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Punishing Belle (Dark BDSM Fairy Tales Erotica) (Twisted Tales Book 8)

Author Jacqueline D Cirque
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ISBN / ASINB00X5X2BWO
ISBN-13978B00X5X2BW1
Sales Rank99,861
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸

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“No area of my nubile body is too soft or tender, too hidden. He punishes it all.”


All innocent Belle ever wanted was a rose. Instead, her father returns from his journey with grave news. She is to accompany him to a castle owned by a strange and malevolent creature, a beast. What the beast intends to do with her, Belle does not know, only that she is to submit completely to his wishes if her father is to live.

But the beast’s desires run much darker than poor Belle could ever imagine. Locked in his dungeon, surrounded by implements of pain and torture, will Belle fall to the monster, or will she find true pleasure within the agony to come?

Please note: This dark retelling of Beauty and the Beast contains themes of strong bondage, defloration, slavery, flogging, A2M and more. It is strictly for fans of hardcore erotica only.

All characters over 18 and not related by blood.

From the top 100, best-selling author of the controversial Cruel Devices series, J D Cirque.

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EXCERPT
Someone enters, a great hulking shadow that spreads over the space in front of me, slowing moving behind my back. I do not know who, or what, it is as the door closes and once again the room is plunged into a thick darkness.
A voice, at my ear. “Are you ready to begin your father’s penance?”
The voice is deep. There is a supernatural edge to it. Fear tightens into a ball at my core.
“Yes,” I reply, thinking of my poor father. “I will do whatever you want if you just release him.”
I’m spun around, restraints twisting freely above, rough hands coming under my thighs, lifting them and pressing my body tight against another, but this is no human body.
Oh god.