled, the intoxicating aroma of Beast's musk filled his nostrils, it made him a bit woozy. But he felt a twitch between his own trousers.

The exhilarating scent of the Beast began to make Gaston extremely hard for some reason. He had no idea what was happening. But soon his fingers began to find themselves exploring that massive body of the Beast's.

The beast observed Gaston's attire. He currently was wearing his tight leather pants that hugged at his legs, and that red leather vest that hugged at his beautiful muscles. The beast grinned and spoke. "Looks like at least we'll have to be rid of these,"

With that the Beast grabbed Gaston's waistline, gripping his fingers against the leather pants he wore and yanked them off. Once freed, Gaston's thick member flung itself into the air. It bobbed several times before coming to a standstill. The man's fleshy meat stood easily 8" in length.

The beast smirked. "Big boy, aren't we?" The beast chuckled. "It seems like someone is enjoying this treatment." The beast leaned forward, pressing his nostrils against the man's shaft. He inhaled the scent that radiated from Gaston's throbbing penis.

"Hmmm," The beast would almost murr. His blue eyes flickered toward Gaston, who was whimpering and shuttering at the feel of Beast's cold nose against his member.

"M...hmp!" Was the noise that the human-made. This caused the Beast to chuckle. "What's wrong, beast got your tongue little fag?" He said with a harsh tone. "GOOD!" He bellowed. "Because from now on, when I want sex, you'll give me it. No questions asked, got it!"

"Do I make myself clear?" He said. No answer came from Gaston, this only made him madder. He grasped the man by the throat. "DOES THIS MAKE ME CLEARER!" He barked. Gaston's fear-filled eyes flickered toward the Beast's.

Gaston choked. "Y...yes!" The beast didn't let go. In fact, he tightened the grip. He just loved to see Gaston's face turn beet red as he cut off the wind out of his pipes. The man struggled and grunted. But before he could pass out, Beast let go.

Gaston gasped for air, collapsing onto the bed. He noticed that the Beast was crawling further forward. He eyed that large penis in front of him and gulped. The beast was much bigger than he was by far. He measured a good 10" thick and was easily 4 to 5" in width. He was a monster! That cock was throbbing and oozing thick layers of precum already at the red fleshy tip.

Gaston could see a knot at the end as well, like a canine's. It was easily 3" thick. He knew that his ass was going to be sore after all was said and done. The beast's groin was soon practically in Gaston's face. That thick canine meat stick of his grinding against that chiseled face.

"Lick it," He ordered. Gaston whined softly. "LICK!" The beast hollered with a loud tone to his voice. Gaston's wet tongue soon began to slide between his lips. The wet appendage began to glide across the Beast's throbbing cock. He could hear the beast exhale through his nostrils.

"Yeah, that's it," He said in a cooing voice. "Lick master's dick," He ordered. Gaston continued. His tongue extending further out from his mouth, wrapping itself around the throbbing boomstick.

Gaston opened his mouth, nice and wide. Moving forward he pressed the member deep into his mouth. Another exhale escapes the Beast. "Yeah...oh fuck yeah baby, suck daddies cock," He said. "You like it don't you little bitch?"

Gaston hated to admit it, but the cock tasted lovely inside his mouth. His tongue eagerly glided across it. Wrapping around it like it was a thick monolith. He was pushing himself on and off it in gentle motion. But pretty soon, the Beast caught onto what he was doing.

The Beast would adjust himself, his paws eagerly grasp the back of the man's head, clutching that handsome black hair of his. He soon began to thrust his hips forward. That member of his began to push deep into his mouth, making him gag and choke on that fat meaty dog head.