Rape of the Beast

An excerpt from Rape of the Beast

Madame Cara kept her eyes closed pretended not to hear the heavy breathing of the beast. She lay perfectly still, hoping that it would lose interest and slip away again as it had before.

Suddenly, however, she became acutely aware that her silk robe was slipping open. It slid with excruciating slowness across her bare breasts, exposing them to the gaze of the hairy beast.

Then she felt its touch on her bare skin, sliding gently over her smooth belly, raising the hairs on her neck, making the blood pound in her ears.

She heard it huff and felt its hot breath upon her breast. It sent a chill thru her that hardened her dark Italian nipples. Its sniffing continued down her body, to her very center, her panty-clad pelvis, where the beast boldly snuffed at her moistening crotch.

Madame Cara did not know why she felt such a powerful sexual thrill that the creature was examining her so intimately. Perhaps it was its animal power, its musky scent. Or perhaps it was the thought that this creature might at any moment tear her to pieces as he has his other victims...or perhaps force himself upon her and fill her with his animal seed, as he had Brigitte.