Snow White and the Evil Queen (Futanari Erotica Fairy Tales) Read Free Page B

needed to fool the
people around her into thinking she was under their control.
    She
would eventually get her revenge, but for now the only thing she could do was
play along.
    She
managed to fool them until her eleventh birthday.
    That
was the day she met the Queen in person for the first time.
    She
had seen the woman before, but only from afar. She had never stood a step away
from the woman that had murdered her father, looked right into her face, and
saw her eyes.
    Snow
didn’t say anything, she didn’t make a single threatening gesture, but the Evil
Queen saw the rage and the need of revenge in her eyes … and then laughed,
loudly, amused.
    She
reached out and took Snow’s face into her hands, feeling the soft skin and turning
her face upwards until they were looking directly into each other’s eyes.
    Then
the Queen smiled and released Snow White, walking around the girl, her eyes
roving over the child’s body, before she turned and left.
    Snow
White shuddered.
    She
knew hate and anger, but whatever emotion she had seen on the Queen’s eyes
unsettled her, and she couldn’t help but start fearing the other woman as well.
    Had
Snow been a little older, a little more experienced, she might have understood
the look for what it was. A mix of lust, not just sexual lust, although it was
also in there, but a lust for the power and dominance possession of Snow White
would bring her.
    Snow
tried to forget that look, but she would sometimes wake shivering in the night,
the memory of the Queen’s eyes making her tremble.
    From
that point forward Snow found her path crossing the Queen’s many times.
    Royalty
wasn’t imprisoned as regular people, or even nobility, were. While the Queen
was forbidden from leaving the palace grounds, she was quite free to roam them
as she desired.
    It
didn’t take long for Snow White to realize the woman was hounding her, teasing
her, making them bump into each other as many times as possible. She knew the
Queen was amused by Snow’s reaction on the day they first met.
    She
tried to ignore the woman, making it seem as if she couldn’t be bothered by her
or her actions, but the Queen had seen her true feelings and wasn’t fooled.
    Snow’s
studies became harsher, more focused on politics and war. The Queen was
challenging her, daring her to try and do something, to fight against her.
    Snow’s
pride and need of revenge rattled her mind, but she controlled herself and
refused to let the Queen goad her into acting unthinkingly.
    She
swallowed her pride and her fury and her spirit, and held on, carefully
thinking about her every move, her every thought, hoping for the day she would
have her revenge.
    And
the years slowly went by.
    *******
    Snow
met who she would consider her first true friend when she was fourteen.
    She
never imagined she would call someone from the Evil Kingdom a friend, but Anna
was special. Snow got to know her, when the girl, a recruit of the Queen’s
personal guard, arrived at the capital.
    The
young princess found the then eighteen year old near tears when she was
supposed to guard her. Pity moved Snow, and she questioned Anna about her mood.
After some coercing, the girl talked.
    What
she told Snow made the young girl hate the Queen even more.
    The
Amazon’s – the Queen’s personal guards – weren’t responsible for just guarding
her. From what Anna told Snow, they were also supposed to be the Queen’s
concubines, ready and willing to provide any pleasure and entertainment their
Queen desired. That night would be Anna’s first time as the Queen’s bed
partner.
    Snow
long held suspicions about that fact. It was something usually rumored about
when someone spoke about the Queen’s personal guards.
    What
Snow hadn’t known was that the female guards didn’t seem to have much of a
choice, at least at first. Some of the older guards had seemingly told Anna to
‘suck it up’ and do her duty when she told them she didn’t wish to sleep with
the