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The True Story of Snow White Ch. 1

By: The Story Teller



Prologue

Once upon a time in a fairytale land, there lived a girl of such uncommon beauty that she was regaled throughout the kingdom as the most beautiful woman in the world. In her honor, stories were written of hair as black as night that fell to a slim waist and eyes as blue as a summer sky. Ballads were sung of her skin, white as freshly fallen snow and lips as red as blood. But in the end, it was her beauty that would be her downfall. You see Snow White had a rival.

At the age of fifteen her father, the King, remarried another woman of uncommon beauty, a woman of high intelligence, a strong sexual appetite, and a deep, dark secret. Poor Snow White was left to roam the massive castle alone and lonely for long periods of time while her father was preoccupied with his new bride.

Then, shortly after Snow White's eighteenth birthday, the kings strained heart gave out and Snow White's life became much worse. The Queen's previous lovers entrenched themselves in the castle, sometimes staying for months at a time. Then others, hearing of the debauchery to be had, began arriving and staying. Kings and Princes, Lords and Dukes, and many widows and mistresses came to enjoy the carnality. The Queen loved it, for she had her pick of lovers and playmates. Her appetites never went unsatisfied. 

Chapter 1

The mahogany door opened smoothly and silently despite its weight to allow the Queen to enter the darkened chamber.

"Lights." She ordered with an imperious wave of her hand.

Candles all through the room, hanging from walls, and sitting on tables sparked and then grew in brightness to illuminate the room. The Queens massive bed dominated one wall, but it was the full-length mirror in the corner of the room that drew attention. It showed no reflection now. Instead swirls of black and gray twisted and turned fiercely inside the glass.

The Queen walked slowly until she stood directly in front of the mirror before speaking. "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the best fuck of all."

The black and gray swirls twisted even more violently as the shape of a powerfully built man appeared in the mirror. Black eyes stared out of a chiseled face and a deep, husky voice reverberated through the room. "There is no doubt, of that I'm sure, you, my Queen, are more woman than men can endure."

A satisfied smile crossed her face as the queen prepared to step through the mirror and into her inhuman lover's arms. 

A hand lifted in the mirror halting her momentum. "A warning I have to give, of

a rival that lives, Snow White will become better than you, unless another land she is sent to."

"What!?" She screamed in outrage. "How can that prissy little bitch best me?" The Queen moved angrily through the mirror slapping away the hand that reached for her. "Not now, Malachi, answer my question how will that prude ever become a better fuck than I am?"

Malachi sighed as he settled into the plush cushions of his bed. He hadn't wanted to tell her, but that damn spell forced him to speak truthfully. At least now with her in his domain he didn't have to speak in that stupid rhyme. "Snow White is a very desired and beautiful woman now. It's only a matter of time before she is caught by one of your rogues and initiated into the erotic arts. When that happens, it has been shown to me that she will embrace the carnal side of her nature and will soon be more desired than you."

"No, I won't allow it. I'll have her killed first."

"My queen," Malachi began while slowly pulling her taut form down to lie next to him. "You know that's to dangerous to your position in this kingdom." Malachi slid his hand up underneath skirts found her clit and preceded to work it with his fingers. "Her death could very well cause a revolt against you. Why not marry her to a prince or a king in a far away kingdom. That way she is removed from your life?"

"I have already tried to marry her off, you dolt. There is no one who is willing to put up with her prudish ways." She huffed in dismay.

"Well then, she'll just have to be taught different ways." He replied with a wicked grin. "I would be most willing to be of assistance in her lesson as well as finding her a husband. For a price."

She stared at him haughtily. "I will not release you from the mirror, Malachi, so do not ask it."

"No, my queen, I have given up on leaving this mirror. But my price is two-fold. For the first part, I want access to any wench that I desire at ALL times."

"Fine, I'll put a spell on the castle, all you need to do is speak the girls name and she'll come right to you. What else?"

"I want Snow White's virginity."

"Done."

"Wonderful." Malachi smiled in delight, before he roughly pushed the Queens thighs apart and latched his mouth onto her delicious cunt.

* * *

Carnal moans and cries of ecstasy surrounded Snow White as she hurried through the castle corridors. She did not walk, but ran, for to be caught now would end in the loss of her virtue. When she reached the big wooden door to her stepmother's rooms she did not stop but used her momentum to force the heavy door open. Once inside she pushed the door closed and leaned against it to catch her breath.

"Snow White," the Queen spoke sharply, "What in the world have you been doing? Your cheeks are flushed, your hair is wild and you're out of breath."

"I'm sorry, stepmother, I was running." Snow White replied in an unrepentant tone.

"Yes, I can see you are. Get yourself over to my mirror and fix your appearance." She ordered. 

Snow White did as she was told; it was easier that way. She noted that her cheeks were flushed and while there was nothing she could do about that she could straighten her hair. Her fingers began combing through the waist length black tresses.

"You are of marriageable age now," the Queen began, "so I have called you here to inform you that I will begin looking for a suitable husband."

Snow White continued to comb her hair hoping that her relief would not show on her face. A husband meant that she could leave this sinful place. Never to hear another cry of ecstasy or see naked bodies writhing and thrusting at each other. Never to feel the shuddering tug of longing in her loins, her inner voice whispered.

The Queen was suddenly behind her, smirking, as if she could read Snow White's thoughts. "Of course, before you're married you'll have to be properly trained. So I have engaged seven tutors for you. You'll begin your lessons the day after tomorrow."

Something was happening inside the mirror, something strange that captured her attention so that she barely heard her stepmother's words. It was turning foggy and had dark gray swirls spinning around and around.

"But your first lesson begins now." And with those words the Queen pushed Snow White into the mirror and into the hard, binding arms of the awaiting genie.

"My thanks, my Queen." Malachi said, as he held his prize tightly against his body.

"Just see that you do not fail me in finding her a suitable husband."

"I shall not fail, my Queen." He turned away from the mirror and carried Snow White deeper into the mist. "I have been waiting to have you in my arms for a very long time, sweetling." His thick, husky voice purred in her ear.

Instinct took over as his words broke through her confusion. She struggled in useless earnest, unable to break from his embrace.

"Shh." His voice whispered and his hand caressed her hair. "It will do you no good to struggle. Now be still." The last was said in a hard, unbending voice.

Her body froze as the genie's power overcame her will. His hands speared through her hair, fingering the soft texture before gripping it and tilting her head backwards. The body in front of her stepped back and she was finally able to look her captor in the face. Smooth tanned skin stretched over high cheekbones accentuated amber eyes that seemed to glow with a savage inner fire. His thick tawny-gold hair brushed across the magnificent outlines of his shoulders. The dark purple fabric of his shirt strained against his muscled chest and threatened to burst its seems at any minute. Loose fitting pants the same color, as his shirt did nothing to hide the thick muscles rippling beneath the material as he circled her.

"You may call me Malachi, my pet. And now, I find myself in a quandary. You see being locked in this mirror I have never actually received a present. Oh sure, the Queen sends wenches through the mirror all the time, but they have no true value, not like you." He raised some of her silky black hair and brushed them gently across his cheek. "Now comes the difficult part, do I unwrap my present slowly, or rip everything off at once? What do you think, sweetling."
Snow white found her voice and said in a demanding voice, "I order you to release me this instance or I will scream for the palace guards and have you arrested."

"Malachi threw his head back and laughed. "Oh my pet, you have such spirit. I like that. Your palace guards will not come to your calls, indeed no sound will leave this prison of mine, so you see you have no choice but to surrender to me and stop this foolish talk." 

He looked deep into her eyes and she could practically see the sensual promise radiating from him. It seemed to burn through her very essence. 

"I grow weary of waiting." He stated and reached for the collar of her dress. With one swift tug her blue silk dress was ripped from collar to hem, hanging from her in tatters.

"Bastard." Snow White cried out.

Anger flickered across Malachi's face and his jaw clenched when he spoke. "That's enough. If you can spew nothing but obscenities then you will be silent." He waved his hand in front of her face and mumbled some incomprehensible words.

This couldn't be happening, thought Snow White, as Malachi pushed her dress off to fall at her feet with a hiss of fabric. First her stepmother pushes her into this damned mirror, then she could not move or speak, and now this barbarian was looking upon her nakedness. She had to get out of here. She had to think of a way.

But thinking became next to impossible when Malachi moved behind her and fitted his muscular body against hers. The bulge of his rigid cock nestled against her ass. And it was at that moment that she realized she would not be leaving this place with her virginity in tact.

Long, lean fingers traced up her arms, leaving goose bumps in their wake. Over her shoulders and down her sides his hands moved until they were gripping her hips. Slowly he rocked her from side to side, brushing his silk covered hardness against her, letting her feel the strength that would soon be fucking her. His hands left her hips and once again trailed upwards. Only this time they attacked her breasts.

What he was doing was unthinkable and if she could have, she would have shrieked in outrage.

A thumb and fingertip pinched lightly at each nipple, while Malachi rested his head on her shoulder to watch his handiwork. "You have delightful breasts, my pet. Look how your nipples are pouting at me. Do you think they want more of my touch? Would they perhaps like kisses? Ah, but alas, the little darlings will just have to wait. I haven't finished looking at my present. Now, you are being such a good little girl, I think you deserve a reward so, you may speak again, but only words of delight and moans of pleasure."

The hands released her breasts and returned to her shoulders. Nails gently raked down her back causing a shiver to rack her body. They slid past her waist and finally came to rest on her ass where they each cupped a rounded globe.

She tensed upon feeling fingertips dipping into the crease, vainly trying to prevent their invasion.

"You don't like this, my dear? Do you really think your puny efforts can prevent me from touching your body? Spread your legs." He ordered.

Snow White's legs moved upon his command, spreading widely to allow access to her pussy.

A shriek of unexpected pleasure and surprise was torn from her as Malachi nipped the back of her neck. More love bites rained down the length of her back until he was kneeling behind her. She could feel his warm breath fanning across her backside.

Malachi started at the top of her ass, his hand caressing downward, past the rounded slop and in between her legs. 

Snow White held her breath as his fingers reached her virginal opening and stopped.

"I have watched you, my pet. Long, countless hours, my eyes have beheld your beauty. I have seen the way candlelight has touched your skin and wished that I were that light caressing you. I have looked my fill while you bathed-"

She tensed in shock.

"This distresses you. It should not. You're beauty is such that men would kill to keep you naked in their beds for all eternity. Now, I am fairly sure that you are still untouched, but I won't deny myself the pleasure of finding out for sure."

Snow White tried to fight, to move, anything to prevent what would happen next. But when a single, thick, masculine finger slowly began to invade her pussy, all that escaped was one tiny whimper of pleasure.

All too soon he had reached the proof of her innocence, and then withdrawing with the same aching slowness.

"Excellent. I would not have been happy to find out that I was cheated." He walked around to stand in front of her. "You can now begin to undress me." He ordered.

Snow Whites hands trembled as they struggled with the first button on his shirt. It came undone with a light pop. Her fingers brushed the silk of his shirt. Her hands moved from button to button and she noticed the hard warmth of his body emanating from beneath the shirt. Soon, it was completely undone, revealing chiseled, bronzed skin. 

Snow White licked her dry lips and slowly smoothed her hands up and over Malachi's chest to push the shirt off. She was so entranced by his body and the feel of him; she didn't realize that he was no longer controlling her movements.

Shyness tried to overcome her when she tugged at the button of his pants, but she thrust the irritating emotion aside. She had to see him, all of him, naked and bare to her gaze.

More buttons held his pants together. Snow White no sooner had them all undone, than his cock broke free of its restraint.

She gasped. This wasn't the first time she had seen a man's shaft before, but it was certainly the first time she had been this close to one.

"Touch it. Run your sweet hands along my cock. Squeeze it, my pet." He urged hoarsely.

Her eyes stared into the burning depths of his while her fingers gently cupped around his cock.

A shudder swept through Malachi at the feel of her hand. "Mmm, that feels incredible, my sweet. But I'm greedy. I want more. Get down on your knees."

Snow White was confused, but his tone suggested she not argue. Down on her knees brought his huge erection at face level. She saw the veins and ridges that ran the length of his cock.

"Hold it in your hand again, Snow White, but this time I want to feel that sexy tongue of yours licking my cock."

The mental picture his words brought blocked out her shock and sent jolts of lightning through her nerves to collect in her pussy. Snow White did as she was bid, tentatively running her tongue against the tip, delighting in Malachi's groan.

Suddenly rough fingers gripped the sides of her head. "Take me in your mouth. Suck on my cock like it's your favorite lollipop." Malachi commanded.

The smooth tip slid into her awaiting mouth. Her hand was grabbed and placed back around the shaft. Snow White gave a hesitant suck, unsure of what she was doing. The resulting growl told her she did it right. She tried again and again, sliding her tongue around him at the same time. 

Malachi's hands returned to her head and showed her the forward and backward rhythm he wanted. Harsh, gasping breaths escaped him as he gradually increased the tempo until he was furiously fucking her face.

"Enough!" He yelled, ripping away from the erotic torment. A swift wave of his hand and a bed appeared behind Snow White. Malachi lifted and threw her backwards onto it. He followed her down, his hard, naked body forcing her deep into the mattress. Voraciously, he kissed her, his tongue thrusting deep into the hot depths of her mouth. 

Snow White's arms were raised above her head, and held by an invisible force. The movement raised her breasts as if in supplication. 

Love bites rained down her neck, the pain letting her know there would be marks there later. His mouth drew closer and closer to her awaiting breasts. Her eyes grew heavy with anticipation and were lowering shut when he spoke up, "Eyes open, my pet. I want you to watch, it adds to the excitement."

A hot, wet tongue flicked out and lashed across her nipple. Snow White's spellbound gaze followed the path of Malachi's tongue as it circled her breast. He teased her, just barely touching the aching bud with the tip of his tongue. She cried out sharply as his mouth enveloped her. His tongue flicked over and around it, shooting tendrils of erotic voltage through her, bowing her spine upwards.

Malachi released the wet tip reluctantly. Gently, he blew cool air across it, watching as it puckered to an even harder kernel. With a sigh of regret he switched his attention to the other awaiting morsel.

"Tell me which one you like more, my sweet, my kisses on your lovely nipple or this?" He leaned down and gently grasped the nipple between his teeth.

She breathed deeply at the slight pain, which wasn't really pain but more of a pleasure/pain. More nips followed, circling the outer area of her breast.

"Oh, yesss." She hissed as the tip was sucked deep into the hot depths of his mouth.

Snow White lost track of reality. She was buffeted with sensation after sensation. It was only when Malachi paused in his attack that some sense was restored. She saw him through slotted eyes there between her legs.

"You've seen the harlots in this castle, their legs splayed widely, heads thrown back in ecstasy as their lover of the night licks their pussies. You've heard them urging their partners to fuck their cunts and suck on their slutty clits. I know that you secretly wanted to be one of them, to feel a man's tongue slowly lick your pussy, to suck on your clit, haven't you, my dear?"

She looked away, denying him an answer.

"Answer me!" He said between gritted teeth.

"Yes." She whispered in shame.

"I want to hear you ask me to eat your pussy, to suck your delicious taste from deep inside you. Tell me to do whatever I want to you. Now." His hard determined eyes told her he would have those words from her, or she would suffer the consequences. There was no way out for her. She was unsure if there had been one if she would have taken it. She had only been able to speculate on the rapture that shook through the harlots in the castle, and now, more than anything, she wanted to feel that passion, that ecstasy, if only once before her stepmother no doubt found her the most awful man in the world for her to marry.

The words came slowly to her, gaining in speed as her surrender overcame her. "I want you to lick my pussy. Fuck me as those other women were fucked. Do anything you want if you will only give me what they have felt."

"Beautifully said, my sweet one. But, I can't quite reach you. Why don't you raise your hips for me, put that hot, sexy pussy against my mouth. Show me that you want me to eat you." His words shuddered through her. He was making her ruination her choice by forcing her to give him what he wanted of her own free will.

She raised her hips, stopping within inches of his lips.

"Higher" he whispered darkly.

The last few inches seemed to disappear in just seconds. Her skin barely touched his hard, firm lips when his hands gripped her ass tightly, holding her firmly in place. Malachi took a deep breath, inhaling her womanly scent.


The True Story of Snow White Ch. 1



"You smell like exotic spices, sweet one, now let me see if you taste as good."

"Ohh, God!" She cried out softly at the first touch of his moist tongue against her throbbing flesh. It slid upward at a snails pace, splitting her pussy lips and dipping into her virginal opening. Malachi played there, thrusting his tongue inside her, imitating the mating act.

Snow White's hands gripped the sheets she laid upon, her knuckles white while his tongue slid further upward.

He stopped just before reaching her clitoris. Opening his eyes he stared upwards at the raven-haired beauty before him. Her eyes were closed and her skin was flushed. Low, whispery moans escaped with her breath.

His control was fleeing quickly, his cock swollen and rock hard with his desire to be inside her. But first he wanted this, to taste and lick the intoxicating juices trickling from her, to bring her to the brink of orgasm and then feel her body quiver in his hands. But most of all he wanted to hear her scream her release.

His hands slid upwards until he was holding her hips securely. He waited no longer, licking her hardened kernel with a fast, hard stroke of his tongue.

Snow White bit the bottom of her lip. Her hips bucked against his hands at the fierce pleasurable jolt that shot upwards from her clitoris. Over and over, again and again he whipped his tongue across her clit. At some point her legs bent to brace her feet against the bed and her hips shifted up and down, rubbing her clit against his tongue. Malachi held his head still for her, letting her fuck herself on his tongue. The sensuality of the moment had his erection growing harder than he had thought possible.

The frenzy of feelings and flash fire that scorched her blazed higher and hotter. Her legs quivered, straining to hold her up. Her fisted hands yanked upwards pulling the sheet she gripped tautly. 

"Oh God, yes!" Her screamed pierced the silence of the room as her orgasm engulfed her. Arching her head she screamed over and over while she was buffeted with massive convulsions of raw carnal ecstasy. They battered her with their fierceness until she feared she would faint and her voice was hoarse from screaming.

Malachi wasted no time, not even giving her a chance to relax from the orgasm ripping through her. He moved over her body, his hips settling between her thighs, and his cock pushing against her with unerring accuracy.

"You will remember me always, my princess, as the man who took your virginity and showed you the pleasures of the flesh, this I vow to you."

His hips reared back and slammed forward, his bold cock sheathing itself in the sizzling depths of her pussy, piercing her maidenhead in one swift stroke.

Snow White's pain was slight and quickly forgotten, her concentration totally centered on the nerve shattering friction his cock created as it pistoned in and out, taking her ferociously.

Malachi wrapped her long raven tresses around his fist holding her head still. His lips took hers roughly. His tongue thrust inside the awaiting warmth of her mouth to duel with hers. He growled deep in his throat when her legs locked around his hips allowing his cock to penetrate deeper into the slick wetness.

The ferocity of his thrusts pushed Snow White across the bed until her head hung off the edge. Her hips arched to meet his thrusts and her fingernails raked across his back. Malachi rose up on his arms. He pounded into her, harder and harder, his orgasm almost imminent. 

"Come for me, my pet. I want to feel you quiver around my cock when you come. I want to hear you scream my name. Now, my pet, come with me NOW!" He shouted.

"Malachi, Oh, Oh, Oh, Yesss." She screamed, the rapturous orgasm crashed through her, breaking her into thousands of smoldering nerve ends. Spots burst like fireworks behind her closed eyes and another scream ripped from her throat.

"Oh fuck! Yes! Take my come!" Malachi cried out, his own orgasm ripping through his body to explode out his cock. "Oh, my sweet one, I can feel you squeezing me so fucking tightly, I can feel every spasm in your pussy." He yelled.

Another powerful orgasm shot threw him. He threw his head back and shouted his release, the sound reverberating through the darkness.

* * *

In the aftermath, they clutched each other tightly, their harsh breaths the only sound.

Snow White was stunned. Never had she expected the extreme pleasure that Malachi had given her. Why had she ever thought of sex as disgusting and nasty? So much wasted time, time that could have been spent in more pleasurable pursuits. Now, when she had finally discovered its deliciousness, she would have to give it up when her stepmother married her to some odious old man. She sighed deeply in regret.

"What's wrong, my sweet one." Malachi asked, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke.

Snow White told him of her regret.

Malachi smiled secretly, his princess had nothing to worry about, he had found the perfect mate for her. She would just have to wait and see.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 2



Snow White was sitting in the only chair in the sparsely furnished room of the cottage owned by her seven tutors. Upon her arrival a servant had escorted her to this room where a steaming hot bath had awaited her. Then to Snow White's confusion, once she was ensconced in the tub, the servant had removed her discarded clothing and had barred her door from the outside. She had been left with no clothes and only a skimpy towel to cover her naked form. 

Anger radiated through her and her fingernails tapped out an impatient rhythm against the wooden arm of the chair. She was so intent on her fury that she failed to notice that her door had opened until a set of legs was standing in her lowered vision. Snow White slowly raised her eyes, taking in the bulging thighs underneath the leather breeches. Up past the muscled chest covered by a white linen shirt opened to the waist and tucked into the breeches, further upwards over the arms that reminded her of small tree trunks, up even further over his powerful shoulders and then still higher until her head was tilted back to stare at ruggedly handsome face that was giving her a fierce scowl.

"Get out!" She shrieked, hugging the towel tighter around her. "Out! And send that maid up here with my clothes. Now!"

She no more than got the last scream out when her arm was gripped hard and she was yanked to a standing position. The other hand grabbed her towel and ripped it away. The barbarian then sat down in the chair and pulled her struggling form over his knee. Her legs were held between his, immobilizing them and a thick muscular arm kept her from rearing up.

A harsh slap split the silence of the room followed by a scream of pain.

"That was to get your attention, girl." He explained. "Now you will listen well.

"You" SMACK! "will" SMACK! "not" SMACK! "speak" SMACK!

"unless" SMACK! "you" SMACK! "are" SMACK! "spoken" SMACK!

"to." SMACK! SMACK! "Understand?"

Snow White could only nod while tears ran down her face.

"Good. I will escort you downstairs to meet the rest of your tutors as soon as you are composed."

But he didn't release her as she thought he would, instead his large hand caressed her ass, squeezing each rounded globe gently, kneading. The effect on Snow White was arousing not calming.

It was also arousing to the barbarian whose lap she was draped across. A very large erection was forming beneath his breeches and poking insistently in the hollow between her legs.

He gave her one last slap on the ass before standing her up on her own two feet. She dared a quick glance to find him smiling in amusement at her arousal.

"Just so that there is no misunderstandings, girl, you will follow behind me, naked-" his smile grew at her distress over this bit of news, "into the gathering room where you will walk to the center of the circle of chairs and stand. At no time are you allowed to speak. You will nod your understanding when appropriate and do everything you are told. And at no point in time are you to cover your nakedness. Nod if you understand."

Snow White nodded angrily.

He laughed. "I like spirit in a woman. It makes the ride so much more thrilling."

Snow White frowned in confusion over his words.

The barbarian saw it and laughed even harder. "Oh, this is priceless. You're just the next thing to a virgin aren't you?"

She nodded as a blush pinked her cheeks.

"I look forward to my lessons with you, girl. You may call me Gabriel, and I will be your fourth tutor. Follow me."

He led her to a spacious room, bright with the evening light that flooded through the windows. A circle of plush armchairs dominated the center of the room. It was there that Snow White found herself standing with her arms at her side, submissively, while she awaited the entrance of her tutors.

A sound at her back let her know of the their presence. They fanned out moving to their respective seats. She studied them, amazed at their remarkable beauty. Every one of them was enough to draw awed stares. Even the woman was beautiful in a delicate pixie like way. The men ranged in sizes from mere inches taller than her to as tall as the giant barbarian that had brought her here. 

"This is our new student, people. She is here so that we may teach her everything we know. I trust you would like a closer look at her so I will bring her around to each of you. Please take a seat and wait your turn." Gabriel's large hands settled on Snow Whites shoulders and turned her to face the first chair.

Long golden hair that flowed over powerful shoulders reminded her of a golden god. Tight leather breeches covered his legs like a second skin. His brilliant blue eyes waited until she looked directly into them and then he smiled a smile full of pure erotic sin. Her breath caught in her throat. 

She was guided over to stand, reluctantly, in front of him.

"This is Derek. He will be your first tutor." Gabriel informed her.

"Come girl, sit in my lap while I get to know you a little better." His voice was like silk, flowing over her and leaving her skin sensitive.

Snow White tried to do as he asked, but she was awkward and he finally had to help her settle in his lap. Her embarrassment was such that she could not bring her eyes to meet his while he looked his fill.

"Very nice. You have beautiful lips, nice and full. I want to taste them. Kiss me." He ordered.

She raised her face and brushed her lips lightly across his.

"Hmm. I see we will need to work on that. One more time, girl and this time I will take the lead." He gripped the back of her head and brought her mouth once more to his. He conquered her mouth. His hard lips slanted over hers in a drugging kiss that stole all thought from her mind. His tongue urged her lips open and surged inside. She was not allowed to be passive but forced to duel with his tongue until he broke away from the kiss.

"Much better." His voice was husky and thickened with desire. "Much better. I can just imagine what your lips are going to feel like pulling on my cock. Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it. Up, girl and go meet your next tutor before I embarrass myself." He helped her from his lap and pushed her back towards Gabriel.

The next chair held a less muscular man, but no less powerful looking. Where the first man had been golden this man was darkly handsome with jet-black hair as black as hers, that curled gently around his face. His eyes were a deep green and his lips full and sensual.

"This is Brutus. He is your second tutor." Gabriel said.

"Turn around girl, I want to see the back of you." His voice was gruff and curt.

The chair creaked as he leaned forward and put his hands on her back. "Nice skin, smooth and silky." He said to himself and lowered his hands down to her ass where he gripped a rounded cheek in each hand. "I see our dear Gabriel had to give you a spanking. Your ass is still delightfully pink from it. Now tense your ass for me, girl, I want to feel the strength in it."

Snow White lowered her eyes in embarrassment, not wanting to see the others staring at her while she did as he demanded.

"Good. Now relax your muscles and keep them relaxed there is another thing I wish to test."

Snow White gasped in distress as a wet masculine finger slowly forced its way up into her anus and she had to tighten her hands into fists in an effort to stay relaxed. The finger slowly slid out and then plunged back in.

"You're nice and tight back here, girl. I'm going to deeply enjoy having my cock in your ass." He withdrew his finger and leaned forward to give a gentle love bite to each ass cheek. 

She was pulled along to the next chair where a brawny man with rich auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail sat staring at her. His look was impersonal as it skimmed over her breasts and down to her pubic hair. At first Snow White didn't think that he was interested in her, but as her gaze traveled over him she saw the huge bulge of his massive erection pressing outward against his breeches almost to the point of splitting the seams. He motioned her towards him with one hand, patiently waiting until she stood in front of him before pulling her down to straddle his lap. Widening his legs, he forced her legs apart opening her pussy further.

A light breath blew through her hair just before Gabriel's voice spoke next to her ear. "This is Samson. He and I teach together. We have decided to give you a little sampling of our teaching method."

Samson braced Snow White's hands on the arms of the chair.

"Don't move, lass, or you will displease me mightily." He spoke in a thick brogue that had her nipples hardening in response.

A thick masculine finger slid over her clit, flicking at it gently before sliding into the wet folds of her pussy. Another finger slid down the crease of her as to circle teasingly around the rosebud back there. 

Samson captured her gaze and held it, watching her eyes darken with passion and then widen in pleasure as he thrust his finger all the way up inside her cunt. 

Snow White bit her lip as his finger began finger fucking her pussy. And then Gabriel's finger thrust inside her ass. Snow White moaned at the feeling of having two fingers fucking her, one in her ass and one in her pussy.

And then realization broke over her. Surely, they couldn't mean to-. Not both at the same time. Through the pleasure the fingers were giving her a tiny rational part of her mind made the decision to escape at the first opportunity. This was not proper for them to be teaching her. Only her duly wedded husband should have the privileges of her body that these people were taking. She had to leave, soon, before any of them got a chance to fuck her.

"That's a good lass. Trust me, you'll enjoy having two cocks fucking you at the same time. I promise you'll be screaming our names when you orgasm."

Gabriel had to help her stand, and then because her legs were still wobbly he had to support her while they moved to the next chair.

Snow White now stood between the beautiful woman she had seen earlier and another dark haired man. A riot of long golden curls curled gently around her pixie face. Brilliant violet eyes stared at Snow White with curiosity. But she made no move to speak or touch Snow White. The man's hair was a dark wavy brown that brushed against his broad shoulders. He had a neatly trimmed goatee, which he was gently stroking while he stared at her with eyes so dark that they almost appeared black.

Gabriel's voice again spoke behind her. "This is Hannah and Devlin. Hannah is his slave. They are your number five and number six tutors."

"Hannah, undo my breaches and take out my cock." He said. His voice was surprisingly mild compared to his looks. 

"On your knees, girl." He ordered Snow White.

She obeyed, her attention fully captivated by watching Hannah release Devlin's erection. The girl caressed it lovingly, her eyes watching her master and waiting for his next order.

"Hannah hold my cock ready." To Snow White he said, "Lick it."

Snow White did not want to do what he had ordered her to do. Not in front of all these strangers staring at her. But she was not fool enough to disobey, yet. 

His cock was still semi-erect. But as Snow White's tongue went to work, sliding up and down the length of him, curling around the tip, grazing his cock with a light touch of her teeth, he hardened and swelled, growing thicker and longer.

"Enough. That was a very adequate attempt. I have so many nasty things to teach you I can hardly wait. You'll look even more beautiful in the collar I've chosen for your lovely neck."

Snow White did not know what to make of that. He talked as if he was going to collar her like a dog. She most certainly would not stand for that. Not at all.

At the next and final chair Snow White encountered another man. But this man was different from all the others. Even though he was still muscular and very powerfully built, he did not give off the same kind of vibes that the others did. Instead of being completely attentive of her, his baldhead was cushioned against the side of his chair and he was sound asleep.

"Your last tutor is Sloan. As he is asleep, we will not wake him." Gabriel once again led her over to stand in front of Derek.

He stood up, grabbed her hand and tugged her out of the room. They went back up the stairs and through the long hallway where the bedrooms were located. 

Snow White's mind was racing. She hadn't expected them to want to start her lessons so soon. What could she do? She had to do something. She could not let this happen.

And then, the opportunity arrived. Derek, the golden god, turned and yanked Snow White towards him, but Snow White instead used the momentum to add strength as she kneed him in the groin.

A harsh moan ripped from Derek's throat and he doubled over in pain. Snow White wasted no time running back down the hall and down the stairs towards the front door. Unfortunately for her, Gabriel had heard Derek's anguished cry and had started up the stairs, easily catching Snow White and throwing her over his shoulder.

She bounced with the motion of his feet as he finished racing up the stairs and reached Derek.

"Are you all right?" He asked Derek who was still slumped over.

"Yeah." He wheezed. "I wasn't expecting her to do that."

"What punishment do you want me to give her?"

"Give her the horse."

Snow White struggled in vain as she was carried out of the house and into the stables. She was held immobile while Gabriel tied her hands in front of her and blindfolded her. Then, once more she was slung over his shoulders.

Time stood still for Snow White. One minute she was hanging upside down and the next she was righted. Her body was lifted once more before she was dropped slowly downward. Her legs met the fine leather of a saddle and then slid over the sides of a large animal, the fine hairs tickling her legs. In the next instant, she gasped in shock as a large solid object forced its way deep inside her pussy. Snow Whites hands were then tied to the pommel of the saddle and her legs were left to dangle at the animal's sides.

Gabriel's voice broke through her shock. "Well, girl, it pains me to do this. But because of your foolish actions you have to be punished. Now this punishment is one of our more lenient, but it will still do the trick. Remember my words throughout this punishment. You will not be allowed to escape us and you will not ever again try to do us harm. Trust me in this, you do not want me to have to give you a harsher punishment."

The horse began to walk and the object in her pussy wiggled with the motion.

Well, this isn't bad, thought Snow White. I can handle this, how they think this is a punishment is beyond me.

Then the horse began to canter sending Snow White bouncing up and down on the fake phallus. Up and down, in and out it went, slamming deep inside her pussy. Harsh gasping cries came rhythmically from her throat. Her breasts swelled up, aching to be touched.

"Ohhhh God! Ohhhh Fuck! Ah! Ah! Ah!" She screamed as the first orgasm shattered through her.

There was no reprieve for Snow White. The horse continued to canter and Snow White continued climaxing again and again, until they seemed to break on top of each other. When the horse stopped she begged and pleaded for the punishment to end. But her pleadings were ignored. Instead the phallus and her pussy were lubricated and the horse was slapped into a gallop.

This time the orgasm was never-ending. Continuous pleasure smashed through her until her body went numb to the pleasure and she was so weak she could only slump in the saddle. Only then was the horse stopped.

Warm hands lifted her down and once again over a strong shoulder. Insensible, she was carried into her room and laid on her bed, her body still twitching with aftershocks.

"Sleep, girl, you have until after dinner to recover and then your lessons will continue." His husky voice seemed far away to her overworked mind.

* * *

Snow White was scared. Actually terrified would be a better word. She was standing once more in front of Derek's bedroom door and in just a few seconds that door would open and he would be standing in front of her. He was going to be furious with her; she just knew it. Oh God, what if he wanted her punished some more. She was close to panicking when the door opened.

Snow White was pulled into the room and left to stand just inside the doorway, nervously wringing her hands, unsure what to do.

"Come here, girl." The silken voice slid over her causing her nipples to harden.

Snow White looked to where the voice had come from and found the golden god, waiting for her naked, sprawled across a much larger armchair than she had previously seen. Her eyes slid lower, widening at his partially erect penis….

"Come here now, girl." Derek ordered again. He smiled at her nervousness as she moved forward. "Turn around slowly."

She could feel his eyes burning over her skin as she turned.

"You have a lovely ass. And your lips are so full, and kissable. Turn some more. I like perky breasts. Tell me, girl, do you like when I look at you? Does it turn you on? Why don't we find out? Take one of your fingers and dip it into your pussy and we'll see if your wet."

Hesitantly, Snow White slid her index finger through the moisture already flowing from her cunt. Pink tinged her cheeks as she held the finger up for his inspection.

"What a wonderful sight. Give me a taste of those slutty juices. Come on, girl stick that finger in my mouth."

She leaned over the chair and brought her finger to his lips. His long moist tongue wrapped around her finger and drew it deep into his mouth, where he sucked and licked until her finger was clean.

"Very tasty. I will definitely require a better taste of that delicious pussy. But now, I have to admit that my feelings were hurt when you kneed me, not to mention how hurt my cock was. I want an apology." Derek demanded.

"I'm truly sorry for hurting you." She said in a small voice.

"Well, that soothed my feelings, but it didn't soothe my cock. Get on your knees, girl, and kiss it all better." His voice hardened on the last order. 

The blush on her cheeks intensified as she got on her knees in front of him and gave a small pecking kiss to the head of his shaft.

Derek threw his head back and laughed. "Is that what you call a kiss? Pay close attention girl, you're going to learn how to suck my cock, and you'll learn it well before you leave this room. Now, take your hands and run them up and over my cock."

His skin was warm. She circled her finger around the head and discovered it to be soft and smooth. Veins along the rest of him pulsed under her hand.

"Now, cup my balls in your hands, and squeeze them ever so gently."

Snow White did, delighting in the shivery moan he gave. Squeezing a little harder got her another moan as his head tilted back. Curiosity flowed through her and she wondered if his cock and balls liked to be tickled. Deciding that she had to find out, she brought a fingernail to his elongated shaft and delicately scraped a fingernail along its length.

Derek's breath hissed out and his cocked jumped in her hand. "Fuck, that was good! Do it again!"

She drew her fingernail up and down his cock, along the front and then the undersides. Down through his pubic hair and over the full sacs and then back up his hard rod she went, over and over again. His moans turned to growls that came from deep inside his throat. Snow White took it further; taking all her nails she scored his thighs. He almost jumped up from his chair.

She could tell when he had enough, when his hand speared through her hair to grip the back of her head, relentlessly pulling towards his jumping cock. "I want your tongue on my cock. Lick it well and make it hard." He ordered.




The True Story of Snow White Ch. 2



A mischievous glint entered her eyes. Teasingly, she stuck her tongue out bringing it closer and closer to his prick. Then, suddenly, her tongue lashed his cock from the base to the angry red tip.

Derek clenched his fingers on the arms of the chair and stretched out, giving her more access to his awaiting rod.

She could see his eyes watching her every move. She liked it, could see every emotion, every tingle of pleasure reflected in there. She caught his gaze with her eyes and this time ever so slowly licked her way back down to the base.

"Ohhhhh Yeah! Work that tongue on my cock. Get it nice and wet."

She rubbed the tip over her tongue in slow circles.

"Go down and lick my balls. Then I want you to suck on them." Derek commanded.

Around and around and over his balls she swirled her tongue. Derek went slightly crazy at her teasing. When she sucked his sacs deep into her amazing mouth his eyes closed and his head fell back with a moan. Gently, she rolled his balls with her tongue and then pulling them away from his body before releasing them with a popping noise.

"God, I can't take anymore of that. I need to feel my cock deep inside that hot mouth of yours. Listen carefully, take your hand and wrap it around my cock. Good girl. Now, I'm going to hold your head and guide you, when your mouth is pumping up and down on me move your hand to the same rhythm. Understand?"

He didn't give her time to answer, before pulling her head down. "Open your mouth. Take me inside and suck on my cock. Now." His voice was hoarse with anticipation.

Her mouth opened, and he pulled her down the last few inches to engulf his hard cock.

"Fuck!" He roared.

Snow White tightened her lips around his cock eliciting another growl of pleasure from him. With his hands still holding her head, he guided her mouth up and down on his rod, slowly, oh so slowly. He pulled her head up, drawing her mouth to the very tip of swollen shaft before pushing his way back into the wet heat of her mouth.

Snow White loved feeling his cock sliding in and out of her mouth and hearing the moans that were torn from him, all because of her. It gave her a sense of power she had never felt before. She wanted to hear more, to make him scream with pleasure. But in her inexperience, she didn't know what she could do to bring that about. So, doing the smart thing, she released him and asked him.

Derek stared at her intently for several seconds before standing up. "Put my cock back in your mouth and hum. The vibration that the humming causes drives me crazy, as it will do to other men, also."

Snow White would remember that. Eagerly, She engulfed his cock once more. Sliding her lips and tongue back and forth. Then she hummed, and his groans turned to shouts. Releasing his shaft, she sucked his bulging sacs deep into her mouth, but this time she hummed louder, from deep in her throat.

"Ahhhh!" He yelled, his hands fisting at his sides. "Christ, you little slut, that's so fucking good." 

His voice was harsh as he told her what he wanted next.

Her body tightened further at his words. It was so nasty, so erotically sinful she felt singed by it. She could feel moisture dripping down her legs from her cunt, which was swollen and ready to climax with the slightest touch. Her hips moved unconsciously, wanting his cock deep inside her pussy, fucking her in and out, deep and hard, fucking her until she exploded drenching his cock with her fiery come. Her breasts were heavy and the nipples taut and aching, wanting his tongue to wrap around them, sucking them inside his mouth, nipping them with his teeth, leaving love bites all over them. 

Snow White stared into his eyes, watching him watch her finger slide into her mouth, getting it slick and wet. After taking his cock back into her mouth, she slid her finger between his legs back past his balls, to the fleshy rosebud waiting impatiently. Her wet finger teased, circling his back entrance, forcing just the tip of her finger inside, over and over. Taking his cock back into her mouth, she sucked voraciously, furiously. 

She could feel him getting closer and closer to orgasm. But each time he got too close she would slow down, dulling the sensations, only to start them all over again. 

Finally she brought him to the begging point. "P-Please, fuck me with your finger. Make me come in your mouth. N-Now!"

Snow White sped the tempo up even more, stroking her mouth and fist as fast as she could. Wait. Wait. She thought. Almost there. NOW! She slammed her finger into his ass, hard and fast, all the way to the last knuckle. Her finger stroked in and out. She added another finger, stretching him further, twisting and turning them inside his ass.

"Oh God! Oh God! Here it comes! Take it! Take it!" He chanted. "Unhh! Unhh! Unhh!" His body jerked and shook as the orgasm ripped through him in waves of acute shattering ecstasy.

His hands had grabbed Snow White's hair when he started coming, holding her tightly as his come burst into her mouth. Swallowing quickly, she tried to catch all of his delicious come, but there was too much. It dripped down her chin to land on her breasts.

Only when the last tremor eased from his body did he release her to sink shakily back onto the chair. "Come here and sit on my lap, my little slut." He said weakly.

When she was settled on him, Derek leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Absently his hands rubbed the few drops of his remaining come into her breasts.

Suddenly, Snow White's unfulfilled body twitched. She felt like flames were licking her body. One of Derek's eyes opened at the movement.

"My poor little slut, you haven't gotten to come yet, have you? Unfortunately for you, I still need a few more minutes before I can see to your pleasure. But, I think I can manage something to keep your interest."

His hands pulled her back to lean against his chest before reaching for her legs and settling each of them over one of his thighs, spreading pussy open. Awkwardly he reached at an angle behind the chair and pulled forth a rounded mirror on a stand. This he put directly in front of her pussy, angling it up so that they could both see her cunt clearly.

"Look how wet and swollen your pretty pussy is. Does it want a nice hard cock fucking it? Hmm?"

She nodded.

"Well, my beautiful little slut, it's not going to get one. That's not the lesson I'm teaching you. But, don't feel sad, you'll get plenty of cock before you leave here. Now, how would you like me to play with your pussy? Yes? Well then you'll have to ask me nicely."

"Please, Derek I very much want you to play with my pussy. I want to feel your fingers all over it."

"Very well, I have decided to grant your request."

Snow White could tell that he really did like her plea because she could feel his cock reviving against her ass.

"Keep your eyes on the mirror, slut. Watch me play with your pussy." He ordered

His right hand brushed through the raven curls at her pussy, tickling them, before brushing them out of the way. His index finger started at the top of her pussy, sliding down over her clit, which trembled at his touch. Splitting her pussy lips, his finger went further into the soaking wetness before pulling back up. He paused at her clit on the upstroke and gave it a little flick before sliding back down.

"Oooo!" Snow White cried out.

Over and over again Derek slid his finger up and down her pussy, paying special attention to her clit. He stopped when her hips began pumping up and down with the motion of his finger.

"Shh!" He reassured her when she cried out in distress. "I don't want you to come yet, little slut. There are other things I want to do to your pussy. Now, tell me how this feels."

His other hand had come up and spread her pussy lips wide open while his other finger dipped into her wetness and began flicking up and down across her clitoris.

"Whoooo!" Snow White breathed out.

"Ahh, you like that, huh. Are you ready to come for me?"

"Yes, yes. Please I need to come. I want to come. Please!"

His finger flicked faster, their eyes watching the mirror intently, seeing his finger moving against her clit. Snow White's breathing increased and her body shook as her orgasm drew nearer.

He stopped.

"Nooo!" She screamed. Her hand was grabbed before she could touch her pussy and finish the job herself.

"No, girl. I changed my mind. I don't want you to come that way. Get up." He ordered.

She was pushed up, swaying on her feet. Derek strode past her, his fully recovered cock erect and swaying as he moved to the bed and laid down on it.

He stared deep into Snow White's eyes and spoke, "Come here and sit on my face, slut. Now!"

A quiver past through his body at the erotic image his words brought to mind. Of her sitting on him while his tongue slid through her pussy, licking her. Then she would lean down and take him back into her mouth, and do all of the wonderfully nasty things he had taught her to him again.

Snow White practically ran to the bed, causing Derek to laugh at her. "I'm disappointed. Here I thought you would be in a hurry to have me eat your pussy. That's it come up here and face the end of the bed. Now, straddle my face. Oh yes, you have such a beautiful pussy."

"Oh!" She jumped as he blew gently up and down her slit. Then, the tip of his tongue slid through her wetness from top to bottom. Her hands clenched into the bedcovers. Again and again he licked her sweet nectar until her body was shaking with need. 

One of his hands reached up to her head and pushed her down to his cock. "Suck it!"

Derek waited until her mouth was sliding up and down his rigid stalk before returning to her pussy.

"Uhmp!" She cried out around his cock when he sucked on her clit. God, his tongue was wiggling around and around her clit. Now he was lashing his tongue across her clit like a whip.

She had difficulty concentrating on what she was doing. Several times she had to stop to cry out, her hand squeezing tightly around his cock in reaction. Her hips pumped her pussy against his tongue, up and down, fucking his tongue.

"Oh yes." A long thick finger steadily pushed inside her pussy. "Fuck me with your finger." She yelled. 

Pulling his cock forward she licked and sucked his balls before biting them gently. He growled at her. She did it again. Snow White wrapped both hands around his cock, stroking it madly and sucking on it ferociously.

Soon the only sounds in the room were slurping noises, and cries of pleasure. 

Snow White bore down on his finger, fucking her self with it, while his tongue lashed her clit, over and over. Her hands were still wrapped around his cock, one on top of the other while she held her mouth against her top hand, making one long tunnel for his cock to plow through.

Frantically they fucked each other's mouth, their hips a blur. The silence of the room was overcome by their screams or orgasmic rapture. Come ripped from his cock to bathe her mouth. Snow White's climax burst from her pussy to drench his tongue with her deliciously sweet liquid heat.

She collapsed on top of Derek, her hair covering his now deflated cock. Harsh breathing whispered through the room.

"You definitely earned yourself an A for your lesson in the art of the blow job." Derek rasped out. "Christ, I don't think my cock will be ready to fuck for a month."

"Thank you for the lesson." She replied.

"Oh, my little slut, it was my pleasure." He said with a laugh.

To Be Continued...



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 3



Snow White caught a glimpse of her third tutor as she was pushed into the room. He was lying on the bed. With his dark hair and deep green eyes he looked like a fallen angel. The gleam of skin from his powerful chest and shoulders made her ache to run her hands up and down his chest, tangling in the sprinkle of dark curls that covered it. Once she was done there then she would move down to his pants and rip the loose gray lounging pants that he wore off uncovering his taut thighs and aroused cock. 

But then the image from the other day of what he had said and done intruded into her thoughts. Snow White turned white and shiver of unease crept up her spine, this was the man who not more than a day ago spoke about fucking her ass. 

"Are you afraid to look at me, wench?" He asked

"No." Snow White replied, not lifting her eyes. There was no way she could look at him knowing what he wanted to do to her.

There was laughter in his voice when he spoke. "Well, then turn and look at me."

But when she did the amusement left him for he could see the unease in her eyes. He hurried to reassure her. "You don't need to fear me, wench nor the lessons I have to teach you. I have trained many women on the intricacies of ass fucking, and I promise you that you will find your fulfillment much more intense."

She gave him a scornful look.

"You don't believe me." He stated. "Well my dear wench, there is no way for me to prove I speak the truth except for me to show you. So, you may now enter my bed so that I may get a proper greeting from you."

His hand was there to guide her once she was on the bed and soon Snow White found herself on hands and knees straddling the sinful devil.

He smiled at her a knowing sensual smile that let her know he was definitely looking forward to her lessons. "Now greet me properly with a kiss, and then I shall greet you." His gruff voice had returned somewhat with that order.

Snow White bent her arms and touched her lips to his. They were warm and firm and caused the pit of her stomach to dance around in a wild jumble of sparks. An image of how Derek had kissed her came to mind. Hesitantly, she outlined his lips with her tongue. His mouth parted on a hoarse moan, urging her on. She slid her tongue into the rich heat of his mouth, tasting a hint of the brandy he must have drunk earlier.

His hands fisted in her hair, holding Snow White steady while he ravaged her mouth in a demanding kiss that left her senses reeling.

"For future reference, wench," he rasped out between breaths, "that was a proper greeting. Now it's my turn. Stay as you are and don't move."

He scooted down on the bed until his head was directly under her hanging breasts. "Beautiful." He cupped his hands around the firm globes. "And such delightful little berries on top. I love to eat berries. Let me tell you how I like to eat berries. First, I like to use my tongue and lick all over the outside of the berry, teasing myself with just a hint of its flavor."

Snow White shivered, as his tongue tasted her nipples just as he had described.

"Then I like to nip at the skin so that I can get a little more of the berries taste."

She inhaled sharply at the erotic torture his teeth performed on her nipples and the skin surrounding them.

"And then, when I can stand the torment no longer, I take the delicious morsel into my mouth, sucking and biting the berries until every ounce of its sweet nectar is gone.

She cried out in a shivery voice as he sucked a nipple deep inside his mouth where his tongue lashed and flicked across it and his teeth bit gently into the creamy flesh. Several wonderful moments later the other breast received the same treatment.

"Mmm." He moaned out releasing the nipple. "Such a succulent distraction. It's such a shame that I have to leave them, but I've made you wait long enough for your greeting." 

He kissed each breast once more and then slid down and out from underneath her body. She could hear him move around the room and then the noise of several drawers being opened and shut before he returned to the bed and placed an average sized ornately carved box that looked to be made of mahogany at her head.

"Open the box." He commanded.

She reached out with one hand and released the lock on the front of the box and slowly pulled it open until the top lid rested against the bed. Inside were several objects of various widths. Her eyes widened when she realized they looked like cocks.

Brutus maneuvered himself until he was kneeling behind Snow White. He curved his body over hers, chest to back, his semi-hard erection brushing her pussy through the lounging pants. Reaching into the box he pulled out the smallest cock and held it up for Snow White's perusal.

"This is a dildo." He told her. "It will now greet your beautiful ass, helping to stretch your anal opening so that you may accommodate my cock without pain. You will hold your body relaxed as you did when my finger was inside you so that it may enter you without restriction."

Snow White closed her eyes, dreading what was to come but unable to stop it. When he lifted off of her she tensed in reaction and then had to force herself to relax. Coldness touched her as the object was swirled and circled around the tight circle of flesh. She felt wetness wherever it touched and realized he had lubricated the phallus with some kind of oil.

There was no warning, just the feeling of being invaded as the tip of the cock was forced inside her ass.

Brutus grabbed her before she could run, holding her tight. "Easy, little one, don't force me to tie you up. You will take this cock in your ass and whether it is a painful experience or a pleasant one is your decision to make."

Snow White slumped in defeat. It was pure reflex that had made her try to escape. This time Brutus kept one arm wrapped firmly around Snow White while sliding the dildo in another inch.

With a sense of relief Snow White felt the object in her ass being pulled out only to have that relief dashed when the dildo slid back inside even further. Again and again he pumped the dildo into her ass, going deeper and deeper with each thrust.

It was unthinkable to feel pleasure from what he was doing to her, but she was. The feeling was unlike anything she had ever felt up until now. The friction from the cock more severe, the feeling of fullness more enhanced. 

"You like this." Brutus stated in response to her moan. "I could not be happier. But since the sight of your gorgeous ass with a cock buried deep inside it is wearing my control thin, we'll move on to the next size. This time you may set your own pace to take the dildo. Yes, I think that is a wonderful idea."

She shivered as the phallus was pulled out.

"Here you are my dear little wench. Yes that's nice isn't it? Your lovely little rosebud opened so nicely for the phallus. That's right, wench, take more of that hard cock up your ass. Deeper. Deeper." He urged.

His words surged through her nerve endings like lightning, arousing a part of her desire that she hadn't known existed. She wanted him. Wanted his shaft buried deep inside her ass, fucking her with long, powerful thrusts. Snow White groaned and pushed backwards until the dildo was buried inside her ass to the hilt.

"Christ!" Brutus whispered at the sight.

Then Snow White did something that came as a shock to both of them. She began speaking in low nasty words. "Take this damn thing out, I want your cock in there. Split me with it. Fuck me with your cock so I can feel every inch of it sliding inside my ass. Come on, you know you want to feel my ass hole opening around you, swallowing your cock. Can't you feel how my ass will squeeze around your cock? Please take it out and fuck me. Please!" 

"Bitch." He moaned. "Look what you've done to me. Damn, I've got to get these pants off before I poke a hole in them." Brutus stood up and hastily removed his pants. 

His erection was massive, long and thick. It made her wish she could take back her words to him. There was no way she could take that up her ass without being split in two.

Brutus grinned at her glazed expression. His hand grabbed his cock and pumped it slowly, up and down, several times while her eyes were glued to the sight. She didn't see him reach into the box and pull out the other phallus until he put it in front of her face. It was much larger than the others and only fractionally smaller than Brutus's.

"Despite your words of readiness, you are still not prepared enough to take my prick comfortably. But now I have this overwhelming need to taste your pussy so we'll just take a little sidetrack for a short while."

He moved behind her on the bed and grabbed her ankles. A few quick tugs and she was repositioned with her knees spread wide on the floor while her chest and breasts rested on the bed.

Snow White moaned as his warm moist tongue speared through her cunt, lapping at the juices that flowed freely from her pussy. More dirty words flew from her mouth as her ardor increased. "Yes! Yes! Lick my pussy. Oh God, that's so good. Ooooo! Fuck my pussy with your tongue. Deeper! Ohhh! What are you doing!? Oh yes, suck on my clit. Don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

Her cries and moans became frantic. Her hands clutched at the bed covers and her hips wiggled her clit against his tongue.

Brutus was stroking his cock while he tongued her clit. He couldn't help himself; his cock was throbbing, demanding attention. Finally with a force of will he stopped so that he could lubricate the larger dildo. And then as Snow White's began screaming with her orgasm he ripped the fake phallus in her ass out and steadily forced the largest phallus deep inside her ass, the orgasm aiding the ease with which it entered.

Snow White's come crazed mind registered the fact that she had a cock inside her giving her immeasurable pleasure, but it didn't register where that cock was until she began fucking herself on it. Another orgasm was rising up swiftly insider her and made her fuck the rigid object harder and faster.

She screamed in protest as the dildo was ripped from her body.

Brutus hurriedly positioned a cock ring around his member and rammed hard and deep into her ass. "This time you come with my cock inside you." He stated between clenched teeth.

His thrusts were full of raw sexual power, violently pounding inside her ass over and over as hard as he could. The feeling of her tight orifice surrounding his shaft, squeezing and releasing, made him mindless. He took her with animal ferocity while her screams of pleasure burned through him, making him wild with desire.

"FUCK MEEE!" She yelled her body rocking against his. "YESSS! HARDER!" His cock pistoned faster, the friction in her rectum so extreme it brought tears of rapture to her eyes.

Brutus's hoarse shout of release brought Snow White over the final plateau. She screamed while her body shook uncontrollably with orgasm after orgasm.

As the last tremor shook through them, Brutus collapsed weakly on top of her. Snow White struggled to catch her breath while her body was racked with mini orgasms that brought low moans from her throat.

"Well, wench, are you still afraid of having your ass fucked?" Brutus asked insolently.

"Never." She replied.

"Good. There's more." He withdrew his still hard cock in a long slow torturous slide and then thrust it forward with a quick jerk of his hips.

She choked on a gasp. God, he was still hard and ready. How could that be, she wondered aloud?

"I placed a cock ring around myself before I fucked you. It allows me to stay hard and feel an orgasm without letting my juices out. You may thank me later for the pleasure you have received from it, but right now I think we'll do something a little different." 

Both of them moaned when he pulled his cock out. Brutus led the way to the back of the room giving Snow White the perfect opportunity to admire his ass. The rounded globes were firm making her hand itch to squeeze them. What the hell, she thought and reached out to knead the tight cheeks. The touch caught him off guard and caused him to stumble. Brutus glanced over his shoulder, saw her grin and smiled in return, before stepping aside and allowing her to see the strange contraption hanging from a beam in the ceiling. 

Snow White ran her fingers along one of the cords and discovered that it was elasticized, bouncing slightly when she pulled down on it. At the end of each cord was a padded loop and higher up another padded strip connected the two cords. 

Brutus grabbed a stool from against the wall and set it underneath the contraption. "Step up on the stool. Now pull the swing down and slide your legs into the padded loops. No, you need to pull them all the way up to the middle of your thighs. Yes, that's right. Now hold on while I adjust the cords."

Snow White heard a cranking noise from behind her and the cords around her legs and back started to rise. 

"That should do it." Brutus said, locking the crank in place. "Mmm, mmm, mmm, you do look good hanging there, all nice and ready for me to fuck. Are you comfortable? Good. I need to get a chair so don't you go anywhere." He said laughing at his own joke.

Snow White rolled her eyes, watching him pull a chair over and place it so that it was behind her and yet still underneath her. When he sat down he had to push her out of the way and when she swung back she barely brushed his lap with the back of her thighs and ass. A quick adjustment on his part and his cock nestled against her pussy once more.

"Now my hands are free to touch you anywhere I choose. Isn't that nice." He murmured in her ear. "Hold on to the ropes and don't let go until I give you permission."

When she complied, he reached underneath her and grabbed his cock. Back and forth he brushed the head across her clitoris. Occasionally, for a change of pace, he would alter the movement and lightly tap her clit. 

"It feels good, doesn't it?" He whispered in her ear when she moaned at the torment. "I'm going to make you come this way, with just my cock brushing your clit. I'm going to make you come your sweet juices all over my cock until it's wet and slick and then I'm going to fuck you in the ass again."

Her back arched as his words tickled along her nerve endings rubbing her clit harder against his cock.

"Come for me, wench. I want to hear you scream your pleasure. Come for me. Now!" He demanded. His hand slapped his cock against her clit frantically.

"I'M CUMMING! YESSSSS! OHH! OHH! OHH!" Her loud screams echoed through the room. Her whole body tensed and her hands clenched around the ropes until her knuckles were white while the orgasm raged through her like wildfire.

"Christ, that was beautiful. I can't wait any longer, I have to be inside you." He reached under her with both hands and took the cock ring off. "This time I'm going to fill you so full of cum it's going to pour out of you before I'm done."

Snow White was still breathing harshly when he lifted her and brought her down on his erection, piercing her ass in one swift stroke.

"AHHHH!" She screamed.

"FUCK!" Brutus growled out. His cock felt like it was in a vice of scorching heat that almost had him climaxing immediately. His head dropped forward to lean against Snow White's back remaining still until he could bring himself back under control.

"O. K." He breathed out. "I'm not going to last very long, so listen up. Lift your arms up over your head and hold the rope. Perfect." His hands reached around and cupped her breasts. "Now, take me!" 

His hips thrust upwards bouncing her up and down on his cock in a feverish pace. The movement forced his cock deeper into her ass than before. His hands tightened around her breasts using them to pull her up and down on his rigid shaft. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" She chanted with each thrust. 

"I'll fuck you. Yeah, take it, bitch! Fuck my cock! Jesus, you're ass is so tight!" He roared.

"Please! Please!" She whimpered.

For several minutes the only sounds in the room were the slapping of flesh against flesh and the harsh moans of pleasure. "You want my cum? Huh? Well, here it is." Brutus threw his head back and pulled her down tight, grinding his cock into her ass while the cum boiling in his balls erupted, jetting in huge spurts into the depths of her ass. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" He grunted with each shot.

Snow White could feel each spurt of his cum as it blasted out of his cock and into her ass. It sent her over the edge. Her body shook with spasms and a long scream of agonizing pleasure tore from her soul. Her scream reverberated through the room as darkness crept over her mind and body. She fainted, slumping back into Brutus's arms.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 4



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The Queen was not idle while Snow White was learning to appreciate the pleasurable intricacies of the erotic arts. She was busy interviewing prospective husbands for Snow White. Already she had discarded at least a dozen kings and princes because they refused to comply with her two requirements. First they had agree to sign over any rights to Snow White's inheritance, namely the castle and surrounding kingdom, to her. And the last and most important dictate of all, they had to agree to be tested in bed by her. With everything Snow White was learning, the Queen couldn't let her go to an amateurish lover. She would need a very accomplished husband to keep her interested and occupied so that she would not stray, therefore completing the mirror's prophecy.

She shuddered at the thought. The door to her sitting room opened and a brawny young man in uniform entered. "My Queen, the next applicant is here."

"Show him in, Adrian."

"Yes, my Queen."

The Queen settled the blue silk of her skirts around her legs, so that they clung to the shapely curve of her thighs. Folding her hands demurely, she waited.

The man who entered the room stopped her heart. He was the most stunning specimen of manhood she had ever seen. He exuded power, strength and virility. His chiseled face was striking, with slate gray eyes that stared at her with predatory intent. His long waist length black hair, which was left to hang free around his cape-covered shoulders, was liberally streaked with white stripes making him appear even more dangerous.

He smiled at her scrutiny and casually pushed his cape back and over his shoulders. The body revealed caused her breath to quicken and her cunt to moisten. The man's body was lean and hard, his muscles not overly large, but well toned giving him the look of a warrior. Her mind boggled when she realized that the prominent bulge hidden underneath his pants was still flaccid. Oh God, she could almost feel that thick cock pounding inside her pussy. She couldn't let this man have Snow White. No, he would be hers, she vowed, even if she had to place a spell on him. 

"Would you like me to strip." He drawled in a deep voice.

"I don't think that will be necessary." Her voice was husky with desire. "Please, do sit down."

He removed his cape and tossed it over the back of the chair. "I am Prince Cassius Charming. My kingdom is several days' travel from here to the east. I have heard that you are seeking a husband for the Princess Snow White. I am here specifically for that purpose. Name your price." He said in an offhand manner.

"My dear Prince, I'm terribly sorry to tell you this, but I have already betrothed Snow White."

His unnerving gray eyes stared at her for several long minutes before a small sardonic smile curved his lips. "You're lying."

She didn't bother to deny it. "The Princess Snow White will not be wed to you, however I, also, have been searching for a husband and find that you perfectly fit all of my requirements."

"But you don't fit my requirements. Your genie in the mirror showed me their tryst together through a mirror in my palace and I have seen her potential. It is she and no other that I will take to wife. You are a mere faded bloom compared to her."

The Queens eyes blazed with raw fury. How dare he say that to her, she was a thousand times better than that twit Snow White? In her anger she forgot everything but her desire to destroy the upstart Prince Cassius. Circling her hands in the air she created a fireball out of black magic and hurled it at the Prince.

Prince Cassius stayed calm in the face of the Queens fury and snatched the fireball within inches of it reaching him. With a few chanted phrases the ball changed from fiery red to a cool blue. He threw it back towards the Queen. 

Her shock at his magical abilities slowed her reflexes just enough that she missed the ball. It surrounded her, enveloping her in a glove of immobility.

"Now then, first things first," he began, "I have the betrothal contract right here. Your genie gave me all of the specifics, I have made sure that all rights to this kingdom and castle are written over to you and the dowry is the amount that you have offered all the other applicants." He placed the paper on the table in front of the spellbound Queen. "Sign it."

Her eyes stared blankly ahead while her hand picked up the pen and dipped it in the inkwell. There was no sign of her inner struggle to release herself from his magical web. With the last flourish of her hand across the parchment she was defeated and Snow White's fate sealed. 

"Excellent." Cassius rolled up the parchment and slipped it into an inner pocket of his cape. "As for your second requirement, I'm afraid that I will have to decline your favors for myself, but never fear I shall find someone to amuse you." Turning away, Cassius moved to the chamber door and opened it.

"You there, what is your name?" He asked of the blond haired warrior guarding the door.

"Adrian, your majesty." He replied.

"Adrian, your mistress has need of your services and that of a comely maid. Find one and attend the Queen immediately."

"Yes, your highness. I shall return shortly."

Cassius shut the door and returned to the Queen. With another wave of his hand she felt some of her mobility returning. Immediately she tried to wrest herself from the spell only to find her energy draining away once more.

He smiled slyly. "The spell will only allow you the movements and words that I want you to have."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Enter." He called out.

The guard entered followed by a rather tall statuesque woman with blond curls that cascaded like a waterfall to cover her full breasts.

Cassius sat on a couch against the far wall, his eyes directing the Queens movements.

She walked towards Adrian, her movements sultry and smooth. On the way her hand snagged a chair and dragged it along to place beside Adrian. "You have been standing quite a long time, Adrian, please sit." 

Cautiously, he sat. His reaction turning to shock as the queen draped herself across his lap, with her delicious backside pointing up. Wiggling her ass she pleaded. "Adrian, I have been a very naughty girl and I must be punished. Pull my dress up and spank my ass."

Stunned eyes looked at the Prince who nodded an assent. A delighted grin curved Adrian's lips as he hurriedly tossed the Queens skirts over her back and head.

Full pale peach globes unfettered by panties awaited the stinging touch of his hand. He gripped a cheek in each hand, squeezing and kneading the flesh. Then raising his arm he brought it down on her ass with a resounding SLAP!

A high-pitched shriek escaped the muffling effects of the skirts.

Adrian kneaded the stinging flesh before raising his hand once more and smacking the other cheek. 

For several minutes the only sounds in the room were the sharp slapping noises as hand met ass and the wailing shrieks of the Queen.

Prince Cassius' eyes fell on the maid still standing near the door of the chamber. Her eyes stared at the scene before her while one hand held her skirts at her waist and the other was busy fondling her pussy.

"Come here, my beauty." Cassius called to her. "You will find that I am much better than your hand."

A blush stained her cheeks at being caught but she readily moved over to stand before him. He reached out and ripped the material of her blouse and skirt from her body. Next he opened the buttons of his trousers, and pulled out his engorged erection.

"On your knees, little one, and suck my cock." He ordered. 

His mouth opened on a wordless moan as she pounced on his cock, sucking hungrily. Her mouth was like a vacuum, her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction. Up and down her head bobbed, pausing every few seconds to run her tongue along the length of his raging cock. Once more she sucked him into her mouth drawing him further and further down her throat until she had taken his entire cock down to the root. 

"FUCK YES!" He growled dropping his head back to rest on the couch.

She swallowed, the motion forcing his cock deeper while her throat muscles squeezed and caressed him

"SHIT! OH CHRIST, DO THAT AGAIN!" His hands fisted in her hair holding her still so that she could not release his cock from her mouth.

It was even better the second time, his whole body arched up off the couch. The feeling of having his cock so deep in her mouth was overwhelming. It was only when he realized that she couldn't breathe did he reluctantly ease out. Letting go of her head he let her set the pace while his attention turned back to Adrian and the Queen.

Adrian roughly pushed the Queens thighs apart as she lay on top of his lap and thrust a hand between them. Wetness coated her pussy and inner thigh and covered his fingers as he rammed three deep inside her cunt.

"AHHHH! YESSS!" She screamed. "MORE! GIVE ME MORE!"

"I'll give you more, later, bitch. But first I'm going to eat your pussy." He told her with relish.

"Adrian." Cassius called over to him.

Adrian glanced over to find the Prince enjoying what looked to be an excellent blowjob. "Yes, your majesty?"

"I do believe the Queen needs some air, why don't you take her out on the balcony and if there are any people about, why then she'll have someone to converse with."

An erotic plan began to form in Adrian's mind at the Prince's words. "An excellent idea, your majesty. My thanks."

"No thanks are needed, Adrian. It will be my pleasure to watch."

The Queen felt herself lifted up, her skirts haphazardly settling around her legs while Adrian opened the balcony doors and pushed her over to the metal railing.

"Look my Queen, there are several people for you to speak to. Spread your legs wide for me and call them over here. We'll see how long you can keep them from knowing what is going on under your skirts." He laughed wickedly.

The Queen felt her skirts lifted in the back and Adrian adjusting himself to sit underneath her before lowering her skirts. A tug on her silky nether hair reminded her of her orders and she called out to the group of people sitting on the lawn.

The minute she began speaking Adrian latched onto her pussy, sucking hard on her clit. Her voice rose in pitch as she continued to speak. His tongue licked her slit, lapping at the nectar, thrusting hard and deep inside as far as he could go before withdrawing and using his tongue to thrash her clit.

He paused, his muffled voice rising to her ears. "Ask them if they would like to see your breasts."

"Please, no."

"Do it!" He commanded.

Embarrassed, she mumbled the question.

"Louder." He yanked on her hair causing her to gasp in pain.

"Would you like to see my breasts?" She yelled down to the crowd.

"Hell, yes!" Someone in the back of the crowd yelled while the others clapped their approval.

The crowd watched in amazement as a pair of hands reached from underneath the Queens skirts and ripped open her bodice, baring her pert breasts with their pouting nipples.

"Whose under your skirts, your highness?" A voice yelled.

"Are you getting a nice finger fuck!" said another.

"Lift your skirts so we can watch him lash your clit with his tongue."

"What a wonderful idea." Adrian murmured. "Lift your skirts so they can watch." He ordered the Queen.

Hesitantly, she raised her skirts to the sound of more applause from the crowd.

"Look, it's Adrian! Give it to her Adrian! Suck on her clit!" A man in the back yelled.

"Fuck her with your fingers Adrian! Make her scream for us!" One of the women cried out before the man beside her pushed her to her knees and fed his cock to her eager mouth.

The sounds of the crowd urging him on just made Adrian's desire hotter. He attacked her pussy, his tongue whipping across her clit and his fingers forcing their way,

again and again, deep inside her slick cunt. 

The crowd grew silent as the Queen rose on tiptoes. Her mouth opened and her body tensed. The orgasm was there just out of her reach. Gripping her breasts with her hands, she plucked at her nipples while her hips forced her clit harder against Adrian's tongue.

"CUUMMMMING! OH GOD, I'M CUMMING!" She screamed to the crowd. Her head fell back as the climax spiraled through her, blasting through every nerve and fiber of her body. "AHHHH! YESSSS, OH YESSSS! GIVE IT TO ME! OOOHHHH IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD!"

The crowd roared its approval while Adrian swept the weakened Queen up in his arms and carried her back into the chamber. Then one after another the men and women in the crowd fell on each other in an orgy of lust, ripping clothes off in their haste to fuck.





The True Story of Snow White Ch. 4



Every part of the Queens body pulsed and shook as her orgasm grew to massive proportions. And when it broke over her the whole castle heard her screams. "YES! YES! OH GOD! CUM IN ME! MORE! MORE! GIVE ME MORE!"

NOW! Now was the perfect moment for his final insult to the Queen. With a mighty heave Cassius tossed the maid to the side and gripping his cock aimed it at the Queen's face. Burst after burst of spunk erupted from his cock to splash against her face. His hand jerked his cock, coaxing more and more cum from his quivering body until the Queen's face was coated and dripping with his jism. Collapsing back into the couch Cassius tried to catch his breath. Finally, it was enough.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 5



Snow White stared in fascination at the scandalous image in the mirror. Never had she ever thought she could look so shocking, but the body suit covering her like a second skin did exactly that. She felt so deliciously nasty that she could already feel her pussy moistening.

She lifted her hands and touched the silky see-through material. Her hands drifted lower coming into contact with the strands of metallic beads that covered her breasts. The beads were ice-cold to the touch and not even the heat from her body warmed them. They brushed and slid over her nipples whenever she moved, their chill keeping her nipples rock hard and aching.

Her hands continued down into the opening where the crotch of the body suit had been cut out to examine her newly shaved pussy. The skin was smooth and the loss of her nether hair allowed her to see her aroused clitoris peeking from between her wet pussy lips. A feathery brush of her fingers over her clit had her gasping at the sultry shivers that arced through her skin. Cool air brushed across her backside. Turning she could see that her entire ass was uncovered. 

"Your highness, I must finish dressing you and take you to your next tutors. Now please spread your legs and hold still."

Once more Snow White turned to the mirror watching as the servant girl knelt in front of her and attached metal clamps to the material of the body suit between her legs.

Before she could protest the servants quick fingers pulled aside her pussy lips attaching a clamp to each one. The pain from the clamps was minimal and quickly forgotten as the servant rose and Snow White could see what the clamps actually did. Her pussy lips were pulled outward, held open by the attached clamps while her clit was boldly displayed, the hardened bud growing even more sensitive as the cool air of the room teased it. 

She was still examining the clamps when the servant returned with a demure blue chiffon gown that she quickly slid over Snow White's head. The buttons that ran along the front of the gown were done up and high heeled shoes finished the ensemble. One last look in the mirror and she could see that the dress covered her body completely allowing not one inch of the seductive body suit to peek through. Without another word the servant pushed her out of the room leading her straight to the rooms of her next tutors. * * *

When she stepped into the room Gabriel, the barbarian, with his sinful smile and lean muscled body and Samson with the Scottish brogue and long auburn hair were waiting for her. They were dressed in identical blue lounging pants that clung to their skin, showing off their muscular thighs and most significantly their semi-erect cocks. Snow White eyes drifted back and forth, consuming the sight of their naked chests, muscular shoulders and arms. They motioned her further into the room to stand in front of them. 

"So, my pretty lass, have you been studying very hard at your lessons?" Samson asked, his thick brogue whispering over her skin, melting her insides and weakening her knees.

"Yes, sir." She replied shakily.

Gabriel's smile widened. "That's good to hear, girl. But tonight you need only concentrate on the new lessons we have to teach you. You look very beautiful in that dress, why don't you dance for us and show it off." 

Snow White stared at them, uncertain whether she had heard correctly. "Pardon me?"

"I said dance for us."

"But I don't know how to dance." Snow White said.

Samson and Gabriel looked at each other knowingly.

"Well then lass, I would be delighted to teach you." Samson said rising from his seated position on the cushions scattered over the floor. He moved around until he was behind Snow White and then brought his arms around her and pulled her back into him.

The heat from his body penetrated through her clothing searing her flesh while his breath whispered across her cheek as he spoke. "This dance is a very special dance and to learn it properly you must free all of your inhibitions and become a wanton creature. There is no act that is not allowed, no touch that is not permissible. I will give you directions and you will follow them. Is that clear?"

She nodded her head shakily.

"Good. Begin by looking directly into Gabe's eyes. Lift your hair high and let it slowly drift through your fingers."

Her eyes moved to Gabriel's and her hands lifted her hair as Samson had instructed.

"Notice, my pretty lass, how his eyes do not stare at your hair. What is he looking at?"

"He's staring at my breasts."

"Ummm….Yes he is. By raising your arms you lifted your breasts and brought them to his attention. Now that his attention is captured you might wish to tease him a little, perhaps by releasing the buttons on your dress from the neck to the middle of your cleavage."

She studied her tutors face intently as her fingers got closer to where the metal beads could be seen. His eyes had widened with arousal upon seeing the see-through material underneath her dress, but when she was finished with the last button they practically smoldered with desire.

"Oh lass, what a very wicked surprise you have on underneath your clothes. Remember this for your future husband, men love little glimpses of naughty underclothes, it makes them contemplate what other surprises might be in store for them."

The rock hard cock pressed into her backside was proof of his words. Suddenly as if a dam had burst, ideas so seductive that her breath caught in her throat began to form in her mind. Ideas that she wanted to tease and entice them with. Only shyness kept her from voicing her desires.

Gabriel saw the growing knowledge in her flushed face and motioned Samson to sit back down. "You may finish the dance on your own, girl. Just remember that there is nothing that is not allowed."

She gave them a pleased smile and pondered how to proceed. Remembering how Samson had rubbed his cock against her backside she decided that Gabe had been left out and moved to sit on his lap. Taking his hands she brought them up to the buttons of her dress before bracing her hands on his thighs. When his hands began to undo the buttons she slowly rubbed her ass up and down the hard length of his cock. He moaned into her neck and his cock grew even more stiff and erect. His fingers moved to pull the edges of the dress aside but Snow White batted his hands away and stood up.

Switching partners, she turned her back to Samson and slowly began to inch the back of her dress up. The material slid over her sensitive skin leaving goose bumps in its wake. Higher and higher it went until the dress was just below her ass cheeks.

She yanked the dress up. Hearing Gabriel and Samson's harsh gasp she let the dress fall back down around her feet. Turning swiftly, she caught Samson rubbing his cock through his lounging pants and Gabriel moving to get up.

"Sit." She commanded to Gabriel

He gave them a sheepish look and sat back down. 

Snow White grew even more abandoned at the thrill of raw sexual power pulsing through her. Reaching up she very slowly teased the long sleeves of her dress down and off her arms. Swiftly she raised her arms high over her head locking her hands together. The desperate moans Gabriel and Samson voiced were music to her ears. She knew what they were seeing; raising her arms had allowed the bodice of her gown to fall around her waist while arching her breasts at the same time. The strained beaded strands parted to allow her taut nipples to poke through.

Snow White moved to stand between the two men. "The metal of these beads is very cold on my nipples. Could you perhaps warm them up?"

Gabriel came to his knees first. Drawing closer he gently blew a warm stream of air over the aroused bud. He smiled at the shiver that shook Snow White and looked up into her hooded eyes.

Snow White watched spellbound as his tongue darted out and slowly traced up the underside of her breast across her sensitive and swollen nipple. He repeated the motion twice more before latching onto her nipple and sucking the puckered flesh deep into his mouth.

"Ohh!" Snow White cried out and went to lower her arms.

"No!" Samson ordered sharply. "You are not allowed to lower your arms until after I have had my turned."

Gabe released the nipple and leaned back slightly. "Well, girl, was that warm enough for you. Perhaps it was a little too warm?" He didn't wait for an answer, just reached up and cupped her breast rubbing the cold beads over her aroused flesh.

Snow White inhaled sharply as the cold beads were pressed into her flesh. Back and forth they brushed over her nipple until it was almost painfully aroused.

"Please, no more!" She whimpered.

Samson stood up and moved into the space that his friend had vacated. "Oh, but I don't please." He growled pulling her roughly, almost violently, to him. In one swift motion both beads and nipple disappeared into the searing heat of his mouth.

The sensation of a hot tongue and cold beads caressing her nipple was unbearable. She could only gasp and moan as Samson swirled his tongue over, around, and across her nipple, forcing the beads, which seemed to grow even colder, against her. Gabriel returned engulfing the unattended nipple back into the heated depths of his mouth. The pleasure she received from the doubled sensation was sharp and piercing. Her cries went unheeded as her barbarian and Scottish lover continued their onslaught. And only when Snow White was shaking with unfulfilled desire were they satisfied enough to release her and return to their seats. 

Her arms fell wearily to her sides and her knees trembled threatening to give out. 

"I do believe she liked that." Samson remarked to Gabriel.

Several minutes passed before Snow White's strength had returned enough for her to continue. Desire bubbled through her veins with an urgency she had never felt before, threatening to consume her with its heat. Snow White bit her tongue to keep from begging to be taken. That would be considered failure on her part. But, if they could be forced over the edge…

She moved with purpose over to a kitchen chair, and placed it in between her two tutors. Lifting her skirt slightly, she stepped onto the chair holding the back for balance and turned to face away from them.

"I have a present for you." She purred. "Why don't you finish unwrapping it and I'll give it to you?"

They didn't have to be asked twice. Each gripped a side of her skirt and tugged. Inch by inch her soft flesh was revealed, first the upper curve of her ass, and then the round firm globes themselves. The dress became loose and would have fallen if not for their hands holding it up. Gabriel and Samson continued the torturously slow descent until finally, the dress was around Snow Whites ankles.

"Close your eyes, please" She waited until they had complied before turning around. Placing a foot on either side of the seat widened her legs just enough for their surprise to be glaringly obvious. 

"You can open your eyes now."

Their reaction was more than she could have hoped for. With pouncing precision their eyes zeroed in on her pussy, taking in the bared skin and the clamps that held her wet pussy lips apart.

"Oh fuck!" Gabriel moaned. His hands clenched and unclenched, as if he barely held himself in check.

"So very wicked!" Samson whispered before licking his suddenly dry lips.

Snow White knew in an instant that she had accomplished her goal as simultaneously; Samson and Gabriel stood, wrapped their steely arms around her legs and snatched her off the chair. She was tossed onto the bed followed closely by her barbarian and highlander. Samson grabbed her arms and held them over her head while Gabriel got a closer look.

Trailing his fingers over her pussy he marveled at the smooth skin and clamps. "Look how open the clamps hold her pussy lips and how smooth her skin feels. Christ! Her clits so hard, she'll probably explode the minute I have it in my mouth. Quick," he said to Samson, "Which one of us is going first?"

Samson released Snow White's hands and pulled a coin from a pocket in his lounging pants. "Heads or tails?" He asked and tossed the coin up into the air.

"Heads." Gabe called out.

They all watched the coin as it twirled in the air, finally coming to rest above Snow White's head.

"Yes!" Gabriel yelled.

Samson gave him a resigned.

"Up, girl." Gabriel ordered while shedding his lounging pants. With Snow White was out of the way he stretched out on the bed. "Come up here girl and put that pussy in my mouth. I've a terrible yearning to see how sweet it is."

Samson held onto Snow White maneuvering her until she stood above Gabriel's head. "Lift your legs, lass and I'll lower you down."

The order confused her, but she did as he asked, bending her knees and letting him hold her up. Realization burst over her when he started to lower her at a snails pace. He meant to torture them, to draw out the anticipation to a keen edge.

Samson brought his lips close to her ear, his auburn hair falling over her shoulder. "I want to feel you shiver and clench in my arms when Gabel takes his first taste of your pussy. When his tongue stabs at your clitoris and your body arches with pleasure it will be my arms that hold you tight. And then when you are mindless with the sensations that are flooding your body, I'm going to make you suck my cock until you come screaming around it." Snow Whites moans turned to a shriek as Samson moved lower and bit the side of her neck hard enough to leave imprints of his teeth.

He continued to lower her until she straddled Gabriel's head. She was so close now that she could feel faint puffs of breath against her pussy. Her hands clutched Samson's arms, her blunt nails digging into his skin.

"Are you ready?" Samson growled into her ear. 

"Oh yes, please!" Snow White pleaded.

Another inch lower and she moaned at the feel of her barbarian's tongue sweeping through her pussy, gathering up her juices. Her hands gripped Samson even tighter as a shudder of pleasure tingled down her spine.

"Is he licking your pussy, my beautiful lass? Has he licked your clit yet? No?" He said in response to her shaking head. "What a naughty lad he is to make you wait. Shall I punish him by removing you from his reach?"

Snow White frantically shook her head no.

They laughed at her urgency.

"Very well then lass, I shan't remove you from your pleasure."

Gabriel teased her unmercifully, amused at her hindered attempts to force her clit against his tongue. He glanced up, past the muscular arms that held her tightly and into her passion glazed eyes. They begged at him, pleading for fulfillment. Unable to deny her any longer he sucked her clitoris, deep into his mouth, lashing his tongue against it.

Snow White screamed, twisting violently in Samson's iron hard grip.

Her struggles fanned Samson's desire. It took every ounce of willpower he had not to lift her up and impale her on his cock. Instead he stripped off his own pants and moved around to stand in front of her. Lifting her hands he forced them around his cock. Gripping her hair in his fists he drew her close to his arousal. "Take me in your mouth, lass. Suck my cock."

Snow White was on him in an instant, attacking his cock with a fierce intensity, sucking him deep into her mouth and gripping him with an iron fisted grip. Her strokes were fast and furious, squeezing his shaft tightly on the upstroke while slamming her mouth down on his throbbing cock on the down stroke. 

The feel of her hands and mouth devouring his cock was almost more than Samson could stand. Gritting his teeth hard, he threw his head back desperately willing himself not to cum. Never had any woman sucked his cock with such fierce abandonment. It was as if she was trying to draw every last drop of cum from his balls. Losing himself in the moment, he pulled her head towards him while thrusting his cock deeper into her mouth.

Snow White was oblivious to everything except the pleasure of a hard cock in her mouth and the vigorous thrashing her clit was receiving. Each lash of Gabriel's tongue tugged her closer to an orgasm of massive proportions. Her hips frantically tried to grind her clit against his tongue, but his tight grip on her hips prevented the movements.

Gabe could feel the orgasm building in Snow White, in the tensed muscles straining against his hands, and the muffled moans that erupted from her throat. Her cries hardened him to a painful degree that would only be satisfied when her ass sheathed his cock, milking every drop of cum from him.

Snow White was so distracted by the tingling sensations bombarding her body she barely got a nod off in response to Samson's warning not to bite him. Behind her closed eyes, dots of lights exploded in a riot of colors. "More…Please give me more!" Her lustful cries increased in volume until the room echoed with them. 

Three fingers thrust hard and deep into her pussy. The sudden action had her cumming instantly. The orgasmic bolts shooting through her nerves were so powerful that at one point her back bowed and she would have fallen if not for the steady hands holding her.

Gabriel watched the glorious scene above him. Her nipples had punched through the strands of metal beads and he could see each climactic ripple as it snaked through her skin. He attacked her clit even more, determined to prolong her orgasm for as long as he could.

"Fuck!" Samson said through gritted teeth. Her screams vibrated around and through his cock causing the familiar tingling to build in his balls, threatening to make him cum. In the end it was only his strong desire to fuck her cunt that had him tearing his cock from her mouth before he could ejaculate.

At the loss of Samson's support, she pitched forward, landing face down on the bed. Turning her head to the side she drew in great gulps of air while her body continued to quiver from aftershocks.

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Soothing hands were brushing through her hair and over her sweat soaked body. Opening her eyes she found herself looking at Samson's face.

"What an outstanding pupil you are, sweet lass. And now that you are awake, I find that I cannot wait another second to feel your pussy sheathing my cock." He rolled over onto his back and looked at her once more. "Come here, I'm going to give you a ride you'll never forget."

Snow White purposely brushed her body against his as she crept forward, her skin tickling from the light sprinkling of hair covering his body. His cock lodged between her breasts eliciting a moan from deep within Samson's chest. Teasingly she swayed back and forth, licking the angry tip whenever it drew near.

"Enough!" He growled when he could take no more. Grabbing her underneath her arms he pulled Snow White up until she straddled his hips. Reaching underneath her with one hand Samson grabbed his throbbing shaft and guided it into her welcoming heat with one swift thrust.

Snow White gasped sharply and then gave a low moan as his cock forged its way into her. When he was finished, every inch of his hardness was encased in her pussy. It lodged deep inside her, so full and thick she wondered dizzily how he had ever fit.

Samson held her immobile while he savored the liquid heat surging around his shaft. Muscles rhythmically clamped around him causing an almost overpowering urge to thrust into her over and over until her body accepted every drop of cum he had to give. He held out by sheer will until the feeling diminished leaving in its place a determination to leave an indelible impression on the Princess one that would be with her no matter how many men fucked her.

Instinct took over, as he guided her hips, ever so slowly, up and down his cock. He played her body like a harp, easing in and out of her wet sheath, creating the most delicate friction with each slide of his cock. And then when she was used to the pace he changed it, drawing her down to his chest and holding her tight while his hips violently thrust upwards with dizzying speed drawing raw screams from Snow White.




The True Story of Snow White Ch. 5



"That's it! Scream for me, lass! Yes!" He hissed into her ear. He tormented her unmercifully, bringing her up to the very pinnacle of orgasm before changing the pace and forcing her back down, only to send her once more spiraling upwards.

Gabriel stepped forward into Samson's vision. Samson gave a slight nod and stopped leaving Snow White draped over his chest gasping for breath.

Snow White cried out in pain as a hand gripped her hair and yanked her up.

"I'm sorely displeased with you, girl. You forgot about me. That is a big, big no-no. However, I suppose I can overlook this violation if you can manage to give me an outstanding blowjob. Not a good one, mind you, I said outstanding. Get to work." He ordered slapping her face gently with his cock.

A defiant spark gleamed in Snow White's eyes. He wanted an outstanding blowjob; well then she'd just give him one.

Reaching for the cock swaying in front of her face she was forced to pause when Samson once more resumed his thrusting. She bit back a moan and closed her eyes at the first initial bolts of pleasure that rushed through her. When she was once more back in control, she cupped the Gabriel's, rolling his balls around with her fingers and gently raking her fingernails across the sensitive sacs. 

Snow White grinned at his protesting moan when she withdrew her hands. The smile grew even wider at his sharply indrawn breath as her nails raked slowly up along his calf, over his knees and up his thighs. Gabriel held his breath as her fingers drew closer to his full sacs and aching member. She knew what he was waiting for and slowed her hands deliberately dragging out his anticipation. Deciding minutes later that he had suffered enough; she skipped the rest of his thighs and moved in for the kill. With both hands she drew her nails from the back of his balls up over the puckered skin past the base of his cock all the way to the slit in the tip.

"Shit!" Gabriel yelled. He jerked in reaction and almost went sprawling backwards onto the bed. 

"Watch it!" Samson growled.

"Christ, girl where do you think up this stuff? I never felt anything like that in my life. Damn it, I almost came. Don't do that again or I'll flunk you." Another shiver raced through him. No more mischief from you, just wrap those pretty lips around my cock and suck." Gabriel grabbed her head and pulled her until her lips were touching the head of his cock.

Snow White couldn't resist playing with fire one more time, sticking her tongue out she managed to lick the tip and underside of his cock before he could stop her.

He laughed at her. "You little slut. Now you do what I said, or you'll force me to get rough."

Snow White smiled up at him and wiggled her eyebrows. Taking his cock in her hand she pulled him towards her open mouth. The head of his cock slid through her lips and over her tongue. She tasted a salty drop of precum before forcing her mouth further onto his cock, down and down, all the way to the root, showing off her newly acquired deep-throating technique.

Gabe's breath hissed through his teeth. When her throat convulsed around him, his mind shut down and he let the torturous pleasure swell and consume him. 

Snow White was barely able to keep her mind focused as one cock fucked her mouth and the other cock fucked her pussy. 

In the end it was Samson who was able to control his passions long enough to call a halt. His loud shout had Gabriel pulling out and sinking weakly to his knees on the bed while Snow White dropped limply across Samson's chest.

Their harsh breaths ripped through the silence of the room like thunder and it was several long minutes later before they had enough control to forge on with the lesson.

"Are you ready for more, lass?" Samson breathed into her ear.

She nodded weakly.

"Good." 

Solid arms wrapped around her holding her in an unbreakable hold while Gabriel moved into position behind her. Apprehension slowly seeped through her causing her to whimper as two generously lubricated fingers eased into her ass.

"Easy lass. Don't tense up. Just relax and before you know it you're going to be screaming from the pleasure of a cock in your ass and a cock in your pussy."

Twice more Gabriel inserted his creamed fingers deep into her ass, twisting them and thrusting them in and out enjoying every sigh and moan that slipped through her parted lips. When Gabriel was satisfied that she was wet enough to accept his large cock without pain he nodded to Samson and positioned his cock against the slick puckered flesh. 

Samson's tightened his grip around Snow White, watching as Gabriel's cock started to slip bit by bit into the depths of her ass. The exquisite pleasure that crossed his friends face made him wish that he were the one inching into that delectable ass, feeling the tight squeeze of the newly initiated muscles being forced outward as his cock pierced their depths. He felt the head pop slip inside through the thin membrane between their cocks. Samson soothed her tense body, running his hands up and down her body, whispering to her to relax.

Snow White felt shaken to the core as the rest of Gabriel's cock breached the tight ring of muscles and lodged firmly in her ass. The feeling of fullness was at an all time extreme and the slightest movement of either man sent white hot sparks searing through every nerve ending she had. Her ragged whimpers turned to sighs of delight and every minuscule tingle of pleasure was savored.

Her tutors were breathing heavily and wearing the same expression of acute rapture. They looked at each other over Snow White's shoulder, understanding in that one look that neither would be able to hold off their climax for long. The magnificent tension surrounding their cocks would make the friction so severe as to be almost painful.

"Put your hands on the bed and brace yourself, girl. We're going to fuck you so hard you'll feel us pounding you in your dreams for weeks." Gabriel growled raggedly.

The instant she placed her hands on the bed it began. Hands tightly gripped her hips rocking her up and down on their rigid shafts with a violent intensity. There was no rhyme or reason just raw hard sex. Mindless with desire, she let them have their way with her. Screaming at them to take her, she urged them on to a harder and more intense pace.

The sordid sight of his shaft being engulfed by her ass mesmerized Gabriel. He could feel his friend's stiff rod through the thin membrane between them, fucking Snow White at the same insistent pace. Groaning as her ass squeezed even tighter with her approaching orgasm he could feel his own climax churning in his balls ready to explode at any minute.

Snow White's mouth was open against Samson's neck. Her gasping cries seemed to pierce his skin sending shivers ricocheting through him straight down to his engorged rod. His own orgasm was so close he could already feel the first initial spurts of cum trying to explode from the head of his cock. With a will of steel, he held off, wanting to see the beautiful princess' face when her orgasm claimed her.

For Snow White the hot flashes of ecstasy were too acute to fight. She surrendered to them wholeheartedly allowing her orgasm to scream through her body and out her mouth. "Ohhh God…Take me…Fuck me harder!" Her voice trailed off to a long drawn out wail.

The look of wonderment and pleasure on her face was something Samson would remember for the rest of his life. After seeing her pleasure he submitted to his needs allowing his climax to take over. Cum erupted from his cock spewing deep, deep inside her pussy. "Fuck…I'm cuummiinngg!…Take it!…Oh Yeah!" He yelled uncontrollably. 

Gabriel felt like his cock was in a vice. Her muscles had clamped around him when she came forcing him to slow down his thrusts. The friction grew worse and he could feel every inch of slick skin as it slid over his member. 

The first rapturous blast of cum caught him unexpectedly, something that had never happened before. After that he buried his cock in her ass holding still as blast after blast of hot sticky cum jetted into her bowels. Reaching forward he grabbed her hair with one hand yanking her head back. "Can you feel my cum, girl?" He whispered through clenched teeth. "I'm cumming so much you'll be dripping for days. Fuck!" He screamed. 

Gabriel withdrew one more time before slamming as deep as he could go while the last and biggest explosion of cum ripped from his cock, leaving him gasping for breath. Leaning over Snow White he dropped his forehead on her back.

The three of them rested this way for long, long minutes.

" A fucking plus!" Gabriel managed to get out.

"Oh yeah!" Samson said still panting.

Snow White just moaned, to exhausted to even smile.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 6



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The faint sounds of flesh smacking flesh caused goose bumps to break out on Snow White's milky white skin and the feminine cries of pain sent fear licking along her nerves. With each leaden step she took the sounds grew louder until finally she was standing outside the door of the very room the noises originated from. Her next tutors room.

Filling her lungs with air that felt heavy with tension, she nervously wiped her hands on her skirt. She was supposed to enter this room but found herself so reluctant to do so that she had to will her hand to grasp the knob and turn. The door opened with a forbidding creak.

The sight that greeted her froze Snow White on the spot. Devlin, his well-built body encased in black leather had his slave, Hannah, draped naked over his lap and was administering a harsh spanking. 

He glanced up when the door opened, smiling in amusement at her frightened look. "Close your mouth, close the door and sit in that chair." He nodded towards a chair in front and slightly to the left of her. "I'll get to you next slave."

The shiver that crept along her skin caught his notice. His look changed becoming cold and calculating. He liked her fear, she realized. 

Snow White tore her eyes away from the scene in front of her. This man disturbed her more than any of the others. With his thick brown hair and neatly trimmed goatee he appeared as normal as any other man. But when she looked into his nearly black eyes, fear and uncertainty swept through her along with a feeling of desire she was not ready to admit to.

The silence in the room broke through her thoughts. Glancing up, Snow White realized that Devlin had finished the spanking and was now allowing Hannah to kiss his hands in apology. "You will take care the next time I order you to do something won't you, Hannah?"

"Yes master." She replied meekly, bowing her blonde head submissively.

"Good. Fetch me the ropes for our new slave."

Snow White watched Devlin move towards her. She was torn between her survival instinct screaming –RUN and the strange new urge to submit to this dark-souled man.

He was almost upon her when she bolted for the door. It was a weak attempt and quickly halted. His fingers bit deeply into her arms, spinning her around and pushing her back into the chair where he held her immobilized.

"Bind her!" Devlin ordered Hannah.

Snow White was too scared to resist as her hands and ankles were secured to the chair. Oh God, what have I done, she thought. He'll never let this go unpunished. How will I bear it?

When he straightened she caught a glimpse of his face and wished she had not. His eyes were cold and empty and his face was unyielding.

But, in truth, Devlin was not angry with the princess. No, he found her attempt amusing. Her fear of him and the unknowns that he would teach her were only natural. She would learn throughout the long night ahead to submit her will to his, freely giving him every part of her body and doing everything that he told her to do.

She watched him as he moved away unable to keep from admiring his body. The tight black leggings clung to his body accentuating every rippling muscle in his thighs. His well-chiseled ass threatened to burst the seams that held the material together. The last item of clothing, a tight leather vest, covered his chest and powerful shoulders leaving his thick brawny arms bare.

Devlin stopped momentarily in front of a small table and then returned to stand in front of Snow White. In one hand he held a very long and lethal looking knife and the other a plain leather collar. He made a short job out of destroying her dress, slicing sleeves and slitting the bodice. More precise cuts to the skirt and the dress hung on her frame in tatters. When he was finished with the dress he snapped the collar in place around her delicate neck.

"Remove the clothing." He said to Hannah.

Hannah did as told. Several times she had to tug very hard to get the material out from underneath Snow White. 

When she was naked, Devlin moved behind her and carried her over to a large dinner table. Setting the chair down he pushed it in so that her breasts rested on top of the table.

"Get on the table and display yourself, Hannah." He ordered in an exact tone of voice.

Hannah's movements were slow and sensual as she situated herself on the table, draping her blonde curls artfully around her head. When she had stopped moving, Devlin reached over Snow White's shoulders and grabbed her ankles. A hard pull brought Hannah down to the edge of the table. Bending her legs he placed her feet against the edge of the table so that her pussy was splayed lewdly. 

Embarrassed at having the slave so openly displayed mere inches from her face, Snow White twisted her head away. She cried out as pain ripped through her skull from Devlin's harsh grip in her hair.

"I have let you go unpunished once, I will allow no more. You will keep your eyes focused on Hannah or I will tie you to my whipping post and whip you without mercy." His hand remained in her hair, assuring that she could not turn away again. With his other hand he gently stroked along the smooth outer lips of Hannah's pussy causing a tiny whimper to escape her.

"She has a very beautiful cunt, doesn't she?" Devlin asked Snow White.

A light tug on her hair made her agree immediately.

His hands continued to rub every inch of Hannah's pussy and soon a small pearl of moisture trickled from between the folds of skin. Devlin caught it on the tip of his finger. Leaning further over Snow White's shoulder he forced her to watch as he brought the droplet to his mouth and deliberately licked it off. "Mmm, nectar of the Gods." He murmured in a low, husky voice.

The look of disgust on the princess's face loosed a devil inside him. His mouth twisted into a cruel smile and reaching forward he rammed a long, thick finger deep into the slave's cunt.

Hannah tensed but did not scream as the finger withdrew as quickly as it had entered her.

"Open your mouth." He demanded.

Snow White gave him a mutinous look and tightened her lips.

Devlin gave a short bark of laughter before reaching down and pinching one of her nipples hard. It had the desired effect. Her sharp cry of pain opened her mouth and he shoved the cream laden finger inside.

She would have bitten him but one look at the unbridled fury in his face quickly changed her mind.

"Good idea." He said knowing exactly what she had thought to do. "I want to feel your tongue wrapping around my finger and you better make sure that you get every drop of juice off of it, or else."

Her nipple throbbed painfully and her stomach churned at having to taste the slave's juices but her fear of Devlin overrode the distaste she was experiencing. Submitting to his order, she lowered her eyes and gave a delicate lick along the masculine finger in her mouth.

He smiled in satisfaction at the first tentative touch of her tongue and the somewhat surprised look that crossed her face when she discovered that it was not a bad taste after all.

Another wicked thought popped into his head. He drew his finger out and then slid it back inside her mouth, imitating the sex act. Her lips closed over his finger, clasping it in a tight grip and sending a bolt of desire ripping through his spine and exploding into his engorged shaft. Enticing images of his cock in that lovely mouth hardened him to a painful degree.

When Devlin was sure that every last remnant of pussy cream was removed, he withdrew his finger completely, only to coat the tip once more. This he rubbed generously along Snow White's full, pouting lips. Once they were slick and glistening, he licked the rest from his finger and yanked Snow White's head back. His lips covered hers in a savage kiss that left her mouth burning. With teeth and tongue he nibbled and licked causing her pulse to leap and her body to pulse.

"Delicious." He rumbled against her lips. Minutes passed while they lingered over the kiss. Devlin used his tongue to give a final swipe of her lips and gently disengaged from her clinging mouth. Leaving her stunned he sauntered over to stand at Hannah's side. 

"I'm very pleased with my slave's patience. You've been a very good girl. Now how should I reward you?" He considered several options, out loud, all the while watching her body's reaction to each suggestion. His lips curved in a secret smile when Hannah's thighs tensed in reaction to the last option.

Leaning over, he opened a drawer built into the table and pulled out a very large dildo. It wiggled obscenely as he placed it on the table.

Snow White found herself silently praying that it would not be used on her.

Devlin also pulled out two padded cuffs with straps attached to them and then shut the drawer. The cuffs were secured around Hannah's ankles and the straps to hooks underneath the table. He tested the straps to be sure they would not come loosed and then climbed onto the table.

Sprawling on his side with his head near Hannah's bent legs, Devlin lovingly smoothed his hand up and down the full length of her body. His hand movements were lazy and sensual, a tender squeeze of her breast, a teasing pinch of a nipple. Every inch of her front was thoroughly explored except for that part of her body that longed to be touched the most.

Snow white watched hypnotized by Devlin's sensual exploration. Every whisper of sound that the slave made seemed to seep through her body and pool in her aching pussy. She could feel each touch Hannah received as if it were her own body being touched.

He twisted his head to look at Snow White. The glazed look in her eye pleased him. Using a soft sensual drawl he spoke to her. "You may think watching another woman having her body caressed is wicked and forbidden. And yet it is also exceptionally hot and erotic, isn't it? Tonight, I will teach you all about the wicked and forbidden and you will embrace them wholeheartedly."

With an abrupt movement, he straddled Hannah with his back to her and sent his fingers straight to her cunt, pulling the folds of skin apart and holding them open.

Snow White heard the breathless moan the slave gave as a finger slid over and around her clit. She waited in suspense when the finger raised and then came rapping down hard and sharp on the very tip of Hannah's clit. Together, Hannah and Snow White jumped and moaned.

Devlin continued with the torment, reveling in the way Hannah's fierce movements brushed against his cock. Once glance at the Princess showed him that she was completely mesmerized by the sight in front of her. Deliberately he leaned down capturing her eyes with his. Moving lower he drew the moment out until his mouth was right above Hannah's pussy.

His eyes had a magnetic effect on Snow White, almost as if he was compelling her to watch. When his tongue took a long, slow lick of the slaves cunt she blushed but could not tear her eyes away. His tongue slid over the clit, spearing through the slick lips to gather up some of the abundant juices hidden inside. She could clearly see the glistening fluid on his tongue before it disappeared into his mouth.

Hannah's hips raised in a silent plea for more, which Devlin ignored. Reaching back he picked up the big, monstrous dildo, laughing at her wide-eyed expression when he smoothed his hands up and down it, stroking the phallus. He knew she feared that he would use it on her. It was that fear he was planning to exploit.

Leaning towards her he brushed the phallus over her lips. His voice when he spoke rang with authority. "I want your mouth on my slave's clit. I want you to lick and suck it while I fuck her pussy with this cock. If at any time you stop or refuse to do what I say I will rape your cunt with this," he tapped the cock against her lips, "and then your ass will get it next. You can be sure that I will make damn sure that you get no pleasure from the experience." 

Taking the cock away, he leaned back and slid it through the moisture seeping from Hannah's pussy until it glistened.

With a sharp thrust he plunged it into Hannah's cunt, her scream of pleasure and pain music to his ears. The phallus invaded, forging deep inside and splitting her open. Devlin twisted the cock inside her and the pleasure was so acute that her back arched off the table and almost knocked him off. She received an admonishing smack on the ass and was pushed back down onto the table.

Satisfied that the cock was in as deep as it would go, Devlin turned his attention to the princess. The gleam in his eye worried her but she was given no time to dwell on it. He gripped her head with both hands and drew her down to Hannah's cunt. The smell of desire was strong and sent a tiny thrill teasing through her. The building passion in her was now too strong to resist. Snow White vowed to learn what Devlin had to teach her and she would enjoy every luscious minute of it. With that thought still ringing in her head she opened her mouth and latched onto the slave's clit.

Devlin couldn't hold back his groan at the sight of the princess with his slave's clit in her mouth. Snow White's eyes were closed and there was such a look of reveling pleasure on her face, he knew he would not be able to stay uninvolved. He watched in amazement when her tongue moved upwards over the clit and ending with a sharp stab at the tip. For a novice, the princess knew exactly what Hannah liked. The sharp laps continued until his slave's hips were gyrating, trying to get a more constant pressure. 

Devlin broke out of his trance stunned that he had becomes so entranced with watching that he had forgotten his part. Taking several deep breaths to calm himself, he gave a painful swat to Hannah's inner thigh letting her know he was displeased with her selfish attempts to find release. This time when he pulled the dildo out and forced it back inside the slick opening he used all of his weight to hold her down.

Snow White no longer felt embarrassment or disgust at what she was forced to do. In fact, it felt no different from giving a man pleasure. There was the same sense of exaltation from every moan and sigh that came from the slave. Each shifting movement let Snow White know that her pleasure was increasing. 

But more than that her own pleasure was also increasing because Devlin was watching. His eyes never left her even when he started to fuck the slave with the dildo. An inferno of desire blazed in his eyes and Snow White knew when he finally took her, she would not come out of the experience without being a little charred.

Helplessly her eyes closed in submission. When she opened them it was to see Devlin mere inches from her face with a look of triumph and satisfaction. His tongue came out and licked Hannah's clit. Together, they pulled and nipped at the slave's clit while Devlin plied the cock in and out of her pussy. Twisting and turning it, pumping it fast and slow until very, very soon Hannah's thighs trembled with her impending orgasm.

The violent shivers when she came shook the table along with Devlin and Snow White. Her high, piercing screams left their ears ringing and seemed to last an eternity.

When the last shiver faded, Devlin raised his head from her pussy and kissed Snow White, their tongues dueling, sharing Hannah's taste with each other.





The True Story of Snow White Ch. 6



Snow White was too entrenched in pleasure to care about Devlin's experiment. The demanding need for an orgasm grew with each lash of the slaves tongue. Moaning around Devlin's cock she tried to sink even lower in the chair, straining for more contact.

Her moans grew until they became one long continuous wail only slightly muffled by the massive cock fucking her mouth. 

This was what Devlin had waited for, the moment that her orgasm threatened to peak. Slamming his fist onto the table stopped all movement in the room.

Pulling his cock from her mouth he leaned down to stare into her eyes. "I can keep you like this, on the brink of orgasm for hours." His head tilted slightly. "You look scared by that. Good. I want you to fear me. Now you realized that in these rooms, only I have dominance." Devlin's tone was unforgiving and his eyes grew icy. "Call me Master. Say it! Declare it to your mind and soul so that you will never forget this part of yourself. Say it!" He urged one last time in a near whisper.

But she had needed no urging for the truth had gradually grown inside her until it felt like it had always been a part of her. "Master." She replied, letting him see in the depths of her eyes the lesson she had learned.

His eyes blazed at her comment. Slamming his hand once more onto the table, Devlin gripped her head and covered her lips in a devouring kiss. 

Her lips returned the kiss with the same intensity, moaning into his mouth when Hannah resumed her ministrations. The pleasure was dizzying and left Snow White reeling as if she were adrift on violent seas.

Devlin drank in her moans like water, tasting the acute passion pouring from her heart. It seared through him straight to his already painfully engorged member causing it to harden even more than he thought possible. The control he had easily wielded unraveled, and he knew that the moment she came his control would be completely gone. Just the thought of what would come, sent a heated shiver up his spine.

Snow White was past the ability to speak and only shaky gasps of breath escaped from her open mouth. Suddenly she became aware of Hannah's fingers stilling inside her but before she could protest they found a spot inside that rent a single scream of rapture from the depths of her throat.

Devlin knew in an instant that Hannah had touched the g-spot. He tensed in anticipation. It would not be long now.

"OHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" She cried against Devlin's mouth. The orgasm was upon her before she was even aware of it. Ripping and tearing in its intensity, numbing her mind to everything but the orgasmic tremors racking through her body. Her hips moved involuntarily, pumping wildly to make the orgasm last as long as possible. Tears of raw ecstasy trailed down her cheeks.

It was the sight of her tears that did Devlin in. He had heard women scream from the pleasure he had given them, had even had them faint on him, but never had he had one of them cry.

He got off the table, moving rapidly throughout the room gathering up items as he moved. Returning to the table he had Snow White released from her bonds and Hannah out from under the table in record time. Wrapping a muscular arm around each of their waists he lifted them off their feet and carried them over to the king sized bed in the corner. 

His movements were hasty as he brought Snow White and Hannah together, chest-to-chest and thigh-to-thigh, tying them in that position with a rope around their waists and more ropes around each of their thighs. Then he lifted both of them at once and positioned them on several layers of pillows on the bed. His dominant, feral nature came to the forefront as he tied their ankles to the bedposts and climbed into position. 

Snow White stared uncertainly down into Hannah's eyes, wondering what was going to happen. She could feel Devlin behind her, the sprinkling of hairs on his thighs tickling her. Suddenly, the bed shifted forward and Hannah's eyes grew wide while her mouth opened in a moan. "OHHHH, YESSSS, MASSSTTTERRRR!!!!!!!!!"

The slave shivered and rocked with the furious pounding Devlin was giving her. Snow White's nipples grew hard as the momentum rubbed them against Hannah's.

The bed stilled for a brief second and then she felt his cock head against the weeping entrance of her pussy. He was in her in an instant, forging deep and hard.

"OHHH GOOD! FUCK ME! Mmmmmmm! OH YES, HARDER!!!!!!" She yelled.

Hard, violent jabs plundered her pussy, unconsciously she begged for more. Fingers gripped her ass, biting deep enough to leave bruises. Devlin pulled her down onto his cock, using the momentum to invade deeper inside the fierce heat enveloping his throbbing member. 

His lust knew no bounds as he switched from woman to woman, only the driving need to cum. Back and forth he moved, first in the familiar grip of Hannah's cunt and them in the much slicker, tighter clutch of Snow White's. Throwing his head back, he let his passion have free reign, consuming all thoughts and feelings.

Hannah and Snow White held each other tightly, cheek to cheek, moaning quietly into each other's ears. Feeling Hannah tense against her, Snow White raised on shaky arms to stare into her eyes. She was able to watch as each separate orgasm passed through Hannah, glazing her eyes in an ecstasy-induced haze.

The slave's orgasm hadn't even started to fade when Snow White was once more screaming with the pleasure of Devlin's violent fucking. In and out, deeper and harder he took her, the raw friction of his cock pummeling her higher and higher until she balanced shakily on the precipice of an orgasm.

Devlin came, his climax tearing through his shaft and erupting from his cock head in an orgasm so fierce it felt like his spine was ripping from his body. 

"NOW! NOW! TAKE MY CUM SLAVE! OHHHH FUUUCCCKKK, YESSSSS!" He growled, drilling Snow White's pussy with hard, jerky stabs.

His cum splashing her insides set off her own erupting orgasm. Searing pleasure spread like a tidal wave through her body, arching her back and neck and escaping from her open mouth in harsh, ripping screams. After that it was as if a storm plowed through the room, as hoarse shouts and high piercing wails reverberated through the room like thunder.

As the final spasm passed through his body, Devlin leaned over Snow White, gripping her hair he pulled her head back even further. In a hard, raspy voice he spoke into her ear. "Excellent fuck slave, you passed."

She was still moaning with pleasure when he withdrew from her body and walked shakily from the room.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 7



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Gabriel and Snow White walked in companionable silence through a hallway in a remote wing of the house. Nervous tension radiated through her nerves but the strength and comfort radiating from the warm arm wrapped around her eased some of that nervousness.

This was it, the last test she would face with the seventh tutor. Images of her first encounter with him brought a wry smile to her face. He had been asleep looking relaxed and even comfortable in what had to be a very uncomfortable chair. Like all of her tutors he was handsome, and yet the word didn't seem to cover his beauty. Striking, yes that was a better word. He kept his body was well taken care of, sculpted, lean and muscular. Even the fact that he was completely bald only enhanced the chiseled features of his face.

Gabriel stopped and turned towards Snow White effectively halting her daydreams. Smiling, he gently cupped her cheek and gave her a quick kiss. "Do you remember Sloan?" He asked.

She nodded.

"All right then, Sloan is your last tutor, but he is also the biggest test you will have to overcome. You are permitted to use any means necessary to pass your final test. Remember all that you've been taught, but most of all remember that diversity is everywhere." Turning around he walked away, leaving Snow White staring at the wooden door.

Gabriel's words rang through her head as she closed the door behind her with a soft click. Her eyes scanned the spacious room, searching and then finally settling on Sloan. Just as before, he was asleep, sprawled out on an overstuffed couch, his face turned away from her and one arm rested against the armrest above his head.

She could only stare at the splendid naked male body in front of her. She drank him in, unconsciously licking her lips as her eyes fell lower and lower. Shock curled through her system and her eyes widened in reaction. God, she had never seen anything like it in her life. There was not one single strand of hair on his balls and nether region!

Curious, she reached down and cupped him. The bulging sacs were smooth to the touch. Delighted, she continued to explore, watching and waiting for a response.

He never once stirred, not even when she got down on her knees and took his cock into her mouth. Puzzled, she even shook him but he only mumbled and rolled away. 

Now what was she going to do? How was she supposed to pass her final test if she couldn't even get him to wake up?

She wandered through the room, fretting and worrying. And then anger replaced the worry. How dare he sleep, after all he had a responsibility as her tutor to be awake and aware didn't he?

Cold water, that's what I need, she thought.

As Snow White began her search she noticed several odd objects of art scattered throughout the room. There were entwined figures in different sexual acts and positions, paintings on the walls, and picture books with explicit drawings.

It was beginning to dawn on her exactly what it would take to wake up her tutor. Although somewhat shocking, it was also extremely arousing. She turned and looked at his bed thinking of what had taken place in it. That's when she noticed the large picture covered with a cloth hanging on the wall above the bed.

She crossed to the bed and climbed onto it. Bracing her feet on the bed she grabbed the cloth and pulled.

There it was. The final clue she needed staring her right in the face.

Seething with anticipation, Snow White hurried from the room. Windows and doors passed her in a blur as she ran through the house. When she finally reached her destination she did not stop to knock but thrust open the door and barged inside.

"I knew it wouldn't take you very long to figure out the puzzle. Now that you have, are you willing to take the final step in your lessons?" The voice rolled along her skin like velvet.

Instead of speaking she grabbed the outstretched hand and pulled using that as her answer. 

When she was once more back in the room, Snow White lifted her hand and pointed at Sloan with her index finger. "Wake him."

Tanned hands brushed long, golden hair over thick, powerful shoulders and a brilliant blue eye winked at her from a face so handsome it made women swoon.

"Anything you say, princess." Derek replied. "But first I think I'll get a bit more comfortable."

He removed his shirt and then painstakingly inched his breeches down. Snow White's breath hitched in her throat as his beautiful, thick cock sprang free of the tight breeches. As she reached for it, his hand came up and gave hers a sharp smack.

"No touchy feely Princess."

She pouted, but moved closer to the couch.

Derek slid his hands along the smooth skin of Sloan's thighs, pulling them apart and placing Sloan's right foot on the floor. He knelt down so that his chest was partially supported by the couch.

God, he'd wanted this all day. Anticipated. Dreamed. Now he was so aroused by actually being here that his hands shook when he reached for Sloan's limp cock. The warmth and musky smell made him yearn to have that hard length sliding in and out of his mouth.

With a mental shake Derek willed his mind back to the task at hand. There was a trick to waking Sloan and looking at the princess who was diligently caressing and squeezing her bared breasts, he figured he had better hurry the pace along.

Leaning down, he ran his tongue over the silky smooth sac at the base of Sloan's cock. He sucked each nut one at a time into his mouth, rasping his tongue over them and taking his teeth to each one with gentle love bites.

He did this purely for his own pleasure, loving the taste and feel of the full globes. Switching to the cock in his hands he drew wet circles around the head with the tip of his tongue. Next he coated his long middle finger generously with saliva and grazed the puckered opening of Sloan's anus.

In the next instant three things happened. Derek sucked Sloan's cock into his mouth, thrust his finger deep into his lover's anus, and Sloan woke in an instant, his hoarse shout mingling with Derek's groan.

It only took a minute for the sleep to clear from Sloan's head. "Fuck! I love getting woke up like this!" He yelled. His cock, now granite hard, had a hand wrapped tightly around the shaft, stroking and pumping it while Derek's hot mouth sucked on the head with vigorous intensity. Another finger was added to the one in his ass, stretching and stroking. He grabbed clumps of golden hair in his hands and used them to guide Derek up and down on his shaft.

Not once did Sloan open his eyes while he savored each miniscule sensation. So it came as quite a shock when he heard Derek's voice and realized there was someone else in the room. 

"Sloan's tongue can do a much better job on your pussy, princess. Go ahead, sit down and enjoy."

His eyes opened immediately, zeroing in on the naked woman standing near his head. Shit, he thought, I forgot all about her.

Snow White watched the erotic scene in front of her with such avid concentration that when Derek spoke she jumped. As his words registered she realized that she was completely naked and that her fingers were rubbing her clit, but for the life of her she could not remember taking her clothes off.

She shrugged, dismissing her confusions. Taking the hand Sloan held out to her she moved to get into position and was directed to face Derek.

"Ooo!" She cried out, arching her back as Sloan's tongue laved the entire length of her slit ending with a sharp flick against her clitoris. Hands reached up and caressed her breasts, cupping and squeezing, pulling and pinching her nipples. God, the way he was intentionally using slow laps with his tongue that did nothing to bring her closer to orgasm made her want to scream in frustration.

A quick wiggle of her hips and Sloan grabbed her preventing any more movement.

"Please! Please, I need more! Give me more!" She moaned in frustration.

Derek released Sloan's cock and spoke, "Get down here and help me suck his cock, princess. Right now!" He barked the last order when she did not move.

"Oh Fuck, yeah!" Sloan growled as one mouth swallowed his cock and another attacked his balls with teeth and tongue.

Christ, he had to get his mind off the pleasure his cock was receiving or he'd cum too soon. Returning to her pussy, Sloan concentrated on edging her toward orgasm. He sucked her clit into his mouth and held it there while he punished it with his tongue. Careful love bites followed the hard rapid flicks and then Sloan went further, ramming two fingers into her cunt and fucking her to the same rhythm as his tongue.

She shivered, moaning around the hard shaft in her mouth. Her orgasm was so close and her body so tense that Derek had to remove her hand from Sloan's cock before she hurt him. That left only her mouth covering the head and when her orgasm erupted her scream vibrated around Sloan's cock. It took supreme will on Sloan's part to stave off his own orgasm.

"Oh God, Derek stop before I cum." Sloan yelled in warning.

Derek gave on final lingering lick around the bulging sacs before pushing up off the couch. He looked at the stunned princess and realized that she was too weak to continue. 

That was fine with him, he and Sloan could amuse themselves while she watched and recuperated. While he picked her up Sloan shifted on the couch leaving a corner of it empty for Derek to place Snow White in.

Sloan came up behind Derek while he was still bent over and rubbed his cock back and forth across his ass. He felt warm, moist breath whisper across his neck an instant before Sloan's teeth bit into his neck.

"Ohhh!" Derek moaned, angling his neck for better access. Blunt nails lightly scraped a trail up the back of his thighs. With a bit more pressure they scored over the rounded globes of his ass. Sloan moved to Derek's back next and when he was done with it red marks marred the skin.

It was delicious torture to slide his cock up and down the crack of Derek's ass. "I want in you, now!" He breathed into Derek's ear. 

Leaving Derek he moved back to the couch and reached for the jar of cream underneath. Liberally he coated his cock and then clenching his stomach muscles he made his cock wave back and forth in the air. Slick, wet fingers urged Derek forward. "Come and get it." Sloan taunted.

The hungry look in Sloan's eyes sent a feverish shiver racing down Derek's spine. He moved to stand in front of him, turning away when Sloan asked him to.

"Bend over, Derek." He ordered

Derek started to lean over only to have Sloan force two wet fingers into his ass. They plunged in and pulled out, readying his manhole for Sloan's engorged shaft.

Watching his fingers disappear and reappear from the puckered flesh made Sloan's cock even harder. Slowing down his strokes he curved his fingers, raking them across the prostate.

"OH FUCK!!!" Derek screamed. "GOD, YOU KNOW THAT DRIVES ME WILD! SHIT, I NEED YOUR COCK! GIVE IT TO ME, SLOAN! FUCK ME HARD!"

Sloan's control snapped and he jerked Derek down onto his lap. His movements were harsh and frantic as he gripped Derek's legs and made him brace his feet on the couch. 

Hard fingers bit into Derek's ass cheeks, lifting him up and holding him. Reaching between his legs with one hand Derek held Sloan's erect member against his anus and sank down.

They moaned in unison.

Derek felt as if a red-hot poker had speared its way through the depths of his bowels, leaving his manhole throbbing with the pleasure/pain.

Dropping his head against Derek's back, Sloan rested it there as he fought for control. Beads of sweat pearled on his skin. This was the way it always was with Derek. The minute his dick was swallowed up by that incredible grip, an almost overpowering urge to take, hell, to rape his ass roared through him.

Several useless breaths later, he thought, the hell with it.

Holding Derek's hips in an unbreakable grip, Sloan lifted Derek up until just the head of his enflamed cock was still inside and then hauled him back down. The pace he set was hard, fast and unmerciful. The loud slapping noises of pounding flesh and harsh grunts sounding like those in a bar room brawl.

Derek was in heaven; each thrust and pull of the cock inside him made contact with his prostate sending electric surges straight to his aching shaft.

He urged Sloan on. "FUCK ME!! YEAH THAT'S IT! FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG COCK!"

"You want it? I'll give it to you bitch. Take it! TAKE…EVERY…

FUCKING…INCH…OF…MY…COCK!!!" Each word was interspersed with a hard thrust.

Sloan's mind was numb to everything except the pleasure he was receiving as Derek's ass repeatedly swallowed his cock. In and out, in and out, thrusting and pulling he brought them both to the precipice of orgasm.

The shock of having a hot, wet mouth engulfing his rigid shaft brought Derek instantly back to awareness. "Shit. Oh God Sloan, the lesson! Stop! Stop! We can't cum yet!" He screamed, pushing Snow White away.

"GOD DAMN IT!" Sloan yelled, pounding his fists against the couch.

Quickly Derek stood up eliciting a hiss from Sloan as the head of his cock popped free. Dropping down next to Sloan on the couch, they both searched for control, panting heavily.

Snow White stayed where she was, afraid that she had done something wrong. But it had been so damn hot watching her tutors fuck each other she couldn't stop herself from joining in.

"Please, don't be angry with me." She said in a small voice.

Sloan looked at her in astonishment. "Princess, we're not mad at you, we're mad at ourselves. We lost control and almost screwed up your lesson." He said in disgust. "Just give us a few minutes to calm down and we'll continue your lesson."

Turning, he gave Derek's thigh a weak slap. "It's all your fault anyway, you and that incredibly tight ass of yours. Remind me to spank you later."

"Sure, I'll remind you when your ass is stuffed full of my cock andI'm spanking your ass." Derek said in a serious tone.

A searing look passed between the two.

Unfortunately, Snow White was unable to sit still. Her arousal scented the air and the heat of it raging through her veins kept her muscles constantly twitching and her pussy aching for a hard cock

"Poor Princess, you aren't going to last much longer are you?" Sloan teased.

Snow White opened her eyes just as Sloan grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder. The cave man tactics sent new tingles shivering up her spine. Raising her head she saw that Derek was right behind her. His hand was stroking his cock and there was such a look of sexual resolve on his face that it took her breath away.

The next thing she knew the cold wood of the table was pressed against her breasts and stomach and Sloan's prick was splitting her pussy open.

Her mouth opened wide in a silent O and her nails dug small grooves into the wood. His cock kept inching and pushing inside her until she thought it would never end. When the whole length was finally inside, she managed to relax slightly but was unable to stop the involuntary shudders coursing through her.

Sloan moaned low in his throat. Her pussy was so tight and wet. God, he loved the feral jolt to his system when he rammed his cock home. It was primal, vicious and made him want to spew his juices right then and there. Pulling out, he gave a triumphant shout and punched his cock back into the volcanic heat of her cunt.

"OHHHH!" She couldn't stop the cry of delight, the pleasure she was receiving from his fucking so explosive. Eagerly she tilted her hips to meet his powerful thrusts letting the turbulence of his possession overwhelm her. 

Growling and grunting he drove in and out of the slick heat, not even slowing down when Derek's wet fingers shoved into his manhole. The stimulation soon had him aching to be fucked. Derek's hands shoved against his shoulders forcing him to lean over Snow White with an order to hold still.

Sloan's flesh was hot, almost feverish against her own and his breath panted harshly against her ear. Callused fingers closed over her shoulders as Derek's voice sounded behind them. 

"Are you ready for my cock, boy?"

"Fuck, yeah!" Sloan growled in response. 

To Snow White he whispered, "Are you ready for him to fuck me, Princess? You might want to hold onto the table, Derek likes to fuck hard and fast." 

His fingers stiffened on her shoulders and his next words sent her pulse racing. "He's rubbing his fat prick up and down the crack of my ass, Princess. It feels so soft and smooth. Sometimes he likes to torture me this way, just sliding it up and down my ass until I can't take it anymore and beg him to take me."

She grew even more aroused at his descriptions, so much that her clitoris ached and throbbed with need. She could even tell the exact moment when Derek's cock brushed against Sloan's asshole because his cock twitched inside her pussy every time.

"He's pushing the head in. Oh God, it's soooo big! Almost there…Almost there… Ohhhh yessss!"

The moan sent a fresh gush of wetness from her pussy to coat the head of Sloan's cock.

"Mmmmmm, that's it baby, cream on my cock. What a dirty little slut you are."

Snow White's cheeks turned pink.

Sloan's laugh ended with a grunt as Derek forced another inch into his ass.

The movement forced Sloan deeper into her pussy and had her moaning. "Oh yes, that's so good. Give it to me!"

"He's going soooo slow, Princess, I can feel the veins on his cock and the head stretching my ass open." The frustration was apparent in his voice. Sloan raised his head and looked over his shoulder at Derek. "Christ, Derek. Stop torturing me and FUCK MEEE!" He screamed loud and clear.

It was all the encouragement Derek needed. His next hard thrust sent them all shooting forward. 

Snow White relinquished the last shred of her control and let the fiery whirlwind dominate her. Her body vibrated with the unending pleasure. Sloan's taut body against her own along with his low groans of pleasure against her ear added to the eroticism.

There was no stopping Derek. He was far too caught up in the sensations surrounding his cock and the pressure building in his balls. His promise to Sloan flitted through his pleasure-wracked mind. Smiling in wicked delight, he raised his hand and brought it sharply down on Sloan's ass. A resounding SMACK filled the air.

"Shit!" Sloan yelled, pitching forward at the shocking pain. 

His sudden movement lodged his cock deeper inside the princess than he had ever thought was possible.

"More Derek! Spank me more!" He urged.

Sloan began his own movements, pushing backwards, impaling the massive cock in his ass and then surging forward, drilling his cock into the wet clinging depths of Snow White's cunt. 

The ecstasy he was experiencing was two-fold, his only thoughts the imminent orgasm rising up from his balls. He had just enough presence of mind left to reach down between Snow White's thighs, grab her clit between thumb and finger and squeeze. ONCE! TWICE! And then she screamed.

The orgasm hurtled through her tearing away all of her inhibitions and feelings, leaving her vulnerable and open to each miniscule bolt of pleasure. It seared nerve endings, plowed through quivering muscles and poured from her throat in ear-splitting screams.

"OH PLEASE! OH PLEASE! OH PLEASE! OH PLEASE!" 

Her inner muscles clamped around Sloan's cock until he could barely move. Not even his lover's ass had ever been this tight before. It was like pounding through rock. Thrusting even harder he was able to bury his shaft the rest of the way. But before he could pull out for another Snow White came, her muscles squeezing tighter than a vice.




The True Story of Snow White Ch. 7



That was the end of it for him. Cum boiled up from his balls in the strongest orgasm of his life. "UHN! UHN! UHN!" He grunted with each spurt of cum that shot from his cock, clutching Snow White to him. Arching his back, he rocked back and forth, shaking violently as fiercer spasms wracked his body.

Sloan was still shooting cum when Derek reached down and squeezed his lover's puckered balls tighter, feeling each shot bulge the sac just before it erupted. Calling on all his will power he managed to stave off his own orgasm until Sloan's climax had subsided. When the last shudder had ceased his control went with it. Leaning down, he wrapped his arms around Sloan's chest and bringing his mouth close to his ear Derek whispered the dark, nasty words he so loved to speak just before cumming. "You better be ready for my cum, boy cause I'm going to drench your insides. But you're not tight anymore and you know I don't like that!" His fingers clamped onto Sloan's nipples and tweaked them hard. "Squeeze my cock, slut! Yeah, that's it. Nice and tight."

Derek whispered more fuck words while his hips pumped, drawing his cock all the way out and then punching hard and fast to the root over and over again.

"Going to cum, boy." He rasped between breaths. "Mmmmm, here it comes! OHHHHHHH FUUUUCCCKKKKK!"

Cum burst from the head of his shaft in a massive eruption sending his senses reeling and his body quaking. 

Hot, wet streams bathed Sloan's insides causing a smaller orgasm to shiver through him.

Snow White opened her sleepy eyes in shock as Sloan came again. She looked up to see Derek in the throes of his own orgasm. The pleasure he was experiencing was shown in blatant details on his face His lips were pulled back in a snarl showing white, gritted teeth and angry, red veins throbbed in his arched neck. 

But the eyes, there was something wrong with the eyes that sent fear coursing through her. The brilliant blue irises were gone replaced by slate-gray eyes rimmed with fire. They burned through her weakened defenses and entered her mind. Power slammed through her causing a gasp. It latched onto an indefinable part of her soul. Twisting and twirling. Capturing. Possessing.

A voice spoke in her mind. "I have left my mark branded on your soul. You are mine now, for all eternity. I will know you and you will know me, very, very soon." His promise echoed in her mind and then the power was gone leaving her feeling possessed and somewhat empty.

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Cassius stayed entrenched in the golden god's body, luxuriating in the feeling of a tight ass around his cock even if the orgasm was a tad small compared to what he normally had. Perhaps he would introduce this into his marriage after his bride got to know him better. A few quick experimental thrusts solidified his decision.

When the last trickle of cum was released he withdrew his presence, leaving Derek drained and slumped over Sloan's back.

Snow White clutched her tutors to her seeking comfort from the feeling of impending doom.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 8



"OH FUCK!" Cassius screamed in pleasurable agony. 

As her finger raked against a particular erotic zone, a sudden jolt of ecstasy arced through him, stunning him with its intensity. Twice more that pleasure spot was attacked. The last jab had him arching, forcing his cock down Snow White's throat while blast after gut-wrenching blast of hot cum poured from his cockhead. Each jet of cum felt like it was ripped from his very soul. The muscles of her throat squeezing rhythmically around his cock urged even more juice from him.

Snow White barely heard his growls of pleasure over her own screams of rapture. When Cassius came, the electricity beating against her clit had increased to a blinding hot degree causing an instant mind exploding orgasm to radiate through her body in waves of the most extreme pleasure she had ever experienced.

Cassius continued his dirty work. With lips and tongue, he forced even more pleasure into his screaming wife, letting it build and crash over her again and again until Snow White was a weak mass, collapsed and twitching on top of him.

She was barely conscious when Cassius rolled her off his body and onto her back. Aftershocks continuously wracked her body, leaving Snow White gasping for breath and unable to appreciate the feeling of his thick cock slipping inside, stretching and filling her pussy.

Cassius savored the warmth and tightness surrounding his cock. The aftershocks Snow White was experiencing caused the velvet tunnel surrounding him to grip him even tighter sending little jolts of pleasure racing through his cock to pool in his balls.

Slowly he fucked her, watching as she came around and her arousal level grew. Her skin turned rosy and her breathing increased. Now he would complete his entrapment of her.

"Do you like my cock, wife? Is it sufficient for your needs?"

"Mmmm yes!" She replied throatily.

"That's good to know. But perhaps you would like to experience other cocks as well?"

Snow White didn't know what to say. Her experiences with the seven tutors had given her a taste for different erotic situations. She was not sure she wanted to give that up.

"You don't need to speak, I can see your answer on your face. Nor do you need to feel guilty. Let me tell you what I envision our life together to be." Cassius paused to gather his thoughts all the while lazily flexing his shaft inside her slick sheath. 

"I am a very debauched man. My tastes in the erotic are vast and in some instances unorthodox. I married you because I saw a similar spirit, albeit not yet unleashed. I plan to see that you outdo your stepmothers reputation." He stilled at her shocked expression. "You don't know, do you? That was the reason she wanted you gone. Her genie in the mirror..." He broke off as her pussy clamped down on his cock at the mention of the genie.

"Hmm, interesting. Yes, sweet, squeeze my cock." He growled into her ear. "I watched him fuck you, did you know that? No? It was quite an erotic scene. I couldn't resist touching myself. There was so much cum by the time your genie was finished with you that it coated my chest and stomach. Mmmmm, yes a very erotic scene. But to get back to what I was saying, your genie told the Queen that unless you left you would grow to be a better fuck than she."

Snow White screamed as Cassius rammed his cock deep in one swift motion.

"I want to watch you make love with a woman. To see, up close, her clit in your mouth, your tongue lapping all over it. I want to see her juices on your tongue while she moans with my cock in her mouth. And then I want to look into your eyes while I fuck her. I'll order you to lick both of us. When I'm done with her I'll fuck you until you scream my name."

He increased his thrusts, watching her eyes widen at his words.

"Christ, your so tight. Tell me do you like this?"

"Oooooo!" The cry was torn from her throat. God, it felt like he had grown even larger inside her.

"Ah, the wonders of magic. I like that too, it makes your pussy feel so much tighter. Why don't I just stay this size for a while? I'm curious, wife, did you like having a cock in your ass and a cock in your pussy at the same time?"

"Yes!" She moaned.

"I'll be directing the next session. Wouldn't you just love for me to tell you to suck another man's dick, or for me to order you to hold your ass cheeks wide so he could force his shaft into your little rosebud. And when you were ready to cum, I'd make you suck on my cock so that I could feel your screams vibrating all over it."

Their pace was frantic, both arching towards the other until all that was heard throughout the room was the sound of aroused flesh smashing against aroused flesh. 

Cassius continued whispering hot erotic words to her, spinning his magic around her, setting the images into her mind so clearly Snow White felt she could reach out and touch them. He spoke of new scenarios and new partners, sometimes one, sometimes large groups. How he came to know her deepest desires, she knew not, but there it was offered to her on a silver platter.

Her legs were lifted and settled over his shoulders. The position allowed him a deeper penetration, much to Snow White's increasing delight. She relished the hot velvety shaft stroking in and out of her pussy. The thick round head would occasionally pop free and the feel of it splitting her back open caused her breath to catch. 

Nothing was held back as they mated. Moans and growls ripped through the room along with the wet sounds of skin against skin. Cassius used every ounce of strength he possessed. His powerful thrusts pushed Snow White across the bed. She in turn impaled herself on his organ and begged for more.

The air was permeated with the scent of sex, thickening with each passing second. Cassius could feel his orgasm approaching like a dark carnivorous beast, waiting for just the right moment to pounce. His motions grew sharper, becoming quick jerky stabs designed to incite his orgasm.

Snow White gripped Cassius's hips, her sharp nails biting deeply as she tried to pull his cock deeper. "More, Cassius! Oh God, give me more!"

He gave it to her. Reaching down with his hand he pinched her clit. Looking into her passion clouded eyes he gave her a wicked smile and sent his magic zipping through his body. It entered his fingers and sparked into her clit while at the same time entering his cock causing it to elongate and thicken several inches.

Snow White was shattered with orgasm after orgasm, the rapture surging from her clit and from her convulsing pussy. Her back arched from the force of the orgasm and her skin felt like a flash fire was burning in it. Her screams ricocheted throughout the room and her hands grabbed the sheets holding them tightly, an anchor to her quaking body and pleasure-wracked mind.

Cassius shouted as her pussy clamped around his thickened rod. He was squeezed and squeezed until thrusting his cock was almost impossible. With a last mighty heave he surged forward until he was firmly planted inside her pussy. And then the orgasm was upon him, blasting from his cock in large thick streams of cum. He threw his head back and yelled as the orgasm reached his head in sharp, piercing white flashes that seemed to sear every brain cell he had. 

His thrusts continued until every single drop of cum was expelled from his cock before lowering himself down on top of Snow White.

She reached up wearily and ran her hands along his sweat soaked back, panting softly against the skin of his neck.

"I lied to you," Cassius began, his voice sounding harsh to her ears, "I wouldn't really have let you leave."

Snow White laughed softly. "I never really thought you would. And thank God for it."

Their lips met in a soft kiss, each pouring their newfound feelings into it. Each knowing with unfailing certainty that their lives together would be the stuff of fairy tales.

I hope you liked the Snow White series. I had a wonderful time writing it. To all of you who sent me feedback, anonymous or not, I truly and with most sincerely thank you. I have been asked several times what the future holds for Snow White and Cassius. If you would like to know please write me and let me know. I could easily be persuaded to write a bonus chapter. The genie in the mirror has been begging me to let him out.



The True Story of Snow White Ch. 9



Snow White signed in disgust. As first anniversaries went, this one SUCKED! Today was supposed to be special and wonderful. And not only that, she was supposed to be getting sex, lots of hot, steamy sex. Hell, by this time she should have been limp from so much sex. At this point, she'd even be satisfied with a quickie, if only she could find Cassius!

Growling under her breath, Snow White stormed through the front entrance of the castle. There was not one inch of this damn castle that she had not searched and, still, no Cassius.

A quick glance at the hall clock had her throwing her hands up in defeat. Now there was no more time for even a quickie. Their dinner guests would be arriving in a little less than two hours and she still needed to bathe and get into her ball gown. Narrowing her eyes, she stomped up the stairs, vowing that Cassius would pay for keeping her stewing all day.

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The door to their bedchamber was already open when Snow White reached it. As she reached out to close the door, her hand just gripped the very edge and slipped off, breaking a nail in the process. Hissing at the slight pain, she added the injustice to her list and left the door open.

Maybe the bath would help ease some of her tension, although she didn't hold out much hope of that. Of course it was more of a pool than a tub, so if relaxing in it didn't help she would just swim some of her aggression away.

"Oh God, yes! Give me that hard cock!" The barely audible cry stopped her hand in mid motion as she reached for the bathroom door. 

By God, if Cassius was in there getting his rocks off, while she had had to suffer all day without relief, there was going to be hell to pay, she fumed. Turning swiftly, she moved to the immense walk in closet and thrust dresses and ball gowns out of her way without regard for the delicate garments. There, in the back of the closet, was an iron ring hanging from what looked like a normal wall. Grasping the cold metal, she twisted the ring to the right and waited while a secret door opened soundlessly, revealing the dim passageway beyond.

The sounds of sex were louder here, echoing slightly through the hallway. About midway down, Snow White stopped and slid open a small slot in the wall that had hid two peepholes at eye level.

The amazing sight that greeted her had her gasping and then quickly covering her mouth before the sound could get out. God, she just couldn't believe her eyes. Screams and moans of raw pleasure were emanating from a young blonde haired woman while a muscular golden haired male sawed his cock in and out of the blonde woman's tight ass. Cassius, his long black hair pulled back into a pony tail was seated on the edge of the bathing pool, watching each wave of pleasure cross the servant's face, urging the guy doing the thrusting on with hot fuck words and stroking his erection in time with the others' thrusts.

"Christ, she's so fucking tight!" Growled the golden haired man.

Snow White choked off another gasp as the man turned his profile towards her and she got her first good look. It was Malachi, the genie in the mirror, the man that had taken her virginity.

The muscles in Malachi's thick arms clenched and rippled as he gripped the servants hips, holding her still so that he could slam his cock into the tight orifice he plowed with a fast violent motion. "Yeah, take my cock you little slut. It feels good doesn't it? All nice and hard, stretching you out and filling you up."

The young woman moaned in agreement.

SMACK!

"You're ignoring your prince, bitch! Look, he has to stroke his own cock, when it should be your mouth doing all the work. Get down there and give his balls a good lick. Now!" The genie gripped the back of her head and forced it down until her mouth came into contact with the smooth skin of Cassius's balls.

Cassius threw his head back and groaned with pleasure.  Releasing the genie from the mirror was the perfect anniversary gift for his wife. And today he had purposely hidden from her so that her frustrations would be at their peak when he introduced Malachi into their lovemaking session. 

Mmm, he would have to remember this particular servant; she took to cocksucking with such gusto. Nibbling and biting, licking and sucking, all the while moaning and whimpering from the fierce rapture she was receiving from Malachi's frantic thrusts. 

"HSSSSS." The sound was torn from Cassius's throat as the entire length of his shaft disappeared down the girl's throat. Forgetting that his hands were bracing him up, he wrapped them into the servants blond locks and began to guide her head up and down. Sighing once more in pleasure he lowered his back to the cool tiles and rested there, enjoying the hot wetness and suction surrounding his cock.

Snow White had completely forgotten her anger. Watching the menage a trois going on just a few feet in front of her had her so horny that her juices were already trickling down her legs. Her eyes darted here and there trying not to miss any of the action. 

Sweat began to bead on her skin and her breath rasped in and out of her lungs as her arousal grew. Her skin ached, demanding to be touched. With shaking hands she frantically tried to undo the buttons that ran along the front of her day gown but she could only manage to undo enough buttons to expose her breasts. Quietly whimpering she pulled at her skirts until they were bunched around her waist. 

The first touch of her fingers against her clit almost had her crying out with pleasure. Ever so slowly she rotated the delicate bud, around and around, shivering from the electric pulses that raced through her body. With her other hand she caressed a breast, gently manipulating and squeezing the delicate flesh. She turned her focus back to the erotic scene.

Malachi hammered his cock deeper and deeper into the servant's wonderfully tight ass. The inner muscles surrounding him kept constricting and constricting, forcing him to use his depleting will power to keep from cumming. And just went he thought he would lose the battle the muscles would ease up and he could once more enjoy the pleasure without the fear of coming too soon. Tilting the blonde's ass enabled him a deeper penetration, which he took full advantage of, slowing his thrusts to get the maximum depth out of each stroke. 

The servant groaned in appreciation, loving the way the ridges on the cock fucking her scraped along her inner muscles. 

Leaning over her, Malachi whispered, "Does your Prince's cock taste good, slut? I want to hear you tell your Prince how good his cock tastes." 

The servant released the cock with a gasp. "Oh your highness, I love the taste of your cock. It's so big and thick I can barely managed to get it down my throat. I would do anything to have it in my mouth and in my ass." She broke off as Cassius forced her to engulf his cock once more."

"You shall have your wish." Cassius remarked and with the touch of his hand against the servants shoulder left his personal mark engraved in her skin. Now everyone would know that the servant belonged to him and only him. To be used in anyway that Cassius desired, by anyone that he chose.

The servant cried out at the white hot flash of pain and then cried out in joy as she realized that now she was marked and would know forever the pleasure of her master.

"A very good choice, Cassius. Her mouth is nothing compared to what this ass can do, though. I've almost cum thrice from the muscles squeezing my cock. I hope you'll let me borrow her from time to time?"

"Of course." His voice sounded harsh to his own ears. But he was so close to cumming, how could it sound any other way? The servant assaulting his organ never missed a beat. Plunging up and down, she would occasionally release Cassius to bathe the glistening instrument with her tongue, staring into Cassius's hungry eyes until she once more took the rod back into her mouth. The full sacs below also received the same treatment, along with little, stinging love bites that had Cassius arching his back and yelling out more sexual obscenities.

Cassius felt the familiar tingling sensations that signaled his approaching orgasm. His balls felt like they were on fire as the cum churned inside them and his stomach muscles tightened with the effort to hold it inside. With a small nod to Malachi, Cassius let him know that he was close to cumming.

Malachi smiled back and looked down on the servant with wicked glee.  Reaching underneath, he flicked at the servants throbbing clit. With his hips rocking, Malachi started a series of hard fierce thrusts, using his cock as a weapon, purposely bottoming out with each thrust. 

The sudden sharp scream that erupted from the blond woman had Snow White inhaling sharply. Her hand tightened around the breast it was clutching in reflex tearing an almost soundless whimper from her throat. Again and again, she repeated the motion, at times pinching the nipple or pulling at it, fascinated by the shivers and goose bumps this caused.

Snow White moved the hand stroking her clit continuously, gaining speed as she became lost in the scene in front of her and then slowing down to stave off her orgasm so that she could cum with them. The rich, hungry sounds the trio made whispered into her ears, teasing her ultra sensitive skin with electric shivers. Over and over sizzling images of Malachi's cock piercing the servants ass and of Cassius guiding the young woman to swallow even more of his cock etched themselves into her memory. Through it all Snow White could not help wishing that it were she in place of the servant.

Malachi squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. The urge to cum was too strong now. There was no way he could hold back. The vice around the turgid length of his cock was tighter than anything he had ever felt before. Leaning over the servant Malachi whispered into her ear, "I'm going to cum, little cockslut. I'm going to cum in your ass and your going to thank me prettily afterward. Do you understand me, slut?" Malachi gave a painful squeeze to the rigid clit in his fingers.

He took the resultant cry of pain and shaky nod, as acceptance.

"Good. I'm going to remember you and you are going to remember me as well, I think. Especially when the mark I will place on your body turns warm and you will know that I am coming for you. To take you, stretch you, fill you up with my hot cum. Yes, little slut, that's right. Mine, forever."

Malachi's words were too much for the young woman. Screams of exultant pleasure erupted from around the pistoning cock in her mouth and her body shook and bucked with the rush of orgasmic tremors.

That was the moment Malachi had been waiting for. With a fierce growl he sank his teeth deep into back of the servants neck, deep enough to draw blood and leave a permanent mark etched there for the rest of the young woman's life. At the same time, he thrust one last time, burying his cock to the hilt into the spasming depths of the servant's ass. Cum burned a fiery path from his balls to erupt from the tip of his cock, drenching the blonde's insides. In the end there was so much cum, it leaked out from around his still thrusting shaft, dripping down onto the tiles.

Snow White's own orgasm was only seconds away when her focus turned from Malachi to Cassius. He had both hands firmly wrapped around the young woman's head, the knuckles of his hands turning white from the strength of his grip as he guided the head up and down on his aching member. She could see the servant's lips red from the abuse that she so obviously enjoyed and her cheeks hollowed from the force of suction she was applying around Cassius's cock. From Cassius's heavy breathing and the straining muscles in his forearms his orgasm was close at hand.

Cassius watched the last orgasmic tremor shiver through Malachi. Yes, he was very definitely glad that he had been able to release him from the mirror. And the servant, he would look forward to pillaging that ass at a later date in the not too distant future. But for now he wanted to cum and cum a lot. He wanted to watch his new acquisition swallow his load.

"That's it wench. Suck my cock. Show me how much you want my cum. Come on, Show me!" He commanded.

The girl worshipped his organ, running loving hands up and down the wet length. At the tip she stopped, laving the blunt head with her tongue. And then the suction began anew, fiercer and stronger; her cheeks so hollowed it looked painful.

Cassius could withhold his orgasm no longer. It shot out like a skyrocket with such force the servant choked, but did not let go, determined to devour every single drop of her Prince's cum. More blasts hit the back of her throat and she moaned to let Cassius know how much she loved it.

Snow White doubled over, as her knees grew weak from her impending orgasm. Her mouth was wide open when the climax ripped through her body and she was unable to prevent the resultant scream of pleasure that tore from her throat. Unendurable waves of red-hot pleasure battered her body, shuddering through her system. Her knees buckled and she slipped to the floor. She continued her torment, rubbing her clit with fast and furious movements, glutting her body on the wondrous pleasure she was experiencing.


Cassius was completely caught up in the sensations piercing his body. His skin and muscles felt like they were being consumed by his orgasm and shot out the same way his cum was going, straight through his cockhead and into the woman's throat. It was amazing to him that in the state he was in he was able to hear the thin scream that managed to pass through the thick stonewalls. He shuddered in exquisite pleasure as the last jet of cum burned its way from his shaft. Closing his eyes he let his head fall backward, luxuriating in the pleasantly sated feeling that swept through him.

When next Cassius opened his eyes, he found Malachi staring at him with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Was that your -?" 

"Mm, yes that would be my delightful Snow White. She has a rather bad penchant for eavesdropping." Cassius glanced over to the wall that hid his wife.

"Perhaps, we should teach her what happens to bad little girls who can't mind their manners."

"A very good idea. How about we start on it later, say during supper? I'm just a tad exhausted right now?"

"How does your wife put up with your lack of stamina?" Malachi teased.

"I make up for it in other more adventurous ways." Cassius retorted giving Malachi the finger.

"You wish."

"I will. That's a promise." The promise held a great deal of heat to it.

*     *     *

Snow White smoothed the fabric at the back of her gown as she sat down in the chair that Cassius held out for her. Her hand trembled slightly.

Cassius leaned down close to her ear and spoke in a whisper. "Are you nervous, my dear?"

She jumped just a bit at the suddenness of his question. "No, of course not. Why would you think that I was nervous?"

"Maybe it's the fact that your hands are trembling. Tell me, dear wife, what could you possibly have to be nervous about tonight of all nights?"

"Nothing. I'm not nervous. You're just imagining things." She protested.

"Very well. Then we'll proceed with the party."

Cassius sat next to Snow White and waved his hands at the army of servants bearing trays to go ahead and serve the food. When the food was served and the guests had begun to eat, he leaned over once more and whispered to Snow White. "My dear, are you sure you're not nervous? You've almost dropped the food on your fork twice now."

"I'm fine. See." And she forked the bite into her mouth.

Cassius waited until she had taken a deep drink of wine before asking his next question. "Did you enjoy your little eavesdropping adventure today?"

Snow White choked on the wine.

Smiling evilly, Cassius patted her back, helping to ease her discomfort. 

She lifted guilty eyes to study Cassius. What she saw did not look promising. He had a look of sinister glee on his face. And his mouth was drawn up in a devilish smile.

Deciding on a course of action Snow White plunged ahead. "Yes, I quite enjoyed the little spectacle you put on with your toy and the genie who deflowered your wife. Very erotic. Although, I would think that you would be ashamed of yourself, having your fun on our anniversary while leaving me to suffer. Yes, you should be very ashamed. I certainly did not appreciate it."

Cassius's smile grew bigger. "So, I should be ashamed. Well, perhaps you're right. So I'll apologize for leaving you to suffer today, now don't you think that you owe me an apology for snooping in on a private moment that had nothing to do with you?"

"Certainly not. I had every right to be in our rooms and in that passageway. If you hadn't wanted me to use it you never should have shown it to me."

"Well, maybe someday you'll change your mind on that."

"I wouldn't bet on it."

"I would."

"What do you mean by that?" Snow White asked.

"Nothing. Eat, the guests are beginning to stare."

Snow White saw that he was right and returned to eating. A few minutes later she was startled, while speaking to a European ambassador, when her legs were grabbed and roughly spread open. A body quickly occupied the open space preventing her from closing her legs and pushed her skirts up. Ending her conversation with the ambassador, she glanced at Cassius from the corner of her eye to find him in deep discussion with neighboring king.

Hands grasped her hips and inexorably pulled until her bottom sat on the very edge of the seat. A bite to her inner thigh had her gasping in pleasure and hastily coughing to cover up the sound.

"Are you all right, sweet?" Cassius had broken off his conversation at the tiny sound.

"Yes. Quite all right." Her voice sounded slightly breathless to her ears.

"Very well." Cassius turned back to the King before Snow White could see his smug grin.

Several more stinging nips continued up her inner thigh and then began anew on the other one. She found herself shivering involuntarily with each torturous bite. Fingers gripped the lips of her clean-shaven pussy and pulled them apart. A thick, warm tongue speared upwards, starting at the pulsing opening and ending with a hard flick across the tip of her clitoris. 

The trembling that overtook her this time was so bad that she was forced to put down her wineglass before some of the liquid spilled. Flustered, Snow White looked around the room, hoping against hope that no one noticed her discomfiture. 

Teeth and tongue continued to nibble and taste the sweet, heady juices that her passion produced. Up and down. Around and around. Not a drop was missed, not an inch of flesh was left untouched.

Secretly Snow White lowered her hand, sliding it beneath the tablecloth and into the thick silky hair of her mysterious attacker. Guiding with her hand, she brought attention back to her clitoris. Her eyes shuddered as the mouth engulfed her, sucking gently while using the tongue to stimulate her clit with fierce, rapid stabs.

Her pleasure swelled, becoming a great seething thing that twisted and roiled inside her. The deliberate taunting went on and on until it was all she could do to keep a straight face.

The tongue withdrew, leaving her bereft and unfulfilled. Her hand was grabbed and wrapped around a thick, hard object. Teasingly, it slid through her hands and before she had reached the tip she understood what it was. A low moan escaped her lips and her hand clenched involuntarily around the dildo. God, this must be some kind of joke. There was no way she would be able to keep silent or even keep a neutral face while being fucked by that.

Helplessly, she scanned the dinner guests once more, extremely thankful to find not one guess was paying her the least attention. When her eyes settled on Cassius, she found him staring at her with a knowing, smirking look on his face.




The True Story of Snow White Ch. 9



In that instant, Snow White realized that she had not gotten away with her earlier investigation or her rebuke of Cassius's behavior. And now she would be learning her own lesson. But, what a wonderful, intoxicating lesson it would be.

The blunt head of the phallus skimmed her nether opening, sliding through the folds of skin, becoming wet and slick with the abundant juices that seeped from her pussy. With her eyes staring deeply into Cassius's she waited with pent up breath while the dildo came to rest once more at her pussy opening.

Methodically and deliberately, the phallus was pushed into her. The sweet, sharp feeling of being stretched and filled was breathtaking. Driving further and further, the phallus was soon firmly entrenched in her pussy, leaving her feeling breathless and so very, very full.

Cassius felt his cock spring to life as he watched his wife's eyes widen, knowing automatically that the large dildo he had picked out had pierced her pussy. Within seconds he was rock hard and throbbing. His blood began a slow boil. And when her body quivered and began an almost unnoticeable undulation he knew the cock was forging inside her, fucking her. It seemed impossible but his cock grew even harder, twitching as if it were already driving deep inside her hot depths.

Beneath her passion-heavy lids, Snow Whites eyes darted back and forth while praying that no one would notice the situation she found herself in. The push and pull of the phallus inside her was driving her into a state of wildness. It took a supreme amount of will power and conscious effort to keep her breathing normal and the moans and cries she longed to make from being voiced. Only a small undulating movement did she allow herself, pushing downward when the cock entered her and drawing back when it pulled out. 

All the while she was aware of Cassius watching her. It excited her that he knew she was being ravaged, that he could see the pleasure so clearly in her face. She trembled as the phallus inside her slick channel took to a devilish twisting with each steady push. God, could anything make this experience any better, she wondered to herself while suppressing a moan.

"You're looking a little flush dear. Would you prefer to retire to our rooms and have a lie down?" 

Cassius chuckled at the evil look he received. "I'll take that as a no." 

His next words were spoken in a low husky whisper. "Are you enjoying yourself my darling wife? Not too full? Why don't I just make sure for myself, after all I wouldn't want you to be too taxed to enjoy the special dessert I have for you later." 

With mounting anticipation, Snow White watched Cassius's veined, masculine hand lower beneath the tablecloth and inch towards her. A whisper of skin glanced over her thigh and then those thick fingers were slipping into her pussy, sliding over the slick flesh until his fingers formed a bracket around the dildo.

"I picked this item especially for you, Snow White. You may thank me for your gift." He ordered.

"Thank you." The words came out in a low sighing moan.

"You're quite welcome. So polite and dignified. Are you going to be so dignified when you cum, dear wife? Ah, you didn't think I would actually allow this to go that far, did you? I assure you that you are going to cum, right here at this dining table in front of all of these people. And I'm going to enjoy each second of your orgasm, my eyes are going to drink in the sight of your orgasm overtaking your body and my fingers are going to relish the feel of all the little quakes and quivers that spasm through that oh-so sweet cunt." When Cassius was finished his voice was thick with hunger.

The hand between her legs shifted. Her clit became the center of attention as a finger on either side closed around it, trapping the sensitive nub of flesh. Snow White nearly jumped up from the chair at the pinched feeling. But within the next breath that feeling turned to heart stopping pleasure as the mysterious lover under the table began a determined rhythmic laving up and down over the captured pearl.

Hand and tongue worked in synchronism, pinching and licking, tweaking and sucking while the phallus plowed the wet depths of her ravenous cunt until Snow White was a bundle of fervent sensations all centered in the aching slick flesh between her legs. The all-too familiar feelings of her impending orgasm made themselves known in the tensing of her body and the fiery tingles that pulsed from her pussy. Her hands gripped the arms of her chair so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She had lost all ability control herself, letting hungry animal-like moans tear there way from her throat. No longer caring that all eyes were directed toward her, not even noticing the naked desire in many of them. 

The climax burst inside her, overpowering her, tearing through her with blinding intensity, raking and clawing its way into every miniscule portion of her body. Even then, Cassius and her mysterious lover did not cease, but continued on and on wrenching even more of the deliciously piercing spirals of ecstasy loose to blaze their way through her quivering body. With a deep breath Snow White screamed in triumphant ecstasy, the sound shrieking throughout the room.

When Cassius was finally satisfied that his point was made clear to Snow White, she sat limply in her chair, one hand rested lightly on the arm of the chair while the other hung loosely at her side clinging to the other broken armrest.

Cassius past his gaze of the aroused group, "Well they certainly don't make chairs like they used to. If you would excuse my wife and me, we are going to retire to finish celebrating our anniversary in private. Please enjoy yourselves." Cassius gathered Snow White into his arms, lightly kissing her forehead before leaving the room. 

*   *   * 

Snow White became aware of her surroundings between one breath and the next. Her eyelids trembled before she opened them to a world of darkness. Twisting her head she realized, with relief, that her vision was still intact just obscured by a blindfold. The cold feel of metal bracketed her wrists above and slightly outward from her head while her legs were left unfettered. 

The soft swishing sounds of movement on carpet let her know that she was not alone. The thick, heady smell of male was also telling. And then the slight brush of warm skin against her back and the telltale feel of a hard cock nestling between the crease of her ass.

Snow White shivered, the length was much longer than Cassius, the head nearly reaching her waist. She shivered again as the rigid shaft rocked gently up and down, pressing further into the crease.

"It's been so long since I've had you in my arms, sweetling." Malachi breathed into her ear. "I have lost myself with countless women, but none could hold a candle to you. And now with the help of your husband, I can share a new experience with you. You enjoyed watching my cock fuck the little servant in the ass, now you get to have my cock the same way."

Malachi's words were still tumbling inside her head when another warm body blanketed her front. "Happy Anniversary, darling. I hope you like my present. It took a very long frustrating time to rend Malachi from your stepmother's hold so I do hope you'll forgive us if we're a tad overly aroused. We've been planning this for so long, you see, and now there's just...THIS!" Cassius lifted her high into his arms and expertly let her drop straight down onto his throbbing member, sinking through the hot clinging flesh to lodge firmly inside the very core of her being.

Her head snapped back and a high-pitched scream rent the air. So full. So deep. Burning inside her like a volcano waiting to explode. And then the feeling grew even sharper and sweeter as Malachi aligned his cock and steadily forced the tight channel to accept every solid inch.

Cassius glanced at Malachi seeing the expression of wild animalistic determination on his face and knowing that his own showed the same thing. There was no place for nice nor gentleness. Their passions had been stretched too thin. Now, the woman between them was just that, a body to use, a vessel to receive the cum churning in their balls.

Malachi added his hands to the tense hands already around Snow White's waist. Together they lifted, feeling the stretched flesh cling to their members like wet silk. Male and female groans combined to echo throughout the room.

With teeth gritted, they lowered her once more, plunging easily. The sensations were too much. With a determination born of desperation, Malachi and Cassius turned feral. In and out, hard and fast they fucked Snow White, ignoring her whimpers of pleasure and screams of ecstasy. For both of them there was only the need to cum, to feel the building of raw pleasure until it burst in a flash of sensation so extreme that it felt like their entire bodies were being remade. Then the exultant male growls and cries would boom throughout the room like cannon fire.

Floundering in the buffeting sensations snaking through her body, the blindfold added a sense of helplessness that Snow White found erotic and thrilling. Taken. That was what was happening to her. She was being taken, without care, without notice, almost as if it were two strangers pillaging her body instead of her husband and the man who had taken her virginity. It was exciting. Exhilarating. She wanted more!

"Ohhhh! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" She screamed into the room that she could not see, to the men that were using her body.

The words were both the right thing and the wrong thing to say. They had a profound impact on her two lovers. The intensity of the fucking grew to new heights with Malachi and Cassius becoming more savage than ever. Since their hands were occupied they used their teeth to bite her skin hard enough that she would have bruises but not hard enough to draw blood.

For Snow White the pleasure-pain pushed her over the jagged edge of orgasm. The first searing wave snapped her head back and stopped her breath. The next had her gulping in the lost breath only to release it into the room in screams so loud a glass on a dressing table shattered. There was no stopping the orgasmic blasts that burrowed through her body with lightning intensity, leaving her mind shattered to anything but the pleasure. White lightning flashed behind her eyelids and crept along her skin until she was sure she would literally burn up from the rapture

Malachi barely registered the quivering princess in his arms so engrossed in his own approaching climax. It started in his balls. He could actually feel the skin tightening up into his body, readying to shoot wads of cum into the hot, gripping flesh surrounding his cock.  The friction grazing his shaft was excruciating, sending surges of razor-sharp pleasure knifing into his brain. 

The tight muscles surrounding Malachi gave one final massive squeeze finishing him in one strike. "OH FUCK!" Hi face twisted in a grimace of pleasure, Malachi thrust hard and fast, loosing his burning cum in jets so powerful his body arched and shook as each one shot out.

Cassius, his shaft buried deep inside Snow White, felt Malachi's cock grow even larger with his approaching orgasm, pushing against the thin membrane that separated them. He stilled his movements, waiting patiently for the first wave of Malachi's orgasm. 

Dimly, he heard his partner yell just before he felt the first blast of cum rippling through the membrane and snaking up along his own shaft. That was all it took for Cassius to reach his own orgasm. Frantically he thrust, driving his cock over and over into the tight, wet flesh of his wife, relishing the friction that abraded his shaft.

"AH! AH! AH!" He screamed with each shot of cum that burned its way through the vein in his cock and exploded with ever increasing pleasure from the tip. More spine tingling jolts of pleasure shivered along his skin. So many, that he wondered if he would ever recover from the pleasure. 

Finally, the orgasm began to subside, leaving him shaking with the effort to stand. Wearily Cassius lifted his head, lovingly looking over the exhausted face of Snow White before moving on to Malachi. Sweat poured down his face and a wide satisfied smile grinned back at him.

"Happy Anniversary you two. Feel free to call me anytime for threesomes, foursomes, one-on-one or just if you want to chat!" The last was said with a wicked grin directed at Cassius.

Cassius laughed quietly, while Snow White moaned a weak "Thank you" and "Could someone please release these cuffs."

Now with most fairy tales, everything ends with they lived happily ever after. But in the case of Snow White and Prince Cassius Charming it would be more precise to say that they lived out their lives as they saw fit, experiencing every method of passion that they could think of, or heard of, happy and satisfied.

THE END!