Snow White And The Seven Dwarves

Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a Queen sat at a window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of black ebony. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the window at the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and three drops of blood fell upon the snow. And the red looked pretty upon the white snow, and she thought to herself, would that I had a child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as the wood of the window-frame.

That night the King came to the Queens chamber. With gentle touches and fond caress he kissed her, coaxing her mouth to open under his as his tongue probed and licked and teased. Guiding her stand beside the large bed, he held her, stroking his hands down her smooth back, unlacing her constricting gown. With the laces parted her breasts sprang forth, the nipples hard and rosy beneath his palms as he caressed them. His lips nibbling down her silky neck he made his tongue to circle the hardened nub. She gasped a little as he took it into his mouth, tantalizing it, making her moan. Switching to her other breast, he gave it the attention it craved.

Pushing her dress down and off, he revealed the rest of her delectable body to his sight. Laying her gently on the bed, he quickly disrobed to stand proud before her, giving her time to rove her eyes over her husband and kings body. As always her breath caught as she allowed herself to gaze upon his manhood. He tried to hold himself back, savoring the anticipation, but it overcame him quickly, he ached to touch her body again.

Going to the foot of the bed, he moved between her legs, parting her thighs with gentle hands before dipping his head to taste of her sweetness. She was ready for him, her juices stimulated by his gentle and loving hands. His tongue probing, flicking, dancing in her folds. She moaned, arching her back, pressing herself to his lips as waves of pleasure came upon her. Raising himself over her, the King drove his stiffened penis into her warm well, his desire strong. With firm movements he plunged into her, his desire mounting with each stroke until he felt her body tremble, holding him in its grip as she orgasmed with a cry. With a final thrust, the King emptied his seed deep into her womb.

Soon after that she had a little daughter, who was as white as snow, and as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony, and she was therefore called Snow-White. And when the child was born, the Queen died and the King mourned.

After a year had passed the King took to himself another wife, as he needed to provide an heir to the throne. She was a beautiful woman, but proud and haughty, and she could not bear that anyone else should surpass her in beauty. The King did not love her as he had his first wife, but she brought with her ties to other lands so he could maintain peace with the surrounding kingdoms. The Queen had a wonderful looking-glass, and when she stood in front of it and looked at herself in it, and said, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all". The looking glass answered:

"Thou, O Queen, art the fairest of all."

Then she was satisfied, for she knew that the looking glass spoke the truth.

But Snow-White was growing up, and grew more and more beautiful, and when she was eighteen years old she was as beautiful as the day, and more beautiful than the Queen herself was. And once when the Queen asked her looking glass, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all". It answered:

"Thou art fairer than all who are here, Lady Queen.

But more beautiful still is Snow-White, as I ween."

Then the Queen was shocked, and turned yellow and green with envy. From that hour, whenever she looked at Snow-White, her heart heaved in her breast, she hated the girl so much. And envy and pride grew higher and higher in her heart like a weed, so that she had no peace day or night. She called a Huntsman with whom she had been having an affair, and said, "Take the child away into the forest. I will no longer have her in my sight. Kill her, and bring me back her lung and liver as a token. If you do not, I will tell the King that you seduced me and you will be hanged." The Huntsman obeyed, and took her away but when he had drawn his knife, and was about to pierce Snow-White's innocent heart, she began to weep, and said, "Ahh dear Huntsman, leave me my life. I will run away into the wild forest, and never come home again."

In his anger at the Queen for bribing him do such a wicked deed, the Huntsman lashed out at Snow-White, tearing her clothes and forcing her to her knees. His anger and desire for the beautiful Snow-White was such that his cock grew proud and demanding. Using the knife he cut the remaining laces of her dress and dragged it off her unblemished body. Seeking to save her life, Snow-White submitted to his rough handling, and when he grabbed at her she forced herself not to flinch away from his touch. Throwing her to the ground he unlaced his breeches and revealed his tumescent prick. Snow-White lay on her back amid the leaves of the ground as the Huntsman plowed into her furrow, piercing her innocence and causing her much pain. As he drove into her in his fury, Snow-White tried to divert her mind away from her body and stared at the sky through the branches of the trees above. Her sobbing and pained cries broke through the rage the Huntsman felt and with that realization, his cock grew limp and he lost the desire to hurt her more.

And as she was so beautiful the Huntsman had pity on her and said, "Run away, then, you poor girl." The wild beasts will soon have devoured you, thought he, and yet it seemed as if a stone had been rolled from his heart since it was no longer needful for him to kill her. And as a young bear just then came running by he stabbed it again and again, venting his remaining rage at the body, and cut out its lung and liver and took them to the Queen as proof that the child was dead. The Cook had to salt them, and the wicked Queen ate them, and thought she had eaten the lung and liver of Snow-White.

But now the poor girl was all alone in the great forest, and so terrified that she looked at all the leaves on the trees, and did not know what to do. Then she began to run, and ran over sharp stones and through thorns; her already torn clothing catching and ripping further and the wild beasts ran past her, but did her no harm.

She ran as long as her feet would go until it was almost evening, then she saw a little cottage and went into it to rest herself. Everything in the cottage was small, but neater and cleaner than can be told. There was a table on which was a white cover, set with seven places and against the wall stood seven beds side by side, and covered with Snow-White counterpanes.

Snow-White was so hungry and thirsty that she ate some vegetables and bread from each plate and drank a drop of wine out of each mug, for she did not wish to take all from one only.

When it was quite dark the owners of the cottage came back. They were seven dwarfs who dug and delved in the mountains for ore. They lit their seven candles, and as it was now light within the cottage they saw that someone had been there, for everything was not in the same order in which they had left it.

One looked round and saw Snow-White, lying asleep on one of the beds. And he called the others, who came running up, and they cried out with astonishment, and brought their seven candles and let the light fall on Snow-White. "Oh, heavens, oh, heavens," cried they, "what a lovely girl." And they were so glad that they did not wake her up, but let her sleep on in the bed. And the dwarf who's bed it was slept with his companions, one hour with each, and so passed the night.

When it was morning Snow-White awoke, and was frightened when she saw the seven dwarfs. But they were friendly and asked her what her name was. "My name is Snow-White", she answered.

How have you come to our house, said the dwarfs. Then she told them that her stepmother had wished to have her killed, but that the Huntsman had spared her life, and that she had run for the whole day, until at last she had found their dwelling.

The dwarfs said, "If you will take care of our house, cook, make the beds, sleep with us, wash, sew and knit, and if you will keep everything neat and clean you can stay with us and you shall want for nothing."

"Yes," said Snow-White, "with all my heart." And she stayed with them. She kept the house in order for them. In the mornings they went to the mountains and looked for copper and gold, in the evenings they came back, and then their supper had to be ready. After supper one of the dwarfs would take her into his bed and sleep with her. They pleasured her and were pleasured in return, for she fell in love with each of them, and they helped her forget the rough handling of the Huntsman with their tender touches and lips and tongues. The girl was alone the whole day, so the good dwarfs warned her every day before they left and said, "Beware of your step-mother, she will soon know that you are here, be sure to let no one come in."

But the Queen, believing that she had eaten Snow-White's lung and liver, could not but think that she was again the first and most beautiful of all, and she went to her looking-glass and said, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all." And the glass answered:

"Oh, Queen, Thou art fairest of all I see,

But over the hills, where the seven dwarfs dwell,

Snow-White is still alive and well,

And none is so fair as she."

Then she was astounded, for she knew that the looking glass never spoke falsely, and she knew that the Huntsman had betrayed her, and that Snow-White was still alive.

And so she thought and thought again how she might kill her, for so long as she was not the fairest in the whole land, envy let her have no rest. And when she had at last thought of something to do, she painted her face, and dressed herself like an old peddler-woman, and no one could have known her. In this disguise she went over the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs, and knocked at the door and cried, "Pretty things to sell, very cheap, very cheap." Snow-White looked out of the window and called out, "Good-day my good woman, what have you to sell?"

"Good things, pretty things, she answered, stay-laces of all colors", and she pulled out one which was woven of bright-colored silk. I may let the worthy old woman in, thought Snow-White, and she unbolted the door and bought the pretty laces.

"Child!" Said the old woman, "what a fright you look, come, I will lace you properly for once." Snow-White had no suspicion, but stood before her and let herself be laced with the new laces. But the old woman laced so quickly and so tightly that Snow-White lost her breath and fell down as if dead. "Now I am the most beautiful," said the Queen to herself, and ran away.

Not long afterwards, in the evening, the seven dwarfs came home, but how shocked they were when they saw their dear Snow-White lying on the ground, and that she neither stirred nor moved, and seemed to be dead. They lifted her up, and, as they saw that she was laced too tightly, they cut the laces, and removed her clothes then she began to breathe a little. The dwarves massaged her cold body with their tender hands and after a while came to life again. In her joy and relief at her rescue, she took one into her arms and kissed him. Allowing her hands to wander, she touched the others, bringing their hands back to her body, allowing them all to stroke and touch and tease her at once.

Moving to her knees she straddled the hips of one and lowered herself on him. Another moved to her head and she took his cock into her mouth. Another went behind her and easing her buttocks apart he pressed himself into her tight passage. Her hands went out to the dwarves either side of her and she stroked their cocks. The remaining two pinched and fondled her breasts and nipples, helping her balance before taking their turns at the pleasure she offered. Moaning around the hard cock in her mouth, Snow-White reached peak after peak in the hands of her ardent lovers. They helped her clean herself and Snow-White told them what had brought her to be lying as dead upon the ground.

When the dwarfs heard what had happened they said, "the old peddler-woman was no one else than the wicked Queen, take care and let no one come in when we are not with you."

But the wicked woman when she had reached home went in front of the glass and asked, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all?" And it answered as before:

"Oh, Queen, Thou art fairest of all I see,

But over the hills, where the seven dwarfs dwell,

Snow-White is still alive and well,

And none is so fair as she."

When she heard that, all her blood rushed to her heart with fear, for she saw plainly that Snow-White was again alive. But now, she said, I will think of something that shall really put an end to you. And by the help of witchcraft, which she understood, she made a poisonous comb. Then she disguised herself and took the shape of another old woman. So she went over the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs, knocked at the door, and cried, "Good things to sell, cheap, cheap." Snow-White looked out and said, "Go away, I cannot let anyone come in."

"I suppose you can look," said the old woman, and pulled the poisonous comb out and held it up. It pleased the girl so well that she let herself be beguiled, and opened the door. When they had made a bargain the old woman said, "Now I will comb you properly for once." Poor Snow-White had no suspicion, and let the old woman do as she pleased, but hardly had she put the comb in her hair than the poison in it took effect, and the girl fell down senseless. "You paragon of beauty," said the wicked woman, "You are done for now," and she went away.

But fortunately it was almost evening, when the seven dwarfs came home. When they saw Snow-White lying as if dead upon the ground they at once suspected the stepmother, and they looked and found the poisoned comb. Scarcely had they taken it out when Snow-White came to herself, and told them what had happened. They took her to the lake and helped her bathe, washing her hair and rubbing their fingers gently through her warm slit in the cool water, and again all seven took her at once, to her intense delight. Cleaning off the evidence of their lovemaking in the cool lake water, then drying her off with a warm soft towel, the dwarves warned her once more to be upon her guard and to open the door to no one.

The Queen, at home, went in front of the glass and said, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all." Then it answered as before:

"Oh, Queen, Thou art fairest of all I see,

But over the hills, where the seven dwarfs dwell,

Snow-White is still alive and well,

And none is so fair as she."

When she heard the glass speak thus she trembled and shook with rage. "Snow-White shall die!" she cried, "even if it costs me my life."

Thereupon she went into a quite secret, lonely room, where no one ever came, and there she made a very poisonous apple. Outside it looked pretty, white with a red cheek, so that everyone who saw it longed for it, but whoever ate a piece of it must surely die.

When the apple was ready she painted her face, and dressed herself up as a farmer's wife, and so she went over the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs. She knocked at the door. Snow-White put her head out of the window and said, "I cannot let anyone in, the seven dwarfs have forbidden me."

"It is all the same to me," answered the woman, "I shall soon get rid of my apples. There, I will give you one."

"No," said Snow-White, "I dare not take anything."

"Are you afraid of poison?" Said the old woman, "look, I will cut the apple in two pieces, you eat the red cheek, and I will eat the white." The apple was so cunningly made that only the red cheek was poisoned. Snow-White longed for the fine apple, and when she saw that the woman ate part of it she could resist no longer, and stretched out her hand and took the poisonous half. But hardly had she a bit of it in her mouth than she fell down dead. Then the Queen looked at her with a dreadful look, and laughed aloud and said, "white as snow, red as blood, black as ebony-wood, this time the dwarfs cannot wake you up again."

And when she asked of the looking glass at home, "looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all." And it answered at last:

"Oh, Queen, in this land thou art fairest of all."

Then her envious heart had rest, so far as an envious heart can have rest.

The dwarfs, when they came home in the evening, found Snow-White lying upon the ground, she breathed no longer and was dead. They lifted her up, looked to see whether they could find anything poisonous, unlaced her, combed her hair, washed her with water and wine, but it was all of no use, the poor girl was dead, and remained dead. They laid her upon a bier, and all seven of them sat round it and wept for her, and wept long.

Then they were going to bury her, but she still looked as if she were living, and still had her pretty red cheeks. They said, "we could not bury her in the dark ground," so they had a transparent coffin of glass made, so that she could be seen from all sides, and they laid her in it. They wrote her name upon it in golden letters, and that she was a King's daughter. Then they put the coffin out upon the mountain, and one of them always stayed by it and watched it. And birds came too, and wept for Snow-White, first an owl, then a raven, and last a dove.

And now Snow-White lay a long, long time in the coffin, and she did not change, but looked as if she were asleep, for she was as white as snow, as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony.

It happened, however, that a King's son came into the forest, and went to the dwarfs, house to spend the night. He saw the coffin on the mountain and the beautiful Snow-White within it, and read what was written upon it in golden letters. Then he said to the dwarfs, "let me have the coffin, I will give you whatever you want for it." But the dwarfs answered, "we will not part with it for all the gold in the world." Then he said, "let me have it as a gift, for I cannot live without seeing Snow-White. I will honor and prize her as my dearest possession." As he spoke in this way the good dwarfs took pity upon him, and gave him the coffin.

And now the King's son had it carried away by his servants on their shoulders. And it happened that they stumbled over a tree-stump and with the shock the poisonous piece of apple, which Snow-White had bitten off, came out of her throat. And before long she opened her eyes, lifted up the lid of the coffin, sat up, and was once more alive. "Oh, heavens, where am I?" She cried. The King's son, full of joy, said, "you are with me." And told her what had happened, and said, "I love you more than everything in the world, come with me to my father's palace, you shall be my wife."

And Snow-White was willing, and went with him, and their wedding was held with great show and splendor, and their wedding night with joyful bliss. Her new husband treated her like a delicate flower, gently he peeled her out of her wedding gown, letting it drop to the floor at their feet. Feasting his eyes on her perfect form, he dropped to his knees and began kissing her soft flesh. Snow-White fell back onto the bed, her thighs parted by the gentle hands of her husband as he kissed her dewy lips and tasted her essence.