The Wicked Queen
By Aleq de Satyr
Part 1
Prologue
The wicked Queen, also known as the evil Queen is a main character in the brothers Grimm fairy tale, Snow White. She is the new wife of a King and the step mother of princess Snow White. She is very beautiful, but she is a vain and wicked woman who practices witchcraft. The Queen possesses a magic mirror, which told her every day that she is the most beautiful woman in the realm. Until one day the mirror said that Snow White is the most beautiful.
This gives the Queen a great shock. She becomes envious, and from that moment on, her heart turns against Snow White, whom the Queen grows to hate increasingly with time. Eventually, the angry Queen orders a hunter to take Snow White into the forest to be killed; for fear that Snow White's beauty will surpass her own. But fate has other plans. In an act of unprecedented kindness, the pitiful hunter spares the maiden's life, and as Snow White finds refuge in the cozy cottage of seven friendly dwarfs, for once in her life, she feels what it is like to be safe.
The Queen finds out that Snow White is still alive. She decides to go on a mission to find Snow White and kill her herself. This story is about the wicked Queen's encounters in her quest, and is contained in a secret journal that she kept, and which was found by a close confidante of the her's after her death.
A Quest begins
Before setting out on my quest, I consulted the well-known Witch/Sorceress of the principality Hecate, for protection, directions and for some poison. It was my first time of meeting her and I was impressed. She was named after the ancient Goddess of witchcraft, sorcery, magic and promiscuity. She was a rather good looking middle-aged woman, with admirable qualities; her long smoky hair, firm ageless body and spiritedness...After performing some rituals, we both undressed and drank a spicy potion, which gave me a feeling of euphoria.
Hecate and I lay on her feathered mattress. I was excited by her very hairy body, the dense black hairs covering her cunt, her huge erect clitoris. She instructed me to eat her cunt.
"But I have never done this before" I said nervously.
"Now is a good time to start my dear" she said and proceeded to show me how it is done. After finger-fucking me for a few minutes, she slipped her hands under my arse, raised my cunt to her mouth like a pitcher and drank in great gulps, sucking on my clitoris and it stiffened, filling her mouth...She sucked and sucked and I moaned and writhed and heaved until I was claimed by a powerful orgasm. Then it was my turn to eat Hecate. I buried my face in her very wet vulva, her clitoris throbbing furiously and began to lap and suck. Her cunt had a distinct aroma. I ate her like an expert to my surprise, bringing her to two powerful orgasms.
"Your cunt is very tight, I assume you are not being fucked enough" said Hecate later.
"I am not being fucked at all; It has been a very long time since I was last fucked by the king, if you can call it a fuck" I replied.
"You poor thing, come over any time you need to fuck, I have some well-endowed young men available who can open you up a bit" she said; "There are some huge cocks out there and you may encounter them at some point trust me" she added.
I left Hecate's cottage in good spirits and with her directions to the forest where Snow White was hiding, as well as a pouch of poison to kill her with. Upon her advice I started a journal of my quest for posterity. Her parting words to me were:
"Deep down you're a slut like me. You should be out there fucking like a harlot, getting your cunt some action, instead of chasing after some stupid vanity".
Two days later, on a hot summer's day the day I turned 40 years old, I set out in my horse drawn carriage, in search of that spoiled little bitch. Following Hecate's directions I took a detour off the main road, but got lost and ended up at a house on the fringe of farmlands...It was empty but very clean and orderly. There were assorted drinks and lots of food. I decided to rest awhile, feeling lethargic from the wine and food. I undressed down to my chemise and took nap in the bedroom...I was awakened by voices in the parlor. There were two young men who looked pleasantly surprised, as they lustily appraised my body in the chemise, their big cocks getting harder in their breeches.
One was a Greek called Hektor, the other an Afrikan called Baba, and they lived in the house. They worked on a nearby farm. I told them who I was but they refused to believe me, albeit conceded that my beauty and bearing were those of a nobility. We became acquainted rather quickly, and soon they made their intentions known to me which was to fuck me and I was willing and eager to be fucked. They let down their breeches, displaying their huge erect cocks; indeed, Baba's was massive bulging with thick veins. Baba was more enthusiastic with his caresses, getting me all turned on, making me very wet and dripping slimy juice. Fascinated with his cock I grabbed it and squeezed. It was like iron! He spread me naked on the mattress, gazed at my cunt and gasped.
"What a lovely cunt you have madam" he said, as he stroked my drenched vulva and clitoris with his cockhead for long moments.