Snow White could hardly believe it was happening as she reluctantly closed her mouth around the invading mercenary leader's shaft. Just two days after parting from Prince Charming, the young thief was captured by a group of mercenaries hoping to claim the sizeable reward. Delivering just her heart would earn them a smaller reward, so they instead chose to take her alive.
Snow saw it as a possible opportunity to escape, but even that hope was dashed when she was dragged into the leader's tent and forced on her knees before him. The leader, a huge bear of a man who could probably break a tree in half, explained the price of her being allowed to eat their food while being a prisoner. Snow White had stared up at the man in disbelief for several moments before her revulsion kicked in and she tried to escape, only to quickly be stopped by the two guards inside with them.
For the young woman, such things were very far from her mind. She had suitors in the past, but never even considered becoming intimate with any of them. She didn't consider any of them worthy to touch her let alone share her bed. Because of her picky attitude and strong, independent nature, Snow White is still a virgin. The thought of pleasuring the leader in any way made her sick to her stomach and she told him as such.
So he gave her a choice, although in hindsight it wasn't much of one. She could obediently service him or unwillingly service himself and every one of his men. Snow could tell that the two guards in the room enjoyed that idea. Feeling like she was stuck between two decisions, neither of them she wanted to do, her strong attitude melted away. For the first time in a very long time, she found herself in a situation she couldn't talk her way out of.
When the leader pulled out his hard, twelve inch cock she leaned in with tears in her eyes and took him in her mouth. The second option definitely wasn't in the cards for her. She would obey him even if only to avoid becoming a plaything for every man there. It was two days ride to the Queen's castle, she has no doubt they would torment her every step of the way.
Not knowing exactly what to do, she took as much of his huge meat rod into her mouth as she could manage, which barely consisted of the head, and started sucking. The leader could immediately tell she's never done it before, and although there is great pleasure to be gained from being her first, it wasn't physically pleasing.
"Bob your head up and down, but keep sucking," He instructed, then groaned when her warm, inexperienced mouth did as ordered. She tried her best to keep her eyes closed, but her tears didn't stop coming, and when he rested his palm atop her head, she opened her eyes and caught him watching her with a smile on his face.
She pleaded with her eyes, even though she knew it wouldn't make any difference, and after a couple of minutes the leader began pressing against the back of her head every time she sucked him in, forcing her to take more of him inside her mouth. When she felt the fat head press against the entrance to her throat, she didn't expect him to try and go any further, and indeed he just held her there, his hand on her head preventing her from pulling it out.
The little bit of his cock she had in her mouth throbbed, pulsing with his heartbeat, but didn't really obstruct her airway enough to be a problem.
"How is her mouth, sir," One of the forgotten guards asked beside her, and her entire body trembled with shame as she thought what she must look like on her knees in front of these guards. The feeling of being used for the leader's pleasure with an audience humiliated the proud woman.
"Not terrible," The leader replied, and smirked down at the young woman, "But not great either. She has a wide mouth though, so I'm certain with enough practice she'll be able to swallow me whole in no time."
Having them talk so nonchalantly about her potential for sucking cock wasn't helping her humiliation, and she felt no small amount of sadness when he talked about practice. Snow White's hope of getting out of this with her virginity intact was fading quickly.
Once again she felt his hand press insistently on her head and he brushed up against the entrance to her throat again.
"Tell you what, girl. If you can get the entire head of my cock in your throat by yourself, then I won't force you to swallow every inch."
She stared up at him in disbelief, but the prospect of having all of him inside her mouth was much more humiliating than swallowing only a little bit of her own free will. Mustering her courage, the young woman slowly pushed her head forward, taking the large man down her throat. It was more difficult than she imagined, and the moment she finally managed it her gag reflex kicked in.
The man's groan of pleasure was quickly joined by her choking and gagging around the head of his cock. He quickly pressed against the back of her head and held her in place, as she raised her hands and tried to push him out of her mouth. It felt incredible to the mercenary leader, her throat rippling around his cock, trying to expel the invading member.
After several moments of holding the desperate, struggling woman in place, he finally loosened his hold and smiled in amusement when she practically leaped back off his cock and started sputtering and choking for oxygen.
"Not bad," He complimented her, a wide smile on his face as he watched her slowly regain her composure. She looked miserable, her teary eyes conveying such a strong emotion of disbelief and humiliation, while her chin dripped a little with a combination of spit and precum when he was in her mouth. Her hair was even messier than usual, a few wet strands sticking to her face.
When he decided to go for the bounty, he was told that Snow White was really quite beautiful. The wanted posters didn't really do her any justice to be honest. He came to the conclusion even before picking up her trail that he would sample the woman before turning her over to the Queen. It just seemed like such a waste not to. The fact that she's a virgin is just icing on the cake as far as he is concerned.
He motions over to the young woman and she reluctantly crawls back in front of him, her eyes downcast. He absentmindedly stoked his cock above her face until she looked back up at him and he caught her gaze.
"That was a very good job. Now, take my cock in your hand and start stroking it."
Her hand shook a bit, but she obeyed his order and wrapped her slender fingers around the bottom of his shaft, as much as she could anyway. He's roughly as thick as her wrist and couldn't enclose her hand completely. The thought that it was in her throat not moments ago made her wonder how she managed it.
Her inexperienced hand began to stroke him up and down, and she noticed how his breathing increased little by little each time. He never took his eyes off her face, and paid careful attention when she experimentally tightened her grip with each upstroke. He's certain she doesn't know she's doing it, her naturally curious mind subtly guiding her actions.
Wanting her to continue with her curiosity, he chooses not to force her one way or the other, at least not physically.