"What?!?!?!?!?" gasped Snowy. She was being abused by two pygmies and they wanted to know her age?
Hippy squeezed the stiff nipples, slowly increasing the pressure until they were flattened in her grip. Snowy yelped in pain and struggled in her bindings.
"I asked you a question, girl," said Hippy. "How old are you?"
Snowy yelped again at the pain coursing through her chest. "Nineteen! I'm nineteen!"
Hippy released the nipples and leaned forward, kissing each of the abused buds. "Nice young meat," she said. "You will serve us for many, many years."
"Don't make me cum!" begged Snowy. She could feel herself nearing a climax as Chesty's tongue continued to torment her. Chesty would suck the girl's clit into her mouth and then release it to let her tongue flutter over the little nubbin. It was driving Snowy crazy. And for some reason, the abuse to her nipples only made the situation worse. She almost climaxed as the pain had surged through her breasts and now Hippy's suckling on them was sending unwanted thrills through her bound and stretched body.
"Arrggghhhh," she finally groaned as the climax struck her. The two Petites kept their lips and tongues working and made sure that the orgasm continued. Snowy's body tensed and she quivered in her bindings, but still they kept up their attack. A second orgasm erupted, causing her to shudder. She was groaning nonstop now and her head rolled back with her eyes tightly closed. Her entire body was covered with a light sheen of perspiration and she wailed, begging for mercy.
Finally, the assault ended. Chesty leaned back and rested her bottom on her heels. Hippy stopped tormenting the nipples and kissed the upper swells of each breast before stepping back. Snowy just hung in the frame lifelessly and whimpered.
Chapter 5
"Awwwww," pouted Hippy as she walked into the room. "I liked that little heart."
Snowy was once again bound. This time she was tied to an X frame that had been tilted horizontal. Her arms and legs were splayed widely, making all of her delectable body parts available for play. Missing, however, was the little heart shaped tuft of hair over her Venus mound.
"But she looks much sleeker this way," said Busty, "and much sexier."
"Hmmmm," replied Hippy. "I didn't think it was possible for her to get any sexier. Why is she gagged?"
"She complains too much," commented Busty as she ran two fingers over the captive's petals, coaxing them open. "We should have called her Yappy instead of Snowy. She kept protesting while I was shaving her."
Hippy stepped up behind Busty and reached around her, gathering the generous breasts in her hands and squeezing them lovingly. Busty had the day off and was just wearing her deer skins, making it easy for Hippy to claim the wondrous orbs. "I know someone else who can't get any sexier."
Busty giggled and turned her head to kiss Hippy before returning her attention back to the slavegirl. "Awww, I bet you say that to all the girls."
"Nah," replied Hippy as she captured the nipples and rolled them back and forth. "Only the extremely sexy ones. You're right, though. Snowy does look nice with a bald pussy. Maybe I should give you the same look."
"You don't like my little red bush?" asked Busty.
Hippy released a breast and slipped her hand under Busty's skirt, letting her fingers stroke the little tuft of hair on her mound. "I love your little red bush. That's why I dine on it so often." She slid her fingers lower and found Busty's petals already slick with arousal and opened.
Busty giggled again. "And I love you dining on it. I was jut going to let Snowy up so she could do her chores. Do you have anything you need her to do?"
"Well, I am awfully horny," replied Hippy.
Busty laughed. "I'll take care of that. No sense in wasting a slave's time on that. She could be doing laundry or preparing dinner instead."
They had owned Snowy for almost a year at this point. While she still complained at times, she did eventually resign herself to her new lot in life. Over time, she had gained more and more freedom and was bound these days mostly for recreational purposes.
Snowy was tall for a girl and was especially tall in comparison to the Seven Petites. It was almost comical to see her standing among a group of them where she towered over them. They liked her height, however. It placed her luscious breasts within easy reach of their mouths.
Busty removed the gag and then released the bindings before helping Snowy to her feet. The tall woman stretched her lithe form and then thanked her mistresses before setting out to do her chores.
The adjustment to life as a slave had been difficult at first. As a princess, she had been able to command everyone around her. Now, everyone around her was able to command her. But over time, she had adapted. It helped that all of the Petites were so loving. Even Grumpy, who sometimes inflicted pain on her, was very loving toward her. Grumpy just liked to experiment on beautiful women with electricity and hot wax and needles and things.
The adjustment was also made easier by the gradual realization that Hippy had been right. Her stepmother had paid someone to kill her. So if she returned to her former life, she would simply be slain.
So she accepted the fact that she was Snowy the slavegirl instead of Caroline the princess. Once she got to that point, things became easier for her.
It also helped that the sex was so good and so frequent. She was amazed at how powerful her orgasms were with the Petites and how many times a day she could climax. She missed having a good cock to fuck but the Petites had their dildos which was almost as good.
She was kept naked all of the time. It had been a year since she had worn anything other than a collar or bindings. Hippy was teaching her how to hunt and she even ventured out into the forest naked. Occasionally, Hippy would also hunt naked and Snowy had grown to admire the sleek form of the Petite with the compact breasts. In fact, she wished her breasts were more like Hippy's. In her mind, hers were too large.
Some of the Petites liked large breasts, she knew. They seemed to love to play with hers. But large breasts weren't very practical, especially when she was running through the forest chasing after wounded prey.
Whenever Hippy took her hunting, they would make love in the forest. At first, Snowy was uncomfortable with this for fear that someone would spy on their lewd activities. But after awhile, she overcame her fear. Now, it seemed very natural to lie down in a bed of ferns and eat her mistress or watch her beautiful mistress eat her.
"Dopey has the girl's rings ready," said Busty after Snowy had left to do her chores.
"Oh good," replied Hippy. "Just in time." Tomorrow was Snowy's birthday and they had all agreed to give her a pair of nipple rings. Since Dopey was the artist, she was commissioned to design and make the rings. They would pierce her nipples tomorrow and present her with her gift.
Hippy wrapped her arms around Busty and kissed her, slowly backing her toward the frame that had just been vacated by their slavegirl. It had been a long time since she had bound the beautiful Petite and she thought she would have a little fun with her friend this afternoon.
"Uh oh," said Busty as she felt the frame bump into her butt.
"Uh oh is right," smiled Hippy. She slipped the sash off of Busty and then untied the knot that held the leather skirt up. Both articles of clothing fell to the floor and Hippy pushed on Busty's shoulders until she was lying on the frame. She had to adjust the bindings so they would work on the much smaller girl but quickly had the diminutive woman bound and stretched tightly.
"What if someone walks in?" asked Busty.
"Then you have a real uh oh on your hands."