Sleeping Beauty, Awakened by Rape
Original Story of Sleeping Beauty, Awakened by Cock in Pussy
Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty, Awakened by Rape
- Anne Rice has also written erotica.
- What are they?
- They are the The Sleeping Beauty Trilogy.
- I actually read the first book, The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, in around 1994.
- It is pure explicit hardcore sadomasochistic pornography.
- Basically, every page is explicit description of SM sex.
- The story evolves around the Sleeping Beauty — a 15 years-old girl, and umpteen other teen girls and boys as sex slaves.
- Even though i love SM, but the story is pretty boring and shallow.
- I read a couple of chapters of the 2nd book: Beauty's Punishment but lost interest to continue.
For the type of sexual acts that Anne narrates in detail, see these Second Life screenshots:
Note that Anne's erotica is hardcore sadomasochism, but it does not involve killing as far as i know. On the other hand, the father of SM, do. See: Justine by Marquis de Sade (Torture Porn, 1700s). See also, a modern torture porn sci-fi: The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect.
Plot Summary of Anne Rice Sleeping Beauty (by AI)
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give plot summary of each book in Anne Rice Sleeping Beauty Trilogy
### The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty (1983)
- In this erotic retelling of the classic fairy tale, Princess Beauty awakens from a century-long enchanted sleep not with a kiss, but through sexual intercourse with a bold Prince who claims her as his own.
- He transports her to his kingdom, where she enters a realm of ritualized erotic servitude.
- There, Beauty joins other royal slaves—princes and princesses from various lands—who undergo intense training in submission, including public humiliations, spankings, and forced encounters with nobles and fellow slaves.
- She forms a deep connection with Prince Alexi, another slave who shares his own transformative journey from rebellion to surrender under the watchful eye of Queen Eleanor.
- As Beauty navigates this world of pleasure and pain, her disobedience leads to a severe punishment, banishing her to a neighboring village for further degradation, setting the stage for deeper explorations of desire and power.
### Beauty's Punishment (1984)
- Continuing directly from the first book, Beauty and fellow slave Prince Tristan are sold at a public auction in the village.
- Beauty becomes the property of the innkeeper Mistress Lockley, enduring degrading encounters with the Captain of the Guard and a rowdy orgy among soldiers.
- Tristan, acquired by the Queen's chronicler Nicholas, is harnessed as a human pony, pulling carts, foraging with his mouth, and submitting to public whippings and intimate violations that test his limits.
- Amid these trials, Tristan grapples with his profound love for punishment itself, confessing his need to surrender completely to Nicholas, who reciprocates with unexpected tenderness.
- Beauty witnesses the brutal flogging of the rebellious Prince Laurent on a public cross and reunites passionately with Tristan under Nicholas's voyeuristic gaze.
- The narrative escalates with a sudden raid by Arab soldiers, who abduct Beauty, Tristan, Laurent, and others, shipping them across the sea to serve in the opulent but perilous palace of the Sultan.
### Beauty's Release (1985)
- The trilogy concludes with the abducted slaves—Beauty, Tristan, and Laurent—enduring a grueling sea voyage to the Sultan's exotic realm, where Tristan laments the loss of his beloved master Nicholas.
- Upon arrival, they are groomed and inspected by the eunuch steward Lexius, who demands absolute perfection.
- Beauty is initiated into the harem of the Sultan's wives, where she pleasures the enigmatic Sultana Inanna, discovering the tragic mutilations inflicted on the women there.
- Laurent and Tristan are thrust into the Garden of Male Delights, enduring crucifixions, whippings, and orgiastic banquets, while Laurent secretly dominates Lexius in private acts of reversal.
- The slaves perform for the Sultan himself in his bedchamber, blending submission with fleeting moments of control.
- A daring rescue orchestrated by the Captain of the Guard allows their escape, with Lexius unexpectedly joining them, but the journey home brings heartbreak as Beauty learns she must be released from servitude to fulfill her royal duties and marry.
- Back in Queen Eleanor's kingdom, Laurent, Tristan, and Lexius face sentencing to the pony stables for a year of further training under the stern groom Gareth, where new bonds and dominations form.
- Laurent inherits his throne, returns to set his realm aright, and proposes to Beauty, leading to a triumphant union that promises a "happily ever after" infused with their shared erotic wisdom.
Plot Summary of Anne Rice Sleeping Beauty (from Wikipedia 2025-09-28)
The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty
- In the first chapter of the story, Beauty is awakened from her hundred-year sleep by the Prince, not with a kiss, but through copulation, initiating her into a Satyricon-like world of sexual adventures.
- After stripping her naked he takes her to his kingdom, ruled by his mother Queen Eleanor, where Beauty is trained as a slave and a plaything.
- The rest of the naked slaves, dozens of them, in the Queen's castle are princes and princesses sent by their royal parents from the surrounding kingdoms as tributes.
- In this castle they spend several years learning to become obedient and submissive sexual property, accepting being spanked and forced to have sex with nobles and slaves of both sexes, being publicly displayed and humiliated, and crawling around on their hands and knees like animals until they return to their own lands "being enhanced in wisdom."
- In the castle Beauty meets another slave, Prince Alexi, with whom she copulates passionately.
- After that he tells her about the long rigorous journey he had in the castle.
- Alexi previously had been a stubborn prince who fought back all the attempts to break him, until the Queen sent him to the kitchen to have him tortured by crude kitchen servants.
- Alexi received such a savage and merciless punishment there that he began to lose his senses and, after some particularly humiliating training at the hands of a strong stable boy, Alexi became a totally surrendered slave, playing various sexual games at the Queen's commands.
- The moral of Alexi's story notwithstanding, Beauty willfully disobeys, and the book closes with her being sentenced to brutal slavery in the neighboring village while her master weeps.
Beauty's Punishment
- The second book starts as Beauty and another naked slave from the castle, Prince Tristan, are sold at auction in the village square.
- Beauty is purchased by the inn keeper Mistress Lockely while Tristan is bought by Nicholas, the Queen's chronicler.
- At Lockely's inn Beauty meets the Captain of the Guard, who forces her to pleasure him and then takes her to a drunken orgy with his soldiers.
- Tristan is bound and harnessed as a pony with a tail plugged in his rear, and made to pull Nicholas' cart while being whipped.
- When the cart arrives at an orchard, he is ordered to collect apples with his mouth, and trained to "satisfy" other human ponies in the stable.
- Afterward, Nicholas has Tristan paddled at the Public Turntable, which devastates the prince, and forcibly copulates with him in the bed.
- The next day, after having made Tristan march through the crowded streets, which included a short but intense meeting with the Captain of the Guard, Nicholas asks Tristan a series of questions as to what makes a strong, highborn prince obey with such a complete submission.
- Tristan answers, after some hesitation, that he loves anyone who punishes him no matter how crude or lowly they are and desires the loss of his self amid all the punishments, eventually "becoming" the punishments himself.
- Nicholas is moved by the answer and, after a frantic intercourse, confesses to him that he is in love with Tristan.
- Beauty witnesses the harsh punishment of a runaway slave, Prince Laurent, as he is bound to a wooden cross and the Captain whips him all over his muscular body, and later sees Tristan pulling a cart carrying Laurent in a penitential procession.
- Tristan begs Nicholas to be allowed to meet Beauty and they reunite in Nicholas' house.
- Beauty and Tristan copulate as Nicholas watches behind a one-way mirror.
- Suddenly, Arab soldiers raid the village and several naked slaves, including Beauty, Tristan, and Laurent, are kidnapped.
- The book closes as they are sent across the sea to serve in the palace of the Sultan.
Beauty's Release
- The third book begins with the captured slaves' journey on the ship to the Sultan's realm.
- While being imprisoned in a cage, Laurent contemplates the recent punishments he received as a runaway on a wooden cross, recalling its pain, degradation and undeniable pleasure.
- After their arrival at the exotic land of the Sultan, the captured slaves are groomed by a group of young boys and examined by Lexius, the Sultan's steward.
- Beauty is taken to the harem and is mounted on the phallus of a bronze statue.
- She is then greeted by Inanna, one of the Sultan's wives, with whom she copulates and is shocked to discover that Inanna's clitoris has been surgically removed.
- Laurent and Tristan are taken to an all-male sadomasochistic orgy, being mounted on a cross and whipped.
- However, in private, Laurent overpowers Lexius and rapes him.
- Afterward Laurent and Tristan are taken to the Sultan, made to perform a mutual fellatio on each other in his presence, and then the Sultan anally copulates with Laurent.
- Laurent and Tristan retire from the Sultan's bedroom and when they are beginning to train Lexius as their secret slave, a rescue team led by the Captain of the Guard arrives and Laurent takes Lexius with him to their ship along with Beauty and Tristan.
- During the last leg of the voyage, the Captain tells Beauty that she is to be released from her servitude because of her parents' demands and, to her great dismay, sent back home to get married: she hysterically protests, but to no avail.
- Back at the castle, the Queen takes Lexius as her slave and sends him to the merciless kitchen servants who trained Prince Alexi earlier in the first book.
- She then sentences both Laurent and Tristan to the village stable for Laurent's rebelliousness and Tristan's failure to become a good slave.
- They are made to live and work as ponies, pulling all sorts of carts and drawing plows in the fields during the daytime, and having homosexual orgies with other human ponies at night.
- Tristan, as a pony, reunites with his former owner Nicholas on a temporary basis.
- However, Laurent's father unexpectedly dies and he is summoned back to his own kingdom against his wish, to become the new ruler.
- The book ends as Laurent marries Beauty, saying that they shall live happily ever after, or perhaps "a good deal happier" than anyone else could ever guess— thus hinting that they will continue the pleasure of dominance and submission with each other.
THE CLAIMING OF SLEEPING BEAUTY, Excerpt of Chapter One
THE CLAIMING OF SLEEPING BEAUTY
THE PRINCE had all his young life known the story of Sleeping Beauty, cursed to sleep for a hundred years, with her parents, the King and Queen, and all of the Court, after pricking her finger on a spindle.
But he did not believe it until he was inside the castle.
Even the bodies of those other Princes caught in the thorns of the rose vines that covered the walls had not made him believe it. They had come believing it, true enough, but he must see for himself inside the castle.
Careless with grief for the death of his father, and too powerful under his mother's rule for his own good, he cut these awesome vines at their roots, and immediately prevented them from ensnaring him. It was not his desire to die so much as to conquer.
And picking his way through the bones of those who had failed to solve the mystery, he stepped alone into the great banquet hall.
The sun was high in the sky and those vines had fallen away, so the light fell in dusty shafts from the lofty windows.
And all along the banquet table, the Prince saw the men and women of the old Court, sleeping under layers of dust, their ruddy and slack faces spun over with spider webs.
He gasped to see the servants dozing against the walls, their clothing rotted to tatters.
But it was true, this old tale. And, fearless as before, he went in search of the Sleeping Beauty who must be at the core of it.
In the topmost bedchamber of the house he found her. He had stepped over sleeping chambermaids and valets, and, breathing the dust and damp of the place, he finally stood in the door of her sanctuary.
Her flaxen hair lay long and straight over the deep green velvet of her bed, and her dress in loose folds revealed the rounded breasts and limbs of a young woman.
He opened the shuttered windows. The sunlight flooded down on her. And approaching her, he gave a soft gasp as he touched her cheek, and her teeth through her parted lips, and then her tender rounded eyelids.
Her face was perfect to him, and her embroidered gown had fallen deep into the crease between her legs so that he could see he shape of her sex beneath it.
He drew out his sword, with which he had cut back all the vines outside, and gently slipping the blade between her breasts, let it rip easily through the old fabric.
Her dress was laid open to the hem, and he folded it back and looked at her. Her nipples were a rosy pink as were her lips, and the hair between her legs was darkly yellow and curlier than the long straight hair of her head which covered her arms almost down to her hips on either side of her.
He cut the sleeves away, lifting her ever so gently to free the cloth, and the weight of her hair seemed to pull her head down over his arm, and her mouth opened just a little bit wider.
He put his sword to one side. He removed his heavy armor. And the he lifted her again, his left arm under her shoulders, his right had between her legs, his thumb on top of her pubis.
She made no sound; but if a person could moan silently, then she made such a moan with her whole attitude. Her head fell towards him, and he felt the hot moisture against his right had, and laying her down again, he cupped both of her breasts, and sucked gently on one and then the other.
They were plumb and firm, these breasts. She'd been fifteen when the curse struck her. And he bit at her nipples, moving the breasts almost roughly so as to feel their weight, and then lightly he slapped them back and forth, delighting in this.
His desire had been hard and almost painful to him when he had come into the room, and now it was urging him almost mercilessly.
He mounted her, parting her legs, giving the white inner flesh of her thighs a soft, deep pinch, and, clasping her right breast in his left hand, he thrust his sex into her.
He was holding her up as he did this, to gather her mouth to him, and as he broke through her innocence, he opened her mouth with his tongue and pinched her breast sharply.
He sucked on her lips, he drew the life out of her into himself, and felling his seed explode within her, heard her cry out.
And then her blue eyes opened. "Beauty!" he whispered to her.
She closed her eyes, her golden eyebrows brought together in a little frown and the sun gleaming on her broad white forehead.
He lifted her chin, kissed her throat, and drawing his organ out of her tight sex, heard her moan beneath him.
She was stunned. He lifted her until she sat naked, one knee crooked on the ruin of her velvet gown on the bed which was as flat and hard as a table.
"I've awakened you, my dear," he said to her. "For a hundred years you've slept and so have all those who loved you. Listen. Listen! You'll hear this castle come alive as no one before you has ever heard it."
Already a shriek had come from the passage outside. The serving girl was standing there with her hands to her lips.
And the Prince went to the door to speak to her.
"Go to your master, the King. Tell him the Prince has come who was foretold to remove the curse on this household. Tell him I shall be closeted now with his daughter."
He shut the door, bolting it, and turned to look at Beauty.
Beauty was covering her breasts with her hands, and her long straight golden hair, heavy and full of a great silky density, flared down to the bed around her.
She bowed her head so that the hair covered her.
But she looked at the Prince and her eyes struck him as devoid of fear or cunning.
She was like those tender animals of the wood just before he slew them in the hung: eyes wide, expressionless.
Her bosom heaved with anxious breath. And now he laughed, drawing near, and lifting her hair back from her right shoulder. She looked up at him steadily, her cheeks suffused with a raw blush, and again he kissed her.
He opened her mouth with his lips, and taking her hands in his left hand he laid the down on her naked lap so that he might lift her breasts now and better examine them.
"Innocent beauty," he whispered.
He knew what she was seeing as she looked at him. He was only three years older than she had been. Eighteen, newly a man, but afraid of nothing and no one. He was tall, black haired; he had a lean build which made him agile. He liked to think of himself as a sword -- light, straight, and very deft, and utterly dangerous.
And he had left behind him many who would concur with this.
He had not so much pride in himself no as immense satisfaction. He had gotten to the core of the accursed castle.
There were knocks at the door, cries. He didn't bother to answer them. He laid Beauty down again.
"I'm your Prince," he said, "and that is how you will address me, and that is why you will obey me."
He parted her legs again. He saw the blood of her innocence on the cloth and this made him laugh softly to himself as again he gently entered her.
She gave a soft series of moans that were like kisses to his ear.
"Answer me properly," he whispered.
"My Prince," she said.
"Ah," he sighed, "that is lovely."
When he opened the door, the room was almost dark. He told the servants he would have his supper now, and he would receive the King immediately.
Beauty he ordered to dine with him, and to remain with him, and he told her firmly that she was to wear no clothing.
"It's my wish to have you naked and always ready for me," he said.
He might have told her she was incomparably lovely, with only her golden hair to clothe her, and the blushes on her cheeks to cover her, and her hands trying so vainly to shield her sex and her breasts, but he didn't say that aloud.
Rather he took her little wrists and held them behind her back as the table was brought in, and then he ordered her to sit opposite.
The table was not so wide that he couldn't reach her easily, touch her, caress her breasts if he liked. And reaching out he lifted her chin so that he could inspect her by the light of the servants' candles.
- just reread the Sleeping Beauty wakened by rape i red 30 years ago.
- now i remember why its boring.
- it's bland.
- it lacks imagination, lacks artistry.
- it just depict non-bloody torture sex.
- no story, no character, flat. and barely gets u hard.