Snowy and the Seven Petites

Chapter 5

"Awwwww," pouted Hippy as she walked into the room. "I liked that little heart."

Snowy was once again bound. This time she was tied to an X frame that had been tilted horizontal. Her arms and legs were splayed widely, making all of her delectable body parts available for play. Missing, however, was the little heart shaped tuft of hair over her Venus mound.

"But she looks much sleeker this way," said Busty, "and much sexier."

"Hmmmm," replied Hippy. "I didn't think it was possible for her to get any sexier. Why is she gagged?"

"She complains too much," commented Busty as she ran two fingers over the captive's petals, coaxing them open. "We should have called her Yappy instead of Snowy. She kept protesting while I was shaving her."

Hippy stepped up behind Busty and reached around her, gathering the generous breasts in her hands and squeezing them lovingly. Busty had the day off and was just wearing her deer skins, making it easy for Hippy to claim the wondrous orbs. "I know someone else who can't get any sexier."

Busty giggled and turned her head to kiss Hippy before returning her attention back to the slavegirl. "Awww, I bet you say that to all the girls."

"Nah," replied Hippy as she captured the nipples and rolled them back and forth. "Only the extremely sexy ones. You're right, though. Snowy does look nice with a bald pussy. Maybe I should give you the same look."

"You don't like my little red bush?" asked Busty.

Hippy released a breast and slipped her hand under Busty's skirt, letting her fingers stroke the little tuft of hair on her mound. "I love your little red bush. That's why I dine on it so often." She slid her fingers lower and found Busty's petals already slick with arousal and opened.

Busty giggled again. "And I love you dining on it. I was jut going to let Snowy up so she could do her chores. Do you have anything you need her to do?"

"Well, I am awfully horny," replied Hippy.

Busty laughed. "I'll take care of that. No sense in wasting a slave's time on that. She could be doing laundry or preparing dinner instead."

They had owned Snowy for almost a year at this point. While she still complained at times, she did eventually resign herself to her new lot in life. Over time, she had gained more and more freedom and was bound these days mostly for recreational purposes.

Snowy was tall for a girl and was especially tall in comparison to the Seven Petites. It was almost comical to see her standing among a group of them where she towered over them. They liked her height, however. It placed her luscious breasts within easy reach of their mouths.

Busty removed the gag and then released the bindings before helping Snowy to her feet. The tall woman stretched her lithe form and then thanked her mistresses before setting out to do her chores.

The adjustment to life as a slave had been difficult at first. As a princess, she had been able to command everyone around her. Now, everyone around her was able to command her. But over time, she had adapted. It helped that all of the Petites were so loving. Even Grumpy, who sometimes inflicted pain on her, was very loving toward her. Grumpy just liked to experiment on beautiful women with electricity and hot wax and needles and things.

The adjustment was also made easier by the gradual realization that Hippy had been right. Her stepmother had paid someone to kill her. So if she returned to her former life, she would simply be slain.

So she accepted the fact that she was Snowy the slavegirl instead of Caroline the princess. Once she got to that point, things became easier for her.

It also helped that the sex was so good and so frequent. She was amazed at how powerful her orgasms were with the Petites and how many times a day she could climax. She missed having a good cock to fuck but the Petites had their dildos which was almost as good.

She was kept naked all of the time. It had been a year since she had worn anything other than a collar or bindings. Hippy was teaching her how to hunt and she even ventured out into the forest naked. Occasionally, Hippy would also hunt naked and Snowy had grown to admire the sleek form of the Petite with the compact breasts. In fact, she wished her breasts were more like Hippy's. In her mind, hers were too large.

Some of the Petites liked large breasts, she knew. They seemed to love to play with hers. But large breasts weren't very practical, especially when she was running through the forest chasing after wounded prey.

Whenever Hippy took her hunting, they would make love in the forest. At first, Snowy was uncomfortable with this for fear that someone would spy on their lewd activities. But after awhile, she overcame her fear. Now, it seemed very natural to lie down in a bed of ferns and eat her mistress or watch her beautiful mistress eat her.

"Dopey has the girl's rings ready," said Busty after Snowy had left to do her chores.

"Oh good," replied Hippy. "Just in time." Tomorrow was Snowy's birthday and they had all agreed to give her a pair of nipple rings. Since Dopey was the artist, she was commissioned to design and make the rings. They would pierce her nipples tomorrow and present her with her gift.

Hippy wrapped her arms around Busty and kissed her, slowly backing her toward the frame that had just been vacated by their slavegirl. It had been a long time since she had bound the beautiful Petite and she thought she would have a little fun with her friend this afternoon.

"Uh oh," said Busty as she felt the frame bump into her butt.

"Uh oh is right," smiled Hippy. She slipped the sash off of Busty and then untied the knot that held the leather skirt up. Both articles of clothing fell to the floor and Hippy pushed on Busty's shoulders until she was lying on the frame. She had to adjust the bindings so they would work on the much smaller girl but quickly had the diminutive woman bound and stretched tightly.

"What if someone walks in?" asked Busty.

"Then you have a real uh oh on your hands."

Hippy leaned down and kissed her friend and then moved her lips to the glorious breasts. Hippy had long ago realized that she was a breast woman. She just loved large, firm breasts and Busty and Snowy had perfect ones as far as she was concerned.

Hippy could see that Busty was already highly aroused. Foreplay was always unnecessary. She was always well lubricated whenever Hippy was with her. She wondered if Busty was always this way or just when she was at home. It must make for some uncomfortable moments at the clinic if she was always this way.

But Hippy enjoyed foreplay. So she started with one breast by clamping both hands around the base of the breast closest to her. She squeezed the generous mound, constricting it at the bottom and then pulling upward. Her fingers glided slowly over the supple flesh and pushed the nipple higher. She leaned down and gripped the nipple between her teeth and tugged it upward.

"Oh god!" groaned Busty. She raised her head and saw her breast being elongated as she felt the pain of her nipple being clamped tightly. Hippy raised her head higher, further stretching the fleshy mound into a long cone. "Aiiieeeee!" squealed Busty.

Hippy released the nipple and breast and started again. "Aiiieeee!" Busty squealed again as her nipple was stretched even further from her body. When the nipple was released a second time, Hippy placed a clamp on it and tightened it until it was flattened. This coaxed another squeal out of Busty.

She moved around the frame to the other side and repeated her actions. Busty's sex was positively flowing at this point and she was doing everything she could to hold back an orgasm.

Once the second nipple was clamped, Hippy left the room, leaving a very confused Busty. But she returned a few minutes later, carrying some items on a tray.

"I liked that look so much, I'm going to give it to you, too," declared Hippy as she set the tray down.

"Oh no!" protested Busty. "You said you liked my bush!"

"I do like your bush," agreed Hippy. "I think I'm going to enjoy a bald pussy even more." She worked up a foam and then spread it over the sculpted pubic hair. She leaned down and kissed Busty's taut belly and then picked up a razor. A couple of minutes later, she was wiping off the remaining foam and admiring her work.

"Simply beautiful," pronounced Hippy. "It's perfect." She knelt between the bound legs and, for the next hour, used her lips and teeth and tongue on Busty. She brought her to the edge of climax over and over again and Busty was groaning and moaning and shrieking from frustration. Eventually, Hippy allowed the big-breasted Petite to climax.