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them.”
    Appreciating the humor, Caitie eyed the woman’s long, blonde hair. It fell like a sheet of molten gold past her butt. She smiled. “They going to lock you in one of those turrets?”
    “I sure hope so.” She indicated a woman in a silky, sexy white nightgown. “This is Wendy.”
    “Ah, your partner is Peter Pan.”
    “Nope. Captain Hook.” She tossed her dark, blonde head and jerked her chin toward a man wearing an elaborate eye patch that masked half his face .
    Caitie let out a low sound of appreciation. “He does look like a strong seafaring captain.” The man’s shoulders were broad, his waist narrow. He wore a leather vest that hung open and leather pants and boots. He had a magnificent chest. Aware of the women staring at him, he shoved his hands onto his hips and planted his feet apart.
    “Don’t see his hook,” she whispered.
    Wendy giggled. “Not looking in the right spot. Lower, sweetie. All he has to do is whip that bad boy out, and he’s hooked me.”
    The women laughed. Rapunzel nudged the other woman in their group. “This is Goldilocks. Goldie here is going to have fun with her three bears.”
    “Three? At once?” Caitie blushed when everyone laughed at her shocked expression.
    “Hell, yes.” The mask didn’t hide the gleam in her eyes.
    “Definitely a newbie,” a dry voice inserted.
    Caitie glanced at the newcomer and met the amused gaze of a woman wearing a black mask and skimpy, black bustier. The woman swished her riding crop against her black stockings and lifted a brow.
    “ Evil Fairy from Sleeping Beauty ,” the woman in black introduced herself.
    Rapunzel grinned and leaned close. “She’s a Domme. She’s going to be doing the spanking this weekend.”
    “Spanking?” Caitie’s voice rose to a squeak. No one said anything about spankings. She eyed the crop. Or whips .
    “And a whole lot of riding.” The evil fairy smiled fiercely.
    The women around Caitie chuckled. She gave a weak smile. Maize had some explaining to do. In the meantime, she’d make it clear to her partner that there would be no pain. None. Zip. Zero.
    The Domme ran the tip of her riding crop across the tops of Caitie’s breasts. “And you are…Sleeping Beauty?”
    “No. Belle.”
    “Ah.” The evil fairy scanned the men. “Don’t see your beast.”
    “There is that wickedly delicious wolf there.” Rapunzel licked her lips.
    “I believe he has his little playmate already.” The evil fairy indicated the woman in the red satin cloak.
    Once again, Caitie tried to guess which of the deliciously sexy men was hers as she listened to the banter of the women. As more people joined the participants, Caitie and the others made a game of guessing what role each would play and which hunk belonged to which woman.
    She’d pegged Red Riding Hood and Cinderella. And blushed when Mary and Little Bo Peep entered. If she thought her costume revealing, Bo’s skirt was nonexistent in the back and she wore only a red thong. And what a relief that the two women boldly claimed the three men huddled together like a flock of sheep. Caitie thanked the gods that they were taken out of the running.
    She scanned the room again and noted that people were getting restless. Anticipation and lust filled the air. “What are we waiting for?”
    “For the queen, of course,” Rapunzel said.
    At that moment, the doors opened and the butler stepped inside to announce, “Queen Grimhilde.”
    A tall woman entered. Her black corset pushed her breasts up and out, and a sheer, lacy skirt with red accents barely covered her crotch in front. Four men in skintight leather followed. Each wore a full mask. Silence fell. Caitie recognized Glorie Amadori. Everything about her screamed Domme, and she admitted to finding Glorie a very scary Domme at that.
    “Good afternoon, my lovely subjects. I'm Queen Grimhilde, Snow White's evil stepmother, and as I survey all of you gathered in this room, I declare that I am still the fairest