Snow White was sitting in the only chair in the sparsely furnished room of the cottage owned by her seven tutors. Upon her arrival a servant had escorted her to this room where a steaming hot bath had awaited her. Then to Snow White's confusion, once she was ensconced in the tub, the servant had removed her discarded clothing and had barred her door from the outside. She had been left with no clothes and only a skimpy towel to cover her naked form.
Anger radiated through her and her fingernails tapped out an impatient rhythm against the wooden arm of the chair. She was so intent on her fury that she failed to notice that her door had opened until a set of legs was standing in her lowered vision. Snow White slowly raised her eyes, taking in the bulging thighs underneath the leather breeches. Up past the muscled chest covered by a white linen shirt opened to the waist and tucked into the breeches, further upwards over the arms that reminded her of small tree trunks, up even further over his powerful shoulders and then still higher until her head was tilted back to stare at ruggedly handsome face that was giving her a fierce scowl.
"Get out!" She shrieked, hugging the towel tighter around her. "Out! And send that maid up here with my clothes. Now!"
She no more than got the last scream out when her arm was gripped hard and she was yanked to a standing position. The other hand grabbed her towel and ripped it away. The barbarian then sat down in the chair and pulled her struggling form over his knee. Her legs were held between his, immobilizing them and a thick muscular arm kept her from rearing up.
A harsh slap split the silence of the room followed by a scream of pain.
"That was to get your attention, girl." He explained. "Now you will listen well.
"You" SMACK! "will" SMACK! "not" SMACK! "speak" SMACK!
"unless" SMACK! "you" SMACK! "are" SMACK! "spoken" SMACK!
"to." SMACK! SMACK! "Understand?"
Snow White could only nod while tears ran down her face.
"Good. I will escort you downstairs to meet the rest of your tutors as soon as you are composed."
But he didn't release her as she thought he would, instead his large hand caressed her ass, squeezing each rounded globe gently, kneading. The effect on Snow White was arousing not calming.
It was also arousing to the barbarian whose lap she was draped across. A very large erection was forming beneath his breeches and poking insistently in the hollow between her legs.
He gave her one last slap on the ass before standing her up on her own two feet. She dared a quick glance to find him smiling in amusement at her arousal.
"Just so that there is no misunderstandings, girl, you will follow behind me, naked-" his smile grew at her distress over this bit of news, "into the gathering room where you will walk to the center of the circle of chairs and stand. At no time are you allowed to speak. You will nod your understanding when appropriate and do everything you are told. And at no point in time are you to cover your nakedness. Nod if you understand."
Snow White nodded angrily.
He laughed. "I like spirit in a woman. It makes the ride so much more thrilling."
Snow White frowned in confusion over his words.
The barbarian saw it and laughed even harder. "Oh, this is priceless. You're just the next thing to a virgin aren't you?"
She nodded as a blush pinked her cheeks.
"I look forward to my lessons with you, girl. You may call me Gabriel, and I will be your fourth tutor. Follow me."
He led her to a spacious room, bright with the evening light that flooded through the windows. A circle of plush armchairs dominated the center of the room. It was there that Snow White found herself standing with her arms at her side, submissively, while she awaited the entrance of her tutors.
A sound at her back let her know of the their presence. They fanned out moving to their respective seats. She studied them, amazed at their remarkable beauty. Every one of them was enough to draw awed stares. Even the woman was beautiful in a delicate pixie like way. The men ranged in sizes from mere inches taller than her to as tall as the giant barbarian that had brought her here.
"This is our new student, people. She is here so that we may teach her everything we know. I trust you would like a closer look at her so I will bring her around to each of you. Please take a seat and wait your turn." Gabriel's large hands settled on Snow Whites shoulders and turned her to face the first chair.
Long golden hair that flowed over powerful shoulders reminded her of a golden god. Tight leather breeches covered his legs like a second skin. His brilliant blue eyes waited until she looked directly into them and then he smiled a smile full of pure erotic sin. Her breath caught in her throat.
She was guided over to stand, reluctantly, in front of him.
"This is Derek. He will be your first tutor." Gabriel informed her.
"Come girl, sit in my lap while I get to know you a little better." His voice was like silk, flowing over her and leaving her skin sensitive.
Snow White tried to do as he asked, but she was awkward and he finally had to help her settle in his lap. Her embarrassment was such that she could not bring her eyes to meet his while he looked his fill.
"Very nice. You have beautiful lips, nice and full. I want to taste them. Kiss me." He ordered.
She raised her face and brushed her lips lightly across his.
"Hmm. I see we will need to work on that. One more time, girl and this time I will take the lead." He gripped the back of her head and brought her mouth once more to his. He conquered her mouth. His hard lips slanted over hers in a drugging kiss that stole all thought from her mind. His tongue urged her lips open and surged inside. She was not allowed to be passive but forced to duel with his tongue until he broke away from the kiss.
"Much better." His voice was husky and thickened with desire. "Much better. I can just imagine what your lips are going to feel like pulling on my cock. Fuck, I'm getting hard just thinking about it. Up, girl and go meet your next tutor before I embarrass myself." He helped her from his lap and pushed her back towards Gabriel.
The next chair held a less muscular man, but no less powerful looking. Where the first man had been golden this man was darkly handsome with jet-black hair as black as hers, that curled gently around his face. His eyes were a deep green and his lips full and sensual.
"This is Brutus. He is your second tutor." Gabriel said.
"Turn around girl, I want to see the back of you." His voice was gruff and curt.
The chair creaked as he leaned forward and put his hands on her back. "Nice skin, smooth and silky." He said to himself and lowered his hands down to her ass where he gripped a rounded cheek in each hand. "I see our dear Gabriel had to give you a spanking. Your ass is still delightfully pink from it. Now tense your ass for me, girl, I want to feel the strength in it."
Snow White lowered her eyes in embarrassment, not wanting to see the others staring at her while she did as he demanded.
"Good. Now relax your muscles and keep them relaxed there is another thing I wish to test."
Snow White gasped in distress as a wet masculine finger slowly forced its way up into her anus and she had to tighten her hands into fists in an effort to stay relaxed. The finger slowly slid out and then plunged back in.
"You're nice and tight back here, girl. I'm going to deeply enjoy having my cock in your ass." He withdrew his finger and leaned forward to give a gentle love bite to each ass cheek.
She was pulled along to the next chair where a brawny man with rich auburn hair pulled back in a ponytail sat staring at her. His look was impersonal as it skimmed over her breasts and down to her pubic hair. At first Snow White didn't think that he was interested in her, but as her gaze traveled over him she saw the huge bulge of his massive erection pressing outward against his breeches almost to the point of splitting the seams. He motioned her towards him with one hand, patiently waiting until she stood in front of him before pulling her down to straddle his lap. Widening his legs, he forced her legs apart opening her pussy further.
A light breath blew through her hair just before Gabriel's voice spoke next to her ear. "This is Samson. He and I teach together. We have decided to give you a little sampling of our teaching method."
Samson braced Snow White's hands on the arms of the chair.
"Don't move, lass, or you will displease me mightily." He spoke in a thick brogue that had her nipples hardening in response.
A thick masculine finger slid over her clit, flicking at it gently before sliding into the wet folds of her pussy. Another finger slid down the crease of her as to circle teasingly around the rosebud back there.
Samson captured her gaze and held it, watching her eyes darken with passion and then widen in pleasure as he thrust his finger all the way up inside her cunt.
Snow White bit her lip as his finger began finger fucking her pussy. And then Gabriel's finger thrust inside her ass. Snow White moaned at the feeling of having two fingers fucking her, one in her ass and one in her pussy.
And then realization broke over her. Surely, they couldn't mean to-. Not both at the same time. Through the pleasure the fingers were giving her a tiny rational part of her mind made the decision to escape at the first opportunity. This was not proper for them to be teaching her. Only her duly wedded husband should have the privileges of her body that these people were taking. She had to leave, soon, before any of them got a chance to fuck her.
"That's a good lass. Trust me, you'll enjoy having two cocks fucking you at the same time. I promise you'll be screaming our names when you orgasm."
Gabriel had to help her stand, and then because her legs were still wobbly he had to support her while they moved to the next chair.
Snow White now stood between the beautiful woman she had seen earlier and another dark haired man. A riot of long golden curls curled gently around her pixie face. Brilliant violet eyes stared at Snow White with curiosity. But she made no move to speak or touch Snow White. The man's hair was a dark wavy brown that brushed against his broad shoulders. He had a neatly trimmed goatee, which he was gently stroking while he stared at her with eyes so dark that they almost appeared black.
