Based on a post by SandyMarl,

Far from mocking me, this young woman seemed to be

The strong tug of my sensual male desire was undeniable as

"Carl, you're standing there like a silly goose in the

I laughed at hearing my own contrived wisdom being quoted

With a new found confidence and a growing sense of naughty

Rory gave a little giggle and threw her shoulders forward

Rory folded her hands behind her head and gave a little

I scooted my hips next to Rory s bottom and reached over to run

My turbulent sexual excitement grew as I realized my good

With a quick twist, Rory sprung around to face me, her hands

I kept my hands on Rory s warm, smooth and fascinating

With slow, sensuous petting I let my fingers crawl back to

My first French kiss. It was sloppy, slippery, hot, steamy

I was panting and stroking Rory s skin and petting her

I gave Rory a hug, "Yeah Rory, that was sweet for me

Rory gave me one of her humfs, "And as I recall, my

I stood and pressed my hands together in front of my face

Peeking at Rory s flowered panties with a mischievous grin,

Rory humphed, "I am horny, not thorny."

I stood silent and motionless looking over at her tits from

I was aware of my erection. It was a hot iron extending down

I leaned in toward her reclined form, placing my hands next

I gave Rory a kiss on her chin. She threw her head back with

I let my tongue continue to travel lower, leaving a wet

With the first touch of my face against her breast, Rory

This was the most wondrous experience in my life. The

"Now, about this rose garden, " I hovered over her

Rory remained on her back. At my question, Rory raised her

Rory sat up, crossed her legs with a last vestige of

"I'm feeling, not thinking right now," was my best

With a broad grin, but still in a shy voice, Rory asked,

"I'm feeling quite fortunate to be with you right now.

Rory interrupted my stammering attempts at explaining my

I laughed an embarrassed laugh as she hinted at the stark

"Tell me Carl, what else are you feeling right

It was my turn to be a little shy and modest; I hesitated to

Rory let out with a squeaky chortle as she covered her mouth

"Excellent observation. Would you care to join me my

"If I joined you in your search for pleasure across the

"I can assure you my lady, I will do all that is in my

" - In bed?" Rory added.

We laughed together at her added phrase which began as a

"Carl, chop, chop! You've got your surprise date all

Rory leaned back on the large stone and watched me as I

Rory motioned for me to come a step closer to her, where she

Rory inspected my soldier with a curious look as she used

"Do you like it when I do that?" I again offered a

"Um, me too," she whispered in a sulky voice. Rory

I spoke, "That feels delightful. But I don't think I

"Should I stop touching you this way, at least for

I sighed, not wanting her to stop, but not wanting to cum

Based on a post by SandyMarl,

Amanda was the kind of friend who was always full of great

Amanda posted one of her great ideas after final exams;

I had a Tuesday lab with Amanda and shared several classes

I drove up to the Wok and Roll. I arrived early, not wanting

I waited, checked the time, and waited. Then I doubted that

While I was wondering if I should leave, the proprietress

I recognized the woman who stepped out of the car and walked

Rory let the corners of her mouth turn up a bit as she

I pulled a chair out from the large table as a gesture to

Rory swiftly threw her head from side-to-side to cast her

I shrugged, "She seems to have invited three and I fear

"The third person being Amanda, right?" Rory

I broke into a smile, feeling it was now necessary to laugh

"I got nothing. Other than this is so typical of

"They say, two out of three ain't bad. At least that's

Rory smiled again, "Well, quite the gentleman this

I paused, pressed my open palms together in front of my lips

I could see she didn't know how to take that offbeat

"Oh, my apologies; did I say 11th Century? I meant to

Rory now caught my jest and pressed her palms together and

I remarked, "Your fluency in Japanese is making me

She laughed out loud and replied, "As you wish."

The dour proprietress was satisfied to finally take our

We received our fortune cookies after I paid the tab. I

"What about you and your fortune?" I asked

"A gentleman will not make a lady reveal her fortune,

"Okie dokie, Carl; read me your fortune." My

I cracked open the cookie and pulled out the tiny strip of

"No! I told you how to read it right. Read it again,

"A trip across the water will bring you pleasure

"Here! Let me see that!" She snatched the fortune

I defended myself with an indignant response, "And what

Rory s only response was a pause and then another humph

Rory raised a regal eyebrow and informed me, "OK, I am

"Yes, I do understand that. Now. Thanks for sharing

Rory shimmied her shoulders and dropped the corners of her

I took a risk. "There's a full moon out in the sky

She threw her long hair back over her chair and said,

Rory asked, "Carl, where are you going to be able to

I said, "I am feeling fortunate this night. Would you

Rory cocked her head, and slowly asked, "What, kind, of

I responded in a matter-of-fact manner, "I have kind of

I could see Rory was curious about my plan. She squirmed in

"You know, there is an ancient Chinese proverb; the

It seemed like Rory didn't need all that much persuading.

I added, "This is your chance, the next full moon may

She laughed, "Don't overplay your good fortune Carl. I

Rory sat straight and with some spunk in her voice asked,

I agreed to follow Rory as she dropped off her old car at

I told Rory, "Sit tight. You might have to use your

She reflected a second, then allowed, "I can be pretty

I drove across town and headed outside the city limits on a

"No. What?"

"We just crossed over a bridge! And do you know what

In a somewhat deflated voice, she asked, "What?"

I chuckled a little, "There was a river below that

"I am not impressed. Are you telling me that it brought

"So, Rory, are you telling me that that doesn't count

"Actually, I was expecting a little more."

"Glad to hear that. That was just a tease."

As we drove up the rising road about a quarter mile on the

Rory asked, "Carl? Is there something wrong with the

"No," I told her, "I'm looking for a small

Rory asked, "Where are we?"

I replied, "What, you don't recognize this place? This

My mystified passenger snorted, "That was a pretty lame

I acknowledged, "Yeah that was low humor. May my low

I took Rory s hand as we stepped sideways down a rough and

Rory stood gazing across the small lake, turning to me she

I explained, "Its existence is a guarded secret, so

Without turning to look at Rory, I said, "Well, my

Without a hint of surprise at my question, she offered,

"I'll take you at your word. Maybe you'll have to

"Yeah, but it is too much trouble to put it on."

My jaw dropped. I said, "Seriously, you have a swimsuit

"Didn't I just tell you it is too much trouble?"

I stuck my hands in my pockets and casually said "It is

"Oh but sir, my clothes would get so awfully wet if I

I mused, "Come to think of it, so would mine. By golly

"It looks like damn luck for you then, doesn't it

"Here, I have an idea if you don't mind. If you trust

Competition becomes Tittilation.

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I completely forgot that I was just in my panties, otherwise I probably wouldn't have sandwiched myself between the seats again as I lunged for the keys. It didn't even cross my mind until I turned the ignition unsuccessfully twice and swore.

"We drained the battery," I groaned. "Shit. My mom's going to be a nightmare about this."

"Uh-huh," came the somewhat-distracted response from behind me, and that's when I realized my ass was basically in Ashton's face.

At least that time I wasn't stuck on the ice scraper. I crawled as gracefully as I could out from the space between the seats, which was not gracefully at all, and looked at him. Lightning picked that moment to flash again, muted by the filter of fog that clung to the car windows. Brightness hung in the air, flickering slightly as it revealed Ashton hurriedly adjusting the front of his boxers. He looked up, alarmed, and I looked down, enthralled by the sight of something very stiff tenting the fabric.

All at once, the lightning faded, and we were left in the warm darkness all over again.

"Guess that's that," he said with a weak laugh.

"Guess so," I replied.

"Too bad. I was, uh, looking forward to winning that one."

I licked my lips and glanced down. The screen of my Switch didn't do much to light the space, but I could still see the vague outline of his erection.

"We could keep playing," I whispered.

"What?"

"I mean, it's not like the car is going to get any less dead if we stay out here." I picked up my Switch. "Mine's still got some battery left. We just, um, would need to take turns. Change up the rules a bit."

He raised an eyebrow. "What're the rules?"

I hadn't quite thought that far ahead. I glanced down at my screen, watching the racers circle the track.

"Distraction," I said.

"What?"

I held my Switch out to him. "Distraction. I pick a track, you play the race, I do my best to; distract you while you're racing. You do your best to come in first."

He cleared his throat. "What happens if I win?"

"You get to choose what comes off."

"And if I lose?"

I smirked. "I get to choose."

He took the Switch carefully. "So how does distraction work? What are the, uh, rules?"

I thought for a moment. "Well, I think touching is okay. As long as the person can still physically play the game."

He nodded eagerly. "Sounds good."

"No removing clothes, since that's; you know. The prize. But; " I cleared my throat, almost feeling lightheaded. "Hands can go under things."

"Seems fair."

"And, um; that's all I can think of."

"One more," he said. "Final rule still applies, regardless of who's driving and who's, uh, distracting."

By that point, I wouldn't have been surprised if my skin was just permanently stained red from all the blushing I'd been doing. "Yeah."

He smiled. "So, what track am I playing?"

He didn't complain about my choice, which was good because I picked one at random. As the music signaling the start of the race began to play, Ashton met my eyes one last time.

"Good luck," he teased quietly.

"Keep your luck," I said. "You're gonna need it."

He smirked, then looked down at the screen.

I hadn't exactly thought of what I was going to do ahead of time. Frankly, the entire thing was an exercise in spontaneity. I don't know why I suggested continuing to play instead of just jumping into his lap and kissing him. Maybe because it was fun, maybe because I was stalling, maybe because if I did that, I'd have to decide if I wanted to go further, and how far that would be. And maybe, even though I was turned on and Ashton was sweet and respectful and ugh, I was still feeling uncertain because of a certain nagging voice in the back of my head.

Whatever it was, it didn't matter. What mattered was that we were there, and we were enjoying ourselves, and it was hot as fuck.

I didn't move until Ashton had started racing. As soon as he did, I tucked my legs beneath me and nestled closer to him. He shivered almost imperceptibly as I leaned against his arm and our skin touched.

There was no real plan, but his neck seemed like as good a place as any to start. Carefully, so I didn't jostle him while he was racing, I curled in closer. Just before I pressed my lips to his skin, his breath quickened, and there was a smile on my face as I kissed the spot where his neck met his shoulder.

Aside from the change in breathing, he didn't react as I nuzzled his neck, flicking my tongue out and tracing a gentle pattern along his collarbone. I almost jumped when the chiming sound that signaled the start of lap two rang out from the Switch and I had barely even touched him.

I was going to have to step up my game.

He very kindly moved his arm as I slipped my hand between us, touching his chest and trailing my fingers down his pecs. He trembled slightly as I ran my hand along his ribs, squirming just enough that it was clear it tickled, and I grinned against his neck before doing it again.

"You are evil," he groaned, though it was mixed with laughter as he writhed.

"You think that's evil?" I said, nipping at his neck. "You just wait."

"Oh no," he said, but he didn't sound that unhappy about it.

I traced his ribs lightly one last time before moving my hand to his stomach and walking my fingers lower, and lower, and lower still, until they reached the waistband of his boxers. Ashton's breath hitched, but seconds later the jingle of the final lap played and the music sped up.

That meant my hand had to speed up, too.

I slipped my fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers. Ashton made a small noise of anticipation as I pushed my hand further, culminating in a soft moan as my hand brushed against his shaft. Those noises made that desperately aching part of me pulse with need, but I ignored it as best I could as I wrapped my fingers around his cock.

He was smooth and delightfully warm against my palm. I relished the way he twitched in my hand, uncontrollable movements that were accompanied by tiny puffs of breath as he tried to focus on the game. I felt his throat flex again as he swallowed and I started moving my hand, slowly at first and then faster. Precum dripped from his tip, thick and sticky and wonderfully slick, and I spread it along his cock as I stroked him.

Just as I started really getting into it, I heard him cross the finish line. He inhaled sharply as I took my hand out of his boxers and moved away from his neck.

"I won," he said, though he didn't sound entirely convinced that he had won.

I tried to look dejected, but it was impossible. "What do you choose?"

"Do you seriously need to ask?" he replied, grinning.

"I wanna hear you say it."

He licked his lips as his eyes flicked down. "Bra off, please."

"Wow, and so polite."

He opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out as I reached behind me and unhooked the clasp. That time, his eyes stayed glued to me as I moved the cups away from my breasts and slid the straps down my arms. I didn't mind in the slightest; the way his lips were parted and the subtle rise and fall of his chest as he watched sent a spike of desire rocketing through me. Silently, I revealed my breasts to him, entranced by the way he stared like I was made of star stuff and moonlight. It was only when I unceremoniously dropped my bra to the floor of my car that he finally spoke.

"Holy fruck," he said, and I couldn't hold back a giggle.

That, more than anything, made any of the nerves I had left vanish. There was no question; he wanted to see my tits. He was turned on because of me. He wanted me, and I wanted him, and I was seconds away from asking if we could just forget about the game when he thrust the Switch towards me.

"Your turn."

I almost protested, but the hoarseness of his voice and the dark excitement in his eyes as lightning flashed outside kept me quiet. Instead, I took the Switch.

"Which track?"

He picked one of the city tracks. For the life of me, I could never remember which one it was. There was no way around it: Ashton's distraction game was far stronger than mine.

It started innocently enough. He asked if I'd be okay to sit between his legs so I could lean back against him.

"It'll be more comfortable," he said, and like a complete sucker, I agreed.

I should have known the second I felt his cock pressed against my lower back that I wasn't winning this round. Even through the fabric of his boxers, I could feel how hot he was, and it was a good thing I hadn't started yet when I felt his cock twitch against me. Still, I felt confident that I could win my race.

So confident, in fact, that I wiggled my hips slightly as I leaned against him, making him groan as his cock nestled closer to my ass.

"I thought you were supposed to be the one distracting me," I teased.

"Rules don't start till the race starts," he murmured, and an electrifying tingle ran up my spine. "Gonna keep stalling?"

I hit the button immediately and he chuckled in my ear.

I managed to stay in first for most of the race, despite Ashton's best efforts. And those efforts were; well.

He started much like I had. Fingers trailed along the base of my neck as he moved my hair out of the way and pressed his mouth just behind my ear. That certainly felt nice, and the feel of his breath brushing against my skin was a little distracting, but it wasn't unmanageable.

That was just the briefest of warmups, though. After a few seconds, he nibbled softly on my shoulder and then slipped his hands beneath my arms. I shifted to give him room, holding the Switch up so I could focus on the race. His hands gripped my sides lightly, lingering for a heartbeat on my waist before moving up to my ribs. His knuckles brushed the underside of my breasts and I shivered; his lips flicked up and he sucked gently on my neck before taking a breast in each of his hands.

I whimpered softly. I couldn't help it. The feel of his palms pressed against my hardened nipples was heaven; the gentle kneading of his hands was bliss. I blinked hard, staring at the screen and doing everything I could to stay on the track as he fondled, caressed, and tortured me with feather-light fingertips.

I was still in first place when the second lap started, though I nearly lost my spot as Ashton pinched my nipples. He ran his fingers along one hardened nub as he released the other, sliding that hand to my ribs, and then my stomach, and then to the top of my panties.

He toyed with the waistband for a few seconds but didn't stick his hand inside. Instead, he cupped my cunny through the fabric, exhaling softly as he felt the wet spot that had been soaking the front of them for some time.

"Damn, Ramona," he mumbled against me. "I didn't realize you were this turned on."

"Shut up," I whispered breathlessly as I crashed into another racer.

"It's a good thing," he said. "This is; wow. Wow."

I bit my lip as he pushed the crotch of my panties aside and traced my dripping cunny, then outright moaned when he rubbed my clit. My knuckles tightened on the sides of the Switch as he moved his hand, giving me the friction I'd been so desperately craving while simultaneously making me want more, and more, and;

Player 2 arrives.

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At no point in the history of time or space would I have thought I'd end up geeking out over The Circlet of Nianus with Ashton Halliday. I mean, at no point would I have ever thought I'd end up sitting in the backseat of my car, chatting excitedly about games we'd recently played and upcoming ones we were looking forward to. There was no reason for me to think we'd get into a heated debate about which Final Fantasy was best, or that he'd have bad enough taste to claim that Final Fantasy VII was better than Final Fantasy VI.

"Next you're going to tell me you think Wheatley is a better villain than GLaDOS," he groaned.

"Of course not!" I said indignantly. "Wheatley's hilarious, but he's a moron. GLaDOS is smart enough to be an actual villain. But the real question is, do you think Cave Johnson is funnier than both of them or are you wrong?"

Ashton threw his head back as he laughed. "We're in full agreement on that."

"Phew," I said, leaning against the door. "It's a good thing you said that, otherwise there's no way we could be friends."

"Are we friends?" he asked.

My laughter faded as I met his eyes. There was still a half-smile on his lips, but his eyes studied me seriously.

"I mean; we aren't, you know. Not friends," I said.

"Yeah, but we used to be, like, actual friends."

I fidgeted nervously. "We were kids."

"Doesn't mean we weren't friends," he replied. "I don't really know why we stopped hanging out, Ramona."

I swallowed hard. There was no reason for his words to sting so much; we'd stopped being friends because he hadn't invited me to his ninth birthday party. It was stupid. It was petty.

And it bothered me that he didn't remember.

"I need to turn the car off," I said. "You can keep charging, just; I don't want to waste gas."

Before he could respond, I opened the door. The rush of night air was a relief against my flushed skin and I took my time walking around the vehicle and turning it back to accessory mode before returning to the back seat.

"Ramona; " he started when I got in.

"Do you mind getting the dome light?" I interrupted. "It'll drain the battery too fast."

He paused, then reached up and turned the light off as I shut the door. As I adjusted to the sudden darkness that fell over us, I realized how small the inside of my car felt.

"I believe you've got some Pokemon to master," I said, just for something to fill the silence. "And Zelda's not going to free herself from Calamity Ganon."

"True," Ashton said lightly. "But I have a proposal for you."

I closed my eyes and sighed. "I don't want to talk about; "

"Mario Kart."

I paused, then frowned. "What?"

Ashton's face was barely visible in the darkness, but between his tone and the glimmer in his eyes, I could tell he was smiling.

"Mario Kart," he repeated. "Let's play it together."

"You want to play; Mario Kart?"

"Okay, full disclosure?" he said. "I fucking love Mario Kart and no one ever wants to play it with me, and it's not as fun as a single-player game. Since we're hanging out anyway, let's play together."

I was relieved that we were back to video game talk, though my confusion about his sudden dropping of the whole "friends" thing was slow to fade.

"Okay," I said slowly. "One problem, though."

"I'll buy you the game if you don't have it," he said immediately.

"How am I supposed to download it? The power's out and I don't know what kind of fancy Honda your dad drives, but my car isn't equipped with Wi-Fi."

"One step ahead of you." There was a rustling sound as he fiddled around for a moment, then I winced as the sudden brightness of his phone lit up the interior of the car. "I'll hotspot my phone. And we can do local play once you download it so we won't even need to stay connected."

I looked at his phone, then up at the excitedly twinkling eyes gazing at me in the ghostly glow of the screen light.

"You're really into Mario Kart, eh?" I said, amused.

"Come on," he said, grinning. "I'll even go easy on you. At first."

"Don't bother," I said, grabbing my Switch. "I'll have you know I'm a fucking champ when it comes to Mario Kart and there's no way I'm going easy on you."

By a glow that was ironically ghastly given the colorful nature of anything Mario-related, I destroyed Ashton.

"Have you ever even played this game before?" I asked after the first race, where I easily came in first.

"Beginner's luck," he said.

"Beginner? I've been playing Mario Kart since before you were born."

He opened his mouth, then closed it and frowned. "I'm three months older than you."

"Details, details," I said, then joined the next race.

"I might be a little rusty," he admitted after I wiped the floor with him again in the next race.

"A little?"

"Once I find my groove, you're going to be begging for mercy."

"Sure, Ash. Gotta catch me first."

He groaned as I giggled.

During the third race, I managed to run him off a cliff.

"Jerk," he muttered.

"Bitch," I replied, and he burst out laughing.

"Just Supernatural or are you part of the whole trifecta?"

I rolled my eyes as I drifted around a corner. "Do I look like I'm part of SuperWhoLock?"

"Blue hair, eyebrow piercing, complete and utter disdain for an overbearing mother? You're the fucking poster child for Tumblr."

I missed hitting an Item Box as I glared at my screen. "Asshole."

He laughed. "What, you can dish it out but you can't take it?"

I gritted my teeth as an NPC Bowser blasted past me. "Let me remind you whose car this is and whose charger you're currently using."

"Oh," he said, his laughter falling as flat as my tone had. "I; sorry."

"Whatever."

We finished the rest of the race in silence. I still beat him, but I didn't come in first.

"I was joking," he said when he finally crossed the finish line and the characters began to whirl around the track automatically. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine."

"Your hair looks awesome," he continued. "I didn't mean to make you feel bad about it or something. You look so; "

"I don't care about that," I interrupted, partly because the fact he was complimenting my appearance was making me tingle in a way that was almost infuriating, since I shouldn't care at all what Ashton Halliday thought of how I looked, but mostly because it wasn't the thing that had bothered me. "I just don't need to be reminded about my mother right now."

He was quiet for a moment. "Is everything; are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I said. "I don't want to talk about it."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him nod.

"Got it." He mashed one of the buttons on his Switch. "Come on, start the next race. I've got a good feeling about this one."

I snorted. "A good feeling about losing?"

"I'm gonna make you eat those words."

"Looks like I'm going to be starving."

"Big talker," he said. "You just wait."

He came closer to beating me that time; neither of us came in first but he was only a couple of seconds behind me.

"Hope you're hungry," he teased.

"Oh, that's right!" I said suddenly.

"What?"

I dug through the pocket on the back of the passenger seat. "Want some Oreos?"

"Does the Pope shit in the woods?"

"Depends on if the bear is Catholic."

We both snickered, then went silent as we each popped an Oreo in our mouths. The dim light from our Switches filled the car, and I looked at him out of the corner of my eye as he grabbed another cookie.

"Can I ask you something stupid?" I asked suddenly.

He took a bite of the Oreo. "Yeah."

I picked up another one but didn't eat it, choosing instead to fidget with it by twisting the chocolate discs. "Don't laugh."

"I might."

"When we were kids, in like; third grade, I think? Maybe fourth?" I knew it was third grade, but I was trying to pretend like it was slightly less of a big deal than I was making it. "Sometime around then. You; you had a birthday party. Playing laser tag, I think."

"Yeah, sounds about right," he said lightly.

I swallowed hard, still twisting the Oreo back and forth. "Why didn't you invite me?"

"I did."

I pressed my lips together as my stomach tightened. Of course he didn't remember.

"You didn't," I said. "Everyone was super excited about it and then the day came and; "

"And your mom called and said you didn't want to go," he finished.

I looked up, my eyes wide, to see him staring back at me with a hard expression on his face.

"It was third grade, not fourth," he said. "And my mom was mad because I'd insisted you were gonna come even though you didn't respond to the invitation. She'd already paid for everything for the party and your mom only called her like an hour before it started."

"What?" I said. "That can't be right."

"Trust me. I remember my mom being pissed about it."

I bit my lip. "She said I wasn't invited."

Ashton's face softened as he saw the confusion on mine. "Your mom totally hated me, Ramona. I mean, I kinda figured but my mom confirmed it after your mom

She's ready for player two.

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Player one is me, Ramona Roth. I’m nineteen, blue hair, pierce eyebrow, former president of the student council, virgin.

War is hell, they say, but I say they're wrong.

Hell is insanity, and insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

Hell is false hopes and flagrant disappointment.

Hell is knowing that the squabbling of Ilyra, the princess from the far-off planet of Nianus, and Jostok, the snarky-but-pleasantly-ripped humanoid alien soldier from Quighnan, would attract the attention of Izzon's monstrous space beast.

It's knowing that the beast would destroy the vent your plucky band of misfits was crawling through.

It's knowing that you'd all tumble into the cavernous belly of the spaceship with only the last-second triggering of a force-field from your omni-cuff to prevent you from turning into gizzard soup on the space-grey floor.

I watched Jostok realize that the force field hadn't prevented the princess from being crushed beneath the weight of the metal that tumbled from above. I watched him separate her from the tangled pile of bodies and bionic limbs, cradling her barely conscious form against one beefy, armor-clad bicep.

I watched her brilliant violet eyes flutter open, and saw the little half-smile on her face as he called her by her name, and heard the weakness in her voice as she reminded him that it was Princess Ilyra to him. I heard Jostok chuckle wetly and assure her she was going to make it.

After all, she was the princess. This was not how princesses died.

Which was true, because she didn't die like that.

Izzon's beast hurled itself to the ground in front of us, its weight making the spaceship itself shudder violently. A beam of light shot forth from its gaping maw, wrenching Ilyra from Jostok's arms. He reached for her, but before his bionic arm was even fully extended, the beast had pulled her into the air, clutched her between its massive claws, and snapped her in half like she was a fucking Kit Kat bar.

So, she died like that instead.

There was a beat; a pause as horror dawned across the party. A splash of blood splattered on the floor followed by the delicate circlet Ilyra always wore.

"No," breathed Jostok.

A metallic cackle from above filled the room.

"So much for your princess," Izzon said as he descended on a floating platform.

He landed just in front of the beast. Two long strides brought him to the circlet, and he plucked it from the pool of blood before making a mockery of Ilyra's memory and placing the fragile band of metal on his horned forehead.

"You killed her," Jostok said, his voice wavering.

"Well, duh," Izzon said, chuckling. "What, you think this is your fairytale or something, Quighnan? You kill the horrible, evil, sad little man who was just trying to get back what was rightfully his? You think you save the world, you get the girl, you get the glory?"

His smile faded, and he straightened the circlet before reaching for his omni-cuff.

"Well, Quighnan, I have news for you. You failed. The world is mine, the girl is dead, and you; "

"Shut up, you piece of Cul excrement!" Jostok roared.

"Or what?" Izzon taunted.

"Or this," I muttered.

Surprise flashed across Izzon's face as Jostok smashed his omni-cuff, using the last of its power to create his trademark rocket launcher. Hefting it over his shoulder, he screamed as he fired it. Izzon's beast stepped forward, snatching its master from the ground seconds before the ball of certain death hit him, and it was time for me to take over.

The battle was hell. It was a place I'd been a million times before, and I let the world around me fade as I focused on Izzon and Izzon alone. His beast didn't like that, of course, but the beast wasn't my concern. There were others to fight the beast; only I could fight Izzon.

Sweat beaded on my forehead and dryness scratched at my eyes. I refused to look away, refused to be distracted for even a millisecond from my task. Izzon darted around the battlefield, firing laser after laser in my direction, but I knew how to dodge them. I knew how to use them against him; I knew how to lure the beast to just the right spot for Izzon to maim it himself.

And I knew what would happen next.

The world shook, a rumbling that vibrated through my bones. Izzon's platform shot up, and I tracked it, ignoring the shouts and cries of the battle raging around me. High above, I saw the flash of light, and I hurled myself out of the way moments before a ball of plasma crashed down and punched a hole through the entire ship.

A rush of air sucked through the floor, and I clung to the strategically placed pole for dear life, still refusing to take my eyes off Izzon's platform. I waited, watched, my heart racing as he descended, and descended, and;

"Now," I said through clenched teeth, and I jumped.

Wind and suction twirled around me as I fought against the force with everything in me. It was a Hail Mary, a last-ditch effort, a moment of pure insanity as I mashed at the omni-cuff wildly. I mashed, and mashed, and mashed, and;

I made it.

I got to the platform.

"Oh my fuck," I breathed. "Oh fuck, oh frak, oh; fruck."

I finally did it.

Izzon stood before me, his wretched face twisted in anger. I pointed my weapon at him, just as I dreamed I would a thousand times before, and without so much as a second thought, I began to fire. One shot hit and his body jostled; another and red splattered around me; one more and;

And all went dark.

Sudden silence replaced the sounds of battle as blackness overtook me. For half a moment, I thought I had died, like for-real died. Then, my eyes adjusted, and across from me I saw the form of a woman with pale skin, wide eyes, and bright blue hair in the depths of a black mirror.

"No," I whispered.

The woman mimicked me.

"No," I said again, a low groan as realization dawned on me.

The woman's face crumpled. A bolt of lightning flashed through the basement window, and as thunder roared, I screamed.

"You've got to be frucking kidding me!" I shrieked, and I'm not at all ashamed to admit that I burst into tears.

"Ramona!" my mom shouted distantly.

I ignored her cry; tears were streaming down my cheeks as frantic footsteps thudded on the stairs. Despondently, I slid off the couch and crumpled to the floor, clutching my controller to my chest as I sobbed.

"Ramona!" Mom gasped again, the faint glow of her cell phone flashlight spilling across the basement. "Are you hurt? Ramona, talk to me, w-what happened, are you; "

"The power," I whimpered as she reached me and hesitantly touched my shoulder. "The power went out, and I was so close."

"Close to; what?"

"Beating Izzon," I sniffed.

Silent tension filled the basement.

"In a game," she said flatly.

"Well, yeah, but; "

"You screamed bloody murder in the middle of a huge thunderstorm because the power went out during a game."

It was no use trying to explain to her that I'd been stuck on the boss fight in The Circlet of Nianus for days. I stared sullenly across the basement at the darkened TV as Mom launched into another one of her ranting lectures that had become routine since I'd returned home for the summer after my first year of university.

"This is not proper behavior for a nineteen-year-old woman," she said, probably. I would've had to have been listening to know for sure, which I wasn't, but all her lectures were pretty much the same. "Christ, Ramona, it's like I don't even know who you are anymore. What happened to the sweet girl who left for university last August?"

Then, if that lecture was anything like the other ones; which it likely was, but I still wasn't listening; she would have started tearing up.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you acting like this,   Ramona," she probably said in a watery voice. "What happened to my goody-two-shoes straight-laced brown-noser who would never dream of putting a toe out of line and who I, as the head of the Minwack Falls Homeowners Association, could truly be proud of since she was as cookie-cutter and put-together as the yards and fences I work so hard to keep in line at all times?"

Well, she probably didn't say that last part. At least, not out loud. But the implication was there. When I tuned back in to the conversation, she was shaking her head as she looked dramatically in the other direction.

"Honestly,   Ramona, maybe we made a mistake," she was saying, for real that time. "Sending you to that school; I worried that you weren't ready and now; "

"I was perfectly ready to go to university," I said dully. "And I'm an adult, so you didn't send me anywhere. I chose to go. And my name is Ramona."

"Adults don't throw tantrums because of a silly game."

"It's not silly," I said through gritted teeth. "This is what I want to do with my life."

"Play games."

"Make games."

"Hmm," she said. "Be that as it may, I highly doubt you'll find a summer job making games. I charged the laptop battery up earlier today, so if the power stays out, we can still work on your resume tonight."

I sighed. "I have a resume. I already asked if they were hiring at The Sword and Dice and they said they'd get back to me."

"I doubt the comic book store is hiring," she said, unimpressed, before she started towards the stairs. "I'm surprised Jordan Cooper's managed to keep it open as long as he has. I'll go down to The Enchanted Florist tomorrow and speak with Owen. That girl he has working there was incredibly rude to me the other day and refused to call him so I could make a complaint about her."

"Okay, Karen," I muttered under my breath.

Mom turned. "What was that?"

"Nothing."

She clearly didn't believe me and shot a very Karen-esque look in my direction. "Well, if he's willing to hire her, I bet he's one of the few people in town who would be willing to overlook your new; style and possibly offer you a job."

And there it was; yet another dig at my hair, and my new eyebrow piercing, and the fact that I wasn't dressed like her President of the Student Council Princess anymore.

I wish I could say it had been a gradual transformation, that I hadn't been the stereotypical example of the good-girl going wild as soon as she was on her own for the first time. However, years of living with Liz Roth, head of the Minwack Falls Homeowners Association, vice-president of the Minwack Falls High School Parent-Teacher Association, and volunteer board member for the Minwack Falls Good Neighbor Society, had instilled an almost-detrimental instinct to be honest in me.

I was absolutely the model of a rebellious girl experiencing life away from an overbearing mother and semi-absent father.

I'd left for university as a geeky girl with suitcases full of modest blouses and nice-but-not-too-tight jeans. At the end of the semester, I returned home with suitcases full of pop culture t-shirts, dark jeans that were ripped in all the right places, and Chuck Taylors that I'd kept on my feet day in and day out so I could get that worn-in look as fast as possible. I was still geeky and still a girl, but now that girl had bright blue hair, an eyebrow ring, and an exasperatedly cynical attitude.

I loved who I had become. I loved being Ramona, the girl wi

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Why don't I just stay this size for a while? I'm curious,

"Yes!" She moaned.

"I'll be directing the next session. Wouldn't you just

Their pace was frantic, both arching towards the other until

Cassius continued whispering hot erotic words to her,

Her legs were lifted and settled over his shoulders. The

Nothing was held back as they mated. Moans and growls ripped

The air was permeated with the scent of sex, thickening with

Snow White gripped Cassius's hips, her sharp nails biting

He gave it to her. Reaching down with his hand he pinched

Snow White was shattered with orgasm after orgasm, the

Cassius shouted as her cunt clamped around his thickened

His thrusts continued until every single drop of cum was

She reached up wearily and ran her hands along his sweat

"I lied to you," Cassius began, his voice sounding

Snow White laughed softly. "I never really thought you

Their lips met in a soft kiss, each pouring their newfound

Snow White signed in disgust. As first anniversaries went,

Growling under her breath, Snow White stormed through the

A quick glance at the hall clock had her throwing her hands

The door to their bedchamber was already open when Snow

Maybe the bath would help ease some of her tension, although

"Oh God, yes! Give me that hard cock!" The barely

By God, if Cassius was in there getting his rocks off, while

The sounds of sex were louder here, echoing slightly through

The amazing sight that greeted her had her gasping and then

"Christ, she's so fucking tight!" Growled the

Snow White choked off another gasp as the man turned his

The muscles in Malachi's thick arms clenched and rippled as

The young woman moaned in agreement.

Smack!

"You're ignoring your prince, bitch! Look, he has to

Cassius threw his head back and groaned with pleasure.

Hmm, he would have to remember this particular servant; she

"Hiss." The sound was torn from Cassius's throat

Snow White had completely forgotten her anger. Watching the

Sweat began to bead on her skin and her breath rasped in and

The first touch of her fingers against her clit almost had

Malachi hammered his cock deeper and deeper into the

The servant groaned in appreciation, loving the way the

Leaning over her, Malachi whispered, "Does your

The servant released the cock with a gasp. "Oh your

"You shall have your wish." Cassius remarked and

The servant cried out at the white hot flash of pain and

"A very good choice, Cassius. Her mouth is nothing

"Of course." His voice sounded harsh to his own

Cassius felt the familiar tingling sensations that signaled

Malachi smiled back and looked down on the servant with

The sudden sharp scream that erupted from the blond woman

Snow White moved the hand stroking her clit continuously,

Malachi squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. The

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

"Good. I'm going to remember you and you are going to

Malachi's words were too much for the young woman. Screams

That was the moment Malachi had been waiting for. With a

Snow White's own orgasm was only seconds away when her focus

Cassius watched the last orgasmic tremor shiver through

"That's it wench. Suck my cock. Show me how much you

The girl worshipped his organ, running loving hands up and

Cassius could withhold his orgasm no longer. It shot out

Snow White doubled over, as her knees grew weak from her

Cassius was completely caught up in the sensations piercing

When next Cassius opened his eyes, he found Malachi staring

"Was that your?"

"Umm, yes that would be my delightful Snow White. She

"Perhaps, we should teach her what happens to bad

"A very good idea. How about we start on it later, say

"How does your wife put up with your lack of

"I make up for it in other more adventurous ways."

"You wish."

"I will. That's a promise." The promise held a

Snow White smoothed the fabric at the back of her gown as

Cassius leaned down close to her ear and spoke in a whisper.

She jumped just a bit at the suddenness of his question.

"Maybe it's the fact that your hands are trembling.

"Nothing. I'm not nervous. You're just imagining

"Very well. Then we'll proceed with the party."

Cassius sat next to Snow White and waved his hands at the

"I'm fine. See." And she forked the bite into her

Cassius waited until she had taken a deep drink of wine

Snow White choked on the wine.

Smiling evilly, Cassius patted her back, helping to ease her

She lifted guilty eyes to study Cassius. What she saw did

Deciding on a course of action, Snow White plun

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When she was once more back in the room, Snow White lifted

Tanned hands brushed long, golden hair over thick, powerful

"Anything you say, princess." Derek replied.

He removed his shirt and then painstakingly inched his breeches

"No touchy feely Princess."

She pouted, but moved closer to the couch.

Derek slid his hands along the smooth skin of Sloan's

With a mental shake Derek willed his mind back to the task

Derek released Sloan's limp snake and spoke, "Get down

Leaning down, she ran her tongue over the silky smooth sac

sHe did this purely for her own pleasure, loving the taste

In the next instant three things happened. Snow White sucked

It only took a minute for the sleep to clear from Sloan's

Not once did Sloan open his eyes while he savored each

"Sloan's tongue can do a much better job on your cunt,

His eyes opened immediately, zeroing in on the naked woman

Snow White watched the erotic phallus in front of her with

She shrugged, dismissing her confusions. Taking the hand

"Oh!" She cried out, arching her back as Sloan's

A quick wiggle of her hips and Sloan grabbed her preventing

"Please! Please, I need more! Give me more!" She

Derek cleared his throat and spoke, "Get down here and

"Oh Fuck, yeah!" Sloan growled as her mouth

Christ, he had to get his mind off the pleasure his cock was

She shivered, moaning around the hard shaft in her mouth.

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

Derek looked at the stunned princess and realized that she

That was fine with him, while she recuperated. While he

Snow White stayed where she was, afraid that she had done

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

Sloan looked at her in astonishment. "Princess, we're

A searing look passed between the two.

Unfortunately, Snow White was unable to sit still. Her

"Poor Princess, you aren't going to last much longer

Snow White opened her eyes just as Sloan grabbed her and

The next thing she knew, the cold wood of the table was

Her mouth opened wide in a silent O and her nails dug small

Sloan moaned low in his throat. Her cunt was so tight and

"Oh!" She couldn't stop the cry of delight, the

Growling and grunting he drove in and out of the slick heat,

Sloan's flesh was hot, almost feverish against her own and

"Are you ready for my cock?"

Snow White relinquished the last shred of her control and

His sudden movement lodged his cock deeper inside the

"More Derek! Spank me more!"

The ecstasy he was experiencing was two-fold, his only

The orgasm hurtled through her tearing away all of her

"Oh Please! Oh Please! Oh Please! Oh Please!"

Her inner muscles clamped around his cock until he could barely

That was the end of it for him. Cum boiled up from his balls

Derek stepped up behind Sloan and hefted his sweaty body off

Sloan was still dribbling cum when Derek reached down and

Derek whispered more fuck words while his hips pumped,

Snow White opened her sleepy eyes in shock as he came. She

But the eyes, there was something wrong with the eyes that

A voice spoke in her mind. "I have left my mark branded

Cassius stayed entrenched in the golden god's body,

When the last trickle of cum was released he withdrew his

Snow White clutched her tutors to her seeking comfort from

The wedding was over and Snow White was married. She still

Well, she wasn't going to be idle any longer. Everything for

Creeping through the dimly lit corridors of Prince Cassius'

With a sigh of relief, she finally reached the door that

A sense of exhilaration and freedom came over her as she ran

When she reached the maze of shrubs at the very back of the

Crack!

The sound made her jump and fearing pursuit Snow White ran, constantly

It was her husband, Prince Cassius, looming over her like a

"You seek to escape me." Cassius stated.

"I will escape you." Snow White retorted with a

"Such delicious spirit. I have chosen well. But you

Snow White's eyes lit up with triumph.

"First of all, for each time I catch you in the maze I

She mulled it over in her head. Undoubtedly, he knew this

"I accept."

"Then be off, my dear. I'll be seeing you soon."

His mocking laughter followed her, like a bad omen.

Transporting himself to the center of the maze, Cassius

Moving to a bench that would be hidden from his bride's

Snow White paused to look over her map one last time,

"I think we'll start with the skirt first."

Stunned, she turned around to find Cassius sitting on a

"You won't make it." He stated simply.

Admitting defeat, Snow White dropped her bag onto the ground

"Stop." He said. "You will allow me to have

She dropped her hands and looked above his head,

"Hmm, should I take it down or should I take it up.

Warm, calloused hands gripped her ankle beneath her skirt.

"You have such soft, yielding skin. I'm sure I will

She shook her head.

"No? Well, we shall see won't we?"

Her attention was drawn back to his hands, more specifically

Cassius gave a deep laugh. "My dear, your thoughts and

Snow White ignored the question.

He sighed. "Very well, wife, I will divest you of your

The delighted look on his handsome face proved to Snow White

Raising his face, he stared into her eyes letting her see

"I want nothing of you. That is the proof that you

"Liar!" Cassius growled in anger and reaching up

Snow White did not expect what Cassius did next. Her

"Oh God!" She screamed over and over again until

Snow White just moaned, too exhausted to even smile.

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"Are you ready for more, lass?" Samson breathed

She nodded weakly.

"Good."

Solid arms wrapped around her holding her in an unbreakable

"Easy lass. Don't tense up. Just relax and before you

Twice more Gabriel inserted his creamed fingers deep into her

Samson's tightened his grip around Snow White, watching as

Snow White felt shaken to the core as the rest of Gabriel's

Her tutors were breathing heavily and wearing the same

"Put your hands on the bed and brace yourself, girl.

The instant she placed her hands on the bed it began. Hands

The sordid sight of his shaft being engulfed by her ass

Snow White's mouth was open against Samson's neck. Her

For Snow White the hot flashes of ecstasy were too acute to

The look of wonderment and pleasure on her face was

Gabriel felt like his cock was in a vice. Her muscles had

The first rapturous blast of cum caught him unexpectedly,

Gabriel withdrew one more time before slamming as deep as he

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, too exhausted to even smile.

The faint sounds of flesh smacking flesh caused goose bumps to

Filling her lungs with air that felt heavy with tension, she

The sight that greeted her froze Snow White on the spot.

He glanced up when the door opened, smiling in amusement at

The shiver that crept along her skin caught his notice. His

Snow White tore her eyes away from the scene in front of

The silence in the room broke through her thoughts. Glancing

"Yes master." She replied meekly, bowing her

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

Snow White watched Devlin move towards her. She was torn

He was almost upon her when she bolted for the door. It was

"Bind her!" Devlin ordered Hannah.

Snow White was too scared to resist as her hands and ankles

When he straightened she caught a glimpse of his face and

But, in truth, Devlin was not angry with the princess. No,

She watched him as he moved away unable to keep from

Devlin stopped momentarily in front of a small table and

"Remove the clothing." He said to Hannah.

Hannah did as told. Several times she had to tug very hard

When she was naked, Devlin moved behind her and carried her

"Get on the table and display yourself, Hannah."

Hannah's movements were slow and sensual as she situated

Embarrassed at having the slave so openly displayed mere

"I have let you go unpunished once, I will allow no

"She has a very beautiful cunt, doesn't she?"

A light tug on her hair made her agree immediately.

His hands continued to rub every inch of Hannah's cunt and

The look of disgust on the princess's face loosed a devil

Hannah tensed but did not scream as the finger withdrew as

"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

She would have bitten him but one look at the unbridled fury

"Good idea." He said knowing exactly what she had

Her nipple throbbed painfully and her stomach churned at

He smiled in satisfaction at the first tentative touch of

Another wicked thought popped into his head. He drew his

When Devlin was sure that every last remnant of cunny cream

"Delicious." He rumbled against her lips. Minutes

"I'm very pleased with my slave's patience. You've been

Leaning over, he opened a drawer built into the table and

Snow White found herself silently praying that it would not

Devlin also pulled out two padded cuffs with straps attached

Sprawling on his side with his head near Hannah's bent legs,

Snow white watched hypnotized by Devlin's sensual

He twisted his head to look at Snow White. The glazed look

With an abrupt movement, he straddled Hannah with his back

Snow White heard the breathless moan the slave gave, as a

Devlin continued with the torment, reveling in the way

His eyes had a magnetic effect on Snow White, almost as if

Hannah's hips raised in a silent plea for more, which Devlin

Leaning towards her he brushed the phallus over her lips.

Taking the cock away, he leaned back and slid it through the

With a sharp thrust he plunged it into Hannah's cunt, her

Satisfied that the carved wooden cock was in as deep as it

Devlin couldn't hold back his groan at the sight of the

Devlin broke out of his trance, stunned that he had become

Snow White no longer felt embarrassment or disgust at what

But more than that her own pleasure was also increasing

Helplessly her eyes closed in submission. When she opened

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Cassius shut the door and returned to the Queen. With

He smiled slyly. "The spell will only allow you the

A knock sounded at the door.

"Enter." He called out.

The guard entered followed by a rather tall statuesque woman

Cassius sat on a couch against the far wall, his eyes

She walked towards Adrian, her movements sultry and smooth.

Cautiously, he sat. His reaction turning to shock as the

Stunned eyes looked at the Prince who nodded an assent. A

Full pale peach globes unfettered by panties awaited the

A high-pitched shriek escaped the muffling effects of the

Adrian kneaded the stinging flesh before raising his hand

For several minutes the only sounds in the room were the

Prince Cassius' eyes fell on the maid still standing near

"Come here, my beauty." Cassius called to her.

A blush stained her cheeks at being caught but she readily

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

His mouth opened on a wordless moan as she pounced on his

"Fuck Yes!" He growled dropping his head back to

She swallowed, the motion forcing his cock deeper while her

"Shit! Oh Christ, Do That Again!" His hands fisted

It was even better the second time, his whole body arched up

Adrian roughly pushed the Queens thighs apart as she lay on

"Ah, Yes!" She screamed. "More! Give me more!"

"I'll give you more, later, bitch. But first I'm going

"Adrian." Cassius called over to him.

Adrian glanced over to find the Prince enjoying what looked

"I do believe the Queen needs some air, why don't you

An erotic plan began to form in Adrian's mind at the

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

The Queen felt herself lifted up, her skirts haphazardly

"Look my Queen, there are several people for you to

The Queen felt her skirts lifted in the back and Adrian

The minute she began speaking Adrian latched onto her cunt,

He paused, his muffled voice rising to her ears. "Ask

"Please, no."

"Do it!" He commanded.

Embarrassed, she mumbled the question.

"Louder." He yanked on her hair causing her to

"Would you like to see my breasts?" She yelled

"Hell, yes!" Someone in the back of the crowd

The crowd watched in amazement as a pair of hands reached

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

"Are you getting a nice finger fuck!" said

"Lift your skirts so we can watch him lash your clit

"What a wonderful idea." Adrian murmured.

Hesitantly, she raised her skirts to the sound of more

"Look, it's Adrian! Give it to her Adrian! Suck on her

"Fuck her with your fingers Adrian! Make her scream for

The sounds of the crowd urging him on just made Adrian's

The crowd grew silent as the Queen rose on tiptoes. Her

"Cumming! Oh God, I'm Cumming!" She screamed to

The crowd roared its approval while Adrian swept the

Cassius had watched the entire performance through

"Tell me, my beauty, has the Queen ever taken a woman

"No, your highness. She has no leanings in that

"Naughty, naughty wench." He laughed in her ear

"I might have." She retorted.

"Ah, then you wouldn't find it too taxing to have your

She stared at the Queen who was still oblivious to anything.

"You have my word, that when you and Adrian are

"Then, I think that I would definitely like to see her

Cassius willed the Queen to awaken and when she did, pulled

The Queen visibly shrank from what the Prince intended for

Prince Cassius' eyes darkened to black. Power gathered

His calm voice did not betray the anger raging inside him

He pushed the maid forward until he could reach between

"Oh!" She breathed out.

"Here, let me help you with your legs." He reached

"Get your face in there, bitch, I want that tongue on

The Queen had no strength left, so it was easy for Cassius

Silky down tickled her nose, bringing her back to reality.

"Oh come on! Give it a nice long lick!" The maid

The Queens tongue flicked out again, this time dipping into

"Better, but still not good enough. Suck it into your

"Wait!" Cassius interrupted. "Your lovely

The queen sucked the aching kernel deep into her mouth,

She did not notice Cassius removing his hands and motioning

She moaned into the maids' twat.

"Don't you take that mouth off of my clit!" The

It was not an easy task. Adrian's hands gripped her hips,

"Do you like tasting twat, your majesty?" Cassius

She released the maid's clit, unable to let an opportunity

"Shame on you, your majesty. How can you say these

After that the fucking took on a feverish intensity, the

Adrian's fingers dug into the Queens hips, holding her still

Every part of the Queens body pulsed and shook as her orgasm

Now! Now was the perfect moment for his final insult to the

Snow White stared in fascination at the scandalous image in

She lifted her hands and touched the silky see-through

Her hands continued down into the opening where the crotch

"Your highness, I must finish dressing you and take you

Once more Snow White turned to the mirror watching as the

Before she could protest the servants quick fingers pulled

She was still examining the clamps when the servant returned

When she stepped into the room Gabriel, the barbarian, with

"So, my pretty lass, have you been studying very hard

"Yes, sir." She replied shakily.

Gabriel's smile widened. "That's good to hear, girl.

Snow White stared at them, uncertain whether she had heard

"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

The heat from his body penetrated through her clothing

She nodded her head shakily.

"Good. Begin by looking directly

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Snow White was scared. Actually terrified would be a better

Snow White was pulled into the room and left to stand just

"Come here, girl." The silken voice slid over her

Snow White looked to where the voice had come from and found

"Come here now, girl." Derek ordered again. He

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

"You have a lovely ass. And your lips are so full, and

Hesitantly, Snow White slid her index finger through the

"What a wonderful sight. Give me a taste of those

She leaned over the chair and brought her finger to his

"Very tasty. I will definitely require a better taste

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

"Well, that soothed my feelings, but it didn't soothe

The blush on her cheeks intensified as she got on her knees

Derek threw his head back and laughed. "Is that what you

His skin was warm. She circled her finger around the head

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

Snow White did, delighting in the shivery moan he gave. Squeezing

Derek's breath hissed out and his cocked jumped in her hand.

She drew her fingernail up and down his cock, along the

She could tell when he had enough, when his hand speared

A mischievous glint entered her eyes. Teasingly, she stuck

Derek clenched his fingers on the arms of the chair and

She could see his eyes watching her every move. She liked

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

She rubbed the tip over her tongue in slow circles.

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

Around and around and over his balls she swirled her tongue.

"God, I can't take any more of that. I need to feel my

He didn't give her time to answer, before pulling her head

Her mouth opened, and he pulled her down the last few inches

"Fuck!" He roared.

Snow White tightened her lips around his cock eliciting

Snow White loved feeling his cock sliding in and out of her

Derek stared at her intently for several seconds before

Snow White would remember that. Eagerly, She engulfed his

"Ah!" He yelled, his hands fisting at his sides.

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

Her body tightened further at his words. It was so nasty, so

Snow White stared into his eyes, watching him watch her

She could feel him getting closer and closer to orgasm. But

Finally she brought him to the begging point.

Snow White sped the tempo up even more, stroking her mouth

"Oh God! Oh God! Here it comes! Take it! Take it!"

His hands had grabbed Snow White's hair when he started

Only when the last tremor eased from his body did he release

When she was settled on him, Derek leaned his head back and closed

Suddenly, Snow White's unfulfilled body twitched. She felt

"My poor little slut, you haven't gotten to come yet,

His hands pulled her back to lean against his chest before

"Look how wet and swollen your pretty cunny is. Does it

She nodded.

"Well, my beautiful little slut, it's not going to get

"Please, Derek I very much want you to play with my

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

Snow White could tell that he really did like her plea

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

His right hand brushed through the raven curls at her twat,

"Oh!" Snow White cried out.

Over and over again Derek slid his finger up and down her

"Shush!" He reassured her when she cried out in

His other hand had come up and spread her twat lips wide

"Who!" Snow White breathed out.

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

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

His finger flicked faster, their eyes watching the mirror

He stopped.

"No!" She screamed. Her hand was grabbed before

"No, girl. I changed my mind. I don't want you to come

She was pushed up, swaying on her feet. Derek strode past

He stared deep into Snow White's eyes and spoke, "Come

A quiver past through his body at the erotic image his words

Snow White practically ran to the bed, causing Derek to

"Oh!" She jumped as he blew gently up and down her

One of his hands reached up to her head and pushed her down

Derek waited until her mouth was sliding up and down his

"Ump!" She cried out around his cock when he sucked

She had difficulty concentrating on what she was doing.

"Oh yes." A long thick finger steadily pushed

Pulling his cock forward she licked and sucked his balls

Soon the only sounds in the room were slurping noises, and

Snow White bore down on his finger, fucking herself with it,

Frantically they fucked each other's mouth, their hips a

She collapsed on top of Derek, her hair covering his now

"You definitely earned yourself an A for your lesson in

"Thank you for the lesson." She replied.

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

Snow White caught a glimpse of her third tutor as she was

But then the image from the other day of what he had said

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

"No." Snow White replied, not lifting her eyes.

There was laughter in his voice when he spoke. "Well,

But when she did the amusement left him for he could see the

She gave him a scornful look.

"You don't believe me." He stated. "Well my

His hand was there to guide her once she was on the bed and

He smiled at her a knowing sensual smile that let her know

Snow White bent her arms and touched her lips to his. They

His hands fisted in her hair, holding Snow White steady

"For future reference, wench," he rasped out

He scooted down on the bed until his head was directly under

Snow White shivered, as his tongue tasted her nipples just

"Then I like to nip at the skin so that I can get a

She inhaled sharply at the erotic torture his teeth

"And then, when I can stand the torment no longer, I take

She cried out in a shivery voice as he sucked a nipple deep

"Mmm." He moaned out releasing the nipple.

He kissed each breast once more and then slid down and out

"Open the box." He commanded.

She reached out with one hand and released the lock on the