Snow White -- Unplugged

The Wicked Queen was at her wits end. For months she had been submitting Snow White to nightly sessions in her dungeon, inflicting the pain and degradation that the Queen found so exciting.

At first it had all been so easy. A simple strap-on had been enough to do the job. Even with some cream to help things along, it was sufficient for the Queen to slip the little beast into Snow White's tight young ass to have her shrieking. Evening after evening, the queen would slide her weapon between Snow White's cheeks, bury it in her behind, and then play with her young victim like a fisherman with his catch. And the Queen was as expert as any champion angler. She knew that it did not do to take things too fast -- once inside, you had to ease off to let your victim recover from the pain of that first penetration. Then once the body had adjusted to the idea of this anal invasion, the fun could begin. A few deep slow thrusts at first, each one bringing out a whimper of pain from Snow White. Then as these subsided, the Queen would slowly build up the tempo. As the tempo increased, so did Snow White's cries, and these combined with the rubbing of the strap-on against her own clit would bring the Queen to a shuddering climax.

Her first release over, the Queen would try different things out. Leaning back would force Snow White to arch her back and buck to try and escape the pain. Pushing up would take her to the limit of the chains which bound her wrists and ankles -- then when there was nowhere left to go, the slightest extra pressure would bring further shrieks of pain.

But as time went on, Snow White became hardened to this treatment and was able to take the dildo with hardly a whimper.

The Queen was therefore forced to use more and more extreme measures.

First she moved to a studded strap-on. The first time she used it, Snow White gasped in pain as it was thrust into her tight young ass, and she writhed and twisted the whole time as the Queen fucked her mercilessly. However, in no time at all Snow White was taking this with no trouble at all -- indeed, it was bringing her to her own shuddering climaxes.

Next came the mighty ribbed monster, known as the 'Plug'. Ten inches long, with thick horizontal ribs all the way along this resembled something you hammer into a wall. And it took some hammering in too -- with lubrication it was a good ten minutes work to work it fully into place. Without lubrication -- and increasingly the Queen was forcing Snow White to take her treatment without any assistance -, it could be a good thirty minutes work on the Queen's part to drive the monster home.

However, during the whole process Snow White would only utter the occasional grunt. Once The Plug was finally in place, this would leave Snow White slightly dazed -- but ready to enjoy whatever depredations the Queen could devise for her tortured body.

Then the Queen had an evil brainwave. At their next session Snow White was puzzled to find that instead of the usual chains, the Queen tied ropes to her hands and feet. The ropes went over pulleys installed in the ceiling, and the Queen had the other ends tied off next to her.

At first things proceeded as normal -- the Queen had selected the studded strap-on and Snow White was quite looking forward to feeling its little studs exciting the walls of her stretched back passage. The Queen perched Snow White over the end, and slowly forced the dildo in. As ever the first penetration was painful, but once she was firmly installed on the black monster, Snow White waited for the Queen to begin working on her. This she did, with her usual slow thrusts. Suddenly she stopped and reached for the ropes. Bracing herself, the Queen tugged hard on the ropes -- and Snow White was yanked upwards. The pain was intense, but the Queen hadn't quite got her timing right. Next time however it was spot on -- pulling back hard on the ropes the Queen pulled the dildo out at the same time -- and Snow White was abruptly torn off the studded beast. Every single stud seemed to tear her flesh as she flew into the air, letting out a mighty shriek of pain. Now the Queen was back in business!