The dark wooden cabin glowed in the firelight as the beautiful woman put logs on the hearth. She was clothed in a tattered light blue dress and petticoat; her heaving chest barely contained inside a string lattice blouse. Her black bobbed hair, streaked with oil shinning roots reflected the fires glow, along with her angelic pale face. Her sweet eyes were accentuated with dark rich mascara the lashes long and artificially black.
She looked up her ruby red lips pursed, her expression frozen.
She could hear her masters returning from the mines.
Slut-White stood, her head almost to the ceiling her heeled slippers tapping on the wooden floor boards. The cabin door swung open the chill winter snow blowing in. One by one the dwarves entered. All dirty and sniffling, carrying picks and sacks.
Each dwarf sneered and drooled at the beautiful angel waiting to greet them.
It had been many seasons since they found her. Many seasons of servitude and submission she had endured. "Suppers ready." She said sweetly but also a little nervously. The dwarves grinned; their long march home giving them ample time for lustful thoughts.
"Supper can wait you big minx" Came a reply along with agreeing nods.
The dwarves began to stroke her legs, and then fondle her ass, Ms White moaning a little, looking down in despair. The little men began to pull at her torn dress as they had done many times; unfastening the string lattice front the fabric expanding as her bosom forced outwards. She whimpered her long nailed hands trying to push them away.
But there were too many, seven in fact. The dress came loose falling over her hips collecting around her stocking ankles. She stood, her tits pointing out like domes. Her body was thin, slender with ample curves. But her 40 inch tits looked obscenely large like ripe fruit the pale pink almost white nipples looking like teats from a baby bottle. She stepped out of the dress, now only her stocking legs, the skimpiest briefs and her school mistress black heeled shoes still on.
The dwarves mumbled in gruff voices as they stroked her thighs and ankles. "We've been waiting all day for this my dear."
First she sat on a high backed chair her thighs apart long legs bent the heels resting on the wooden floor. Two dwarves stood on boxes holding her arms back making her tits thrust out, a look of desperation on her pretty face. A dirty dwarf was licking at her clit through her tiny briefs another greasing a large thick dildo. It was shiny and sleek made of polished wood the surface glistening with gel, the thing fashion with love over many winter nights
"Ugh uggggggg ohhhhhh!"
She moaned as the smooth shell tip head eased up her pussy. One dwarf pumped the shiny cock in and out another tugging her knickers to one side allowing them to see her pink bare lips of her shaven pussy. As the cock fucked up into her she bucked her tits bouncing the sweat collecting on them like snow on the mountains outside. The little man held the dildo with both dirty hands pounding into her; the squelch of grease echoing around the room as her bare hole frothed.
The two arm gripping dwarves groped a massive tit each, twisting her nipples slapping the perspiring flesh as Ms White meekly protested. Across the room the others were preparing her bath.
